It was 4:30 in the morning at Xinxin's home in the suburbs of Sanyang City.
At the door of No. 403, a family of three stood in pajamas with angry faces.
The male host put his arms around the boy who looked to be six or seven years old, without saying a word.
The hostess should be more aggressive. She is fat and wearing a cotton pajamas with a foundation print. Sanyo City is located in the north of the flower planter. In late autumn, it is after four o'clock in the morning and it is still cold before dawn.
"Open the door! Are you at home, open the door!"
The fat middle-aged woman waved her sensual fist and knocked hard on the closed door of No. 403.
"Shufen, forget it, maybe you're not at home, let's come back during the day."
"Forget it! The house is going to become a water curtain hole, you are a wimp, what can you expect from you? The big ceiling lamp I just replaced a few days ago, I have soaked it all."
"If you are not at home, open the door quickly. Your house is leaking. If you don't open the door again, I will call the police!"
Just as he was talking, 402 opened the door opposite, and an unkempt young man poked his head out: "What's going on?"
The resident of 402, A Ming, is a freelance otaku. It was just after four o'clock when he was in the middle of "cultivating immortality". When he heard the sound, he couldn't bear his curiosity and opened the door.
"Young man, do you know the owner of this house? It's too shameful. I live in 302 downstairs. I just finished the renovation a few days ago, and I haven't lived in it yet. This guy is leaking water, and the crystal headlights are all gone. Drown me!"
Amin shook his head: "I don't know, big sister, you didn't open it after knocking like this, maybe you are not at home, please stop knocking, it will wake up the neighbors in the middle of the night, today is the weekend, people may go out to play Well, I think it's better to let the elder brother find the property first, close the main valve, and then see if the fire alarm is called to open the door, or wait for the owner to come back in the daytime."
"This guy is right, Shufen, stop knocking, I'll go find the real estate agent."
"What were you thinking about? Just now Gaha didn't go, look, look at this, it's so annoying!"
While speaking, a stream of water overflowed from the gap in the door, and one could know the "tragedy situation" in the house at this time without opening the door.
Shufen raised her foot in disgust, and when it landed, there was a "slapping" sound of water.
Unwillingly, she punched the gate of 403, grabbed her son, and went downstairs first.
At this moment, a young girl in black robes walked towards her. This girl was dressed strangely. She was wearing a large pure black robe, the length of which fell to her feet, and the cuffs were so wide that her hands could not be seen.
The girl wore a ponytail, beautiful facial features, fair skin, and thin lips pursed together, but her expression was a bit colder, showing a sense of inhumanity.
Shufen was still muttering about how much the decoration cost and how much she liked the crystal headlights, as if she didn't see the girl at all.
The girl was walking towards her. The narrow corridor couldn't accommodate three people walking side by side. The girl didn't show any intention of dodging. The next moment, a strange scene happened.
With a "swish", the black-robed girl passed straight through the body of "Shu Fen", but Shu Fen still complained without realizing it.
The girl tapped her toes, and she just floated up like this!
Go to 403, go through the door and enter.
The water in the house was ankle-deep, and there were some daily necessities floating on the water. There was a girl lying on the big bed in the bedroom. She looked exactly like the black-robed girl, but her face was a little more bloody than the black-robed girl.
The girl on the bed was wearing pajamas, her black hair was loose, and a yellow talisman was pasted on her forehead.
The black-robed girl looked around, a trace of sullenness flashed in her eyes, she squeezed a seal, and pointed towards several drainage outlets in the room, vortices appeared on the originally calm water surface, and the sound of "hululu" drainage came out, about After half an hour, most of the water in the room was drained.
"Murong, you don't want to catch me!"
In the silent midnight, in the empty neighborhood, there was a sudden shrill cry.
The black-robed girl teleported to the window, and saw the security guard of the property standing downstairs. His face was illuminated pale by the dim streetlights. window.
Mu Rong flew out directly, stopped in front of the security guard, with his feet hanging half a foot in the air, folded his arms, and said coldly: "Huang Yanan, you didn't have any serious crimes in life, but after you died, you first escaped from my hand, Now you are seizing the body of a living person, these are serious crimes, don't you want to be a human in your next life?"
The security guard stared at his red eyes, his body trembled slightly, and transparent liquid leaked out from the corner of his mouth, and he said inarticulately: "I don't want another life! Don't reincarnate, don't die! My warning, don't mess with me! There are so many dead souls in the world, why should they stare at me!"
Mu Rong squinted his eyes, his expression became colder: "You think you'll be fine if you hide in the body of a living soul?"
With a "crash", a black iron chain as thick as a baby's arm appeared out of thin air on Murong's hand.
