Sang Yu hid towards Murong, and asked timidly, "Should we... have to tell the old lady to pay attention to traffic safety?"
Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu who was about to cry from fright, and shook his head: "Go back."
at this time!
The old man with his back turned to them suddenly turned his head and met Sang Yu's eyes.
"ah!!!!!"
The high-decibel screams overwhelmed the decibels of the vehicles at the intersection, and spread far away.
The old man's eyes seemed to be covered with a white film, the black eyeballs looked blurry, while the white eyeballs were slightly yellowed.
Her face is yellow and old, full of grooves, because she is too thin, there is not a piece of flesh on the whole face, high cheekbones, and sharp chin.
She grinned at Sang Yu, revealing her gums that were almost ground flat, and three or five long, yellow columnar teeth. From the gaps between the teeth, the whitish tongue could be faintly seen.
Just when Sang Yu was about to cry in fright, she was pulled violently by a force and fell into a warm embrace.
After Mu Rong pulled Sang Yu, who was already stiff and didn't know how to move, into his arms, he raised a hand, stroked the back of Sang Yu's head, turned her head, and buried her on his shoulders, interrupting Sang Yu's being trapped by the old man. "Attract" the gaze.
Xu Huan looked at Sang Yu and the old man. The old man was a little surprised at first, then turned his gaze to Mu Rong, smiled, and fixedly stared into Mu Rong's eyes. The two of them looked at each other for a full ten seconds.
But the old man didn't see what she expected in Murong's eyes. In those deep and quiet eyes, there were indifference, contempt, sullenness, and pity.
It seems that there is nothing, nothingness.
Shocked by such gazes, the old man froze his smile, took the initiative to withdraw his gaze, and turned his head.
It took a long time for Sang Yu to come back to her senses. She was lying on Mu Rong's shoulders, her body trembling slightly, holding onto the hem of Mu Rong's clothes with both hands, and crying, "Murong~"
Hearing such a voice, Murong's heart moved, a little pity surged up, he patted Sang Yu's back, and softly comforted him: "Don't be afraid."
Sang Yu sniffed, and tears accidentally dripped onto Murong's shoulder: "Hmm~"
After thinking for a while, Murong patted Sang Yu's back again.
Sang Yu raised her head, saw that Murong was looking at her seriously, and then said solemnly: "That old lady may be in the late stage of cataract."
Sang Yu was startled, laughing through tears, never thought that Mu Rong could say such a sentence, but it seemed to make sense, thinking about it this way, Sang Yu felt that she was not so afraid.
Murong breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was soft, and the corner of his mouth flashed: "Let's go back."
"Hmm~!"
Before leaving, she took another look at the top of the old man's head, it was still empty, and left with Sang Yu.
Back at Xinxin's home, she went up to the fourth floor, but Sang Yu didn't enter the house for a long time. She lowered her head, and her whole body exuded nostalgia.
Murong didn't say a word, and stood quietly by Sang Yu for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door of 402 for Sang Yu.
Sang Tong opened the door and was surprised to see Mu Rong: "You're back?"
"Um."
Sang Yu entered 402, Murong took out the key and opened the door of 403.
Ah Meow swooped and hung onto Murong's body: "Master Murong~ I miss you so much~"
After finishing speaking, she moved her nose and sniffed, and sat on Murong's shoulder contentedly: She really likes Master Murong's breath~.
That night, Mu Rong's soul came out of his body to seduce his soul, and he couldn't bear Ah Miao's softness and stubbornness, so he handed over his body.
At around twelve o'clock, Ah Miao was humming a ditty and preparing ingredients for egg fried rice when there was a knock on the door.
She came to the door and leaned on the cat's eye, and it was Sang Tong standing outside.
"Lord Murong... not at home, come back tomorrow."
"Open the door!"
Ah Meow shivered, and opened the door for Sang Tong.
Sang Tong entered the room, and without further ado, he pasted the soul-shocking talisman "picked up" at Mu Rong's house on Ah Miao's forehead.
With a "bang", Mu Rong's body fell on his back on the floor of the living room.
"Ah! What are you doing? What if you broke Lord Murong!"
Turning her head, meeting Sang Tong's cold gaze, she immediately shut up.
"I remember that Mu Rong gave you a mobile phone, right?"
"Um… "
"Call her."
"yes."
Ah Miao took out the big pear X and dialed Mu Rong's phone.
"Hello."
"Master Murong, that, the eldest sister is looking for you."
"Sang Yu has a fever and is talking nonsense, ask Murong where she took Sang Yu during the day!"
Ah Miao repeated it, and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "I can't say a few words clearly, please let her wait for a while, there is one last one tonight, and I will go back in half an hour."
After Ah Miao finished repeating what Mu Rong said, Sang Tong took off the talisman paper on Mu Rong's body, turned and left.
Half an hour later, Mu Rong showed up at 402, very punctual.
