Relocation Brigade

After Master Wu finished his task, he came down from upstairs and just met Mr. Gao, when Mr. Gao became furious and grabbed his clothes to push him out.

"Mr. Gao, don't, I'm here to help." Master Wu couldn't move, and cast a look of help to another person in the room.

Chen Ling stretched out his hand to stop Mr. Gao.

Mr. Gao immediately complained: "Mr. Chen, you don't know, I was almost killed by him yesterday! He will only help if he stays."

"You can't talk like that. If you didn't doubt Mr. Chen from the bottom of your heart, why would you just throw the talisman into the trash can after I said a few words?"

Master Wu retorted, and when facing Chen Ling, he sincerely admitted his mistake, "Mr. Chen, I was blind yesterday and didn't realize that you have real talents and learning. Now I sincerely apologize to you. And don't worry, Although I am not good enough, it is enough to protect myself and escape, and I will never hold you back."

Mr. Gao secretly scolded himself for being careless in his words, not only let this half-bad guy pull out the matter of his lost talisman, but also created a chance for the other party to gain favor in front of Chen Ling.

He glanced at Chen Ling uneasily, fearing that the master would turn his back on him and leave.

Chen Ling admitted that he really didn't look like a professional, and he didn't bother to worry about it.

His face was peaceful, as if he didn't hear it, he looked up and stared at the edge of the living room ceiling.

That piece corresponds to exactly the floor of the nursery.

Chen Ling's eyebrows twitched: "There is movement."

The other two immediately held their breath and calmed down, following the young man's gaze.

The sound of rustling and rubbing quickly went from one end to the other, like an enraged trapped animal, moving around the site in agitation and rage.

Chen Ling passed Gao Qing to go upstairs, the corridor on the second floor was flowed by the scorching hot air from outside, and it was no longer as shady as before.

He walked unhurriedly to the door of the baby's room, opened the ink fountain line with his fingers and got in, held the doorknob and turned it half a turn, and pushed it away.

The black line blocked most of his vision, and he could only see through the gap that the baby carriage was empty.

The sound of crawling disappeared after someone went upstairs. Chen Ling stood at the door and waited for a while. Seeing that the thing still didn't come out, he suggested, "You should be obedient now, and I can spare your life."

Creak, creak, creak.

Harsh friction came from the end of the room, and the giggling laughter grew from nothing, from monotonous to noisy, full of malice.

Chen Ling was disturbed by the quarrel, so he closed his eyes and made up his mind, and said: "On the Cold Clothes Festival, the darkness is wide open, and you are allowed to go to the world to receive the sacrifices burned by your relatives, but you fell in love with Gao Qing's belly." The dead fetus in the house is contaminated with yang energy, and I want to use this to save my life."

The sound of friction suddenly accelerated, from the floor to the ceiling, and then from the ceiling.

Chen Ling felt a sense of gloom, he raised his head, and a pair of dark eyes with only pupils appeared obliquely above him.

A blue-covered baby with large markings was hanging upside down on the inside of the door frame. His mouth was not opened, but he kept laughing.

Chen Ling only thought it was a piece of moldy bacon, without wavering in his eyes, and continued: "You control her to help you find food everywhere, Xiaobao is one of them, this kind of infant spirit who has just died and is entangled in resentment It’s the easiest way to fill your much-needed Yin Qi and your festering body.”

The eyes started to become bloodshot, and black, foul-smelling liquid dripped onto the floor.

Chen Ling glanced at the small beach on the ground, and took a step back in disgust, "Yesterday you asked Gao Qing to trick me up here, why, are you crazy hungry? Or, the ordinary baby spirit can no longer satisfy your appetite."

"Brother, I'm so hungry, would you like to bring me something to eat..." The baby who was hanging upside down opened his mouth, revealing a dark throat, his tongue was bright red, dripping with blood.

Chen Ling was expressionless: "But you look really ugly."

"..." The baby was furious, "Shut up!"

"And the smell of corpses is so strong that it makes people want to vomit."

"I tell you to shut up!" The baby screamed, and rushed towards Chen Ling like crazy, but was blocked by the ink fountain line, and bounced back hard.

The small body hit the ground with a heavy sound.

He got up from the ground, his dark eyes stared straight at the young man outside, his lips parted, and piercing cries sounded.

Crying passed through the corridor, all the way to the second floor.

Gao Qing's distorted expression began to go crazy, she opened her mouth and screamed: "My child, my child is calling me, he is calling mother! Let me go, let me go!"

Her strength became incomparably great, and the rope became loose due to the violent struggle, which frightened Mr. Gao.

Without thinking about it, she ran forward to try to fasten the rope a little more. Just as she approached, the crazy wife suddenly became gentle. She whispered Mr. Gao's name softly, her eyes full of tenderness and nostalgia.

Mr. Gao's eyes almost turned red, he subconsciously relaxed his vigilance, tilted his head to expose the side of his neck, and wrapped his arms around Gao Qing's body to untie the rope and tie it again.

