It's cold.

Li Wenyu woke up, in addition to feeling the cold to the bone, his limbs were also weak and sore.

Didn't you fall to your death?

His memory is still stuck in the scene of dissuading the girl from jumping off the building and committing suicide, but he accidentally fell from the roof of the building.

But where is this?

It's so dark, it's so cold......

Li Wen weakly reached out and touched it, his body was covered with a thin quilt, up and down, left and right sides were hard, he seemed to be lying in a small space, the air was a little turbid, making him feel a little sluggish breathing.

Li Wenzheng was trying to figure out where he was, and suddenly heard someone talking outside: "Li Huan, who asked you to set up a mourning hall at home, Boss Chen came to see the house in a while, who else did you let us sell to!"

Li Wen froze down, listening to the voice of a woman, her voice was a little rough, which reminded him of a familiar and somewhat disgusted face.

I only heard a weak voice say, "Auntie, I don't plan to sell the house, are you mistaken?" ”

Faintly, there was also the sound of a woman sobbing and crying, Li Wen was a little confused, what the hell was going on? Wasn't he already dead, why could he still hear his sister talking? Is the mourning hall in the mouth of the third aunt the place where her corpse is stored......

After a brief period of confusion, Li Wen remembered.

Last night, when Li Wen returned to the roof of the construction site to get his mobile phone, he met a woman who wanted to commit suicide, and after all kinds of persuasion to no avail, when he tried to pull the woman back from the edge of the roof, he accidentally stepped on the steel pipe and fell off the roof.

However, although the building has not yet been capped, it is also more than 300 meters high......

Li Wen's brain fell into confusion, and he vaguely remembered that when his body was about to hit the ground, such an old voice appeared in his head:

"I am the sage of the Xinghai, from today onwards you are the descendant of my Xinghai, you have to decide on my Xinghai Law, learn my Xinghai Divine Technique, you must settle down, and in the era of spiritual recovery, you will shine the lintel for my Xinghai Realm......"

The tone of the voice was very anxious, like the last words of a dying old man, and something strange came into his mind, and it completely disappeared.

It felt like a dream.

But if it weren't for lying here alive and the sobbing sound of his sister outside, he probably really thought that everything last night was a dream.

It was pitch black in front of him, and he was anxious to stand up, but his body that had just come back from the dead was recovering, and the blood in his stiff hands and feet had just begun to flow, and he didn't have the strength to stand up for a while, but fortunately, he could feel his heart beating slightly, so he patiently lay in the dark and quietly accumulated strength.

The loud voice shouted again: "Don't sell it, don't sell it, what will you take to pay us back, this coffin, wreath, cemetery, this mess, aren't they all you borrowed money from us to buy, and now it's going to be a funeral, and you don't sell it, don't you plan to pay it back?"

The sad woman's voice said: "Auntie, you said that you would give me half a year to repay the money, and it has only been three days......

"What half a year, I didn't say this, and if you don't sell the house, where can you get money for me, just sell your broken cart early, and you can pay me back the money in the Year of the Monkey, and then you will run again, who will I look for!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of dense footsteps in the still quiet house, which scared Li Wen, and he already understood in his heart that after the death of his father and mother, these so-called uncles and aunts saw that they and their sister were young, and they coveted this old house for a day or two.

Seeing that Li Huan didn't react, the third aunt asked with a gloomy face, "You really don't plan to hand over the house?"

Li Huan replied: "Don't pay!"

The third aunt was ashamed and angry: "Big brother and second brother, move it for me! Carry this coffin out and burn it for me!"

"Whoever dares to touch my brother, I will die here!"

Li Huan turned around as soon as he spoke, and before everyone rushed up, he had already pounced on the coffin, holding the coffin board with both hands, vowing to protect his brother's body.

But at this moment, she suddenly stopped her hands and looked at the coffin with wide eyes. The thin coffin had not yet been nailed for mourning, and now the lid of the coffin had been moved to the side, and then four pale fingers had stretched out to hold the coffin board.

