Relocation Brigade

Zhou Yuanxin's voice lingered in his ears for a long time.

Looking at the empty office, Chen Ling frowned more and more. After thinking for a while, he left the office and went back to class.

"Where have you been?" He Wanwan asked in a low voice.

Chen Ling looked up at her and asked, "How much do you know about Zhou Yuanxin?"

"I don't know, I only know that he is always silent and won't resist when he is bullied, but he never cries." After finishing speaking, He Wanwan lowered her head and pinched her hands together, falling into a bad mood middle.

Chen Ling glanced at her small movements, "He Wanwan, have you seen Zhou Yuanxin's soul?"

He Wanwan raised her head abruptly, her deer-like eyes stared like copper bells, "I, I haven't seen it before."

"Why are you nervous?" Chen Ling asked sharply.

He Wanwan pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

Chen Ling put the books in front of him back in order, and said slowly: "The scar on your hand must have been scalded by the dripping wax oil when burning paper for Zhou Yuanxin."

He Wanwan subconsciously hid her hands, she bit her lower lip hard, struggling endlessly.

It's not that she didn't want to say it, but she didn't dare to say it, for fear that she would be in bad luck if she said it.

Chen Ling lowered his posture, with his arms folded on his face pillow, his gaze became a little softer.

He looked at He Wanwan quietly for a while, then asked again: "I saw Zhou Yuanxin just now, in the principal's office where Cheng Le had an accident."

He Wanwan was frightened and visibly shivered.

Her hands began to tremble, and her shoulders also trembled, "I, I haven't seen it, but, but I heard him talking to Ji Nan!"

That day, He Wanwan forgot to take her things after self-study in the evening, so she had to let her fellow female students go back first, and returned to the teaching building by herself.

Because apart from Zhou Yuanxin's matter, He Wanwan was very scared and walked carefully.

She turned back as she walked, and finally entered the classroom. As soon as she took her things, she heard terrified shouts outside.

Human curiosity is always so strong, He Wanwan walked to the back door of the classroom in fear, and looked at Class [-], which was three classrooms away.

At the front door of Class [-] classroom, Ji Nan's face was full of fear, he was leaning against the wall, staring in horror.

It happened to be the fifteenth night, and the moon was as round as a jade plate.

The moonlight shone down and sprinkled half of the corridor with silver light, making things that she wasn't supposed to see appear blurred in her eyes.

He Wanwan was trembling all over, and her upper and lower teeth were fighting uncontrollably.

She covered her mouth, retracted her head, and moved quietly into the ninth class, fearing that she would be discovered by a person and a ghost outside.

But Zhou Yuanxin's voice was too penetrating, she could clearly hear the other party saying: "Go, go..."

Perhaps Ji Nan was so frightened that he even forgot which way to run was more convenient. He Wanwan hid under a table and saw him running through the corridor outside Class [-] with her own eyes.

She wasn't sure if Zhou Yuanxin's soul was still there, and she didn't dare to go out immediately. It was not until nearly an hour later that she sneaked out of the teaching building and returned to the dormitory.

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"Since then, I have been very scared. I was afraid that Zhou Yuanxin would come to me and blame me for not helping him in the past, so when everyone was away, I secretly went to the place where he hanged himself to burn paper."

He Wanwan's voice was very soft, choked with guilt, "The day I went to burn the paper, the night sky was clear, but for some reason, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. The wind was so strong that the branch on my head that hanged Zhou Yuanxin creaked. The sound is very scary."

"I, I really wanted to stand up and leave, but I was afraid that this would not be sincere." She sniffed, hugged her arms, and continued, "Because of the wind, the paper money was blown away. It was everywhere, almost extinguished. I went to the side, squatted on the ground to block the wind, but the wax that had just fallen from the candle was directly blown onto my hand by the wind..."

That gust of wind was very strange, He Wanwan's first reaction was that Zhou Yuanxin came, and came to seek revenge on her.

But after that, the movement stopped.

During an avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent. This is quite true. Although she did not directly participate in bullying Zhou Yuanxin, as a bystander, is she conniving at the perpetrator?

If she had stopped her at that time, if other cowardly students who dared not step forward had stood up with her, Cheng Le and He Jiajun, a small group of people, would not have dared to continue to violence Zhou Yuanxin.

