Relocation Brigade

Half of Ding Junyuan's shadow was hidden in the corridor, and the other half was huddled under his feet. Even so, it could be seen that the shadow had loose long hair.

Confirming the guess in his heart, Chen Ling picked up the orange peel that had been peeled into small pieces on the table, and threw it at Wu Weiwei's feet.

When Wu Weiwei looked over, he chose an angle that Ding Jun could not see, compared two "ones" with his hands in front of him, and then overlapped them back and forth.

Second Monk Wu Weiwei couldn't figure it out and kept shaking his head.

Li Hongyu, who was standing closest to him, hit his lower back with a copper coin sword, and silently said with his lips: "The ghost is on the body."

The upper body is not good.

Most ghosts are afraid of sunlight and blazing yang energy, but when he gets behind a living person, the original yin energy of the living person becomes a favorable condition for them to fuse with the body, and the yang energy becomes their protective umbrella.

If the ghost is driven out of the body violently, it is likely to hurt the soul of the original owner.

Furthermore, if the person being caught is not strong-willed, he will easily be devoured by ghosts and completely snatched away.

When the time comes, the living will become the dead, and the evil spirit will be born again. In this case, the action will not kill the evil spirit, but kill the life.

Wu Weiwei memorized the knowledge from these books back and forth, but he didn't know what to do with it. He stood there like a fool and looked at Chen Ling and Li Hongyu.

Zhu Peng didn't know this at all, and was happily walking towards the door with the medicine box in his arms. At this time, Ding Junyuan had already retreated to the corridor, hiding his body by the door and refusing to show his face.

"Have you got it?" His voice was hoarse, and he looked at Zhu Peng with gloomy eyes and strong hostility.

Zhu Peng nodded, took the first step out, and went straight into the bathroom.

There was only one small window in the bathroom, and the light came in through the window, not only did not make the light better, but it created a weird and gloomy feeling.

Looking at the walls covered with black mildew and the yellowed tiles, Zhu Peng paused, not daring to go any further. There seemed to be a huge darkness hidden in the rows of separated toilets. One shadow after another protruded from the narrow door.

In a quiet space, at the sink on the left hand side, the faucet that was obviously good turned on automatically, and the water changed from dripping drops to smooth water flow. They quickly filled the sink, overflowed the countertop, and flowed from the countertop It spread to the ground and came straight in his direction!

Zhu Peng said "ah", his scalp was numb, and he shouted in panic, "Old Ding, let's go!"

Ding Junyuan was like a puppet with a broken thread, his body bent weakly, his arms hanging at his sides, shaking back and forth following the movements of Zhu Peng's legs.

Sensing that something was wrong with the person in front of him, Zhu Peng subconsciously wanted to run away, but suddenly his arm was held.

Ding Junyuan made the sound of "creaking" joint friction. He raised his head and tilted his head back exaggeratedly. Zhu Peng saw that his eyes had all turned white, and bloodshot crawled out from the upper and lower eyelids, covering them.

"Ghost... ghost!" Zhu Peng yelled frantically, hiding in the bathroom.

After finally bypassing Ding Junyuan and running to the door, the other party did not know what method to appear behind him silently, pinched the back of his neck with cold fingers, and slammed him out forcefully.

Zhu Peng fell into a cubicle and got a new wound on his body, but he didn't care to scream for pain, and stood up with his dizzy head supported by the partition board.

When he looked up, Ding Junyuan, who was standing outside, was already blocking the door.

Ding Junyuan's head was tilted at an impossible angle, and a new clay head grew from the junction of his neck and shoulders.

Zhu Peng's eyes were wide open to the extreme, and he couldn't utter a word with his open mouth. His heart hit his chest violently, and his ribs and nearby tendons were aching. He felt that he would have a heart attack without a heart attack. sick.

After Ding Junyuan took a step into the compartment, his head that belonged to him drooped down, as if he was waiting for his master's order with peace of mind.

