MTL - Best Son-in-law

"Sorry, we have done our best, let's prepare for the funeral."

The voice of the doctor outside the ward was very soft, but Lin Yu on the bed could hear it clearly.

Maybe even the hearing becomes extremely sensitive before death, especially when the mother's cry is extremely sharp.

Lin Yu was not the first to give his life for righteousness. He didn't regret it, but felt sorry for his mother.

His father died early, and his mother dragged him with one hand. He didn't know how much he had suffered. Now he was admitted to the Qinghai People's Hospital with excellent grades. Life with his mother was about to brighten up, but unexpectedly, such an accident happened.

"God **** it."

If a good person is really not rewarded, Lin Yu cursed in a low voice, his eyelids could no longer hold, and he slowly closed.

"My son!"

A stern cry awakened Lin Yu abruptly. He opened his eyes and saw that he was standing at the end of the bed at this moment, while his mother was throwing himself on the bed and howling.

"Mom, why are you crying, am I here to make things happen?"

Lin Yu was overjoyed, thinking that he was miraculously healed. He stretched out his hand to pat his mother and found that his hand had passed through her mother's body.

The mother didn't react at all, she threw herself on the bed and cried bitterly.

Lin Yu's expression changed. He looked up and saw that there was still himself lying on the bed, his complexion pale and blue, and he was obviously no longer angry.

I am dead?

Lin Yu looked down at himself standing at the end of the bed, and found that his body was a little pale and slightly transparent.

Lin Yu was shocked, it turned out that people really have souls after death!

No matter what he said or did, his mother couldn't feel it.

With the help of nurses, his mother reluctantly put on a shroud for Lin Yu, and then the caregiver transported his body to the funeral car.

The mother got into the car and sat next to his corpse, clutching his hand tightly, tears pouring out of the red and swollen eye sockets, "Yu'er, don't worry about going. Mom has finished the business here. I'll go down with you right away."

For her, her son is everything to her. If her son is dead, she has no meaning to live in the world.

When he heard that his mother wanted to find a short sight, Lin Yu was anxious, learning the scene of resurrection in the movie, lying on the corpse, but it didn't work, every time he sat up, only his own soul.

The car quickly arrived at the crematorium. After paying the fee, the staff simply put makeup on Lin Yu, handed Lin Yu's mother a number plate, and then the incinerator pushed Lin Yu's body to the incineration hall.

"No!"

When the incinerator pushed his body into the incinerator, Lin Yu collapsed instantly.

With the burning of his flesh, Lin Yu felt that his consciousness was weakening. There were countless faint spots of light scattered around his body, and his soul was slowly fading.

At the same time, another world began to flash before his eyes, with endless darkness, mixed with red flames and screams.

hell!

This was the first thought that flashed through Lin Yu's consciousness, and a powerful sense of fear instantly swallowed him.

His soul subconsciously rushed in the air, and the light spot still floated out of his soul body, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The **** world in his eyes became clearer and clearer, and a mysterious hoarse voice could be heard calling him below.

At this time, Lin Yu's body in the incinerator was almost burnt out, and a jasper-colored pendant in the ashes suddenly glowed with dazzling light in the fire.

This was left to him by Grandpa Lin Yu when he died. Since he was a child, his mother has not taken off the shroud when he was wearing it.

The pendant's light became more and more radiant, and then burst with a bang, a ray of green light and shadow suddenly burst out of the pendant and attached to Lin Yu's soul.

Then an old voice came in his mind, "I am the saint of your ancestors. From today onwards, you will be my successor. You will get my healing skills, hang the pot to help the world, and cross yourself..."

Then the voice dissipated, and a huge amount of information suddenly flooded Lin Yu's mind. The mysticism of medicine, the practice of practice, and some travel experience from his ancestors flooded into Lin Yu's mind.

Reading the information in his mind, Lin Yu felt very excited, as if opening the door to a new world.

But the excitement was fleeting, what's the use of inheriting the secret technique, he was already a dead person who was about to go to hell.

This thought flashed, and Lin Yu suddenly had a memory of resurrection in his mind.

Memories show that through resurrection, a person who has not lost his soul after death can be born again.

But Lin Yu's body has been turned to ashes in the fire, but fortunately, there are also records about the method of resurrection of the damaged body, "The body is destroyed, the ghost is found, the living body is found, and it is attached."

Lin Yu took a deep breath, meaning that his body was damaged, and if he wanted to be resurrected, he could only turn into a ghost through resurrection and find someone else's body to possess him.

