My Death God Roommate

Chapter 17: Huangquan Road

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There was a delay in the line, and there was a commotion in the crowd behind.

"Quiet the sound!" The voice of the land was not loud, but it reached the ears of every soul, and the team immediately returned to order.

Mu Rong looked at the land calmly, and the other party also stared at Mu Rong. The two confronted each other silently, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

I don't know how long it has passed, the Lord of the Land sighed: "Is it because of your mother's business?"

"Um."

"In this world, there are not many people who value filial piety like you. Since you voluntarily bear the consequences, I will not embarrass you. I will hand over all your clothes. If you can come back, I will return them to you."

"good."

The earth snapped his fingers, and a white basket appeared next to the small case, and Murong took out in turn: the soul arresting chain, the soul beating stick, the death book, the dark pen, the earth treasure talisman, the errand order, the requiem bell, the catch The soul hook, mobile phone, and even the black robe on his body were taken off, and they were put into the basket neatly.

The land nodded in satisfaction, took a picture of the small case, and a piece of paper appeared out of thin air, signed and stamped with the seal of Shanyang Land and the City God.

"take it."

"Thank you, Lord Land." Murong took it with both hands, and turned to leave.

"etc."

The earth rummaged through the basket, took out the small black letter and threw it to Murong: "You are different from the dead after all. I think of your filial piety, and I allow you to bring this."

"Thank you Earth Lord!" Murong bowed deeply.

Looking at Murong, Tu Tu whispered, "Forget Soul Water..."

Murong interrupted the next words and said, "I know!"

Land looked at the souls lining up behind him and shut up.

He cast a grateful look at Murong: He almost made a big mistake just now, if the secret leaked from him, the consequences would be disastrous.

Mu Rong left without turning his head. With the movement of his footsteps, the Earth Temple slowly disappeared, hidden in the haze like clouds and fog.

Suddenly, a straight road with no end in sight appeared in front of it. At the intersection stood a huge stone tablet with three powerful characters written on it: Huangquan Road

Fifteen years ago, Murong walked this road, and his memory is still fresh.

Huangquan Road - a road that seems to have no end.

After death, before drinking the forget soul water, people still have some feeling of being alive.

For example: hunger, tiredness, pain, loneliness...

As the saying goes: There is no inn on Huangquan Road, there are no old and young on Huangquan Road, and no one can accompany you if a Huangquan leads to the end.

Murong took a deep breath and stepped up.

With a sound of "swipe", Murong "disappeared".

From the outside of the road, Huangquan Road is still a small road, and there is no pedestrian on it.

And the scene around Mu Rong also changed, the moment she stepped on Huangquan Road.

The fog is everywhere, and the visibility does not exceed two meters. The fog is like a shadow, and it can't be pushed away or blown away.

The sky above the head also became extremely dark, with no sun, no moon, no clouds and no wind, and it was impossible to distinguish the time and direction.

The surrounding environment is extremely quiet, because it is the soul's sake, I can't even hear my own breathing.

Murong stood where he was, closed his eyes, stood like this for a while, and then set off.

"Turn the page~"

Sang Yu clicked on the phone screen according to her words, but her gaze never left Murong who was not far away for a moment.

Three hours have passed, and Sang Yu felt: This is the longest three hours in her more than 20 years.

"Turn the page!"

Sang Yu tapped the phone screen again, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Why are you looking at it so fast, isn't it good-looking?"

"No, no, the reading speed of ghosts is different from that of humans. This book is simply too good-looking!"

Sang Yu sighed, and began to envy Ah Miao's heartlessness.

"Turn the page."

"Ah! You don't have any chrysanthemum coins!"

"ah?"

"Hurry up, recharge quickly, and then give me a full order, ah, don't stop, people don't stop!"

Sang Yu sighed, recharged one hundred chrysanthemum coins, and ordered all the novels.

Seeing Ah Miao watching with gusto, Sang Yu asked curiously, "Is it pretty?"

"What?"

"This... "The Female General and the Princess", huh? This is... a Lily novel?"

"That's right, as a person from the capital of heaven and earth, what's the fuss about Lily's novels? I think it's okay. At the beginning, I felt that the author's writing style was a little immature, but it gradually improved later on. It’s still a bit lacking, but the story is good, do you want to read it too?”

"Let's talk about it later, I can't stand it now."

After finishing speaking, he cast his eyes on Mu Rong again.

"I rely on it!"

Sang Yu was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This princess actually asked the general to marry her younger sister! It's too much, the author of this book must be a victim, this kind of plot can also be imagined, the angry old lady is about to split, turn the page!"

Sang Yu sighed and tapped the phone screen.

Mu Rong counted 80,000 numbers, stopped, pulled off a hair, and wrapped it around his wrist.

Then clear the number to zero and count silently again.

There is no direction or time on the road to Huangquan, she can only rely on this method to keep her sense of time.

The next stop on Huangquan Road is Wangxiangtai, and after that is Egouling, where the real danger begins.

