Relocation Brigade

At exactly 10:[-] a.m., the car drove into the villa area of ​​Songyang Mansion. Surprisingly, the door of Zhu Peng's villa was not locked.

The villa was peaceful, at least on the first floor. The three of them walked upstairs and found a large piece of yellow-brown soil at the stairs on the second floor.

The dirt stretched all the way until it reached the bathroom door of a bedroom.

Chen Ling held the doorknob and twisted it a few times. Seeing that it couldn't be opened, he raised his foot and kicked it hard.

With a bang, Zhu Peng appeared in everyone's sight with his back to the door and his head buried in the basin.

The man was still alive, he supported the washbasin with both hands, and kicked and kicked his feet on the ground, but he couldn't save his head from the overflowing washbasin.

A pair of invisible hands held his back firmly.

Huang Fu flew out and stuck it on the back of Zhu Peng's head. At the same time, the person who was almost drowned got a chance to breathe and lifted his head out of the water.

Zhu Peng's face turned blue and purple, and he collapsed on the ground with his mouth open exaggeratedly panting.

Chen Ling noticed that there was a large patch of muddy water on his chest, dripping down the folds of his clothes and falling to the floor.

On the floor are a string of dirt footprints made by bare feet. They are very delicate in shape and size, and should come from women, and each of them has a little bright red printed on it.He squatted down, took a little bit with his fingers and observed carefully, it felt like blood dripping in the mud, not yet fully fused.

Zhu Peng finally had enough breath, turned over and stood up, thanked everyone with a pale face, and then asked: "I don't know how you found me?"

"Mr. Ding Junyuan's carving room was taken over from you." Wu Weiwei said.

"Yes." Zhu Peng tidied up the messy clothes and went out, "Ding Junyuan entrusted you to find you here? What is it for?"

"For Zhou Wenhui." Chen Ling took out the photo from his backpack, pushed it to the opposite side, and pointed at the woman next to Zhu Peng, "Zhou Wenhui is dead."

"Do you suspect that I have something to do with this woman?" Zhu Peng took a look at the photo and apologized, "I don't know this woman, maybe a friend called me over at a party."

He frowned, and he didn't know what to think, his face flashed with strong disgust, and then he wanted to pass a few people to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Chen Ling blocked him: "Mr. Zhu, why did you leave home the day your wife was rescued from the lake in the park?"

Zhu Peng froze all over, then jumped up in a rage, and grabbed the young man's clothes with grinning teeth.

"Let go." Jiang Yu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

Only then did Zhu Peng realize that there was a third person in this space.

This person's sense of existence is very low, but his appearance is deep and handsome, and his finely carved facial features are extremely impactful.Such a face, such an intimidating aura, he had only discovered it now.

As the bone cracked, Zhu Peng was forcibly pulled back to his senses, and immediately let go of the tender-faced young man in front of him, twisting his face and shouting: "Let go of your hands!"

He jumped into a rage, and beat the hand that was holding him hard regardless of his care.

Jiang Yu's expression was flat, as if he wasn't the one who was using the force. He was sweating profusely from seeing the pain. He let go of his hand, took the wet tissue paper on the counter and wiped his hands. When he threw it away, the ball of paper went into it precisely. garbage can.

Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei were both stunned, and swallowed in unison.

This is called ruthlessness, ruthlessness that is calm, ruthlessness that is unexpected, and ruthlessness that makes people irresistible.

Zhu Peng shrank back to the corner of the wall holding his forearm that was still in pain, furious, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous again: "What the hell are you here for!"

Chen Ling held up the photo to him again: "What is the relationship between you and Zhou Wenhui?"

Zhu Peng refused to let go: "It doesn't matter."

Probably fate was against him, just as he finished speaking, Chen Ling received a text message from Jiang Shengxing, [Zhou Wenhui is Zhu Peng's underground lover, the two dated for more than three years, and they didn't separate until two years ago].

Chen Ling put the text message in front of Zhu Peng: "Tell me, why did you break up with Zhou Wenhui? Is it related to your wife's death?"

