My Death God Roommate - Chapter 245

Looking at Xiao Hei’s wet eyes, Mu Rong’s panicked heart found some peace.

There were many fragmentary pictures flashing in her mind, people who had never seen before but felt inexplicably familiar, and there were always Xiao Hei around those people.

Xiao Hei licked the palm of Murong’s hand, itchy.

It just squatted quietly beside Mu Rong as before.

In the sky, the battle between Sang Yu and the old director was in full swing. Sang Yu had the upper hand, but because the old director had been hiding in the mirror, the weak water attack failed to work.

From Mu Rong’s perspective, the Yata mirror coincides with the mysterious red moon, and the outermost layer is emitting a red halo.

Suddenly, there was a pain in Mu Rong’s spirit sea. She saw Yata Mirror, and he had grown into a handsome adult man. Wearing a white robe of the Onmyoji of Fusang Country, wearing a long black crown, he was sealed on a dark red wooden stake with red long nails in various holes on his body, and some black threads of the thickness of his fingers were nailed into his The back controls his body.

Yata Mirror’s face was pale and bloodless, with an expression of incomparable pain and pleading, Mu Rong seemed to hear his desperate call: Help me.

The red halo around Yata Mirror in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, it’s the red moon getting bigger.

Mu Rong turned his head to look at Sang Tong, who was lying quietly on the water, and looked at the **** Wolf King Xiaoyue.

Looking around, apart from the endless darkness, there is only the lifeless weak water, and the old director’s unbridled laughter echoes in his ears.

Mu Rong patted Xiao Hei on the head and said softly, “It’s time, right?”

Xiao Hei snorted and rubbed Mu Rong’s leg, then walked around Mu Rong three times with his tail wagging, and then turned into a simple and unpretentious devilish pestle and floated in front of Mu Rong.

Mu Rong sat cross-legged on the water, holding the magic pestle in both hands, and looked up at the sky and his eyes had returned to calm.

She threw the Jiang Mo pestle high, folded her hands and slowly closed her eyes.

Sang Yu noticed the strangeness and looked down. First, he dropped the black shadow and swooped down like a conditioned reflex, and then stopped abruptly. He watched the magic pestle fall towards Mu Rong’s heavenly spirit.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed, and the shadow took the opportunity to attack Sang Yu. The originally calm and weak water soared to the sky to form a protection around Sang Yu and resist all attacks.

A dazzling light burst out from where Mu Rong was standing, and the white light burst into the sky, piercing the dark night.

The weak water voluntarily blocked Sang Yu’s eyes and absorbed most of the light. Sang Yu’s eyes looked expectant and uneasy.

Every life she has guarded this person and waited for her to wake up and remember herself, but every short reunion was a farewell.

What’s more, this time is different. He forced himself into the world to make Yangjian look like this. Knowing that her body will never get angry, she is still anxious like a child who made a mistake.

The white light gradually dissipated, and countless small cracks appeared on the mirror surface of the Yata mirror. The old chief yelled: “No!” hurriedly flashed out of the mirror world.

The two characters “Mu Rong” on the frame disappeared, and the Yata mirror shattered into countless fragments. The mirror core turned into an ordinary stone and fell.

A huge giant beast stood firmly on the weak water, and watched the giant beast: there are tiger heads, unicorns, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, unicorn feet, and the whole body is white with no flaws.

On the head of the giant beast sits a monk in white robe, the Buddha’s light and majestic appearance.

The old director looked at the behemoth in astonishment, whether it was the first director of the Special Event Management Bureau, and he was very knowledgeable.

He whispered in an unbelievable tone like losing his soul: “Die listen?”

The joy of reunion finally overcame the anxiety in my heart. When a purple streamer cut through the sky and stopped in front of Mu Rong, Mu Rong happened to open his eyes.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

“You are awake.”

Mu Rong whispered “Yeah.” With a light curve on his lips, he sighed helplessly, “Didn’t you tell you to wait for me?”

Sang Yu came to Mu Rong and stepped on Di Ting’s head. The latter snorted reluctantly, but he sobbed motionless when he saw that the owner didn’t say anything.

She sat next to Mu Rong and naturally put her head on Mu Rong’s shoulders: “I miss you.” Mu Rong turned his head and glanced at him and let her go.

The old director in the sky fell into madness. He pointed to Mu Rong and said sharply: “Impossible, there will never be gods and Buddhas coming to the world in the end of the law. Kunlun Mirror will not lie to me, Kunlun Mirror will not lie to me! Why? “

The stone that Mu Rong opened the palm of the Yata Mirror turned into just fell on her palm, and she pinched a magic trick fingertips and floated out a lotus flower.

