Since Qian Hao brought Xiaomei back to life, although it was only one day, Wang Jie simply admired Qian Hao, and Wang Jie almost followed him wherever Qian Hao went, in front of the car and behind the car, never leaving for a moment.

It seems that Qian Hao is estimated to be a god in his heart.

But he knew that the key was that Qian Hao fed that thing, so he tried every means to know some of the inside story.

"The ancestral elixir, just try it blindly, who knows if it will really work." Qian Hao made up a lie and said this to Wang Jie.

"Formula, is there a formula?"

"Nope."

"Oh, that's a shame. Do you still have that elixir? "Wang Jie does not give up.

"It's gone."

"Really?" Wang Jie was a little unconvinced.

"It's gone!"

Seeing that Qian Hao didn't let go, Wang Jie had no choice but to give up, but behind the scenes, Wang Jie spent a lot of money to re-investigate Qian Hao's background, but what he got was very ordinary things, and there was no information that could arouse his interest, just ordinary rural people. But just ordinary rural people, why aren't they ordinary? This made Wang Jie puzzled.

Qian Hao returned to work again, still working as his mortuary. Although Wang Jie proposed to make him a manager or something, Qian Hao did not agree.

It took a week for Qian Hao to settle down, Wang Jie no longer bothered about Xiaomei, and everyone's reports on the undead gradually faded.

"Qian Hao, can you work overtime tonight, her family seems to be in a hurry." A colleague said to Qian Hao.

"Okay." Qian Hao didn't refuse, anyway, he also adapted to the job, and in the recent days of work, Qian Hao also found a possible way to restore his spiritual power, although he was not sure, but he also had to try it.

It was getting dark, and at the end of the day, all the colleagues left one by one, and it was Wang Jie who left, and he originally planned to go back with Qian Hao, and he just heard that Qian Hao was going to work overtime.

The entire funeral home was left with Qian Hao alone.

After a while, a car drove quickly, and several people carried the wooden coffin into the door.

Qian Hao greeted him, knowing that this was the 'object' of tonight's overtime. The wooden coffin was sent to the studio, and Qian Hao asked the coffin delivery person to go back.

After the others left, Qian Hao began his work.

When Qian Hao opened the wooden coffin, he froze.

A face that is so beautiful that it can't be beautiful lies quietly in it, the long black hair looks a little messy, and a set of tight clothes on the body perfectly reflects the figure, even if you are lying down, you can see the towering 'peaks'.

Qian Hao stretched out his hand to pick up the woman and put it on the dressing table.

"Aftertaste?" Qian Hao was secretly shocked in his heart, thinking to himself that this woman could not have died soon? Although the body is cold, the residual warmth can still be felt, and what is going on with this messy hair.

Qian Hao couldn't help but be curious when he thought about it, and it seemed that he wanted to check how this woman died, and by the way, he could carry out his work.

Peeling off the tightly wrapped clothes, the snow-white skin was revealed under Qian Hao's eyes.

He is about twenty years old, tall and tall, with a little bit of bony beauty.

But there were no wounds on his body, and it didn't look like he was dying, so this situation is a bit unreasonable. Although the funeral home will not take care of criminal cases, Qian Hao can't hide his curiosity.

He took a basin of water and gently wiped her body, looking very careful in every place, while he also observed whether there were any other abnormalities in her body that caused her to die.

After wiping the whole body, he didn't find anything, which made Qian Hao a little surprised.

"Wake up and ask?" Qian Hao played with the pill that was a little scorched and a little black, and seemed hesitant.

He didn't know if he should do it, but he didn't want to just hide his doubts in his heart. Moreover, restoring spiritual power has something to do with waking up this woman.

As for the recovery of spiritual power, this matter was also discovered by chance after Xiaomei's rebirth, I thought that if I touched the corpse, I could feel the trace of aura dispersed from the human body, so as to absorb and fill my own vacancy, but Qian Hao found that this was not the case, only after rebirth, I had contact with it, and I could feel the existence of that little bit of aura, although it was very little, but it was better than nothing, so long-term accumulation, there will always be a saturation day.

Although he thought so, it was not confirmed, so Qian Hao hesitated to 'resurrect' her.

After some ideological struggle, Qian Hao still plans to give it a try, after all, this is an opportunity, although there are some acts against the sky, but he is already a person who cultivates the truth, and he doesn't care about this time and twice.

He covered the woman with white silk and gave her an elixir.

"......" breathed and gasped strongly, and the body sat up.

Since she had just died, she did not feel any discomfort in her body, as if she was no different from a normal person, and the first thing this woman did when she woke up was to grasp the white silk wrapped in her body, and looked at Qian Hao under the light with a surprised face.

"Do you remember anything? What is it called? Qian Hao asked.

"Lin Yu." There was a slight incomprehension in the confusion, and his eyes were even a little dull, staring at Qian Hao and replying mechanically.

"You only have one day to live, and after a day you're going to go down." Qian Hao didn't need to explain that she was dead at all, because the person himself knew it very well in his heart. Because mortals will stay in the body for three days after death, and they will have a certain sense of what they see and hear in the outside world.

"Can you live one more day? Will his family agree? Lin Yu looked at Qian Hao and asked.

"He? Who? Qian Hao thought that this matter must have something to do with her death.

After some negotiations, Qian Hao figured out that Lin Yu actually drank poison to 'commit suicide', but it was not voluntary, it was simply compulsive, because a fiancé who didn't know each other at all died unexpectedly, and the two were married by their fathers, but they didn't have sex and were not pregnant, so they had to follow local customs and let Lin Yu go down to accompany his husband and complete the secret marriage.

"You gave me a day of life, what's the use, and after a day, I'm still at their mercy." Lin Yu was not grateful, because what Qian Hao did only made her feel more helpless about being forced, and the truth was irreparable.

"I'm sorry." Qian Hao didn't know what to say.

"Can you promise me one thing?" Lin Yu suddenly took Qian Hao's hand and asked.

"What's the matter?" Qian Hao thought to himself, if he could make up for the mistakes he made, he would not refuse to do what he could.

"Help me break."

"You mean that?" Qian Hao's eyes widened in surprise.

"I'm the only way to get revenge. Why offer a whole self to a dead man, and why? Although Lin Yu's voice was very low, he still almost roared and finished saying this.

"Is it here?" Qian Hao seemed to be able to understand Lin Yu's feelings, and felt that he owed her something, so he had to agree.

Lin Yu saw that Qian Hao did not refuse, and immediately showed a sweet smile, she slowly uncovered the white silk on her body, revealing her perfect posture, naked in front of Qian Hao's eyes.