Chapter 001 Return from the Immortal Realm, be a son-in-law!
Jiangnan Province, Dongdu City, in a luxurious villa.
Lin Beichen looked at the LCD TV in front of him with a somewhat hollow expression.
On a TV show, a man in a suit and leather shoes was interviewing another unattractive man.
"Rich man, we all know that you have made countless achievements in your life, so someone in the audience asked, behind such brilliance, what is the thing you regret most in your life? Can you share it with us?"
"The thing I regret most in my life is that I single-handedly founded the Baba Group. The development of the Baba Group to this day really took up too much of my personal energy and time. If I could do it all over again, I would definitely choose to be an ordinary person.
"
"Ha, the richest man is still as humorous as ever. Then, another audience member asked, with your current net worth, it can be said that you have more money than you can spend in your lifetime. What do you think about this matter?
What do you think of it?"
"Is more than 100 billion a lot? To be honest, I don't think so."
"In fact, the happiest time in my life was when I was a chef. At that time, my monthly salary was 80 yuan and 50 cents."
The audience immediately burst into laughter.
But Lin Beichen in front of the TV didn't smile. His expression even looked a little serious.
It wasn't until he confirmed that everything in front of him was not an illusion, but real, that he couldn't help but take a deep breath and come to a conclusion.
Back.
I'm really back.
Unexpectedly, he, Lin Beichen, ascended to the upper world for ten years and was about to perish.
The soul would unexpectedly return to the earth by accident and merge into the body of this young man also named Lin Beichen.
The interview continues.
Lin Beichen looked at the TV screen, the little man who was still talking and pretending to be cool.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he wanted to slap her across the distance.
If he remembered correctly, when the 'richest man' was apprenticed to him, he yelled something like this.
"I want to make money, I want to make a lot of money!"
“I don’t want to be a chef with a meager salary anymore!”
"I want to be a master!! I want to be the richest man!! I want to get rich!!"
That's right, the 'richest man' on the TV was exactly one of the three disciples that Lin Beichen accepted before he ascended to heaven.
Because Ma Youqian's ideal was to become the richest man in the hot summer, Lin Beichen taught him how to do business according to his aptitude.
But he didn't expect that in just ten years, he had already fulfilled his dream and truly became the richest man in the summer.
However, Lin Beichen was not surprised. In his previous life, he was a man with a super-time and space system.
The business methods he taught Ma Youqian all came from the super-time and space system. It can be said that he had already expected that the other party would achieve today's success.
only……
"I remember that I never taught this kid the art of pretending? When did he secretly learn it?"
Lin Beichen was a little puzzled. Based on the principle of out of sight, out of mind, he picked up the remote control and changed the channel with a beep.
"Good afternoon, viewers, this is the CTV Traditional Chinese Medicine Channel. I am honored to tell you that the guest we invited today is Taishan Beidou in the medical field, Li Buhuan, the God of Medicine..."
"Huh?"
Lin Beichen was a little surprised, looking at the fairy-like old man slowly appearing on the TV screen.
He wanted to say with emotion that this world is really too small.
One second, he had just seen his third disciple 'Ma Youqian' from his previous life. Unexpectedly, he changed the channel and the next second, he saw his second disciple 'Li Buhuan'.
"God of Medicine? With his three-legged cat's medical skills, this old boy is qualified to be called the God of Medicine?"
Lin Beichen snorted softly.
But when I thought about it, the medical skills I taught Li Buhuan all came from the hyperspace system, which was at least ten years ahead of the Earth.
Lin Beichen was relieved for a while.
At this time, the host of the show asked.
"Medical God Li, do you have anything to say about the successful cure of a patient with leukemia this time?"
Li Buhuan looked like an immortal, and when he heard this, he just shrugged and said in a waning tone.
"For me, what I enjoy is the process of treatment, not the final result."
"Because, as long as the patients I, Li Buhuan, have dealt with, 99% will be cured in the end."
The scene suddenly burst into thunderous applause.
Through the lens, it can be clearly seen that all the viewers look at Li Buhuan with sincere admiration and admiration.
But Lin Beichen once again had the urge to punch the TV.
It's not because Li Buhuan was exaggerating.
On the contrary, with the medical skills that Lin Beichen taught him in his previous life, Li Buhuan could indeed easily cure some diseases that ordinary people considered very difficult.
But the key question is...
Come on, this old boy, could you please stop being so pretentious?
Lin Beichen couldn't stand it anymore and continued to change channels.
This time, what appeared on TV was finally no longer an interview program, but a news bulletin.
Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief, and finally no longer had to see those two pretenders.
However, he had secretly decided in his heart that next time he saw those two idiots, he would torture them and interrogate them.
Let's see when they secretly learned the sect's secret skills by pretending to be Dafa.
Lin Beichen watched the news reports with relish.
Just then...
"This station is reporting the latest news we have received. The Japanese Sword Saint Beihai Yida recently led a crowd to challenge the Yanxia martial arts world. After continuously defeating the four great masters of Yanxia and threatening that there would be no one in Yanxia, he finally angered the Yanxia Martial God Ye Tiangang."
"It is reported that just ten minutes ago, the Martial God Ye Tiangang had a battle with Bei Hai Yidao, and the result of the battle was, well... the Martial God only used one hand to defeat the opponent easily..."
Originally, Lin Beichen's mood had calmed down, but suddenly he heard this news report.
His whole person felt a little bad again.
