Shaolin monk

A person has lived three lifetimes, adding up to 200 years. Such a long period of time can make the most presumptuous people have enough awe for fate. After Ling Duoduo died in his last life, he never thought that he would have the day when he would open his eyes again ——Of course, in his whole life, he never thought that he could live again with his head held down by God.

He didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up. The heart-piercing cry of a child kept coming from next to him, and it sounded right next to his ears. He couldn't do without reacting.

Biting cold spread from below, and half of his body was numb from the cold. Against the cold wind, he barely opened his eyes and looked at the heat source on the other side of his body.

The half of his body that still has a little consciousness is next to a gray-white and dim-colored padded jacket. Based on the size of the clothes, he judges that he is probably in the same state now.

The eyes can see things clearly, which means that the age is more than one month, and the child next to him is crying so full of anger, and it doesn't look like he is under one year old. Calculating the age, it should be two or three years old.

The face next to him was already weeping, and his mouth was still sobbing. When he woke up, he mumbled the word "brother" in his mouth.

With the experience of the previous lives, Ling Duoduo quickly understood his current identity. The person next to him was either a younger brother or a younger sister, and he now bears the name of his elder brother.

He moved his arm that was still feeling a little bit, put his arms around Xiaohualian next to him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and tried to vibrate his vocal cords to make a sound.

The first vocal practice was not successful, Ling Duoduo yelled out an indistinct sentence, which sounded more like a short scream amidst the whistling snow and cold wind.

The child in his arms was obviously taken aback, and he didn't care to cry anymore, and looked at him stupidly with his mouth wide open.

Ling Duoduo frowned indistinctly, and immediately calmed down, and the tone of the second sentence he uttered was much more normal: "Can you understand me?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the other party's reaction, he directly struggled to get up from the snow, tried his best to support his stiff legs, and looked down at the place where he was lying just now.

——Ling Duoduo just spoke just to test his physical condition in this life, at least to make sure that his vocal cords are in good condition. He didn't really intend to ask the cause, process and result of the matter from a two or three-year-old child, let alone the current situation It's not suitable for two people to waste energy talking.

The top priority is to get out of the snowstorm as soon as possible. He squinted his eyes and looked at the blurred contours in the snow for three seconds. The place where he was lying just now was in the shape of a human body. There is an obvious dragging mark, and looking back along this mark, two rows of footprints have spread to a place that cannot be seen in the distance.

They were on the side of a mountain with a not so steep slope at this time. Ling Duoduo preliminarily speculated that the two of them might be walking from the bottom to the top of the mountain together, and they accidentally fell down. Trying to pull him, but he was small and weak, so the two of them fell down together.

Judging from the coldness rising from the body and the stiff limbs, they have been lying on the snow for a long time. It should be that their own body fell down and passed out. When they woke up, the people inside the shell had already changed one.

This also explained why the child next to him was crying when he woke up. Most likely, he was frightened when he saw his brother suddenly not responding.

The person next to him was not standing steadily, and half of his body was also stiff. Ling Duoduo mastered some skills to make himself stand firmer in the snow.

He supported the other person to move forward step by step, and the feeling of heaviness became more and more obvious. After the initial loss of consciousness, Ling Duoduo felt waves of heat rising upwards.

In the icy and snowy world, he even felt a sense of warmth.Ling Duoduo's heart shuddered, and he raised his hand and pulled up the collar of the child in his arms. In order to save his energy, he didn't make a sound, but firmly held on to the collar of the other party to prevent her from undoing it by herself.

Ling Duoduo lived in modern times for the first time in his life. He didn't know that he was actually just a product of a terminal writer's obsession. He only knew that he was a war reporter. He not only participated in the Vietnam War, but also fought against the Russian black special forces GRU. Over the road.

Simple words in the eyes of others are real life for him.

Russia is located in a place of severe cold. A GRU member of the 5555 signal flag once casually mentioned in a chat that most of the people who died of freezing showed the state of "smiling death".Because when the human body is extremely cold, it will feel strange warmth and even scorching heat, and some people will even take off their clothes before death, and enter the state of death with a smile on their faces.

It's just that I've heard it, and it's the first time that Ling Duoduo has such a feeling. Although he has lived three lifetimes, he has probably tasted almost all kinds of suffering, but he has never experienced such a thing.