He Wanwan suddenly covered her face, sobbing and sobbing, everyone in the classroom heard it, and looked at Chen Ling questioningly.

Chen Ling pretended to be a stone man and felt nothing.

He turned around, turned his back to those eyes, and patted He Wanwan's shoulder: "He doesn't blame you, that scar is the best proof."

He Wanwan froze for a moment, recalling carefully.

Starting from the poker bridge game, the accidents were all those who had committed violence against Zhou Yuanxin. Of course, some of the bystanders got cards, but they were just participants.

She thought that the burn on her finger was Zhou Yuanxin's resentment and forgiveness for not helping her.

Otherwise, she would never have gotten away so easily that night.

He Wanwan gradually stopped crying, but her voice sounded weird and her nasal cavity was very blocked, "Chen Ling, why are you so concerned about Zhou Yuanxin's affairs?"

Chen Ling's thoughts turned back to that memory of He Wanwan.

Zhou Yuanxin's warning hinted at the dangers in this campus, so perhaps his letter to Ji Nan was not just asking him to stay away from campus violence, but hoping that Ji Nan would leave the school completely.

It's just that the danger comes from Fan Xiaozhou, or from the Yin Qi that even Jiang Yu finds weird, it's not known.

Chen Ling clicked his tongue suddenly, and a flash of light flashed in his mind.

He remembered that Principal Jin had said that this land used to be a mass grave.

As the saying goes, moisten things silently, if a place is infiltrated by Yin Qi for a long time, over time, the soil, flowers and plants, even a piece of tile will be contaminated by Yin Qi.

Even with the passage of time, the yin energy that sinks into the soil will continue to rise continuously.But it won't be as strong as an ordinary haunted house, and people can detect it.

This kind of place has a special name, I seem to have seen it somewhere before, what is it called?

Chen Ling couldn't figure it out, so he sent a message to Jiang Yu.

The reply from the other end is: [Rong Xin is the Land of Nine Yins]

Nine, the number of poles.

Nine Yins naturally refer to places with heavy Yin Qi.

Seeing that the other party replied so decisively and quickly, Chen Ling knew that the ancestor might already know something.

"Chen Ling!" Seeing that the young man didn't answer, He Wanwan was still playing with his phone, and unconsciously turned up the volume.

Chen Ling came back to his senses, subconsciously buckled the phone, it took a long time to remember He Wanwan's previous question, and replied: "Curiosity."

He Wanwan frowned, and persuaded: "It's better to have less involvement with ghosts and gods, you'd better put away your curiosity, don't bump into anything at that time, it will be bad luck."

After she finished speaking, she blinked her eyes hard a few times, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked tremblingly, "Tell me, if Zhou Yuanxin hears this, will he blame me?"

"No." Chen Ling said with a smile, "Zhou Yuanxin is very kind."

He Wanwan felt relieved.

After pouring out these things hidden in her heart, she felt a lot more relaxed.

She glanced at Chen Ling secretly, and then again, "Has anyone ever told you that it's scary when you question people?"

It's not that kind of horror, but it's quite capable of bluffing people. It feels like a dean who is forcing students to make mistakes.

It was the first time Chen Ling heard someone say that, he was a little confused, he rubbed his face, "Really?"

He Wanwan nodded repeatedly, "Yes."

She thought of something, and leaned on Chen Ling's desk, "It's September 9rd, and in a few days it will be the fourteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. I heard that the gate of ghosts opens on July fourteenth, and July tenth The gate of five ghosts is closed. Do you think Zhou Yuanxin will leave with other ghosts when the gate of ghosts is closed?"

Although it is a private school, it is still under the control of the above.

In order to avoid the regulations that do not allow fee-based make-up classes, they are now taking the preparatory class for the second year of senior high school, to consolidate the knowledge of the first year of high school and preview the knowledge of the second year of high school, which is free of charge.

But the wool comes from the sheep. When the school officially starts, the school will add a little title to the fees, and the money will be made up.

"Let me see." Chen Ling took out the phone, stared, and quickly unlocked it with his fingerprint to enter the main screen.

Even so, He Wanwan still saw the information window floating on the screen before unlocking.

She couldn't understand what the Land of Nine Yins was, but she could clearly see the nickname of the person who wrote the letter.

