Relocation Brigade

"Fuck, Brother Chen, it's another paper doll!" Wu Weiwei exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Yu brought Chen Ling to his eyes with one hand, "Again?"

Chen Ling hung his head honestly, and confessed: "Before I went out to find that girl on the mountain, there was one in the bathroom."

Jiang Yu gave him a warning look, making it clear that he was displeased that he didn't say anything about it.

Let go of your hand, lean over and pick up the paper figurine.

It was blank, without any spells or auras. Of course, this was only for Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei.

I saw Jiang Yu flicked his fingertips on the head of the paper figurine, and a line of strange black runes immediately appeared on the paper figurine's stomach.

Chen Ling: "It's paper figurine!"

Wu Weiwei: "What?"

Chen Ling: "It is also known as paper-cutting into a military technique, or paper folding into a military technique. Those who know this technique can make paper figurines work for them."

"Can it still be like this?" Wu Weiwei carefully thought about the books he had read before, and there were indeed some related content in them. They were large paper figurines used to pay homage to the dead. They were not the size of a palm and seemed harmless. In fact, it is a miniature paper doll with extremely strong attack power.

Chen Ling nodded again and again, actually a little excited: "The paper figurine doesn't eat or drink, and is invulnerable to weapons and guns. It only obeys the master's orders to advance and retreat, and can also help move things to find things...Anyway, it is quite useful."

After listening to Wu Weiwei, he also felt that it was a must-have for home travel. With this thing, who would want to do it by himself.

Thinking of something in a flash, he asked, "But how could Father Huang know such a spell?"

Jiang Yu held the paper figurine in his hand, and a faint blue flame burst out from his palm, "Someone is using his hand to do evil."

Wu Weiwei: "Brother Jiang, you mean, there is someone behind him?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yu's face was cold and silent, and the fire in his palm was jumping in his pupils half-covered by his eyes.

The flames faded from the blazing flames just now, and became very gentle, wrapping the paper figurine tenderly, but still refused to completely burn it.

The paper figurine seemed to really feel the pain, its hands and feet twitched, and it even ignited a red flame, trying to self-destruct.

Jiang Yu frowned, and the red flame immediately extinguished as if he was afraid of something.

The paper figurine let out a scream again, and the hell fire burned slowly and suddenly from the edge to the center of its brow, and a drop of red blood gushed out from there immediately.

It was like a spring, the mouth was opened, and bright red blood kept coming out of it, dyeing the white paper figurine blood red.

Chen Ling: "Backlash..."

Wu Weiwei hugged himself a little scared, and said to himself that he could not provoke Brother Jiang even if he provoked the hell King Yama.

If the person behind the scenes is normal, he might have vomited blood and died by now.

After a while, the paper figurine turned into a wet blood figurine.

The paper soaked in blood water is particularly fragile, and it will become flocculent fragments when it is slightly crushed by the fingertips.

Chen Ling took out the paper and wiped Jiang Yu's hands, threw the toilet paper wrapped with the waste of the paper man into the flush toilet in the bathroom and flushed it away, then took the man to the sink and gave him a slap Hand sanitizer twice.

The man's fingers were long and slender, and they looked like they were touching some kind of artwork when they were washed. Chen Ling was distracted, but pretended to be calm and said, "I don't remember offending anyone. Who do you think instructed Father Huang to release that paper figurine?"

"I don't know." Jiang Yu's fingers suddenly curled up, holding the young man's hand, "Go and sleep with me tonight, you are not safe alone."

Chen Ling: "Is that person still alive?"

"No." Jiang Yu said softly, "He just put a drop of blood on the paper figurine, it won't die, at most it will be injured."

Chen Ling frowned: "Okay, I'll sleep with you, but what about Weiwei?"

Wu Weiwei's self-protection ability is not very high, and it is very dangerous to live alone in a room.

Jiang Yu's air pressure dropped, and his voice couldn't hear the emotion: "He will be fine."

Wu Weiwei leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother Chen, I actually think that the target of that paper figurine was not me."

Afraid that the people behind the wall could not hear clearly, he turned around, grabbed the door frame with both hands, and poked his head in: "Before the incident, I heard a little noise in the room, but when I checked the window, I found nothing... Now that I think about it... , could it be that the paper figurine is identifying the people in the room?"

It’s okay not to mention it, but when it comes to Wu Weiwei, he really thinks that’s the case, not to mention...

He asked: "Brother Chen, did you say that paper figurine in the afternoon was put in to test your strength?"

