Relocation Brigade

The dormitory was suddenly quiet, and even the sound of breathing became very slight.

Xiang Yong's whole body was as stiff as a rock, and he didn't dare to move, as if as long as he didn't stand up and squeeze the playing cards into his hands, he didn't need to participate in the game.

Seeing that he refused to shake hands, Chen Ling threw the poker directly on his lap.

"Ah!" Xiang Yong yelled, jumped up overreacting, and hit his head on the upper bed, the pain made his tears fall out.

The people who used to be called brothers in the dormitory no longer dared to hook up with him, talk and laugh loudly, and the two of them kept away from Xiang Yong as if they had agreed in advance.

Xiang Yong avoided playing cards like a plague, he walked quickly to the door, and threw the playing cards into the trash can forcefully.

As if he was afraid that the poker legs would run out by himself, he pulled up the garbage bag and fastened it tightly, rushed out of the dormitory without stopping, and threw it into the garbage can downstairs.

The trash can was full of black trash bags, and Xiang Yong was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that one of the trash bags moved suddenly.

With the rustling sound of plastic bags rubbing against each other, the outline of a human face gradually appeared on the garbage bag. The mouth of the human face closed and opened, as if breathing or talking.

Xiang Yong slammed the lid shut, panting heavily.

He closed his eyes and kept telling himself, "There are no ghosts, no ghosts, no ghosts in this world."

He opened the lid of the trash can again, and the plastic bags were tightly packed together without any abnormality. The face just now must be an illusion produced by himself.

As if discouraged, Xiang Yong walked back to the dormitory hunched over.

The dormitory that was once noisy and full of playfulness was too quiet tonight, and the two so-called good brothers looked at him with disgust and rejection in their eyes.

He felt extremely uncomfortable. He had never known how it felt to be isolated.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, and looked up at the transfer student on the upper bunk. Chen Ling was lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, and the poker bridge game that others avoided didn't seem to have any effect on him.

Xiang Yong frowned, walked over, grabbed the edge of the upper bunk with both hands, and asked, "Hey, aren't you afraid?"

Chen Ling Selective deafness.

Xiang Yong pursed his lips, and said again: "Chen Ling, I'm sorry just now."

Chen Ling opened his eyes and sat up.

The young man's hair was disheveled, his curled eyelashes were half down, he yawned, and the corners of his eyes glistened a little, "Soldiers come to cover up the water and soil, are you afraid that things won't happen?"

Chen Ling thought for a while, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Maybe Zhou Yuanxin just couldn't see you laughing at the new classmates, and didn't really want to do anything to you?"

"Really, really?" Xiang Yong stuttered happily because of this possibility, he was really relieved, thanked him for the comfort, and went back to his bed with ease.

When 10:30 arrives, there is no need to turn off the lights, and the entire dormitory building will be powered off.

When the darkness came, Xiang Yong became frightened again, but on a hot day, he wrapped the quilt tightly, and refused to show his arms and legs even though he was sweating profusely.

In a daze, he fell asleep.

Half-dream and half-awake, he was woken up by the heat, and the strong drowsiness made him temporarily forget the fear before going to bed, and he pulled the quilt under him forcefully.

The biting coolness instantly wrapped his hands and feet, stimulating him to open his eyes immediately.

I don't know when there was a figure beside the bed, that person stood upright in front of the bed, staring at him with his head down.

Xiang Yong wanted to yell loudly, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to thump a few times to wake up the person on the upper bunk, but he couldn't move.

The dark figure moved suddenly, he bent down, and brought his face close to Xiang Yong's eyes, his bulging red eyes would fall out of their sockets at any moment.

He didn't do any harm, he just put a piece of square paper on Xiang Yong's bedside.

Xiang Yong was so frightened that his heart almost stopped, his whole body twitched uncontrollably, his eyes turned black, and his ears heard sharp ringing.

When the eyes were clear again, the figure had disappeared.

He turned over and got up, took out the flashlight from under the pillow and shone it, and the four of spades came back.

Xiang Yong leaned limply against the wall, holding his chest like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, savoring the luck of brushing shoulders with death.

When the other party brought his face closer, he could see clearly that it was a swollen face that belonged to Zhou Yuanxin.

Xiang Yong was glad that he had never really bullied Zhou Yuanxin, otherwise he would have been strangled to death just now, and he was also afraid of his malicious words and deeds towards Chen Ling before going to bed.