"No! It has nothing to do with it!" Zhu Peng suddenly became agitated, and he was going to grab the phone with his eyes wide open.

Chen Ling dodged, his nose wrinkled suddenly, the smell of mud in the air was heavy, surrounding them tightly, and was about to ask the other two if they had smelled it, when Zhu Peng in front of him suddenly screamed in horror .

Muddy water with a strong stench poured in from the bathroom door, and rushed straight at Zhu Peng, like twisted molluscs, crazily getting into his mouth and nose.

Wu Weiwei was shocked on the spot: "What the hell has changed..."

Chen Ling took a step forward and clasped Zhu Peng's shoulder, freeing his other hand to grab the twisting mud flow. The sticky mud slipped through his fingers and he couldn't catch it at all.

But in the blink of an eye, all the mud that was lying quietly on the floor a moment ago had all entered the human body.

Zhu Peng writhed on the ground in pain, choking his neck tightly with his hands, he felt his internal organs were heavy, being dragged down by a huge force.

After rolling around on the ground a few times, the pain suddenly stopped. He looked at the other people in the bathroom angrily, and cursed indiscriminately: "What are you doing standing there, take me to the hospital quickly, hurry up!"

Chen Ling squatted down and looked at the middle-aged man at eye level: "Mr. Zhu, what you swallowed is not real sand, and it's useless to go to the hospital."

After the film was taken, the abdominal cavity must be empty.

Wu Weiwei didn't quite understand: "What do you mean?" He clearly saw puddles of muddy water crawling into Zhu Peng's nostrils and mouth.

Chen Ling raised his hand, and the black and brown mud that he had previously dipped on his fingertips had dried up, and he passed it forward to Wu Weiwei's nose.

Caught off guard, Wu Weiwei choked on the strong smell of blood and retched: "Why is it this smell!" It was as if it had been fermented in a vat for decades, even if the blood was strong, it also had a rotten smell.

In fact, Chen Ling couldn't tell, but this thing gave him a bad feeling, probably because he had a heavy yin qi, and he had some similarities with yin and evil. He could almost feel the resentment hidden in this filth.

"Jiang Yu." He looked at the man behind him, "Do you know?"

Yin and Yang are separated and never offend each other. Things in the yang world are controlled by the god of yang, and evil spirits in the underworld are controlled by the god of yin. If they interfere with each other, they will inevitably suffer from cause and effect.Everything is triggered by a cause, and it must have a result, when the time comes, the world will be in chaos.

What's more, Jiang Yu was also banned from participating in any affairs in the world, and even the Jiang family was only borrowing his luck.

But Chen Ling is different, this is his future wife.

There is no reason for a fiancée to ask her fiancé for advice when she has a problem.

Jiang Yu didn't know where to take out a handkerchief, grabbed the young man's fingers and wiped them clean, a small cluster of will-o'-the-wisps ignited in the palm of his hand, the handkerchief was intact, but the dirt turned into black smoke, twisting in the air .

"It's his fault." The man put his fingers together, and the blue fire and veil disappeared.

"Evil..." Chen Ling repeated in a low voice, and understood, "It is evil, and it is also the product of condensed resentment and hatred."

His eyes became sharp, and he stared condescendingly at the person sitting on the wall in a state of embarrassment: "What happened between you and the evil spirit who attacked you just now?"

Not just Zhu Peng, but also Ding Junyuan.

The slippery thing Ding Junyuan described before after being attacked should also be the mud transformed by these evil obstacles.

Under normal circumstances, the Earth Binding Spirit would not harm living people who had no enmity with him, so either Ding Junyuan was lying, or the Earth Binding Spirit had lost control because it was contaminated with Zhou Wenhui's blood.

"It's useless even if you ask me repeatedly." Zhu Peng struggled to get up while panting, the blood vessels buried under the skin suddenly began to rise and fall strangely, as if there were countless maggots swarming in it, and the top | thin skin.

"Ah!" He looked at his arms with wide eyes in fear, and then lifted the clothes on his stomach, all over his body, everywhere.

Gradually, Zhu Peng felt a faint pain in his stomach, which became more and more obvious and sharper.

