Although the funeral scene has become a mess, Yuan Rou still saw the abnormality here not far away and immediately rushed over and hugged Xia Wei’s slim waist and dragged her aside.

You are quick to release my master. Master, he is calling me Xia Wei. If she frantically earned Yuan Rou’s arms, she jumped on the crystal coffin again, but before she could jump near, she was stopped by Lin Xiaoai, another girl.
Lin Xiaoai said with tears in her eyes, Wei, we all know that you are sad. In fact, everyone here is in the same mood, but Dr. Mo has really gone to you. Just let him go quietly.
No, no, I really heard master calling me. Get out of here. I want to see my master.
Xia Wei struggled desperately, but she has been very weak since she came from the sea. It is already very difficult to be here at this time. Where can she earn more than two people? Early people over there pushed back the coffin, and the platform emcee also ended his speech and announced the farewell ceremony of the body.
So there were two long queues at the scene to see off, one bowed to the dead body and threw the yellow chrysanthemum in his hand around the crystal coffin.
Lao Shuan is a farmer from the countryside. He is over 50 years old this year. His children and his wife have lived together for a generation. He seldom goes to hospital when he is ill. Generally, he just takes medicine and gets through it.
A few days ago, his asthma was really unbearable again, so he took a long-distance bus to the city’s big hospital for a check-up. Who knows that he had to pay nearly 1000 yuan for the doctor’s checklist alone before even a little effective treatment could be carried out.
Lao Shuan, an old farmer’s wife, has been paralyzed in bed for many years by scraping food from the soil, and her family is almost out of rice pots. Where can I get so much money to treat his asthma, but it makes him feel so uncomfortable that he can’t wait to dig his neck out?
So Lao Shuan looked at the pile of expensive checklists at the hospital window and immediately fell to the ground.
An aunt who works as a cleaning worker in a hospital helped the old suppository up. After learning about the old suppository, she secretly told him the address of Xu Changyi’s traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and said that a small imperial doctor there was not only better in medical skills, but also cheaper. If he didn’t tell the truth about the person who looked down on the disease, he would not only give medicine for him to go there.
Old Shuan doesn’t believe in himself. Even a big hospital can’t cure a chronic disease for many years. A small doctor can see it well, but now he has nothing to think about, so he listens to the cleaner’s advice and plans to try again and again. If he can’t cure it, he doesn’t plan to suffer from this job again. Why don’t he just buy two packs of rat poison and go home and collapse in bed and drink it with his wife?
After finishing the old suppository, he couldn’t cure the old disease after taking several drugs. After Mo Yifan went to the clinic with a few needles, he couldn’t feel the pain. He was still panting at any time when he came to the clinic, but when he came from the clinic, he didn’t even catch his breath when he trotted to catch the long-distance bus. When he got home, he gave Mo Yifan a few pairs of traditional Chinese medicines to drink, and his lingering nightmare for more than ten years ended up leaving him.
Old Shuan was very surprised, and then he rushed to the donkey cart and had the cheek to send his wife who had been paralyzed for more than 20 years for medical treatment.
Mo Yifan tried his best at once without saying anything, but his wife’s illness was stubborn, and it was not only once or twice that he could be cured well and scored seven times in acupuncture that he could recover. Since then, Lao Shuan has sent his wife to the city every three days, and he has seen his wife’s necrotic muscles in his two legs gradually come back to life, and he has been able to get up with crutches. Lao Shuan’s face smiled.
And the old couple’s passion for Mo Yifan adds a bit of kindness. Old Shuan secretly offered Mo Yifan a memorial tablet of immortality at home. Every morning and evening, he prayed to the gods to bless the good people and make them live a long life.
But when Lao Shuan came to the clinic with his wife for the seventh time, he heard the news that Doctor Mo had passed away. When the old couple heard the news, they were so stupid that they stayed at the door of the clinic and cried for half a night. Then Lao Shuan sent his wife home first, and then he came back to talk about sending the benefactor the last trip before they would feel at ease.
At this time, it was finally the turn of Lao Shuan to come to the gorgeous crystal coffin. Others usually bowed three times, but although Lao Shuan was old, he did not hesitate to kneel on the ground and kowtowed to the benefactor’s body for more than a dozen heads.
The people behind really couldn’t stand it and wanted to lift the old bolt up, but the old bolt stubbornly pushed the man and then knelt down and climbed to the front of the crystal coffin, looking up at the top of his head with tears and saying whether God was really blind or not. Everyone said that good people should be rewarded, but why did a good man like Mo Shen get such a field at a young age? God really opened his eyes for a while and let Mo Shen live. If he died, he would take my old man’s birthday as a reward.
I have received Mo Yifan’s kindness, but I don’t feel sad and cry when I hear it. I think about the old saying, sighing and thinking about what a good person deserves. It seems that this kind of nonsense is really unreliable
Two traditional Chinese medicine hospitals held the old bolt before their death and sighed, saying, Grandpa, get up quickly. We are all very sad that Mo Shen has gone, but people can’t come back to life after death.
However, at this moment, I suddenly heard a crisp crack ring in front of the huge crystal coffin, and suddenly there were several fine cracks.
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This sudden change has greatly changed the look of the witnesses, and the girls in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals such as Lin Xiaoai, who are not far away, screamed with fear.
But the old Shuan was surprised and repeatedly shouted to the sky, "God’s eyes are open, God’s eyes are open, and Mo Shen’s doctor has come back to life."
Holding the old man, the two Chinese medicine hospital boys looked at the crystal coffin with their necks pulled out in shock, but the glass bricks of the crystal coffin were covered with fine cracks, so that the body inside was now a fuzzy shadow, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.
The two men swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said calmly, no, it’s impossible, grandpa. Don’t shout. This may be because music caused the glass brick to resonate. Yes, resonance is resonance. We learned this in physics class.
sound made in coughing or vomiting
Once again, the crystal coffin exploded with a strange sound. The central part of the coffin lid suddenly splashed a little bit of glass beads the size of rice grains with starlight debris, and then fell to the ground like rain, giving off a burst of crisp and pleasant sounds, but it made people feel a little numb in the face, so they didn’t feel pain. The crystal coffin is a good tempered glass brick, which will form smooth beads after being broken and generally won’t cut people.
The scream rang again, and this time even the bolder man cried with fear because a pale hand had been stretched out in the middle of the broken coffin.
Help!
Fraudulent corpse
Ghost
At that time, a mourning shed became a mess. Most people fled crazily, and some people were a little bolder. They hid in a distant place and took photos desperately with their mobile phones aimed at the crystal coffin with a ghost claw.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-five Broken coffin rebirth
Protect the third master quickly
Ah Hao was startled when he suddenly reached out his hand in the crystal coffin, and then immediately moved to the front of Chen Sanye, yelling and ordering those black suit bodyguards to line up to protect Chen Sanye.
They protected Chen San-ye from going back by bus, but Chen San-ye’s feet were nailed to the ground. Generally speaking, he refused to move a step. His eyes were bright and he looked at the hand from the crystal coffin, and there was a faint color in his eyes.
Chen San-ye doesn’t believe in gods or ghosts all his life. Although he is a gangster, he doesn’t even serve Master Zhong at home. Therefore, he doesn’t believe in the story of reincarnation. Since Mo Yifan can move again, it proves that Mo Yifan is not dead, but if Mo Yifan is not dead, then he still hopes to continue his life.
The pale hand trembled slightly in the crystal coffin for a while, and then the five fingers gradually bent and clenched into fists.
The few people closest to the crystal coffin at the moment when the fist was held seemed to see a series of circular ripples produced from that fist, but when they looked intently, they had nothing.