The clay sculpture head smiled slightly, then stretched it out suddenly, the tip of its nose pressed against Zhu Peng's cheek and rubbed it tightly, then moved to his arm, and used its teeth viciously to bite the solidified blood scab, very slowly, little by little. Tear them off little by little.

Zhu Peng twitched in pain, and moaned weakly. He trembled his fingertips, mobilized the greatest strength and courage in his life, grabbed the head with both hands, and squeezed it hard.

The clay sculpture was already fragile, and cracks soon appeared, with a deep groove extending longitudinally from the corner of the forehead to the chin.

"I won, I won...I'm going to kill you..." Zhu Peng suddenly made a sound, with unprecedented madness in his eyes, and the strength in his hands increased.

With a bang, the clay sculpture head shattered into pieces, and the pieces fell all over the floor.

Before Zhu Peng could be happy, a new head grew out from the side of Ding Junyuan's neck. She opened her red mouth and quickly bit Zhu Peng's face.

Ding Junyuan, who had never moved, took out a utility knife, a roll of steel wire, nails, and pliers from the medicine box in order to cooperate with the "master"'s attack.

The small carrying case is not a medicine box at all, but a toolbox for simple repairs!

Ding Junyuan took out the vise, cut off a section of steel wire, then squatted down slowly, took off Zhu Peng's shoe, pierced it with his heel, and pushed it up hard.

Deafening screams erupted in the bathroom, Zhu Peng's heart beat in pain, and the pain in his chest intensified. He struggled desperately, but his lower body seemed to be fixed on the toilet.

"Do you still remember the metal skeleton you embedded in my body..." The earth-bound spirit in the form of clay sculpture admired his pain, and said softly, "It's okay to hurt, I was in pain too, and I still cried and begged you ..."

I begged, after making the clay sculpture, he was worried, fearing that the shelf inside would not be stable, and after the clay sculptor left, he poked a steel wire into it privately.

The beautiful clay sculpture actually cried, with transparent tears flowing down its cheeks, and whimpers filled the air.

Zhu Peng remembered that he was panicked at that time, but his attack was even more vicious.

After all this was done, the clay sculpture was moved to a utility room where few people go to dry it in the shade, and then went to the art room on the second floor, where a Wenchang Pagoda was placed on the ceiling.

The pictures of the past emerged one by one in my mind, Zhu Peng thought, I must be dying, otherwise why would the past be played so clearly in my mind.

Ding Junyuan put his head down and worked hard, and the earth binding spirit told his resentment.

When she finished speaking, Chen Ling took the lead and came out from the corridor, blocking the bathroom door.

Ding Junyuan was still wearing the "skeleton" without looking back, but the earth binding spirit embedded in his neck turned around, his eyes were full of resentment.

She died for two years and waited for two full years, but Zhu Peng's retribution never came.

Since God is not open, she will take revenge by herself, and she will return all the suffering she has suffered to Zhu Peng, so that he will not be able to live or die.

The emotions in the earth binding spirit soared, and it retracted into the body of the living person.

Ding Junyuan's movement of penetrating the steel wire was suddenly fierce, and then he clapped his hands and stood up, facing the people at the door, showing a sinister smile.

The red blood vessels under the skin were exposed, and they turned black, covering his whole body. He opened his mouth, revealing a bloody mouth: "You guys forced me."

It was scary enough for a female voice to come out of a man's body.

Wu Weiwei flinched, clutching his ink fountain tightly, preparing to throw it out like a brick as soon as the other party came over.

Chen Ling glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and gave out two yellow talismans: "I really can't use this, hold the ink bucket firmly, and use it to bind ghosts later."

Wu Weiwei held onto the talisman tightly: "I will fulfill my mission."

Chen Ling: "..." Although his professional ability is not good, but fortunately he is simple enough and a malleable talent.

Li Hongyu: "Chick."

The ghost-faced mildew growing in the plaster wall in the bathroom began to grow rapidly, like sea anemones, twisting their ever-growing tentacles. on the prey below.

Chen Ling: "..." Trypophobia is about to happen.

