Relocation Brigade

The Chen family couple were at a loss for a while.

According to the paper, the child should have been buried here eight days ago, but they would come to Yuhe Mountain almost every morning and evening, and they had never heard the baby cry.

Chen's mother touched the child's face distressedly. It was probably suffocated and frozen. His face was blue and purple, and even covering it with his hands failed to arouse any color.

She asked her husband in a low voice: "What do you think should be done with this child? Go to the village at the foot of the mountain and ask, or send it directly to the police station?"

Father Chen pondered for a moment, put away the letter paper, and sneered: "I'm afraid I won't be able to find out what's going on if I ask. Look at the contents of this letter, and then look at the paper money in the shoe box. It's clear that I don't want people to find out about my child. Wanted to suffocate him to death. Ironically, he also found a high-sounding excuse for himself."

"Then what should I do." Chen's mother was frowning, and suddenly remembered something, and said doubtfully, "No, husband, the letter didn't say that the child is deaf and dumb, but look..."

The little baby stopped crying and was sobbing. He looked at the sullen father Chen for a while, and then at the gentle mother Chen for a while, as if he could understand.

Mother Chen's heart was about to melt. She lowered her head and rubbed her chin on the baby's forehead, and said softly, "Good boy, you're hungry. I'll find you something to eat when I get back."

Father Chen pursed his lips, couldn't help stretching out his fingers to tease, then sighed and said, "Go to the village first and ask. If you hand it over to the police station directly, this child will definitely be sent to an orphanage."

Mother Chen thought: "If that's the case, we'll take him home."

Father Chen was more rational. He patted his wife on the shoulder and said, "Let's see."

The couple went down the mountain, and the village was already lit.

Because Yu and Shan belonged to the Chen family, everyone in the village knew them. When the two walked through the village, they were still a little apprehensive, thinking that if someone saw the baby in their arms, they would ask them by the way.

But I don’t know what happened that day. I didn’t see any of the villagers who went out for a walk after dinner in the past.

The two carried the baby into the rented yard. Mother Chen went to the kitchen to cook some rice soup, and carefully fed it bit by bit with a spoon.

The little guy seemed to be very hungry, his mouth was wide open, and he seemed to feel that it was not enough after drinking, sticking out his little pink tongue and licking his lips non-stop.

Mother Chen touched his belly, it was swollen, "I can't drink any more, I'll go buy milk powder for you tomorrow morning, okay?"

Father Chen glanced in his wife's direction, then glanced again, and finally walked over irresistibly, held the baby's face and kissed her.

Asking his wife to take care of the courtyard gate, he went to the village chief's house next door.

The village chief has lived in Yuhe Mountain for almost 50 years, and he knows everything about any family.

Hearing Father Chen asking who had just given birth, he replied: "A foreigner came from the east, girl. I saw her walking in the evening with her big belly. She was quite strange. She doesn’t talk to the villagers and walks alone. But I heard from my daughter-in-law that, looking at her belly, she should be about to give birth.”

Father Chen asked: "Then what happened after that?"

The village chief said, "Then I don't know."

Father Chen nodded, and wanted to go directly to the east of the village to find that woman. When he got to the door, he remembered something, and he backed up, "Village chief, when you went up the mountain recently, did you hear the cry of a child?"

"No." The village chief hissed and slammed the table, his face a little ugly, "but I heard other voices."

"what sound?"

"I can't tell." The village head counted the time with his fingers and said, "Eight days ago, I went up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots. When I passed the top of the mountain, I heard a strange sound, creaking, like nails scratching. What, it's like friction again."

"Are you sure it was eight days ago?" Father Chen's heart turned cold.

"Of course." The village chief said firmly, "I was terrified that day. When I got home, I looked through the almanac with my wife. The result was, tsk, it was a very bad day, and everything was inappropriate. I should only bury it." !"

Father Chen wondered a lot in his mind, if the child was suffocated to death in the soil, why did he come back to life eight days later.The strangest thing is that his voice is not hoarse, and his ears don't seem to be deaf anymore.

He has lived for 30 years, and he is skeptical about ghosts and gods, but everything that is happening now tells "unusual".

Father Chen left the village chief and went to the east of the village. There were not many houses in the surrounding area, except for one family.

He went over and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Father Chen had no choice but to ask the resident next door.

There lived a widow next door, but it was different from what I saw before. The widow wore lipstick and curled her hair. When she saw Father Chen, she froze for a moment, then stroked her hair and asked, "What is Mr. Chen's knock on the door in the middle of the night?" What's up?"

"Excuse me." Father Chen pointed to the dark yard and asked, "Where is the woman living in the yard? I have something to do with her."

