Relocation Brigade

Mr. Yuan was dizzy from the fall, but his buttocks were a little soft.

He propped his hands behind his back, and the plant branches under his body scratched his skin, and the small pain dispelled the short-term blankness in his mind, and he hurriedly stood up from the ground.

He grabbed the clothes behind him with his backhand, feeling weird.

At the moment when he was almost hit, he clearly felt that someone pulled him from behind. If it wasn't for that moment, he might have been knocked out by the motorcycle at this time, so there is no life left standing here.

The owner of the motorcycle ran over. He seemed a little scared, and his voice trembled violently when he spoke, "Brother, are you okay?" After speaking, his eyes couldn't stop sweeping behind Yuan Yongxiang.

Gone.

The phantom standing behind this person just now disappeared.

It was as if everything was his hallucination.

The car owner closed his eyes and calmed down for a few seconds, then pulled out a stiff smile: "Brother, if you feel any discomfort, let's go to the hospital for an examination now."

Although the other party ran a red light and crossed the road, he himself was also speeding a bit. If the other party insisted on pursuing him, he would not be able to please him.

"...No need." Yuan Yongxiang's voice was hoarse, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out two words from his throat.

He raised his hand to touch his back again, and grabbed the car owner's arm: "Little brother, did you see who grabbed me from behind just now, I'll go and thank him."

The owner's face turned pale: "I, what about me... I saw..."

"Mr. Yuan, it should be your mother who saved you." Chen Ling came out from behind the crowd of onlookers and looked him up and down. Except for a scratch on the palm of his hand, there was no other injury.

"My mother?" Yuan Yongxiang froze on the spot, his dim eyes glowed, he turned around quickly, and then turned around——

No, nowhere.

Or maybe his mother was with him, but he couldn't see it.

Yuan Yongxiang was sour. He didn't fulfill the responsibilities of a son and didn't take good care of the elderly, but his mother couldn't rest assured him until she died, and even saved his life.

"Mr. Chen, is she... still there?"

"It's gone." Chen Ling shook his head, "After saving you, he disappeared."

The light in Yuan Yongxiang's eyes dimmed, his back was slightly bent, and he looked a little sluggish.

"Then what, if there's nothing serious, I'll leave first." The motorcycle owner's voice trembled, and then he took out a business card from his body and handed it over, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can call me. "

Yuan Yongxiang waved: "No, it's because I walked by myself and didn't look at the traffic lights. It's none of your business."

He has to be forgiving and forgiving, not to mention his own mistakes, Yuan Yongxiang doesn't want to, and doesn't have the energy to pursue these trivial matters. For him, the most important thing at present is to deal with his mother's affairs.

Hearing what the other party said, the motorcycle owner also heaved a sigh of relief, "If that's the case, then I'll go first."

He sat in the car and couldn't help but look back at Yuan Yongxiang before leaving. It was empty and there was nothing.

But thinking about the conversation between the middle-aged man and that strange young man... Even though he was standing under the scorching sun at this time, the owner of the car couldn't help shivering and left quickly.

I thought it would be a quarrel, but the two sides resolved the issue peacefully, and the people who watched the fun dispersed.

Chen Ling glanced at Yuan Yongxiang, and felt that his complexion was still very bad: "Mr. Yuan, what happened to you just now, you are out of your mind."

"I..." After all, it was a family scandal, and Yuan Yongxiang couldn't say it, but thinking that it might help this time, he gritted his teeth and said it.

"I just went to the ward, and I happened to hear my wife talking in her sleep. I only heard part of the content, and it was almost all cursing at my mother."

Yuan Yongxiang felt pain in his heart, he frowned vigorously, and exhausted all his strength with a few short words, "I think the relationship between her and my mother may not be good, and everything I see on weekdays It's an illusion."

Chen Ling was a little puzzled: "Many things cannot be perfectly disguised. If their relationship has been very bad for a long time, how could you not notice it at all?"

