Relocation Brigade

Wu Weiwei picked up a piece of waste paper thrown by someone who didn't know who was next to him, and blocked Zhu Peng's noisy mouth.

Chen Ling crouched inside the ceiling and walked around like a duck, but he couldn't find any trace of the earth binding spirit. He took out the three clear bells, which vibrated violently, but refused to ring.

Looks like it's no longer here.

Going down the ladder to the ground, Chen Ling tore off the rag from Zhu Peng's mouth and asked, "You sneaked here to find the magic weapon that suppressed Mrs. Zhu back then?"

Zhu Peng couldn't argue with his words, and was seriously injured and needed medical treatment. He didn't dare to lie to offend others, and honestly admitted: "Yes, I came to Wenchang Pagoda. I invited it from the temple."

"You thought Wenchang Pagoda was able to suppress Mrs. Zhu back then. Even if she is allowed to escape now, it still has some effect. It can save your dog's life after you leave here secretly."

"Mr. Chen, how could you think of me so much, I didn't..." Zhu Peng was too guilty to look at others.

Chen Ling: "Of course you think so. After all, after the incident is over, you have to report to the police and surrender yourself. If you don't find a way out for yourself, are you going to stay and be arrested?"

Zhu Peng stared at the young man in surprise, but couldn't say a word. He knew that these two people must have heard everything just now.

What to do, kill?Whether it is height or strength, or in terms of numbers, he has no chance of winning.

But he didn't want to go to jail, not for a day.

Zhu Peng restrained his expression, controlled his emotions, and tried his best to keep calm.

After thinking for a moment, he tentatively said in a negotiating tone: "I can spend money to buy everything you just heard."

Chen Ling asked, "How much do you plan to give?"

Zhu Peng made a one, and seeing the young man remained silent, he added another finger, "Six zeros in the back."

Chen Ling: "Oh, your life is worth so much money." It should be a negative number.

At this time, the curtain on the right was lifted, and a figure carrying a copper coin sword nimbly turned in from the window.

The shirt on Li Hongyu's body was covered with dust, the copper coin sword was hanging askew on his back, and his hair was slightly messy.

Hearing Zhu Peng's screams just now, his heart skipped a beat, and he tried his best to climb up, regardless of his aloof image. He was almost spotted by the patrolling police passing by outside, but as soon as he came up, he heard a dirty deal.

Li Hongyu glared at Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei, his voice extremely irritable: "You really want to agree to his conditions?!"

Wu Weiwei rolled his eyes and turned his face away.

When Zhu Peng saw the copper coin sword on Li Hongyu's back, he thought he was with Chen Ling and others, so he didn't think much about it, and pulled them into his bribery team.

As soon as he said "You make an offer", Li Hongyu was so angry that he drew his sword and pointed at it. Due to his upbringing, he bit and bit the muscles of his cheeks, and finally he could only choke out a stupid sentence.

Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei couldn't help but almost laughed out loud.

Not to mention, Li Hongyu has a bad temper, but it's really interesting to watch him lose his temper every time.

Knowing that the new person in front of him is a tough one, Zhu Peng has encountered difficulties. He knows that it is difficult to impress these so-called decent people who are doing evil for the sky, but what is the greatest difficulty in front of money?

Just about to increase the price, Chen Ling lowered the corners of his mouth and said to him in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhu, I don't know if you have heard that good and evil will be rewarded."

No one can escape the causal cycle.

The crimes committed, the evils done, are all recorded in the karma book.

There is a way in the world, and the retribution is not good, sooner or later.

The veins on Zhu Peng's forehead were tense, and his fists were clenched tightly. He just felt that these people didn't know good from bad.

"Emperor Dongyue is in charge of the life and death of the world's blessings and misfortunes. There are 72 divisions under his command. Among them, the No.14 division is the evil division, which specializes in dealing with corrupt officials, murder and arson, robbery and abduction, and the use of the strong to bully the weak. , The Fourteenth Division punishes and repays evil according to the degree of crime."

Chen Ling's voice was very soft, echoing in the huge classroom, with a solemn and solemn momentum.

There was no expression on the young man's face, and he continued clearly: "No. 40 Eighth Division, in charge of evil diseases, those who harm others in this world, rape and kill women, and those who betray the country and seek glory, as long as they are included in the 48th Division, even if they are reincarnated. Can’t get rid of the punishment of sickness and sin. This kind of people will be tortured life after life, without exception.”