You must know that in human consciousness, ghosts are the incarnation of evil. Besides, if you are in someone else's body, isn't it equivalent to depriving others of their lives in disguise?

After hesitating, Lin Yu's soul had become weaker and weaker, only a phantom remained, and the voice in his ear became clearer.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth and looked at the corpses being pushed into the incineration hall one after another. Suddenly he came up with an idea. Dead people can't do it, so should the living dead do?

A few minutes later, Lin Yu arrived at the largest vegetative care center in Qinghai City.

Many vegetatives are unaware and can't wake up all their lives. They only live with their bodies. Lin Yu believes that choosing this kind of person to possess is not a murder.

At first, Lin Yu had to search from ward to ward, looking for a suitable body.

But found that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and it was about to disappear soon, and the call from **** became more and more urgent.

Lin Yu didn't have time to think more. He looked at a male vegetative man in his twenties, chanting the resurrection technique, and suddenly turned into a plume of white smoke, and went in desperately.

"You can't escape!"

At the same time, the call in his ear suddenly turned into a scream, and then Lin Yu lost all consciousness.

When Lin Yu woke up again, he only felt the glare. It took a while before he got used to it. He lowered his head to see that he was lying in the ward.

It succeeded!

Lin Yu almost yelled in excitement, sat up suddenly, glanced at his new body, eagerly tore off the needle in his hand, and then jumped out of the bed, but as soon as he fell to the ground, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Perhaps because of lying down for a long time, the young man's muscles were slightly atrophy.

Lin Yu staggered and got up, looked up at the calendar on the wall, and found that it was already the next day. Touching the bed and the wall, feeling the cold temperature from his hands, it felt like a dream. He died yesterday. Thinking of being resurrected today.

After a little activity, he got used to this new body, and then he rushed out of the hospital eagerly. There is only one thing in his mind now, which is to see his mother.

At this time, the bun shop was full of people, and a dozen punks clamored for Lin Yu's mother to pay back the money.

In order to perform the operation on Lin Yu, Lin Yu's mother was forced to borrow hundreds of thousands of usury. Knowing that Lin Yu was dead, the gangsters rushed to collect the debt.

"Don't worry, I will sell the shop these few days, and I will pay you back when I get the money, please leave first."

Lin Yu's mother pleaded with red and swollen eyes, hoping to send them away as soon as possible. Her son had just left, and she didn't want him to go uneasy.

"Grass, your broken shop is only worth a few dollars. Your son is dead. As soon as we go, whoever wants the money if you run away?" the leader Huang Mao cursed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not run, I will collect enough money and I will return it to you immediately."

"No, we have to get money for whatever we say today!" Huang Mao refused to give up.

"But I really don't have money right now, and you know that in order to treat my son, the money has been spent..."

Lin Yu's mother cut her heart like a knife, and there was a trace of pleading in her hoarse voice.

"It's okay if you don't have money, so be it. You can transfer your dilapidated house to us, and you will treat it as a debt payment." Huang Mao's eyes twitched and said his true purpose.

Lin Yu's mother was startled slightly. The house was left by Grandpa Lin Yu. Although it was a bit old, it was in a very good location. According to Qinghai's current house price, it could sell for at least two to three million yuan. They were robbing it.

But now that the son is dead, the family is gone. What's the point of keeping the house? If you pay off the debt, you can go with peace of mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu's mother nodded her head in despair. Just as she was about to agree, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the door.

"No! Our house is worth a few million at least, you guys are robbery!"

Soon after, Lin Yu rushed in with his new body.

"Fuck you, where's the bastard, it's your ass!" Huang Mao didn't fight his anger. He looked at the hospital gown on Lin Yu, thinking it was a neuropathy, so he rushed over and raised his hand. a slap.

Lin Yu subconsciously hid, reached out and pushed, Huang Mao flew out in an instant, flew a full five or six meters away, made an arc in the air, and slammed onto the table inside.

"Kill him to Lao Tzu!"

Huang Mao screamed twice while clutching his chest, and then ordered a dozen other gangsters rushed up, surrounded Lin Yu with punches and kicks, and Lin Yu quickly raised his hands to fight back.

Then there was a wailing sound in the bun shop, and the gangsters screamed again and again.

A dozen of them went on board together, and they didn't even touch the corners of Lin Yu's clothes, and Lin Yu's fists and feet hit them as if they were hit by a car.

They just need a punch and they can't get up in pain.