The widow's face froze for a moment, then she smiled and said, "I don't know, maybe she went back to her hometown, she is not from the local area."

Father Chen's mind was sharp, and he didn't let go of the look on her face, and turned cold: "What do you know?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The widow took a step back and hurriedly closed the door, but Father Chen supported the door with one hand.

"Did she give birth to a deaf-mute child?"

The widow was shocked, and blurted out: "How do you know!" Realizing what she said, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Chen's father asked: "Did she bury the child on the top of the mountain!"

The widow wasn't sure how much Papa Chen knew, and she didn't dare to make it up, so she timidly said, "Yes..."

Father Chen couldn't hold back his anger when he thought of the child being taken out of the shoebox, his body covered in bruises, "Then do you know that she buried the child alive in the soil."

The widow's knees softened, and she knelt and sat on the ground, "I don't know, I don't know she would do that!"

Father Chen squatted down, his voice was very soft, but the hearts of those who listened kept sinking: "You are killing people."

"I didn't! I didn't kill anyone! It has nothing to do with me. I really don't know that she took the child up the mountain to bury him!" The widow hurriedly explained, "Brother Chen, don't tell the police, I really didn't participate, I It's just that I just helped her deliver the baby, and I don't know anything else!"

"How much did she pay you?" Papa Chen asked.

The widow didn't think much of it when she received money to deliver the baby, but now that she heard that the child was buried alive, she felt ashamed and guilty, and compared numbers with trembling hands.

Father Chen sneered and stood up: "The child was really deaf and dumb when he was born?"

Seeing that he stopped blaming herself and asked about the child, the widow hurriedly said, "Really, I slapped his butt many times with my hands, and it was swollen and I didn't hear him howl. The same is true for the ears. The child was born several times. God, I just stare at the ceiling, I guess he's not just deaf, maybe...maybe he's out of his mind too..."

After speaking, he secretly glanced at Father Chen.

Father Chen was very serious when he wasn't smiling, and even Mother Chen was a little scared of him, let alone a widow with a guilty conscience.

Seeing that the man opposite was silent, the widow touched the door panel and stood up slowly from the ground, "Brother Chen, do you have anything else to do, if not..." Can you leave.

Father Chen raised his eyelids, the narrow and long eye sockets made the inner eyeballs a bit dark, "What happened the day she buried the child alive?"

"I don't know the details. Not long after I delivered her, about four or five days ago, I got up early in the morning to go to the toilet. When I heard voices in her yard, I opened the door to peek..."

The widow swallowed, and said dryly: "I saw a rectangular cardboard box with a lid in her hand, and there was still movement in the box!"

"I didn't think too much about it at the time, so I went back, but when I went to visit her place in the afternoon, I found that the child was gone, and she was packing up her things, and she seemed to be leaving."

Father Chen frowned.

The widow gave him a fearful look, and continued: "I asked her where the child had gone, and she said, she went where she was supposed to go..."

Father Chen clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his arms were bulging, and he looked like he was trying to restrain his anger.

The widow shrank her shoulders and distanced herself: "I really didn't know at the time that she buried the child! I only found out after hearing what you said!"

Father Chen's heart was tumbling, how cruel would it be to go down and end his child's life himself!

He turned and left, returning home full of anger.

At the moment of entering the door, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, until he calmed down a little before pushing the door in. When he looked up, he saw his wife holding the child and singing a lullaby.

The anger and anxiety in my heart were extinguished in an instant.

Father Chen approached with a light footstep, and told his wife everything.

Mother Chen looked at her child who had closed her eyes and slept peacefully, and then at her husband with a serious face, her lips fluttered for a while, not knowing what to say.

"There are many doubts about this child. For example, it is impossible for a baby who is less than one month old to survive after being buried in the soil for eight days. For example, why did his deafness suddenly heal?"

What happened to this child was so weird, Mother Chen was a little flustered, but more distressed: "Then what should we do, send him to the orphanage? But you also saw it when we were volunteers in the orphanage. Yes, the environment there is very bad...Look at him, he is still so young, do you really want him to grow up in an orphanage?"

Father Chen shook his wife's hand: "I didn't mean that, but there are some procedures that must be followed."

Mother Chen heard some meaning from it: "Are you willing to keep him?!"

Father Chen inserted his fingers into the child's empty palm, "Well, he will be our son from now on."

Early the next morning, the couple left early with their children and went to the town's police station.After some investigation, the police station notified the Chen family and the couple that because the child's birth mother's ID and name were false, they could not find her and had to temporarily send the child to an orphanage in the city.

The couple of the Chen family went to the orphanage to go through the formalities that afternoon, and they finally took the child home on the afternoon of the third day.