Li Hongyu subconsciously listened carefully, until the young man's voice fell, he looked sideways, and belatedly realized that what happened just now was a misunderstanding of the two of them.

He frowned, his gaze dropped, and stopped at the young man's feet.

There lay a small half of the yellow talisman that was more than half burnt. From the remaining seal on the talisman paper, it can be identified that there is a seal under the talisman paper.

Without getting close, he could sense the deterrent power hidden above.

Such a magic seal endowed with divine power cannot be obtained by small sects or charlatans.I misunderstood it before, these two people are not unfounded, half-truths and half-fakes.

"Who the hell are you?" Li Hongyu stared at Chen Ling closely, went through all the familiar sects in his mind, but couldn't find this person.

"You don't care about me." Chen Ling didn't give him face, and continued to look at Zhu Peng without looking back, "Even if you spend all your wealth, you can't escape the punishment you deserve. I believe you heard it before. You are all here to serve as a shield for Mr. Ding, and as a bait by the way."

Zhu Peng's face was blue and white, and he had no way to refute, let alone excuse himself. He stood on the ground dumbly, with an inexplicable coolness from the tip of his toes to the top of the sky.

I don't know why, what the young man said before is always echoing in his mind, and the brain uncontrollably constructs a series of miserable pictures. He is covered with sores, crawling on the ground with broken limbs, lying on the sickbed Difficult to breathe with no one to take care of...and even visions of themselves being thrown into a miserable hell.

"I... I was wrong..." Zhu Peng's pupils trembled, and he trembled all over, "Little brother, help me, I can copy scriptures and recite Buddhist scriptures for her, do good deeds in her name, and accumulate merits and blessings for her... I can still make it up, right?"

"That's right." Wu Weiwei got annoyed and called out, "Brother Chen."

Chen Ling picked up a rag and threw it across the air, motioning for Wu Weiwei to gag Zhu Peng's mouth.

"You..." Li Hongyu frowned in disapproval. Before he could say the third word, Chen Ling gave him a stare. "You think we are too rude to him? Then do you know what he did?"

Li Hongyu didn't know that he had just obtained Zhu Peng's detailed information from the police station this morning, and before anyone saw him, Zhu Peng was taken away by Chen Ling and his group.

He pursed his lips, did not speak, but looked at Wu Weiwei with questioning eyes.

Wu Weiwei snorted and kicked Zhu Peng's ass, "Don't dawdle, go back to the office."

Chen Ling walked in the second, followed by Li Hongyu. Just after leaving the studio, the ceiling above his head creaked, which was the sound of the steel wires hanging from the ceiling boards.

The three youths who were confronting each other thought the same thing this time, pretending not to hear, and went back to the office quietly all the way.

In order to find Zhu Peng as soon as possible, everyone just ate a little food to satisfy their hunger before going out. It has been almost six hours and they are already hungry.

As soon as he was seated, Chen Ling took out his mobile phone to open the takeaway app and asked everyone what they wanted to eat.

Wu Weiwei smiled and raised his hand: "Brother Chen, shall we each eat our own box lunches, or order and eat together?"

"I can do it." Chen Ling looked at Ding Junyuan, "Mr. Ding, how about you?"

Ding Junyuan had no appetite, so he said perfunctorily, "Whatever you want."

Chen Ling made a decision, "Then order some stir-fried vegetables, let's eat together, can it be spicy?"

"All right, all right, the hotter the better." Among the group, Wu Weiwei danced the most.

Ever since I started hanging out with Brother Chen, I don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun, I don't have to be bullied, and I don't even have to worry about three meals. I can gain weight every day, and my life is happy and sad.

Thinking of the spicy and delicious food, Chen Ling couldn't help swallowing, his face was calm, he carefully compared door to door, and selected takeaway merchants with strict standards.

Li Hongyu looked around, except for Ding Junyuan, who was looking sad, and Zhu Peng, who was huddled in the corner, who had already let go of his mouth but still didn't dare to speak, the other three looked relaxed, as if they were here for a wild outing, and they didn't complicate things at all. take the situation to heart.

He couldn't help but wonder if these three people might be hiding some trump card, which is why they looked so calm and capable.