She kept a hand and cheated the land, and she made an appointment with Sang Yu for three days.

The speed of time in the underworld is ten times that of the underworld.

In other words, within a month, she must walk out of Huangquan Road, pass through Wangxiang Terrace, and reach Egou Ridge.

If you can't receive the package, even if you pass the Egou Ridge by chance, you will definitely not be able to pass the Jinji Mountain behind.

She counted 80,000. Excluding the error of dealing with the land, almost a day has passed.

Murong touched his shriveled stomach, licked his pale lips, and was tired and hungry after walking for a day.

And because of the accompanying fog, from a certain point of view, it is like a small movable secret room. Human beings stay in such an environment for a long time, and it is inevitable that the negative emotions in their hearts will be magnified.

This is why, after fifteen years, Murong still remembers this road fresh.

It takes at least a month and a half for someone like Murong to travel with a purpose to walk Huangquan Road. There are many other wandering souls who walk for months, years, or even longer.

There are still some who can't bear the loneliness and pain of this Huangquan Road, and are always lost on the road.

The Underworld set up the Yellow Spring Road to allow the ghosts to wear off their grievances along the way. The effect is also very obvious: most souls will obediently accept their fate after passing the Yellow Spring Road, and willingly go to reincarnation.

Looking around, there is a vast expanse without any direction, but Murong knows: as long as you keep walking forward, you will definitely reach the end.

"Sang Yu, it's twelve o'clock, you should go to bed."

Sang Yu sat on the sofa, curled up her legs, hugged her with her arms, put her chin on her knees, and asked, "Where do you think Murong is now?"

"How do I know? Although I am a ghost, I have never been to the underworld, and I don't want to go to that place. I have a good life now. I have friends and a family, and I don't have to worry about being lost. I also have a boss who runs a bank. "

"Then what do you think the underworld looks like?"

"Maybe it's dark, or else it's very gloomy, and people must be very strange. You can see some at any time, with souls with severed arms and legs floating around."

Ah Meow shuddered, successfully scaring herself.

Sang Yu sighed and didn't answer.

Seeing that Sang Yu had no intention of resting at all, Ah Miao said, "I think you should find something to do. Waiting is the most tormenting thing."

"I know, but I can't concentrate on anything else."

"Sang Yu."

"Um?"

"Tell me the truth, have you fallen in love with Lord Murong?"

"Nothing~ I, I just... How should I put it, I have mixed feelings about Mu Rong."

"Then you speak slowly, and I will help you analyze and analyze, and you must go back to your room to rest after you finish speaking."

"Murong, she is very special. I always feel that I am the most special person. I have been paying attention to it for so many years, and I have never met the second one; but Mu Rong is even more special than me. Not only can she see ghosts, but she can also make friends with ghosts." Dealing with ghosts, the time spent with ghosts is longer than that of people, after knowing this, I am actually quite happy, do you understand, Meow."

"Well, I understand."

How can you not understand? Humans live in groups, and no one wants to be isolated. Before she met Sang Yu, she probably lived the same life. Although her soul was unstable, she had almost forgotten it, but the unforgettable feeling of loneliness was still there. Never dissipated with amnesia.

"Later, you told me about Mu Rong's parents. I felt sorry for her. Although my parents were gone, it was because of a car accident. It was an accident. When they were alive, I got all their love and love." Take care, I had a very happy childhood, but Mu Rong didn't have any of these, Ah Miao, I still can't imagine how desperate it is for a ten-year-old child to choose to commit suicide, just thinking about it makes me feel anxious."

Ah Meow fell silent, and turned her eyes to Mu Rong who was lying on the other side of the sofa, lost in thought.

"So, I just want to treat Mu Rong better, to understand her, and to be friends with her. Through getting along with her, I found that Mu Rong is different from us. She may be a little less human, but she will treat herself more Strict, and the way of thinking about issues, angles, are different from ordinary people, so I feel that no one can criticize her, criticize her, no matter what position she takes."

Murong pulled out a hair, trembling fingers, wrapped around his wrist, his body swayed, and fell forward.

Her legs have changed from numbness to severe pain, every bone in her body is aching, and her stomach is hungry, as if it has been hollowed out. Due to severe lack of water, her lips have cracked fine gaps, but there is no blood, which is hideous. Scars hang on the lips.

The whites of Mu Rong's eyes couldn't stop rolling out, she gritted her teeth tightly, keeping her consciousness clear.

With difficulty, he put his chin on the ground, looked at his left wrist, focused his pupils several times, and finally saw clearly: ten strands of hair had been entangled.

The author has something to say: Huangquan Road, Wangxiang Terrace, Egou Ridge, Jinji Mountain, Wild Ghost Village, Mihun Temple, Fengdu City.

This is the driving route and sightseeing spots of our tourist bus in the next few days. Please draw it with a pen and circle it. It is for the final exam~

It was agreed to update at 8 o'clock, but I will send it out first when I finish writing here. I will write the manuscript for the 18th tomorrow during the day, and it will be sent out at 8 o'clock on time.