Chen Ling: "..." It's really possible.

It was precisely because after the temptation, he felt that it was not easy to deal with, so he chose to change into Jiang Yu's appearance to lure him into the bait.

This method is quite vicious.

If it was replaced by someone with a poor psychological quality, I am afraid that seeing the face of the ancestor now will have a psychological shadow.

Chen Ling clenched his fists and cursed in his heart, he is so dark-hearted that he can even think of such hurtful tricks, how shameless it is!

In order to hide his anger, he rushed to the bed, rolled up the quilt and hugged him, turned around awkwardly and looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Brother Jiang, help me get the pillow."

"You don't need to take it, it's over there." Jiang Yu glanced at the soft quilt in the young man's arms, and frowned imperceptibly, quite disgusted.

Wu Weiwei followed and left. After entering his room, he immediately leaned against the door with his back, regretting that he didn't bring the weasel or the German shepherd.

He shook his head and sighed.

Suddenly I was a little envious of the neighbors, it was really cool to have someone to take care of and someone to protect.

Chen Ling followed the man into the room, and found that the mattress was neatly maintained, and had not been lifted or sat on.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You didn't sleep?"

Jiang Yu glanced in the direction of the desk: "Copy the scriptures."

Chen Ling leaned over, and the ink-colored strokes on the white rice paper were powerful and pleasing to the eye.

He withdrew his gaze, put the quilt on the edge of the bed, and pushed the quilt belonging to Jiang Yu aside, then spread out his own quilt and got in.

Sharing the same bed for the first time, I was nervous.

Chen Ling grabbed the quilt, closed his eyes and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Go take a shower first." After finishing speaking, the man raised his hand and started to unbutton his shirt.

Chen Ling felt that his hearing was amplified uncontrollably, and the rustling and rubbing sounds of cloth seemed to be close to his ears, passing by his heart one after another, making people flustered.

He coughed lightly, grabbed the quilt and turned over, one ear sank into the soft pillow, and the other was forced to continue capturing the sound.

It seemed like this could erase half of the confusion.

The door of the bathroom was brought over, and soon there was the sound of splashing water.

Chen Ling couldn't sleep even more, his brain had his own temper, and he stubbornly drew a picture of a beautiful man out of the bath in front of his eyes.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, he couldn't help swallowing, and after rolling twice on the bed, he simply covered himself in the quilt.

The darkness finally calmed his heart down.

Unavoidably, those messy things in his mind revived, Chen Ling forced himself to think about some disgusting and terrible things.

For example, Father Huang ghost, and the man or woman behind Father Huang ghost.

Huang Father Ghost is powerful, just smiling can make people sick, and he is good at hiding and changing his form, making it difficult for people to distinguish him from the crowd. From ancient times to the present, no one of them has been captured by humans records.

And it's a bit unbelievable that such a difficult and difficult thing is willing to obediently obey others' orders.

The air in the quilt is thin and hot.

Chen Lingre was sweating lightly, and was about to get out when he felt the mattress on his back sag.

He froze and quickly closed his eyes.

Jiang Yu sat sideways on the edge of the bed, with his head tilted slightly, and was wiping his hair with a towel in one hand.

His eyes stopped on the young man's arched quilt, with a slight smile, and when his hair was half dry, he threw the towel on the nearby sofa, turned over, and put his hands on both sides of the young man's pillow.

Chen Ling shrank his shoulders, felt the other party's approach, and subconsciously closed his eyes even tighter.

Probably because he was too nervous, or because he was overwhelmed by the heat, he suddenly felt a bit of coolness drifting in, and the quilt was thrown open at some point.

Jiang Yu's body condensed into ethereal mist, which slipped into the young man's quilt.

He condensed his body again, his slender limbs entangled him like vines, and the tip of his nose stuck to the other's neck and smelled it.Feeling unsatisfied when it was over, he opened his lips and kissed twice, and began to lick and kiss gently.

Chen Ling was as stiff as a rock, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of chest.

The curtains of the room were half drawn, half of the moonlight was blocked out, and half of it slid into the room arrogantly, falling on the white quilt.And it was precisely this meager light that allowed him to see the man's muscle lines clearly.

Just by measuring with your eyes, you can know what kind of touch it will be if you press it down with your fingers.

Realizing that his thoughts had gone astray, Chen Ling closed his eyes again.

