Relocation Brigade

"Brother Chen?" Wu Weiwei called out softly when he saw people blocking the door.

Chen Ling sat down with his cell phone tightly, and clicked on the news with a gloomy face.

The content of the news is very simple, clarifying that I learned the information from the Weibo platform, and in order to let the viewers know more about the whole story, I put a link related to Xiaofan's suicide in the middle.

Chen Ling closed the news app, opened Weibo, clicked on the trending search, and saw four concise black words on No.8: real and supernatural.

Wu Weiwei happened to sit over and saw the display on the phone when he raised his eyes. He was stunned for a while, and hurriedly took out his own phone.

In just a few seconds, the hot search position rose.

"Brother Chen, is this Xiaofan's house?" He has already clicked on the trending search, and the most popular Weibo has more than [-] comments and [-] retweets.

In addition to the text narration, this Weibo also has a video.

From the shooting angle of the video, it is obvious that it was shot from a corner of the ground into the living room.

The video was normal at first, and all images were still. Because the hardware level of the equipment was not high, the radio effect was not good, and the speech in the room could not be heard clearly.

The program team was afraid that the audience would not hear it clearly, so they extracted the sound and analyzed it, then translated it into text and posted it in the comments.

The content is how Chen Ling taught Papa Lin how to sprinkle lime and the role of lime.

This comment has a lot of likes, it ranks No.1 in the most popular comments, and the comments that follow are also strange.

[Listening to the voice is a little brother. 】

[Are all the magic sticks so young now? It's too fake. I want to be crazy, tui! 】

[Upstairs +1, another one who wants to debut. 】

[You didn't even show your face, what did you say?I know the family in the video, my classmate in their community, my classmate told me before, yesterday was the girl's first seven, the night of returning to the soul. 】

[What time is it still engaged in feudal superstition, Mao probably learned Marxism-Leninism into the stomach of a dog. 】

[Whispering: Don’t believe me but don’t doubt it, it’s better to be in awe of this kind of thing...]

[Be careful if you talk nonsense, ghosts will come to you at night. 】

……

There are several consecutive comments below this hot comment, all ridiculing superstition, and some people questioned the column team, saying that they deliberately hired someone to perform because of the lack of traffic recently.

"This kind of shooting is disrespectful to the dead, this Zero One Eight is nothing!" Wu Weiwei was so angry that he almost smashed his phone.

Chen Ling's face was not good, but he didn't make a sound, and continued to swipe the screen with his fingers.

Subsequent comments gradually changed.

[Wait, I saw a pair of feet! ! ! 】

[Is that what fell on the screen, blood? 】

[The fake video is shot with such real emotion, it makes my heart shudder. 】

[Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony... Amitabha, offend you. 】

[Returning Soul Night is real. Our hometown has a custom that family members must avoid entering the bedroom on Huihun Night, and cannot come out to watch when they hear any noise.I was disobedient when I was a child, and I got up to peek on the night when my grandfather returned to the soul. There were really footprints on the lime powder! 】

There were different opinions, and more and more people were discussing it. It didn't take long for the hot search to rise by two places.

Chen Ling himself had no connections. Among the people he knew, Jiang Shengxing had the greatest power and connections.

"Mr. Jiang, I have something I want to ask you for help." After dialing the phone, Chen Ling did not exchange pleasantries, "Do you know a supernatural hot search on Weibo? I don't know if you know the current person in charge of the [-] column group , I want to communicate with him."

Jiang Shengxing had just left the meeting, and when he saw Chen Ling's call on the way, he raised his hand and gestured to his subordinates, asking him to step down first.

"I don't know this person, but I can have someone check it out right away, very quickly, in about 10 minutes."

"That's troublesome." Chen Ling hung up the phone, opened Weibo again in annoyance, and sent a private message to the [-] column team from the background, hoping that they can delete the video as soon as possible, so as not to disturb the undead.