Li Huan couldn't help but retreat in horror when she saw this strange thing, the third aunt was closest to her, and at a glance she saw the miserable white palm, and immediately shouted, "Fake the corpse!", turned around and fled.

The men did not run away, but they all retreated to the door tremblingly.

Li Huan was bolder, thinking that it was his younger brother inside, even if he cheated the corpse, he wouldn't hurt himself, could it be that he saw that he was insulted, so he borrowed the corpse to return his soul?

Resisting the fear in her heart, she carefully moved forward, and pushed the lid of the coffin open, only to see her brother sitting in the coffin, panting heavily.

Li Huan was ecstatic when he saw this, how could a dead person gasp, God was pitiful, his younger brother was ...... He was resurrected!

Li Wen adjusted to the sudden stabbing light and looked up at the woman in front of him.

Dressed in a rough burlap filial piety robe, with a white silk tied on his head, his goose egg face was very delicate, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were also wet, and his cheeks were full of tears, and he was looking at him timidly.

Li Wen looked at her in a daze, and then turned his head to look at the furnishings in the room, paper figures, wreaths, posthumous statues, offering tables, an extremely simple mourning hall, and a sister with a broken heart.

I'm afraid I've spent all my sister's savings.

Li Wen sighed secretly in his heart.

He remembered the scene ten years ago, when his sister hugged him and said that she would take care of him for the rest of her life at the funeral hall of his parents.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not dead. Li Wen smiled with two rows of teeth.

Li Huan's eyes widened, staring at him without blinking, tears gradually blurred her eyes, and for a long time, she cried out.

This cry, the crying Li Wen's heart was twisted into a ball, how many grievances and sadness do you have to cry so heartbreakingly.

Li Wen was disturbed by her crying for a while, and just wanted to comfort and comfort his sister, he saw those uncles standing at the door, who were about to carry him out and burn him with the coffin just now.

"You were going to kick me and my sister out just now, right?" Li Wen patted Li Huan on the shoulder and stood up from the coffin.

After all, it was broad daylight, and a few men quickly realized that this was just the resurrection of the dead, not a supernatural event of a corpse or something.

Immediately, the second uncle stood up and said: "It doesn't matter if you live or die, anyway, you can't put a mourning hall in the house, but we told people that this house will come to see tomorrow, and if you put these bad things in it, who is willing to buy this broken house!

Li Wen shook his head: "The house was left to me by my father, I can do whatever I like, it has nothing to do with you, as for what deals you make with other people in private, that's your business, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Several people glanced at each other, and the second uncle shouted again: "Then what about the money you owe us, we originally wanted to pay today, if you can't come up with the money, move out as soon as possible, don't delay us selling to others." ”

Li Wen smiled, just said that he was afraid that people would not buy it, and now he is on the pole to get people to sell to others in a hurry, he knows very well the real purpose of these people coming to the mourning hall today, but it is also a matter of course to repay debts.

"You will get the money in three days, but if you come to harass my sister again, I will call the police. ”

The reason why Li Wen is so confident is entirely because of this reborn body and an advertisement imprinted in his mind.

Alarm?

Several people looked at each other, thinking that the child would leave something cruel when he came back from the dead, and they called the police.

"Li Wen, we don't have the money to pay them back now......"

Li Huan carefully pulled the corner of Li Wen's clothes, and the money she borrowed from her uncle and aunt had been spent on Li Wen's funeral, she planned to wait for Li Wen to find a quiet place for her life after she was buried, but she didn't expect that her younger brother would come back from the dead in the mourning hall.

Seeing that a few people didn't react, Li Wen frowned: "What, you don't believe me?"

The second uncle said, "What if you can't come up with the money after three days?"

Li Wen looked around: "Don't you want a house, then these two houses will be given to you." ”