The latter was like a big enemy, trying all his best to attack the lotus but it didn’t help. The chain floated towards him slowly and firmly.

The old director jumped up and down anxiously, flying around but couldn’t escape from the lotus area, and was finally covered by the lotus and unable to move.

Falian brought the old director back to Mu Rong, and the other party stared at Mu Rong with hatred. No matter what, he didn’t understand: Decades ago, he pirated the Kunlun mirror, the treasure of the flower planter Zhenguo, to calculate that the gods and Buddhas could not come to the world during the end of the Dharma period and accidentally obtained the wordless heavenly book to carefully plan the plan to destroy the world and create the yuan. He didn’t hesitate to burn his body to practice sorcery, and seeing that he was only one step away from succeeding, why did the Earth Store come to the world?

“I want to ferry you, do you wish?”

Black Shadow’s eyes sprayed flames of hatred and anger, and Mu Rong sighed lightly, chanting the Buddha’s name and lowered his eyes.

Fa Lian’s light once again enveloped the old director. The incarnation body, known as the immortal, decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The old director once again turned into a cloud of shapeless smoke and rammed through the magic wall, finally turning into a pure black. The lotus seeds float into the lotus heart.

Sang Yu happily took Murong’s arm, and said softly, “Let’s go back, the Three Realms will restore order in a few thousand years.”

Mu Rong was silent for a long time, and uttered three words softly: “I’m sorry.”

Sang Yu grabbed Mu Rong’s arm and turned and looked at her nervously: “You…”

Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu’s eyes, and there was her reflection in those clear and watery eyes, but she nodded resolutely.

Sang Yu held Mu Rong’s arm tightly, and said anxiously, “I don’t allow it!”

Mu Rong turned his head and said nothing, Sang Yu continued: “You are just his shadow. Samsara has consumed most of the mana brought by your birth. You will disappear if you save so many people at once!”

Mu Rong closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, “I’m the one who lost you.”

Sang Yu’s strength was taken away in an instant. She dropped her arms and stared at Mu Rong’s profile for a long time: “You look at me.”

Mu Rong hesitated for a moment or turned his head, Sang Yu looked into Mu Rong’s eyes and asked softly, “Do you have me in your heart?”

This time, it was Mu Rong who took Sang Yu’s hand and said firmly: “I am not the Ksitigarbha, how can I cut off my love for children?”

“answer me!”

“Have.”

Sang Yu smiled and embraced Mu Rong’s arms around her slender waist: “Do you know how many years have I waited for you to say this?”

“I……”

“Stop talking, I’ll accompany you.”

Mu Rong opened his mouth and wanted to stop him, but he turned into relief: “Okay, let’s be together.”

Sang Yu tightened his arms and Mu Rong also hugged Sang Yu hard. The two of them were bathed in a weird red moon in this deadly world for a long time, and Sang Yu took the initiative to get out of Mu Rong’s arms.

“I’ll go one step ahead.”

“it is good.”

Sang Yu flew into the sky to see Mu Rong’s raised hand and smiled.

She flew upwards without looking back, until she reached a terrible height before stopping, she could not see Sang Yu from the ground with naked eyes.

The water drop mark on Sang Yu’s open arms and eyebrows lit up, and then her body became liquid and quickly condensed into a drop.

The weak water all over the sunland rushed up like a tide and gathered into a tornado that whirled upwards.

Mu Rong stepped on Di Ting’s head and looked at the huge water column connecting heaven and earth, his hands behind him clenched into fists.

I don’t know how long it took for the weak water to be sucked up and the earth revealed its original appearance. A drop of deep purple droplet came to Mu Rong and circled it for a week before falling to the ground and disappearing.

…

Sang Tong slowly opened his eyes, his brain was blank for a few seconds, and he suddenly got up in a desperate posture.

Seeing light not far away, a few familiar figures stood outside the light source: Wang Hao, Luo Ruyan, A Miao, Liu Erniang and Wolf King Xiaoyue.

She walked over suspiciously, and saw Murong sitting upright among the group of people, and the white light was radiating from her.

Sang Tong had some doubts: When did Mu Rong change his clothes? Why is it familiar?

When she saw Mu Rong’s body, she exclaimed: “Murong! Your body!”

Everyone couldn’t bear to open their eyes, Mu Rong’s body was almost transparent.

Hearing the sound, Mu Rong opened his eyes with difficulty, his face was tired: “You are awake.”

