Relocation Brigade

The well is in the northeast corner of the Blue Lake. Because there are no street lights, the mouth of the well looks dark and scary, as if something will crawl out of it at any time.

Neither Chen Ling nor Jiang Yu knew how to carry water, so they finally chose a compromise method. Each of them carried a bucket and worked together.

There are two wooden stakes standing outside the well, and there is a beam between the two wooden stakes, and an iron hook is hung on the beam.

Chen Ling has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs running on TV.He hung the handle of the bucket on the iron hook, pushed the bucket down, and with a plop, the bucket fell into the water.

Holding the hemp rope and trying to shake it from side to side a few times, I really felt that the bucket was much heavier than before, and I couldn't lift it up all of a sudden.

Jiang Yu: "I'll come."

Chen Ling stepped aside quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the man easily lifted up the bucket full of water, and immediately after, the second bucket was thrown into the water.

Knowing that he had nothing to do with himself, he simply found a rock and sat down, looking aimlessly at the lake in front of him.

The lake water is shimmering under the moonlight, and the wind blows gently and ripples.

Chen Ling withdrew his gaze and saw that Jiang Yu had brought up the second bucket of water neatly. He tried to get up on his knees, but before he could stand up straight, he was blown by his ear.

"Help, help..."

Chen Ling stood up straight and looked sideways at Jiang Yu.

The man's face was slightly sullen, and the straight lines of his thin lips revealed his displeasure at the moment. He thought it was true, he was a big boss anyway, and the brat pretended that he didn't exist, and dared to show himself under the eyes of his ancestors .

Chen Ling blinked at Jiang Yu, motioning him to move away a bit, so as not to scare him too much to come out.

Jiang Yu frowned and didn't leave. He just restrained all his aura, not even a trace of his ghostly aura, just like an invisible person.

Chen Ling started acting, looking around in panic: "Who!"

Although the voice was still calling for help, it was close to my ears: "Help...help, brother."

Chen Ling suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. There was a little girl sitting on the ridge of the field that was supposed to be empty.

The little girl's legs were hanging under the ridge of the field, and she could hug Chen Ling's back by stretching forward.Seeing people seeing herself, she began to cry sadly: "Brother, my feet hurt, can you carry me back home?"

"You haven't left yet?" Chen Ling asked out of nowhere.

The little girl was stunned, tilted her head, and repeated with a grin: "My foot is hurt, it hurts so much, can you carry me on your back?"

Chen Ling: "Not good."

He frowned and looked at the other party. There was black mud from head to toe. It should be the drowned little girl that Aunt Cui Fen met.

The little girl's twisted braids hang down on both sides. If you look carefully, there are some broken algae mixed with them.

"You're already dead, how can I carry you home?" Chen Ling bent down and was at eye level with the other party. There was almost no resentment on the child, and it was thinner and broken than Shen Dazhuang's father's soul before, and could be blown away by a gust of wind .

But the eyes were dark and strange.

"You will carry me home after I die." The little girl lowered her head, looking at the almost black bruise on her ankle, "I want to find my parents, but they moved, you take me there Find it, okay?"

Chen Ling shook his head: "Your home is not here, I will take you to another home, okay?"

"The other one?" the little girl repeated in a low voice, looking up and asking, "Where is the other home?"

"In the underworld, there are many friends who are similar to your age." Chen Ling felt that he was particularly like a human trafficker, "They will play with you and talk with you, so you won't stay here alone like you are now gone."

"Not good! I have to wait for Mom and Dad to come back!" The little girl's soft voice suddenly became sharp, and the twist spread out, wrapping around Chen Ling's limbs like algae.

The resentment that was obviously undetectable before suddenly skyrocketed.

Chen Ling grabbed a bunch of her hair, turned his wrist, wrapped it around his arm, and pulled it forward, pulling the little girl's body easily.

He grabbed the back of the opponent's neck with one hand, and lifted him up from the ground: "If you don't learn well at a young age, how can you learn to deceive people?"

"I want to go home, take me home! I want to find my parents!" The little girl roared violently, her voice was so sharp that it could pierce one's eardrums.

Chen Ling never expected that he would bump into the drowned ghost when he went out to fetch water. He didn't have a talisman on him at all, so he bit his finger and followed the evil spell in his mouth, pointing at the little girl's forehead.

Black smoke leaked from her body, with a strong smell of water.

I saw the little girl rolled her eyes and her body kept shaking.This situation lasted for more than half a minute, and finally stopped.

Chen Ling threw the weak soul in his hand on the ground, knelt down and asked her, "Why do you hurt people?"

"I want to go home! I want to find my parents!" The little girl repeated only this sentence.

Chen Ling stood up and looked down at her, feeling weird in his heart. Generally speaking, the obsession of drowned ghosts is to find a substitute for themselves.

But the little girl right now is very special, she keeps talking about looking for her parents, but she knows that her parents have moved away after her death.

It is this that is paradoxical.

Because of the kinship, she could find her parents by herself, so why ask passers-by for help?

Chen Ling remembered what Aunt Cuifen said about ghosts hitting the wall, and suddenly changed his mind.

He wanted to see what the little girl was trying to do by trapping people in a space instead of harming people from the beginning.

"Shall I take you to look for it, or will you take me to look for it?" Chen Ling's attitude changed, and his voice was cold.

The little girl seemed to be unaware of his emotions, and said with a smile: "You take me."

Chen Ling stretched out his hand: "You are too heavy, I can't carry you on my back, let me lead you away."