"Hurry up and think of a way." He clutched his stomach, sweating profusely.

Chen Ling looked down at his pale face indifferently: "What is your relationship with Zhou Wenhui? Why did your wife leave home? After you answered the question, I will find a way."

"Wait for me, I'm going to sue you for murder!" Zhu Peng supported the wall and walked out on his own. Every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife. Belly.

Chen Ling turned around, still standing where he was, still repeating what he said before.

As the young man's voice fell, Zhu Peng fell to the ground, his body curled up into a shrimp due to the unbearable pain, but his hands stubbornly stretched forward, grabbing the door frame and using his strength to move his body forward.

Wu Weiwei had never seen Brother Chen look so indifferent, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly.

He quietly glanced at Jiang Yu who had the same indifferent expression, moved his feet over, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think that Brother Chen actually has a bad temper?"

Once he loses patience, he will change from a rabbit to a wolf dog in the next second, the kind that kills people without blood.

"It's a bit fierce." Jiang Yu hooked his lips with interest, "But it's also quite cute."

Wu Weiwei: "...Brother Jiang, we are different." Your eyes must be wide open.

In the oppressive atmosphere, the doorbell rang, and the cheerful bell did not slow down the terrifying atmosphere at all.

Just as Chen Ling wanted Wu Weiwei to take a look, he heard someone shouting from downstairs: "Mr. Zhu, I'm from the property management."

Wu Weiwei ran to the window, opened the curtains a little and looked downstairs, and said, "Li Hongyu came to the door with two properties."

Zhu Peng, who was already on the verge of death, heard this and quickly stretched his limbs, but he could not crawl out half a meter before he let out a cry of pain.

"Mr. Zhu." Chen Ling spoke again.

Zhu Peng was about to die of pain. From his toes to his hair, he screamed sharply everywhere. He took a deep breath, and his poor persistence was about to be tormented by the pain.

"Zhou Wenhui, Zhou Wenhui is my lover. As for my wife... I... I..."

Immediately to the point, the body suddenly twitched, and all the words that came to my mouth were swallowed back into my stomach.

Seeing that he was going to die, Chen Ling pasted a talisman on Zhu Peng's body, which was printed with the seal of the Yellow God Yue and the talisman paper blessed by the spell, and the effect was much better than what he used before.

The thing hidden under the flesh is like a mouse seeing a cat, rushing towards the head frantically.

In just a dozen seconds or less, the mud squeezed into Zhu Peng's facial features flowed out by itself.As soon as the talisman fire touched it, filthy pieces burned up, and instantly turned into black smoke, which quickly disappeared into the air.

Zhu Peng's body bounced heavily on the ground, and he sat up as if reborn.

Chen Ling took out a piece of toilet paper from his body and handed it to him, motioning him to wipe his chin: "Let me guess, even if your wife wasn't killed by you, you must have forced her to death. Gan Xin, does she often pester you in dreams or in life? You were so frightened that you lost your mind, and you didn't know where to invite magical artifacts or consecrated objects, and trapped her in the carving room."

Zhu Peng creaked his fingers holding the tissue, but his trembling lips betrayed him.

"Now that the things that suppressed her are gone, she escaped from the carving room and killed Zhou Wenhui first... Oh, by the way, does Mr. Zhu know how Zhou Wenhui died? She was drowned to death." Chen Ling The volume of the voice is reduced, and it is a bit gloomy, and the ghost story is very substituting, "Her face and body are swollen, and there are blue corpse spots on her pale skin, and the black nails are her struggling. The sand that was buckled at the time."

He said that he was a little scared, he paused slightly, and added, "Tell me, when will she come to see you next time, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or just tonight?"

"Stop it, I beg you to stop it." Zhu Peng flung himself at Chen Ling with weak arms and legs, hugging one of his legs and not letting go.

Although he transferred the art gallery, he has been secretly sending people to monitor the movement in the carving room, knowing that Ding Junyuan is looking for someone to look at Fengshui recently, and there is a high probability that this is the one in front of him, "Little brother, I know you must be capable, you just Help me, I will give you money, a lot of money!"

