Relocation Brigade

"It's just casual." Jiang Yu's tone was very light, as if he was asking casually, but also as if he didn't take the other party seriously.

Li Daoxuan picked up the porcelain cup, "Everyone will be busy with work tomorrow, so I won't drink any more. Now I replace wine with tea, which can be regarded as a cleansing for the two of us."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling person, not to mention that the other party's smile is almost perfect.

The three of Jiang Yu held up the teacups and touched Li Daoxuan lightly. The porcelain cups collided with each other and made a crisp sound, making the dinner table especially quiet.

The village chief is used to dealing with people on weekdays, so he could easily detect that the atmosphere between the two groups of people was not right.

It looks like a mutual cooperative relationship, but in fact it is very alienated. The Mr. Left and Mr. Right made his back stiff, and there was always an illusion that the table would be lifted at any time.

In order not to make the illusion come true, after the clinking of glasses was over, the village head hurriedly greeted with a smile: "Work is important, so I won't persuade you to drink. Let's eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

The biggest feature of farm rice is that it is organic and natural, which is completely different from the greenhouse vegetables sold in the vegetable market in the city.

Chen Ling ate to his heart's content that night. Seeing that everyone had used up almost everything, he stood up and helped the village head's wife clean up the dishes.

Jiang Yu got up to help, and went into the kitchen. Chen Ling asked him in a low voice, "How do you know that he has been to Yuhe Mountain?"

"I asked someone to check his life in the underworld..."

"It was you who authorized someone to check it." Chen Ling couldn't move his hand, raised his elbow and rubbed the man's arm vaguely.

Jiang Yu glanced at him without denying, "The biography shows that he did go to Yuhe Mountain 20 years ago."

Chen Ling nodded: "But he is considered smart, and he didn't lie."

Even if you don't go to the underworld to look up the biographies of living people, if you spend a little more time, you can send someone to check them out in the underworld.

After all, both the Qingxuan Temple and the Special Adjustment Department are well-known, and there are records of every person sent out to perform tasks.

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Chen Ling drove Jiang Yu out and wanted to stay and wash the dishes.

"Little brother, how can I let you do this, just put it down, I'll do it." Cui Fen entered the door and saw the young man had already rolled up his sleeves and started working, so he hurriedly stopped him.

"It's okay, I can still digest my food by helping with the work." Chen Ling put the cleaned bowls on the stove, the white tiles were so clean that there was no oil.

Looking at other places, it was also tidy and tidy, and there was no mess after cooking.

"Auntie, you usually clean up the stove first after cooking, right?" Chen Ling piled up the cleaned bowls, feeling that the cleaning effect was not good, so he put a lot of dish soap into them instead.

Swipe your finger inside a few times, and the bubbles will come out.

The young man's white hands were already stained with oil, Cuifen swallowed her words when she wanted to drive someone out, "Well, I'm used to cleaning up after cooking, so as not to get dirty everywhere."

Chen Ling nodded, seemingly unintentionally said: "Hey, by the way, the family of the newly deceased old couple in the village is going to help with the funeral."

"You, how do you know?" Cuifen was surprised.

"I smelled paper money on you before." Chen Ling pretended to be curious, and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, is the water in our village really that bad?"

"What's so great?" Cui Fen brushed her hair behind her ears, turned her body sideways, her back was facing the young man.

Chen Ling automatically blocked the other party's attitude of not wanting to talk, and continued: "When we first arrived in the town, we looked for a place to have some breakfast first, and overheard the uncle who shared the table mention it. He said that our Blue Lake Village The water in the lake is very strange and can help people relieve pain.”

Cui Fen turned around suddenly, her gentle gaze became sharp: "There is indeed such a thing, and my husband should have told you about it. But brother Chen, my husband and I have a different attitude, and I don't think it's a good thing. "

She paused, and her voice became heavy: "If possible, I hope you don't explore too much."

Chen Ling tilted his head to look at her, with a puzzled expression on his face: "The village chief did tell us. Auntie, why do you have the opposite attitude from the village chief?"

Cui Fen sighed, and whispered about the incident of people drowning in the water before.

"That lake drowned people more than once, and it wasn't until after the accident ten years ago that people were completely forbidden to fetch water from the lake."