Especially the strange man who has been sitting on the sofa.

The man crossed his legs, one arm was resting on the back of the sofa, the other hand was resting on his knee, his eyelids were half closed, his gaze was tilted, and his attention fell on Chen Ling's mobile phone.

Whenever Chen Ling added a dish to the shopping cart, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he disagreed or found it interesting.

Li Hongyu was silent, and suddenly felt that he was taking the earth binding spirit seriously.

He took off the copper coin sword behind his back, hugged it in his arms, and waited for it, but his heart couldn't calm down no matter what.Reluctantly standing there for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, coughed lightly, and said to Ding Junyuan: "Mr. Ding, is it convenient for us to chat?"

Ding Junyuan: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about your carving room and Zhu Peng." After Li Hongyu finished speaking, he found that Wu Weiwei, who was diagonally opposite, was staring at him with a half-smile.

After their eyes met, they were inexplicably noisy, and the young man who was always against him even made faces at him.

Li Hongyu was embarrassed, feeling embarrassed to dig information in front of others.

Thinking of the task on his body, he turned his eyes away, tried to ignore Wu Weiwei's existence, and said to Ding Junyuan: "What is the relationship between Zhu Peng and the carving room?"

"Well," Ding Junyuan looked at Chen Ling's small team, and saw that no one was looking at him with suggestive eyes, so he told the scumbag things Zhu Peng did.

After hearing this, Li Hongyu was silent for a long time. He didn't expect such a vicious past to be hidden in the carving room.

He rubbed his toes on the ground a few times, and after he finished tangling, he walked up to Chen Ling and said with a tense face, "I apologize for misunderstanding that you wanted to make a deal with Zhu Peng. And yesterday, I judged from the appearance alone. You and Wu Weiwei came from wrong paths, too superficial and ignorant, I hope you don't take it to heart."

He is the direct disciple of the head of the sect, and the deputy head of the special adjustment department. He has long been used to being praised by the people below. He also knows that he has a bad temper, but he can't change it, and he doesn't want to change it.

Now it can be regarded as completely devastated, and I have also seen what it means to be ugly.

Chen Ling waved his hand sincerely: "It's okay, I won't take it to heart, just don't speak so aggressively in the future." Otherwise, you will have to be run on.

When the big brother let go, the younger brother will naturally not hold back.

Wu Weiwei snorted, expressing the same opinion as his brother Chen, and turned to look at the sycamore tree outside the window that had lost all its leaves.

Li Hongyu completely relied on the stiff muscles on his face to support his expression, "Yes."

Temper is something that can’t be changed at will. Chen Ling didn’t take it seriously, but just showed him his order page and said, “I ordered Kung Pao Chicken for you.”

Li Hongyu felt ashamed, his face became tense, and he said thank you jerky.

The shop is close, and the takeaway guy came soon. I don’t know if his hands are cramping. The sound of knocking on the door is as dense as a drum, and there are huge slaps and slaps, and the whole three-story building is shaking. .

Wu Weiwei hurried out of the office and ran quickly across the corridor to the reception desk.

With the sound of slamming the door, the voice of the delivery boy came through the thick wooden door: "Open the door, open the door quickly, someone is going to jump off the building!"

Wu Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened the door, and a warm lunch box filled with food was stuffed into his arms.

The takeaway boy was very anxious, and he couldn't straighten his tongue when he spoke: "Someone, you have it on the third floor, there is a woman who is about to jump off the building! Go up and look, hurry up!"

Wu Weiwei answered subconsciously: "There is no one on the third floor."

"There's someone!" the delivery guy described, "long hair, oval face, wearing a floral dress, her complexion is as bad as death, dead white, when I just passed by, I saw one leg of her stepping out of the window! "

Seeing that the person in front of him was motionless, he jumped up and down anxiously, and pushed hard: "Don't be dazed, hurry up, life is at stake!"

Wu Weiwei said "Oh", and rushed towards the office with the delivery bag in hand, shouting out of breath to the people in the room: "The takeaway brother said that there is a woman on the third floor who is going to jump off the building, could it be the ground binding spirit?" ?!"

Li Hongyu carried the copper coin sword and left like a gust of wind.

The ghost actually appeared!Ding Junyuan was very excited, as if he had seen the dawn of victory, but when he turned around, he found that Chen Ling was still sitting on the sofa.

