Relocation Brigade

Mrs. Yuan's discharge procedures have been completed, she changed her hospital gown, turned to look at Yuan Yongxiang, stretched out her hand softly and called out to her husband.

Yuan Yongxiang wanted to rush up and give her two fists, but he endured it, walked over with a smile, grabbed her hand and walked out.

Chen Ling glanced at Shen Mingliang, the man's strong body stretched his suit very tightly, his brows and eyes seemed calm, but there was a hint of hostility that was not easy to provoke.

Especially his eyes, which always looked at Yuan Yongxiang's back from time to time.

Chen Ling coughed lightly, and spoke to him: "Mr. Shen, you and Mrs. Yuan seem to have a good sibling relationship." He sighed, showing an envious expression, "I wish I had a sister too."

"I grew up with her, so the relationship is naturally very good." Shen Mingliang didn't want to talk to him, and walked forward like a snake.

Chen Ling pouted at his back, turned his head and said to Jiang Yu: "Don't you think his answer is weird, whose siblings didn't grow up together since childhood."

Jiang Yu glanced at him, leaned over, his lips almost touched the young man's ear: "There is no blood relationship between them."

"Ah?" Chen Ling was taken aback, "No way."

Jiang Yu: "Look carefully at his face."

At this time, for no reason, he ran to stare at Shen Mingliang's face to study, isn't this looking for a fight?

Chen Ling stretched out his hand to scratch the man's palm: "Don't be tricky, talk about it quickly."

For Yu Jiangyu, he doesn't need the birth date to easily see through the other party's fate: "His six relatives are shallow, he should be an orphan."

Thinking of the intimacy between Shen Mingliang and Mrs. Yuan, Chen Ling's face suddenly turned ugly, "Then they..."

Jiang Yu nodded, grabbed the young man's finger, and gently rubbed his thumb with his thumb, "There is no relationship between them in terms of blood, but in terms of name and current status, it is indeed impolite."

Chen Ling stood still, staring at Shen Mingliang's back and said, "The reason why they killed the old lady was because the old lady found out about their affair."

Jiang Yu: "Just look at it."

While talking, he arrived at the underground garage unknowingly.

Yuan Yongxiang naturally wanted to ride in the same car with his wife. Seeing that Chen Ling and Jiang Yu were a couple, he probably didn't want to sit separately, so he said to Shen Mingliang, "Let Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang share a car with you."

"No need." Jiang Yu said, "I drove here."

Shen Mingliang sneered, just in time, he didn't want to carry it yet, he felt his nose was dirty by breathing the same air with these people.

Jiang Yu asked Chen Ling to stand where he was, and drove the car over by himself. When he saw the logo, Shen Mingliang was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't expect this pair of gays to be able to afford such an expensive car!

In contrast, Yuan Yongxiang seemed much more ordinary. People who could be personally introduced by Jiang Shengxing must have a lot of ability. People like them rely on their skills to make a living, and the most important thing they lack is money.

What's more, he always felt that the man surnamed Jiang with extraordinary bearing might be from the Jiang family.

Mrs. Yuan glanced out the window and said with a smile, "I never thought that being a magician can make so much money these days."

"Pay attention to your words." Yuan Yongxiang sternly said suddenly, which startled Mrs. Yuan, and she blamed, "Why are you so fierce, why can't you say something well."

Yuan Yongxiang said: "Mr. Chen is an expert introduced by Jiang Shengxing. If you offend someone because of your inappropriate words, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Mrs. Yuan's eyes immediately turned red. You know, Yuan Yongxiang would never talk to her like this before.

She couldn't help thinking, could it be that what she did was found out, but if it was found out, why didn't Yuan Yongxiang expose her.

Mrs. Yuan shook her head, denying this idea. She glanced at her husband quietly, thinking, it should be because of her mother's death and she was in a bad mood.

She pursed her lips and persuaded in a low voice: "Okay, I know I was wrong. Didn't I lose my mind when I said that? Don't be angry."

Yuan Yongxiang glanced at his grasped arm, goosebumps formed under his sleeve, he gritted his teeth and said patiently: "Stay in the room when you get home, and don't go downstairs if you have nothing to do."

He was afraid that if he looked at this woman a few more times, he wouldn't be able to resist stabbing her to death with a knife!

Mrs. Yuan was suspicious, and was about to test it out, when she heard her husband say, "Mr. Chen and the others will do it in the hall at night, and women can't get close."

There are a lot of specialties in the way of opening the altar, Mrs. Yuan believed it, and as soon as she got home, she obediently went back to her room.

