Relocation Brigade

The old lady of the Yuan family died peacefully, but the way she died was so strange that it was easy to think of whose lives Mrs. Yuan and his younger brother Shen Mingliang bore.

But Chen Ling couldn't figure it out: "What are they planning?"

Killing people is nothing more than money, power, love, and hatred.

According to Yuan Yongxiang's attitude when talking about his mother, he should not be stingy with money in his daily life.

right?The Yuan family is in business and not in politics. If it is for the decision-making power of the company, the old lady Yuan is nearly [-] years old and has already entered her twilight years. She does not have a high degree of education or business acumen, so she should have nothing to do with Yuan Yongxiang's company. relationship.

Then there are only the last two things left, love and hatred.

Standing at the door of the ward back then, Chen Ling could clearly hear Mrs. Yuan scolding her for being old and immortal. Could it be that the relationship between them is not as harmonious as it appears?

In order to maintain the integrity of the family, sandwich biscuits are used to keep the son from feeling uncomfortable. There are not many mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who are harmonious on the surface but at odds in private.

He finished eating the shrimp meat and wiped his mouth: "Tell me, Shen Mingliang invited that old Taoist, would he want to kill ghosts?"

It has been confirmed from the mouth of the ancestors that the brothers and sisters of the Shen family are involved in the death of Mrs. Yuan, and among them, Mrs. Yuan does not seem to be brave enough to challenge the ghost.

As an accomplice, Shen Mingliang couldn't kill his own sister, so he could only turn around and get rid of Mrs. Yuan.

As long as the old lady dies, Mrs. Yuan will be able to return to normal, and will not talk nonsense because of fright.

"It should be." He tapped the corner of the young man's lips with his fingertips, wiping off a little oil stain.

Chen Ling's face flushed, he randomly pulled a paper towel and wiped his mouth again, then stretched out his face and asked, "Is there any more, have you wiped it clean?"

Jiang Yu looked at those red lips that were so hot, he suddenly approached, pressed his lips together, pried his tongue open his teeth, poked in and searched wantonly.

He withdrew his offensive, and commented quietly: "It tastes good, no wonder you want to eat it every now and then."

Chen Ling covered his mouth and stared in shock, this was in a public place!Why is the old ancestor becoming more and more out of shape!

He turned his head to look, just in time to catch some sights looking over.

Those eyes were fiery and excited, and of course, some were full of repulsion and disgust.

Chen Ling gave Jiang Yu a warning look: "You can move your hands and feet on a small scale outside, but you can't move your mouth on a large scale."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "You didn't dare to talk to me like that before."

That's right, especially at the beginning, I was scared to death, so I dared to speak harshly.

Chen Ling looked into the man's eyes: "Isn't this what you're used to?"

Jiang Yu hummed softly, stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's face: "Yes, I'm used to it, and I'm willing to accept it."

Chen Ling pouted, took off the man's hand and stood up from the stool, "Let's go, we're going back."

Jiang Yu got up to follow, and walked side by side with the young man. With a movement of his fingertips, he placed a barrier to block prying eyes and voices around him, and talked about Li Daoxuan.

"I have already checked the book of life and death. Li Daoxuanyang's life expectancy is still more than 30 years. In the morning, I also went to the Special Investigation Department to confirm that he has not been taken away, nor has he been possessed by evil spirits."

"Huh?" Chen Ling stopped, "Then he has no problem?"

But he believed in Jiang Yu's intuition that there must be something wrong with people that his ancestors didn't like.

Jiang Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and an inconspicuous glint flashed in his eyes, "Maybe there is, but it needs to be confirmed."

Outside Mrs. Yuan's ward, the old Taoist is no longer there, so he should have already entered.

Chen Ling led Jiang Yu in swaggeringly. Mrs. Yuan, who was drinking tea with her younger brother, froze for a moment, but soon recovered her normal expression, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Chen, who is this?"

"My colleague." Chen Ling added, "also my boyfriend."

The atmosphere in the lover's room and some intimate and subtle little gestures when getting along cannot be concealed. It is better to make the words clear from the beginning, so as not to be seen as ambiguous and have to spend more time talking.

Jiang Yu hooked his lower lip lightly, and lightly poked Chen Ling's back from behind with his fingers dishonestly.