"I remember that the weather was very hot at that time. Four half-year-old children in their twenties and thirteens took off their clothes and went swimming. For some reason, none of them came up. I heard that I happened to be on a nearby mountain and witnessed several people drowning. The eldest brother said that those children were fine at first, but when they were about to reach the middle of the lake, they all sank suddenly, as if...as if they were dragged down by something..."

Fear flashed in Cui Fen's eyes, and her hand holding the rag shook a few times, "What good place is a place where people drown? Yes, I admit that drinking the water can indeed relieve people's pain, but if the two When you think about it carefully, you will feel very weird when you connect these two things.”

Chen Ling stared at the other party's face seriously, the woman's emotions were very tense, full of rejection of Blue Lake.

Cui Fen took a breath, and lowered her voice a few more degrees: "Little brother, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm quite superstitious. Yes, I admit that those old people died with a smile on their faces, making people feel that they passed away peacefully But if you look at it for a long time, you will feel creepy."

Chen Ling thought of the smiling face of the old lady of the Yuan family.

At first glance, it looks fine, but if you maintain the same curved smile all the time, it will give people a rigid and weird feeling.

He asked, "Those two old people who just passed away..."

"I went to see it, and it was the same smile." Cuifen put the rag under the tap to rinse it twice, looked up and said, "I would have continued to help them today, but I was really scared. Every time I passed by the coffin , I can't help but look at the people inside through the gap in the coffin. It always feels like they will jump up at any time!"

"What are you talking about!" The village head's voice suddenly sounded from the kitchen door.

He wrapped a pile of bones from the dining table in his hand, and stared at his wife with a tiger face.

Chen Ling smiled and helped Cui Fen talk: "I'll just chat casually with Auntie."

The village head said unhappily: "Little brother, don't listen to her nonsense, she just likes to think wildly, and she told me that she had bumped into a ghost by the lake before. If this was done decades ago, it would be a feudal superstition and she would be arrested. of."

"Ghost?" Chen Ling looked at the village chief.

The village chief is still not a believer in ghosts and gods: "That thing is a lie. If there is a ghost, I haven't seen it before."

Chen Ling nodded and continued to wash the dishes.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, the village head of Xixi touched his nose resentfully, then turned to look at his wife: "Go and get some fruit out."

"Okay." Cuifen was used to the work on weekdays, and her hands and feet were very nimble. She quickly took out the fruit from the bottom of the cabinet, peeled and cut it, and took it out.

She greeted with a smile: "Eat some fruit to help digestion."

Wu Weiwei caught sight of the most beautiful peach with sharp eyes, reached out to take it, and opened his mouth to take a bite. It was sweet and juicy, with a strong fruity aroma in the mouth, and instantly relieved the greasiness that was still squeezed in the esophagus.

Seeing that the woman was about to leave, he hopped on one leg and followed into the kitchen.

"Why did you come in?" Chen Ling put the washed dishes into the cupboard, pointed to the small stool in front of the stove, "Sit down."

Wu Weiwei bit a peach and complained: "It's so boring outside, the three of us are more silent than the other."

There was a sense of tense tension, which made people uncomfortable.

Chen Ling asked, "Brother Jiang, what's your reaction?"

"What kind of reaction can there be? He hasn't said a word since you entered the kitchen. The village chief couldn't continue after a few awkward conversations by himself." He shook the peach in his hand, "No, Ask Auntie Cuifen to bring some fruit out to ease the atmosphere."

Chen Ling leaned back and looked outside.

A stiff atmosphere can be felt from such a distance.

The village head, an ordinary person, was caught between three extraordinary people, and he really suffered.

For the time being, he doesn't want to get involved in the outside affairs. Right now, Chen Ling is more concerned about another matter: "Auntie."

Cui Fen was pouring two dishes together, when she heard this, she raised her head and responded, "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask, just now the village elder said that you saw a ghost by the lake before." Chen Ling's eyes were bright under the light, as if he believed what the village chief said casually.

Cui Fen froze for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Do you believe it?"

"Believe it." Chen Ling said, "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and if you haven't seen them, it doesn't mean they don't exist."

The period when Cuifen first saw a ghost happened to be the time when she was recovering from a serious illness and her health was at its worst. The old people said that people's yang energy was very low at that time, so don't walk at night.

One day, she came back from a follow-up visit to the county hospital. Because of the new heavy rain, the road was very difficult to walk.

When she arrived at Blue Lake Village, it was already dark, and everything she saw with the naked eye seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it hard to see clearly.