This is a high-end community, and the property is equipped with a physiotherapy team, so it is not a problem to treat the injury on Mrs. Yuan's face.Soon, the medical staff sent by the property came to the door.

Mrs. Yuan was sitting by the bed, tilting her head so that someone could change her dressing, her eyes naturally fell on the corner outside the bathroom.

Somehow, the corner of the wall was dark and disgusting.

She frowned, and was about to turn her face away, when she suddenly realized that the dark thing looked like a pair of feet.

Uncontrollably, the eyes began to move upwards, passing over the legs and body in the black shroud, to the neckline.

The neckline is slightly bulging, as if there is something big hidden in the chest...

"Ah!" Mrs. Yuan yelled in surprise and shrank back suddenly.

Her sudden movement startled the nurse who was helping to apply the medicine, and the tweezers in her hand fell off without holding it firmly.

It was also Mrs. Yuan's bad luck. When the tweezers were sliding down, they just brushed her skinless wound, and the flat nipples left a long bloodstain on the wound.

Looking at it from a distance, it seems that the face is about to be cut open.

"I didn't mean it!" The nurse was terrified, not knowing what to do.

Mrs. Yuan, as if she didn't know the pain, had already shrunk from the side of the bed to the foot of the bed. She hugged her knee with one hand, and picked up the alcohol bottle on the bedside tray with the other hand, and smashed it hard towards the bathroom. go.

The sound of glass cracking sounded one after another, alarming the people downstairs.

When Yuan Yongxiang caught up, the whole room was in a mess. Except for Mrs. Yuan who had changed from sitting to standing, all the people sent by the property were huddled behind the sofa.

As soon as the owner came up, the leading doctor walked out quickly to explain the situation.

Yuan Yongxiang waved his hand, saying that he would not pursue the nurse's fault, but Shen Mingliang, who came later, was not forgiving.

Yuan Yongxiang immediately sneered and said: "Mingyue's mental state has been very bad recently. It was she who suddenly screamed and struggled that caused the nurse to miss. If you blame the nurse for this matter, it would be biased."

Chen Ling glanced at the two who were about to quarrel, and walked up to Mrs. Yuan.

There was a long red scratch on her face, and the wound, which was not covered by gauze, looked even more hideous under the bright light.

He stood by the bed and asked calmly, "Did you see Mrs. Yuan again?"

Hearing Mrs. Yuan's words, Mrs. Yuan's eyeballs trembled violently for a moment, and she wished she could squeeze her body into the corner.

Chen Ling said again: "Why are you so afraid of her, and why does she keep pestering you?"

"I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything!" Mrs. Yuan felt like she was suddenly stepped on, grabbed something from the bedside table below and threw it at the young man's head.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chen Ling pulled out the telescopic stick from his back neatly, and hit Mrs. Yuan's wrist precisely.

The exquisite retro desk lamp just fell on the bed.

The dull pain made Mrs. Yuan quickly regain her senses. She blinked, stared at the young man's face with her eyes that were flushed from fright, and said, "Sorry, I was too excited just now, so I didn't hurt you."

Chen Ling shook his head: "No."

He turned his head and glanced at the corner outside the bathroom, there was nothing there, but Mrs. Yuan could not help turning her eyes secretly, telling him that the old lady of the Yuan family had been here before.

Chen Ling turned his head, his eyes fell on Mrs. Yuan's face again, and reminded: "Mrs. Yuan, why is the wound on your face even bigger?"

Mrs. Yuan raised her hand in fright, and shrank her shoulders before touching it. The breeze blew past, and her face felt cold.

Realizing something, she pushed aside the young man standing by the bed and re-entered the bathroom.

In the mirror, there was no skin left on the right half of his face, and the scarlet flesh was just ostentatiously exposed, like a silent mockery.

"My face... my face!" The hair of the person in the mirror was messy, half of her face was intact, and half of her skin was peeled off. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is a ghost crawling out of hell.

Mr. Yuan and Shen Mingliang, who were in the middle of an argument, also stopped, one with relief in astonishment, and one with a hint of horror in their calm faces.

Yuan Yongxiang hid his emotions. He walked into the bathroom, looked at Mrs. Yuan's face and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why is there another piece of skin missing, does it hurt?"

Mrs. Yuan couldn't feel the pain at all. At this time, she was full of fear, and she rushed to her husband with red eyes: "Yongxiang, save me, save me quickly. Your mother is going to torture me to death!"

Yuan Yongxiang pressed his wife's head on his shoulders: "Yes, I will."