In the second half of the night that followed, he never fell asleep again.

As soon as the day dawned, he quickly got up to wash up, and ran to the cafeteria to buy breakfast for Chen Ling, hoping to leave a good impression on Zhou Yuanxin, so that he would stop frightening himself in the middle of the night.

When he returned, Chen Ling was standing beside his bed, holding the four of spades in his hand.

"Your playing cards have changed." Chen Ling turned the playing cards over to the back, with He Jiajun's name written on it in red blood.

The strong stench on the playing cards made people frightened. The other two roommates were far away from each other, and they didn't dare to get close to watch the excitement.

Chen Ling handed the playing card to Xiang Yong: "This card has become He Jiajun's."

Xiang Yong held the card tightly, his eyes were wet with joy, and he didn't dislike the dried blood on the back at all.

At noon that day, he went out over the wall and sent the playing cards to the hospital where He Jiajun was.

He Jiajun's parents are busy people. After the son woke up from the coma, they went back to the company to handle their work, leaving a hired nurse to take care of them.

When Xiang Yong arrived, he put down his poker cards and left without saying a word.

He Jiajun's hand with a plaster cast fell on his chest, it was inconvenient for him to run, and he couldn't catch up with others no matter what.

The nurse was afraid that he would hurt herself and be blamed by the employer, so she followed behind panting, telling him not to chase.

He Jiajun didn't expect that he would be unable to escape Zhou Yuanxin's curse even after he left the school. Impatient, he raised his left hand and waved the nurse away: "Get lost!"

The nurse was a middle-aged woman in her 40s, with a thin body. After being waved by him, she staggered backwards, hit the wall, and hissed in pain.

He Jiajun didn't even look at it, and returned to the ward with a gloomy face.

He sat on the bedside, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he picked up his mobile phone and called one of his father's subordinates.

Sooner or later, the He family's property would fall into the young master's hands. The subordinate answered the phone very obsequiously. After listening to He Jiajun's instructions, he immediately promised to complete the task well.

Half an hour later, a few hooligans climbed in from the back wall and brought a gasoline can and a lighter to the tree where Zhou Yuanxin hanged himself.

They knew that people had been hanged in this place, so they brought a bunch of wormwood specially.

Wormwood is also known as Earth’s Sun, and is often used by folks to drive away ghosts and evil spirits.Isn't the young master just afraid that the hanged classmate will find him, and now he burns it with wormwood, so that no monsters and ghosts can live.

The pungent gasoline was splashed all over the trunk, and the lid of the lighter was flicked off by one of the thugs' fingers, and with the jumping flames, they were thrown together towards the big tree soaked in gasoline.

With a bang, flames quickly spread across the entire tree.

There was still more than half of gasoline in the remaining gasoline tank, which was inconvenient to carry, so they simply watered the surrounding area of ​​the big tree for double insurance.

In case the tree hadn't finished burning, the fire would be extinguished by someone.

Wu Weiwei was the first to discover the fire. He came here to patrol and wanted to take another look at the place where Zhou Yuanxin died, but he saw a large cloud of smoke, and the crackling sound of burning branches filled the air.

With the shout of "It's on fire", all the security guards on the day shift rushed out with fire extinguishers in their hands.

The fire was too big, and the foam of the fire extinguisher was useless and could not be extinguished at all.

Fortunately, the fire truck arrived quickly, and as soon as the high-pressure water gun came out, the fire was suppressed immediately, leaving behind a charred tree and a field of black and dead grass.

Chen Ling was ordered to stay in the classroom together with other students, and he couldn't go out, but he clearly felt that the Yin Qi soaked into the building, which was undetectable before, became obvious and began to flow slowly.

He couldn't sit still anymore, raised his hand and said, "Teacher, my stomach hurts."

The teacher's face was dark, and he wanted to say something like "you have too much shit and pee", but he was restrained.

After Chen Ling left, the rest of the students couldn't restrain themselves. Few of them were interested in listening to the class anymore, and they all stretched their necks to look at the place where the smoke was rising.

Chen Ling ran all the way, and when he arrived, he happened to see Wu Weiwei telling the firefighters that he had discovered the fire.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Brother Chen coming, and he sped up his speech. After finishing his sentence, he came to Chen Ling, and took out the burnt wormwood stalks from his pocket.

Chen Ling smelled it: "Ai Cao?"