"Be careful!" Seeing this scene, Master Wu shouted, reaching out to grab Mr. Gao's collar.

late.

Mr. Gao's face was pale, and he opened his mouth in pain. There was an extra head on the side of his neck, and that head was opening its mouth wide, biting the skin on the side of his neck tightly.

Master Wu didn't expect that something tragic would happen when he turned his back to drink his saliva. Looking at the blood oozing from Mr. Gao's neck, he was in a dilemma.

If you let go, the piece of flesh on Mr. Gao's neck will definitely be bitten off; He bled to death.

After hesitating for only three to five seconds, Master Wu made a decision, holding Mr. Gao's shoulder with both hands and pushing it back forcefully.

One side of Mr. Gao's body was numb from the pain, and he couldn't move any more. He knew that someone was saving him, but he couldn't help him. He could only lie limp and wait to be rescued.

Gao Qing's occlusal muscles were surprisingly strong, the more blood flowed into her mouth, the more excited her eyes became.

The fishy-sweet blood was swallowed along with the saliva, and it was extremely delicious.

There was a voice in her head telling her, bite harder, harder!Drain his blood dry, because he's damned, because he's been trying to hurt me.

Gao Qing took a breath, her hands were already showing a faint tendency to break free from the rope.

Seeing that she was about to regain her freedom, a pair of hands stretched out from behind, pinched her cheeks, grabbed her head, and rescued the piece of flesh from her mouth with a lot of vigor.

Chen Ling quickly untied the knots of the hemp rope on Gao Qing's back, grabbed both ends and tightened it tightly, then pulled the rope to the Roman column on the edge of the living room, and tied her up.

Gao Qing was gasping for breath, the corners of her mouth were covered with blood, she stuck out her tongue and licked along her lips.

"You all will die badly, badly..." The vicious curse lowered and became gentle, "He loves to play in the villa every night, looking for something to eat, and none of you can escape."

Chen Ling directed Master Wu: "Gag her up."

Master Wu: "No problem."

Mr. Gao clasped his fingers together and covered the side of his neck enduring the severe pain. The blood was flowing unstoppably, and he had to go to the hospital immediately.

Seeing more and more blood on the floor, Chen Ling sighed, took off his backpack and took out a box of cinnabar liquid.

Take a small amount, hang your fingertips over the wound to draw an amulet, and silently recite the incantation.

Master Wu stared blankly, pricked up his ears the whole time, and kept his eyes fixed on Chen Ling's lips.My brain turned quickly, and I quickly judged that this is Lubanshu's hemostatic method!

The Luban Book is said to be a book on civil engineering and construction, but it actually contains Taoism, solutions, and medical skills.

Because learning this book must be "missing one", that is, you must meet any one of widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, loneliness, and disability. People who do not meet the requirements cannot practice, so people who really learn it are extremely rare.

The distance between "widowed" and "widowed" is too far for Chen Ling, a young man in his early twenties.

Not to mention "disabled", the person in front of him is good at hands and feet, and can speak and read.

So only the last two are left, "solitary" and "du".

Master Wu thinks that he can memorize physiognomy fairly well, but when he combines the things in his mind and compares it with the clear, delicate and vigorous face in front of him, he can't connect it with the words "superficial kinship" Together.

Chen Ling's face, no matter how you look at it, is the kind of person who has deep blessings, parents live a long life, and his spouse can be prosperous.

It's strange, is it true that God rewarded the food and opened the back door on purpose, so there is no need to abide by the rules set by the ancestors?

After Chen Ling finished writing the talisman, he closed his fingertips, and the blood trickling from Mr. Gao's neck stopped immediately.

Mr. Gao was stunned and surprised. He rubbed his fingers around the wound and said in disbelief, "It's stopped, the bleeding has stopped!"

Master Wu came back from his thoughts, looked at Mr. Gao's neck, and then at Chen Ling, his heart was full of awe, no matter what, he was holding on to this thigh!

It's only six o'clock in the afternoon, and it's still long before dawn.

Mr. Gao called someone to bring clean clothes and meals, and warmly greeted Chen Ling: "Mr. Chen, you are tired today, you must eat more, we still have a tough battle to fight in the early morning!"

Chen Ling did consume a lot of energy today. He first went to contact the stele, and just now he expended his energy to draw a hemostatic talisman. His stomach was growling with hunger half an hour ago.

He was not polite, he ate four bowls of rice in a row, which shocked Master Wu.

Master Wu: "Mr. Chen has a really good appetite."

Chen Ling wiped his mouth and said, "I'm really hungry today."

I'm afraid he is more than just a little hungry. If it were him, he would not be able to eat four bowls of rice no matter how hungry he was.

After the slander was over, Master Wu also put down the bowl and chopsticks.

He braced his knees with both hands solemnly, and asked, "Which school does Mr. Chen follow?"

Chen Ling: "Optimists."

Master Wu: "..."

The corner of Master Wu's mouth twitched, he was just being silly, and he didn't want to answer the question seriously!