I don't know if he said that he will definitely save people, or that the old lady will definitely torture people to death.

Shen Mingliang looked at the injury on his sister's face, and his brows became more and more tight. He suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him. There was nothing behind him, only the man surnamed Jiang was standing with his uncle.

Meeting Shen Mingliang's gaze, the old man took a step forward, and reluctantly pulled out two talisman papers from his pocket.

He stuffed one of them into Shen Mingliang's hand: "The evil spirits are coming very aggressively, and they will not give up until they achieve their goals. In a critical situation, just hit the yellow talisman on the opponent, which can help you escape."

Jiang Yu glanced at the yellow talisman, and moved the fingers hanging on the side of his legs slightly.

No one noticed that the "Sha" on the two yellow talismans was missing a dot each.

The old Taoist walked into the bathroom, handed her another yellow talisman, and repeated what he told Shen Mingliang, "Since the ghost is haunting you, you should not walk around at will. It is best to go downstairs and talk to the rest of you." people stay together."

"But..." Mrs. Yuan looked at her husband in surprise, "But Yongxiang said that he will do something next time, and women are not allowed to be present."

The old man looked at Yuan Yongxiang strangely, and was about to question him, when Chen Ling from behind suddenly stood up: "It's what I said to do."

Yuan Yongxiang's purpose of saying that was nothing more than to make that vicious woman alone and suffer more torture. He had a vague feeling that his mother didn't really want to kill her, otherwise Shen Mingyue would not be able to live now.

He nodded to Chen Ling who had rescued him, but his heart was shocked despite his gratitude.

I don't know since when, my heart is also filled with hatred.

The old man glanced at the young man, but didn't say anything, he just thought he was fooling Yuan Yongxiang, and asked for a lot of money when the time came.

There was a commotion, and Mrs. Yuan didn't dare to stay upstairs alone anymore. After the doctor re-cleaned and applied medicine for her, she followed the rest of the people downstairs.

Chen Ling glanced at the woman who was sitting diagonally across from him, half of her face was covered with gauze, and wondered why Old Madam Yuan was so obsessed with tearing her face off.

He bowed his head and sent a text message to the man sitting next to him: [The old lady is tearing her face off, is she trying to tell Mr. Yuan that Shen Mingyue's kindness and gentleness are just appearances? 】

【In that case, after you took the order, why didn't she tell you Shen Mingyue's true face directly, and ask you to pass it on to Mr. Yuan? 】

Chen Ling read this message back and forth three times, and his doubts grew.

Ghosts have a keen eye on people, and the old lady has appeared in front of him two or three times. The other person should know that he can see ghosts.But why didn't she just tell the truth?

unwilling?Chen Ling thought it was impossible.

The old lady worked so hard to bring up her son. No one else can perceive how deep the mother-child relationship is. Chen Ling believes that she can give everything for her son.

She will not let go of the opportunity to expose Shen Mingyue's true face.

Then there is only one reason left, and that is that she cannot speak.

People can't speak because of problems with their tongue or vocal cords. The same is true for ghosts. If a corpse is damaged or there is a problem with the throat during life, they will naturally be unable to speak after death.

Chen Ling stood up and said to Yuan Yongxiang, "Mr. Yuan, take a step to speak."

Yuan Yongxiang looked at him in astonishment, although he was at a loss, he didn't ask anything, and followed the young man to the back garden.

Chen Ling cut to the chase and said, "Did your old lady have any language barriers during her lifetime?"

"No." Yuan Yongxiang frowned, "Why do you ask that suddenly?"

Chen Ling said: "The old lady's body may be damaged."

Yuan Yongxiang froze in place, unable to react for a long time, "Why did you say that suddenly?"

Chen Ling was silent for a while, and spoke out his guess. After hearing this, Yuan Yongxiang's face turned green and then turned pale, and his heart seemed to be crushed by a huge rock, which was unbearably depressed.

After about two or three minutes, Yuan Yongxiang suddenly sat down on the ground limply, gripping the turf on the ground with both hands, "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I'm fucking damned!"

His tone became more and more irritable, and finally he raised his hand and slapped himself hard, and then another slap...

"Mr. Yuan." Chen Ling grabbed his hand, "Calm down first, now is not the time to blame yourself."

Yuan Yongxiang broke away from the young man's hand and hugged his head tightly: "Why didn't my mother die, I didn't take good care of me when I was alive, and I didn't let her be peaceful when I died."

Knowing that there were two pairs of eyes staring at him from behind, he didn't dare to lose his composure, and didn't dare to be sad for too long, so he wiped his face and stood up from the ground.

