Relocation Brigade

Except for a guest bedroom, servant's room and kitchen on the first floor of the Sun family, all other functional rooms are concentrated on the second floor, so that the living room has a large space and various decorations.

The thing seemed to be frightened, and when everyone was chasing towards the entrance together, it panicked and hit the wall with its head.

It didn't stop, it swayed in place twice, and jumped under the shoe cabinet in the blink of an eye.

Wu Weiwei and the Sun family couple looked at Chen Ling in unison, and followed him from the shoe cabinet in the entrance to the vase on the ancient rack, and from the ancient rack to the front of the electric cabinet.

Jiang Yu didn't get involved, he was in charge of holding the macaw that had stiffened into a stone, and Sun Zhi, who was dragged down from upstairs, was looking at the young man who was about to make a move on the stereo in a leisurely way.

The sound was not loud, and Chen Ling easily moved it away, and the wires behind were neatly arranged, which was clear at a glance.

He turned around and glanced at every piece of furniture in the space, even the floor lamp that couldn't be hidden was carefully looked at by him.

"Where are you hiding?" Chen Ling muttered in a low voice, raised his trouser legs, and before everyone could react, he suddenly knelt down on the ground.

He lowered his upper body, looked at the bottom of the sofa, and met a pair of black round eyes.

The thing looked small, the fur on its back and limbs was light orange, and its belly was as white as snow.

It probably didn't expect that it would be discovered after hiding so secretly, its eyeballs trembled, and it kept shrinking back.The little head looked to the left and right, seized the timing, and ran away.

Chen Ling supported the sofa and coffee table and stood up with a dazed look on his face.

Wu Weiwei thought he was frightened, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ling blinked, "It's a weasel."

Wu Weiwei: "Huh?"

"Why did the weasel come to our house?" Sun Peifeng said, one head and two big ones, one came out and the other came out, when did things come to an end.

Mrs. Sun shrank behind her husband, worried in her heart, she had heard of Huang Daxian before, it was quite evil, "Pei Feng, it, will he hurt Jiayu, I have to go up and guard him."

Sun Peifeng was also uncertain, and looked at Chen Ling with questioning eyes.

Thinking of the clumsy appearance of the small ball of yellow hitting the entrance wall, Chen Ling shook his head and said, "No need."

There are many people, and Mrs. Sun thinks that since the master said no, she should stay and work together with everyone.

The weasel's body is soft, and it can slip through any similar seam. Chen Ling rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, thinking about how to lure it out.

Afraid of disturbing that thing, Mrs. Sun asked in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, do you need the Internet?"

"What net?"

"Pei Feng has a hobby of fishing. There is a small fishing net at home that is used to catch fish when the pole is lifted. The pole is relatively long. It should be suitable for catching that thing."

"Then bring it here, let's try it." Now that he is sick and goes to the doctor, Chen Ling will try any method.

Mrs. Sun mouthed to the aunt, and soon, the aunt brought the fishing net from the storage room next to the nanny's room.

Chen Ling held it in his hand and waved it twice. The shaft was light and about two meters long, and it was perfect for catching prey that was far away from him.

He gave a soft "hiss" in the direction of Jiang Yu, and the parrot, which was pretending to be dead, came to life immediately. Just as he was about to open his mouth to respond, the man's two fingers pinched the upper and lower mouth.

It twisted aggrievedly, and sadly found that it could not resist, and could only choose to continue to die.

Jiang Yu understood his hint and did not intend to help, "Find it yourself, don't think about relying on me."

Chen Ling: "Stingy."

Without ears, clairvoyance and a dog's nose, it is definitely not enough to rely on the five senses alone to perceive, but it can block that thing into a dead end.

With an idea, Chen Ling gestured to Wu Weiwei to invite him to come to him, gave him a few talismans, and asked him to stick them on the stairs, doors and windows, and then began to use fishing nets to carry out a perverted sweep, not sparing any corners.

The sweep went well, and only a quarter of the living room remained unsearched.

Chen Ling held the fishing net tightly and listened with sharp ears. In the quiet air, there was a slight sound, like the sound of claws scraping the ground.

Holding his breath, he suddenly stepped to the left, grabbed the large grandfather clock in his direction, and quickly reached the back cover of the clock with the other hand.

The moment the fishing net hit the ground, a stench hit.

The indescribable smell quickly spread in the air, causing the Sun family couple to retch again and again.

Wu Weiwei pinched his nose and stepped back, leaving him, Brother Chen, to stand alone and bear it.

Chen Ling was about to cry, but he didn't dare to let go, so he had to resist the smell and took out the Zhang Talisman, turned his face away, and stretched his arms to stick to the fishing net.

The stench was sealed in the fishing net by the talisman, and the struggling weasel suddenly stopped moving.The thick stench wrapped around it, and even it couldn't bear it, and it was dying of smoke.

Seeing the miserable state of the weasel, Wu Weiwei was amazed in his heart. Brother Chen still knows how to fight a tooth for a tooth. This method is not something that ordinary people can think of.