Jiang Yu refused to let him go, and suddenly let go of his arms, moved his body down a little, and stared at the sleeping man with burning eyes.

The young man's eyelashes are thick and curled up, like two beautiful little fans, they lie quietly, leaving a faint shadow under the eyelids.

Jiang Yu raised his hand, his fingertips slid over the tip of his eyelashes, landed on the tip of his nose, and then the small bead of his lips below.

The lip beads are soft, with a moist temperature, gently press down, let go, and the lip beads slowly return to their original shape.

Chen Ling felt a little itchy, and pretended to lick his lower lip unconsciously, the tip of his tongue was about to retract, but was bitten by a pair of teeth.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Jiang Yu's eyelashes were close at hand, and his rapid breathing sprayed on his lips, with confusion and anxiety that he didn't have on weekdays.

When Chen Ling was astonished, the man took the opportunity to drive straight in, the jaws loosened the tip of his tongue, and instead swept around, from the teeth to the wall of the mouth, every corner was spared.

The temperature adjustment effect of the air conditioner seems to have disappeared, and the temperature in the air is obviously rising rapidly. The atmosphere is as thick as honey, stirring everything with a sweet and greasy attitude.

Chen Ling was still sober at first, but gradually became confused, and didn't even notice that his collar button was pulled down.

By the time he found out, the kiss was over.

Jiang Yu pulled back his collar, held him in his arms, and rubbed his chin against the top of the young man's hair, "Sorry, I woke you up."

Chen Ling: "...Are you sincere?" I suspect that you know that I am pretending to be asleep, but what should I do if there is no evidence.

Jiang Yu let out a "hmm" and stuffed the person into his arms again.

Chen Ling felt something, closed his eyes immediately, and even moved his body back, "Excuse me, I fell asleep, good night."

Jiang Yu chuckled, and the desire floating in his eyes was covered by a gentle smile.

He bowed his head and kissed the other person's forehead, "Sweet dream."

That night, Chen Ling really had a good dream. In the dream, he was lying in the air, with a white light in front of his eyes, but an abyss behind him. He heard someone screaming, crying, and screaming.

And the bright half is silent, quiet and peaceful.

It was even worse when he slept in the middle of the night, he was directly dragged down by a pair of hands, the strong smell of blood filled his senses, as if to swallow him up.

But just as he was suffocating, the smell disappeared again, replaced by a familiar cold breath.

Chen Ling wrinkled the tip of his nose subconsciously, wanting to take a few more breaths of good-smelling air to replace the smell of blood in his lungs, but he felt a pain in his nose.

He quickly opened his eyes, and there was white flesh in front of him.

Raise your hand to touch it, pinch it, it is a bit hard.I don't know how to train such strong muscles. The point is that they are not exaggerated, and there is no greasy feeling.

It seems that the ancestor was a man who loved fitness very much during his lifetime.

Chen Ling yawned, and weakly moved his head forward, resting on the man's chest, "Good morning."

Jiang Yu raised his head and looked down into his eyes.

This was the first time he saw a young man who just woke up early in the morning. His usually clear eyes were foggy and his eyelids were drooping. Probably because he just woke up and his consciousness was not clear enough. Awkward.

Jiang Yu's thumb brushed against his eyes, "Morning."

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, and the satiety in it couldn't deceive anyone. He slept very well last night.

Chen Ling was stunned by the sound, his consciousness came back a little bit, and he finally realized his strangeness after a while. He rubbed his buttocks on fire, and said quickly: "I'll take a shower first, sober up .”

Before he finished speaking, he had already got out of bed, and rushed into the bathroom in an awkward posture as if being chased by a ghost.

Jiang Yu propped his head with one hand, lay on his side and looked at his back. His posture hadn't changed at all since the young man entered and came out.

When Chen Ling came out after wiping his hair, he got up lazily, showing off his naked upper body generously, and reached out to take the towel.

Chen Ling lowered his head obediently, his eyes stopped on the opponent's ankle, and after a while, he continued to aim upward dishonestly.

He froze and didn't move at all. After the other party finished wiping, he hurriedly said thank you, grabbed the towel and walked quickly, "I'll go back to the room and change my clothes."

Jiang Yu looked at the young man's fleeing back, smiled, and stepped into the bathroom barefoot.

Chen Ling ran halfway and bumped into Wu Weiwei who just woke up.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you, your face is so red." Wu Weiwei yawned and rubbed his eyes twice, feeling more and more that his brother Chen's face was weird, as if he had done something wrong.

