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The bizarre hijacking incident involving the Vegetable Tyrant Group ultimately fizzled out.

The only unlucky individuals were the managers of the various vegetable markets.

Almost all of these people were swept away in one fell swoop.

Very few managed to escape the net.

During the days of handling the case, Cheng Han had heard the phrase "Cai Ren, I f*** your mother" so many times that his ears were about to develop calluses.

These managers couldn't understand why Cai Ren would abandon his comfortable position as a vegetable tyrant and instead gather a crowd to attack a transcendent organization.

Of course.

The managers were even more unaware that Patrol Chief Cheng, who was constantly wandering around in front of them, was the real culprit behind their imprisonment.

The Arbitration Department's verdict came down the next day.

Colluding with vegetable tyrants, abusing authority, and other charges were combined, and even the manager with the lightest offense faced an eight-year prison sentence.

Cheng Han chuckled to himself at this.

Although the managers were just small fries, they had a significant impact on the lives of ordinary people, and since Cai Ren had run into the muzzle of a gun, he took the opportunity to throw these people into the pit.

They've been eating too much dirty money!

Who else should I screw over if not you?

*

Two days passed in a hurry.

Cheng Han ushered in the day of his move.

The residence provided by the Black Armor Army after the last Ice魅 incident was finally renovated.

He had visited it once and was quite satisfied.

The house had a total area of over one hundred square meters, with a large yard of eighty square meters in the back, inside which a new beast pen had been built.

Early in the morning.

Cheng Han heard a knock on the door.

"Dong! Dong!"

He opened the door and immediately saw Qian Qingqing's flower-like smiling face.

The little girl had inquired about the moving date several times and knew it in great detail.

Cheng Han was slightly surprised: "Why are you so early?"

It was not yet eight o'clock, which was indeed a bit too early.

Qian Qingqing did not answer, but simply made a gesture: "Let's go!"

Cheng Han was a little confused: "Where to?"

The little girl smiled: "Your new home."

She immediately revealed the reason: "The most important thing about moving into a new home is 'warding off evil spirits and entering the house'. The 'warding bed' has already been delivered to your doorstep, just waiting for you to carry it into the house."

Cheng Han suddenly understood.

"Warding off evil spirits and entering the house" is a traditional custom in this world. The first piece of furniture to be moved into a new home must be a "warding bed", and the owner must carry it across the threshold first.

The general public firmly believes that only in this way will the new home be less likely to attract strange phenomena.

Overall.

This is not essentially different from burning incense and worshiping Buddha in another time and space.

Cheng Han naturally knew that the "warding bed" the little girl was talking about was undoubtedly a moving gift specially given by her family.

With the Qian family's wealth, it was probably a high-end item worth at least one gold coin.

He thought for a moment and said: "I'll first…"

Before he could finish speaking.

He was interrupted.

Qian Qingqing grabbed his right arm and urged: "Don't dawdle, let's go!"

The little girl took the opportunity to hook his arm, just like a female companion hooking a male companion.

Her movements were a little stiff, and a blush floated on her pretty face, indicating that this was the first time she had treated a male of the same age in this way.

But the little girl held on tightly and had no intention of letting go.

Cheng Han had no choice but to say: "Alright."

Qian Qingqing smiled happily: "The sooner we move, the sooner we can live in it."

At the entrance of the neighborhood.

Qian Yiqing stood in front of the crystal energy car, took the initiative to open the car door, and posed as a driver: "Please get in, both of you."

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

Old Qian, do you have to go this far?

He didn't need to deduce to know that Madam Qian was definitely waiting at the new house, having made all the preparations for warding off evil spirits and entering the house.

He didn't have to worry about anything, just symbolically lift the warding bed.

Alas!

The debt of gratitude to this family is growing more and more.

*

Ten minutes later.

The new home had arrived.

Cheng Han's premonition was confirmed.

The front of the residence was cleaned spotlessly, and a warding bed that looked very expensive was placed at the front door.

The door was pasted with a beautiful "New House Congratulations Picture", and eight pots of "Peaceful House Wood" plants, symbolizing "family peace", were placed on both sides.

Six strong men in neat uniforms stood quietly beside, obviously movers specially hired by the Qian family.

This scene, from any angle, could not be described as "not decent".

Madam Qian was dressed up and said with a smile: "Cheng Han, you are usually too busy with official duties. For such a small matter, we, as elders, should help you take care of it."

Cheng Han sighed inwardly and responded with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie."

According to tradition, warding off evil spirits and entering the house is usually presided over by elders. Moving into a new home quietly by oneself does indeed seem a bit lonely in the eyes of others.

Qian Yiqing and his wife took the initiative to take over this matter, which was indeed a kindness.

Madam Qian was a decisive person and immediately said: "Since everyone is here, let's begin."

Cheng Han nodded: "Okay!"

He stepped forward and opened the door with the key.

The couple stood on both sides and slowly pushed open the door together.

This was the first step of the ritual - elders inviting the door.

Qian Qingqing brought over a silver basin, which contained half a basin of clear water, with colorful petals floating on the surface.

Cheng Han took a silver spoon, scooped two spoons of clear water, and splashed them on the ground inside the door.

This was the second step - washing away the dust and welcoming the owner.

Originally, he had a normal attitude towards moving into a new home, but after this set of rituals, he suddenly felt a strange sense of belonging.

"Lift!"

Accompanied by a unified shout, six strong men carried up the warding bed.

Cheng Han only needed to extend one hand, press on the edge of the warding bed, and take the first step into the door, without spending any effort at all.

