Relocation Brigade

"Master." Chen Ling said dryly, "There is something I want to tell you."

Zhao Xunchang was still immersed in distress, regretting why he didn't give his apprentice a calculation earlier.If it is discovered early, it may be possible to find out the reason for this hexagram phenomenon, and then find a way to crack it.

"The person who came to see me just now is the ancestor of the Jiang family." Chen Ling said, "He said that he is my future wife, and there is a red line between me and him."

Zhao Xunchang's hand to pack his things froze, because he was so shocked that the creases on his face were almost flattened: "That old ghost said it himself?!"

"Well, I saw that thread." Chen Ling said sullenly, "He also said that my fate is compatible with him."

Zhao Xunchang slapped the things in his hand on the table: "I said you were taken by him!"

Zhao Xunchang walked up to the little apprentice, put his hands behind his back and said: "The marriage line is tied by the heavens, and no one can break it, unless you can pierce the world."

The sky is too high and too thick, so it must be impossible to stab it. What Chen Ling wants most now is to stab Jiang Yu, but he can't beat it.

"Where is the seal of the Yellow God Yue that I gave you earlier?" Zhao Xunchang suddenly changed the topic, making people puzzled.

Chen Ling obediently pulled Fayin out of his clothes.

Zhao Xunchang: "It's useless to that old ghost?"

Chen Ling said with a mournful face, "Not at all, just a little bit of induction." One said one thing, "But it has a great deterrent effect on ordinary evil spirits. I used this to burn the skin of supporting evil spirits before."

Zhao Xunchang held the seal and looked it over and over twice, then shook his head and sighed.

"I guess he should be from the Underworld, and his status is not low."

Master's thoughts coincided with his previous guess, Chen Ling hurriedly said: "But how did he know that I was his object? Could it be that he found me along the line of marriage?"

"The heavens and the earth are divided into yin and yang. There are yang gods on the top and yin gods on the bottom. They are in charge of the law of cause and effect in the world. You must know that a mere marriage is not a piece of cake." Zhao Xunchang put down his crossed legs and walked down to the ground. , I don't know whether it is excitement or anxiety, and the tone of the speech is anxious and trembling, "So it was his order that the Jiang family's list fell on you?"

Chen Ling didn't think so: "My advertisement has been posted for so long, if it is really him, why didn't he let the Jiang family contact me earlier?"

"That's right." Zhao Xunchang stroked his bearded chin, thought for a moment and said, "That's when you first went to see the grave and he recognized you."

Chen Ling agrees with this reasoning.

Zhao Xunchang paced back and forth in the same place for a few more times, helpless, and said, "How can you get rid of the fate of God, Master knows that you are awkward, and you will get used to it after a few days of awkwardness. Think about the good, you will also have a backer in the future. "

Chen Ling said that he didn't want to have a backstage at all, because he might not be able to keep the back door!

Zhao Xunchang saw his unwilling face, and said again: "Apprentice, you don't know, it's really impossible without a backstage. Every time Master invites ghost messengers to come up, he has to bow three times and knock four times, burning a lot of ghost coins, which is really troublesome."

Chen Ling: "But he's a male ghost."

"What's wrong with the male ghost, didn't you tell Master to tolerate different sexual orientations?" Zhao Xunchang said again, "And those Yin gods in high positions enjoy the worship of human beliefs, and they have no fear of yang and sunshine. The golden light of morality. The most important thing is that their bodies are solid, no different from ordinary people."

After a while, the tone became subtle: "Of course, there is no difference between getting along with a living person."

Chen Ling didn't notice Master's changed tone, and said speechlessly, "Master, why do I feel that you are very appreciative of the matter between me and my ancestor?"

"I'm teaching you to be brave enough to face reality, and to think on the positive side of everything." Zhao Xunchang pointed to the top of his head, "God is the rule of all things, and no one can resist what he sets. If this is the case, why are you unhappy?" Huh, accept it."

Chen Ling's heart was a little shaken, and he sighed that he deserved to be a real master.

Looking at the little apprentice's slowly calm face, Zhao Xunchang sighed softly, and said inexplicably, "Everything is preordained."

Chen Ling failed to get any comfort from his master, instead he was no longer so repulsed by Jiang Yu's appearance. He walked back to his room lightly and heavily, and when he opened the door, he saw three sticks on the table that he hadn't had time to serve. fragrant.

Hesitating for a few seconds to pick up the incense, went around to the kitchen to pick two apples, and took them up the mountain together.

The fortifications on the mountain are proceeding in an orderly manner according to the plan. The contractor wears a helmet and directs the workers to use the pay-off truck to divide the various areas according to the planning map.

Seeing the little boss coming up, he took a hard hat and went over: "Mr. Chen, we have been working according to the schedule for the past few days without any delay. If it remains the same, the first step will be completed in about half a month. "

The design of the cemetery is similar to terraced fields, climbing up layer by layer, and the area that is about to reach the top of the mountain has the best Fengshui.One is because it is the closest to the dragon's energy trend, and the other is because there are a slightly shorter mountain peaks in the east and west not far away as a barrier. This is a good location for the blessing of the blue dragon and white tiger.

The two chatted for a while about the progress of the project. Chen Ling thanked the contractor for the cigarettes and asked about other things: "Brother Yang, how much do you know about Fanxing Carving Room?"

"Fanxing Carving Room?" The contractor was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered, "You are talking about the one I introduced to you last time, right? I don't know much about it, but I just heard that the sculptor there can do private work."