He hurriedly urged: "Mr. Chen, you should move a bit, if you don't go up, that thing will run away!"

Chen Ling frowned slightly, doubts flashed in his mind, he shook his head, looked sideways at Jiang Yu: "Are you staying here?"

Jiang Yu has no objection: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Chen Ling thought of those weak wives in ancient times who stayed at home and waited for their husbands to go out on expeditions without changing their infatuation.

Goosebumps were aroused by the terrifying thought, he touched the back of Ma Shuishou's neck, and finally acted under Ding Junyuan's anxious eyes.

Zhu Peng has been in business for many years, and he thinks he is very accurate in judging people.

Knowing that the man who was still sitting on the sofa would never be able to help him when he was in danger, he went to encourage Ding Junyuan: "Old Ding, this is the only one left here, I don't know if we can fight, isn't it not safe?" How about going to join Mr. Chen and the others, more people are more powerful, and the yang energy is stronger, right? It’s safer than staying here.”

Ding Junyuan pushed away the disgusting middle-aged man who was approaching, and agreed after a little thought. Regardless of whether Zhu Peng could keep up, he turned and left.

While chasing, Zhu Peng shouted: "Old Ding, wait for me!"

Ding Junyuan was so sick of him, the louder the people behind shouted, the faster he walked.

Gradually, he discovered a strange phenomenon, time flowed with his footsteps, but the stairs under his feet seemed to never reach the end, and he could never finish walking.

There was a chill behind him, he didn't dare to stop, so he ran with all his strength.

There was a sudden echo of footsteps in the corridor. Ding Junyuan couldn't tell if it belonged to him or another person. He shouted as he ran, "Zhu Peng, is it you?"

The echo became louder and should be approaching in his direction.

Ding Junyuan wanted to continue to speed up, but his body was not strong enough, not to mention his legs were weak, and his ankles also started to hurt.

One accidentally tripped over the ladder with his toe and fell down.

The pain made his consciousness clearer, and he finally recognized that the sound of his footsteps was not his at all, but the sound of bare feet stepping on the wooden floor!

However, it was too late to get up and continue running away, those feet had already stopped in front of him.

There was dark brown sand in the nails, the insteps were swollen and blue, and the muddy water dripped from above, wet the floor in front of him...

Chen Ling stood still on the slow platform leading from the second floor to the third floor, and looked behind him suddenly. The light at the corner of the stairs below was dim, and the connected ladders were shrouded in mist, and the air became humid.

The doubts that took root in my heart deepened, and I turned around and shouted from above: "Come back! The ground binding spirit is not on the third floor at all."

The target of the Earth Binding Spirit is Zhu Peng, and then Ding Junyuan. There is no need for her to show up on the third floor at all.

"Here we come." Wu Weiwei was the first to fall back from the corridor on the third floor. Seeing the inexplicable fog downstairs, he dared not go forward.

Chen Ling took the telescopic stick out of the backpack that had never left his body with his backhand, held it vigilantly in his hand, and went downstairs step by step.

The fog was thick, rising from the ground in the corridor on the second floor, and the visibility was only two or three meters.

Chen Ling asked Wu Weiwei to take out the ink fountain, and connected the arms of the two with the ink fountain thread, so as not to be fascinated by ghosts and go astray.

Just after the tie was finished, Li Hongyu also arrived. Holding the copper coin sword, he appeared behind Wu Weiwei without saying a word, making people jump up in fright.

Wu Weiwei clutched his chest with his heart beating wildly: "Do you know that scaring people can scare people to death!"

Li Hongyu glanced at him, did not say a word, and looked around with a serious face. There was also fog in the classrooms with open doors, and the stench of water and the unique rust smell of blood permeated every corner.

Chen Ling raised his hand to block Wu Weiwei who came up from behind: "Have you heard, someone is talking."

Wu Weiwei listened carefully, and it was true. He bravely pushed open a half-closed classroom door and found two people wrestling together in the corner.

One of them was big and was obviously at a disadvantage. Just as he sat up from the ground, he was pushed back by another person.

Chen Ling: "Ding Junyuan!"

Ding Junyuan was holding Zhu Peng's neck with one hand, and he had already picked up the carving knife with the other. Ding Junyuan, who was about to cut down, stopped suddenly.

