Mu Rong grabbed Hao Jiefang: "Didn't you say that the soul eaten by the Pipa ghost king can never be reborn? I have seen Qu Tingting's past, she only asked for money and did not harm anyone, and her life is not long, so it is considered When it comes to the due punishment, the punishment of not being reincarnated forever is really too serious."
"Then what can I do? I can only blame her for being greedy. If she lives in peace and order, she won't be able to provoke the ghosts of the five directions and become obsessed with them."
"Hao Jiefang, do you know why there are more people in hell every year?"
"Hmph, you deserve to be depraved, you deserve it!"
"Then do you think my mother should stay in Tiewei Mountain? She has lived her life diligently and fearfully, why did she end up like this?"
Hao Jiefang was at a loss for words for a while, and Mu Rong continued: "No one is born to be a bad person. If there was someone who could stand up and help my mother, even if she called the police or encouraged her to go for a divorce, why would she go to the police station?" That step? In the past, I restrained myself and forced myself to separate from the whole world. Since I met my mother, many of my thoughts have changed, and..." Sang Yu's figure flashed in Murong's mind, but she didn't say it out .
"You're right, I really can't take care of everything, but I can at least let myself stop being indifferent. I know that Qu Tingting may never be reborn, so is it wise to protect her life just because the other party is the Pipa ghost king?"
"Murong, a wise man is only wise if he does what he can. I told you this truth when you were young."
"ah!!!"
A scream pierced the night sky, and Murong glanced in Qu Tingting's direction. The argument with Hao Jiefang was too serious just now, and the person disappeared!
"It's up to you, we each reserve our opinions."
Hao Jiefang looked at Murong's back and cursed fiercely, but ran after him.
The two passed through the wall and saw Qu Tingting standing on the sofa wrapped in a blanket and screaming. A group of mice appeared out of nowhere and blocked the living room, and there were countless big cockroaches in the gaps between the mice. .
Even Mu Rong and Hao Jiefang felt scalp numb when they met, let alone Qu Tingting.
Murong had seen such a large group of rats.
However, this group of mice is very different from the descendants of Grandma Hui. Their bodies have a pungent stench, and some of their skin is wet with all kinds of stinky and unknown mucus. The traces of wisdom are so filthy and disorderly.
"Help me, save me!"
"Stand on the sofa and don't move, don't rush over! I can't touch you in this state, so don't move, rescue will come soon!"
As soon as Murong's words fell, these mice suddenly fell to the ground with a "squeak" in unison, as if they had eaten strong rat poison together and fell to the ground, convulsing in pain.
Qu Tingting covered her ears with her hands, stomped her feet while standing on the sofa, and screamed loudly with her eyes closed.
Murong watched helplessly as these rats struggled and twitched more and more frequently, blood with a foul smell flowed from their mouths, and then died.
On the floor of the 100-square-meter living room, there was a layer of rat corpses.
The stench became stronger and stronger, stimulating the people in the room to vomit.
Hao Jiefang couldn't take it anymore, covered his mouth and rushed out.
Mu Rong was also nauseated but managed to hold back, floating above the mouse corpse enduring the discomfort and comforting Qu Tingting.
The mice died, but the cockroaches did not.
The dense cockroaches wanted to crawl up the sofa, Qu Tingting picked up a cushion and attacked vigorously, and when she bent down, the stench penetrated into her nostrils.
With a sound of "Wow", Qu Tingting vomited.
It can be said that the scene in the Qu family is very chaotic. Mu Rong loves cleanliness and has a cleanliness habit. Letting her stay in such an environment is more painful than cutting her with a knife.
Suddenly, the cockroaches spread their wings and flew up!
Cockroaches in the north are small and can't fly. It's the first time for Mu Rongchang to see a flying cockroach. After a short shock, Qu Tingting rolled her eyes and passed out.
"Qu Tingting!"
"Vulcan, Fengshen is calling!"
A scorching heat wave came from behind Mu Rong, and Sang Tong stood at the door holding the Five Emperors Bronze Coin Sword, with two talismans attached to the sword.
These flames seem to be alive, starting from the door and avoiding the furniture and accessories in the house, only burning the corpses of mice.
The stench was dissipated a lot, and replaced by a smell of burnt meat. Murong frowned and fought against the strong discomfort coming from her chest. I am afraid that she will never eat barbecue again in this life.
Those flying cockroaches did not escape the pursuit of the flames, and they were reduced to ashes in mid-air.
Fortunately, the smell didn't last too long. After the flames, there was another gust of wind, which completely dispelled the smell that permeated the air.
Qu Tingting floated up in the air, her clothes fluttering, Sang Tong used the Qingfeng Art to lift her out.
Murong hurried out of the room, stopped at the door and bent over to retch but could spit out everything.
It's late autumn and the air is a little cool, there is no wind, and it's a little stuffy.
With a bang, all the lighting facilities in Qu Tingting's house were broken, and the whole villa was plunged into darkness.
