Relocation Brigade

The Jiang family's attitude towards Qianzu's tomb is really weird.

Say they believe in ghosts and gods, and they are too casual in dealing with the matter of grave removal; say they don't believe it, but they are willing to spend a lot of money to invite a novice like him to come to the door, which somewhat means that they are in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Chen Ling remembered very clearly that the advertisement he posted on the Internet was for Yuheshan's new cemetery, and that the grave relocation was just a bonus business, and he also stated that he was not a professional. If you are interested, you can contact other professionals.

"Mrs. Jiang, may I ask, why are you willing to entrust this matter to me?"

Mrs. Jiang's face was tense and stiff, her lips moved up and down, and she remained silent for a long time.

"Is there anything you can't say?" Chen Ling smiled, but his eyes turned cold, "Mrs. Jiang, you have something to hide from me."

An awkward and anxious atmosphere spread between the two of them. After a long time, Mrs. Jiang closed her eyes forcefully, "Actually, before we found you, our family invited five masters."

Thinking of what happened before, Mrs. Jiang felt chills all over her body, and raised her hand to brush her hair behind her ears, using this posture to relieve her inner fear.

Half a month ago, Jiang Shengxing, the current head of the Jiang family, personally brought five masters who were invited by a lot of money to visit the grave.

As soon as a group of six entered the woods, the leaves began to rustle, the wind gusts, and the whole forest fell into dim light in the blink of an eye, as if it was enveloped by something terrible and huge.

The further he walked, the dimmer the light became, and not long after, Jiang Shengxing even smelled a faint smell floating in the air, decayed, bloody, and full of hostility.

Jiang Shengxing's scalp was numb. He looked carefully at the masters and asked them if they smelled anything.

None of the masters spoke up, but their faces were not very good, and they looked like they were waiting for the battle. Two of them had already taken out the magic weapon and talisman paper.

As they got closer and closer to the ancestral grave, the masters couldn't hold back their forced composure, and soon put down the guy in their hands, and dragged the big gold master Jiang Shengxing to run together.

After completely leaving the range of the forest, one of the masters told Jiang Shengxing in a heavy tone, "The tomb of Jiang's family is too dangerous. We can't do anything about it. Please be wise."

That night, Jiang Shengxing developed a high fever and was sent to the hospital.After doing a physical examination, the doctor did not say why.

The lower branches of the Jiang family learned about this and rushed to the hospital to visit them. Among them, a long-lived old man guessed that it must be because Jiang Shengxing rashly brought dubious people there, bumped into the old ancestor, and was killed by the old man. The ancestors blamed it.

The five masters were all introduced by acquaintances, and no one had ever doubted their identities before.

Hearing this, everyone sent people to investigate.The result was surprising. Two of the five masters turned out to be senior liars.

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she almost had a heart attack. Without a word, she called the police and vowed to put the two of them in prison.

In order to appease the old ancestor, she took her son and daughter-in-law to the grave to kowtow and admit their mistakes, all kinds of good words...it was useless.

Seeing that her husband's health was getting worse and worse, Mrs. Jiang, who could only wipe away her tears and worry, suddenly received an internet connection from Jiang Shengxing's special assistant.

Click on the link, and a simple advertisement pops up: [Fengshui Blessed Land, Top Property, High-End Package, Exclusive Luxury Cemetery. (Free grave relocation)]

Didn't he offend the old ancestor because of the moving of the grave at the beginning? If he can help him find a suitable cemetery, maybe his old man's anger will disappear?

With the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Mrs. Jiang personally contacted Chen Ling who posted the advertisement. In order not to scare people away, she chose to temporarily conceal certain situations.

After listening to the short story, Chen Ling couldn't help muttering, "The old ancestor's temper is too violent, most people can't afford it."

Oh, not only irritable, but also stingy, if you don't like liars coming to watch your grave, you can talk about it in your dreams, why blame it on the younger generation.

Mrs. Jiang was so preoccupied with her husband's safety that she didn't pay attention to the young man's soliloquy, "Actually, before I brought you here, I still had a lot of uncertainties in my heart. I was worried that I would encounter the same situation as my husband. Walking all the way in from the outside, nothing strange happened."

