Relocation Brigade

From the elliptical courtyard dam, you can glimpse the edge of the lake.

There are many pines and cypresses planted nearby, tall and straight, with overgrown weeds below, and there is a yellow path beside it.On the small road, a villager passed by carrying two buckets. He seemed to be extremely afraid of the lake water, and he took every step carefully, turning his head to look at the lake from time to time.

Chen Ling's sight was limited by distance and azimuth, so he stepped forward a few steps and walked to the edge of the courtyard dam.

Only then did I see that there was a well beside the lake, and there were three or two villagers standing beside the well, who were preparing to fetch water.

Chen Ling looked back at Jiang Yu: "What did you see on the lake?"

"Ghost air." Jiang Yu stood beside the young man, raised his hand and pointed, "Look there."

There are three or two pagoda trees standing at the position the man pointed to. The pagoda trees are not very strong, and the branches are spread out. The three trees are connected together to form a huge shade area.

The growth is so good, not only because of the suitable climate and sufficient water, but also because they like shade.

Chen Ling unconsciously thought of the centuries-old pagoda tree near his grave when he moved his ancestor's grave.

Pursing his lips, he asked in a low voice, "Did that old pagoda tree accompany you for many years?"

Jiang Yu squinted at him and said softly, "I don't know."

Chen Ling was unhappy, "Why don't you know, don't be perfunctory."

"It's not perfunctory, I really don't know." Jiang Yu said, "Before you came, I had been sleeping, and I didn't know how the things around me were developing."

Chen Ling began to climb up the pole: "Then why do you keep sleeping, sleepy?"

I can't.

According to his daily observations, Jiang Yu is not much different from other ghosts. He doesn't need to sleep at all, and he just closes his eyes for a short time to rest his mind.

Chen Ling always felt that the "sleeping" in the man's mouth probably meant being forced.

Thinking about the scarlet spell on the opponent's back again, he turned his brain around and got involved with the story of the demon being sealed that he had heard before.

We're all lying on the same bed, and it's better to be honest about some things, so that one day the enemy will catch up with you, and you will still be stunned in place, unable to help you.

Chen Ling looked back at Wu Weiwei, pulled the man away, and said with a serious expression: "Jiang Yu, tell me honestly, are you... Have you been sealed in Jiang's house by some profound magician?"

Jiang Yu: "...I haven't."

Chen Ling: "Then why are you sleeping?"

As soon as the words fell, the old ancestor turned his eyes away and looked away, as if he didn't want to mention it.

Chen Ling became more suspicious: "Are you hiding from some enemy?"

After asking, I feel that it is impossible.

Jiang Yu crawled out of the grave and spent so long in the mortal world, and he has another identity--yiner.If there were any enemies, they would have come to the door long ago.

Jiang Yu raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "Because I'm bored."

Chen Ling was confused: "..."

He seemed to feel that this answer would damage his indifferent and steady image. Without further ado, the man pulled the young man up and walked down, not forgetting to call out to Wu Weiwei to let him follow quickly.

Chen Ling raised his eyes and looked at the back of the man's head, and wanted to ask, since he was so bored, why didn't he come out for a walk, and if he didn't want to go far, playing disco on his own grave could also pass the time.

"Brother Jiang." He lowered his voice, "How long have you been sleeping down there? Wouldn't it be bad for the union to go directly to the underworld?"

Jiang Yu didn't turn his head back and said, "No, no one dares to say anything."

Chen Ling reacted very quickly: "No one dares to make irresponsible remarks about absenteeism. Brother Jiang, you are not a shopkeeper, are you?" Only the highest-ranking big leaders can be so aggressive.

Jiang Yu turned around, pinching the young man's cheeks with slightly cool hands, "Walk well, don't ask if it's okay, huh?"

Chen Ling silently stared at the man's face for two seconds. His light-colored eyes were still so pretty, but he felt a little guilty.

He nodded solemnly, and changed the subject according to the other party's intention, "If you don't ask, don't ask, but your tone just now really sounds like you are being coquettish."

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, suddenly pulled the man closer, and pressed the young man's lips tightly.