She was weak at the time, and her husband was called to the town for a meeting and did not come back. Even though she was afraid in her heart, she still mustered up her courage and bravely walked home across the field step by step.

This man, when he is unlucky, he will get stuffed between his teeth when he drinks water.

She didn't know until she stepped on a necessary shortcut that the path was washed away by the heavy rain.

She was tired, hungry and afraid, and just wanted to get home quickly and have a good rest, so she chose a road beside the blue lake.

When the lake water was used as domestic water by everyone, the village organized everyone to lay stone slabs on the path for safety and convenience of carrying water, which was flat and spacious.

As soon as Cuifen stepped onto the cobblestone road, she felt inexplicably uneasy.

Boom, boom, boom, her heart hit her chest, making her feel a little uncomfortable, and her eyes turned black.

In desperation, she bent down and sat down on the narration stone, thinking to wait and see, if she could meet her neighbor, she would ask him to help her.

As a result, the neighbor did not meet, but met a child.

The child is about five or six years old, with a thin body and two small braids on his head.

She had no clothes on, and only a pair of underwear with barely visible color underneath.

The little girl was covered in black mud from her face to her body, exuding an earthy smell.She didn't know when she appeared on Cui Fen's right hand, staring straight at him with her dark eyes.

When Cui Fen found her, she was taken aback, clutching her chest and almost screaming.

My heart, which was already uncomfortable, felt even more uncomfortable at this time.

She patted her chest, took a few deep breaths, and said to the little girl, "When did you come here? You scared me."

The little girl didn't speak, but just stared at the man quietly.

It was completely dark, and Cui Fen was so stared at that her heart thumped, and she stuttered when she spoke again: "Whose child are you, with such a disfigured face, I can't even recognize it."

The little girl grinned and called out sweetly: "Aunt Cuifen."

Cui Fen was taken aback, thinking that this was still a little acquaintance.

Her vigilant heart did not relax because of this, she looked around, and for some reason, the shadows of the trees around her became more and more blurred, as if they were about to merge with the dark sky.

Cuifen swallowed her saliva, and stood up slowly: "Little sister, Auntie has to go home, you should go back quickly."

The little girl stopped talking again.

The drum in Cuifen's heart started beating again, thump, thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, and her heart beat faster and faster. She quickened her pace and walked towards home.

"Aunt Cuifen." The sweet voice sounded again.

Cui Fen almost staggered and rolled into the lake.

She turned around suddenly, and the little girl was standing behind her, raised her head and grinned at her again: "Aunt Cuifen, can you carry me home, my feet hurt."

Cui Fen looked down at the other party's muddy legs, and the flashlight flashed, allowing her to see a little bruise on the top of the other party's slender ankle.

The bruises were ring-shaped, entangled her legs, and should have been strangled by something like a rope.

Cui Fen was moved with compassion, but she still had reason and did not agree on the spot.

She clenched her fists hanging on her legs, restraining her voice from trembling: "Which family are you from? Aunt Cuifen is not feeling well today. How about this? I'll call your parents and ask them to pick you up." How are you."

"Aunt Cuifen, you can carry me home." The little girl was like a repeating machine, except for this sentence.

Cui Fen's heart immediately rose to her throat, who would appear so suddenly, and who would be so persistent in following her home after appearing?Her breathing became short and flustered, and she ran forward before her brain could react.

"Carry me home."

"Carry me home."

"Aunt Cui Fen, Aunt Cui Fen..."

"Don't you want to carry me home?"

The sweet child's voice became distorted and sharp in the end, following her like a shadow, making Cui Fen panic.

But what frightened her the most was that the road under her feet would never end.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a dog barking nearby, and the barking sounded from far to near, until a black dog rushed out of the grass, stood at her feet and barked at her behind.

At that moment, Cui Fen suddenly noticed that the sky was still dark.

And her location is [-] meters away from the resting location, but what she is facing is not the direction of home, but the opposite.

If she didn't guess wrong, she just encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and she has been walking back and forth in place.

If it weren't for the appearance of this big black dog, she might stumble and fall into the lake, or she might be scared to death.

It has been a long time since the old incident, and when it was brought up again, Cuifen's scalp was still numb.

Seeing her fear, Chen Ling comforted her: "It's all over. That little girl didn't show up afterwards, it means she was reincarnated a long time ago."

