Relocation Brigade

Among the people present, only the policeman was not in the situation, thinking that Zhang Xiaoxia was thinking about her child, and had an auditory hallucination, "Sister Zhang, Xiaobao is no longer here."

Zhang Xiaoxia looked at Zhao Xunchang and Chen Ling begging for help, a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared between the three of them, as if there was some unspeakable secret hidden.

The policeman raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, intending to finish what he hadn't finished asking, so he contacted Gao Qing's husband after a while, wanting to know more about it from the side.

Coincidentally, Gao Qing's husband is also surnamed Gao.

Mr. Gao drove over in less than 10 minutes after receiving the call. It was the well-dressed young man who was kicked out by Gao Qing earlier.

After getting off the car, Mr. Gao did not enter the house in a hurry, but stood in the open space outside the villa, talking to the young man with a bun who had been following him all the time, swipe his fingers quickly, and looked quite irritable.

Standing by the window, Chen Ling saw the two of them come in after three to five minutes. As soon as they entered, he heard Mr. Gao apologize to the police, saying that his wife had a bad temper and was taking care of her.

There was a cold snort of contempt from the side, and when he looked sideways, the master who had been silent all this time was looking at the young man with the bun with a smile that was not a smile.

The young man lifted his eyelids, glanced over lazily, then took the sandalwood beads from his left wrist, and walked towards this side while chanting.

From the moment he entered the door, he recognized that the old and the young were walking with him. After standing still, he took out a business card and handed it over.

Chen Ling took it and looked at it. The young man's surname is Wu and his name is Bufan.

The business scope is stated at the bottom of the business card, from geomancy to fortune-telling, there is nothing he can't do.

all-rounder.

Chen Ling put on his business card calmly, thinking of the ambiguous smile on Master's face, he felt that Master Wu in front of him must be a person with a story.

Mr. Gao cooperated with the police very well. He would answer whatever the police asked. When he encountered a question he couldn’t answer, he politely said, “Comrade police, wait a moment. I’ll go ask my wife.”

Turning his back, the smile on his face faded, and his eyes were filled with helpless anger and fear that he was about to face.It's hard to ignore such intense emotions.

When Mr. Gao's back disappeared on the stairs, Chen Ling tilted his head slightly, and whispered: "Master, I think..."

"If my guess is right," the black figure called towards him, blocking the conversation between the master and the apprentice.Chen Ling raised his head, and heard Master Wu, who was standing in front of him again, say, "The two of you must have come here because of the Gao family's order."

After waiting for a while, seeing that the two of them did not speak, Master Wu knew that he had guessed right, so he turned sideways to block the gaze of the policeman behind him, and threatened in a low voice, "If you are sensible, get out of here quickly."

Chen Ling: "Ms. Gao's child is really so difficult?"

"That's something that has become a thing. If you don't have enough knowledge, if you want to touch him, you're just looking for a dead end." Master Wu raised his chin, and picked up the speed of playing with the beads on his bracelet. "Don't give up your life for money."

Chen Ling: "..."

He just lied casually based on the quarrel he heard in the afternoon and Zhang Xiaoxia's description of the child, but he didn't expect to cheat the truth!

Zhao Xunchang stroked his gray eyebrows, and praised the little apprentice with his eyes for doing a good job, and then stay calm and don't be impatient.

His own warning didn't work. Master Wu looked at the calm-faced master and apprentice, and felt that the fist hit the cotton, instead of scaring them away, he felt aggrieved instead!

He gritted his teeth and said "If you're injured or dead, don't blame me for not reminding you" and stood back to his original position, and returned to the standing posture that Mr. Gao had left before he left.

Chen Ling was speechless, this is a fake person design, the client is a high-cold master, and once the client leaves, he becomes a bully who encloses the territory.He has never been outside, so he really doesn't know. It turns out that retaining customers not only requires scheming, but also acting skills.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the second floor was extremely quiet, neither Mr. Gao's footsteps nor Gao Qing's screams came down.

The police couldn't sit still: "I'll go up and have a look."

He hurried up to the second floor, and a closed door in front of him was slammed open. Mr. Gao rushed out in horror. His foot seemed to be injured, and he fell to the ground in two steps.

Feeling a pair of warm hands pulling him up, Mr. Gao's slack eyes flickered, he saw who was coming, he grabbed the policeman's arm and shouted in panic, "Go, go!"

That damn expression sent chills down the spine. Out of some inexplicable intuition, the police followed his strength and ran downstairs together.

The living room was brightly lit, and with so many people present, Mr. Gao's mood gradually stabilized, but no matter how the police asked him, he kept silent about what happened on the second floor.

