"For me?"
Tang Siping sneered. He did not loosen his hand holding the knife. Instead, he pushed it forward, his face showing a bit of ferocity. "You can be so cruel as to kill my wife just for me?! You lunatic, devil, monster!"
"You disregarded human life and kept saying that you did it for love, but in fact you only did it to satisfy your own selfish desires! Do you dare to say that you have never hurt anyone before? Where did the six gnawed bones in Xiushui City come from?!"
"Your heart is uglier than your appearance!"
Tang Siping pulled out the sashimi knife, and the wound on Xiaoyang's chest began to ooze out a sticky dark green liquid.
Xiao Yang felt no pain, her mind was filled with the word ugly. She screamed and covered her face with her ten fingers, her body curled up into a ball, "I'm not ugly, I'm not ugly! I want to eat people, I want human skin, I want human skin!"
Tang Siping stood still, his eyes wandering, unable to find the focus.
Everything before my eyes seemed like a dream, a nightmare.
In the dream, his wife was still there. As long as he pushed open the small door to the backyard, he could see her back in a dress with her hair casually tied up.
She was holding a freshly cut branch in her hand and turned to give him a gentle smile.
In the room on the second floor, Tongtong was lying on the windowsill, looking down and shouting, "Dad."
But in the blink of an eye, the fantasy dissipated and the nightmare became reality.
The hatred that was surging in Tang Siping's chest suddenly disappeared, leaving only powerless pain, and irreparable unwillingness and resentment.
He wiped his face, barely supported his back, and walked away extremely slowly, step by step.
It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his hunched back. The mountain was so heavy that it tried to crush him completely.
Xiao Yang was still screaming madly on the ground. Tang Siping's words had caused her so much pain that it just hit her most painful spot.
It is obvious that mountain spirits were born from the essence of the mountains and are the essence of all things, but they did not inherit the vigor, tenderness, and bright colors of plants. Instead, they are extremely ugly, and even their voices are sharp and rough.
Chen Ling bent down to pick up the knife, his face calm, "You've been acting so much that you've forgotten your true identity. Love in the world is not so twisted and superficial, nor is it so selfish and vicious."
Xiao Yang raised her head suddenly. She still had the strength to continue fighting. The nails of her ten fingers suddenly stretched out, and her fingers turned into vines, stabbing quickly towards the young man's stomach.
Chen Ling rested for a while and felt his body recovered. He turned his wrist and used the sashimi knife to cut off Xiao Yang's finger neatly.
He threw the knife up, held it, stepped on Xiaoyang's shoulder, pressed him to the ground, raised it and stabbed it towards Xiaoyang's forehead.
The tip of the knife sank in, and the face formed by countless tiny, uneven tree roots began to crack. With the center of the eyebrows as the center, dark green liquid flowed out from the cracks in the skin.
Xiao Yang's eyes widened and opened until they burst. She opened her mouth and screamed, and the sound echoed throughout the forest. As the corners of her mouth widened, the entire piece of skin on her face almost slid off her face and fell to the ground, melting into juice and seeping into the soil along with the sticky liquid.
The thunderclouds in the sky dispersed unconsciously, and the moonlight poured down, covering all things in the forest.
As Xiaoyang's body completely melted, the cries floating in the mountains and forests continued, echoing again and again. Thousands of birds were startled and flew around in panic. The trees that had been injured by Jiang Yu's bloody evil spirit before began to rejuvenate. The tree trunks that were reduced to ashes quickly sprouted and a little new green appeared.
The crushed and chopped Phalaenopsis, with rhizomes extending from the flower stems, entangled around the scattered bones, presents a strange beauty.
The ugliness in Xiaoyang's heart did not pollute her own pure essence. The huge amount of nutrients nourished Sifang Mountain, making the withered flowers and plants come back to life and the already lush trees become even greener.
The knife in Chen Ling's hand pierced through Xiao Yang's eyebrows and went straight into the soil.
He tightened his five fingers and tried to pull out the sashimi knife. As soon as he exerted force, he felt dizzy, his limbs and veins ached like a piercing pain, and his vision went black.