Chen Ling took a step forward as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see the strange look in Mrs. Yuan's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "I think your complexion is much better."

"Yes." Mrs. Yuan's eyes were full of amazement when Jiang Yu entered the door, but now she was only repelled. She turned her eyes away, and moved to the bedside as if she was afraid of getting a virus, trying to stay away from Chen Ling.

Chen Ling glanced at her indifferently, and suddenly let out an ah, as if remembering something important, "I went out in a hurry just now, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Yuan asked me to tell you that he thought Mrs. Yuan's death was a bit strange , Go back and watch the surveillance."

Mrs. Yuan's face turned pale, and her hand in the cup trembled. She raised her head and said with a smile, "How could he have such a strange idea? He was there when Mom died."

Chen Ling shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not sure about that." He shifted his gaze to the old man, and then to Shen Mingliang, "Mr. Shen, did you invite this old man to do it?"

"My sister has been afraid of ghosts since she was a child. Now that something like this has happened, of course I have to ask the master to come and take a look." He sighed, "Even if it is for psychological comfort."

Shen Mingliang paused after finishing speaking, and opened his eyes slightly: "Listen to my sister, you were invited by my brother-in-law..."

"Yes." Chen Ling didn't hide anything, and said with a smile, "After all, I and the old man are traveling together."

The old man was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected such a thing, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this kid was very ordinary, without the slightest aura that a warlock should have, and he looked like a good student.

He exhaled through his nose, let out a snort, folded his arms and looked out the window.

It is very impolite for a family to invite two Taoist priests to solve the problem at the same time. The old Taoist feels that Shen Mingliang hastily invited him here without clarifying the matter, which really touches his face.

Shen Mingliang also realized this problem, sat next to the old Taoist, and said kindly: "Uncle, I didn't know about this in advance, if you are really angry, why don't you beat me up?"

He has been in the society for so long, and his mouth is very oily. After a few smiley apologies, his old ways loosened up.

Chen Ling's ears were sharp, and he was stunned when he heard the phrase "uncle". He lowered his head and sent Yuan Yongxiang a text message, asking him if he knew that his wife had an uncle who was a Taoist priest who knew magic arts.

Yuan Yongxiang's message came back quickly: [Mr. Chen, I don't know anything about what you said, my wife never mentioned it to me! 】

Looking at the screen, Chen Ling could feel Yuan Yongxiang's anger and shock.

"Mr. Shen has an extraordinary temperament. May I ask you what your occupation is?" Jiang Yu's voice suddenly sounded, and Chen Ling was really startled. This was the first time he heard his ancestor take the initiative to talk to a stranger.

Shen Mingliang was praised, and he was in a good mood. He puffed out his chest and straightened his suit jacket: "I'm just a small financial manager in the company."

Jiang Yu smiled: "That's an important position."

Shen Mingliang's face froze, and then he smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's very important, that's why my brother-in-law put me in that position. After all, I'm from my family, don't worry."

Jiang Yu looked sympathetic: "You are right."

The corners of Chen Ling's mouth twitched, and he sat next to the man. The sofa that wasn't too long was squeezed in by an adult man, and it became extremely crowded.

Shen Mingliang didn't want to sit crowded with two homosexuals, so he stood up pretending to be nonchalant, and returned to his sister's hospital bed.

Mrs. Yuan was not very satisfied with Chen Ling at first, she thought that her husband was cheated to find such an unreliable young man, but now that she knew that the other party was gay, she hated him even more, wishing to throw him out immediately.

She gouged out a look at the two people on the sofa, curled her lips and retracted into the quilt, and whispered to her brother: "I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Shen Mingliang whispered, "Go to sleep."

He pulled the quilt up and covered Mrs. Yuan, and brushed the hair that fell on her cheeks for her when he was done.

Realizing something, he froze, quickly withdrew his hand, and took out his phone to play.

Time passed by every minute, the air was quiet, and everything became the slow motion in the movie, which made people feel inexplicably depressed.

The curtains were blown by the wind, and the light-colored curtains fluttered high, because the hospital bed was next to the window, and when the curtains were blown to the highest point and then fell, they almost enveloped the entire hospital bed.