Holding his forehead with a splitting headache, he said to the policeman, "Comrade policeman, I have already forwarded your previous question to my wife, and she said that she doesn't even know where Xiaobao's grave is."

The policeman recorded it down word by word, knowing that he had no need or reason to stay, and looked at Zhang Xiaoxia hesitantly.

Without evidence, it is slander and slander. Zhang Xiaoxia knew that she could do nothing with her own words, so she sighed, forced a smile and said to the police, "Thank you for making this trip."

The police car parked outside the villa quickly drove away. Mr. Gao still had something to say to Master Wu alone, resisting his exhaustion, he issued an order to evict the rest of them in a kind manner.

Before leaving the door, Chen Ling turned back suddenly and gave out a yellow talisman folded into a triangle.

"Mr. Gao, this is an exorcism talisman drawn by me. You should bring it with you. It's an apology for our disturbance."

Master Wu stood behind Mr. Gao and sneered. The exorcism talisman is a talisman that can only be drawn by infusing one's own spiritual power into the talisman paper. The strength of spiritual power depends on the practitioner's talent level in addition to years of dedicated practice.

A young man with no hair at all can draw a fart!

Clearly a liar!

Mr. Gao thanked him faintly, and threw the magic talisman on the coffee table casually, probably startled by something, he shook a bit, quickly grabbed the triangular yellow talisman, and stuffed it into the pocket of his trousers.

Together with the master, Chen Ling sent Zhang Xiaoxia to the door of the house before leaving. The master and apprentice walked along the country road one after the other.

Zhao Xunchang suddenly said, "Why didn't I know you could draw talismans?"

"I just drew it a few days ago." Chen Ling sighed, "When I was drawing, my hands were numb and sore, and my writing was sluggish. I almost made a mistake in one of the strokes!"

Zhao Xunchang's heart was vomiting blood. Back then, he was nearly 40 years old before he could barely draw a complete basic talisman!

It really is people comparing people, it makes people mad.

"It's nothing, just practice more, if you have nothing to do, just meditate more, and when your magic power is higher, it will be smooth to draw." Zhao Xunchang paused for a moment, and asked about other things, "I haven't asked you in detail, it's my first time to work , how is the performance."

Chen Ling said modestly: "Maybe it's not good, I recorded a video, you can watch it."

Zhao Xunchang took the mobile phone from the young apprentice, without dragging the progress bar, and carefully looked at every detail. Except for some small flaws that can be ignored, overall it is quite good.

Seeing Master's eyes, Chen Ling knew that he had passed the test, so he couldn't help but straighten his back and bend his lips to wait for the praise.

Zhao Xunchang's evaluation only had two words: "Not bad."

Master is so strict, a sentence of "it's not bad", rounded up is a very good meaning!

Glancing at the little apprentice who was smiling with crooked eyes, Zhao Xunchang held back a smile and handed the phone back, "Don't be proud."

Chen Ling raised his hand to promise that he would redouble his efforts and not be arrogant or impetuous.

Zhao Xunchang nodded in relief, and suddenly changed the subject, with his arms behind his back, and he said with a deep expression: "If you have anything else to ask, just ask."

The kid peeked at him several times along the way, and he must have something in his heart.

"Master, you can see it." Chen Ling was a little embarrassed, looked down at his toes for a while, and asked the question that had been lingering in his heart for two days, "Master, you said that the old ancestor of the Jiang family has really died. Entered reincarnation, reincarnated?"

It's good not to mention it, but when he mentioned it, he remembered the large robe that covered his head. At that time, his vision was only darkness, and there were buzzing voices in his ears.

For some reason, he thought of the brides who got married in ancient times, didn't they just cover their heads and be surrounded by people all the way!

"What are you suspecting?" Zhao Xunchang hit the nail on the head.

Chen Ling said bluntly: "Since I took the order from Jiang's family, strange things have happened around me again. And there are so many people present, why did that dress fly on my head?"

Zhao Xunchang rarely showed hesitation: "Actually, I discussed this matter with your uncles in the afternoon, and their answers..."

The next words are a bit difficult to say.

Chen Ling opened his eyes strangely: "Master, what did the uncles say?"

"You..." Zhao Xunchang suddenly felt that it was too difficult for him. He took several deep breaths, and in the innocent eyes of the obedient apprentice, he said with difficulty: "You have been spotted by the ancestor of the Jiang family."

Chen Ling: "..."

Zhao Xunchang: "Strictly speaking, if the husband dies, the wife who is still alive must hold the ashes of the husband. If it is the body, the wife must walk in front of the coffin with the deceased husband's tablet. The same is true for moving the grave."

Chen Ling: "..."