"I don't know." Yuan Yongxiang squatted on the ground without any image, scratching his hair with both hands, "Mr. Chen, I am very confused now."

At this time, he didn't have the vigor to fight in the shopping malls in the past, and his dejected appearance was no different from that of a homeless man on the street.

Chen Ling also squatted down beside him: "Mr. Yuan, I hope you can be mentally prepared. In your mother's affairs, neither your wife nor her younger brother can get away from it."

Yuan Yongxiang suddenly turned his head to look over, his bloodshot eyes widened.

His facial muscles were tense, and his lips were drawn into a straight line. After an unknown amount of time, his lips were slightly opened, and words of resentment were squeezed out from between his teeth, "Is what Mr. Chen said true?"

"Naturally." The cause and effect involved in people cannot deceive people.

"But before my mother died, I stayed by the bed. There was no trauma, no sign of poisoning. How did they manage to kill her?" Yuan Yongxiang had already believed Chen Ling's words, and this person was now his life-saving straw.

"Mr. Yuan, there are many things in this world that you don't know. For example, Mrs. Yuan's family has an uncle who knows magic spells."

"You mean..."

"I'm not saying that they will definitely use spells to kill people, but it should be related."

Yuan Yongxiang took a few breaths and stood up suddenly, "Mr. Chen, what should we do next? If it can really be proved that the two of them killed my mother, I will definitely not let them go."

"You'll know when the time comes." Afraid of talking too much, Chen Ling asked Yuan Yongxiang to expose his plan, scaring the snake away and making people run away.

Yuan Yongxiang stood on the spot to calm down for a while, rubbed his hands heavily on his face, and then raised his head, his painful expressions were completely hidden.

"I'll go to her and apologize first." He said, "I was emotional just now, and I filed for divorce with Shen Mingyue. Right now, the important thing is to stabilize the siblings."

Yuan Yongxiang didn't just talk about it.

Back in the ward, he said to Mrs. Yuan who was in tears, "I was a little emotional just now, don't take it to heart."

Mrs. Yuan threw herself down from the bed excitedly, wrapping her hands around her husband's arms like vines: "Yongxiang, I just said such exaggerated words because I was too scared in my dream. I won't dare anymore. If you don’t dare, please forgive me.”

Mr. Yuan lowered his eyes to look at the hands on his arms, and felt a chill run up his back. He felt that those were not a pair of women's hands at all, but two poisonous snakes spit out letters.

He was afraid that if he went on like this, he would not be able to help pushing people away, so he softened his tone: "I was also at fault at the time... You know, too many things have happened at home recently, and I have become a little irritable."

He pulled out his arm calmly, wrapped it around the other person's shoulder, and asked in a gentle voice: "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

As soon as Yuan Yongxiang finished speaking, a person entered the door, it was Shen Mingliang.

With the packed food in his hand, he smiled at Yuan Yongxiang: "Brother-in-law, you are here." He lifted the bag and shook it twice, "I packed some food here, if my sister doesn't like it again Call something else."

Yuan Yongxiang nodded: "Alright."

He resisted the urge to smash that smiling face with a punch, and said with a smile, "Liangliang, you can make something for your sister. I'm tired today, so I'll sit here and rest for a while."

The husband has always been a gentle and considerate person, no matter if his mother or wife is sick, he will do everything by himself.

If it was normal, Mrs. Yuan would definitely be puzzled, but there were too many things that happened today, and she didn't want to explore anything.

Most importantly, she was afraid that her husband would ask her for a divorce again.

What Shen Mingliang packed back were all bland dishes, which seemed even more tasteless in the mouth of Mrs. Yuan, who had no taste at all.

She took a few mouthfuls perfunctorily and put down her chopsticks.

Shen Mingliang persuaded: "You have only eaten a few bites, eat more, so as not to be hungry at night."

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite." Mrs. Yuan pointed to the gauze on her face, "Besides, the wound hurts after chewing. It's better not to eat."

Yuan Yongxiang, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over. He always felt that his wife's tone of voice was a little coquettish. His scalp exploded immediately, and he stood up abruptly.