The little girl in charge of Weibo operation saw the private message as soon as she saw it, and took it to the office to find the person in charge.

The person in charge was so stimulated by today's data that his eyes were red. He briefly glanced at the information on the screen, and waved away irritably. The more unhappy people."

Although the operation girl is not in charge of editing the video, she opened it out of curiosity after the video became popular.

She is not as disrespectful to ghosts and gods as other people in the company, so she is somewhat afraid of this, and hesitates: "Boss, this is really not good, why don't we leave the text and delete the video."

"Delete a fart!" The person in charge lost his patience and frowned, "What are you doing standing there? You don't want to do it anymore, do you?"

The operation girl bit her lip aggrievedly, and walked out in panic. Before she could reach her desk, a figure quickly passed by her.

She turned her head and saw that it was Agui who was in charge of the camera.

Speaking of which, he was the one who took this video, and he is too bold.

Agui hurried all the way, and when he entered the office, he slammed the door shut.

The person in charge only glanced at the corner of the clothes opposite the desk to know who it was, and snorted coldly, "I thought you really quit. If you want to do it, do it well, and don't talk about it in the future."

"I'm not here to talk about this." Agui's voice was very hoarse, and it sounded harsh and rough.

The person in charge finally looked up at the other party, "Then you are..." All the words were blocked back to his throat by the scene in front of him.

In just one night, Agui haggarded as if he had changed into a different person.

His complexion is pale, with deep bags under his eyes, and messy hair. His clothes are still the same as yesterday, but wrinkled, as if he has been fooling around all night.

A Gui didn't have the mind to fool around. After escaping from a ghost last night, he didn't care whether the time was right or not, so he went directly to the Lin family, hoping to get Chen Ling's contact information from them.

It can be said that the Lin family knew nothing about Chen Ling, they only knew that he and Wu Weiwei were Xiaofan's classmates, that he had relatives who practiced in the Taoist temple, and they knew nothing about the rest.

Unable to gain anything, Agui returned home with a tired body and nervous heart, and hit Xie again in the elevator.

The thing was hanging upside down above the elevator, its hair dangling in mid-air.

He didn't think about it that much at first, and stretched out his hand to scratch the top of his forehead that was itchy from the scratching of the hair.After several times in a row, he realized something was wrong, his fingers suddenly tightened, and he grabbed a handful of hair.

When he looked up, a woman was hanging upside down with a battered head, grinning at him.

As early as when the complex was completed, Agui heard that people died before the complex was completed. A worker tripped over a cable and fell directly into the elevator shaft.

After a brief moment of blankness in his mind, he began to press the buttons frantically, and when the door opened, he ran out yelling.

He didn't dare to go home, and he didn't dare to take a taxi again. He walked to an Internet cafe with his feet and stayed up all night.

At daybreak, the sun's rays sprinkled the earth, Agui finally had the courage to walk out of the Internet cafe and went to Xiaofan's school.

After inquiring, he learned that there were three students surnamed Chen in Xiaofan's class, but each of them was an ordinary middle school student, and none of them had a distant house and lived in a Taoist temple for a long time.

In desperation, Agui had no choice but to return to the company.

Firstly, he wants the boss to stop, and secondly, he wants to find out the whereabouts of Chen Ling through the contacts in the boss's hands, so as to save his life.

There was a moment of dead silence in the office, and the person in charge's voice woke up Agui who was in a trance: "How did you become such a virtuous person?"

"President Yao, I..." Agui didn't dare to blink, once he closed his eyes, the terrifying faces of the taxi driver and the elevator female ghost appeared in his mind.

He took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the words in his chest, "Mr. Yao, I saw a ghost last night."

The person in charge sneered, "Are you kidding me?"

"It's true, I'm not joking!" Agui became emotional, he put his head in his hands, his fingers gathered and tightly grasped his hair, "We must have photographed something that shouldn't be photographed. Mr. Yao, I know you You have great powers, please help me, help me find the young man who works for the Lin family, or help me find another reliable master!"