Sang Tong was putting on the anti-fever stickers for Sang Yu, and Sang Yu had a painful expression, her eyes were closed, her hands were scratching from time to time, she was talking nonsense, calling her parents for a while, and Sang Tong for a while. The word "Murong" will pop up.
Sang Tong looked at Sang Yu with pity in her eyes. She took Sang Yu's hand and comforted her softly: "My sister is here, don't be afraid."
"Where did you and my younger sister go during the day?"
"I met an old lady who burned papers and cursed living people during the day. That person was a bit weird, and she suddenly turned around and smiled at Sang Yu. Sang Yu was frightened."
Sang Tong tucked the blanket for Sang Yu: "Su Sifang, help me take care of Sang Yu."
"Okay, Senior Sister Tong."
"Take me to the place where the paper was burned."
Sang Tong first went to the bathroom to wash his face seriously, rinse his mouth, wash his hands, and then went out with Mu Rong carrying a lockbox.
Along the way, both of them had a cold face, but their temperaments were very different.
Mu Rongzhou wore an aura that strangers should not enter, although his expression was cold, his eyes were indifferent.
As for Sang Tong, who was on the verge of rage, his serious expression was full of hostility.
When we arrived at the intersection, it was past one o'clock, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street, and there were very few vehicles.
Mu Rong pointed to the place where the old man burned the paper: "It's here."
"One thing to trouble you."
"explain."
"Please take this burning paper point as the center of the circle, with a radius of ten meters, and a height of about 1.6 meters, draw a dharma wall to protect the soul."
"good."
Murong waved the brush in his hand, with the intensity of painting a whole building last time, this time the Dharma Wall is much easier.
During the whole process, Sang Tong kept looking at Mu Rong. Seeing that Mu Rong was drawing faster and faster, she put on her sunglasses and saw the glittering golden Dharma wall this time, which was dazzling like never before.
Sang Tong took off his sunglasses and was horrified: How many days did it take? Why is Murong's mind power so strong again!
"It's done."
"Thank you, roughly where are you and Sang Yu standing during the day?"
Mu Rong pointed, and Sang Tong nodded, put the combination box on the ground, first took out a bundle of red strings from inside, and surrounded the black trace left on the road with red strings.
After nine laps, the red rope just ran out.
Then he took out the golden rattle from the combination box and held it in his hand. With the other hand, he squeezed a Dharma seal and stood on his chest. He came to the position where Murong pointed and stood still, shook Jin Ling, and stepped out.
"Sangyu, in the year of Yihai, at half a moon, at Zishi, a man born in Sichuan, was frightened this afternoon, and his soul was separated from his body. Disciple Sang Tong, please ask the patriarch to show you the way. If the local land takes in Sangyu Please return your soul quickly."
Sang Tong read it aloud three times in a row, then took out a yellow talisman, held it between two fingers, flicked his wrist, and the talisman burned by itself.
When the talisman paper was half burned, Sang Tong raised his hand and threw the talisman paper in the air.
At this quiet and windless intersection, the paper ash floating in mid-air actually moved by itself!
The talisman fluttered and landed on a place within the range of the dharma wall. With a "shua", Sang Yu in a white nightgown squatted there impressively!
She hugged her arms with both hands, her blurred body curled up into a ball, helpless.
Sang Tong's eyes turned red, and while shaking the bell, he walked slowly to Sang Yu and said softly, "Sang Yu, you're home."
Sang Yu raised her head in a daze, her eyes were blank, and she looked around in a daze.
"Sang Yu, you're home."
Sang Yu stood up and followed behind Sang Tong.
"Sang Yu, you're home."
…
Before Sang Yu walked out of the law wall, without using Sang Tong's words, Murong took out a piece of talisman and stuck it on Sang Yu's body.
Sang Tong nodded gratefully to Mu Rong, and shook the bell in his hand: "Sang Yu, you're home."
In this way, Sang Tong rang the bell every three steps, read the words of calling back the soul, and brought Sang Yu home.
After entering the door, Sang Yu's soul took the initiative to find her body, and lay down.
When the soul returned to the body, Sang Yu's expression relaxed, and his tightly locked eyebrows relaxed.
Whispering: "Sister Tongtong, Mu Rong~"
Sang Tong put away the magic weapon, put the combination box away, washed a towel, and wiped Sang Yu's cheeks.
"Senior Sister Tong, let me read a scripture to the benefactor Xiaosang."
"good."
Sang Tong gave up the bed, and Su Sifang sat on the floor in front of the bed with a wooden fish in his hand.
With the knocking of wooden fish, the sound of Sanskrit sounded.
Mu Rong saw that Su Sifang's body emitted a soft earthy yellow light. After the golden light emitted from her body, it turned into golden "卍" characters one by one with the sound of wooden fish and scriptures, and merged into Sang Yu's body. inside.
"Are you done with your work?"
"Um."
"Then let's take a step to talk."
"good."
Mu Rong and Sang Tong came to the balcony. Sang Tong put his hands in his pockets and looked out the window at night.
After a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "My younger sister is not in good health, I hope you will not get along alone again in the future."
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