Chapter 1834: Black People Carry the Coffin

"What the hell are you doing? Why don't you play with people like this?"

Song Jinmin was so frightened that he almost peed. The cigarette in his mouth fell on his crotch. The hearse made an S shape in the middle of the road, and the onlookers on the roadside were stunned.

Hearse drifting?

"I don't know what's going on." Lin Jingzhan said:

"I saw his eyelashes twitching just now and felt something was wrong, so I called you up."

"Thank you so much for caring so much about me." Song Jinmin complained:

"Next time something good like this happens, you should call the three of them."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Lin Jingzhan said, "I just don't feel right."

"You mean he's not dead yet?" Song Jinmin also became serious, "But his pupils are dilated and there's no way he can come back to life."

"Then how do you explain this?"

"Don't you think there is such a thing as corpse fraud in China? You can't ask me about this."

After a long silence, Lin Jingzhan said slowly:

"Drive slowly and delay for a while. I want to think about how to deal with this matter."

"receive."

Song Jinmin held a cigarette in his mouth and drove slowly, looking back from time to time.

Several times, I saw Lin Yi's fingers moving.

"He's not dead."

Lin Jingzhan said coldly, "The condition of the pupils has recovered, and the fingers have been moving."

Song Jinmin sighed and felt the temperature inside the car drop sharply.

He has watched a lot of Chinese zombie movies. It would be interesting if this damn thing came back to life and gave him a bite.

"Cremation is definitely out of the question. Do you have any ideas?"

"If he is really not dead, then let's use the trick."

"Are you going to make a play out of this?"

"The murderer has not yet surfaced, but I always feel that it was the Yanjing Wang family who did it, so let him handle this matter by himself. Everyone thinks he is dead anyway."

"This is China. We have no way to handle this matter. We have to call that Lu Beichen person over."

Lin Jingzhan nodded. It was not suitable to use force to solve the problem here. Lu Beichen was the most suitable candidate.

"You four will come over later and push him in. Don't let others handle it."

"clear."

More than half an hour later, the car drove to the crematorium.

According to Lin Jingzhan's arrangement, Song, Jinmin and four others pushed Lin Yi's body into a sealed room.

Then he called Lu Beichen in.

"Why did you bring the person here? Everything has been arranged and the next step of the cremation process can be carried out."

"Uncle Lu, you may not believe it when I tell you something, but something unexpected did happen."

"You are all here, what could happen?"

Lin Jingzhan clicked his lips, not knowing how to speak.

Looking back at Song Jinmin and the other four, he found that they were retreating continuously.

"Don't look at us. We are just working people, but we can't afford to mix with you."

"What are you talking about? If you have something to say, please tell me."

"You better see for yourself."

Lin Jingzhan opened the white curtain, and when Lu Beichen saw Lin Yi's body, he staggered and almost fainted.

"Why do he keep moving his hands?"

Compared with the beginning, Lin Yi's finger movements became more frequent, and he didn't need to look carefully to notice that his body was moving again.

"Not only are the hands moving, but the pupils have also returned to normal." Lin Jingzhan said:

"Although this is a bit contrary to scientific common sense, it seems that he is really alive."

Faced with such a thing, even a person like Lu Beichen, who had experienced strong winds and waves, kept clutching his chest, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

He came from a rural area in the mountains and grew up listening to evil stories.

Well now, I actually saw it today.

Cough cough cough——

Lin Yi coughed suddenly, startling Song, Jinmin and the others.

"Are all Chinese people so evil?" Mira grabbed his arm.

"how could I know."

"The whole world belongs to Han people, you should know this kind of thing." Monica said.

"Sister, it's time now, why don't you stop teasing me?"

Lin Jingzhan and Lu Beichen stood on the other side.

In the crematorium, the dead are resurrected. This kind of thing is quite scary no matter how you look at it.

Cough cough cough——

Lin Yi coughed again, and then the six of them saw Lin Yi's expression was painful and tangled, and then...

He actually moved his body little by little and sat up from the bed.

"ah--!"

Mira and Monica screamed so loudly that their throats almost burst.

Song Jinmin and Geisen were not much better.

Lin Yi held his forehead. Although he was resurrected through the ability of 'surviving from desperate situations', his body had been lying in bed for so many days, and all the joints in his body seemed to be rusty.

Even the slightest movement hurts terribly.

Lin Yi felt a little strange when he saw the people in the room.

Ordinarily, I should be at the funeral site now, but why are there only so few people there.

None of the key people came.

In addition, he could understand Lu Beichen's appearance here, but why did Song Jinmin come here again?

"Lin Yi, you're not dead?" Lu Beichen asked tentatively.

He could not calm down this supernatural phenomenon.

"I haven't died yet." Lin Yi said:

"I'm still breathing a sigh of relief. Maybe the current medical equipment didn't detect it and mistakenly thought I was dead."

A few people don't believe this kind of thing, but he is indeed not dead. The fact is right in front of him, and he can't help but not believe it.

This can only be explained as a supernatural phenomenon.

"It's okay as long as you're not dead. If it's later, you'll have to be pushed to the cremator."

Lin Yi's body also felt a chill. If he was pushed to the cremator, he would really die.

However, Lin Yi's eyes soon fell on Lin Jingzhan, and he kept looking at him.

It feels like there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity about this person.

"Don't look, he is your father, Lin Jingzhan."

"Me, my dad..."

Lin Yi was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.

Lin Jingzhan was also stunned. When facing the corpse, he could still be calm. Now that Lin Yi is alive, he doesn't know how to deal with the relationship between the two.

"You have been missing for so many years, and you still come to my funeral. You still have a sense of responsibility." Lin Yi said without embarrassment.

"Everyone is gone, so I have to take a look anyway. After all, you are my son." Lin Jingzhan said:

"But the way we met was a bit abrupt."

"Who says it's not the case? Why don't you just come and see me off?"

"Everyone is outside. I discovered your change in advance and brought you here."

Lin Yi tilted his head and looked at Song Jinmin and the others.

"Why are they here too?"

"They carried you in."

Lin Yi looked at Gaisen, who had dark skin.

Is this the legendary black coffin bearer?

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