Jiang Yu reached out and held the man in his arms, his cold palm covering the young man's forehead. The coolness adhered to his skin and penetrated into his lungs, and the burning sensation and pain began to subside.
But Chen Ling still couldn't stand steadily, and as soon as he tried to stand up, his body started to hurt again.
He felt like he was going to fail.
Jiang Yu took the knife from the young man and threw it to Wu Weiwei: "Let's go."
Li Hongyu glanced at the bones scattered on the ground and took out his cell phone to call someone to clean up the mess, only then did he remember his senior brother who had disappeared.
He frowned and asked, "Did you see my two brothers when you left the office building?"
Wu Weiwei recalled: "Before Brother Chen and Brother Jiang and I arrived at the villa, I seemed to see the two of them standing behind Mr. Tang, but I don't know what happened afterwards."
The fat and thin brothers were not idle either. After driving the employees away, they returned upstairs to search for anyone they had missed, and indeed found a few people who were drunk and unconscious.
The alcohol paralyzed the nerves and they couldn't wake the person up no matter what, so the two of them could only stay there.
Who knew that when they were halfway through the defense, two walking skeletons came.
They remained calm and rolled up their sleeves to get to work. Unfortunately, they couldn't find any knives in the dormitory. They worked hard for a long time before they found the skeleton's weakness and got rid of it.
The fat senior brother was very strong and he went up and down the stairs three times before he carried the five drunkards down. As soon as he stood still, he witnessed five directions of lightning coming one after another and was stunned.
The thin senior brother was weak and was already out of breath just by helping to clean up the mess. He accompanied the fat senior brother to finish watching the Five Thunders, patted him on the shoulder, and admired him sincerely: "Our Hongyu is really amazing. He is only twenty-two years old, but he can actually use the Five Thunders Talisman. If the temple master knew about this, he would be so happy that he couldn't stop smiling."
"That's right." The fat brother's soft flesh was no longer tense, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Hongyu has been more talented than us since he was a child. According to this trend, he should be promoted to a regular team leader soon."
"Hey, we will be the senior brothers who are the team leaders from now on."
The two were thinking happily, and soon they saw a tall and handsome man walking towards them from a distance, carrying the young man named Chen on his back.
Actually, Chen Ling didn't want to carry it on his back as it was too embarrassing, but the old man was very stubborn and he didn't know what method he used, but he just pinched the back of his neck lightly and his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
Fortunately, the ancestor caught me with one hand and threw me on his back.
Chen Ling hugged Jiang Yu's neck awkwardly, and clamped his legs around his thin waist. In order to avoid more contact, the young man tried to raise his neck. From a distance, he saw the fat and thin senior brothers who were guarding several drunk employees.
Li Hongyu, who was following behind, was relieved to see that his senior brothers were safe and sound. The two senior brothers usually worked as civilians and rarely went out on field missions, whether in the Special Investigation Department or in Qingxuan Temple.
I don’t know what happened this time, but the higher-ups actually sent these two here.
According to common sense, it shouldn't be arranged like this.
Li Hongyu was confused but didn't show it on his face. He ran forward to inquire about the situation.
After the fat senior brother explained the situation, he pinched his sore arm and complained, "I don't know how much these guys drank. When we were evacuating people, we made such a loud noise but we couldn't wake them up. When I carried the little guy downstairs, he almost vomited all over me."
Li Hongyu: "Where did you find them?"
"In the bathroom." The thin brother pointed at a drunk and said, "But this one is the most amazing. I found it under the bed."
Wu Weiwei: "Alas, drinking alcohol can cause trouble, so you must limit your intake and don't drink too much."
He looked around but didn't see the little weasel. "Did you two see a weasel?"
"I've never seen one." The fat and thin brothers didn't know that they also brought weasels. One of them was surprised and said, "Why did you bring weasels? Are they wild or captive? Weasels are listed as beneficial and economically valuable animals by the Forestry Bureau. If they are wild animals, it is illegal."
Li Hongyu said calmly: "It's Wong Tai Sin."
The fat and thin brothers said “Ah” in unison, “This…” They were speechless, not knowing what to say.
Chen Ling's neck had been stiff all the way, but he finally couldn't hold it anymore. He compromised and put his chin on the man's shoulder, explaining weakly: "Don't worry, we will control it well and won't let it hurt anyone."