Ye Tiangang? The God of War in Yanxia?
Lin Beichen felt very heartbroken.
When did Ye Tiangang, who could not withstand a single move from his own men, become qualified to be called the God of War in Yanxia?
Could it be that only ten short years have passed and the martial arts world in Yanxia has already declined to such an extent?
Ye Tiangang was Lin Beichen's first disciple at that time, and he inherited Lin Beichen's martial arts.
Back then, before Lin Beichen ascended to the throne, the title of Yanxia Martial God was still in his possession.
Unexpectedly, ten years have passed and this title has changed hands to his eldest disciple.
Thinking of this, Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel a little sad.
The three disciples he casually accepted ten years ago are now shining brightly in their respective fields.
A man has a lot of money and is called the richest man.
A man achieved enlightenment through medicine and was respected as the God of Medicine.
There is another person who aspires to be the pinnacle of Yanxia martial arts. In the eyes of countless warriors, he is a god-like existence.
Looking back at himself.
The physical body was destroyed, decades of hard work were in vain, and even the soul that barely survived could only be possessed by others.
All kinds of experiences have left him in such a miserable state today?
but……
Lin Beichen's eyes flashed with light and he smiled casually.
A hero doesn't care about his origin, and temporary gains and losses are nothing.
Since Lin Beichen survived this catastrophe, his life in this life must be more glorious than his previous life.
After thinking about this, the haze in Lin Beichen's heart due to his rebirth was instantly swept away.
Click!
Just then, there was a crisp sound.
The door to the room was suddenly pushed open by someone from outside.
"My mother and the others are already here. According to the agreement, you must unconditionally cooperate with me in acting. Now follow me to see them immediately."
A cold voice sounded, without any warmth.
Lin Beichen turned around and saw a beautiful woman standing coldly at the door of the room, staring at him.
Lin Beichen was no stranger to this woman.
Because this woman is none other than his cheap wife Mo Qingwu in this life.
Speaking of which, Mo Qingwu came from a wealthy Mo family and was a famous Bai Fumei in Dongdu City.
Lin Beichen, on the other hand, comes from an ordinary family and belongs to a single-parent family. He was raised by his father who worked hard and sold his labor.
Two people with extremely different statuses should not have any relationship.
But just a week ago, Mo Qingwu suddenly approached Lin Beichen, signed an agreement, and asked for marriage.
The content of the agreement is very simple. After marriage, Lin Beichen must unconditionally cooperate with Mo Qingwu and act for her family.
Also, the two of them were husband and wife in name only, and Lin Beichen could not exercise any rights as a husband, sleep in the same room, or interfere with Mo Qingwu's private life.
Of course, in return, Mo Qingwu would give Lin Beichen 20,000 yuan every month.
Thinking of 20,000 yuan, Lin Beichen finally gritted his teeth and agreed.
He couldn't help but agree.
Because just a month ago, his father, who had always been upright in his heart, suddenly fell ill.
The doctor said that my father's illness was caused by doing too much physical work and overdrafting his body for a long time. It was a complete failure of body functions and had reached a stage that could not be cured by medicine or stone.
If he continues to be treated in the hospital, with luck, he can survive for about half a year.
But if he was discharged immediately, he might not even last a month.
Lin Beichen had just graduated from college and had been working for less than half a year. He couldn't even afford a wheelbarrow with the savings in his bank card. How could he treat his father's illness?
Therefore, facing the agreement in Mo Qingwu's hand, Lin Beichen signed his name without much thought. He needed the 20,000 yuan.
Thinking of his father's illness, Lin Beichen's heart couldn't help but tighten.
Although his achievements in medicine in his previous life were astonishing, he was completely helpless in the face of the overall decline of body functions, which is commonly known as the Five Decline of Heaven and Man in the world of cultivation.
Unless a life-extending elixir can be found, how easy is that?
Besides, yesterday the hospital was demanding payment for last week's fees, which totaled more than 7,000 yuan.
The most urgent task is to raise the cost first.
Thinking of this, Lin Beichen couldn't help but look at Mo Qingwu and said a little embarrassed.
"Mo Qingwu, I'm a little short of money recently. Do you think... can you overdraw this month's salary first..."
Lin Beichen had no choice, otherwise he would never have said this.
But when Mo Qingwu heard what he said, he sneered in his heart and almost subconsciously concluded that Lin Beichen was threatening him.
She just started to say that her mother and others came to ask Lin Beichen to cooperate in acting, and this man reached out to her to ask for money. What else is this if it is not a threat?
Mo Qingwu sneered and mocked.
"Lin Beichen, Lin Beichen, you dare to ask me for money before you even finish the matter. I have to say, you are really thick-skinned."
Lin Beichen blushed, knowing that Mo Qingwu had misunderstood, and he was about to explain.
"You don't need to say more." Mo Qingwu waved his hand and said coldly.
"You are here just for money, and I have my own reasons. You and I are just getting what we need."
"But please remember, the premise for me to give you money is that you must cooperate with me to perform well."
"But if you don't perform well in this play, huh..."
"Don't blame me for speaking directly, you may not even get a penny in the end!"
After saying that, Mo Qingwu looked at him coldly again and left directly.
Lin Beichen could only smile bitterly at this.
But when he thought that his father's medical expenses had not yet been paid, he could only stand up and pat his butt, silently following Mo Qingwu towards the lobby on the first floor of the villa.