Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Five years later.

There are sounds of reading inside the house and the sun is shining brightly outside.

The afternoon sun shines on the windowsill and on the boy dozing off by the window.

Mufuzi: "Does anyone know the characteristics and effects of Qingxin Grass?"

Seeing that no one responded, Master Mu asked, "Lin Huaijin, stand up and answer."

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was dozing by the window stood up and spoke slowly and clearly, in a calm tone:

"Qingxin grass is stick-shaped, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, slightly curved, with yellow-white or green-white surface and densely covered with short soft hairs. The calyx is green, with five lobes at the tip. The corolla of the open flower is tubular, with two lips at the tip; there are five stamens and one pistil, with a fresh fragrance, light taste, and slightly bitter. It has the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, dispersing wind and dissipating heat, and can be used for throat paralysis, erysipelas, heat-toxic bloody dysentery, wind-heat cold, and fever caused by febrile diseases."

Mu Fuzi nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, sit down."

Mu Xia, who was sitting next to him, asked in a low voice: "Lin Huaijin, weren't you asleep? How do you know what the teacher asked?"

Lin Huaijin smiled and said, "This herb has a nice name. I heard it."

Mu Xia whispered, "Qingxincao? What's so nice about this name? Does it sound good if it's named after your brother? Qinglingye and Qingluodan are both nice."

"Yes, they all sound nice." Lin Huaijin whispered, "My brother's name is the nicest."

"Cough cough."

Mu Xia: “…”

"Why hasn't Brother Lin Qing come out yet?" Yue Lingluo also joined the group chat in a low voice.

"Cough cough cough."

"It should be soon." Lin Huaijin lowered his eyes slightly, with a dark look in his eyes.

Mu Xia continued, "I haven't met your brother yet. Come out and introduce him to me."

“Cough, cough, cough.” Master Mu coughed on the podium for a long time but no one paid attention to him. He was so angry that his thick black beard was about to stand up: “Mu Daxia, Lin Huaijin, Yue Lingluo, what are you talking about? Stand up and tell me.”

Perhaps his spiritual power was unstable, his beard and hair were growing visibly, and his claws and fangs were becoming more luxuriant and vigorous.

Lin Huaijin, Yue Lingluo, Mu Xia: "..."

Mr. Mu: "What? You can't talk to me? Then go outside and talk." He pointed to the door and asked a few troublemakers to stand there as punishment.

When the three of them walked to the door, Lin Huaijin and Yue Lingluo looked at each other, turned back and bowed to Master Mu, and said, "Thank you, sir. We will go back first."

He dragged Mu Xia and ran outside.

"Going back? Stop! I told you to stand outside the door as punishment!" Master Mu chased to the door angrily.

The three people outside the door used magic to run very fast, and now they were just a black dot in the distance.

"Hahahahahahaha, Mr. Kuroki is so angry that his beard has grown." Yue Lingluo laughed so hard that she bent over. The seventeen-year-old girl had a slender waist and was graceful, but her laughter was so hearty that she sounded like a devil.

Yue Lingluo is now in the middle stage of foundation building. She can control the spiritual energy in her body and prevent it from dissipating. She is no longer a little girl who passively steps on flowers to build roads. Now she can step on them when she wants to.

But the wreath on her head was still there, replaced with fresh and delicate flowers every day. The two pigtails that hung in front of her chest when she was a child were now coiled up, extending from behind her ears to the top of her head, hidden under the wreath.

With a fresh garland and cheeks as white as jade, she looks more like a saint of the Lin clan than when she was a child. When she is silent, she is a graceful fairy sister.

"Be careful he tells his parents." Mu Xia also laughed and shook his head. He wore a white disciple uniform crookedly on his body, which was covered with medicinal materials and annotations.

He is a ruthless person who aspires to be both an expert in elixir and poison.

Lin Huaijin walked towards Feihong Peak and waved goodbye to them, "You guys go and have fun by yourselves, I'm going to look for my brother."

Mu Xia: "What does this kid go to see every day? He can't see anything."

Yue Lingluo sighed and said softly, "It's been so fast. Five years have passed. I don't know when Brother Lin Qing will come out. I miss Brother Lin Qing so much, and Brother Xiao Jin should miss him even more."

Mu Xia was speechless: "I haven't seen him yet. I just heard Lin Huaijin bragging about how good his brother is."

Yue Lingluo patted his shoulder, pretending that he didn't know anything: "Brother Lin Qing is really very good."

Mu Xia nodded: "Okay, I'll go back and memorize the lessons first, see you tomorrow."

The boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, ran away in a hurry.

Yue Lingluo looked at the direction where Lin Huaijin was walking away, then looked towards the southeast.

I miss my sister too. Yue Lingluo thought of Lin Huaijin's doll, her eyes became firm, and she went home to practice.

......

It was already past mid-afternoon when Lin Huaijin arrived at the foot of Feihong Peak.

The shadows on the ground gradually lengthened.

Lin Huaijin walked to the edge of the cold pond, sat down cross-legged, and put his hands into the pond, soaking them slowly.

Ever since his brother entered the Cold Pond to practice, the water in the Cold Pond no longer freezes Lin Huaijin.

The rain in the secret realm is created when the spirit of the secret realm takes the cold pond water here and combines it with its own spiritual energy, just to make its trees grow faster.

Therefore, the original trees in the secret realm will automatically reshape themselves to receive irrigation when encountering the rain. The rain in the secret realm is probably like the spirit of the secret realm applying fertilizer.

Lin Huaijin moved his palms in the cold pond, and the icy cold water slid between his fingers.

Looking at my face reflected in the cold pond, I suddenly wanted to see my brother.

Lin Qing was seriously injured on the Solitary Peak and fainted after bringing Lin Huaijin to the mountainside. After waking up, the spirit of the secret realm, out of guilt for its new friend, provided Lin Qing with an Ice Soul Pearl and asked him to practice at the bottom of the cold pond.

If he could refine the Ice Soul Pearl, Lin Qing would basically not be burned by his own violent energy waves in the future, so Lin Qing secluded himself at the bottom of the cold pond for five years.

Lin Huaijin is already fifteen years old and really misses his brother.

Lin Huaijin looked at the mirror-like surface of the lake, and his longing for her grew stronger.

"Brother, when will you wake up?" Lin Huaijin looked at his hands and thought of the pair of bony hands five years ago...

Lin Huaijin sat on the shore until the sun was about to set, then slowly walked home with the setting sun behind him.

The setting sun stretched the shadow very long. Lin Huaijin suddenly stopped and looked at the extra shadow at his feet... and was stunned.

"Xiao Jin?" A voice behind him asked softly, with some confusion.

Lin Huaijin didn't dare to look back, fearing that it would be another dream.

"Is it Xiaojin?" The shadow behind him took two steps forward and asked again.

Lin Huaijin turned around.

The orange-red sunset cast a hazy halo on a slender figure. The seventeen-year-old brother looked at himself quietly without saying a word, as if he was about to merge into the light.

Lin Huaijin's eyes were sore, and he jumped onto Lin Qing and grabbed his neck tightly.

"Brother, Xiaojin misses you so much, why are you so slow?" Lin Huaijin cried with tears and snot.

Lin Qing held his brother with one hand and touched the back of his head with the other hand, his eyes slightly red.

"I was slow. Don't cry, Xiaojin. I know I was wrong." Lin Qing said softly.

"Wuwuwu brother, wuwuwu brother." Lin Huaijin's heart was trembling violently and aching slightly. His surging emotions were eager to find an outlet, so he opened his mouth and bit Lin Qing's neck.