Sang Yu happily entered the door, flew over and gave Mu Rong a big hug, wrapped her arms around Mu Rong's neck and said happily: "My sister agrees with our matter!"
Looking at Sang Yu, Mu Rong couldn't be happier, her mind is full of what happened in Yuexiang Village.
Sang Tong stood on the wind-fixing pile, overlooking Yuexiang Village indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.
Manipulating thousands of purple lightnings blasted the entire Yuexiang Village into scorched earth.
Sang Yu didn't notice Murong's strangeness: "We bought a lot of vegetables and came back. My sister is already cooking. I'll go over and help. You can go to work after eating?"
"good."
Sang Yu looked around and asked, "Where is Yanyan?"
"She went out with Ah Miao, and may come back later."
"Then I'll go first."
"Um."
This incident had a great impact on Luo Ruyan. In order to avoid letting Sang Yu see the clue, she took the initiative to hide.
The dinner was very sumptuous, except for two vegetarian dishes specially made for Su Sifang, the rest were all Sichuan dishes.
Sang Tong opened a bottle of beer for himself, then poured a glass of juice for Mu Rong himself, and raised the glass: "Come, let's have a drink."
Sang Yu was biting her chopsticks, brows brimming with happiness, Mu Rong picked up the cup and touched Sang Tong, and Sang Tong drank it down: "You guys are doing well."
It should be a happy dinner, but the atmosphere is a little cold.
Murong hardly spoke, while Sang Tong poured himself a drink.
She used to be a teetotaler, but after recovering, she suddenly fell in love with alcohol.
Su Sifang ate his vegetarian meal silently, strictly keeping his food and sleeping habits quiet.
Sang Yu silently served Sang Tong and Mu Rong with food, and if you understand it carefully, it is not difficult to find that there is a discord between them.
Sang Tong put the empty bottle on the ground, picked up another bottle of cold beer, stretched out a hand from the side, and put it on Sang Tong's hand holding the bottle opener: "Senior Sister Tong, drink for pleasure and hurt your body." .”
Sang Tong smiled noncommittally and took Su Sifang's hand away, staring at the empty cup in front of him like a joke, and said, "Since he is destined to become a saint in the flesh, it's better not to worry too much about it in the world of mortals."
"Boom" the bottle cap was opened, the orange liquid poured too quickly, the white foam overflowed the edge, and flowed along the outer wall of the cup to the finger of the person holding the cup, but she didn't notice it.
Sang Yu's eyes lingered on the faces of Su Sifang and Sang Tong. Mu Rong put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a paper towel: "Thank you for the hospitality. I'm going to work first."
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When Mu Rong came to the roof of Shanyang Central Hospital, Hao Jiefang was already waiting there, smoking on the railing, when he saw Mu Rong jump off.
Mu Rong flipped his palm, and a small pocket appeared in his palm, and the talisman paper on the pocket was uncovered, followed by a puff of green smoke, Second Sister Liu.
"I'm talking about Mu Rong. I'm also a ghost servant who has been sealed by Yin. You ask me to do these trivial things every day. Isn't it a bit overkill?"
"You didn't give me this idea? Besides, Second Sister Liu is a more authentic rootless soul than Ah Miao. What if she wakes up midway or gets caught?"
"Well, I can't say no to you! Anyway, it's only been a few days, and this method may not be effective. If she still can't wake up after forty-nine days, she can only wait for the aura to be exhausted and disappear."
"I know, thank you."
Mu Rong handed Liu Erjie to Hao Jiefang and went to the hospital to seduce her soul.
Hao Jiefang said: Second Sister Liu was pressed under the magic circle for too long, and her five orifices were blocked and her soul was damaged. She needs to be exposed to the moonlight for forty-nine days. Nourish her with the moon's yin energy, and maybe she can wake up.
Through the glass wall of the ICU, you can see that the time above the head of the old man lying on the hospital bed has entered the countdown.
Murong frowned, turned her head to look at the end of the corridor, and then her phone rang.
Seeing the number above, Murong picked up in a daze: "Yang Ke'er?"
"Excuse me, are you Mu Rong?"
"it's me."
"I have something urgent to ask for your help, is it convenient to find you now?"
"Can you wait for a while? I have a job in hand now. I'll call you after I send this person away."
"Are you in Shanyang Central Hospital?"
"Um."
"I'm just outside, can I come and see you?"
"come on."
Just now she noticed a strong ghostly aura coming from the end of the corridor, and sure enough Yang Ke'er appeared in that direction.
Yang Ke'er floated over quickly: "Murong!"
Murong looked at the time: "Say something."
"Sorry to interrupt your work, this matter is about Liu Hongde."
"What's up with him?"
"I feel that he has a bloody disaster, and no matter how I block it, the bloody aura has not disappeared. It has become more and more frequent in the past few days. He almost had a car accident several times last week. I want you to take a look what's going on."
"Don't you hate him?"
Yang Ke'er replied without thinking: "Hate!"
"Then what?"