The little girl was obviously not very happy, and finally put her muddy hand into the palm of the young man, "Okay."

She naughtily scratched the palm of the young man's hand, feeling very excited.

One big and one small, one person and one ghost, just walked along the lake hand in hand. Unknowingly, a very light mist appeared in the lake water, and the mist spread around people's feet.

Chen Ling found that the scene in front of him had changed.

The bamboo forest and the small courtyard in front of the bamboo forest that could be seen by looking up were gone, leaving only a dark forest and an endless road under the feet.

Chen Ling walked and walked, walked and walked, and suddenly stopped.

The little girl raised her head and looked at him in confusion: "Brother, why don't you leave?"

"I can't see the road." Chen Ling asked pretending to be scared, "Can you see it?"

"I can see it." The little girl raised her hand and pointed, "Look."

Chen Ling looked in the direction of her finger, and the road that should have been straight suddenly turned into a fork at some point.

The fork is westward, and if he remembers correctly, walking along the fork will lead him directly to the Blue Lake.

If the evil deeds are high enough and the illusion created is enough to confuse people's minds, the people who have attained the Tao will be drowned in the end without even realizing it.

Chen Ling withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward, but stopped at a fork in the road: "I don't remember when there was an extra road here."

"Really?" The little girl broke free from the young man's hand lightly, and she asked, "Then you still go? Maybe my home is just ahead."

Chen Ling was silent, stared at her for a long time with lowered eyes, and suddenly said: "You want to trick me into the lake. You wanted Aunt Cuifen to carry you home, and that was the plan."

The smile on the little girl's face froze, and a blood-red light flashed in her dark eyes.

"Yeah, brother, you're really smart." Her voice was no longer so sweet, but with a viciousness that only an adult could have. Her eyes widened suddenly, followed by a sharp cry.

The illusion was pierced by the sound and disappeared.

Chen Ling found himself standing by the lake not far from Jiangyu at this time, the man looked indifferent, and asked, "Do you want to help?"

"No, I can handle it." After Chen Ling finished speaking, he squeezed hard on the finger he had bitten off before, and as soon as the blood dripped out, he quickly drew a five-thunder charm on his left palm.

The waves in the lake water blown by the wind are gradually turbulent, as if something huge is about to emerge from the water.

Chen Ling immediately kicked the little girl.

The girl was completely unprepared, her body flew out and landed at Jiang Yu's feet.

Chen Ling: "Brother Jiang, watch closely, don't let her come over and make trouble."

Obviously, the little girl is no longer as simple as an ordinary drowned ghost. She has become a ghost, a ghost who specializes in helping the boss lure living people to come over for food.

A black shadow appeared on the surface of the lake, and the top of the black head emerged from under the water.

The thing walked up slowly along the edge of the submerged lake, revealing its deformed body.

Chen Ling froze for a moment, a little disgusted.

The body was so bloated that men and women could not be distinguished. Under the bluish-white skin, there were human faces swimming underneath, and those faces could be vaguely seen with their mouths open, screaming silently.

After the death of those living people who were devoured by him, their souls are still in their bodies, unable to be liberated, and they will never be able to merge.

Chen Ling looked at Jiang Yu: "What is this?"

Jiang Yu: "A monster formed by the condensation of thousands of dead energy. As I said, many people were buried in the lake."

Chen Ling nodded: "Then call it the Death Qi Monster for the time being?"

Jiang Yu: "..."

The dead spirit monster looks bulky, but in fact it moves quickly and nimbly. It seems that it hasn't eaten a fresh living person for a long time, and it has been drooling since seeing Chen Ling.

It raised its hand, and black smoke spread from its body, quickly covering its surroundings.

Chen Ling's field of vision was instantly pitch black.

He spread out his palms, revealing the five thunder spirits, closed his eyes and sensed the other party's existence with his mind.

But for some reason, his heart was disturbed, and one familiar picture after another appeared in his mind.

A senior in a pink mountaineering suit, covered in blood, crawling with a broken leg; a hand suddenly appearing in the water, soaked in foam; walking at night, a human head suddenly hanging from the top of the elevator; school dormitory, falling The students who went down; lying on the bed, the grimaces I saw when I opened my eyes in the middle of the night...

It was all the evil spirits he had met during the time he had run into ghosts, and he remembered every face and every plot clearly.

These fears were almost forgotten with the passage of time, but at this moment they were forcefully drawn out from the depths of my heart.

There was a rustling sound in his ear, Chen Ling turned his head abruptly, and saw two familiar faces from a long time ago.

It's his college roommate.

Those pictures of flying horses and flowers, as well as the dark smoke are all gone, and the brightly lit boys' dormitory is in front of them.

Due to the cleanliness of the head of the room, this dormitory is clean and tidy, and it can be rated as a sanitary and advanced dormitory every month.

There were two thuds, and someone knocked on the bed guardrail. The head of the room, Chen Guang, stood below and fed him: "Why can't you pay it back? Aren't there elective courses?"

Chen Ling looked at him, and looked at another person from a difficult angle, that person was Yu Feng.

The second the name appeared in his mind, his chaotic brain woke up. Chen Ling hurriedly sat up, quickly tore off the big T-shirt that was used as pajamas, and climbed off the bed frame.

"I overslept." He rubbed his temples, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the dormitory again.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Guang asked in a low voice when he saw that his expression was not right.

Chen Ling pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

No, the two people in front of me are wrong, and my mind is not right, I always feel as if I have forgotten some important people and important things.