Chen Ling said vaguely: "It's a bit hot."

Wu Weiwei adjusted the thin coat on his body, looked at the short-sleeved shorts on his brother Chen, and said sincerely: "The firepower is really strong, as expected of you."

Chen Ling: "..."

Breakfast is a buffet at the Zhenxiu Restaurant. Just as I sat down, someone yelled at this side.

It was Li Hongyu.

In addition to the fat and thin senior brother, Li Daoxuan, the team leader of the special dispatch department, came with him.

Li Daoxuan still had that gentle look. He walked over at a leisurely pace, smiled and nodded at Chen Ling, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Yu who was standing behind him.

He said: "This is?"

Chen Ling introduced: "Yuheshan's financial manager, my boyfriend, Jiang Yu."

"I heard something." Li Daoxuan reached out his hand actively.

Jiang Yu glanced at the hand below, reached out to hold it, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Li Daoxuan let go of his hand, and he was a little more sure of what Li Hongyu had said in his heart. The person in front of him was indeed unfathomable.

He took half a step back calmly, and said to his junior nephew: "Since we all know each other, we might as well share a table."

Of course Li Hongyu is fine, he walked to Chen Ling's side: "Do you mind?"

"I don't mind." Chen Ling sensed that Li Daoxuan was deliberately bringing the relationship closer, so he took advantage of the situation and sat down with them at a round table.

Brother Fat and Shou and Wu Weiwei were responsible for getting the meals, while the rest sat in their seats and talked about yesterday's case.

Li Daoxuan took the initiative to say: "I heard from Hong Yu that you were the first to find the corpse. Apart from that, did you find any other clues at the scene?"

Chen Ling said no.

Li Daoxuan pondered, and said: "Since this is the case, how are you sure that it must be Father Huang's work?"

Chen Ling really didn't know how to answer. After all, they didn't see it with their own eyes. All their judgments came from what happened to Wu Weiwei and the traces on the corpse.

Li Daoxuan smiled, eased the atmosphere and said: "I didn't question your intentions, I was just worried about other possibilities."

"Mr. Li said so." Chen Ling took a sip of tea, turned to look at Jiang Yu, "What do you want to eat, I'll get it for you."

Jiang Yu glanced at the teacup that the young man drank, and shook his head lightly, "No need."

Li Hongyu glanced at his little uncle, and felt that his attitude of speaking and doing things today was stronger than usual. After thinking about it, it should be caused by this case.

After all, no matter who is called back to work overtime while on vacation, they will be unhappy.

Li Hongyu coughed lightly, and asked Chen Ling: "Wu Weiwei didn't say the details of how he met Father Huang's ghost last night. Can you tell me what happened?"

Being scared by Father Huang to the point of peeing his pants is disgraceful. Chen Ling said, "You can ask him yourself when he comes back."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Wu Weiwei came back with a tray and put down the side dishes and porridge one by one.

Putting the tray aside, he glanced at Li Hongyu who was staring at him intently, "What's the matter?"

Li Hongyu: "Tell me how you met Father Huang's ghost."

Wu Weiwei's face twisted, and he felt like throwing up when he mentioned this, and he lost his appetite.

Seeing his expression of eating a dead fly, Li Hongyu gave up the idea of ​​inquiring: "If you think about it and you will be scared, don't say it."

"Who said I was scared." Wu Weiwei stuck his neck, "I just find it disgusting."

In order to prove that he was a brave person, he told the whole story of the cause and effect of the incident, proving that he had no psychological barriers to Father Huang's ghost.

Li Hongyu glanced at Li Daoxuan, and thoughtfully said: "So, if it was later, that thing would have crawled out of your stomach?"

Wu Weiwei: "..." Chest tightness, nausea.

Li Hongyu didn't notice it, and turned to look at Li Daoxuan: "Little Master Uncle, would Father Huang really do this?"

"Yes." Li Daoxuan took a sip of porridge, "No one knows how Father Huang's ghosts appeared in this world. Maybe it was the way of heaven, or maybe they crawled out of the abyss of hell. They are not like other spirits who need to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate and prolong their lives. , just cast a spell, use the body of a living person to raise the embryo, and wait until the embryo crawls out of the corpse..."

Li Daoxuan stopped, stirred the gruel with a spoon a few times, and continued: "It can be regarded as a continuation of life."

Chen Ling glanced at the other party's expression, and there was a bit of emotion in those eyes looking out of the window.