Mu Rong supported the wall with one hand, pinched his waist with the other and panted heavily, Hao Jiefang was smoking a cigarette not far away, and Sang Tong slowly put Qu Tingting on the lawn and looked up at the sky.
A black cloud drifted towards the full moon in the middle of the sky without wind, and said, "It's coming."
"Sang Tong."
"Um?"
"Pipa Ghost King has profound mana, we are probably no match."
Sang Tong simply sat on the ground, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and replied softly: "I know."
She saw Mu Rong's puzzlement, and said patiently: "The teaching I received at the beginning is to help the world and save people. Since there are monsters that cause harm to the world, I will never be a deserter. Besides, as a special As a member of the Incident Management Bureau, it is my duty to protect the citizens of the Flower Planters from being infested by evil spirits and monsters. The cannibal soul spreads malaria. We wiped out a team in the bureau and fought with it. Now he has just been reborn. His soul body is extremely weak and needs a lot of soul supplements. You can escape or escape, but I can't; even Qu Ting Ting has her own fault, as long as it is a creature that endangers the citizens of my Huahua family, I will have a fight if I encounter it. Then why not take advantage of his weakest time? Every time he absorbs a soul mana, he will recover one point. Our odds of winning It will be one point lower."
She turned her head to look at Murong: "If you want to leave, go back, Yu Wa'er is waiting for you."
Sang Tong stubbed out the cigarette, put his hands on his sides and leaned back slightly.
The dark clouds had already covered the moon, but the stars in the sky were exceptionally clear. What she wanted to say tonight seemed that Mu Rong's silence didn't affect her mood.
"Look at this day and this place, the flower growers are only so big. We have such a huge population base. We have to find a way to survive. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Bureau did a big cleansing of the heterogeneous across the country, removing almost all those who surrendered. No, those who can escape from us are either smart or we can't do anything about it, such as Yelou River Demon, Pipa Ghost King, mass graves in the northeast of you, Yuexiang from Yuexiang Village, and some who fell into deep sleep We don’t dare to provoke the existence of it.”
Hearing that Sang Tong brought up Yuexiang Village on his own initiative, Mu Rong's heart shuddered. She secretly observed Sang Tong's expression and found that there was no other emotion on the other side's face except emotion.
"These monsters, if they are not handled properly, will bring catastrophe to the world. Although the common people are somewhat superstitious, they cannot accept the appearance of the monsters in the stories. Only when the people's hearts are stable can the society be stable, and flower growers can be healthy. The development has formed a virtuous circle. Our Special Events Management Bureau is an invisible force, facing a war without gunpowder; the sorcery of Fusang, the puppet technique of Goryeo, and the curse technique of sacrifice by foreigners have tried to invade many times. They were all sent back by us."
A harsh brake sound interrupted the peaceful conversation, Sang Tong jumped up and patted the dust off his body and ran towards the door.
"Sister Tong, where do you put the wine after the ten altars?"
"Put five altars in the garden, hurry up!"
"Okay, this is for you, time is running out, can you see if it's pure or not?"
…
Mu Rong's feet seemed to have taken root, she stood motionless and recollected Sang Tong's words.
It is true that she does not have the height of Sang Tong, nor does she have the sense of mission and responsibility.
In the past, she had always treated everything around her indifferently, with a little love in her heart, and she only lived to save her mother.
Later, the appearance of Sang Yu made a small gap in this indifferent tranquility, and Sang Tong, Su Sifang, Zeng Tianhan and others came one after another.
Her peaceful life was completely broken, their words and deeds affected her invisibly, and the real qualitative change came from her mother's words.
What Sang Tong said just now gave Mu Rong a clear understanding.
What followed was a faint sense of loss lingering in her heart. She always felt that she had forgotten a very important thing, like she had forgotten the way home, and could only wander outside in a daze.
"Murong, come help!"
"coming."
In addition to the ten jars of wine, there were two large barrels of red liquid, which Sang Tong said was the blood of the dawn chicken.
The black dog and the yellow rooster are the second sages in the world, the black dog guards the night, and the golden rooster heralds the dawn.
You can't use the blood of a black dog to deal with Pipa Ghost King, as that will only strengthen its strength, and the blood of Xiao Xiao Jinji is the best.
After the altar table was set up, Sang Tong asked Qu Tingting to be carried over. With the altar table as the center and a radius of two meters, a circle was drawn with chicken blood.
Murong Xing closed his eyes slightly and pinched the brush in his hands, recalling the mysterious runes that flashed in his mind that night when he encountered the shadow.
She took a deep breath.
Opening it again, her eyes were full of determination, she solemnly picked up the brush, concentrated all her energy, and made the first stroke.
The author has something to say: I haven't said anything in the author has something to say for a long time, let's say a few words today.
In this novel, some people came to this world with certain missions. They are temporarily confused and will eventually wake up.
The story continues, time flows, and the characters in the novel change and grow.
I think the unchanging protagonist is the disqualification of the novel.
People are flesh and blood, not NPCs.