Chen Ling's eyelids twitched, and he raised his eyes suddenly. A figure stood in front of the hospital bed, bent over, raised a hand and slowly reached out to the person on the bed.

Just about to get up, Jiang Yu suddenly grabbed him, "Don't worry about it."

Chen Ling turned his head to look again, but the figure had disappeared. The woman lying on the hospital bed suddenly didn't feel what had just happened, and she was still sleeping peacefully, but the gauze on her face was lifted at some point, and the blood from the fresh The torn skin oozes, runs down her cheeks and into the clothes underneath.

Shen Mingliang suddenly trembled, and when he looked up, he saw the young man surnamed Chen staring straight at the hospital bed.

His heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head suddenly. With his scream of "ah", he got up quickly and retreated behind the old Taoist.

The old Taoist is getting old, and he tends to get sleepy when he is sitting and doing nothing.

When someone suddenly pressed his shoulder, he stood up vigilantly, staring and scolding: "How many times have I said, don't touch people's shoulders casually!"

Shen Mingliang didn't care about anything, raised his arm, and pointed straight at the hospital bed: "Her face, face..."

The old man took a closer look, frowning tightly.

"What's going on?!" he asked.

Shen Mingliang: "I don't know either! I was just sitting there looking at my phone, yes, there was a gust of wind and the curtains were blown up! My sister's face became like this after that!"

The old Taoist's face turned ugly, he didn't expect that there would be fierce ghosts daring to come while he was sitting there.What's more, he didn't expect that Li Gui was more powerful than he imagined, and he could sneak into the ward without making a sound!

He turned to look at Chen Ling: "You didn't find anything?"

Chen Ling was at a loss: "No."

The old man didn't think about it, he just said to Shen Mingliang: "The hospital is not safe, this place is very dark, it will only encourage the power of evil things."

Shen Mingliang: "Then what to do! That thing follows my sister wherever she goes, and there is no way to hide!"

"Go back to Yuan's house." The old Taoist thought for a while, "After death, people will be nostalgic for the place they lived in before they were alive. There, she may regain some sanity. I will take this opportunity to influence her and send her to reincarnation."

Chen Ling didn't expect the old man to have such an idea, and cast a surprised gaze.

The old man turned his head to look at him: "I don't know how capable you are, but since you were invited by Mr. Yuan, come back with us and help me along the way."

"Okay." Chen Ling immediately nodded in agreement, and asked, "When will you go back? Mr. Yuan is at Yuan's house now, do you want to tell him?"

Shen Mingliang: "I'll give him a call."

Over there, Yuan Yongxiang was sitting in the study.

After sending a message to Chen Ling, he went over and over again, and watched the surveillance video of his home for nearly 30 days twice, but found nothing.

It was precisely because there was nothing that made him feel more uneasy and confused.

In the videos captured by the cameras, there are cases where the wife appears alone in the frame, or the old lady appears in the frame alone, and Shen Mingliang even occasionally appears in the frame.

The only exception is that no two of them appear together.

It stands to reason that the relationship between wife and mother is very good. Usually when they go out shopping, they are arm in arm. Why do they seem to have no intersection at home?

Yuan Yongxiang couldn't figure it out. He propped his head on his hands, scratched his hair and sat in front of the desk for a while. Just as he was about to go downstairs, the phone on the desk rang.

Looking at the caller on the phone, he paused for two seconds before answering. For some reason, he didn't want to talk to his wife, or anyone related to his wife.

So his tone seemed a little impatient, "What's the matter."

Shen Mingliang: "Brother-in-law, my sister was attacked by a ghost just now in public. The master said that we should send her home."

"Shen Mingliang, why didn't I know that you knew someone who could catch ghosts, and you still called him uncle?" Yuan Yongxiang's tone was a bit cold.

Shen Mingliang immediately guessed who made the report, held the phone and gave Chen Ling a vicious look, and said apologetically to the other end: "Brother-in-law, I'm afraid you won't believe me, and when the time comes, I'll be accused of messing around with feudal superstitions. "

Yuan Yongxiang rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "What did Mr. Chen say?"

Shen Mingliang didn't expect his brother-in-law to value that young man so much, he gritted his teeth, "Mr. Chen agrees."

Yuan Yongxiang did not forget his wife's frightened attitude when he proposed to go home: "Your sister also agreed?"