This time the kiss was very restrained. After rolling it hard a few times, he asked, "Do you still like it?"

Chen Ling shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly said: "It's not like that anymore!"

He touched his burning ears, pushed the man forward, then turned around and stared at Wu Weiwei forcefully.

He heard it when he was kissed just now, and the people who were left behind kept screaming strangely!

Taking advantage of Jiang Yu's inattention, he took a step behind and waited for Wu Weiwei to catch up, and said in a low voice, "What were you doing with the background sound?"

"No." Wu Weiwei's serious expression only tensed for three seconds, and then he smiled and bumped Brother Chen with his shoulder.

"Actually, you two are quite sweet." He sighed, "It's so sweet that I want to fall in love."

Chen Ling: "Talk if you want to talk, it's not human if you don't talk."

"Where can I find a partner?" Wu Weiwei counted his shortcomings with his fingers, "I have no education, no ability, no money and no house. I can't find a girl with this kind of condition."

Chen Ling stopped suddenly, and looked him up and down with his chin: "If you can't find a girl, find a boyfriend."

Wu Weiwei: "Don't label me indiscriminately, I'm straight."

"Not necessarily." Chen Ling also counted for him with his fingers, "You saw that I did not reject Brother Jiang's kiss, but was very interested in it. And before that, Brother Jiang and I were in a pure man-to-man relationship, how could you It’s easy to say we’ve done it.”

Seeing that the people next to him were silent, he deliberately clicked tut tut tut.

Wu Weiwei suddenly felt ashamed and panicked: "I, I am not gossip."

"Your neck is red." Chen Ling looked carefully. Although it was not obvious, it was indeed red.

He grabbed the young man who was about to leave, and asked in a low voice, "You are not a deep cabinet, are you?"

Wu Weiwei's mind crashed, leaving a blank.

Chen Ling patted him on the shoulder and came up with an idea: "There is no need to hide it, our family is very open-minded, no matter you like men or women, we will support you."

A few words that were as simple as a joke but as serious as they were, actually made Wu Weiwei start to reflect on himself.

Like girls?Not really.

He grew up with a blind adoptive father since he was a child. A fortune-telling booth and a small amount of money in his pocket were all of their wealth.Just ask, how many girls can fall in love with someone like him?

Others look down on him, so he doesn't think about it. Over time, he has no desire for love, and even what appears in the charming dream is just a silhouette that can't tell the difference between a man and a woman.

As for men ...

Wu Weiwei frowned in distress, thinking that he might like a man, he didn't reject it at all!

What the hell is going on!

Feeling agitated and fluctuating, Wu Weiwei walked faster and faster unconsciously, and soon rushed to the front.

Chen Ling shouted at his back: "Go slowly, the stone slabs on the road are a bit slippery!"

The stone slabs paved on the dirt road have experienced countless winds, rains, and frictions with the soles of human shoes, and each piece is almost 01:30 smooth and flat.

Wu Weiwei didn't hear clearly, and turned around to ask questions, when he stepped on a round bump, slipped, fell directly, and sprained his foot.

He sat on the ground hugging his right leg in extreme pain, cursing his mother in his heart, this is out of luck, drinking water didn't get stuffed between his teeth, and he fell flat when walking.

Chen Ling hurried over, grabbed his arm and helped him up: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Something happened, I sprained my ankle." Wu Weiwei said with a bitter face.

Chen Ling raised his head and looked around. There were new two-story buildings nearby, as well as old small one-story houses with courtyards.

He said: "You wait for me here, I will ask about the accommodation."

Just as Wu Weiwei was about to jump on one foot, he was pressed by his shoulders in a warning from Brother Chen. He hung his head limply: "Okay."

In the square with a yard, some villagers are squatting on the ground cutting grass for pigs.

Hearing the knock on the door, she turned her head and saw that it was two strangers, she immediately asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Chen Ling politely explained the purpose of his visit, but the other party immediately got up and walked over, closing the open courtyard door forcefully.

Chen Ling covered the sore tip of his nose after hitting a wall, and asked Jiang Yu with a downcast face: "Brother Jiang, why don't we contact the village chief too?"

