Chapter 193

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date="2020-10-22"

title="Chapter 193"

weight="97052"

series = ["My Death God Roommate"]

mode = "manual"

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Sang Tong told several people about the content of the call. Murong said: "The people in this village are very unfriendly. My opinion is that since Hua Fengxue can't be found, I should return to the helicopter immediately, find a place to settle or simply go back to the base and come back another day. It soon became dark and we didn't even have a place to borrow."

Sang Tong certainly knows what Murong said makes sense, but didn't he go back at this time and break through what happened in the village?

"Not Huagu was born at some point, and there is not much time left for us. Hua Fengxue is a trump card. We must find her, or at least ask what happened to this house."

"Aren't you afraid of being killed?"

"Let's go to White Miao and Flower Miao to ask, and try to ask men."

"Let's go."

A few people turned back, and after walking for a while, the surrounding people gradually increased. Murong saw a brightly dressed flower girl, motioned to Sang Tong and walked forward: "Hello, can I bother you for a few minutes to ask about something? ?"

The girl looked up and down Murong, speaking in blunt Mandarin, and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"northeast."

"Why come to our village?"

"Find someone."

A suspicion flashed in the girl's eyes. She crossed Murong and looked back, and saw the crowd of thin women mostly: "Who are you looking for?"

"Do you know why that bamboo building turned into ruins at the end of this road?"

The woman's eyes widened instantly, and her face became unnatural.

She took a step back subconsciously, and walked away like a snake and scorpion. Murong called twice without turning her head back.

Murong turned his head and glanced at Sang Tong, whose heart sank.

What happened here, or what Hua Fengxue did after leaving the Special Event Processing Bureau, the villager clearly knew the ruins and was afraid of it.

What is the ruin that scares her?

Or the people who live in the same place?

Several people continued to move forward and picked a white-miao man with a good face: "Uncle, can I ask you about something?"

The old man took a few mouthfuls of hookah "grumblingly" with a comfortable expression and nodded.

Murong squatted down, looked up at the man and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, do you know what happened to the ruins at the end of this road?"

The old man squinted his eyes, speaking in Mandarin that was more blunt than the White Miao woman just now, and said: "People from outside the village don't care about things."

"Actually, we are here to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Looking for someone who has lived in that building?"

Murong nodded, the old man's complexion sank, and he waved his hands impatiently: "Go go, I don't know about Heimiao."

Murong touched the nail again and returned helplessly.

Sang Yu said, "Sister Tong Tong, should our strategy be changed? Didn't you say that the relationship between White Miao and Black Miao is not good? Why don't we ask the Black Miao directly?"

"But the Black Miao people are too dangerous."

"Shall we pick a man to ask?"

Wang Hao patted Sang Tong on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Did you forget something?"

"what?"

"If you have money, you can make a devil, so dry asking who wants to tell you."

"...I didn't bring any money."

Wang Hao opened the backpack and drew out a few pink tickets, rolled them up in the palm of his hand, and secretly stuffed them to Sang Tong: "Don't reveal the rich, go back and remember to return them to me."

Sang Tong gave Wang Hao a white look: "Stingy."

Wang Hao sternly said: "I do business, it is not easy for me to make money."

Sang Tong walked around the village with people, and saw a lonely young man with a black seedling on a small road. The young man was walking towards them with a scythe in his hand and the chopped firewood on his back.

Sang Tong called the others to stand by and walked over to Murong: "Brother."

The boy jumped back, holding the shining sickle on his chest, looking wary.

Sang Tong smiled, pulling Murong back and taking a step back: "We have no ill intentions. I don't want to ask you for nothing."

Sang Tong waved the ticket in his hand as he said, "Just tell us that the money belongs to you."

For a teenager in this closed village, two hundred dollars is full of temptation.

The boy put down the sickle: "Really give it to me?"

Sang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the country has done a good job in promoting Mandarin. The young man's Mandarin is more standard than the two just now.

"For you, if you can tell us."

The boy put down his sickle and stared at the pink corner of Sang Tong's hand.

Sang Tong and Murong looked at each other, and the two came forward together. Sang Tong lowered his voice and asked, "Is there a person named Hua Fengxue in this village?"

The boy was wary again and the desire in his eyes gradually faded.

Sang Tong made a decisive decision: "You tell me, I will add another two hundred yuan."

"Really?"

"You lied to me with a sickle."

The boy swallowed and said, and looked back cautiously. He saw that there was no one on the road. He swallowed while looking at the money in Sang Tong's hand: "She is dead."

"died!?"

The boy nodded and stretched out his hand to pull the ticket in Sang Tong's hand.