"Sister has been sleeping all the time." Shen Mingliang shivered as he said that, the skin on his face was torn off, and he still hasn't woken up. There is no other reason besides running into ghosts.

The nurse who was notified by the ringing of the bell came in. Shen Mingliang gave her a silent gesture, and then pointed to the hospital bed.

When the nurse saw it, her heart sank.

How come the gauze fell off again, and the wound expanded!The weirdest thing was that the patient didn't wake up, and he didn't know if he fainted from the pain.

She withdrew and quickly called the doctor.

After an examination, the doctor found out that Mrs. Yuan was not asleep at all, but fainted!

He couldn't help scolding: "You have so many people sitting in the ward, how do you take care of the patients!"

Shen Mingliang apologized: "It's our fault, we didn't take good care of her, doctor, please don't be angry, just treat her wound quickly."

Mrs. Yuan probably passed out from the pain caused by the peeling while she was still asleep. She didn't wake up until the wound was treated and the medicine and gauze were put on her face again.

As a result, the group could not leave the hospital for a while.

After the Beginning of Autumn, the days became shorter and shorter, especially after the Autumn Tiger. Looking outside, it was only seven o'clock, and the sky was already as red as fire, and the rolling clouds were gloomy.

Night is coming.

The four of them stayed in the ward for the whole afternoon, they were already tired, and now they were hungry again.

Chen Ling stood up with his fun phone that was running out of battery, "I'm going out to eat, are you going?"

Jiang Yu naturally wanted to be with him, and he also stood up after hearing the words, standing behind the young man like a mountain with a tall and broad body, with a hint of protection in his intimacy.

Shen Mingliang didn't want to be with the two of them, and was about to refuse when the old man said, "Let's go together."

"Uncle, they..." Before Shen Mingliang could finish his sentence, the old Taoist stared at him first, "It's not a man who has never met a bond, so why make such a fuss!"

Shen Mingliang didn't dare to talk any more nonsense, and reluctantly followed the old Taoist out of the ward.

As soon as they left, the woman on the hospital bed began to struggle.

She was haunted by nightmares and couldn't wake up no matter what, she muttered: "Go away...you old bastard...go away..."

Yuan Yongxiang heard such a sentence as soon as he walked in.

He didn't want to wake people up, so he approached slowly with light steps on purpose, and then put his ear close to his wife's lips.

At this time, Mrs. Yuan's ravings were already very weak, and she needed to hold her breath to distinguish what she was chanting.

I saw Yuan Yongxiang's face became more and more gloomy, and under the anger floating between his brows was his emotion on the verge of explosion, "What did you just say?"

A gloomy voice rang in his ears.

Obviously the voice was not loud, but it woke up the woman in the nightmare.

Mrs. Yuan supported the bed and sat up quickly. Immediately, she felt severe pain in her cheeks. She pulled out the pillow with her backhand and hugged her. Looking at her husband in shock, she gasped for breath.

Her fingers were trembling, and she wanted to touch her face but was worried that it would hurt. In the end, she could only pin her hope on her husband: "What's wrong with my face, why does it hurt so much!"

"Repeat what you just said." Yuan Yongxiang didn't respond to the question.

The man's voice was very low, but it hit Mrs. Yuan's heart like thunder.

She didn't care about the wound on her face, closed her eyes, and took a few deep breaths to calm down her racing heart, "Yongxiang, why can't I understand what you're talking about."

Yuan Yongxiang clenched his hands tightly, and looked straight at his wife with dark eyes: "You just kept scolding the old and immortal in your dream, and before you woke up, you said, 'I miss you to death'...Mingyue, you Who are you talking about?"

Mrs. Yuan shuddered, she didn't remember what she said in the dream at all, she only remembered that she was standing in the hall of the villa in the dream, surrounded by shadows, all of those shadows were wearing black shrouds and paper shoes , clearly couldn't tell their faces apart, but could clearly see the angles of their mouths raised.

Her heart was beating wildly again, she threw away the pillow, and hugged Yuan Yongxiang's waist: "Yongxiang, I just had a nightmare, in the dream, my mother wanted to kill me, I only said that in a hurry Dream talk, don't take it to heart."