Jiang Yu took away the young man's hand and blew on the tip of his nose: "Let's go."

Chen Ling touched the tip of his nose stupidly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Let's go." Jiang Yu pampered the young man's head.

The house where the village chief lives is not a newly built small building, but a traditional shared house with a courtyard. It looks no different from other houses from the outside. The interior decoration is simple, and it looks like it has been specially redecorated.

It is not good to come home empty-handed. Chen Ling bought a few bottles of Erguotou and bags of lo-mei at the small shop in the village. As soon as he entered the village head's house, he enthusiastically put the things on the ground and went up to shake hands with the village head.

No matter who it is, being valued and being treated with just the right enthusiasm will make you feel happy.

The village head said with a smile: "Come here, buy anything."

Chen Ling: "It should be."

The village chief took out a bag of soft red plums, shook out one and lit it for himself, and then asked Chen Ling and Jiang Yu if they wanted it.

Seeing that the two refused, he put the cigarette back, raised his legs habitually, and squinted his eyes through the smoke: "The scientific expedition team who came here to explore told me that they have new members arriving, if you guessed correctly That's right, it should be the two of you?"

"The village chief, there are not two, but three." Chen Ling said, "There is another one with a twisted foot, and he is still waiting for us to go back on the field ridge under the courtyard dam."

The village head hurriedly said: "Why did I twist my foot? I have medicine here." He turned to his wife who was sitting outside picking vegetables and said, "Cuifen, go and get some plaster."

The woman outside let out a cry, and quickly came over with a patch of medicine.

Chen Ling took it: "Thank you."

Cuifen shook her head, and said softly: "The roads in the village are not very easy to walk, especially some stone slabs have been polished for many years and are easy to slip. You have to be careful." Thinking of something, she paused, her voice lowered a lot unconsciously , "Especially on the edge of the Blue Lake, you have to be more careful."

The clothes on her body had a strange smell, like the smell of burnt paper, or scented wax.

Chen Ling guessed that she should have just gone to help the newly dead couple in the village with the funeral.

He withdrew his thoughts and turned to look at the village chief: "Village chief, my two colleagues and I want to find a place to stay tonight. I don't know if you have a suitable place."

But the village chief asked back: "You just went to the bungalow under the Yuanba to ask about it. I just came back from outside and saw it all."

Chen Ling said embarrassingly, "We were the ones who were abrupt."

The village chief curled his lips: "It has nothing to do with you, Li Dong's wife is just so temperamental, and she doesn't like others to go to their house."

Chen Ling only thought that the other party had such a personality, and didn't ask any further questions.

Seeing that neither of them had much interest in gossip, the village chief resentfully changed the subject and started talking about business: "There is still a vacant house in the village. There is a small second floor behind the bamboo forest not far from Li Dong's house. The owner of the building is out. I went to work and am not at home, if you want to live in, I will call and tell you."

Chen Ling didn't pay much attention to where he lived, as long as it didn't leak rain or wind, "It's troublesome."

"No trouble." The house is rented out for a short period of time, and the village head can earn money as a middleman, which is what he wishes for.

Soon, the village head communicated with the owner of the house, 200 yuan a day.

Chen Ling secretly sent a text message to Li Hongyu and learned that they rented at this price, so he agreed: "Okay, can I pay the rent every day?"

"Okay." The village head stubbed out the cigarette, stood up eagerly, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

When he walked out of the main room door, he turned around suddenly and said, "By the way, the rent for bedding and the like is extra, thirty per bed, how about it?"

"..." Chen Ling was speechless, this is a money fan, "Yes."

The village chief took a few steps forward, and stopped again. Chen Ling's mind was active, and he thought that this time, he probably had to eat three meals a day.

Sure enough, the village chief smiled and said, "Little brother, our farm dishes are all freshly picked, and we have three meals a day..."

Chen Ling took a deep breath, and quickly took the initiative, "...by meal, if necessary, I will tell you in advance, and each meal will be made according to the standard of 75 yuan."

According to his own calculations, the village head can earn money at this price. He rubbed his hands and said, "That's it."