Yes, it was emotion, not anger, nor disgust.

He turned his eyes away, pretending he didn't see anything, and lowered his head to start peeling the eggs.

The egg was hot, and he knocked it all around, and then pressed it with his palm and rolled it forward, the crackling sound of the cracking shell was refreshing.

The white and tender egg white showed a sharp point, Chen Ling handed it to Jiang Yu, and then turned to peel his own.

Li Daoxuan looked at the two of them, raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at Li Hongyu: "Take other people to search the mountain after breakfast, and the tourists at the foot of the mountain cannot be ruled out. No matter whether it is the work of Father Huang ghost or not, we must kill them." Be vigilant at 12 points to prevent the next tragedy from happening."

Li Hongyu nodded solemnly: "Yes, little uncle."

Wu Weiwei buried his head in curiosity and sent a text message to Li Hongyu: 【You listen to your little uncle very much】

Li Hongyu looked up at him, but didn't reply.

Wu Weiwei pursed his lips, so let's not talk, anyway, he wasn't very curious.

Immediately afterwards, the phone vibrated, and Li Hongyu's reply was: [Little uncle is very talented, Qingxuan Guan respects him very much]

Wu Weiwei grinned and gestured OK to Li Hongyu, indicating that he understood.

Behind him, Chen Ling looked at the two thoughtfully.

Speaking of it, the relationship between Li Hongyu and Wu Weiwei was very bad at the beginning, and they were always tit for tat, especially Wu Weiwei, who had great opinions on Li Hongyu because of the suppression of half-baked groups by the special mediation department.

But after getting along several times, the two became more and more acquainted.

Wu Weiwei still has the same attitude as before, but Li Hongyu's attitude has changed a lot, from being indifferent to answering questions to answering everything he asks now.

good phenomenon.

It would be the best if you could live in harmony with the people from the special dispatch department. Even if you happen to snatch a business, you can rely on your relationship to discuss it well, avoiding the risk of a big fight.

Chen Ling patted Wu Weiwei on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "It's up to you, brother."

Wu Weiwei chewed the egg with a dazed expression on his face.

Chen Ling waved his hand: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you can just develop as you are now."

Wu Weiwei seemed to understand but didn't understand, so he said hello cooperatively.

After the meal, everyone divided into two groups, a group of people from the special dispatch department quickly carried out the order, while Chen Ling and others were in charge of sightseeing.

About four or five hills away from the hot spring clubhouse, there is a traditional village.

The village still retains a strong ethnic style, small stone buildings can be seen everywhere, and villagers wearing traditional colorful costumes embroidered with flowers.

Jiang Yu parked the car in the spacious courtyard dam outside the village, and found that besides them, there were other cars parked outside.

It should also come from the hot spring villa.

After parking the car, they walked towards the village. The first thing they passed by was a huge yellow fruit tree. The yellow fruit tree was at least hundreds of years old. It was very strong and its luxuriant branches and leaves cast a huge shadow on the ground. The person in the shirt and slacks is enjoying the shade below.

Wu Weiwei recognized that it was the old brother who was blowing up with him before.

Several middle-aged people also saw him, and one of them raised his hand in greeting.

Wu Weiwei turned his head and said to Chen Ling, "I'm going to find out about the situation."

After some conversation, I learned that this village is called Fengling Village, and it was migrated from the mountain depression in the hot spring clubhouse.

Chen Ling suddenly realized: "No wonder the stone houses here look so new."

The mountains are humid, whether it is wood or stone houses, moss will grow over time, but the small buildings in the village are almost brand new.

"Did they say anything else?" he asked.

Wu Weiwei said: "There is nothing to see in the village, and it is full of old people. By the way, there is a statue of a god."

"Statue?" Chen Ling became a little interested, and turned to ask Jiang Yu, "Would you like to see it?"

Jiang Yu: "Go."

The statue is deep in the village. In order to worship him, the villagers built a stone temple for him.

The stone temple is a miniature building, but 1.5 meters high, and there is a black bronze statue sitting cross-legged inside.

The eyes of the bronze statue protrude, the bridge of the nose is sunken, and the mouth is wide open, with sharp teeth faintly visible inside.And he was wearing a yellow cloak.

Wu Weiwei was so surprised that his tongue got stuck: "It's Huang, Huang..."

Seeing that he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, Chen Ling said for him, "It's Father Huang's ghost."

A ghost that harms people and takes the body of a living person as its carrier is actually a god enshrined in this village.