This was the last step - warding off evil spirits and entering the house.

At this point.

This short ritual came to an end.

At this moment.

A burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door.

A familiar voice came over: "Cheng Han, you little brat, you didn't even say a word when you moved into your new home. Principal Yan and Principal Jinglong bought you a warding bed."

It was Yan Dongting, the vice principal of the Fifteenth Middle School.

Gu Jinglong's voice followed: "We two specially came to the warding off evil spirits and entering the house ceremony today…"

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

Obviously.

The two vice principals finally realized that the situation seemed a little off.

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

Qian Yiqing and his wife had extremely subtle expressions.

The little girl couldn't help but want to laugh.

Madam Qian said in a low voice: "This house has three bedrooms."

Qian Yiqing echoed: "Let's do the ritual again."

Cheng Han sighed: "It can only be done this way."

He felt both amused and annoyed. What was all this about?

*

Ten minutes later.

Cheng Han was even more speechless.

Liu Yidao came with a group of people, carrying the third warding bed.

Yan Dongting and Gu Jinglong stood at the door with strange expressions on their faces.

Liu Yidao was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted: "You've already sent a warding bed?"

Yan Dongting "hehe" smiled: "You are the third."

Liu Yidao's expression was wonderful.

Cheng Han sighed a long sigh.

I'm just moving, why do I have to do the ritual three times?

*

Not long after.

Liu Yidao said goodbye and left.

He walked to the entrance of the neighborhood and ran into another group of people.

The leader was Yu Xianglong, the deputy director of the Patrol Department.

Behind him was a delicate and pretty girl.

Liu, the squad leader, recognized her at a glance. This girl was the director Yu's beautiful niece.

Squad Leader Liu sighed in his heart.

Sending a bed and arranging a blind date at the same time, the director knows how to play!

When the two sides met, they all stared at each other with wide eyes.

Yu Xianglong had a premonition and asked hesitantly: "Old Liu, you wouldn't have already sent a warding bed, would you?"

Liu Yidao's tone was full of sympathy: "Director, there's no room for any more beds in Cheng Han's new house."

All three bedrooms were occupied, and there was really no room for a fourth bed.

"Ah?"

Yu Xianglong was dumbfounded.

He had specially gotten up early, but he didn't expect so many people to be earlier than him.

And there were three groups of people!

Yu Xianglong stood in place for a moment, then waved his hand with a dark face: "Take the bed back!"

*

Afternoon.

Cheng Han went to the Spirit Feather Chamber of Commerce with the little girl to choose a feather beast.

Now that he had moved into a new home, it was time to buy back the dinosaur mount.

A beautiful female guide of the Chamber of Commerce introduced diligently: "Mr. Cheng, among all the beast-taming chambers of commerce in Qinglin City, the feather beasts trained by our Chamber of Commerce have the highest degree of obedience…"

Cheng Han listened to the explanation absentmindedly, his eyes scanning the feather beasts in the beast pen.

Qian Qingqing peeked at the guide's chest, feeling quite envious in her heart.

"Ang! Ang!"

The cries of the feather beasts rose and fell.

Their intelligence was not low. They knew that this was a buyer choosing a mount, and their eyes were full of curiosity as they looked over.

The female guide babbled for a while and suggested: "Mr. Cheng, I suggest you choose a docile female feather beast. We will provide a free three-day riding course."

In this woman's eyes, this young man was so young that he had probably never ridden a feather beast.

And for such a novice, docility was the most important consideration, which could also minimize the occurrence of accidents.

Cheng Han blinked his eyes.

In front of the Spirit Control Profound Seal, were there any feather beasts in the world that were not docile?

He only wanted to pick a feather beast with a high natural spirituality, because the higher the spirituality, the better the effect of the Profound Seal's transformation.

It was a pity that none of the feather beasts within his sight met the requirements.

The female guide observed his expression and asked: "Mr. Cheng, do you have any additional requirements for the feather beast?"

Cheng Han asked: "Does your Chamber of Commerce have any particularly special feather beasts?"

The female guide was a little confused: "What do you mean by special, specifically?"

Cheng Han thought for a moment and decided to demonstrate.

He looked around, his mind connected to the Source Sense Seal, and he shouted softly: "Sit!"

His voice contained a mysterious power.

The female guide only felt a blur in her mind and involuntarily bent her knees, wanting to sit down.

Qian Qingqing was the same.

Cheng Han quickly poked out two fingers and pointed them at the shoulders of the two women, helping them resist the mental influence.

And within a radius of twenty meters.

More than a dozen feather beasts squatted on the ground in unison.

This was the twelfth style of the Nine Yuan Strengthening Body Style - the Spirit Communication Style.

The so-called "spirit communication" meant understanding the meaning of spirituality. Specifically, it meant using the mysteries of communication at the spiritual level to achieve certain purposes.

In fact.

With Cheng Han's strength, it was not difficult to control the target of the Spirit Communication Style's influence at all.

But he had only started practicing this style a few days ago, and it was really an exaggeration to be able to achieve precise control so quickly.

To give an example, among the patrol chiefs who had mastered this style in the Sixth哨所, it generally took more than a year to do so.

Cheng Han said calmly: "The feather beast that did not sit down is a special feather beast."

The female guide came back to her senses, looked around at the quiet beast pen, her eyes full of shock.

At the same time, she also felt a trace of shame in her heart. She thought the other party was just a rookie, but she didn't know that he was such a powerful expert.

Qian Qingqing's eyes were filled with undisguised admiration.

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