Mrs. Yuan and Shen Mingliang looked at him together, and Shen Mingliang asked, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Yuan Yongxiang quickly restrained his expression, "I just suddenly remembered Mr. Chen, why didn't he come back with you?"

Shen Mingliang said, "They're in the garden downstairs."

Yuan Yongxiang nodded and said, "I'll look for him."

Before leaving, he turned on the recording function of the phone, exited the software, changed it to run in the background, and locked the screen.

Downstairs in the garden, Chen Ling and Jiang Yu were indeed walking around, but the veteran was nowhere to be seen.

Yuan Yongxiang didn't bother him when he saw someone, but sat on a bench beside the road with a worried expression, thinking about it.

Shen Mingliang and Shen Mingyue are not related by blood.

As far as Yuan Yongxiang knew, Shen Mingliang was a child picked up by the Shen family when they were still living in the village. He and Shen Mingyue grew up together, studied and lived together, and their relationship has always been very good.

Moreover, Shen Mingliang had talked about girlfriends before, especially after Shen Mingyue married him, and his financial conditions improved with his help, girlfriends changed more frequently... So Yuan Yongxiang never doubted the relationship between the siblings. Is there any other relationship between.

But today, Yuan Yongxiang suddenly felt that when his wife talked to his younger brother, she seemed to be acting like a spoiled child.

He rubbed the space between his brows, wondering if he was thinking too much.

But the more you let yourself not think about it, the thought is like a seed that breaks the ground, growing irresistibly.

In the distance, Chen Ling took Jiang Yu's hand and found a stool to sit down on. Yuan Yongxiang's frowning face could be seen from a distance.

He sighed, inserted his finger between the man's five fingers, and clasped it firmly: "Mr. Yuan has a deep affection for his mother, it's a pity."

It's a pity that he met an unkind person, ruining a relationship between mother and child.

Jiang Yu: "Everyone has his own destiny."

Chen Ling turned his head to look at him: "You have it too?"

Jiang Yu chuckled, and raised the clasped hand of the two, "My life is yours."

Chen Ling let out a calm expression on his face, turned his head and looked forward again, but his ears turned red unsatisfactorily, and Jiang Yu pinched and rubbed them in his hands.

The ears that had been blown by the wind with great difficulty to cool down became even hotter.

Chen Ling raised his hand and pinched the messy hand in his hand, but the knuckles of the other party were one size bigger than his, and the five fingers obviously couldn't completely wrap them, and they were easily pulled away.

Seeing the young man staring at him warily, Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, rubbed his head, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Only then did Chen Ling loosen his pursed lips, and he glared at Jiang Yu again, warning in a low voice as if he were treating a disobedient child: "I'll call Li Hongyu, don't make trouble with me."

Jiang Yu kissed him on the lips: "One last time." Then he spread his hands, "Stop making trouble."

Chen Ling's heart was sweet and sour, seeing the old ancestor's rogue look, he felt very seductive, plunged into his arms, and rubbed his chin on the other's neck.

Jiang Yu laughed: "Are you acting like a baby?"

Chen Ling didn't speak, but changed his face in a second, left the other party's embrace and turned his back.

Li Hongyu seemed to know the purpose of Chen Ling's call. As soon as he got through, he said to the other end of the phone: "I checked, but I haven't found any clues. Everyone in the special investigation department is normal."

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, and said thank you, "I'm not only looking for you because of this matter, I have a case here, which should be related to magic."

Li Hongyu: "You want me to send someone over to arrest him?"

Chen Ling explained the case simply, "That's how things are. If it is really a sorcerer's death, the Shen family siblings can only be handed over to your special investigation department for detention."

Li Hongyu: "Okay, I'll send someone there now."

Chen Ling heard some noise in the receiver, and asked casually: "What's wrong?"

Li Hongyu said: "There is a case that everyone is going to rush over now." A urging voice came from behind, and he hurriedly said to Chen Ling, "We are leaving soon, we will talk later."