Only then did Chen Ling heave a sigh of relief, and motioned him to lead the way quickly.

They went around to pick up Wu Weiwei under the courtyard dam, bypassed Li Dong's one-story courtyard, went all the way up, passed through a bamboo forest, and then saw the two-story building behind.

The small building is brand new, and it probably hasn't been lived in for a few days after it's repaired.

The village chief couldn't help but started gossiping again: "The owner of this house is Shen Dazhuang. He said he earned a little money working outside and came back to repair the house for his father to take care of... Oh, yes, he is a single parent. When his mother gave birth to him, he was a single parent. Difficult childbirth, he died in the hospital. His father was both a mother and a father, and it was not easy to bring him up. And for the sake of the child not being wronged, he has been alone and never found him. "

Realizing that he was going too far, the village chief smiled sarcastically, forced the topic back, and sighed: "Hey, who knew that his father didn't have that kind of luck. He died of illness in the old house just after the house was built."

Chen Ling wondered, "Are there many people with the surname Shen here?"

Shen Mingyue, Shen Mingliang, plus an uncle who is a Taoist priest, there are three, and now Shen Dazhuang's family is added.

"Many." When the village chief mentioned his surname, his emotions were very complicated. "My surname is also Shen. Our Blue Lake Village got its name from the lake, but a long time ago, it was also called Shenjia Village. If you trace it back, everyone's roots are the same. They are all of the same ancestor. If the situation hadn’t changed decades ago, someone contacted our scattered branches to escape together, and everyone is still scattered outside.”

After a tree spreads its branches and leaves, each branch has its own extension direction.

Reunion is naturally good, but such a reunion is based on the decline of the family, so it is not so beautiful.

The village chief smiled and raised his finger forward: "Go on this fork."

Chen Ling walked straight along the path he pointed to, stepped on a few steps, and entered the open yard.

On the edge of the yard, bricks were used to build a [-] cm kan'er, and in the corner were several empty flower pots stacked together. Next to the flower pots was a relatively simple shed, inside which were placed rows of rabbits. cage.

The village chief followed the young man's line of sight, said with an ooh, and said: "After the house was repaired, Shen Dazhuang and the others came back to live for a while, saying they wanted to raise some rabbits for sale, and they didn't go out anymore, but they didn't know what happened. It didn’t take long before they suddenly sold all the rabbits at a low price, and hurried back to the city to work.”

He was a little disappointed in this kind of behavior of giving up halfway, and said with a sigh: "Few young people nowadays can do a good job in a down-to-earth manner."

After speaking, he took out the key from his pocket, poked it into the keyhole and turned the door lightly, and the door opened.

The village chief pulled out the key and walked in first. The few pieces of furniture in the room were not covered with dustproof cloth, and were all exposed, with a thick layer of dust accumulated.

The village head fanned the dust particles flying in front of his nose, frowned and said: "This house needs to be cleaned well, you wait, I'll go back and get some cleaning tools."

As soon as he left, Chen Ling slammed the door of the main room behind him.

The bright light was instantly replaced by dimness.

Wu Weiwei was taken aback by his sudden movement, "Brother Chen, what, what's wrong?"

"There is something in the room." Chen Ling walked straight forward to the four-corner table, and lifted off the old dark red tablecloth.

Under the tablecloth, there was an old man huddled into a ball. His soul was very weak. Realizing that he had been spotted, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black water in an attempt to attack.

Chen Ling dodged sideways, and the talisman flew out of his hand, locking the opponent in place.

This ghost was not very hostile, and his consciousness didn't seem to be very clear. After being restrained, he didn't make any noise, but kept his eyes on the door.It seemed that the attack just now was just his reaction to danger.

After all, Chen Ling is a living person, so he can't use Yin energy to give ghosts: "Brother Jiang, look, the soul is about to disperse."

Jiang Yu looked over, and the young man immediately came over, hugged him affectionately, and said flatteringly, "You can help him."

A faint yin energy poured out from between the men, circled around the soul, and then penetrated into his soul body.

Chen Ling clearly felt that the yin qi emanating from the soul was much stronger than before, and even Wu Weiwei, who couldn't see the soul, couldn't help shivering, saying it was a bit cold.