At this time, except for the slight redness of his eyes, his whole body has changed, and he said in a calm and restrained voice: "From before my mother became bedridden, until she was sent to the funeral parlor, and even until she was cremated, I have always been there. "

"If they want to do something, there is only one time when it is possible, and that is before the mother's body is sent to the cremation furnace."

The fire was so big, even if the body was unwell, those who were separated by the iron gate couldn't see it clearly.

Chen Ling: "So, they bribed the staff in private."

Yuan Yongxiang's eyes were full of hostility: "It should be." He took out his mobile phone and called his subordinate, ordering the other party to send someone to the funeral home to investigate now.

After hanging up the phone, he recovered for a few seconds and said to Chen Ling: "Let's go, Mr. Chen, staying outside for a long time will arouse suspicion."

Sure enough, as soon as the two entered the door, Mrs. Yuan came up to them and asked them what they were talking about.

Mr. Yuan: "Discuss when to relocate my mother's grave."

Chen Ling nodded: "The 29th day of the lunar calendar this month is very good."

Mrs. Yuan was not interested in this, but she pretended to be very concerned, "At that time, I can make some important points, and then I will burn more paper money, clothes and so on for my mother."

Because of the need to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, there are no servants left in the villa.

Shen Mingliang glanced at the clock on the wall and stood up, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll ask the restaurant I know to deliver it."

Chen Ling said bluntly, "I want seafood porridge."

Yuan Yongxiang had no appetite and asked for the same thing as him.

Mrs. Yuan covered half of her face, curled her lower lip at Shen Mingliang, and said, "I want porridge too. My face hurts, so I can't eat anything else."

It's strange to say that the burning pain on the face has been relieved after returning home, and even the newly peeled part is not very painful.

Mrs. Yuan felt that the decision to come back from the hospital couldn't be more correct, and everything would be over when my uncle took the old man away.

Thinking of this, her mood relaxed, and there was an unconcealable joy in her eyes.

For the next period of time, the weather was calm, and the evil spirit hid itself, never showing itself.Just when everyone couldn't help but want to breathe a sigh of relief, the door rang.

Yuan Yongxiang went to open the door and saw a strange face.

The visitor didn't have a food box in his hand, he was a little fat, and said with a smile, "I'm looking for Chen Ling."

Chen Ling felt that the voice was a little familiar, got up and walked to the entrance, and found that it was Brother Fat.

Fat Senior Brother: "Hong Yu asked me to come over."

Chen Ling nodded, then turned to Yuan Yongxiang and whispered, "Sorcerers won't leave evidence when harming people. Public security agencies can't do anything to them, but other agencies can."

Even if the old lady of the Yuan family leniently released the Shen family brothers and sisters, they would still spend the rest of their lives in prison.

Yuan Yongxiang nodded, and politely invited him in.

Fat Senior Brother entered the living room, looked around first, and finally sat down not far from Jiang Yu. Soon, Chen Ling also came over, sitting between Fat Senior Brother and Jiang Yu.

Shen Mingliang hesitated and said, "Mr. Chen, this is..."

Chen Ling didn't know Brother Fat's name, so it was hard to introduce him, so he just said, "My friend."

Shen Mingliang's eyes flickered, he frowned, raised his butt and moved a little further away.

Not long after, the delivery man came. After dinner, everyone was still waiting in the living room for Xiesong to come to the door, but for some reason, they didn't wait until after ten o'clock at night.

Mrs. Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, she whispered to Yuan Yongxiang with a bitter face, "Yongxiang, I want to go to the bathroom."

Yuan Yongxiang accompanied her to the bathroom on the first floor and found that the light was broken, so he went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Mrs. Yuan went into the bathroom, and seeing that her husband had no intention of going in, she begged in a low voice, "Can you come in and wait for me, I'm afraid."

The entrance did not turn on the light, Yuan Yongxiang's face was hidden in the darkness: "Don't close the door, I will wait for you at the door."

Mrs. Yuan thought it was fine, anyway, the door is only a few steps away from the toilet inside.

She walked in slowly, and when she passed by the mirror, she caught a glimpse of a figure behind her, she froze all over, stood still suddenly and turned her head to look at the mirror.

The pale old lady was smiling, with her arms around her neck hanging from her back.

The stiff smile that seemed to be painted on her face grew bigger and bigger at this moment, and finally she showed her mouth that was stained red by the broken tongue.

Mrs. Yuan was about to turn around when there was a sudden bang in the bathroom, and the open door slammed on the frame mercilessly before her eyes, locking it tightly.