Rebirth: Taking the Enemy to Cultivate Immortals

Minshui City, Taohua Village, Clinic.

Meng Lin seemed to hear grandma's crying in a daze. He struggled to open his eyes, but no matter what, he couldn't open the eyelids that seemed to be glued together.

Meng Lin knew that he was dreaming, if it wasn't for a dream, how could he come to a strange place, and he would still feel kindly familiar in his heart.

He walked by the lake and looked at the endless lake, took a deep breath of the fresh air, and felt that his whole body was going to float lightly.

It actually floated up! ?

Immediately, Meng Lin realized that he was dreaming, and anything that happened in the dream is possible, although not everyone can have a lucid consciousness in the dream.

Since this is a dream, maybe it can be controlled by myself!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel playful, and ran directly on the lake, feeling the cool wind blowing across his cheeks, and he laughed happily.

It has been a long time since he experienced this feeling of being free from his body. He imagined that he had a pair of wings and could fly freely in the sky, and then Meng Lin really flew up.

This dream feels really good! !

Meng Lin, who was flying in the sky, saw a small black spot on the opposite side of the lake, and thought in his heart: I want to go to the opposite side of the lake.

With a "whoosh", Meng Lin reached the other side, his feet stepped on the ground, looking at this wooden house, why did he dream of a wooden house?Is it my fantasy home?He laughed and shook his head, why think so much?You don't know if you go in directly, and you don't need any logic in dreaming.

With these far-fetched thoughts in his mind, Meng Lin walked slowly towards the wooden house.

He directly pushed open the door that was not closed tightly. The room was a little dark. It took him a while to get used to it before he could see the furnishings clearly. The first thing that caught his eye was a character drawn with a brush. Meng Lin was a little funny, and he didn't know how to use a brush. draw.

Then he noticed the characters in the painting. In the portrait, there were two men with long hair, one in a black and one red gorgeous robe, with their hands clasped together, their eyes facing each other with lingering eyes, sitting cross-legged.

What does this mean?He is not gay, why would he dream of an intimate portrait of two men?

Could it be that he is a well-hidden deep cabinet? Meng Lin patted his head, thinking all sorts of messy things in his mind, can he still get better?Just because the eyes of the characters in the portrait are lingering, it doesn't mean that they are a couple! ?

Just as he was about to divert his gaze and look at other places, he saw the man in red looking at him with sizing eyes.

Meng Lin was taken aback, how could this person move!

He encouraged himself, it was just a dream, don't scare yourself!

But I was still scared, and wanted to leave here directly, but was horrified to find that I couldn't move at all!

what happened?Isn't this dream under my control?Why can't I move!

move!Get out of here quickly!

Meng Lin could only watch helplessly as the man walked down from the painting and circled around him.

The man in red said dissatisfied: "The aptitude is okay, but it's a pity that you are too timid." He shook his head with regret, "If it wasn't for the time constraints, I really want to take care of you."

Seeing the man's index finger stretched towards him, Meng Lin, unable to move and unable to speak, could only stare at the man talking to himself with wide eyes.

I swear in my heart, what qualifications are not qualified?Do you think you are some kind of hermit master?He also said that I am timid, whoever encounters such a weird thing doesn't want to run away, does he still want to stay here and wait to die?

The man in red curled his lips and sneered, "Boy—I can hear what you're thinking!" He stretched out his finger and poked hard, "I was going to be gentle with you, but since you don't cherish it, then bear with me well." anger!"

Meng Lin panicked, and saw that the man in red in front of him gradually turned into spots of light from the place where he was in contact with him.

He just felt that his whole brain was about to burst, and he had the illusion that he was about to burst.

He didn't know when he was able to move, but his whole body was slowly limp to the ground, writhing in pain and unable to move, he didn't even have the strength to move.

He would rather faint by himself than bear the pain.

Meng Lin could only be sure that he was not dreaming, if it was a dream, he would have been awakened by this painful torture long ago.

He could only suffer in pain with his eyes open, slowly digesting the extra information in his mind.

I don't know how long he suffered, but Meng Lin felt that he was numb from the pain. Suddenly, his vision went dark, and he finally fell into a dark and sweet dream, and his figure gradually disappeared in this space.

"This kid's perseverance is not bad, he can survive for four or five days." There was a joking word in the air.

"In this way, I can safely hand over the inheritance to him." The man in red in the painting caressed the face of another man, "Now I can go to you!"

The man in black in the painting didn't respond, and the man in red didn't care either. He gently leaned forward and kissed the man's thin lips, "Wait for me—we'll meet again soon."

The look in the eyes of the man in red gradually dissipated, and he became as rigid as the man in black, and the portrait also returned to the sitting posture Meng Lin saw.