Seeing that her husband didn't hug her back like in the past, Mrs. Yuan began to sob softly, her thin shoulders trembling slightly, I felt pity for it.

"In the past few days, I have been frightened and tortured, and my spirit is about to collapse. I really can't understand why she would linger on me after death when I was so good to my mother." With the movement of her facial muscles when she spoke, the wound rubbed back and forth on the gauze, causing severe pain.

Mrs. Yuan's sobs gradually became louder, and finally she burst into tears: "I didn't mean to say that to your mother, but I'm not reconciled. Treating her so well, why did she treat me so, why?"

Yuan Yongxiang lowered his head, and finally raised a hand and landed on his wife's shoulder.

Mrs. Yuan knew that her husband would press her into his arms as intimately as before to comfort her, but in the next second, Yuan Yongxiang's hand slipped onto her neck and grabbed her tightly.

Before Yuan Yongxiang made his fortune, he worked hard for business, smoked and drank, and his health was bad for a while.After his business grew, he paid great attention to physical exercise. It seems that he has been in his 40s for more than [-] years, and his strength in his hands is not inferior to that of young people.

His thumb was bent, and the pulp of his finger just fell into the depression between Mrs. Yuan's collarbone. When he pressed hard, the woman trembled with pain.

"Don't do anything wrong, why does my mother pester you." Yuan Yongxiang's mind is full of what Chen Ling said to him, and the unbearable abuse that he heard from his wife's mouth .

Mrs. Yuan felt cold all over, and looked at her husband in fear, as if she didn't know him anymore.

She shook her head in panic, "I didn't, I didn't do anything, didn't you go back and check the monitoring, did I ever do something to sorry mom, you can see for yourself?!"

Yuan Yongxiang suddenly let go of his hand and took a deep look at his wife: "Let's get a divorce."

"You're crazy!" Mrs. Yuan screamed, throwing off the quilt and standing on the ground in a hurry, "Your mother insisted on pestering me for no reason, and you blamed me for the mistake, I'm the victim! Yes, I cursed a few words out of my mouth, I was wrong to offend the deceased, but you have to think about it from my perspective, if you are haunted by ghosts all day long, dare you say that you will not be afraid?"

Yuan Yongxiang closed his eyes, only feeling the blue veins on his forehead throbbing. He was afraid that if he stayed longer, he would want to strangle this woman to death.

"I'll ask the lawyer to hand over the divorce agreement to you." After he finished speaking, he walked away.

Mrs. Yuan chased after her, but when she was about to go out, she tripped over something and fell directly to the ground.

She got up angrily, looked back at her feet, then looked up at the ward, but there was nothing, but she clearly felt that something was lying under her feet just now!

"Come out! Come out! You bitch, it's you, it's all your fault, why don't you let me have a good time after you're dead!"

Mrs. Yuan yelled madly, if she didn't have anything at hand, she would have grabbed hold of it and smashed it to the ground.

Like an enraged trapped animal, she thrust her waist and panted manically, with only one thought in her mind, that is, she must get rid of the entangled ghost and find Yuan Yongxiang to ask for forgiveness.

Yuan Yongxiang rushed all the way to the road, his brain was dazed with anger, he didn't even look at the traffic lights, and he didn't even notice that a motorcycle that was riding very fast was heading straight towards him.

"Mr. Yuan!" Chen Ling was eating at the restaurant across the street. He was a little happy when he saw Yuan Yongxiang, but when he saw the battery car rushing towards him, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Everyone in the restaurant saw that the handsome young man sitting by the window suddenly stood up and shouted outside through the thick glass: "Get out of here!"

Seemingly feeling something, Yuan Yongxiang suddenly raised his head and was stunned when he saw Chen Ling's anxious face, then followed his gaze to the right.

The moment he turned his head, the motorcycle was already in front of him.

It was too late to dodge, Yuan Yongxiang closed his eyes instinctively, and immediately felt his clothes being grabbed and pulled back, his feet retreated involuntarily, his body fell, and he fell into the side of the road in the flower bed.

The owner of the motorcycle was also startled, braked suddenly, took off his helmet and stared blankly at the people in the flower bed.

There was a phantom standing behind the man, from the outline, it looked like a person.

The car owner opened his mouth a few times, and murmured unconsciously: "Ghost, I hit a ghost in broad daylight..."