Hao Jun closed his eyes for a moment, got rid of distracting thoughts, and suddenly opened his eyes, with a faint light in his eyes, he was ready for everything.

"Let's get started!"

Hao Jun's heart moved, and the colorful relics floated on his forehead, but he didn't attack, just floated like this, and waited, Hao Jun just needed the relics to absorb Hao Shuai's soul fragments.

Just after Hao Jun's soul body burrowed into Hao Shuai's body, Hao Shuai's whole body on the hospital bed kept spasmodic and trembling, and his mouth and nose moaned from time to time, as if he was in pain.

"Stinky boy, don't just worry about your little Dingding, get your toes right!" Uncle Snail's scolding sounded.

"What? Little Tintin? Please, that's a big ding, okay? Hao Jun was busy and grabbed a sentence.

"Okay, big dingding, quick, nose, nose crooked!"

"Twenty seconds left, come on!"

"The fingers of the right hand, hurry up, don't get it right, see what you take to masturbate!"

"Are you a vegetarian on my left hand?"

Hao Jun couldn't help but care, of course he wouldn't tell others: in fact, no matter which hand he had, he had already practiced to the point of perfection.

"Oops, stinky boy, I said don't just look at your dingding, it's only eight seconds, check it again, and then hand in the paper."

Hao Shuai's soul fragment is only the last piece left, Hao Jun is using relics to absorb it, suddenly, a sentence came out of this fragment: "I don't care who you are, I just ask you to help me take care of my mother!" ”

"Ahh Hao Jun was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that the reason why the young traffic policeman Hao Shuai had been tenaciously alive was this, it was this affectionate filial obsession that supported him not to die.

"Hey, it's all self-inflicted!" Hao Jun immediately replied very seriously: "Hao Shuai, you can go with peace of mind, I will be you in the future, and your mother will be my mother!" ”

As Hao Shuai's last fragment of soul obsession disappeared, Hao Jun suddenly felt an irresistible sleepiness attack, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, it was already night, and I no longer saw the bright white moon, and the lightning and thunder outside the window, the storm, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on the glass window, making a loud noise.

Hao Jun felt that his whole body was in pain, this was from Hao Shuai's physical pain, especially those places that were wrapped in gauze, his head, and legs, all of which hurt, and his heart hurt...

The infusion tube on the body has also been unplugged, and it seems that today's infusion has been completed during the day, and there is no one else in the ward.

And Hao Jun now has not only his own memories in his mind, but also most of Hao Shuai's memories, but he can't imagine that Hao Shuai is still such an excellent person.

Hao Shuai is much stronger than Hao Jun, he is a cultured, caring, moral, and ideal good young man, he has always been excellent in character and learning since he was a child, and he has always been the pride in the eyes of his mother.

However, his life was also very bitter, his father died in a car accident when he was 13 years old, and the family situation also took a sharp turn for the worse!

Mom has always been single, selling some early supper or something to make ends meet for Hao Shuai to go to school.

Since his father died in a car accident, Hao Shuai secretly vowed that when he grows up, he must be an excellent traffic policeman, and use his serious and responsible practical actions to change people's inherent bad habits of driving, improve everyone's awareness of safe driving, and respect every fresh life.

He succeeded, and finally became a traffic policeman as he wished.

And the day of the accident was his first day on duty.

He is the young traffic policeman who held a walkie-talkie, sweated on his forehead in the rain, and secretly sweated for Hao Jun in drunk driving from the bottom of his heart.

He was the sad traffic policeman who was involved in Hao Jun's car accident and drew that shocking mark on the ground.

However, Hao Shuai, who is so good and can make real contributions to the people, did not even leave a trace of ghosts after he died.

Hao Jun was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes glazed, looking at the white ceiling stupidly...

He was so grieved that he couldn't do enough!

If he could, he would rather die than himself, and the one who survived was the young and promising traffic policeman Hao Shuai.

Unfortunately, there will be no going back to the way things were.

Hao Shuai is dead, but fortunately his memories are still alive.

No, Hao Shuai is not dead, Hao Jun is Hao Shuai!

The new Hao Jun, the new Hao Shuai, they are all themselves!

Hao Jun silently closed his eyes and let the tears flow, he had long wanted to cry, but as a ghost, he was even deprived of the qualification to shed tears.

Now, let me cry all at once...

...

...

The past is over, and a new life has to go on.

Hao Jun retracted his chaotic thoughts, he had to cheer up, he had to recover as soon as possible, he couldn't let Hao Shuai's mother continue to worry about her son, and he couldn't let his father continue to be sick in bed.

He held his mind and called out to Uncle Snail.

Then according to the secret method of cultivation taught by Uncle Snail, he began to cultivate Hao Shuai's physical body.

However, in the blink of an eye, several hours had passed, and it was already midnight, and he still had no clue, and he didn't even understand the meaning of those exercises.

"I'm so stupid, if it was Hao Shuai, he would definitely have already started!" Hao Jun secretly scolded himself, feeling irritable.

"Uncle Snail, Uncle Snail, why do I have no clue, can I really learn?" Hao Jun couldn't help but call Uncle Snail anxiously.

"Hey, it's not your fault, I forgot? Before learning this exercise, one must be familiar with the Great Prajna Sutra and study both at the same time. ”

Uncle Snail pretended to blame himself, but in fact, he deliberately divided it into two steps to arouse Hao Jun's interest first. If you tell Hao Shuai for the first time that you have to learn that thick, esoteric and difficult to understand Great Prajna Sutra, you can learn this Snail cultivation method.

With Hao Jun's frivolous personality, he must be afraid of his buttocks, and then said disdainfully: "I'll go to your uncle's, what kind of great Prajna scripture to learn, won't Lao Tzu read online novels when he has time?" There are several books in the bookshelf that I have fattened up, and I haven't started reading them yet! For example, the book "There is a Ghost on the Body", Lao Tzu wanted to read it a long time ago. ”

Sure enough, when Hao Jun heard that he still had to learn the Great Prajna Sutra, he immediately howled: "I'll go to your Uncle Snail's, and you still have to learn the Great Prajna Sutra, then you don't say it earlier, teach me to read it, hurry up!" ”

"Huh?" Uncle Snail looked confused, when did Hao Jun become so diligent and studious, what a good boy, I can be regarded as an old snail.

Uncle Snail struck while the iron was hot, and when he saw Hao Jun's enthusiasm for learning so high, he suddenly burst into tears. It has been more than a thousand years, and no snail descendant is willing to learn the Great Prajna Sutra that he has memorized backwards, and he is willing to listen to the cultivation exercises that he has attained.

Hao Jun can be regarded as his own big disciple.

Uncle Snail suddenly became full of energy, and began to recite the Great Prajna Sutra, and explained it to Hao Jun. Uncle Snail stayed under the colorful relics, and his recitation and explanation were actually equivalent to cultivation, and it was originally because of these colorful relics that he refused to leave.

Hao Jun also followed Uncle Snail's rhythm, and seriously recited the Great Prajna Sutra, with this old driver of Uncle Snail to take him away, the speed was still very fast.

Sure enough, after reading a scripture, Hao Jun found that he began to have new insights into the secret method of the Snail Clan's cultivation, and some words that he couldn't understand at all before could now be understood by him, plus Uncle Snail's experience, he finally entered the door.

In this world, when you do anything, you are afraid of the word serious.

Hao Jun started to do things seriously, and he was also very efficient, he read the scriptures over and over again, and pondered the exercises over and over again.

Suddenly, the colorful relics in my brain shook a few times, and a new situation appeared on the relics.

Hao Jun was taken aback, and he didn't know why, so he hurriedly observed.