Meng Lin fainted for seven or eight days. The doctor in the clinic only said that he might have lost too much blood due to an ax cut, and the protective mechanism of the brain caused him to go into a coma.

Grandma Meng died in a coma these few days. The doctor at the clinic said on the first day that there was nothing serious, just go home and recuperate.Grandma Meng didn't wake up on the third day. She was afraid that the doctors in the clinic were not skilled enough to find out something. After much deliberation, she had to contact her son who lived in the city and ask him to drive over to take Meng Lin to the hospital.

When I went to the hospital in the city, I had a brain CD and had a X-ray. There was no problem, and the wound had healed, but I just couldn't wake up.

Looking at the grandson who was lying on the hospital bed as pale as paper, and his cheeks were sunken because he hadn't eaten for a few days.Grandma Meng was lying beside the hospital bed in extreme pain, crying and shouting: "It's all grandma's fault...Grandma has nothing to do to join in the fun...Grandma would rather be lying here... than let Linlin suffer this... "

Meng Guoqing stepped forward and patted his mother on the shoulder, comfortingly said: "Mom, don't cry..." Grandma Meng ignored him and continued to cry vigorously.

He added: "This kid is young! Didn't the doctors say it's nothing serious..."

Grandma Meng couldn't help getting angry when she heard his tone of no big deal, and immediately turned her guns on him, "Why are you a father? I haven't seen you care about Linlin once since I was a child. Now Linlin was injured and lay on the bed, and he didn't see you..." The more she said, the more angry she became, Grandma Meng wanted to go up and beat him up.

Just as he was about to start, he heard a weak voice behind him.

"grandmother--"

When Meng Lin woke up with a headache, he saw his grandma arguing with someone. He was afraid that she would get angry, so he called her. Only when he came out of his voice did he realize that his throat was very dry. He swallowed his parched throat, "Water——"

When Grandma Meng heard that her grandson wanted to drink water, she hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, handed it to his mouth, and instructed: "Be careful of burning—"

Meng Lin took the cup and drank a few sips of water, exhaled, and felt that he had finally come back to life.

Seeing grandma looking at himself with concern, "Grandma, how long have I been unconscious?" He held his painful head again, feeling that there were a lot of strange information in it, but he couldn't calm down now, and couldn't sort it out. Just let it go.

"Linlin, you have been in a coma for eight days. You don't have to worry about school matters. I have already asked you for leave..." Grandma Meng saw that her grandson was happy when he woke up. Everything that happened that day was explained clearly.

Those young people were taken to the police station by the police and locked up. They could only be locked up for a month if they didn't kill anyone. The boss seemed to have given up on the idea of ​​buying a tree...

Meng Guoqing saw that one of them was talking happily and the other was listening seriously, completely ignoring himself, coughed once to remind him of his presence, but no one paid attention to him, coughed twice more.

Grandma Meng turned her head and said impatiently: "Go get the medicine when you catch a cold. It just so happens that this is the hospital so you won't have to go back again."

Meng Guoqing was a little embarrassed by his mother. Seeing his son looking at him, he said to him seriously: "This time, you are fatal. You didn't hurt your vitals, you only hurt your flesh. You won't be so lucky next time."

Grandma Meng saw that her grandson had just woken up, and Meng Guoqing said such clumsy words, stretched out her hand and pushed him out of the door, "Linlin has already woken up, so you can go about your own business! Don't come here to make people idle."

"Bang—" the door closed with a sound.

Meng Guoqing was pushed out of the ward by his mother, and patted the closed door, "Mom—open the door—"

Seeing that the passing nurses and patients looked at him strangely, he hastily lowered his volume and whispered, "Mom—"

Grandma Meng asked through the door: "Is there anything else? Just go if you have nothing to do!"

Meng Guoqing could only swallow all the lectures he had prepared, and changed the subject, "Mom—do you want me to invite a nurse over later? At your age, it's not easy to stay here all the time..."

"No, I can still hold on, you can go back to the company!" After Grandma Meng finished speaking, she ignored her son's earnest dissuasion and was about to continue taking care of her grandson. She ran to the hospital bed, stopped his merciless behavior and said: "Linlin, don't worry, the bones are not injured, it's just the flesh, just take care of it."

Meng Lin listened to grandma's concern, and he confirmed that the bones were intact, and comforted her with a stiff smile, "Grandma, I'm fine, don't worry, by the way, I've been in a coma for so long, did I ask for leave from school. "

It wasn't broken, how could it be possible, at that time he clearly heard the sound of bones breaking, he resisted the urge to confirm again, and asked the question that he was most concerned about now.

Grandma Meng looked at him worriedly, "You don't have to worry about these things, grandma has already taken all the leave for this semester for you. The school agreed when they heard about your accident, as long as you can take the final exam at that time... "

The movement outside the door finally disappeared, and Meng Guoqing should leave.