Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

"Brother, you seem to talk less and less in the past few days." Lin Huaijin was also observing the surroundings and chatting with his brother.

"Xiao Jin, I'm a little scared." Lin Qing pursed her lips.

Lin Huaijin turned back suddenly, "Brother, what are you afraid of?"

Didn't I notice at some point that my brother was in danger?

"I'm afraid that my uncles and uncles hate me. I don't know why, but I seem to feel that a lot of people hate me. I must have been an unpopular person since I was a child." Lin Qing said with his eyes half closed.

Lin Huaijin grabbed his brother's hand and repeated to him for the hundredth time: "Brother has been a very good person since he was a child. No one would dislike him. If someone else dislikes him, it must be their fault. Brother is definitely not wrong."

In the past, when Lin Huaijin said this, his brother would smile with his lips pursed and his eyes curved, but today, Lin Qing did not smile, but frowned, "Xiaojin, you don't have to lie to me..."

When Lin Huaijin saw his brother like this, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his brother had remembered everything in advance?

Thinking of this, Lin Huaijin swallowed nervously, "Brother, have you... remembered everything?"

Lin Qing shook his head. "Not yet, but I remembered my memories before I was twelve years old. Everyone in Yuanjian Sect hated me. Even my father hated me. No one liked me. Oh, no, and Aunt Xiu, Aunt Xiu...does she like me?"

The voice gradually became lower and lower. Lin Qing's forehead was bulging with blue veins. He closed his eyes in pain, "Aunt Xiu... why can't I remember... does Aunt Xiu hate me too?... Everyone does..."

Lin Qing frowned in pain, his eyes were red, and a faint light grey mark appeared on his forehead.

Lin Huaijin quickly reached into his brother's Dantian and completed the seal of the Heavenly Demon Pill, "Brother, don't think about it if you can't remember it."

Lin Huaijin raised his voice, forced his brother's head to stand straight, held his cheeks with both hands, and looked straight into his brother's eyes.

There was pain in those clear eyes. Lin Qing's face became paler and paler, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Lin Huaijin put his forehead against his brother's, so that his brother could only see him. "Brother, believe me, I won't lie to you. Those people are either ignorant or have evil intentions. They are not worthy of your attention. You just need to know that you are the best. It is those people's fault."

Lin Qing gradually calmed down, "I..." His lips moved a few times, but his throat was dry and he couldn't say anything.

Lin Huaijin continued to comfort him, "Brother, in Xiaojin's heart, you have been the best brother since childhood, and the person Xiaojin loves the most."

Lin Qing murmured: "Xiao Jin..."

Lin Huaijin rubbed his brother's nose and whispered, "Brother, no one in this world understands you better than me, and no one loves you more than me. Other people's preferences are not important.

If Uncle Feng doesn't like you, we can leave. We can find other ways. I will never leave you."

Lin Qing calmed down completely, "Okay. As long as Xiao Jin is by my side, it doesn't matter even if I lose my memory for life."

Lin Huaijin smiled and ruffled his brother's hair. "Brother, you are remembering more and more now. You won't lose your memory forever."

Although I really hope that my brother will rely on me like he does now, if he loses his memory for life, he will indeed rely on me for the rest of his life.

But if the restless Heavenly Demon Pill is not dealt with, my brother will never be able to use his spiritual power.

That wouldn't be good for my brother at all.

He hoped that his brother could always make life choices according to his own wishes and ideas, instead of being deceived and cheated all his life because of his own selfish desires.

The two of them rested under the tree for a long time before Bai Yinjin woke up slowly.

It was completely dark now.

After Bai Yinjin woke up, he started cursing at the person outside, but unfortunately the person outside never showed up.

Bai Yinjin smashed down a few defensive formations and trapping formations before he and Lin Qing and the others started to prepare some food.

After dinner, Bai Yinjin set up a soundproof array and made the inside of the array opaque, and gathered together to discuss what to do next.

The next morning, the three of them still stayed in the formation, neither leaving nor unlocking the formation.

"I sent a message to my sister last night. She said she would arrange for someone to pick us up. We will wait here."

While controlling the fire, Lin Huaijin asked, "Who will pick us up?"

Bai Yinjin deftly added various ingredients into an iron pot, and the delicious aroma of the chicken soup slowly began to emanate.

Hearing this, he took his eyes away from the pot and said nonchalantly: "I don't know, but I guess it should be your cousin who came to pick you up."

Lin Qing had been silent since yesterday. Hearing this, he just nodded with Lin Huaijin.

After the three of them had breakfast, they still stayed in the formation.

Bai Yinjin felt something was wrong and asked in confusion, "Why is Qing'er so silent today?"

Lin Qing pursed her lips and shook her head, "Uncle Bai, I just remembered something."

Just as Bai Yinjin was about to ask, he heard footsteps outside the formation. Bai Yinjin turned his head and was startled: "Xiaotang, Xiaomu, why are you two here to pick someone up?"

A man and a woman came out of the forest. The woman was tall, dressed neatly, and had heroic eyes. After hearing this, she nodded at them without saying a word, looking very aloof.

The man had one hand behind his back and was playing with a bamboo flute in the other hand. He was dressed in a gorgeous and noble manner. Hearing this, he turned the bamboo flute in his hand and smiled. "Uncle, don't you want us to pick you up?" He said with a smile, "Tell me who you want to come, and I'll go back and find someone to pick you up right away."

Bai Yinjin blinked, really unsure. He glanced at Lin Huaijin, scratched his head, and decided to try again.

"Where's your brother? I thought it was your brother who came to pick us up."

The man tapped the bamboo flute in his hand against his forehead and smiled even more deeply: "You know my brother is busy. If you expect him to pick you up, you may have to wait a few more months."

Bai Yinjin sent a message to Lin Huaijin, "What should we do? They seem to be real."

Yesterday they thought of a trick to lure the snake out of its hole. Since the person behind the scenes has been unwilling to sacrifice himself, they pretended that someone was coming to take over, so that they would seize the opportunity to expose themselves and have a real fight with real guns.

Instead of this cumbersome and complex endless array of formations, there are also killing moves mixed in the formations.

Finally, someone really came, but this person imitated the character too well.

Lin Huaijin sent him a message, "Uncle Bai, yesterday we guessed that the enemy was from the Hidden Veins Clan, so they must be familiar with the Wind Spirit Clan and can disguise themselves as normal. Don't be fooled."

The two of them communicated with each other while the man outside was already knocking on the formation with a bamboo flute. "Uncle, let's go now. We'll be there in two or three days."