He Wanwan's cheeks were slightly flushed, excited and curious, "You, your boyfriend."

The sender's name is very long, "I have to be treated like an ancestor's boyfriend", if it weren't for her good eyesight, there is no way to read it all at once!

Reflexively, Chen Ling pressed the phone screen to the desk, and faltered and hummed.

The nickname was changed on a whim on the way back to school. After all, he has already played boo, so he should be given a title.

And before he left, he took advantage of his ancestor's inattention and peeked at his mobile phone, tsk, the nickname is more direct than his, directly crossed the relationship and was promoted to fiance.

The old ancestor usually looks serious, but he is rather sullen at non-critical moments. I don't know how long he has used this nickname.

Chen Ling tried his best to ignore the heat on his face, turned the phone over again, and focused on the calendar.

There are still six days before the fourteenth day of July, and at zero o'clock after six days, the gate of ghosts opens, and all ghosts walk at night.

Chen Ling put away the phone, shook his head, and continued the previous topic under He Wanwan's eager eyes, "I don't know if Zhou Yuanxin will leave."

After so many years, Fan Xiaozhou has not hurt an innocent person, which shows that she has not been tortured by time and hatred to lose her mind and become a bloodthirsty devil like other ghosts.

So July and a half should not have much impact on Fan Xiaozhou.

Not necessarily Zhou Yuanxin.

Chen Ling put away his mobile phone, ignored He Wanwan's gossipy inquiry, got up and said he needed to go to the bathroom, and slipped away.

In the bathroom, a few cowards who surrounded themselves before but were scared away by the cards were standing in the corner smoking, the inside was smoky, the smell of smoke mixed with the smell of the bathroom, it was very ecstasy.

Chen Ling held his breath and entered the cubicle. After putting down the toilet lid, he wiped it with toilet paper before sitting on it, and calmly took out his mobile phone.

On the phone, there was another message from the ancestor.

The second article is very concise, just two words, miss you.

Chen Ling hugged the phone and smirked for a while, then replied: [We have a physical education class later, the sun is so bright outside]

There was a kind of intimacy and coquettishness in his tone that he didn't even realize.

Jiang Yu: [I'll pick you up at the school gate]

Chen Ling: [want to eat a cone]

Jiang Yu: [Buy]

Chen Ling sighed in his heart, the old ancestor always gave people a feeling of being far away from the world, but the word "buy" suddenly cast a layer of fireworks on him.

Too down to earth, with the style of a domineering president.

Chen Ling was tired from squatting, so he stood up and stretched his legs. He changed the topic back to the right track, 【How do you know that the land of nine yins I mentioned refers to Rong Xin? 】

Jiang Yu sent a voice.

Chen Ling clicked in, there was only noise, and the time was only two seconds.

It is estimated that the ancestors were not skilled in operation, and something went wrong.

About two or three minutes later, the ancestor sent a 3-second voice message!

Chen Ling looked at the time prompt behind the voice, his head grew big, he clicked on it, and put the phone to his ear.

The man's low and magnetic voice sounded: "When I came back from Rongxin that night, I sent the land to know the local county annals. The place where Rongxin was was indeed a mass grave. Not only that, there was a hill here a hundred years ago, and Rongxin happened to be It is located in the north of the mountain where there is no sunlight. Both the north and the south of the mountain are yin. For a place like mass graves, which is already extremely shady, it is not disturbed by yang all the year round, allowing the yin qi stored in it to accumulate and infiltrate for a long time. Over time, it will be The Nine Yin Lands have been formed. Such a place is a world of its own. Once the soul is trapped, it will never come out if the situation is not broken. If a living person lives in it, normal people will not be affected too much, but if it is a depressed person, If you stay for a long time, your emotions will be damaged, and you will easily go to a dead end..."

Chen Ling finally understood, no wonder Zhou Yuanxin let him and Ji Nan go.

That's because he saw that he and Ji Nan were squeezed out by others, and he was afraid that they would go further and further down the dark road like him, and eventually choose to die.

Chen Ling thought of Fan Xiaozhou again. No wonder she was born out of hatred, but she was able to stay in school soberly for so many years.

It was because the yin energy of the Nine Yin Lands nourished her, allowing her to maintain a clear mind at all times, and did not become a violent ghost who was tortured to the point of madness by hatred like other unjust dead ghosts, who killed innocent people indiscriminately.