Chen Ling pulled his leg out and stepped back to Jiang Yu's side.

Touching the man's eyes, Zhu Peng felt the pain in his right forearm that had not gone away intensified again, and flinched and dared not go forward.

Chen Ling raised his head and bowed to the back of his ancestor's head in his heart. Anyone who can kill an enemy with just his eyes is a big boss.

"Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you." Zhu Peng stood there in fear, and argued, "But I really haven't done anything harmful to the world, at most, I have moral flaws..."

It's this time, and he still doesn't forget to excuse himself, Chen Ling feels disgusted in his heart: "I've already asked the question just now."

Zhu Peng buried his face in the palm of his hand, rubbed it a few times, and leaned against the wall dejectedly: "You were right before, Zhou Wenhui is indeed my lover. I met her because of a temporary art exhibition. I... ..."

"Get to the point." Chen Ling interrupted him.

"Then let's not mention these for now." Zhu Peng twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and continued, "I have been dating her for two years, and Zhou Wenhui is beginning to be dissatisfied and wants to be my wife. My wife and I love each other so much. For many years, the relationship is naturally not comparable to her. Seeing that I was unwilling, she asked my wife to meet privately in the park behind my back. I don’t know what kind of dispute happened between the two of them, but when I arrived At that time, my wife had already fallen into the water and drowned. I was very scared at the time, and Zhou Wenhui was crying for help... Confused, I took her away."

"After I left, I was still uneasy, and I was always tormented by guilt... because Zhou Wenhui threatened me that if I testified that she had appeared at the scene of the crime with my wife, I would be dragged into the water together. Anyway, the lake There is no monitoring, and everything she says will be taken as evidence... So, after calling the police, I concealed the facts and lied that my wife went shopping and disappeared for no reason."

There was no monitoring at the scene, and there was no proof of Zhou Wenhui's death. Except for Zhu Peng himself, no one knew what happened at that time.

Chen Ling didn't question it, but asked instead: "If your wife wasn't killed by you, then why did she come to you?"

It's just that the anger and hatred brought about by her husband's cheating shouldn't be enough to support her resentment turning into an earth-bound spirit to claim her life, not to mention that Zhu Peng had devoured evil obstacles before.

That was the hatred of the Earthbound Spirit, and it was also the sin committed by Zhu Peng himself.

This person is lying.

"I'm probably still blaming me for betraying my family and marriage..." Zhu Peng squatted on the ground regardless of his image, hugged his knees and whimpered, and said, "It's all my fault, all of this is my fault."

Chen Ling was elicited a sneer by this confession: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhu to be so regretful. Since this is the case, find someone to save your wife and let your wife resolve the resentment as soon as possible. Wouldn't it be good to reincarnate? You suppressed her in the carving room, making her unable to Get rid of supernatural beings!"

"I don't want to!" I don't know which sentence touched Zhu Peng's pain, he said sharply, "After she died, she always came to pester me. I can see her in my dreams, at home, even at work. Shadow. I tried to find monks and Taoist priests to save me, but it was useless! She just refused to let me go! I can only choose other methods..."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and took a deep breath, looked at the three people present with red eyes, and changed back to the previous face full of regret: "When sending my wife away, can you not let her suffer too much?" suffering."

Chen Ling looked at Zhu Peng's face and sighed in his heart. His eyes were sincere and his expression was earnest. It didn't look like he was telling a lie.I'm afraid even he himself is not sure which sentence is true and which is false.

"You come with us." Chen Ling said.

Zhu Peng: "Where are you going?"

"The engraving room." When Chen Ling spoke, he kept staring at Zhu Peng's eyes, and keenly caught a trace of strangeness.

Zhu Peng's body tensed up, his eyes dodged: "What are you doing in the carving room, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

"Hello." Wu Weiwei said suddenly, "Why do I feel like you're guilty?"

"I don't, I, I just think it's safest to stay in my own home." Zhu Peng tied his tongue several times while speaking.

