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Recommended by the great author: Lin Yujiangyan---------Urban novel: The best son-in-law Lin Yujiangyan

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When the master left, he left Wen Tian a life-saving mantra that was the bottom of the box of the sect, saying that if you practice diligently, there will be miraculous effects. ps: All the techniques, Taoist secrets, and secret techniques in this book are from the secret collection of this sect. Those who do not have the true teachings should not practice them rashly. Remember, remember! Be careful!

The best son-in-law Lin Yu Jiang Yan forwarded to the door address:

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Chapter 1 Witnessing his own cremation

"I'm sorry, we have tried our best, let's prepare for the funeral."

The doctor's voice outside the ward was very light, but Lin Yu on the bed heard it clearly.

Maybe before a person dies, even his hearing will become extremely sensitive, especially the mother's cry, which is particularly sharp.

Lin Yu is not the first to sacrifice his life for righteousness. He does not regret it, but feels sorry for his mother.

His father died early, and his mother pulled him up with one hand. I don't know how much suffering he has suffered. Now he has been admitted to Qinghai People's Hospital with excellent grades. His life with his mother is about to brighten up, but he didn't expect such an accident.

"Damn God."

Good people really don't get good rewards. Lin Yu cursed in a low voice, and his eyelids could no longer hold up and slowly closed.

"My son!"

A shrill cry suddenly woke Lin Yu up. He opened his eyes and found that he was standing at the end of the bed at this time, and his mother was throwing herself on the bed and crying.

"Mom, why are you crying? Am I not here for no reason?"

Lin Yu was overjoyed, thinking that he had miraculously recovered. He reached out and patted his mother, and found that his hand had passed through her body.

His mother did not react at all, and continued to cry on the bed.

Lin Yu's expression changed, and he looked up to see that there was still himself lying on the bed, with a shriveled and blue face, obviously lifeless.

Am I 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 could not feel it.

With the help of the nurse, his mother reluctantly put on Lin Yu's shroud, and then the nurse carried his body to the funeral car.

The mother followed him into the car and sat beside his body, tightly holding his hand, tears kept pouring out of her swollen eye sockets, "Yu'er, don't worry, Mom will finish the things here and go down to accompany you immediately."

For her, her son is everything to her. If her son dies, there is no meaning for her to live in the world.

When Lin Yu heard that his mother wanted to commit suicide, he immediately became anxious and lay on the body like the scene of resurrection in the movie, but it didn't work. Every time he sat up, it was only his own soul.

The car soon arrived at the crematorium. After paying the fee, the staff simply put on makeup for Lin Yu and handed Lin Yu's mother a number plate. 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.

As the body burned, Lin Yu felt that his consciousness was weakening, and countless faint light spots on his body were scattered around, and his soul was slowly fading.

At the same time, another world began to flash before his eyes. All he could see was endless darkness, mixed with red flames and shrill screams.

Hell!

This was the first thought that flashed through Lin Yu's mind, and a strong sense of fear instantly engulfed him.

His soul subconsciously rushed around in the air, and the light spots continued to float out of his soul, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The hell world in his eyes became clearer and clearer, and he could hear a mysterious hoarse voice calling him below.

At this time, Lin Yu's body in the incinerator was almost burned out, and a jade-colored pendant in the ashes suddenly glowed brightly in the flames.

This was left to Lin Yu by his grandfather when he died. He had worn it since he was a child. When he wore his shroud, his mother deliberately did not take it off.

The pendant shone more and more, and then it broke with a bang. A ray of green light suddenly rushed out of the pendant and attached to Lin Yu's soul.

Then an old voice came from his mind, "I am the saint of your ancestors. From today on, you are my successor. You will learn my medical skills and techniques, and save people and yourself."

Then the voice dissipated, and a huge amount of information suddenly filled Lin Yu's mind. The mysterious medical skills, the practice of skills, and some of the travel experiences of the ancestors poured into Lin Yu's mind.

Looking at the information in his mind, Lin Yu felt very excited, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

But this excitement was fleeting. What's the use of inheriting the secret technique? He is already a dead man who is about to go to hell.

This thought flashed through Lin Yu's mind, and a memory about the resurrection technique suddenly popped up in his mind.