"...I have been waiting for you to ask me. I didn't expect you to realize it until now. Your acuity needs to be improved, and you must read books more comprehensively."

Chen Ling: "..."

Chen Ling was speechless, as long as the speech is long, he didn't expect that there would be a reprimand at the end.

Looking at the voice bar that finally stopped playing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to reply "I will continue to study hard", when the door of the cubicle he was in was knocked by something suddenly.

Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat, he put down the compartment lock, and pushed hard.

Can't push.

It was blocked from the outside by something.

He crouched down and looked out through the gap under the compartment door, a couple of feet standing outside.

Those people were whispering, which was mixed with sneering, and these voices penetrated the wooden boards and entered Chen Ling's ears.

Chen Ling got up, crossed his hips and stared at the door panel: "Do you think I won't know who it is if you whisper?"

The people outside stopped hiding, and said proudly: "Aren't you pulling, keep pulling."

Chen Ling sat back on the toilet seat in a calm manner, folded his arms, and stared at the compartment door coldly, "Are you among the people who bullied Zhou Yuanxin? Today's poker is also for you."

"I can't understand what you're talking about!" The outsider seemed annoyed, with a grumpy tone.

Chen Ling said: "Although I picked up the playing cards, the retribution that should be suffered will still fall on you. I heard that the Ghost Festival will be in six days... Guess what will happen that night?"

There was a loud bang, and the compartment door seemed to be kicked hard.

Chen Ling sneered, "Are you guilty?"

He lowered his head and sent a message to Jiang Yu on his phone, [Brother Jiang, do you have a green or purple talisman at hand? 】

Jiang Yu: [What's wrong? 】

Chen Ling: [Locked in the toilet qwq]

When Jiang Yu saw the little expression behind him, his face was immediately clouded, and he turned and went to the study.

All the talisman drawing tools in the study were prepared for Chen Ling. Whether it was yellow labels, talisman paper, or just a dish of brushes, all the materials were the best, which could help the talisman painter's spiritual power.

The green and purple talisman paper is one of the five-element talismans, borrowing the power of spiritual things, such as cats, dogs, plants and trees.

The talisman paper drawn by Jiang Yu's hand contained so much spiritual power that the thin talisman paper could hardly bear it.

After the talisman paper was written, the man came to the window, faced the direction of Rongxin Middle School, folded it into a paper airplane and flew out.

While Chen Ling was waiting for the talisman paper, he sent Wu Weiwei a message asking him if Principal Jin was awake.

Wu Weiwei was hungry. In order to protect President Jin, he didn't even eat any food. He sat on the steps in a miserable state and typed silently: [I didn't wake up, I was still in a coma, and I didn't even change my posture]

If Brother Chen hadn't checked his pulse, he would have suspected that Principal Jin was dead.

Chen Ling asked: 【Have you eaten yet】

Wu Weiwei sent a crying emoji and said: [No, I'm starving]

Chen Ling felt a little guilty, so he went to kiss his ancestor and forgot about his brother, [Wait, I'll order a takeaway for you]

In order to reward my brother, I ordered a takeaway to run errands, and I went to an authentic local restaurant far away to buy it.

After ordering the takeaway, Chen Ling clicked on the chat interface with Jiang Yu again.

Strange, why hasn't the ancestor responded yet?

As soon as the thought came to mind, a yellow paper airplane swung overhead and flew to the next door.

Chen Ling thought that Jiang Yu would send the drawn talisman paper to his mobile phone in the form of a photo, but he didn't want to, the other party sent the talisman paper directly.

The paper airplane wobbled around in the next cubicle, then fell back over Chen Ling's head, as if confirming something, it hovered above it several times, and finally floated down, and landed precisely in Chen Ling's hand.

Before Chen Ling could make a move, the paper airplane unfolded automatically, and the top was flat without any creases.

Chen Ling lowered his head and smelled it. Although it was written in red, it smelled like ink.

He had never felt the power carried by the thin talisman paper. Chen Ling held the talisman paper excitedly, a little bit reluctant to use it.

He closed his eyes and calmed himself down, and the mantra flowed out slowly from his mouth: "All things have form, gods are manifested, fall before me, listen to my orders, and hurry like a law."

The second after the spell fell, the head of a German Shepherd came in through the gap under the compartment door.