While speaking, he reached into his purse and took out the check he had prepared in advance.

"I believe that the ancestors are tacitly agreeing that the matter of moving the grave must be handed over to you. Mr. Chen, this is the fate of our two families, and you must not refuse." Afraid that the young man would not take the job, Mrs. Jiang quickly put the The check slipped into his hand.

Resisting not to look at the numbers on the check, Chen Ling said calmly: "Mrs. Jiang, you know, our Yuhe Cemetery has not officially started construction, and Mr. Jiang Yu's tombstone and coffin have to be customized now. The most important thing is Yes, as far as I know, tomorrow's not a good day."

"No matter how bad the day is, there will always be an auspicious time." Mrs. Jiang interrupted the young man, "The tombstone can be made later. As for the coffin, we have already prepared it."

Using a crumpled paper towel to wipe off the sweat that rolled out of her forehead again, Mrs. Jiang pointed in a certain direction: "Mr. Chen, it's not that we are in a hurry, but that the matter is urgent. If you don't believe me, take a look there..."

Behind the mound, in an inconspicuous corner, the brown soil was sunken.

It is a big taboo for ancestral graves to collapse for no reason. Once it happens, everything will go wrong for future generations. If it is serious, the family may be destroyed.The situation of the Jiang family's ancestral tomb is not serious now, but as long as it rains, the whole tomb is likely to collapse.

Unfortunately, it happens to be the rainy season recently, and there will be heavy rain every three or two days to relieve the scorching heat in the city.

No wonder the Jiang family was in such a hurry.

But among the five masters back then, at least three masters were real, and he dared to touch things that people in the industry would not dare to touch without reason.

Chen Ling regretted his life and did not agree on the spot. Because of Mrs. Jiang's presence, he did not call this time and chose to send a message to Master.

After sending out the cause and effect, half a quarter of an hour later, a message came back, [The hexagram is auspicious. 】

With just four words, Chen Ling had a solid idea, and decided on the time of grave digging with Mrs. Jiang on the spot, and also made a list, asking Mrs. Jiang to ask someone to prepare it.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to do it right away." Mrs. Jiang folded the note paper and put it in her bag, then walked to the simple grave, bowed respectfully, and muttered words, but couldn't hear what she was saying.

Chen Ling waited quietly, his eyes fixed on the old locust tree.

The stem of the locust tree is strong, and the leaves are as lush as scales. Now it is the most luxuriant time of the year, and the branches are completely stretched, at least ten meters long, green and lush.This visual impact is shocking, but it also brings a heavy sense of depression.

"Mr. Chen, let's go." After the matter was settled, Mrs. Jiang swept away her previous depression, carrying her purse, and walking on catwalks with an elegant and confident appearance.

Chen Ling quietly followed the client and left the woods. Just as he opened the car door and was about to sit in with his head down, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew from behind.

The wind was bone-chilling, cutting through the hot air and pouring it straight into the car.

The wind was so strong that Chen Ling felt as if an extra hand had come out of nowhere behind him, holding down his back shoulder, and pushing him directly into the car.

Before he could sit still, something sharp scratched his neck, and the biting coolness went straight into his bones.

Subconsciously pressed the side of the neck with a backhand, and found that there was an extra leaf in the palm.

The leaves are green, with clear veins, and a little more bright red suddenly appears on the tip, like insect eyes, or glaring blood spots.

Reflexively, Chen Ling immediately reached out to touch the copper bell in his pocket. If he really encountered something evil, even if the bottom was blocked, the Sanqing bell should vibrate.Since there was no response, it meant that what was blowing just now was not a sinister wind.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he casually threw the leaves out of the car door.

After the driver sent the owner home, he sent Chen Ling back to Yuhe Mountain as instructed.

When he got off the car, he raised his head and saw the dusty and barren hills of his house. Chen Ling rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Yuhe Mountain is one of the ancestral properties of the Chen family. Long ago, because of the division of the family, it was assigned to Grandpa Chen Ling.