"That little girl... is... the little girl of Shen Deping's family in the village." Cuifen touched her arm with goosebumps, and said softly, "When I was about to get home that day, someone hurriedly passed by my house carrying things. Passing by, I casually asked where they were going."

"They said that Shen Deping's little girl was drowned and she was just picked up from the bottom of the Blue Lake this afternoon to help her prepare for the funeral."

"My heart skipped a beat, and I remembered the little girl I met by the lake. I rushed home immediately, took some medicine, and calmed down. I bravely went to Shen Deping's house, and when I entered the door, I saw a blood-stained body. A corpse covered in black silt..."

"Fuck!" Wu Weiwei listened so enthusiastically that he knocked his teeth while gnawing on the peaches.

He said sorry, wiped his mouth, and felt a little nervous, "Aunt Cuifen, what then?"

"He has a new daughter, so I don't know whether I should tell about the ghost encounter, so I went back to discuss it with my husband." Cui Fen smiled wryly, "You saw it too, he didn't believe it at all, and said I was too superstitious."

Chen Ling thought it was funny: "But the village chief also said that drinking the water from the blue lake will cure the regret of the dying person. This is also a superstition."

Cui Fen curled her lips and said, "Since I became the village head, I've been watching with my hair all day long, and I've become less and less convinced of superstition."

"Externally, he agreed with the villagers that the blue lake water is a gift from God, but turned his back on them and said that they don't understand science, and that there must be special substances in the water, which cannot be detected by current scientific methods."

Speaking of this, Aunt Cuifen shook her head helplessly, "I didn't tell the truth after hearing what he said. It's just that when I helped prepare for the funeral, I burned some paper."

"Since then, I actually saw the little daughter of Shen Deping's family once. About half a month later, she was floating by the lake like a shadow." As she spoke, her tone suddenly became relaxed: " Later, she may have disappeared and I never saw her again."

Wu Weiwei asked curiously, "Aunt Cuifen, aren't you afraid?"

"I was really scared when we first met, but it got better gradually." She smiled, "Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

This story has been lingering in Chen Ling's mind.

From Cui Fen's description, it can be concluded that the little girl, like Shen Dazhuang's father, did not go to reincarnation after death, but has been wandering in the village.

What made them stay as ghosts, was it because they all drank the water from the Blue Lagoon?

And those four half-grown children who were drowned at the same time, what held them back so that none of them escaped...

While thinking about it, he unknowingly came to the small building of Shen Dazhuang's family.

Wu Weiwei pointed to his feet: "My feet are not convenient, and I live on the first floor."

There are only three beds in Shen Dazhuang's house, one is on the ground floor, which should be for the elderly with handicapped legs, and the other two are in the two bedrooms on the second floor.

Wu Weiwei chose the first floor, and Chen Ling directly dragged the ancestor up to the second floor.

Open the door and enter, and you can see the whole picture at a glance.

Inside, there was a double bed that had just been cleaned in the evening, a bedside table without a mirror, and a chair.

This room was cleaned up by Jiang Yu. There were two pillows on the bed, covered with mandarin duck pillow covers with a very old-fashioned towel texture, and on the bed sheet underneath, a big dark red peony bloomed.

Chen Ling sat on the edge of the petals of the big peony, with his legs dangling beside the bed, "Brother Jiang, do we have to fetch water and come back to wash?"

Jiang Yu was silent for a moment: "I'll go."

How could Chen Ling let his man go fetching water by himself, so he hurriedly got out of bed and put on his shoes again, "I'll go with you."

Wu Weiwei was also worried about washing. He was thinking that if the two upstairs didn't move, he wouldn't wash tonight. Being dirty all night wouldn't mean losing his flesh.

Just sitting on the bed, ready to put plaster on himself, footsteps sounded on the stairs next to him.

Soon, Chen Ling came to knock on the door: "Let's fetch water and come back to wash up. You stay here honestly. I'll bring it in for you when the water is boiled."

Wu Weiwei expressed gratitude: "Brother Chen, you are so considerate."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold and stern gaze on his forehead, Wu Weiwei shuddered, and hurriedly added: "Brother Jiang is really lucky to marry you."

Marry what to marry, should I say that I am the one to marry!

Chen Ling's skin from his ears to the side of his neck turned red inch by inch, and he cursed dryly, "Get out!"