No wonder the ancestor wanted to tell him about the ghost-faced mildew. It turns out that this thing can mutate from a short moss into a terrifying seaweed creature!

Disgusting is disgusting, praise still needs to be given, the ancestor is really well-informed, he should have anticipated the current situation, otherwise he would not have specially reminded him of the existence of ghost-faced mildew.

Li Hongyu's perennially tense face also showed an expression of disgust: "Don't be stunned, the battle is quick, and Mr. Ding's soul may be swallowed if we delay."

As soon as the voice fell, the person standing in the front had already rushed out.

Holding the telescopic stick, Chen Ling moved very quickly, not at all clumsy as he climbed the water pipe last time. Every time he shot, he hit the opponent's life gate directly, and it seemed that it was always a second at night, allowing the ground binding spirit to dodge just in time.

Li Hongyu's eyes darkened, and he said to Wu Weiwei: "Take your ink fountain and stand away, I won't need you for the time being."

Wu Weiwei: "..."

I can't refute it, but I'm just very angry.

Chen Ling gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength and speed, and finally grabbed Ding Junyuan's hair. It was slippery, like algae with silky mucus, and slipped away from his hands in an instant.

Li Hongyu stepped over, the copper coin sword blocked the "man" who was fleeing fast, grabbed the sword spike in his hand and pulled, the 36 copper coins were scattered, and he threw them all around Ding Junyuan one by one, besieging him.

"Ding Junyuan" let out a heavy breath, his hair floated in the air, extending infinitely, and the blood vessels scattered on his face were even more ferocious, almost burrowing out from under the skin.

His pupils were completely covered in terrifying white: "You want to kill me? Then you have to kill him first."

As the words fell, those ghost-faced mold spots growing on the ceiling seemed to have received instructions, and they were entangled together in bunches, stabbing downward like sharp swords.

Chen Ling took a step back, narrowly dodging the attack, before he could catch his breath, the ghost-faced mildew suddenly turned around and attacked him again.

Blindly dodging is not an option, he clenched the telescopic stick tightly to block it head-on, at the same time he took out a yellow talisman, said an exorcism spell in his mouth, the talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, rolled up the telescopic stick ferociously, and burned it towards the mildew spot.

Taking advantage of the slackness of the bunch of mold spots, he took out a few more yellow talismans and threw them out.

The talisman paper was stained with the fire of the first talisman, and the fire snake was entangled with the ghost-faced mildew. They fought with each other, trying to swallow each other.

Chen Ling got a temporary slack, and turned to look at Li Hongyu. The sword tassel in his hand was pulled into a dark red thread, trying to string together the scattered round copper coins.

This is the array of 36 copper coins, evolved from the 36 hexagrams of the gossip, forming 36 dead doors, which just block all the ways of life for the earth-bound spirits.

But soon, the situation changed, and countless ghost-faced mildew spots began to attack Li Hongyu together, trying to influence his formation, and the trapped "Ding Junyuan"'s Yin Qi soared, and water and mud oozed from his body, flowing To the ground, and the ceiling, floor, mirror, everything around began to shake and vibrate.

"She wants to destroy this house." The house is equivalent to the body of the earth-bound spirit. Once broken, the earth-bound spirit's vitality will be seriously injured, but since then she has gained freedom, probably dragging the remaining strength to find a new boarding body , may also wander in the world.

And all this is not the worst result, the worst thing is that they have no time to escape.

The ceiling above the head cracked, and white wall skin and cement residue fell down. The mirror cracked and cracked, and the mud mixed with water and soil seeped from "Ding Junyuan" was like a swift tiger and leopard, rushing at an astonishing speed come.

Wu Weiwei, who was outside the door, was holding the door frame to peek. He was stunned by this scene, and was immediately hit by the wall falling from above.

He was covering his head, and was about to go back to fetch the rescuers, when he turned around and saw Jiang Yu appearing behind him at some point.

The man's face was gloomy, and his already cold and pale complexion became darker against the light, making people think of evil spirits in the abyss of hell.