Chen Ling hung up the phone and stared at the screen in a daze.

The matter of Rong Xin and Fengling Mountain seemed to have left a mark on his heart, and he always felt that there was still something to happen.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly wondered: "Tell me, if Rong Xin and Feng Lingshan are really pawns in that man's chessboard, why didn't he stop us before we destroyed his pawns?"

Especially Fenglingshan, he even felt that the other party was deliberately luring them to stay and find out the truth.

If Wu Weiwei hadn't bumped into that Father Huang ghost, and if Qingtanzi hadn't provoked him with paper figurines in the middle of the night, they would have stayed in Fengling Mountain for another three or two days at most before leaving, and naturally they wouldn't have discovered the secrets of the village.

Father Huang's ghost is currently being held in the special investigation department, and Li Hongyu has other things to do, so the questioning can only be released later.

Seeing his seriousness, Jiang Yu had the intention of not giving up when he couldn't find the answer, and said, "Perhaps the chess piece has already completed the task of the chess piece?"

Chen Ling: "What do you mean, the Nine Yin Land and the Corpse Ranch have already become outcasts for each other?"

Jiang Yu nodded.

Chen Ling's heart sank, and the bad premonition in his heart became deeper and deeper.

There are always more people going out for a walk after dinner in summer than in bleak winter. The patients have been staying in the ward for a long time, and now that the sun is setting, they also come out for a walk.

Seeing an old man walking in front of him, Chen Ling seemed to be looking for a stool to rest. He took a deep breath, suppressed the layers of doubts in his heart, pulled Jiang Yu to stand up, and walked towards Yuan Yongxiang.

Yuan Yongxiang was in a trance when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two shadows extending to his feet, looked up, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Jiang."

He wanted to smile politely at the two of them, but he couldn't help it, he really couldn't.

Chen Ling didn't know how to comfort him, so he paused for a few seconds and asked directly, "When will Mrs. Yuan be discharged from the hospital?"

Yuan Yongxiang cheered up: "Right away."

Just do what you say, and immediately get up and go to the doctor to issue a discharge procedure.

The doctor is very disapproving of leaving the hospital now, "Mr. Yuan, you have also seen your wife's wound. If you are not careful when you go back, you will get infected."

"It doesn't matter, I will ask a professional nurse to take care of her." Yuan Yongxiang's attitude is very firm, and he is completely different from the man who eagerly asked about his wife's condition.

The doctor persuaded a few more words, but seeing that the other party refused to eat oil and salt, he had no choice but to give up.

A group of people took the paperwork and ran into the old man just outside the door of the ward.

The old man was full of wine and food, and his face was full of red. When he saw Jiang Yu who was treating guests, he took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yu nodded and accompanied Chen Ling into the ward.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yuan Yongxiang entering the bathroom with the mobile phone on the coffee table.

He locked the bathroom door, squatted on the toilet, and unlocked his phone.

The recording lasted for more than an hour. Yuan Yongxiang was nervous, and the hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help shaking. He took several deep breaths in a row, and finally clicked on the recording

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The recording was quiet at first, and he carefully dragged the progress bar bit by bit, for fear of missing something.

When recording No. 30 minutes and 40 seconds, a voice came from inside, it was Mrs. Yuan's voice.

【Bright, my face hurts so much. She sobbed, "Will my face recover, will there be scars, and if there are scars, will you dislike me?" 】

When Yuan Yongxiang heard this, he almost dropped his phone.

He gritted his teeth tightly, the muscles of his cheeks twitched a few times, and he calmed down the anger in his heart before continuing to listen.

Shen Mingliang comforted: [No, I haven't seen what you look like in these years, even if you do leave scars, I still like you.And now there is no medical beauty that can remove scars, if you really mind, I will accompany you to remove the scars. 】

【Bright, you are still the best to me. 】

After speaking intermittently, Mrs. Yuan suddenly said anxiously: 【Mingliang, do you think Uncle can get rid of that old bastard. 】

Shen Mingliang scolded: [Shut up, be careful that the walls have ears! 】

Mrs. Yuan was silent for a while: [I'm not afraid, the nightmare I had in the afternoon was terrible. I dreamed that the old thing took all the skin off my body, so I, I...]

