Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Breakfast is vegetable porridge.

On the first day of the disaster, all the people were rescued, and all the food that was buried underneath was also rescued.

The village chief stood on the grass and sighed deeply, feeling sad but relieved.

Thanks to the help of Lin Qing and three other monks, otherwise if they relied on their own manpower, it would probably take several days and nights to find everyone.

Lin Huaijin was so exhausted that he leaned on his brother and didn't want to move or eat.

Lin Qing was also very tired, but his physical condition recovered quickly. In addition, he used his own method of absorbing spiritual energy while using it. His body was also constantly circulating spiritual energy for cultivation. He was able to do three things at once, and the fatigue in his body soon dissipated.

However, trying three things at once consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. The good thing was that his body didn't feel tired, but the bad thing was that his head felt like it was being pricked by needles.

Jin Can just lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, lying in a spread-eagle position.

After breakfast, they continued to help the villagers clean up.

It was not until the sun set that everyone could breathe a sigh of relief.

The villagers spontaneously built several large bonfires. They sat around the bonfires and roasted the frozen chickens and rabbits provided by Lin Qing.

The baking method in the north is different, it uses smoking. That night Lin Qing learned a new barbecue trick.

Yesterday evening in the village, smoke rose from the houses, greetings and calls were heard everywhere, and the ridges of the fields were neatly laid out.

In an instant, the world of fireworks disappeared and collapsed before their eyes, and the sounds of crying, shouting, and roaring filled their minds.

A crack big enough for an adult to fall into appeared about one-third of the way through the village.

The village chief and several prestigious villagers discussed and decided to move the one-third of households that had suffered severe damage to the other side of the village.

It will take a lot of effort to fill this crack, and we don't know if it will crack again in the future. It is better to move away.

By the campfire, everyone who had survived the disaster was not in high spirits; still trapped in the disaster of the past two days, the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

The village chief is old, and the old man with a white beard came over tremblingly to thank him:

"Thank you three young heroes for your great help. On behalf of the whole village, I would like to express my deep gratitude. I wish the three young talents great success and ascend to heaven soon."

Lin Qing clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "It's just a small gesture, not worth mentioning."

Lin Huaijin also clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "It's nothing to mention."

Jin Can also clasped his fists and bowed, "Me too."

Jincan acted like an adult and amused the people around him.

The atmosphere in front of the bonfire was finally not so heavy anymore.

Some villagers were beating a simple small drum, "dong dong dong". Although the sound was simple, it was very exciting to listen to, and people couldn't help but want to sing and dance along.

Some villagers also placed several bowls with different depths of water, and the sounds produced by knocking out different bowls were also different. With just a few bowls of water, they were able to produce light and pleasant music.

Lin Huaijin pulled Lin Qing to watch and learned how to knock on a bowl on the spot.

Jin Can followed the villagers who were beating the drum and also took a small drum and started beating it. Jin Can was originally from the north and had basically seen these customs and practices in the villages near Jin Guangzong.

It was the first time for Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin to come to the north, so everything they saw was new to them.

In fact, Lin Huaijin had been to the north as a jade pendant in his previous life, but he was always hunting with his brother and had little contact with mortal life.

After they learned how to beat the bowls, they followed the drumming team and sang and danced around the campfire.

The song is melodious and there is no complicated singing method or lyrics. It is just a simple tune and simple words. You can sing along after listening to it once.

The sudden disaster left them at a loss, but life still had to go on. Ordinary people still had to get up early the next morning to clean up their shattered homes, pick up their broken hearts, mend their ways, and stumble forward.

They were intoxicated with the singing and dancing tonight, and regained their confidence with the power of singing and dancing. The orange-red flames reflected their red faces and also illuminated their broken hearts.

But, a bamboo stick and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, so who is afraid?

It was already late at night after the bonfire party ended, and the three of them took the opportunity to drink a few bowls of homemade sweet wine, which was sweet and refreshing without being greasy.