He froze for a moment, glanced blankly at the thing in his hand, and threw it away hastily.

Zhu Peng was strangled and almost passed out, clutching his neck and coughing violently. As soon as Chen Ling came over, he couldn't help complaining: "He wants to kill me!"

"It was a stress reaction." Ding Junyuan said, "I just wanted to go upstairs with Zhu Peng to find you, but I lost my way while walking. I couldn't finish the short stairs. In the end, I accidentally fell I stumbled, like being awakened from a nightmare, everything in front of me returned to normal. Then it became foggy and I couldn't see clearly, and then Zhu Peng rushed towards me from behind."

Zhu Peng was furious: "You fucking fart, you are the one who jumped at me!"

Ding Junyuan's skinny body trembled from the roar, and his eyes stopped on Chen Ling: "Mr. Chen, I don't need to lie."

"Let's go back to the office first." Chen Ling didn't say who to believe. "The Earth Binding Spirit is not on the third floor at all. She deliberately lured us out of the office so that she could take the opportunity to attack Zhu Peng or Mr. Ding."

Ding Junyuan stood behind Wu Weiwei and said in fear, "But I didn't encounter any abnormalities."

"It's abnormal for a ghost to hit a wall." After Chen Ling finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Zhu Peng followed at the end step by step, his eyes rolled around, carefully observing the surroundings, for fear that the evil spirit would suddenly come out from somewhere and drag him away.

"Mr. Zhu, although I have a problem with you, I really didn't mean it just now." Ding Junyuan slowed down and walked side by side with Zhu Peng.

Zhu Peng knew his situation and didn't want to make another enemy. He scolded in his heart that it was you, the son of a bitch, who attacked first, but he said: "The fog is too thick, and everyone is scared and flustered. It's understandable that you hurt the wrong person. .”

Ding Junyuan smiled, his eyes stuck to Zhu Peng's uneven arm that had been shaved with a utility knife, and he clicked his tongue: "Mr. Zhu, your arm is fine."

"How can there be no problem!"

Zhu Peng was tortured by severe pain all the time, knowing that these people deliberately did not mention the matter of sending him to the hospital, he did not dare to say anything, now that he was so cared about, he couldn't stop his anger from pouring out, "I'm fucking dying of pain Mr. Ding, why don’t you mention it, I’m going to die if I don’t go to the hospital, look at my blood so much that my sleeves and clothes are stained red.”

The wound scraped by the utility knife is not deep, it can be solidified but it is easy to break open.

Ding Junyuan shook his head: "I don't dare to mention what Mr. Chen didn't say." After he paused, he changed the topic, "But I can help you deal with it first. I remember there is a medicine box in the office."

Zhu Peng was very grateful and said thank you several times in succession.

The office was deserted, and Jiang Yu was still sitting in his previous position, without changing his posture. The only difference was that he was closing his eyes at this time, resting his mind.

The sofa beside him was sunken, and the man raised his eyes and looked to the side: "I'm back."

"Hmm." Seeing his laziness, Chen Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is there anything unusual in the office?"

"No." Jiang Yu blinked, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and the sleepiness that was well hidden on his face disappeared.

He withdrew his arms across the backrest, sat up straight, restrained his aggressive gaze, and suddenly became sharp when Ding Junyuan and Zhu Peng walked to the door.

Ding Junyuan's pupils trembled imperceptibly, and he backed out stiffly, and said to Zhu Peng, "Go get the medicine box under the desk, and I'll wait for you in the bathroom."

Zhu Peng nodded, smiled flatteringly at the few people in the office, stooped like a thief, walked to the desk, and opened the cabinet door below to get things.

Jiang Yu's eyes still stopped on Ding Junyuan's body, and his thin lips pulled out a cold arc.

Noticing this subtle reaction, Chen Ling approached, fearing that Ding Junyuan would hear him, his lips pressed very close, and his warm breath entered the man's ear frantically: "Did you see something? For example, Ding Junyuan Maybe it’s not Ding Junyuan anymore.”

Jiang Yu had never whispered to anyone with such a posture and distance. With a thought, he turned his head and looked at the young man.

Chen Ling was inexplicably guilty from the man's staring eyes, and subconsciously opened the distance, but was pushed back to his original position by Jiang Yu's shoulders: "Look at his shadow."