Mrs. Sun pinched her nose to open the window for ventilation, but it was not enough, so she turned on the fresh air ventilation system.

It took a quarter of an hour for the smell outside the fishing net to completely dissipate.

Chen Ling was afraid that the weasel would release smoke bombs again, so he didn't dare to uncover the fishing nets and talisman papers, so he simply sat cross-legged across from it and asked, "You were the one who ate the mice before Sun Jiayu, how long have you been in this house. "

The weasel curled up, trying to sink its nose in its fur.

Chen Ling was very patient at the moment, and asked again: "Can you speak human language?"

The weasel endured his stench, propped up the fishing net, turned around inside, and turned his back to the humans outside.

Chen Ling was speechless. This kind of behavior with a little temper in the resistance was too familiar. Do all small animals have the habit of pointing their back at people without wanting to talk to them?

He patted his butt and stood up, hung the weasel on the ground, and gestured to Wu Weiwei.

Wu Weiwei leaned over: "What's the matter, Brother Chen?"

"Go to the garden downstairs and catch a mouse." Chen Ling said, "It manipulates Sun Jiayu to eat the mouse in the middle of the night, which means it has a sense of hunger and needs. Let's try the temptation of food."

Wu Weiwei: "..."

Chen Lingwei patted Wu Weiwei on the shoulder with great responsibility, and went to the Buddhist cabinet.

The Buddhist cabinet stood quietly in the corner. The Buddha statue that had stood majestically on it fell upside down on the table, the incense burner was smashed over, and the incense ashes and burnt incense fell everywhere. Only the offering fruits placed on the side were spared.

After rearranging the Buddha statue, Chen Ling examined its open face.

On the head of the Buddha with big ears and a round face, the eyes are wide open, the facial features are well distributed, and the lips are parted, showing a compassionate smile, as if all the peaceful beings are in front of us.

It is said that weasels are born with aura, and after attaining Taoism, they are called Huang Daxian.They absorb the moonlight to become essence, and every night, they will drag their families to open places in the wild to worship the moon with their front paws together.

There is a saying that thousands of years black and ten thousand years white refer to the way of the weasel, and black and white refer to the color of the coat, but the "thousand years" and "ten thousand years" here are not quite the same as the meanings of Yang Jian, because in the eyes of weasels, They lived a different time.

Chen Ling rubbed his chin, looked back at the curled up ball of hair, and frowned. If the Buddha statue is open, it should be compassionate and majestic at all times, inviolable, and little monsters dare not hide in it.

"Mr. Sun, please turn off the light in the living room."

As soon as the lights went out, Chen Ling opened the half-covered curtains at hand, and looked at the Buddha's head again through the moonlight.

The facial features have not changed, but the feeling has changed.

There are black shadows under the Buddha's eye sockets, and two points of light are reflected from the black porcelain eyeballs. The strangest thing is his mouth.

Because of the light, the sunken corners of the mouth seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart, and the slightly downward arc gave off a gloomy feeling.

Chen Ling took the Buddha statue in his hand, and looked at the weasel through the dim light, "There is something wrong with the face of the Buddha statue, you have been living in it to enjoy the offerings and kneeling of the Sun family."

The yellow-haired dumpling flinched, but remained silent.

Chen Ling didn't want to poke him directly, so he took an offering fruit and walked over, pushing its body through the red Fuji.

"I think you are such a small one, you must have had an epiphany to practice cultivation by chance."

Knowing that Mao Tuanzi would not give any response, he continued on his own, "The face of the Buddha statue is not good. It is lucky not to attract evil gods to set up camp, let alone recognize the gods and Buddhas as the gods through the mailing method. Ask for blessings. Even if you really admit it at the beginning, Mr. Sun has worshiped the wrong Buddha for so many years and unintentionally interrupted the incense and offerings to Lord Zhenji, and that person will naturally not bless Sun Jiayu again."

"But, Ke Jiayu's health has really improved since then!" Sun Peifeng was stunned.

"Mr. Chen, I remember very clearly that Jiayu's health did not improve immediately after hanging up the mailing bag in his hometown for three years. After returning to Beicheng, he was hospitalized again. I went home to pick up things at that time, thinking of forgetting In order to exchange offerings for the Buddha statue, I put a few fruits that I was going to take to the hospital on the Buddhist cabinet, and then I bowed a few times, asking the Buddha to bless my son, and if the wish comes true, I will offer more offerings in the future.”

Chen Ling asked: "Then have you doubled your offerings?"

"Added, added." Sun Peifeng said, "That night, Jiayu turned the corner and transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward. I thought it must be blessed by the gods and Buddhas, so I rushed to buy a refined copper incense burner at dawn And offering plate, from now on every morning and evening bow down."

Later, when Sun Jiayu was discharged from the hospital, in order to show his sincerity and respect to Master Ji, he asked his son to imitate himself and offer incense in the morning and evening.