The person in charge thought it was funny, but felt inexplicably cold because of the fear spreading on Agui's face, "Aren't you too tired, your eyes are so bloodshot, didn't you sleep last night? Why don't you go to the room behind me first?" Lie down in the living room."

Where Agui is in the mood to rest, his mind is filled with the words "hitting ghosts".

"Boss Yao, just help me, I have no connections, I don't know any master..."

"I can get to know you?!" The person in charge became irritated, and was about to curse a few words, but his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he had other plans.

He smiled, hooked Agui's shoulders like a buddy, and led him to sit on the sofa, "I remembered, I really know a master, but you have to tell me the whole story, I’ll pass it on to Grandmaster to see if he’s willing to make a move.”

Agui's eyes were blank, as if he was grasping at the last straw, he described everything that happened to him last night without missing a word, and he didn't notice that the person in charge was already on the sofa when his butt , and quietly opened the voice recorder hidden in his pocket.

Xiaofan Huihunye's most popular searches remain high, but Chen Ling is not too anxious, and there is always a solution to everything.

Just as Jiang Shengxing said, the phone number was sent within ten minutes.

When Chen Ling called, the other end cut off the phone.

He didn't give up, and called again, this time the call was connected, but after learning of his intention to call, the other party hung up the phone with a very bad attitude.

Chen Ling looked at the blacked-out screen, heaved a sigh of relief in his chest, and sent a text message instead: [Mr. Yao, Hello, my name is Chen Ling, and I was one of the people present at the night of Xiaofan Huihun night.I believe you know what happened that night better than anyone else. If you don’t want to be blamed by the deceased and suffer bad luck, you’d better delete the video immediately and apologize to Xiaofan’s family. 】

The text message went silent, until Li Hongyu's car arrived at the University City, still did not receive a reply.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Wu Weiwei comforted him, "You've already said what you should say. If something really happens, you won't be blamed."

"I'm afraid that Xiaofan won't be able to rest in peace." Chen Ling frowned, "If what happened in Yangshi made her feel resentful, she might not leave easily when she comes back in July and a half."

Man has three souls: heaven, earth and man.

Heavenly souls belong to confidantes, who are bound by heaven after death and are not allowed to leave; earthly souls belong to karma, and return to the underworld after death to report their merits and demerits;

If there is no resentment, the three souls will return to their respective positions after death, and they will not reunite until they are reincarnated.

Those who die with resentment, their souls are bound by negative emotions, hovering and refusing to go to the nether world.

There is also a third situation. After death, the earth soul perceives all kinds of life in the yang world from the human soul, generates hatred, and seeks opportunities to run back to take revenge. Become a demon that feeds on killing and hatred.

Xiaofan died at a young age, and when she entered the underworld, her consciousness gradually became clear, and she remembered the process of her own death, and was influenced by various comments from above...

No one can guarantee what will happen next.

Wu Weiwei was belatedly aware of this, and fell silent, even forgetting to get out of the car.

Li Hongyu, who had already gotten out of the car at some point, opened the door of the back seat, staring at the two people inside who were not looking well, "The thing has already happened, and the warning that should be given has already been given. As for what will happen next We can only wait and see what happens, and play by ear.”

Chen Ling gave an absent-minded "Yeah", got out of the car and was exposed to the sun, his mind suddenly brightened.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." After leaving the words, he turned his back to the two of them and called Zhao Xunchang.

Zhao Xunchang just came out of the base right now, and he was in a good mood. The two eggs that refused to come out of the female parrot's belly finally came out!

The two eggs are full and heavy, and when they hatch, the little parrot will definitely be very strong.

Because of this incident, the purple-blue macaw refused to leave with the master for the first time, and wanted to stay with his wife.