The junior brother, who is the leader of a group in the Special Investigation Department, didn't say anything, so they had no right to say anything. The two brothers nodded reluctantly and said nothing more.
Wu Weiwei first ran upstairs and shouted, but found no trace of Wong Tai Sin, so he had to go back downstairs and look for him in the nearby woods.
Seeing that he had searched almost everywhere nearby but still couldn't find the little guy, Chen Ling said, "It must have been scared by the previous thunder and lightning."
"That's troublesome. Sifang Mountain is so big, who knows where he will hide?" Wu Weiwei was so anxious that he grabbed his hair. The two rookies should depend on each other. Although they are of different species, he has already regarded Wong Tai Sin as a good brother who will make progress together.
Chen Ling had no choice. He was already very exhausted and couldn't use talismans to seek help from the immortal.
His eyes dropped, his gaze fixed on the man's shoulder below him. He tried to lean forward, his lips behind Jiang Yu's ear, "Can you find it?"
The young man's breath was warm and gentle, and Jiang Yu felt his ears itchy. He pursed his lips calmly and said, "In the doghouse."
The doghouse is in the small garden behind the Tang family villa.
When Wu Weiwei arrived, the weasel was huddled together with the golden retriever, with its head shamelessly buried in the big dog's soft belly covered with fur, its butt sticking out, its tail curled up under its legs, and it was shivering.
The big golden retriever is not much better.
Animals are naturally sensitive to danger. In the past, it pretended to sleep in the middle of the night out of fear, because it knew that Xiaoyang would go out to look for food at night. No matter how the owner called out to it, it would remain motionless.
Today, not only did monsters appear, but a huge thunder also fell from the sky, almost splitting the mountain apart.
Hearing the footsteps approaching, it whimpered and curled up its body into a ball.
The little weasel followed its pace and tried even harder to get into the big dog's arms.
When only the tip of its tail was left outside, a familiar voice came: "Great Immortal, it's out. Xiaoyang was beaten to death by Brother Chen and his men."
The weasel carefully moved its head out from the golden retriever's belly, and when it saw that it was really Wu Weiwei, it regained its vitality in a second, jumped onto Wu Weiwei's shoulder at the fastest speed, hugged his neck, and rubbed the other's jaw with its head again and again.
The golden retriever hugged its head with its two paws, and without hearing the weasel's tragic cry, it quietly took one of its paws away.
After making sure that the person squatting outside the doghouse was a human and not a scary monster, it crawled out of the doghouse, stuck out its tongue and wagged its tail at Wu Weiwei.
Wu Weiwei patted its head, picked up the dog leash that was dragging on the ground, and took the dog away.
When they returned to the office building of Sifang Greening, the people Li Hongyu called for aftermath had already arrived. These people belonged to the fourth group of the Special Investigation Department and were responsible for logistics work.
Men in suits, sunglasses and white gloves, each holding a ceramic jar, walked deep into the woods, picked up the remains entangled by the roots of the Phalaenopsis orchid and threw them into the jar.
Chen Ling was very curious about the Special Investigation Department's style of work. He stretched out his arm to scratch Daxian's little head and asked Wu Weiwei: "Does the Special Investigation Department have to wear uniform clothes?"
Wu Weiwei curled his lips: "Yeah, I heard that if you don't wear it, you will be fined."
"So strict." Chen Ling watched those people gradually disappear into the forest. "Is this department responsible for the aftermath? They have all the tools in their hands and they look very skilled."
Wu Weiwei was not quite sure either. He wanted to ask Li Hongyu, but he couldn't do it because of his pride. He moved his mouth a few times and finally shouted from a distance, calling the person over.
After hearing the question, Li Hongyu did not hide it. "The Special Investigation Department has a total of five groups. Groups one, two and three are mainly responsible for case handling. Group four is logistics, responsible for preliminary investigations and aftermath. Group five is a mobile group, ready to support other groups at any time."
Chen Ling nodded in agreement. It sounded more formal than their Yuheshan Cemetery Company. At least in terms of staffing, the Special Investigation Department was far ahead of them.