Thinking of the big dog beside him, he looked back, although he didn't show too much fear, but he was very impatient, and he obviously had a big opinion on the things in his hand.

Wu Weiwei nodded, "When I arrived, the wormwood was almost burned out, and there was still a lot in the fire, the oldest bunch."

Chen Ling's face darkened, and he couldn't help swearing, "It's just that the plan can't keep up with the changes."

The matters in the school should be solved in the school, so as not to hurt the innocent and scare the timid citizens.

It's all right now, the land of nine yins has been destroyed by this fire mixed with wormwood!

Wu Weiwei didn't know about the Nine Yins, he was confused by his brother Chen's ugly face, he asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"

"Rongshen Middle School is a place of the most yin. The yin energy is pure, which can nourish the souls in it, allowing them to retain their rationality and trap them at the same time. Now, this place has been burned by the wormwood fire of the most yang. Fan Xiaozhou and Zhou Yuanxin can leave here at any time."

The Yin Qi outside is not as pure as it is here, and the hostility and evil in it will have a bad influence on the ghosts, arouse the violence in their hearts, and intensify their hatred.

Glancing at Principal Jin who was talking to the firefighters with a mournful face, Chen Ling pulled Wu Weiwei and ran away.

The two climbed into the isolation belt and stepped lightly into the Shenzhou Building. The monitoring above the ceiling was still running.

Wu Weiwei was a little worried, so he stretched out his hand to grab Chen Ling, and pointed to the rotating camera.

Chen Ling snapped his fingers, and the invisible German Shepherd appeared in front of Wu Weiwei's eyes. It looked at Chen Ling with its round eyes, and tilted its head, not understanding what its master meant.

"Like yesterday, go to the monitoring room and have a good time."

Demu was so happy to receive the order that he was going crazy, and he ran away without a trace.

The inside of the Shenzhou Tower was weirder than ever before, and the no longer calm Jiuyin Earth Qi was circulating in the air.The two went straight upstairs, and found nothing unusual except for the goosebumps on their arms stimulated by the cold air.

You can go to the sixth floor, the corridor in front of you, the floor under your feet, all become distorted.

Faces full of horror protruded from the surroundings one after another, each face opened its mouth and shouted loudly, the crying sound poured into people's ears, screaming sharply.

A huge and strong ghostly aura rushed from the other end of the corridor.

Chen Ling only had a few talismans on him, and they were all used up in a few strokes.Worried about what to do, Demu suddenly came out of the corridor with a backpack in his mouth.

When the young man took the bag, it opened its mouth and spit out the monitoring memory card inside.

Wu Weiwei was stunned, "It also recognizes memory cards, what a strange variety."

Chen Ling glanced at the German Shepherd with deep meaning, bent down, reached out and tapped its nose: "What breed are you?"

German Shepherd: "Aww."

Chen Ling: "Say."

German Shepherd: "Aww."

Chen Ling turned his head to look at Wu Weiwei, "See, the breed is called Aowu." He touched the German Shepherd's head and pinched one of its fluffy ears, "From now on, you can call it Aowu, okay?"

The German Shepherd grinned and stuck out his tongue, seemingly satisfied with the name.

The ghost energy that was temporarily blocked by the talisman paper struggled even harder, and the small barrier formed by the talisman paper had cracked a crack.

Chen Ling quickly took out the telescopic stick from his bag, broke off the stick and the handle without hesitation, and the red tassels hidden inside immediately slid out and fell to the ground.

Wu Weiwei was not idle either, he excitedly carried it with him, and took out the ink fountain wire net that was waiting to be used. With a strong shake, the black wire net unfolded, waiting to catch the prey with a strong yang energy.

The ghostly aura of being forcibly detained for eight years was unusual, and Chen Ling's cursed whip was entangled with a black smoke.

He tightened the handle of the whip in his hand, turned back and said to Wu Weiwei: "Take an exorcism talisman from my bag, light it and go forward. The bigger the fire, the stronger the yin energy. Wherever you go when the fire reaches its peak, That's where the body should be."

Wu Weiwei hurriedly picked up his brother Chen's bag, and took out things while walking.

The exorcism talisman painted by Chen Ling is powerful, and one can feel a shocking aura of gangster qi in the first hand. As it is ignited by the fire, the surrounding air makes a subtle crackling sound.