Zhao Xunchang was reasonable, without saying a word, he took out all the snacks in his pocket, and told Qian Qing that he would come to pick up the birds tomorrow morning.

Thinking of those two cute parrot eggs, Zhao Xunchang smiled all over his face, and people could feel how good he was through the screen, "Apprentice, do you have anything to ask Master?"

"Yes..." In the middle of speaking, Chen Ling suddenly remembered that he didn't know where Xiaofan's body was. Chen Ling covered the receiver and turned to ask Li Hongyu.

Li Hongyu gave an address.

Chen Ling relayed to Zhao Xunchang: "Master, Xiaofan's body is not cold yet, and she has just arrived in the underworld. I am afraid that her soul will be disturbed. Go and recite the incantation for her to avoid any changes."

Zhao Xunchang took the line and rushed to the funeral home.

The parking lot outside the funeral home was full of cars. Someone should have been cremated today. When they walked into the hall, there was a lot of noise and crying.

When Zhao Xunchang passed by, he took a look, found a kind person, and asked about the exact location of Xiaofan's body.

The man was on guard, "What do you do?"

Zhao Xunchang was different from the kindness of the past, with a majestic face and a deep voice, "He's helping others."

The man's heart trembled slightly, put away his previous attitude, and personally brought Zhao Xunchang to the morgue.

The staff of the mortuary received a call from Li Hongyu a few minutes ago, knowing that someone was coming. After seeing Zhao Xunchang, before anyone could speak, they graciously opened the door of the morgue and led the person in.

The temperature in the morgue is very low. Except for some neatly placed mortuary beds, the left and right front walls are full of densely packed mortuary freezers.

The staff members are about 70 years old, older than Zhao Xunchang.

He hunched over, took out a small notebook from the pocket of the big overalls, and rummaged to find Xiaofan's locker.

"B-5, the locker to your left."

Zhao Xunchang nodded his thanks to the old man, walked straight towards the mortuary cabinet, scanned the number on the cabinet door with sharp eyes, held the handle, and pulled out one of them forcefully.

The cabinet was moved away, and the cold air rushed out.

The staff member said in an old voice: "I'm going out first, call me if you need anything, and I'll stand guard at the door."

Zhao Xunchang: "Yes."

The old man turned his back and continued, "Parents don't know how sad they should be when they died tragically at a young age."

The lights in the morgue were weak, and when the door was closed, the lights in the corridor were cut off, making the light even darker.

Zhao Xunchang was not affected at all, his eyes stopped on Xiaofan's face.

The young face was covered with frost, her lips were as pale as her face, and the wound on her neck was cracked stiffly due to the freezing, it was horrible and pitiful.

Zhao Xunchang sighed, closed his eyes, and began to chant the mantra.

A deep and full of spirit sounded in the morgue, every word and every word was the best wishes.

The overhead lights began to flicker, and the closed mortuary cabinets made strange noises, and there was a creaking sound from the bottom of the cabinets rubbing against the slides of the cabinets.

Zhao Xunchang didn't move like a mountain, he just opened his eyes and looked at Xiaofan's face.

The never-ending smile on this face deepened a bit, and the curvature of the lips was a little weird.

Zhao Xunchang stopped reciting the mantra, and said calmly: "My apprentice will naturally avenge you. But if you insist on doing it yourself, the chance of reincarnation will be lost. As for those who offended you, they are already suffering from bad luck. Clashing with ghosts and evil spirits, life or death depends entirely on God's will."

The mortuary cabinet seemed to come alive. In response to his words, it opened and then closed itself, except for the cabinet where Xiao Fan was always quiet.

Zhao Xunchang said: "Your tragic death has brought a great blow to your parents. You can reincarnate with peace of mind. If the fate is not over, maybe you can be their daughter again."

The morgue, which had never responded, creaked and slowly opened.

Xiao Fan's stiff body covered with frost sat up from inside, her head turned towards Zhao Xunchang's direction, her eyeballs turned to the corners of her eyes, and the smile on her lips remained unchanged.