Lin Yu himself was also extremely shocked, saying that the ghosts were so powerful, but he didn't expect it to be true, and the movements of these people seemed very slow to him, and they were easy to avoid.

"Call the police! Call the police!"

Huang Mao was terrified by the scene before him. He had seen someone who could fight, but he had never seen one that could fight like this. It was simply non-human.

Upon hearing the call to the police, Lin Yu's mother rushed over and grabbed Lin Yu's hand, and said anxiously: "Young man, they are going to call the police. You go, I'll take care of it here."

"Mom, what are you saying, where can I leave you behind."

Lin Yu was so happy that tears were coming out, and it was great to see his mother alive.

Hearing his name, his mother was slightly startled and looked at him blankly.

Looking at his mother's eyes, Lin Yu woke up in an instant. He was alive, but he changed his body, and his mother didn't recognize him at all.

"Sorry aunt, I think of my mother when I see you, so I can't help but blurt out, don't mind."

Lin Yu was afraid of terrifying her mother by telling her true identity, so she hurriedly made up a lie.

"It's okay, boy, you go quickly, our family affairs can't hurt you." Lin Yu's mother said as she pushed him out.

Lin Yu didn't answer. He touched the chopsticks on the table and threw it away. The chopsticks shot at Huang Mao quickly, and with a bang, nailed the phone that Huang Mao had just pressed 110 on to the wall.

Huang Mao's face turned pale with fright, and the chopsticks on the wall were only one centimeter away from his ears. If it was slightly off, the nail on the wall was his head.

"Help! Killed! Help!" Huang Mao suddenly screamed in fright. The grievance that could not be said in his voice was obviously because they owed him money first.

"Stop yelling, I will pay the money for Aunt Qin!"

Lin Yu said coldly, since he was resurrected, he should pay these debts by himself.

"Young man, how can this work? The first time I saw you, how could you make you pay me back?" Lin Yu's mother looked at Lin Yu with some doubts, not knowing why, this young man gave her a feeling of deja vu.

She is not surprised that Lin Yu knows her surname. Many netizens know that her son has given his life for the sake of justice. Her name and contact information have also been picked off. Many kind people will come to see her son off, but she declined. Up.

"Okay, this is what you said, so you can give us the money." Huang Maoke no matter why Lin Yu paid back the money for others, as long as he can get the money, his task will be completed.

"Give me three days." Lin Yu said.

"..." Huang Mao was a little speechless, saying so awesome, he thought he could get the money out immediately.

"What? You don't believe me?"

Seeing Huang Mao not speaking, Lin Yu frowned, his tone a little cold.

"Believe, believe, but elder brother, you have to tell me your name, right?" Huang Mao couldn't help shivering while looking at Lin Yu's cold eyes.

first name?

Yes, I was walking in a hurry in the morning, and I didn't even have time to read this person's name.

"Don't worry, I promised you that I will do it. In this way, after three days, it will still be here. Just come over and I will pay you back together with the profits."

The reason why Lin Yu is so confident is because of his own body.

He thought to himself that since he could live in a childcare center, no matter how ordinary this young man’s family is, he could at least get a hundred or two hundred thousand yuan out. He had to use it first, and then he would return it after he made money.

Having seen Lin Yu's skill, Huang Mao didn't dare to say anything, just about to nod his head to agree, suddenly staring out of the store blankly, as if attracted by something.

Lin Yu also looked out curiously, and saw a red BMW X5 at the door. As soon as the door opened, he stepped out of a white and slender leg. Then he got down and got a tall figure wearing a white wave. Beautiful lady in simian dress.

The beauty in the long skirt pulled off her long black hair and took off her sunglasses. Her fair skin and delicate face were shocking. Huang Mao and his gang were dumbfounded.

Lin Yu couldn't help being attracted as well. The beauty and temperament of this beauty were indeed the best.

The beauty in the long skirt raised her head and glanced at the bun shop, frowned slightly, and walked in quickly.

"Beauty, do you want to buy stuffed buns?"

Lin Yu couldn't help but blurted out. He used to help his mother sell steamed buns, and just met people like this, which has become a reflex.

"What do you call me?" The beauty in the long skirt glanced at him coldly, her tone unhappy.

"Beauty."

Lin Yu felt that there was no problem with his title, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. For the first time, I saw calling a beautiful woman and didn't want to listen.

The beauty in the long skirt looked at him and said coldly: "Okay, He Jiarong, has been in a coma for two months, and doesn't even know his wife."