Talking and crying again.

The following words were all about Shen Mingliang's consolation, and the intimate words of the two of you. Yuan Yongxiang was furious when he heard it. He couldn't hold back this time, and really smashed his phone.

The people outside could hear it clearly. Shen Mingliang walked from the hospital bed to the bathroom door first, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Brother-in-law, are you okay?"

Yuan Yongxiang pulled the door open with a rage on his brows.

"It's nothing." He sneered, "I just received a call, and someone in the company reported that someone was avenging their favor and secretly hiding things. I was so angry that I accidentally dropped my phone."

Shen Mingliang nodded, not at all confused by Yuan Yongxiang's intentions, and his psychological quality was excellent.

"You are usually so busy with business, how can you do without a phone." Before returning to the sofa, he took his coat and went out, "I'll go buy you a new one now."

Yuan Yongxiang said: "Your sister will be discharged from the hospital soon, didn't you send us back?"

Shen Mingliang was taken aback: "Brother-in-law, isn't your driver here?"

Yuan Yongxiang seemed to remember, "Look at me, I forgot, the driver is in the parking lot. You go first, and go home directly later."

Mrs. Yuan looked back and forth between her husband and younger brother. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She always felt that Yuan Yongxiang was a little weird, and his words were a little blunt, as if he was holding his breath.

But after careful consideration, there seems to be nothing wrong with the tone.

"Mingyue, take this first." The old Taoist who had been silent all this time suddenly said, and handed over a yellow talisman, which was drawn with chicken blood, and gave off a bloody smell.

Mrs. Yuan pinched it with two fingers in disgust. She heard the old Taoist said to keep it next to her body. She was very reluctant: "Uncle, this is too dirty. What if blood gets on me?"

The old Taoist didn't want to say more, and said stiffly: "It seems that you are still not scared enough, so just throw it away."

Chen Ling raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the old man to be so bold.

Sensing that someone was watching, the old man glanced at Chen Ling and went straight out the door.

Since Mrs. Yuan was attacked again, he has been walking around the hospital, looking for traces of ghosts, but found nothing. Instead, he took in a childbirth ghost outside the obstetrics and gynecology department.

He was standing in the corridor, thinking about how to catch ghosts tonight, when suddenly there was another person in front of him.

Chen Ling smiled at the old Taoist, humbly asking for advice: "What does the old man plan to do tonight?"

"That fierce ghost is lingering on the bright moon, and it will appear sooner or later. It's good to just sit back and wait. There is no need to do unnecessary things." The old man looked at the young man, "If you are not afraid, then use the ink fountain thread to bind the ghost for me, so that she does not run away. gone."

Chen Ling didn't answer, but instead asked: "Mr., since you said you wanted to influence Mrs. Yuan, I know you are an upright and sensible person."

"I want to ask you something, if things are different from what you knew in advance, what are you going to do? Do you want to continue helping the Shen family brothers and sisters, or just sit on the sidelines."

"What do you mean?" The light in the old Taoist's eyes suddenly sharpened, "Say what you have to say."

Chen Ling: "The Shen family sisters and brothers have their lives tied to their bodies, do you know about this?"

The old Daoist was taken aback, and he shouted: "Nonsense! I watched them grow up, and they can't do anything outrageous."

Chen Ling didn't get angry when he was yelled at, and continued with a good temper: "There are so many temptations in the world of flowers, who can guarantee that they will always keep their hearts?"

"So what? I believe in their siblings." The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of warning, "I don't care where you heard these things, and I don't care what your purpose is for saying these words, in a word , if you don’t want to help me, just stay honest tonight, if you make trouble, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Chen Ling looked at the old Taoist quietly: "Old man, I'm sorry, I'll take care of the Yuan family's affairs."