He asked: "Brother Chen, what's going on here? How can there be a soul in a good house?"

Chen Ling raised his head, and his eyes fell on the black and white portrait hanging in the middle of the wall of the main room, "He should be Shen Dazhuang's father."

Wu Weiwei didn't understand: "I remember the village chief said that his father died of illness in the old house, so he should show up in the old house."

As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief came back. Seeing that the door of the main room was closed, he froze for a moment, and shouted, "Little brother, why did you close the door?"

Chen Ling opened the door: "There was a mouse in the room just now."

The village chief frowned: "There is nothing in this house, why are there still mice, you clean up first, I will send some rat poison later."

"Thank you, village chief." Chen Ling took it with both hands, gave the broom to Jiang Yu, raised his eyebrows and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "A husband and wife work together, so we won't be tired from work, let's go together."

Hearing the word "husband and wife", Jiang Yu laughed immediately, and obediently took the broom and started cleaning seriously.

Wu Weiwei watched in amazement. He swore that when Brother Chen handed over the broom, he clearly saw Brother Jiang frowning, obviously unwilling.How could he become obedient with just one sentence?

Catching ghosts depends on talent, and in terms of training her husband, Brother Chen still has unabated talent.

The manpower was short, and the village chief had to get some kickbacks. How could he just stand there and not do the work? He took the initiative to pick up the rag and began to wipe.

Chen Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead, pretended to be gossip, and asked, "Village Chief, I see a photo of the old man hanging there. Did Shen Dazhuang perform rituals for the old man here?"

"Yes." The village head was dry, unscrewed his own water cup and took a sip, and sighed: "Da Zhuang is a filial child. After his father died, he just paid a lot of money to ask someone to carry the body to the new house. He got a good coffin. After three days and three nights of ritual ceremony, he knelt in the coffin and wept for three days and three nights. When he was buried in the early morning of the fourth day, he even shoveled the soil for his father himself."

Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei looked at each other and understood why the old man's soul appeared in the new house.

Chen Ling asked: "Village chief, may I ask, did Shen Dazhuang's father drink water from the Blue Lake before he died?"

The scientific expedition team that arrived suddenly yesterday said that they came rushing to the lake. Now when people ask about it, the village chief doesn't think it's strange, but has a faint sense of pride.

"Drink it." He recalled, "The old man stopped crying the next day after drinking the lake water. Three days later, he left with a smile in the middle of the night."

The small two-story building of Shen Dazhuang's house is not small, with all the upper and lower rooms added up to ten rooms in total.They only cleaned the two rooms and the main room where they were going to stay.

The village head put away the used rag and broom and asked, "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, I will ask our family to cook something for you, but there is no charge. This meal is my treat for you."

The journey was tiring, and he ran over to clean without even breathing. Chen Ling was already exhausted. He nodded repeatedly: "Then thank you, the village chief."

The village chief turned around and left, presumably asking his wife to cook some meat.

Chen Ling sat paralyzed on a wooden chair next to the four-legged table, and Wu Weiwei sat on another chair. While panting, he was still thinking about Shen Dazhuang's father: "Brother Chen, under normal circumstances, people don't have to go to the underworld after death." Why? Why did Shen Dazhuang's father stay?"

Chen Ling lifted the tablecloth, glanced at the soul who came under the table after the village chief came.

"Maybe it's because I can't let it go, and I don't want to leave." He stared at the grimace carefully. Except for his pale skin, his pupils were darker than ordinary people, and he didn't look much different from a living person. With resentment or hostility.

The situation of Shen Dazhuang's father is very similar to that of the old lady Yuan whose ghost energy was taken away by the ancestors before, except that the ghost energy and ghost energy are slightly heavier.

Chen Ling squatted on the ground, looked at the old and pale face and asked, "Grandpa, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."

The old man looked at him timidly, making sure that the other party was telling the truth, so he relaxed his guard a little.

It could be seen that the old man was not very timid, Chen Ling was afraid of startling him, and said softly, "Why are you staying in the house and not going to reincarnate?"