He paused and asked, "Why, are you dissatisfied?"

"Satisfied, the master sculptor is very nice and quick at work." Chen Ling said in a chatty tone, "It's just that I went there twice, and the first time the business was really not very good. It's full."

The contractor took a puff of his cigarette, and said in surprise, "Really, but I heard that the students in their family are weird, and they often don't come for a few days."

"Why?" This phenomenon is consistent with what Wu Weiwei said before.

"I don't know about that, maybe there is a problem with teaching."

Chen Ling smiled: "Brother Yang, you told me before that their family has a good reputation."

Realizing that his words were contradictory, the contractor said embarrassedly: "Actually, I don't know, I just heard what others said."

Chen Ling nodded and moved on to other topics.

After sitting and chatting with the contractor for half an hour, he walked around the area wearing a hard hat, and walked around to the top of the mountain alone with a plastic bag in his hand.

Jiang Yu's tomb sank into the ground, and the soft soil that had been covered before had tightened a lot.The stele has not been finished yet, so in order to prevent someone from accidentally stepping on the grave, a larger stone was placed in front of the tomb as a mark and warning.

Chen Ling squatted down, took out the three sticks of incense, lit them, put them in front of the stone, and muttered: "Anyone who has multiple partners suddenly will be unhappy, please understand." Then he took out the apples and placed them on the plate he brought , "I thought about it, we can be friends first, and try different relationships. If one day you think it is feasible, we can not be husband and wife but brothers."

The sun on the mountain is more vicious than that at the foot of the mountain. After a while, the black hair on the top of the head is hot.

Wiping his sweat-wet hairline, Chen Ling didn't know what to do. He was very afraid that his ancestor would suddenly leave the order, and he would do something too violent when he was agitated.

"Besides, I have a lot of bad habits. Don't decide on our relationship so early. It's for your own good." After belittling himself, Chen Ling didn't know what to say.

He squatted down, staring straight at the three burning incense sticks.

The position where each incense was burned was at the same height, and the burning speed was extremely fast. Chen Ling was confused: "Are you agreeing or not? Are you in a good mood or a bad mood?"

Jiang Yu didn't respond, he didn't know whether he was lying on the ground or standing beside him.

The next day, Wu Weiwei got up early, made breakfast diligently, and ran to knock on Brother Chen's door to wake him up.

Chen Ling's curtains are light in color, as long as someone shakes inside, the outline will be very clear.Wu Weiwei was sure that he was absolutely right. There was a tall man sitting at the desk.

But when he heard the answer and opened the door to go in, Chen Ling was still lying on the bed, his sleeping hair was disheveled, he couldn't open his eyes, and was in a daze.

Wu Weiwei looked towards the window stiffly. The stool in front of the desk was empty. He walked over and touched the stool with his fingers. The temperature was cold, and no one should have sat on it.

On the neatly tidied desk, there was an abrupt piece of white paper with only one word: [Yes].

The words are written with a pen, and the font is rigid and unrestrained.

And next to the white paper, an open book lay quietly there. The book was full of notes, and the font was fairly neat, but it was not difficult to see that the pen was a little floating, and there was no sense of strength between the strokes.

So the words on the white paper and the book should have been written by two different people.

Wu Weiwei thought of the figure he saw before entering the door again, and shivered in fright, quickly lifted the quilt, and dragged Chen Ling up from the bed.

"Brother Chen, don't sleep, wake up." He grabbed Chen Ling's shoulder and shook wildly, "There was someone in your room just now!"

Chen Ling yawned, eyes drooping lazily: "Isn't it you?"

"Hey, it's not me." Wu Weiwei told what he saw, afraid that Chen Ling wouldn't believe it, so he ran to the desk and brought the blank paper.

On the sixteen-motif paper, the handwriting is eye-catching.

Chen Ling woke up all of a sudden, took the paper and read it over and over again tirelessly, gently brushing the dry handwriting with his fingertips, feeling extremely happy.

He knew that Jiang Yu agreed to his proposal yesterday that he should be friends first.

Wu Weiwei was confused by the smile on his face: "Brother Chen, what are you laughing at?"

What can you laugh at, laughing at that old antique is reasonable, and it is not difficult to communicate.

"It's nothing." Chen Ling climbed out of bed, hummed, and stretched his waist into the bathroom.

Today is Monday, a working day, and there is a lot of traffic on the road, all rushing to work.

In order to avoid traffic jams, Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei first took a bus to the outskirts of the city, and then took the subway to the old city. After getting out of the crowded subway station, both of them felt like they were alive again, breathing in fresh air .

Wu Weiwei went to the newsstand to buy two bottles of mineral water, and handed Chen Ling a bottle: "Brother Chen, our Nayuhe Mountain is too far away from the city, don't you consider buying a car?"

Chen Ling: "I've been watching."

Wu Weiwei walked behind and asked, "What kind? I'll help you refer."

"Let's talk about it." After Chen Ling finished speaking, he led the people around a corner, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the Fanxing Sculpture Room at the end of the street.

From a distance, the two of them saw the nearly withered plane tree outside the carving room.

From what Chen Ling saw last time, the sycamore tree is now completely bare, with its branches stretching out, and there is actually a black red-eyed crow parked on it.

Before approaching, a car parked outside the carving room.

Ding Junyuan got out of the car first, then opened the co-pilot's door, bent over and leaned in, and struggled to take out the huge black bag that Chen Ling had seen in the utility room before.