But the next day, they learned that something happened to Yu and Shan.

The news came from a phone call from the village chief. He said that since the day the Chen family left, the crops on the mountain had been infested by insects and quickly withered. In four days, Yuhe Mountain, which was originally green and pleasant, has become a barren mountain with withered vegetation.

The village head also said that some villagers specially called in experts to test the soil, and the results showed that the soil composition of Yuhe Mountain was normal, no, it could even be said to be very good.

Father Chen rushed back to Yuhe Mountain the next day, and within five days, Yuhe Mountain was barren, with everything yellow and dry, and only the pool of water was still clear.

But when he took a closer look, he found that all the small fish swimming in it in the past were gone.

The village chief said that the fish were all dead when the crops withered, and they were already smelly when they were picked up.

That night, he temporarily stayed at the village head's house.

Probably because he had experienced too many strange things in the past few days, Father Chen suffered from insomnia, and he walked around the yard with his hands behind his back full of worries.At this time, the weather had begun to turn cold, and the wind blew by, bringing goose bumps all over his body.

Just as he was about to go back to the house, a piece of yellow paper floated in from outside the courtyard wall and landed at his feet.

Father Chen looked down subconsciously, his pupils constricted, and there was a sentence written on it with a brush: Take the children away from here, and don't come back.

The only people who knew that they had picked up the child were the people from the police station and the orphanage, and there was absolutely no need for people in these two places to say such things to him.

Who is playing tricks?

Father Chen picked up the yellow paper and walked out quickly. He walked around the courtyard wall and didn't see a single person.

Holding the yellow paper, he read the concise content on it several times, and immediately returned to the yard to leave a note for the village chief, and drove away from Yuhe Mountain overnight.

Since then, the Chen family and his wife have never returned.

In the next 20 years, Yu Heshan never lived again.

……

Chen Ling squatted in front of Mother Chen, holding her hand, speechless for a while, but his mind was very clear.

It's like listening to a story that has nothing to do with me, someone else's story, and I feel emotional in my heart, but I don't know how to express it.

Chen's mother thought that he was concerned about the blood relationship and missed his biological mother.

She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath, her voice trembling with emotion: "Lingling, if, if you want to find your biological mother, mom and dad can help you. Whatever you want, we will Support you."

"Don't look for it." Chen Ling stretched out his arms to hug Mother Chen, "You are my biological mother."

He raised his head pretending to be angry, and pressed his lower lip aggrievedly: "Mom, why do you say such things, don't you want me?"

"Of course not!" The appearance of this child brought her too much happiness and joy. She couldn't imagine what would happen to her if this child really left her completely one day.

"I will never want you." Chen's mother held her son's face and said, "As long as you need, my father and I will always stand behind you."

The mother's eyes were soft and firm, containing too many emotions, Chen Ling's nose was sore, and he couldn't help sniffing.

"Mom, the story you told is really nice." He looked into his mother's eyes and said, "The baby in the story is very lucky. He asked me to tell you that from the moment he opened his eyes and saw you, he recognized you as his mother. No matter what happens, it won't change."

Chen's mother was stunned, smiling through tears, and gently stroked her son's hair: "Then tell him for me that father and mother love him very much."

Father Chen hid outside the kitchen door and couldn't help wiping his eyes.

Zhao Xunchang put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, "From the first day I saw Chen Ling, I knew he was a good boy."

Probably because the voice outside was too loud, Chen Ling looked up.

Zhao Xunchang looked at him, walked in, and raised his chin at him, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

Chen Ling: "Master, why did I survive?"

Not to mention a baby who is less than a month old, even a living person cannot survive eight days in a confined space under the ground, let alone starve to death, the lack of oxygen alone is enough to kill a person.

Zhao Xunchang asked with his hands behind his back: "Do you still remember the mattress in Feng Shui?"

"Remember." Chen Ling said earnestly, "The Yin mattress refers to the low and flat location in front of the Fengshui Cave. The soil in this kind of place is soft and the surrounding trees are dense. It is the place where the residual energy of the real dragon condenses."

Zhao Xunchang went on to say: "If the heaven and the earth are outstanding, and with the help of the remaining energy from the dragon's lair, the earth-born fetus can be grown on the ground under the mattress, that is, the Kunlun fetus."

There must be Guilong's acupoints behind the bed of blankets. After the Kunlun fetus is formed, it will crawl like a cicada, and when it reaches the dragon's acupoint, it will suck the dragon's energy and grow slowly.

Thinking of the desolation of Yuhe Mountain, Chen Ling's eyelids twitched: "Master means..."