"Mr. Zhu." After a moment of silence, Chen Ling said suddenly, "At first, Mrs. Zhu was salvaged from the water. Even if her soul was still there, she should be wandering around the lake in the park, but she was suppressed by you. The carving room."

Zhu Peng's eyes became more erratic, and he unconsciously twisted his fingers.

Chen Ling: "Ms. Zhu's family must have known about Mrs. Zhu's drowning death, so you dare not dispose of the body alone. You must have taken out the bones or ashes after the burial, secretly put them in the carving room, and found them again. The magic weapon will suppress it."

"You can't talk nonsense about things without evidence." Zhu Peng defended with a pale face, "That's my wife, how could I do such a thing."

"Tell me, is it the ashes or the bones? Where did you hide it?" Chen Ling's tough attitude caused Jiang Yu to look sideways for a while.

Wu Weiwei swore that he could see a gentle smile in the eyes of the newly appointed financial manager.

Zhu Peng clenched his teeth, the muscles in his arms tensed, and his attitude was firm.

"It's okay if you don't say anything, then let you stay here alone." After speaking, he patted Jiang Yu's arm, "Let's go."

Since he was invited by Ding Junyuan, he naturally had to charge money. Zhu Peng thought that he had clamored before and asked them to help exorcise ghosts regardless of money. Even if these people had a bad attitude, they should stay and protect them for the sake of money. he.

The result was far beyond his expectations. They didn't intend to stop until they reached the entrance and were about to open the door.

"Masters, wait for me!" Zhu Peng rushed forward in two or three steps, trying to grab Chen Ling's sleeve, but was cast a glance by the always silent man with gloomy eyes.

With a flick of his fingertips, he turned to Wu Weiwei.

Wu Weiwei hated him too, and slapped that hand away.

Zhu Peng stood opposite the few people with a bitter face, the strength of the fragility collapsed, he swallowed, his hands tightly grasped the fabric of the trousers on the side of his legs, he seemed nervous, and he seemed afraid.

"Since I started to have nightmares, my spirit has deteriorated day by day. I was afraid that the situation would get worse in the long run, so I went to a few masters for help, but the effect was not significant. Later, one day, I accidentally saw an article on the Internet. The article talks about the mutual restraint of the five elements, and it says that earth restrains water..."

Wu Weiwei listened enthusiastically, and asked: "And then?"

"Then I contacted the cemetery and said that I wanted to bury my wife in another place, so I took out the ashes."

Tu Keshui, Tu Keshui... Chen Ling is funny and angry now, he doesn't know what expression to make.

The five elements are widely used in traditional Chinese medicine, philosophy, and divination, but it has nothing to do with suppressing ghosts.The application of the five elements in the technique is to borrow force, which is the natural force, the power of ghosts and gods, which are opposite to the five elements.

So why do people with no brains have to learn the skill of surfing the Internet? Can this fucking mess around!

"You mixed the ashes into the yellow mud and made a clay sculpture of a woman." Chen Ling's voice was extremely calm and cool.

Zhu Peng's open lips moved a few times, and finally tightened, nodded stiffly, "Yes."

Wu Weiwei was stunned in place, is this okay?It's too vicious!

"Are you still a fucking human!" He yelled, his knuckles creaked and his hands itched badly.

Chen Ling sneered, turned around and left, and as soon as the door opened, he met the people who hadn't left outside.

Li Hongyu glanced at the young man opposite, turned his head and rushed to the two property staff who came with him, and said, "My friends and the others have come out, please excuse me."

The property owner kept saying no trouble, smiled and said hello to Zhu Peng, turned around and left.

"Why are you haunted?" Wu Weiwei folded his arms to block Li Hongyu's view of Zhu Peng.

Zhu Peng is Brother Chen's bait, and he must not be snatched away. He provocatively said: "Mr. Li is still not willing to give up on this business, but unfortunately, our company has now joined a strong general, and you have no part now." .”

After Jiang Yu told the essence of the mud, Wu Weiwei knew that this new father of the financial owner, a part-time financial manager, was a master.

Thinking about it this way, he turned sideways to get out of the way, and deliberately showed the fierce general, trying to severely dampen Li Hongyu's spirit.