The memory shows that through the resurrection technique, people whose souls have not dispersed after death can be reborn.

But Lin Yu's body had turned to ashes in the fire, but fortunately, there were records of methods of resurrection for damaged bodies. "The body perishes, turns into a ghost, looks for a living body, and then attaches to it."

Lin Yu took a breath of cold air, which means that if his body is damaged and he wants to be resurrected, he can only turn into a ghost through the resurrection technique and find someone else's body to attach to.

You know, in human consciousness, ghosts are the embodiment of evil. Besides, if you attach to someone else, isn't it equivalent to depriving someone of their life in disguise? While

hesitating, Lin Yu's soul has become fainter and fainter, leaving only a phantom, and the voice in his ears has become clearer and clearer.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth and looked at the corpses that were pushed into the incineration hall one after another. Suddenly, he had an idea. If the dead can't do it, then the living dead should be okay, right?

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

Many vegetative people are unconscious and will never wake up in their lifetime. They only have their bodies alive. Lin Yu believes that choosing such people to possess is not considered murder.

At first, Lin Yu went from ward to ward to find a suitable body.

But he found that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and it would soon disappear, and the call from hell became more and more urgent.

Lin Yu had no time to think about it. He aimed at a male vegetative person in his twenties, recited the soul-resurrection technique, and suddenly turned into a wisp of white smoke, and rushed in without hesitation.

"You can't escape!"

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

When Lin Yu woke up again, he only felt the glare of the strong light. It took a while to adapt to it. He looked down and saw that he was lying in the ward.

Success!

Lin Yu was so excited that he almost cried out. He sat up suddenly, looked at his new body, and couldn't wait to tear off the needle in his hand. Then he jumped off the bed, but as soon as his feet landed, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Perhaps because of lying for a long time, the muscles of this young man have slightly atrophied.

Lin Yu staggered to get 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 on his hands, it felt like a dream. He died yesterday, but he didn't expect to be resurrected today.

After a little movement and adapting to this new body, he rushed out of the hospital impatiently. He only had one thing in his mind now, which was to see his mother.

At this time, the bun shop was crowded with people, and more than a dozen gangsters clamored for Lin Yu's mother to pay back the money.

In order to perform surgery on Lin Yu, Lin Yu's mother was forced to borrow more than 100,000 usury. When they learned that Lin Yu was dead, the gangsters came to collect the debt impatiently.

"Don't worry, I'll sell the store in a few days, and I'll return the money to you. Please leave first."

Lin Yu's mother pleaded with red and swollen eyes, hoping to send them away quickly. She didn't want her son to leave in a restless state.

"Fuck, your broken store is worth only a few dollars. Your son is dead. Once we leave, who will we ask for money if you run away?" The leading yellow-haired hooligans cursed.

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

"No, we have to get the money today no matter what!" The yellow-haired hooligans were relentless.

"But I really have no money now. You know, I spent all the money to treat my son's illness."

Lin Yu's mother felt heartbroken, and there was a hint of pleading in her hoarse voice.

"It's okay if you don't have money. How about this, you transfer your broken house to us, just as if you pay off your debt." The yellow-haired hooligans rolled their eyes and said their real purpose.

Lin Yu's mother was slightly startled. The house was left by Lin Yu's grandfather. Although it was a little old, the location was very good. According to the current housing prices in Qinghai, it could be sold for at least two or three million. They were simply robbing.

But now that his son is dead, his home is gone. What's the point of keeping the house? After paying off the debt, he can go with peace of mind.

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

"No! Our house is worth at least several million. You are robbing!"

Then Lin Yu rushed in with his new body.

"Fuck you, where did you come from, you wild cub, it's none of your business!" Huang Mao was so angry that he looked at the hospital gown on Lin Yu and thought he was a lunatic who ran out of nowhere. He rushed over and raised his hand to slap him.

Lin Yu subconsciously dodged, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the whole person flew out instantly, flying five or six meters away, drawing an arc in the air, and fell on the table inside with a bang.

"Kill him for me!"

Huang Mao covered his chest and screamed twice, and then with an order, the other dozen gangsters immediately rushed up, surrounded Lin Yu and punched and kicked him, and Lin Yu quickly raised his hand to fight back. Then

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

More than a dozen of them came together, but they didn't even touch the corner of Lin Yu's clothes, and Lin Yu's fists and feet hit them, just like being hit by a car.