This habit continued until Sun Jiayu's accident at the end of June.

"Although Huang Pizi often walks in evil ways, good and bad are relative in the world. If there are people who do evil and hurt others, there will naturally be those who repay and save others. It relies on the faith you give it to practice, and it repays by protecting Sun Jiayu." Chen Ling hesitated. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at the crowd, "Do you want to plug your nose with paper? I'm going to uncover the net."

Wu Weiwei, who had just returned from catching the mouse, was the first to turn his back and inhale forcefully, holding the air in his lungs.

Jiang Yu frowned slightly and held his breath.

The macaw was in a terrible situation. As the fishing net was lifted, the stench that was forcibly blocked by the talisman paper rushed around ferociously like a hungry beast, and it staggered immediately.

The parrot struggled in the man's hands in panic, and finally broke free, not knowing where to hide, and kept jumping up and down on the ground.

Finally, with an idea, he got his head into Jiang Yu's trousers.

Jiang Yu's face sank, and he lowered his eyes, wanting to reach out and catch the parrot, who was kicking his shoe upper into his trouser leg without knowing what to do.

Chen Ling happened to look over, fearing that Yu Heshan's mascot would be smoked to death, he pinched his nose and snorted heavily.

Jiang Yu: "..."

He closed his eyes, his forehead twitched, and forcefully dismissed the idea of ​​pulling the parrot out, ordered: "Enough."

The parrot has a natural, deep-rooted fear of Jiang Yu, and today it borrowed the courage from Chen Ling to get into the ancestor's trousers.

Knowing that he was backed by someone, it was not frightened by the man's reprimand for the first time. It cheekily hooked its claws on the man's socks, and desperately raised its head.

Even so, it couldn't stop its noisy mouth, and complained in Jiang Yu's trousers with a high-pitched voice: "Die, die, it's going to stink to death!"

Seeing Jiang Yu's slightly angry face, Chen Ling almost laughed, the little guy was so mouthy, those who didn't know thought it thought his ancestor had body odor.

Due to the vigorous addition of air circulation and modern technology, the smell dissipated quickly this time.

The weasel stayed on the ground without moving, its black eyes staring warily at the young man who was looking down at him from top to bottom, and confronted with his chest puffed out.

When it shrank into a ball, it was only the size of a leather ball. It should have had a great opportunity to become a sperm when it was young, so that it has always maintained a young appearance.

Chen Ling bent down and stretched out a hand to it.

The weasel rubbed back, turning its head to one side.

Chen Ling clasped his hand, leaving only one index finger, and lightly touched the weasel's little paw, "My name is Chen Ling, Erdong Chen, Shanling Ling, do you have a name?"

The weasel turned its head back and looked at it silently, not knowing if it could understand.

Chen Ling took the small stool next to the sofa and sat in front of it: "The longer you practice, the more spiritual energy and offerings you need, but the Sun family doesn't know this, and all offerings remain the same. You have to When he was satisfied, he chose to attach himself to Sun Jiayu and 'sleepwalk' around in order to find food to supplement his cultivation needs."

It's a pity that the hunting of rats in the city is very effective now. In the middle of the night, no matter how you search upstairs and downstairs, you can't find anything.

I finally found one on the balcony, it was still alive, I didn't care about hiding and trying to hide it, and eagerly started to bite it on the spot.

At the beginning, Sun Jiayu's weakness and emaciation, as well as the sickness mentioned by the five baht money, were just sequelae of being raped by a weasel.

Hearing the young man's words, the weasel's back tensed, and it took a long time before it nodded.

"Then when did you live in the Buddha statue?" Chen Ling gave two options, "If you don't want to answer, just shake your head to show it. Mr. Sun nodded before inviting the Buddha statue, and shook his head after returning to the Buddha statue."

Weasel nodded again.

Chen Ling tilted his head to look at it for a moment, "You can't talk?"

Weasel shook his head.

Chen Ling frowned: "Can you call?"

The weasel seemed to be touched by a pain point, tensed all over his body, and shook his head hesitantly.

It turned out to be a little mute, no wonder why he refused to make a sound after being chased so badly just now.

Chen Ling had a feeling that the big bullied the small, and the strong bullied the weak, "Wu Weiwei, bring the mouse here."

"Come on." Wu Weiwei carefully grabbed the mouse's tail and held it in front of Brother Chen. "Do you want to kill it first, or throw it on the ground?"

"Live as long as you can." Looking at the bald and hairless mouse tail, Chen Ling got goose bumps all over his body, and patted the back of Wu Weiwei's hand.

Wu Weiwei let go of his hand reflexively, and the mouse squeaked and fell to the ground. Before it could run away, the weasel grabbed it.

Biting the mouse's neck, he raised his head and looked at Chen Ling vigilantly, then ran to the corner to eat.

Chen Ling asked, "What kind of eyes is that?"

Wu Weiwei: "Afraid that you will be snatched by wolves?"

Chen Ling: "..." Do I really look that harsh? !