Originally the three of them were planning to stay overnight last night, but now most of the houses have collapsed, so their idea of ​​staying overnight was aborted before they could even express it.

They lay down beside the fire, using the sky as blankets and the ground as mats.

A crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, the pitch-black curtain is dotted with stars, and listening to the chirping of insects in my ears, I feel my whole body and mind calm down.

The villagers took out several jars of homemade rice wine that had not been damaged. As soon as the lids were opened, a sweet fragrance wafted out, and the wine tasted sweet and mellow.

Lin Huaijin drank a few more bowls of wine and took advantage of the alcohol to get into his brother's chest.

He felt like he was a jade pendant and that he should lie on his brother's chest, inside his clothes, close to his brother's chest.

So he kept putting his head into Lin Qing's collar.

Lin Qing also drank a few bowls of sweet wine, a sweet homemade wine with rice grains in it. It tasted sweet but had a strong aftertaste, and made him feel a little dizzy.

He raised his head slightly and looked around. Everyone was lying in a crooked position.

Everyone worked hard for two days and one night to rescue the patient, and only took a few hours of rest in shifts. Their bodies had long been overloaded. If it weren't for their spirits supporting them, they would have collapsed long ago.

I still have the energy to sing and dance at night, all thanks to the sweet wine.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep after the revelry.

Some people rest their heads on other people's thighs, some people fall asleep while hugging the person next to them, and some people just lie prone with their heads on the ground and fall asleep.

After Lin Qing looked at everyone's unruly sleeping postures, he pressed his brother's head, which had been in a cricket cocoon, against his neck.

The collar had just been opened a little, and the night wind had just brought a cool feeling, but then it was pressed against my face, which was hot and red.

Lin Dan held his brother's head with one hand, and his fingers unconsciously pinched his brother's cheeks. They were smooth and warm, and felt very good. He couldn't let go.

Jin Can was lying beside the two of them. When he saw them drunkenly, he felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. His brain couldn't figure it out, so he turned his head and fell asleep.

Lin Qing's body was not tired, but his mind felt a pain like being pricked by needles. At this moment, his temples were throbbing, his mind was confused and active, and he couldn't fall asleep.

His mind was active yet sleepy, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. He couldn't grasp a clue, so he just stared at the stars in a daze.

After a long time, the active nerves in his head finally calmed down and he slowly closed his eyes.

A thin mist gradually rose in the early morning, and the night wind brought a slight chill. Those who had clothes covered themselves with them, and those who were not clothed also crawled to the heat source to keep warm.

Lin Huaijin felt a slight chill, and raised his head in a daze, only to find that his head was resting on his brother's arm.

He climbed on top of his brother, straddled his legs around his brother's waist, and stuck as close to him as possible, then he pulled out two pieces of clothing from his storage bag, covered himself and his brother with them, and went back to sleep.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep for a while, but found that I couldn’t fall asleep.

After the mental tension, he was a cultivator after all, and he also had a demon body. His physical fitness was originally stronger than others. After resting for a while, his body and mind recovered.

He saw that there was still some sweet wine next to him, so he sat up and started drinking it.

It was probably the Yin hour or the Mao hour at this time. The moon and stars were about to set, the sky had not yet brightened, and the world was dark with only faint light.

He drank bowl after bowl, and the more he drank, the better it tasted. Until the jar was almost finished, he suddenly stopped.

My brother doesn't allow me to drink so much. What should I do? I hope I won't be discovered.

I secretly drank so much alcohol at night, it will be easy to be discovered tomorrow, right?

His head was already dizzy and his thinking ability was insufficient. He began to worry. Would his brother be angry tomorrow? His brother said tonight that he could not drink too much...

After a moment, he finally came up with a good idea with his brain that was only a few years old, which was to feed the remaining bowls of wine to his brother.

This way, when we wake up the next morning, everyone will be drunk, and my brother won't realize that I secretly drank so much.