Chapter 1834: : The black man carried the coffin
Chapter 1834: : The black man carried the coffin
Chapter 1834: : The black man carried the coffin
"What the **** is this? Don't bring people like that."
Song Jinmin was almost scared to pee, the smoke in his mouth fell on his crotch, and the hearse drew an S shape in the middle of the road, and the people watching by the side of the road were stunned.
Hearse drift?
"I don't know what's going on either." Lin Jingzhan said:
"Just now I saw his eyelashes moved, and it felt something was wrong, so I called you up."
"Thank you so much for taking me so seriously." Song Jinmin murmured:
"Next time there is such a good thing, you should call them three."
"Oh, don't talk nonsense." Lin Jingzhan said, "I just don't feel right."
"You mean he is not dead yet?" Song Jinmin also got serious, "but his pupils are all dilated, it is impossible to survive again."
"Then how do you explain this?"
"Don't you Huaxia say about scamming the corpse? You can't ask me about this."
After a long silence, Lin Jingzhan slowly said:
"You go slowly, and delay a little bit appropriately. I have to think about how to deal with this matter."
"Roger that."
Song Jinmin drove the car slowly with a cigarette in his mouth, looking back from time to time.
Several times, I saw Lin Yi's fingers move.
"He's not dead."
Lin Jingzhan said abruptly, "The state of the pupils has been restored, and the fingers have been moving."
Song Jinmin sighed, feeling the temperature inside the car dropped sharply.
He has watched a lot of China's zombie movies. If the **** is resurrected, it will be interesting to give yourself a bite.
"Cremation must be impossible, do you have any ideas?"
"If he really isn't dead, then just do it."
"Are you going to use this to act in a play?"
"The murderer hasn't surfaced yet, but I always feel that it was Wang Yanjing's family. Then let him handle this matter by himself. Everyone thinks he is dead anyway."
"This is China, we can't handle this matter, we have to call that person from Lu Beichen over."
Lin Jingzhan nodded, it is not suitable to use force to solve the problem here, Lu Beichen is the most suitable candidate.
"Wait for the four of you to come over, push him in, don't let anyone else handle it."
"understand."
More than half an hour later, the car drove to the crematorium.
According to Lin Jingzhan's arrangement, the four Song Jinmin pushed Lin Yi's body into a closed room.
Then he called Lu Beichen in.
"Why have you carried people here? All arrangements have been made and we can proceed to the next step of cremation procedures."
"Uncle Lu, you may not believe it when something comes out, but something unexpected happened."
"You are all here, what can happen?"
Lin Jingzhan clicked his lips, a little wondering how to speak.
Looking back at the four of Song Jinmin, they found that they were retreating again and again.
"Don't look at us, we just work part-time, but we can't mix with you."
"What are you talking about? Say if you have something."
"It's better for you to see for yourself."
Lin Jingzhan opened the white curtain, and when Lu Beichen saw Lin Yi's body, he staggered under his feet and almost passed out.
"Why does his hand keep moving?"
Compared with the beginning, the frequency of Lin Yi's finger movements has become more frequent, and he can find that his body moves again without careful observation.
"Not only is the hand moving, but the pupils have also returned to normal." Lin Jingzhan said:
"Although this is a bit contrary to scientific common sense, he seems to be alive."
In the face of such a thing, a person like Lu Beichen who has experienced strong winds and waves has been clutching his chest for a long time before he recovered.
He came out of the countryside in the mountains and grew up listening to evil stories.
This is all right, I actually saw it today.
Cough cough cough-
Lin Yi suddenly coughed, and the four of Song Jinmin were startled.
"Are Huaxia people so evil?" Mila grabbed his arm.
"how could I know."
"The whole world is from the cold country, you should know this kind of thing." Monica said.
"Eldest sister, it's this time, don't you want to black me out."
Lin Jingzhan and Lu Beichen stood on the other side.
In the crematorium, the dead were resurrected. This kind of thing is scary no matter what.
Cough cough cough-
Lin Yi coughed again, and the six people saw that Lin Yi's expression was painful, and his expression was tangled. Afterwards...
He moved a little bit and sat up from the bed.
"what-!"
Mira and Monica screamed loudly, almost breaking their throats.
Song Jinmin and Gayson are not much better either.
Lin Yi held his forehead. Although he was resurrected through the ability of'surviving from a dead end,' but after lying on the bed for so many days, the joints of his body seemed to rust.
It hurts badly if I move it a little bit.
Seeing the people in the room, Lin Yi felt a little strange.
Ordinarily, I should be at the funeral now, how come there are only a few people.
None of the key figures came.
Besides, Lu Beichen appeared here, he could understand, but why did Song Jinmin come here?
"Lin Yi, you're not dead?" Lu Beichen tentatively asked.
He couldn't calm down this supernatural phenomenon.
"I've never died." Lin Yi said:
"I was still hanging out, maybe because the current medical equipment did not detect it, I mistakenly thought I was dead."
A few people don't believe this kind of thing, but he did not die, the facts are right in front of him, and he can't help not believe it.
This can only be explained as a supernatural phenomenon.
"It's fine if you are not dead. If you are late, you will be pushed to the cremation furnace."
Lin Yi's body was also a bit cold, and if it was pushed into the cremation furnace, he would really be dead.
However, Lin Yi's gaze soon fell on Lin Jingzhan, constantly looking at him.
I feel that this person has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Don't look, he is your father, Lin Jingzhan."
"Me, my dad..."
Lin Yi was stunned, and did not speak for a long time.
Lin Jingzhan was also stunned. When facing the corpse, he could be a little more calm. Now that Lin Yi is alive, he doesn't know how to deal with the relationship between the two.
"After missing for so many years, you can still come to my funeral. It's a bit of a sense of responsibility. UU reading " Lin Yi said without embarrassment.
"Everyone is gone, I have to take a look, after all, you are my son." Lin Jingzhan said:
"But the way of meeting is a bit abrupt."
"Who said no, why are you guys coming over to see me."
"People are out there. I discovered your changes in advance, so I brought you here."
Lin Yi tilted his head and looked at Song Jinmin and the others.
"Why are they here?"
"They brought you in."
Lin Yi looked at Geisen with the dark skin.
Is this the legendary black man carrying the coffin?
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