There is still a long way to go in development and we need to work harder.
There were a total of 32 bodies inside and outside the woods. Upon closer inspection, almost every one of them had teeth marks on it. Four teams of people stacked the cans and put them in the trunk of the car, securing them with special tools to prevent them from collapsing.
The leader of Group 4 took off his white gloves and walked up to Li Hongyu. "We have finished collecting the bones. Do you want to concentrate on praying for the souls of the deceased, or find a cemetery to bury them?"
Li Hongyu looked towards Chen Ling, and Chen Ling turned his face away, pretending not to hear or see anything.
"These people died suddenly, and there is almost no resentment or negative energy left. It is better to take them back and pray for their souls to be reborn." Li Hongyu was worried. With more than 30 skeletons, where should he bury them
Money, money, money, all money.
The fourth team leader obviously also knew the difficulties of their unit and sighed, "Then I will leave first."
Li Hongyu nodded, suppressing his embarrassment and speaking: "Your Yuhe Mountain is quite large, so it should be able to bury thirty-two skeletons..."
Chen Ling yawned, leaned his face on Jiang Yu's shoulder, and said in a pretentious manner: "I'm so sleepy."
Yuheshan is not a charity organization. Even if he agrees to bury the dead for free and does not charge for the cemetery, how will the management fees and the offerings during festivals be calculated? It would have been fine if Yuheshan had the final say. He tightened his belt and did good deeds, which was considered a good deed for himself.
But things are different now. After Hengjiang Group injected capital, Yuhe Mountain no longer belongs to him alone.
Chen Ling retracted his arm and asked the old ancestor in a low voice: "Jiang Yu, please give me some advice. You are the big money sponsor of Yuhe Mountain."
Jiang Yu said in a businesslike manner: "Incinerate the ashes first, then choose between pagoda burial and environmental burial."
Pagoda burial does not require an urn. Instead, the ashes need to be mixed with flowers and placed in a stone pagoda standing on the ground, allowing the deceased to get close to nature and return to nature.
Environmentally friendly burials require the use of biodegradable urns, which are buried under trees or in the grass. Of course, there are more convenient and economical ways, which do not require urns, and directly scatter the ashes among flowers and plants, allowing them to serve as natural nutrients. Below this, there is also flower burial, which is to add flowers and flower seeds to the ashes and scatter them in the soil.
Both of these are burial methods that have become popular in recent years. They take up little space, are low in price, but not many people can accept them.
Ninety-nine percent of people can only accept traditional funeral methods.
Li Hongyu thought for a moment, "Let me think about it. If these skeletons cannot be claimed by their families like the previous one, we can bury them in a pagoda."
"But we don't have a tower burial area in Yuhe Mountain." Chen Ling whispered.
Jiang Yu tilted his head and put his cheek against the young man's temple. "I've seen the design drawings of Yuhe Mountain. Just replace the decorative stone tower with a hollow tower." After a pause, the man continued, "It can help you accumulate some merit."
This method can be said to be beneficial to both parties. Chen Ling had no objection, so he shut up, closed his eyes and rested.
Jiang Yu knew that he had consumed too much energy today, so he continued to rest. He raised his chin towards Wu Weiwei and signaled, "You go drive."
"Okay." After receiving the order, Wu Weiwei did not dare to delay at all. He stuffed the little weasel into his schoolbag, took the big golden retriever and ran away.
After the car drove over, Jiang Yu put Chen Ling in the back seat first, and then went around to the other side to get in. Li Hongyu could only sit in the front passenger seat and squeeze together with the golden retriever.
The car started and drove along the only asphalt road connecting to the outside world, and Tang Siping's figure was found on the roadside.
Hearing the horn, Tang Siping lowered his head and rubbed his face with both hands, then stood up tiredly. Seeing that the masters were about to leave, he perked up a little.
"Master Chen, what happened?" He walked to the back seat window and was shocked to see Chen Ling, who was half-dead with his eyes closed.
"I'm a little tired, I just need to take a rest." Chen Ling opened his eyes, but he couldn't straighten his back as if he had rickets, and half-leaned on the window. "The remains have been picked up, and there won't be any monsters in Sifang Mountain anymore. But I'm afraid that the employees may need your help, Mr. Tang, to comfort them."