Wu Weiwei was flustered, and the trembling from the depths of his soul made him take half a step back, but he still mustered up his courage and said, "Brother Jiang, Brother Chen and the others are in danger."

Jiang Yu looked at his face in silence, his eyes moved down, and stopped on the ink fountain.

The cold fingertips brushed Wu Weiwei's palm, cut off the ink fountain and walked into the bathroom.Chen Ling was using a telescopic stick to help Li Hongyu fight against the mildew on the ghost face, when suddenly there was a tall human wall behind him.

No need to guess who it is.

Jiang Yu supported the young man's shoulder with one hand, pulled out the ink fountain line with the other hand, and threw it towards a corner of the bathroom.

The ink fountain line seemed to be glued to one corner of the ceiling by an invisible nail, and then automatically shifted direction, flying along the corner line to the other corner.

In the blink of an eye, the eight corners from the ceiling to the ground were connected together by a black ink fountain line, forming a cuboid composed of lines.The bathroom, which was about to collapse, was suddenly stabilized, and an invisible force supported the crumbling space along the black line.

Jiang Yu brushed off the plaster dust from the top of the young man's head, lowered his head, and brought his head close to the young man's cheek from behind.

When the man's hair touched his temples, Chen Ling felt itchy and wanted to avoid it, but as soon as he turned his head, he heard the man say, "Whip."

Chen Ling tightened his grip on the telescoping stick, "How do you know?"

Jiang Yu turned the young man's shocked face back, and asked him to look for the direction to throw the talisman, so as not to miss it and be attacked by ghost-faced mold, "There is nothing in this world that I don't know."

After speaking, the person retreated to the bathroom door.

Chen Ling lowered his eyes to look at the retractable stick engraved with runes, hesitation slipped across his face, Li Hongyu, who was not far away, suddenly let out a muffled snort, with a little blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he was startled, then suddenly stopped, and at the same time flew out a piece of paper. The flaming amulet fights against the mildew that is stabbing at his chest.

The two ends of the telescoping stick were clenched, and they were broken off forcefully, and the three extended parts were disconnected from the handle.

Chen Ling took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength on his right arm, and swung it far away with all his strength. A black long whip with dark red spells slipped out of the handle.

As soon as the whip came out, the vigorous hostility immediately spread out. Even Wu Weiwei, who is slow to perceive Yin and ghosts, can feel the ghostly and evil spirits that are forcibly suppressed.

"Damn it..." His eyes were wide open, and he murmured, "As expected of me, Brother Chen, he's so handsome."

Chen Ling held the whip and drew it towards "Ding Junyuan" who was trapped in the formation. The long whip cut through the air and hit the target precisely.

"Ding Junyuan" only had very shallow whip marks left on his body, but the expression on his face was extremely ferocious.After trying it once, he knew that this magic weapon was extraordinary, so he insisted on rushing out of the coin array regardless of the bruises on his body.

Chen Ling swung his whip again, and the head of the whip with the red tassel nimbly wrapped around "Ding Junyuan"'s calf, pulling him back to the center of the formation.

Li Hongyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, and quickly tightened the array of copper coins that had been threaded by the red thread.

As the formation became smaller and smaller, the range of activities of "Ding Junyuan" became narrower and narrower. In the end, even if he just swung his arm, he would be burned by the invisible barrier formed by the formation.

When the array of copper coins turned into a small circle with a diameter of less than [-] centimeters, Chen Ling let go of "Ding Junyuan", raised his arms, and flew back to his hand with the long body of the whip attached to the tail of the red tasseled whip.

"You'd better get out of Ding Junyuan's body." Chen Ling rolled his whip slowly, his voice colder than ever before.

"As long as I am still attached to this body, you dare not kill me!"

"Then why don't you come and try?" Just as the last word fell, the whip flew out again, impartially, hitting "Ding Junyuan" right between the eyebrows.

The earth binding spirit screamed in pain, and almost broke free from the living body.

Chen Ling pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, without saying a word, he whipped the whip again, hard and hard.