Zhao Xunchang saw too many storms and waves, so he didn't care about it at all.

He was as calm as if he was chatting with an old friend: "The choice has been given to you, you decide which one to choose."

After finishing speaking, he folded his arms in front of his chest and stopped talking.

I don't know how long it took, Xiaofan's body lay back upright.

This was a signal, and the morgues on three walls closed one after another, and everything returned to calm.

Zhao Xunchang looked at Xiaofan and said, "Good girl, you will live in good health in the next life."

At this time, the three of Chen Ling had found the dormitory of the male student who picked up paper roses.

The bedroom is a quadruple room, and two of the beds have been emptied.Nearly two months have passed since the graduation season of senior year, and the owner of the remaining two beds has not yet found a suitable job and house, and is still living in the dormitory for the time being.

The above has issued a notice that they must move out before NO.20 in August.

Chen Ling looked at the neatly folded bed, "Where is Gu Zhao?"

Gu Zhao was the student's name, with average grades and a wealthy family background. His parents had paved the way for him long before he officially graduated.

But the young man is arrogant and unwilling to be framed by the future created by his parents, so he insists on staying in Beicheng to find a job.

It's hard to find a job these days, especially for those who have just graduated.

Gu Zhao was a little discouraged after interviewing more than a dozen companies in succession without finding any satisfactory ones.

"No, he went out to look for work again early this morning. But I really don't know where to go." After finishing speaking, the roommate glanced at the three people standing in the middle of the dormitory, and said in a low voice, "You guys really Is it his brother? There are too many brothers."

Chen Ling gave a perfunctory "Yes" and asked him, "Has Gu Zhao had any abnormalities in the past day or two?"

The roommate froze for a moment, goosebumps obviously appeared on the side of his neck.

His throat seemed to be choked, his voice was blocked, and his voice was dry, "I have been with him for four years, and I have been a roommate for four years, so I know him very well. Gu Zhao is not a very cheerful person." , belongs to the slow-heating type, the kind that is difficult to communicate with people. But recently..."

The roommate swallowed nervously, cleared his throat and continued: "Actually, it happened yesterday. He suddenly told me that he met a new friend. He is handsome and has a good conversation style. He is also a senior who graduated from the school before. He said to the so-called senior The evaluation was very high, but when I asked his name, he was stunned and did not speak. I was asking, but he stared at me fiercely, telling me not to meddle in my own business."

Chen Ling: "What meddles?"

"I don't know." The roommate had a bitter face, and seemed a little confused, but soon, his face darkened, and he shivered in fear.

"But the voice that said this sentence is very strange, a little hoarse and gloomy, like another one coming from Gu Zhao's mouth."

"And then?" Chen Ling asked.

"Then Gu Zhao went out and didn't come back until night." The roommate suddenly frowned and stood up, "By the way, when Gu Zhao came back last night, he was still holding a rose in his hand. I saw the flower in his hand the afternoon before yesterday, and I don’t know who gave it to him, it was folded delicately and beautifully.”

Chen Ling was afraid that after telling him the truth, the students in front of him would have a psychological shadow on the paper flower, so he held back and asked, "Others, for example, has he ever hummed a sad song?"

"What are you mourning for?" the roommate yelled.

Chen Ling repeated it, and his roommate's face turned pale, "What is he humming sadly and joyously?" He looked at the people suspiciously again, "Who are you?"

At this time, Li Hongyu suddenly said: "There is news."

The three of them had a tacit understanding, while ignoring their roommates, they turned and went out.

After making sure that the people in the dormitory could not hear, Li Hongyu showed Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei his mobile phone screen.

Those were a few chat conversations. Li Hongyu's senior brother said, 【The last time Gu Zhao appeared was on the roof of the dormitory. Someone from the opposite building saw him standing on a high place and bent down to look down. 】