Most things about life and death are easy to touch the soul.

After all, in this world, no matter whether it is rich or poor, noble or humble, even if everything can be avoided, no one can cross the threshold of life and death. Once life span arrives, dust returns to dust and earth returns to earth.

Looking at the woman in the coffin, she still had her youth, but she went there for no reason.

The crowd was wiping tears in the middle of the crowd. I accidentally saw the boy in green smiling and looked at him. I glared at the boy fiercely, and cursed in my heart.

Others are sad to see, but you can still laugh?

The boy smiled correctly, but he was sincere.

I was going to step forward and heard someone talking about the woman, and the young man quickly stopped.

Among these onlookers, there are indeed those who know the inside story, and only someone can hear it-

"This family lives in Anlefang. The couple opened a food shop and the business is good on weekdays. A few days ago, when their food shop was about to close, the woman suddenly said she felt a little uncomfortable. Her husband thought she was tired, so he asked her to go home early to rest. When the food shop was closed, the woman went to bed early, and her husband didn't care. Unexpectedly, when she woke up the next day, the woman couldn't wake up no matter how much she called her. Her husband reached out and touched her, and found that the woman was cold and breathless."

The teller said it vividly, as if he had seen clearly from the side when those scenes happened.

The others were obsessed with it and nodded—

"No wonder that the woman's mother's family was not supportive. She was alone the day before, but why did she disappear the next day?"

"That's right, no wonder I doubt her husband."

"Last year, Pingtaifang also had a case of a idle man killing his wife? I heard that the cause was that the two of them had an argument. That night, the husband used a pillow to suffocate his wife to death."

"Didn't this couple not quarreling?"

"Maybe it's not a good match."

"But looking at the husband crying miserably, he doesn't look like a villain who killed his wife."

"I don't look like it."

The boy stood quietly among the crowd of people talking. After listening for a while, he came out of the crowd.

The crowd left such a large open space in the center, and most of them were afraid of the bad luck in the coffin and did not dare to get too close. So the young man took two steps and attracted all his eyes.

The boy didn't care about the eyes of others and came to the middle-aged woman and the man who lost his wife calmly.

The boy first reached out and patted the two little babies on their heads.

The two little babies may be young and do not know good or bad. They just think that the brother in front of them is very beautiful, and they naturally feel a natural sense of intimacy. The boy reached out to pat his head, and his previous panic was swept away and even giggled.

But the little baby's grandma and father may not be as arrogant as theirs, so he reached out to hold the child in his arms.

"Who are you!" looked at the boy vigilantly.

The boy smiled slightly, and his tender and elegant face was difficult to make people feel disgusted. Looking at the boy's thin body, he didn't look like a troublemaker.

When people around were curious, the boy smiled and said—

"No need to be sad for now, I see that there is still a glimmer of life in the person in the coffin."

With a roar, the stones of the sky were shocked!

Many people exclaimed!

"People have been dead for several days, how can they still be alive!"

"Isn't this young man a doctor?"

"Doctor Sun from Xinglin Hall in the east of the city has been seeing it for a long time and said that there is no doctor in the medicine stone!"

It was better to look at others' suspicion. The man, who had already cried and his eyes were swollen, stood up and looked at the boy anxiously.

"What does your husband mean?"

The boy smiled without saying a word, went straight to the coffin, followed the big slit, and pushed the coffin board hard.

There was an uproar everywhere!

"what are you up to!"

The person who was angrily shouted should be the elder brother of the woman in the coffin. She clenched her fists and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the man in mourning.

"Brother, wait a little longer! Wait a little longer!" The man looked at the young man's thin back expectantly.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, people in desperate situations will seize it desperately, such as men at this time.

The boy supported his hands on the coffin and looked at the woman lying calmly in the coffin from top to bottom.

His face is like white paper, his lips are blue, and his chest is not undulating.

The boy reached out and touched it, and his whole body was really cold and hard, as if he was dead.

But the boy understood that the stiffness of this woman was different from the stiffness of her body after she died.

After making a judgment in his heart, the boy took action decisively, as fast as lightning. Almost no one saw the boy pressing hard on the woman's body.

Not far away, the man in mourning asked tremblingly: "Mr., how about you?"

The boy stood up, not looking at the man, but looked up at the sky, squinting his eyes as if he was observing something.

Suddenly, the boy stretched out his palm and patted the woman's forehead hard, then shouted:

"The vitality is still unresolved, and you will not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and you will not wake up quickly!"

With a clear shout, the wind and clouds above my head seemed to change color.

The light rain that had just stopped for a while actually started to drizzle again.

The celestial phenomena changed color, but there was no one around who dared to speak out. The boy's loud shout just now was really majestic, as if thunder exploded in his ears. They could no longer question as before except for trembling.

The raindrops were cold and fell on the face of the woman in the coffin.

The man walked forward sadly, unwilling to let the rain wet his wife's body.

The boy turned around and opened the oil paper umbrella in his hand.

A low cry of pain came from the coffin.

The man rushed to the coffin and saw his wife who had been dead for several days. She sat up straight from the coffin, accompanied by coughing, her eyes were confused and confused. She seemed to not understand why she had slept for a while and woke up to this crowded street.

"Li Lang..." She saw her husband.

The man was stiff all over and looked at his wife who was "resurrected from the dead" incredibly.

Live... come alive?

"Scam...scam!"

When they were close, they suddenly saw this terrifying scene, but they were so scared that their souls were all exposed. Many people became weak on the spot and wanted to turn around and run away.

The woman in the coffin didn't know the reason, but she had breathing, heartbeat, and was trembling with the freezing rain. She was obviously a living person.

More people, their awe-inspiring eyes fell on the young man in blue.

Resurrection from the dead.

The boy still had his initial light smile, holding an oil-paper umbrella and heading eastward.

No one dared to stop the place where the boy passed by, and he was born in a dense crowd and separated the road, so that the boy could pass through.

The boy was walking on wooden clogs, his steps were leisurely and his clothes were not wet.

Soon, Youyou disappeared into the crowd.

...

Above the street pavilion, an open window leans against a person.

Lang Yan is unique, even if the Shu brocade is luxurious, it is no match for the spring scenery that looks like jade eyebrows and eyes.

He held a folding fan in his hand and knocked on his wrist one by one.

He chuckled and said:

"interesting."

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Chapter completed!