After this whip, there was no pause at all, followed by the second whip, and the third whip... After nine whips, Ding Junyuan's body collapsed to the ground, leaving only a woman with black hair who was swollen and swollen to stand. In the array.

She looked at everyone present one by one with resentment, and tears of pain and unwillingness flowed from her white eyes.

"Ms. Zhou, killing people is certainly a way of venting anger, and possessing a human body can naturally take them back and be reborn. But have you ever thought about what will happen to you in the future?" Chen Ling knew that the word "Madam Zhu" would only irritate people. The Earth Binding Spirit called her by her own surname.

"I've already become like this, what am I afraid of?" Earth Bound Spirit stared, "He killed me and tortured me, but I'm just repaying the old hatred, what's wrong with me?!"

"If you are stained with human blood, you will no longer be a wronged soul but an evil ghost when you go to the underworld. You will be thrown into hell and burned by ghost fires in hell every day. The more human life you contaminate, the more torture you will suffer. Same." Chen Ling's voice was cold, as if he was just doing a simple science popularization, "You should think about it carefully, whether it's worth betting on thousands of years of hellfire torture for such a scumbag."

"If I kill someone, I'll go to hell, what about him!" Earth Binding Ling's over-soaked face has changed, except for the eyes and skin color, the rest of the facial features are showing what she looked like before she was alive.

Chen Ling walked over, and the whip dragged on the ground like that, making a slight friction sound as he moved.

"Who says he won't go to hell?" Picking up the red tassels that fell at his feet, he squeezed them in his hands, "He will naturally get the retribution he deserves, and I can help you apply to Brother Ghost Escort to see if you can." Be accommodating and allow you to witness his fate with your own eyes."

The earth binding spirit has returned to her original appearance, her good figure, slender limbs, and floral skirt make her look like a young girl, only the fine lines under her eyes tell her true age.

She turned her head to look at Zhu Peng, who fainted in the cubicle, bleeding profusely.

"He was tortured to death by you, so you should calm down a little bit. I understand why you want to kill him, but you really don't need to put yourself in a situation where you can never recover because of him."

Chen Ling: "I've said everything I need to say. If you still insist on killing him, I won't stop you."

Wu Weiwei asked the man next to him in a low voice: "Brother Chen, is he telling the truth?"

"No." Jiang Yu looked at the young man, his gaze fell from his straight back to his lower waist, which was tightened by the belt, and he couldn't go away.

The man said in a cold and serious tone: "One more life, the blood on the body of the earth binding spirit will be heavier, and the difficulty of cleaning up will be doubled. He is just taking the tactic of delaying the attack, hoping to minimize our damage."

"Brother Jiang, you really understand our Brother Chen." Wu Weiwei admired him, he didn't think about it so much, he thought Brother Chen was off his mind, and really wanted to help Earth Bound Spirit.

"You?" Jiang Yu raised his tone slightly.

Wu Weiwei hastily corrected: "This 'we' must also include Brother Jiang and you. We are now a team, a family, and Brother Chen belongs to all of us."

Jiang Yu chuckled lightly, saying inexplicably, "Let's count it for the time being."

Wu Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, and always felt that the tone was weird, and it took a long time to understand the deep meaning, "Brother Jiang, you think long-term, when Brother Chen has a partner in the future, he will definitely not be ours, from body to heart It has to be his object."

"Yes." Jiang Yu nodded in agreement, his eyes continued to stick to the young man.

Wu Weiwei stopped talking and continued to watch the battle.

The Earth Binding Spirit was shaken, but he still didn't trust Chen Ling very much, and there were guard burrs all over his body.

If things are delayed, I'm afraid there will be more troubles.Chen Ling didn't care whether she agreed or not, just sat cross-legged on the spot, took out three sticks of incense from his backpack, and stuck them on a piece of foam.

Quietly casting a glance at Jiang Yu, Chen Ling muttered a few words of the ancestors' blessings in his heart, raised his hand and sacrificed two black and white talismans, and recited the Yin God Mantra from his mouth for the first time.