Demu guessed that it had been too long since he had been summoned by humans, so he shook his head excitedly, sticking out his tongue and making a hahaha sound.

Chen Ling: "..."

He knelt down and patted the dog's head, "Good boy, help me open the bathroom door."

The German Shepherd let out a groan, and swiftly retracted his head, followed by a burst of ping-pong-pong sound.

Hearing the heavy object fall to the ground, Chen Ling pushed hard, and the door opened.

Demu jumped up and lay down on the person, sticking out his tongue to lick Chen Ling's face.

Chen Ling stopped it a few times, but it was useless, so he stretched out his face helplessly, "Lick it, lick it."

De Shepherd licked enough, contentedly folded his legs and fell back to the ground, circling around the young man.

Chen Ling squatted down and smoothed the dog's head again, "Come on, I'll take you to the playground."

Demu became even more excited when he heard the order, the shadow skipped over and rushed out in a blink of an eye.

Chen Ling rushed to the playground, and the physical education class had already started. The physical education teacher was also greeted by the principal. He was dissatisfied when he saw that someone was late, but he didn't say anything. He pointed to the last seat in the last row of boys, "Go over and stand up." .”

Everyone ran around the playground twice, out of breath. Just as Chen Ling bent down and braced his knees to take a few breaths before running, someone pushed him from behind and fell to the ground.

The knee brushed against the plastic track covered with bumpy particles, and the skin was broken and bleeding on the spot.

Chen Ling glanced at the German Shepherd who was circling around him. He didn't need to speak, the clever and alert little thing had already rushed out, and opened his mouth to bite the bad guy's right calf.

The man only felt pain in his calf, but he couldn't see what was attacking him, and he froze in place.

The person who took the lead in besieging Chen Ling before walked over and slapped his younger brother hard, "What are you doing in a daze, you want to be punished and run away."

He turned his head and looked at Chen Ling meaningfully, "We are not as privileged as some people, who come in and out freely with the access control card in hand, and don't have to be punished for being late for class."

As soon as the words were finished, a huge, invisible force rushed forward, followed by a terrible thing happened.

Everyone saw that there was a long slit on his mouth for no apparent reason!

The opening slanted and was very deep, but the man didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and roared angrily: "Who the hell fucked me up!"

The classmates who were running around stopped long ago, and some of the girls leaned in front of Chen Ling and asked him if he needed help.

Chen Ling took the mineral water from He Wanwan's hand, washed away the dust and small gravel in the wound, and smiled at the other girls, "Thank you for your concern, no need."

The girls glanced at the man and said in a low voice: "Don't provoke Tang Ke, he has a bad temper and is not pleasing to anyone, except when he is facing Cheng Le and He Jiajun, he behaves like a dog."

Another person picked up: "Now Cheng Le and He Jiajun are not here, so he calls himself the king. I heard that he lost his temper in the dormitory last night and smashed Lin Xiangxue's cup."

"No, his lips are almost split into four petals, how can he still have the energy to swear, doesn't it hurt?"

Having said that, everyone completely focused on Tang Ke's face.

The slanted wound on his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and the flesh was visible in the depth, but he himself didn't seem to feel pain, and shouted in his mouth: "Who the hell dares to do it or not, stand up for me!"

With the help of his classmates, Chen Ling stood up from the ground, and his knees hurt as if they were torn apart.

He yelled at Tang Ke from a distance, pointed to his lips, and reminded: "You are broken here, you should talk less."

Tang Ke accidentally raised his hand and touched his mouth, and the blood that hadn't seeped out instantly flowed like a gush, and it flowed into his hand.

"What's going on... What's going on..." His pupils trembled violently, and he looked at his little brother in a daze and confusion.

"Mobile phone! Take a photo for me!"

The younger brother was terrified by his mouth full of blood, tremblingly took out his phone, and turned on the selfie function of the camera.

Tang Ke's mind went blank, he couldn't figure out why his mouth became like this?Just as this doubt slipped through his mind, the pain that had been lurking surged over him.

He wanted to yell loudly, but because he was afraid that the wound would burst even worse, he couldn't bear it and didn't dare to attack.

The physical education teacher was attracted by the movement here, and asked loudly: "What's going on!"

"Teacher, Tang Ke's mouth is rotten!"