"Exactly." Zhao Xunchang said with a smile knowing that the little apprentice had thought of him, "It's also a coincidence that the place where you were put in happened to be the place where the Kunlun fetus was placed. Attracted, crawled into your body, and by chance, after seven days of coexistence, it merged with your soul that has not yet shed its shell."

Speaking of this, Zhao Xunchang's face darkened again: "It's just that the dead energy left before death will always affect the balance of yin and yang in your body, until this balance is completely broken and the yin energy takes the upper hand."

"That's why, after that, I started running into evil repeatedly." Chen Ling murmured.

Father Chen interjected: "Mr. Zhao also wrote the yellow form back then. We only found out about this after we invited the old man home and discussed it in detail in the study."

It is precisely because of this that they can safely hand over their son to Zhao Xunchang.

Talking about the past, Zhao Xunchang was a little embarrassed and felt like a stalker, "20 years ago, I happened to be tracking a Yi transformed by a ghost. It was at that time that I discovered the movement under the soil."

The Kunlun fetus is the condensation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the remaining energy of the buried dragon's cave. For a newly dead baby, it may be a new life.

But since he knows everything, it doesn't make sense that a thousand-year-old ghost wouldn't know.

In order to prevent Yi from absorbing the aura and dragon energy of the Kunlun fetus, Zhao Xunchang deliberately stayed nearby until the evening of the eighth day, when the dead baby came back to life, and powerful wailing came from under the soil.

Just as they were about to go out and dig out the child, the Chen family couple arrived.

Zhao Xunchang said: "You husband and wife have kind faces and are good people. The child can only wander around with me, but he can have a stable life with you, so I quietly followed you all the way. After making sure that you will treat the child well, I I just wrote down the yellow form. One is that the child will be feared if he comes back from the dead, and the other is that he does not want the barbarian to discover him and snatch the body."

No one can change the fate that can be written down by God.

"After the balance of yin and yang in Chen Ling's body was broken, I had no choice but to take him back to the place where he was born, so that he could rebalance the yin and yang with the help of dragon energy, and at the same time absorb spiritual energy through learning spells, so as to promote the better fusion of Kunlun fetus and soul. "

And Yu Heshan also regained his vitality because of the return of the lost aura.

Zhao Xunchang raised his head and looked at the little apprentice: "What I didn't expect was that the Yi would turn into a demon after being missing for many years, and I didn't even expect that he would be following you again."

He said guiltily, "I was careless."

The ghosts transform from evil to barbarian, from barbarian to Xi, and finally hope to die without turning into demon. The hardships and pains in the process are far worse than the torture in hell.That requires not only cruel self-torture, but also the strongest will and obsession.

No one could have expected that Yi could survive all kinds of torture and survive.

After Chen's father left with the yellow paper, Zhao Xunchang's pursuit was still fruitless, so he naturally thought that the barbarian might have died in the process of turning into Xi.

Chen Ling recalled what City God had said: "Father said that the village chief said that experts had gone to the village to check the soil. I guess those experts should be from the Special Investigation Department. Yi was the one who followed Li Daoxuan at that time and was lurking in or near his body." .”

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense for Li Daoxuan, a good and normal person, to sit quietly by the pool for three hours instead of following his colleagues to check Yuhe Mountain.

What exactly happened in those three hours, only he himself knows.

Zhao Xunchang shook his head and sighed. In the final analysis, he was more or less responsible for the matter to this point. If he had continued to investigate, maybe he would have found Qingxuanguan.

Seeing Master sighing, Chen Ling knew that he was guilty, and said: "Master, there are many masters living in Qingxuan Temple, and they didn't even find it. It can only show that the barbarian has successfully transformed into Xi at that time. Intangible and silent , is indistinguishable from air, unless it shows itself, no one will be able to detect it."

Zhao Xunchang raised his hand and touched the little apprentice's head: "The brat has grown up, and he knows to come to comfort me. Don't worry, I won't make a fool of myself. I can only say, it's all about life."

When it comes to Li Daoxuan, it is inevitable that people will think of Jiang Yu.

Chen Ling's eyes dimmed, and he asked in a low voice: "Master, do you have any familiar servants in the underworld? I want to ask about Jiang Yu's situation."

Since Jiang Yu appeared, he has always been by his side, making him feel that this person will never leave.

But when the other party really left, Chen Ling realized at a loss that he knew too little about Jiang Yu. He didn't know why he was being targeted by God, and if he disappeared, where would he go to find him...

I don't even know if I still have a chance to see him.

Zhao Xunchang raised his eyebrows and said, "I have a little friendship with the subordinates, why don't we invite that ghost to come up and ask?"