Only one punch was needed, and they couldn't get up from the pain.

Lin Yu himself was also extremely shocked. It is said that ghosts have infinite power, but I didn't expect it to be true, and the movements of these people seemed very slow in his eyes, and it was easy to avoid.

"Call the police! Call the police!"

Huang Mao was frightened by the scene in front of him. He had seen people who could fight, but he had never seen such a good fight. It was simply inhuman.

When she heard that they were going to call 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 quickly, I will handle this."

"Mom, what are you talking about, how can I leave you behind?"

Lin Yu was so happy that tears were about to come out. It was great to be able 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 suddenly realized that he was alive, but he had changed his body, and his mother didn't recognize him at all.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, seeing you reminds me of my mother, so I can't help but blurt it out, don't mind."

Lin Yu was afraid that telling his true identity would scare his mother, so he hurriedly made up a lie.

"It doesn't matter, young man, you go quickly, our family's affairs can't implicate you." Lin Yu's mother said as she pushed him out.

Lin Yu didn't answer. He picked up the chopsticks on the table and threw them. The chopsticks flew towards Huangmao. With a bang, the phone that Huangmao had just dialed 110 on was nailed to the wall.

Huangmao was so scared that his face turned pale. The chopsticks on the wall were only one centimeter away from his ear. If there was a slight deviation, it would be his head that was nailed to the wall.

"Help! Murder! Help!" Huangmao was so scared that he screamed immediately, with indescribable grievance in his voice. It was obvious that they owed him money first.

"Stop yelling, I'll pay this money for Aunt Qin!"

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

"Young man, how can this be possible? This is the first time we meet. How can I ask you to pay the money for me?" Lin Yu's mother looked at Lin Yu with some doubts. For some reason, this young man gave her a sense of déjà vu.

She was not surprised that Lin Yu knew her last name. Many netizens knew that her son had sacrificed his life for a just cause. Her name and contact information were also exposed. Many kind-hearted people wanted to see her son off, but she declined.

"Okay, this is what you said. Then give us the money." Huang Mao didn't care why Lin Yu paid the money for others. As long as he could get the money, his mission would be completed.

"Give me three days." Lin Yu said.

"Huang Mao was a little speechless. He said so much that he thought he could get the money out immediately.

"What? You don't believe me?"

Seeing that Huang Mao didn't speak, Lin Yu frowned and said in a cold tone.

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

Name?

Yes, I left in a hurry this morning, and I didn't even have time to look at this person's name.

"Don't worry, I will do what I promised you. So, three days later, it's still here. Just come over, and I will pay you back with interest."

The reason why Lin Yu was so confident was all thanks to his body.

He thought that since he could live in the nursing home, no matter how ordinary this young man's family was, he could at least take out hundreds of thousands of yuan. He would use it first, and then pay it back when he made money.

After seeing Lin Yu's skills, Huangmao didn't dare to say much. Just as he was about to nod in agreement, he suddenly looked out of the store with a dazed look, as if he was attracted by something.

Lin Yu also looked out curiously, and saw that a red BMW x5 came to the door at some point. When the door opened, a white and slender leg stepped out, and then a tall beauty in a white Bohemian dress got out of the car.

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The beauty in the long skirt brushed her long black hair and took off her sunglasses. Her fair skin and delicate face were simply stunning. Huangmao and his gang of men were stunned.

Lin Yu couldn't help but be attracted. This beauty's appearance and temperament were indeed top-notch.

The beauty in the long skirt looked up at the bun shop, frowned slightly, and then walked in quickly.

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"Beauty, do you want to buy buns? What kind of filling do you want?"

Lin Yu couldn't help but blurt out. He used to help his mother sell buns, and he would say this to everyone he met. It has become a conditioned reflex.

"What did you call me?" The beauty in the long skirt glanced at him coldly with an unhappy tone.

"Beauty."

Lin Yu felt that there was nothing wrong with his address, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused. This was the first time he saw someone who was unwilling to listen to being called a beauty.

The beauty in the long skirt looked at him and said coldly: "Okay, He Jiarong, you have been in a coma for two months and you don't even recognize your own wife."

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