"No problem, no problem." There are so many employees in the company waiting for him, and Tongtong doesn't know what the situation is now, so he can't fall down.
Tang Siping gave himself a shot of cardiotonic. His lips moved as he asked in a sad tone, "Master Chen, what about my wife's remains? Are they still there?"
After hesitating for a while, Chen Ling decided to tell him the truth, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Tang's body has sunk into the soil along with Xiao Yang."
Seeing Tang Siping's body swaying, he felt a little reluctant, "Mr. Tang, I am sorry for your loss."
Tang Siping gave a forced smile, "You are tired too, go back and rest first. I will personally deliver the reward later."
"No rush." Chen Ling said, and yawned before his lips closed.
He pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly and asked Wu Weiwei to put the golden retriever down. "Then we'll leave first."
Tang Siping, holding the big dog that kept wagging its tail, stepped back and watched the black car pass by.
The brief sentence the young man just said was still lingering in his mind. He knew every word, but they became blurry when they reappeared in his mind. His brain was buzzing, his eye sockets were hot, and his whole heart was aching.
He squatted down, holding his chest, and the tears he had been holding back fell down and hit the ground. The golden retriever whimpered in bewilderment, and kept rubbing the top of his owner's head with the tip of his nose.
"Dad..." came a weak voice.
Tang Siping suddenly looked up, his red eyes staring straight ahead. The security guard was walking towards him with Tongtong, who had woken up.
The child was completely different from before. His empty eyes were now sparkling, and his pale face had a rosy complexion. He ran very fast with his short legs, but he missed a step while running and almost fell.
He didn't stop, but opened his arms, and when he got close, he suddenly jumped up.
Tang Siping stood up hurriedly, bent down and caught the child.
Tongtong hugged Tang Siping's neck tightly with both hands, and looked timidly in the direction of the greening area. He didn't know what he remembered, but he shrank back in fear and asked for help in a voice as small as a mosquito: "Dad... Dad..."
The sky was dim, and the cool breeze unique to the summer morning blew in from the window.
Wu Weiwei felt refreshed and drove more steadily. He turned the steering wheel and continued driving along the mountain road. In just ten minutes, he arrived at the gate of the courtyard.
Zhao Xunchang was still sleeping in, but the purple-blue parrot had already woken up. It restlessly squeezed its head out from the crack in the door, wanting to eat the remaining Red Fuji apples from yesterday on the parrot shelf.
Chen Ling tried hard to hold open his sleepy eyelids, dragged his feet back to the room, and fell asleep.
His aching body was soothed by the soft mattress, but his mind became even more dizzy. The darkness that occasionally appeared in front of his eyes was like a huge curtain that was pulled open, covering his entire field of vision.
The voices in the yard, the parrot's repeated "go home, go home", everything fell silent when it reached his ears.
Jiang Yu walked in, pulled up the thin blanket to cover the young man's stomach, then pinched his arm and lifted him up.
The wound on the outside of his arm had scabbed over again. He leaned over and licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue. The dried blood spread out and was sucked into his mouth.
Wu Weiwei didn't know that his brother Chen had already fallen asleep, so he foolishly came over with the weasel in his arms, wanting to ask if he wanted to eat something, after all, it was morning already.
The result was a shocking scene.
Jiang Yu raised his head when he heard the noise, retracted his tongue, and there was a little blood on his lower lip.
His face was calm, and he didn't feel guilty about being caught doing something bad. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"
Wu Weiwei was stunned, stood still like a wooden stick for a few seconds, shook his head, said nothing, and turned away in a daze.
He looked dazed, his mind full of question marks: What did I just see
Curiosity is a good thing, everyone has it, and Wu Weiwei certainly has it. He tiptoed back, leaned against the wall, and poked his head out furtively.
In the room, Jiang Yu had sat up again, rubbing his thumb on the young man's arm, which had completely healed.
Wu Weiwei's pounding heart finally calmed down. Oh, it turned out that he was healing.
But this method is too weird. I have never heard of using the tongue to lick while using a spell to stop bleeding and heal wounds!