People died for money, and the Chen family didn't fight to the death for this ancestral property, but they completely tore their faces apart.

Chen Ling's grandfather was an honest man, and he didn't want to participate in this competition, so the other brothers and sisters divided up the Wang Street shop and the harvested orchard, leaving him with a mountain.

The original Yuhe Mountain was not easy to cultivate due to the terrain, and the natural ecology has not been damaged in any way. The trees in the forest are lush, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. At dawn, there is always a layer of mist, which is as beautiful as a fairyland.

On a certain day 20 years ago, the vegetation on the mountain withered overnight, and what was planted died, and the half-circle surrounding lake at the foot of the mountain became stagnant water, changing from clear to black, with a strong stench.

The nearby residents gradually moved away due to environmental problems, and only a few households with poor economic conditions still lived at the foot of the mountain.

These things were confided to Chen Ling by Chen's parents two months ago.The reason for speaking out is that they hope their son can go back to live for a while.

Before his birthday, Chen Ling was a standard materialistic young man.After his birthday, he started to run into evil. Those invisible and intangible things were always lurking in the darkness, watching his life.

At the age of 20, on the way to a Taoist temple to apply for a lottery, Chen's parents met Chen Ling's current master by chance.

The master's name is Zhao Xunchang, and he claims to be an orthodox Taoist priest who has learned the art of Longhushan in the early days. He is good at eliminating evil spirits and evil, and solving problems for others.

That night, Zhao Xunchang and Chen's parents closed the door and talked for a long time in the study.When he came out again, Chen Ling, who was at a loss, was pinned down by his parents and kowtowed to recognize his teacher.

Then he was stuffed with a land deed that had been transferred to his own name as early as his birthday.

Hearing that as long as he and Zhao Xunchang lived in Yuhe Mountain for a while, the situation of collision with evil would be alleviated, Chen Ling had two words in his heart, nonsense.I feel that my parents must have been cheated again.

However, the slap came quickly.

A miracle happened.

After arriving at Yuhe Mountain for less than half a month, Chen Ling's condition has really improved. At least he can sleep soundly at night, and he will no longer be woken up suddenly in the middle of the night, or bump into a woman with disheveled hair and festered face when he wakes up at night. .

The answer given by Zhao Xunchang is that the aura of the little apprentice and Yu Heshan are compatible, so it is best to live forever.

Since you want to live here all the time, you can't spend your time paralyzed in the house all day long.But facing the lifeless Yuhe Mountain, Chen Ling couldn't think of what he could do here.In the end, I heard from the master that Yuhe Mountain is a rare blessed place for the yin house, which can bring blessings and longevity to the buried person and the descendants. At the same time, it can also help Chen Ling accumulate merits and resolve the unbalanced yin and yang in the body.

This thing benefits others and self, there is no reason not to do it.

As for the harsh environment, Master squinted his eyes slightly, with an unpredictable attitude, saying that the turning point will come soon.

In this way, the Yuheshan Cemetery project was officially finalized, and under the operation of Chen's parents, various procedures were quickly completed.

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The sun was still shining in the sky, and Chen Ling walked into the small temporarily rented yard at the foot of the mountain under the scorching sun.

In the yard, Zhao Xunchang was teasing his macaw with melon seeds.

The parrot is a rare purple-blue color, and it belongs to the largest species in the psittacidae. It likes to imitate and is talkative.

Before he could say hello to Master, he heard the parrot screaming, "Come back, come back, Chen Ling is back."

Chen Ling touched the parrot's head as he passed by, and went directly into the bathroom inside after passing by.

After solving his physical problems, he relaxed in front of the mirror to wash his hands, and then splashed a few handfuls of cold water on his face.The dizzy head was stimulated by the water, and it was much clearer, so I grabbed a tissue to wipe the water off my face.

After wiping, Chen Ling felt something was wrong.

He leaned towards the mirror, tilted his head, and carefully observed the skin on the side of his neck.Unknowingly, there was a red mark on the fair skin, as if someone had pressed hard with his fingers.

The author has something to say: Don't get me wrong! ! !Gong is not a locust tree spirit! ! !