Ghost Qi sensed Wu Weiwei's intentions, and suddenly withdrew, Chen Ling was caught off guard and almost fell.

"Fan Xiaozhou!" Chen Ling shouted Fan Xiaozhou's name, the smoky ghost energy suddenly condensed, the color was thick black, and there was a rotten stench floating in the surrounding air.

Chen Ling didn't intend to hurt Fan Xiaozhou at all. He took a breath and spoke earnestly: "I'm not here to stop you from taking revenge, but I hope you can calm down first. Principal Jin suspects that someone knows the location of your body, and he has a guilty conscience." , you will tell Tao Zhiyong about this matter sooner or later, and when they come to check it together, it will not be too late for you to act."

Fan Xiaozhou's eyes were black, and her pale face remained unmoved. Obviously, she did not believe the young man's words.

She doesn't believe anyone.

I only believe that she paid wrongly with her heart back then, only believe that there are many wolf-hearted people in this world, and only believe that there is no justice in the world, otherwise why her grievances have not been washed away so far!

Agitated, she opened her mouth, which was black and empty, and the sound she made was harsh and ugly, like fingernails scraping hard on a blackboard.

Chen Ling looked around and looked for Wu Weiwei holding the talisman paper: "Hurry up!"

Fan Xiaozhou turned her head, sharp red nails grew on her pale fingers, she rushed towards Wu Weiwei, and slashed the air with her fingertips glowing with coldness and blood, causing a few more holes in Wu Weiwei's back clothes.

Hearing the tearing sound close at hand, Wu Weiwei turned his head and touched his back with his backhand, feeling scared for a while.

He looked up and saw that the curse whip in Chen Ling's hand wrapped around the female ghost's waist, restraining her attack on him.

The cold air scrambled to get in through the opening on his back, eroding the skin on his back, Wu Weiwei shuddered, and turned his gaze back to the talisman paper in his hand.

The flames were bigger than before, and the non-stop flames had already engulfed almost half of the talisman paper.

Wu Weiwei turned around and ran. The further he went, the higher the flames rose. Seeing that the talisman paper was about to be burned, the fire suddenly weakened.

He took a step back, and the flames rose immediately.

This is gone, right?

Wu Weiwei didn't dare to run with big strides anymore, he put down his pace, backed up little by little, backed up again, after repeated tests, he confirmed that the body should be in the wall next to the window!

Fan Xiaozhou was extremely powerful, blood and tears gradually welled up in his blood red eyes, black veins were exposed near the corners of his eyes, and a shrill cry burst out from his empty mouth.

Chen Ling's hands and arms were strangled with red marks, and his steady lower body gradually lost to the opponent's strength, and he was dragged on the ground to move slightly.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, De Mu rushed forward, bit the young man's trousers and dragged him back.

Chen Ling, who was already at a disadvantage, instantly drew with Fan Xiaozhou.

Taking advantage of the time when the red-clothed ghost was restrained, he bit his finger, formed a seal in the air, his lips moved, and spells were clearly revealed from between his lips and teeth.

With the end of the spell, Chen Ling tapped four times in the void as the end of the talisman.

There was no reaction in the air, and nothing resembling a talisman appeared, until the seal of Huangshen Yuezhang was also stained with middle finger blood and fell under the talisman.

The pale golden talismans leaped in the air, looming and disappearing at any moment.

Chen Ling punched out the spell, like a dense net, tightly wrapped Fan Xiaozhou in it.

His fingertips were hot and wet to the touch.

Looking down, it was Demu sticking out his tongue, licking his fingers with relish.

Chen Ling didn't have the time to discern what was wrong with its eyes. After all, his morality was a little low, and he couldn't keep the talismans produced by the essence and blood for too long.

He put away the curse whip and wrapped it around his waist, and shouted at Wu Weiwei: "Go to the front and cancel the anti-axe, quick!"

There is a fire box at each end of the corridor, which contains a water gun, a fire extinguisher, a fire hammer and a fire axe.

Chen Ling picked up the broken window hammer on the side of the box and smashed it hard, and the glass of the fire box immediately burst into spider webs.

With a crash, his elbow slammed into the glass with force, and his skin brushed the sharp glass to take out the fire axe.

The all-evil talisman drawn by the essence and blood gradually became unstable. Chen Ling ran to the hiding place of the corpse, and with all his strength, he picked up the ax and slammed it against the wall.