"When I first got married to him, all I thought about was how to kill him every day. I would always wrap around him and cover the fire on his head, so that bad luck would affect his health and career. Trough."
A gleam of light flashed in Yang Ke'er's eyes, and his face was filled with a distorted joyful expression of revenge.
"Ghost marriage is a very magical thing, especially like the unequal contract between me and him that respects me. The longer we get along, the more I can control everything about him. Once he was almost killed by me. Halfway out, I saw a black mark flash across his forehead, that mark exuded a strong resentment, and dragged its soul to a strange place, I was also a person who died once, I know that It is definitely not the underworld who is seducing his soul, so he used the dark marriage contract to force his soul back."
"I only recently learned about that mark. Liu Hongde and the people in his entire village are very special. Their souls do not belong to the underworld. I don't know where they will go when they die."
Yang Ke'er looked confused, and murmured: "How could this be? If he dies, will this ghost marriage still be useful?"
"I have no idea."
Yang Ke'er lowered her head, bit her lower lip and remained silent for a long time: "Murong, can you please save him?"
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"I know this request is a bit inappropriate, but I really can't find anyone else to help me. I thought that a wolf-hearted person like him would not get the chance to reincarnate so quickly. We can at least be a century-old couple , He will never abandon me after being married to the ghost... I really don't know it will be like this! Now his body is a mess by me, and there is a bloody light floating on the top of his head, maybe even I can't keep him next time, Mu Rong, help me! Please!"
Mu Rongxiu frowned slightly: "Liu Hongde's matter is a debt owed by his ancestors, so it's inconvenient for me to tell you more. If you do many unrighteous actions, you will kill yourself. He caused you to become like this. Why do you still want to save him?"
Yang Ke'er's eyes flickered: "Even I can't tell whether I still love him or am obsessed with death. I hate him! But I never really wanted to harm him. "
Yang Ke'er smiled sadly, and looked straight at Mu Rong: "Do you know how lonely it is to be a ghost? Although this ghost marriage is respected by me, this is the world after all. I can't be too far away from him. I look at him every day." , watching him live happily, watching him gradually forget me, watching him have friends and life, but what about me? No one can see me, everything I say and do is a one-man show! I hate him, I To let him die, I want his family to feel the pain of my parents. Only when he is dead... can he see me. I want to tell him that there is a god in his head. I want to see with my own eyes. The expression on his face! I'm going to throw the ghost marriage contract in his face! Heh, it's not as good as God's fortune, this heartbroken person has no next life, if he dies, it's an extravagant hope for me to stay by his side and torture him."
Mu Rong listened quietly to Yang Ke'er's words, and seeing her covering her face with her hands, felt a sense of pity, and blurted out in a low voice: "Sorrow, sorrow, resentment, hatred, separation of love, not being able to do what one wants; Suffering, death is suffering, reincarnation is suffering, why are you suffering?"
Yang Ke'er didn't hear this sentence clearly, she tugged on Mu Rongkuan's cuff, and begged, "Help me, I'm the one who killed him, if I didn't get in the way, he shouldn't have died so early!"
Murong sighed softly: "You go back first, and come to the paper-making shop another day, I still have to work."
Yang Keer was overjoyed: "You agreed!?"
"I'm just a poor man with limited abilities. However, there may be someone who can help you. Let's talk about it in the shop another day. The time for the people inside is up."
"Then I'll go back first." Yang Ke'er left in a hurry, Liu Hongde's body was very weak, she wanted to guard him.
The next day, Yang Keer came to the paper-making shop as soon as it opened.
Mu Rong came out of his body and brought Yang Ke'er to Sang Tong's side, and introduced: "Sang Tong, this is Yang Ke'er, you have met before."
Sang Tong thought for a while before replying: "Oh, the one who got married in the dark."
"She asks you for help with something, and I will pay the expenses involved."
Sang Tong glanced at Mu Rong and became interested: "What's the matter?"
Murong looked into Sang Tong's eyes: "It's Liu Hongde's business."
Sang Tong was obviously stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then crossed his hands on the desk: "Let's talk."
Mu Rong's heart sank, and Sang Tong's reaction seemed normal, but it was full of doubts.
She was disgusted by Liu Hongde first, and then suffered such a serious injury in Yuexiang Village. According to her previous personality, she should have shown displeasure even if she didn't immediately refuse.
Mu Rong's fist under the sleeve clenched: Sang Tong is really the murderer.
The author has something to say: Hey, I have to sleep.
This chapter was written yesterday, and I owe everyone a chapter that will not be delayed indefinitely. One is that my physical condition is not very good during this period.
The second is that something happened today, and my lungs were about to explode.
My friend sent me a video of a suspected stepmother beating a 5.6-year-old girl with headshots. I found the address based on the phone number captured in the video, and then called the local child protection agency. In the end, I couldn't bear it and added the area code to dial the local Yaoyaoling.
Yaoyaoling said that the case has been filed and is under investigation, let me pay attention to the notice, I will go to the official website to have a look next week.
The child was beaten and rolled all over the yard, and his head was shot with an iron clothes hanger and slippers.