Sang Tong gave the boy 400 yuan but stopped him: "You will answer me a few more questions, one hundred yuan per question."

"You ask!"

"How did Hua Fengxue die?"

"My mother said that she was retribution for using too much Gu. A heavy rain last autumn, lightning struck her house, and she died inside without extinguishing the fire in the house."

Sang Tong drew out a ticket and gave it to the boy, but the boy didn't want to go away because of the sweetness. He looked at Sang Tong with bright eyes.

"What to do?" Murong asked.

Sang Tong sighed softly: "God's will."

"Well, sister, do you have any questions for me?"

Sang Tong shook his head: "Thank you, you can go. Take care of the money so that no one will see it."

The boy licked his chapped lips: "Sister, ask a few more questions, Lady Hua is dead, and now no one dares to mention her except me."

Sang Tong took all the money into the boy's hands, and said with no interest: "Tell me everything you know."

The boy opened his mouth happily. In a simple manner, he took the money but didn't think about anything else. Instead, he thought about it seriously, digging out the things he usually saw and talked about about Hua Fengxue unintentionally.

"Ms. Hua is the most powerful Gu in our village. Even other Gus are afraid of her. I heard my dad say that she is a black seedling born and raised in the village, but the average Gu will never leave the village in her life. She has gone out. I came back a few years later."

"My mother and my aunt accidentally talked about it, saying that after Lady Hua was burned to death, there were a lot of bugs crawling out of her body, there were thousands of them! Those were all the guts that Lady Hua had kept in her body for the rest of her life. And it didn’t look like Lady Hua had been burned to death. On the day of the funeral, I went to steal a glance. There was no trace of scorching on her body, she looked like she was asleep."

"Where is Hua Fengxue buried?"

"do not know."

"How to say?"

"Ms. Hua has no children and no daughters. A few years ago, I did not know where I picked up a baby girl to raise by her side. I listened to my mother and my dad chatting. The black-hearted apprentice Hua took her corpse for training. Gu's."

Sang Tong grabbed the key information and grabbed the boy: "Where is her apprentice now?"

The boy raised his finger to the sharp green mountain not far away: "After the bamboo building was burned, she moved to the mountain alone."

"take me to!"

Unexpectedly, the enthusiastic boy just shook his head into a rattle: "No way, no way, my mother said that Lady Hua was made into a human gu, a cannibal! That mountain is now forbidden, and the villagers chop wood. Go to the back mountain."

"I will add five hundred yuan to you, and you will take us there."

"No, no, you just go straight along this road, and you can see the mountain when you go to the place where Lady Flower used to live. There is only one easy way to go up the mountain. I'm going home, and it will be too late. My mother will scold."

The boy lifted the cloth strip on his shoulders and ran away.

Murong remembered the girl carrying the bamboo basket: "Is the girl we saw in front of Hua Fengxue's house just now her apprentice."

"It should be right, let's go."

When I came to the ruins again, I looked up and saw a winding road uphill, hidden in the lush dense forest.

Sang Tong opened the lockbox and took out a few talisman papers and distributed them to everyone: "This is the newly developed insect repelling talisman with Murong and I. One by one was folded and carried on the body."

The mountain road is very narrow, steep and difficult to navigate. The vegetation on both sides is lush and scratching on them from time to time. Murong opened his backpack and found a long-sleeved dress to put on Sang Yu: "These plants don't know if they are poisonous, be careful."

"how about you?"

Murong shook the wooden stick in his hand: "I just need to be careful, you just wear this one."

Everyone was more or less nervous. The southwest party allowed them to fully appreciate the dangers of the jungle. Everyone was wary of certain animals or poisonous insects suddenly escaping from the grass.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the journey. After more than forty minutes passed, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a platform was excavated halfway up the mountain, and a wooden house built against a tree came into view.

With a sound of "hiss!", two snakes suddenly jumped out to stop the way.

The two snakes shook their bodies and straightened their upper bodies, vomiting letters from time to time and opened their mouths to issue warnings, but they did not attack.

Murong opened his arms to protect Sang Yu. Sang Tong took his saber back a few steps and shouted loudly: "Anyone? We are the old friends of Senior Hua Fengxue. If you don't intend to offend, please show up to the owner!"

No one agreed, Sang Tong shouted again: "We are your master's colleagues during his lifetime, we have important things to look for her!"

With a "creak", the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a slender figure came out from the inside. It was the girl just now.

The girl took off her turban and dangled her blue silk, stood at the door and glanced lightly: "My master has passed away, please go back."

The author has something to say: Today's update is a bit late.