“you……”

“I know you must have a lot of doubts in your heart, but unfortunately my time is running out. I have left a question especially for you.”

Sang Tong took a deep breath: “This world…”

Liu Er Niang hurriedly stopped and said: “I have asked this question.”

Sang Tong said again: “Then, are you…?”

Xiaoyue interrupted this time: “I asked this question.”

Sang Tong bit his lip and asked for the third time: “Yu Waer…”

Ah Miao covered Sang Tong’s mouth: “I’ve asked about Sangyu’s matter, and Wang Hao has asked about the reason why the shadows are extinct. Sister, you cherish the opportunity.”

Mu Rong showed a weak smile: “You sacrifice yourself for others, you should ask yourself about it.”

Su Sifang’s figure flashed through Sang Tong’s mind, watching Mu Rong’s body that was about to dissipate still suppressing the problem, and changing his words: “Shall we see you again?”

Mu Rong swept across the faces of everyone present and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and he replied: “The three of us still have a bond in this life.”

Mu Rong closed his eyes again, his body faded under everyone’s gaze, and Mu Rong disappeared as the light extinguished.

The author has something to say: The text of “My Roommate of Death” is over.

Don’t go away, there is still an indefinite number of words.

Sang Yu Murong, Sang Tong Su Sifang, Ah Miao Luo Ruyan, Wolf King Liu Er, Qin Huaian and Zhuang Diemeng. There is also the ending of the old director, Hua Yunyue and others will be written outside. [There is a lot of sugar in Fanwai, please prepare insulin]

Because both “Reaper” and “Roommate” are back in place considering the completeness of the article, the text ends here, but the story is not over yet.

Here I will take it as the end and say a few more words to everyone. The original intention of this book was written to my grandma. When she was a child, she grew up under her knees and she would often tell me some strange and strange stories about Lu Lishen. Now she is paralyzed in bed, unable to speak or even know people. There are stories in this book that she told me. I gave this book to her.

To talk about the original intention of creating this book, when he was about 12 or 3 years old, he accidentally came into contact with the legend of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He said a grand oath: **** is not empty and he will not become a Buddha.

So I asked the parents a question: If the **** is empty, where are all the gods and ghosts in **** going?

Did not get an answer, but this question is buried in my heart.

So this story came into being. Mu Rong is not the Ksitigarbha, but the shadow of the Buddha. According to legend (made by the author), there are 19 floors of hell, and the 19th floor is full of nothingness and darkness. When the end of Dharma is coming, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva retreats to the 19th floor.

There is a yellow spring in the underworld, but no one knows where its source is. In fact, it is in the 19th hell.

One day, a female spirit (Sang Yu) was cultivated in the spring, and the red light illuminates the entire 19 layers of hell, and two people were born under the background of the light.

The shadow of the Buddha Mu Rong and the shadow of the truth-the loyal dog Xiaohei. (Legendly, Diting is a white dog)

In the endless dark night, Mu Rong and Sang Yu accompanied each other.

Until one day, the Buddha suddenly realized that she wanted to fulfill her wish for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so she stepped into reincarnation and began the journey of reincarnation.

This is something of a thick black school. If the prefecture is vacant, the king will naturally have a place to go as the chief executive, but like the judge, the black and white impermanence will lose the establishment of civil servants. (equivalent to a state-owned enterprise, the king is X Long, Ji Zang is the secretary.)

Now that the secretary wants to cut staff and increase efficiency, he has sent a confidant to do this, so those section chiefs and division chiefs (the judge black and white impermanence) secretly stumbled for fear of losing their jobs and prepared to kill this confidant (Mu Rong).

But this matter cannot be let X Chang (Hammer) know, and can only be done secretly.

Sang Tong did not set a previous life here, but Su Sifang did. She is a golden arhat with great benevolence. In the end of the Dharma, she went down to save as many humans as possible. She is a good person who has practiced for many generations. In this life, she can return to her position as long as she survives the tragedy, but unfortunately she failed.

Wang Hao was a scholar for several lifetimes. After ten years of cold window, he went to Beijing to take the exam and left for three years. When he returned, his childhood sweetheart was married off by his parents. He drew a painting and lived in seclusion in the forest. This painting is Luo Ru smoke.

Alright~ Actually, these contents will be revealed during Fanwai, because each of these people asked a question, Fanwai will write it, just for fear that some people can’t wait to say it in advance.

This book has been written for 10 months, but it did not finish as expected. Sorry everyone.

I hope to see familiar figures in the next book.

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