The security guard glanced at the iron chain, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled strangely: "Murong, do you dare? Open your ghost eyes and see? The owner of this body is plagued by bad luck, and his fortune is very low. I'm sick again, and my soul is very unstable, if you force me, he won't be able to survive!"
Murong took a deep breath, with a dangerous warning look in his eyes, he stared firmly at the security guard's eyes, but he didn't move.
The security guard laughed more and more wildly, and spread far in the empty neighborhood, he backed up slowly: "Don't follow! Otherwise I'll be bumped to death!" After speaking, he turned and ran.
Mu Rong watched the security guard disappear from her sight, and didn't chase after him. She sighed leisurely, and looked up at the sky. The east was pale, and it was time for her to return to her physical body.
Unexpectedly, Huang Yanan's power became so strong that he could possess himself...
Murong floated back to 403, floated to the front of the bed, lay back, and as the two figures completely overlapped, the girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.
Murong raised his hand and took off the talisman paper on his forehead, put it under the pillow, got up and got out of bed, stepped on the wet floor with bare feet, and tidied up.
Early the next morning, Murong took the initiative to go downstairs to 302 and knocked on the door.
"Who is it!"
"Hello, I am a resident of 403 upstairs."
When Shufen heard this, she was furious, pushed the door open, and shouted recklessly: "You can be regarded as coming back, take a look, look, our house was soaked in water? This headlight..."
The woman's voice stopped abruptly, and Mu Rong took out a stack of pink notes from the bag, shook them in front of the woman's eyes, threw them back into the paper bag with a "snap", and handed the bag to Shufen.
"I'm sorry big sister, I was not at home yesterday and the faucet burst. I will fully compensate you for your loss. Do you think this is enough?"
There was a polite smile on Murong's face, her tone was gentle, but there was no warmth in her eyes, as if her words and deeds were just mechanically executing a certain fixed procedure.
Shufen took the bag and looked inside. Not only was it enough, but there was still more, she immediately turned her anger into joy.
"Oh, girl, this property is really good. The waterproofing is not good at all. I will have to go to them in a while. They charge so much property fees a year, and it doesn't matter. Your faucet is bursting. Do you want it?" Come with me? See if the loss at home can be recovered?"
"I won't go, then eldest sister, you are busy first, I will go back first?"
"Alas, that's fine, if you have nothing to do, come and drop by the house!"
The moment Mu Rong turned around, the polite smile on his face disappeared.
Instead of going home, she went straight downstairs to the parking lot and walked to the corner where a mountain bike was parked.
Murong is very busy.
During the day, he is the owner of a paper-making shop, serving the living, earning some money, and supporting his body.
At night, he acts as an agent of the god of death, serving the underworld, accumulating virtue, and saving his mother.
It takes 15 minutes by bike to get to the store. In the past few years, Huahuajia has started to implement cremation. As an advanced model city, Sanyang City is one of the pilot cities.
The funeral center had just been completed at the end of the previous year, and it was located on the outskirts of the city.
As soon as the funeral center was completed, the housing prices in the vicinity plummeted. Many residents were very dissatisfied with this, and those who had the conditions chose to move out. Murong seized this opportunity and bought 403 in a certain building of Xinxin Homeland at a very cheap price. Number.
Fifteen minutes further west by bike from Murong's paper-making shop is the Sanyang City Funeral Center. Due to the favorable location, the paper-making shop's business is pretty good.
On the way, Murong stopped in front of a breakfast shop. The proprietress saw Murong, and walked over with two bags in her hands with a smile.
It contained a cup of sugar-free soy milk and four vegetable bags; Murong hung the bag on the handlebar of the bicycle and nodded to the proprietress.
"Today is also 3.5 yuan, and there are 262 yuan and 50 yuan left!"
The proprietress watched Murong walk away, and shook her head: "This girl, she hasn't changed after eating for two years."
Murong parked his bicycle, took a plastic bag, took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket, bent down to unlock the lock, lifted it up, and with a "crash", the iron door rolled up.
With a sound of "huh", a dark wind blew inside the store, and Murong walked in with a cold face.
The shop was converted from an old garage, and there are many "big pieces" inside, such as paper-made cattle and white horses, little people in pink and green clothes, all without eyes.
Of course, there are other "transportation vehicles" such as sedan chairs and sailboats; and a large number of incense candle supplies and wreaths with blank elegiac couplets.
After turning on the lights, the shop was still a bit gloomy. She walked to the desk, opened the bag and ate breakfast.
The author has something to say: Xinkeng, I wish you all a happy New Year's Day~ Memoda.
In 2018, I hope we can walk together hand in hand.