Ling Duoduo felt that God's rebirth of him for a lifetime was definitely not just to let him experience the feeling of freezing to death. His eyes turned black, but he didn't let go of the person in his arms, and moved forward with great difficulty.

A long and distant bell sounded from the top of the mountain. Ling Duoduo raised his head to look over, his eyes narrowed slightly, his movements slowed down for a while, and then he resumed his previous speed.

The body in her arms was already frozen, the little girl——she had a thermal hallucination just now, and took off her hat. Ling Duoduo saw that she was wearing a red ribbon on her head, and she was braided upside down, so she judged that the little girl The gender of the oil bottle——The nose fluttered, and the sound gradually disappeared.

Ling Duoduo barely moved his fingers and pinched her, but got no response, cursed secretly, and sighed in his heart.If this goes on like this, it will be a deadly couple. It would be easy for you to simply pass out, but it would make it difficult for me.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, his teeth were trembling all the time, snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, and with dizziness, the scene he saw was black with white, and he finally saw a strange figure in the white snow in front of him. From the conspicuous black dots, Ling Duoduo is still not sure whether he had hallucinations before dying or the real scene in reality.

However, this discovery still lifted his spirits. Although Ling Duoduo was not overly excited about the life he had just gained, as a strict perfectionist, since he was alive again, he must live best.

In front of it is a small temple, the bricks and tiles are not damaged, at least it has a little effect of warding off the cold.Ling Duoduo struggled to raise his hand and opened half of the door to look around. There was no one inside, but it was still clean and tidy. It seemed that someone came to clean it from time to time. There were offering fruits on the incense stand in front of the Buddha statue, and the ever-burning lamp was burning. .

The bell was still ringing in the direction of the top of the mountain. Ling Duoduo patted the snow off herself and her younger sister, and checked her breath, but she didn't notice any obvious breathing sound.

He frowned, licked his fingers, and put them under the other's nose again. This time, he felt the slight warmth of his breath.

Ling Duoduo put the man on the haystack, walked around the inside of the temple, found a pile of dry firewood behind the Buddha statue, took the ever-burning lamp from the altar and lit it.

He breathed a sigh of relief at his hand, and roasted it against the fire for a while, and slowly felt the burning sensation from his muscles and bones, and finally felt relieved.

He had been in the snow for too long, he lost all feeling in his limbs, and he thought his hands were going to be abolished.Ling Duoduo hugged the little girl who hadn't woken up, put her in front of the fire, put her arms around her shoulders to maintain balance, and hugged each other to keep warm, and hugged the pile of hay around her .

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the door of the temple was not perfectly sealed. After feeling that it was almost recovered, Ling Duoduo used hay to block the door and window gaps one by one, and rechecked the amount of firewood.

Generally, there will be no firewood in temples. Ling Duoduo faintly felt that this temple was a bit strange. Combined with the bells from the mountain, it can only be speculated that there is a large gathering place on the top of the mountain, and someone built it on the mountainside. A temple is used for resting in special circumstances such as snowstorms.

The amount of firewood is not too much, and the blizzard will stop. Ling Duoduo bowed to the Buddha statue three times first. If the firewood is burned, he will have to burn the tribute platform in front of the Buddha statue. keep warm.

He stood by the fire and waited quietly for a while. The little girl in his arms was still silent, but he could feel that her breathing was much stronger than before.

There is still life to be saved, Ling Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, he hasn't figured out what's going on with this body, he just explored the state of his own bones, and his age is only about three years old, how could such two children Climbing towards the top of a mountain in extremely bad weather?

He was born with evil spirits in the first three lives, and he became an orphan not long after he was born. Not only did he have no parents, he didn't even have brothers and sisters.Guessing that there is no hope for his parents in this life, Ling Duoduo thought that he had a younger sister anyway, so he was more or less satisfied.

Roasting on the fire drove away part of the chill, Ling Duoduo gradually became a little sleepy, his physical strength was exhausted, and the body of a three-year-old child could not support too much exercise, so when walking in the snow, he relied on a lot of tenacity. Persevere, now that I relax, I feel uncomfortable all over, and my eyelids are clenched.

He pinched himself, but it didn't seem to have much effect. When he was considering whether to put his hand on the fire, he felt the little girl in his arms twitch.

Ling Duoduo was about to investigate her situation, when the door of the temple was pushed open, a figure flashed in with a strong cold wind, and the burning flames of the fire were beating violently.

His eyes flickered, and he quietly pinched a piece of firewood as a self-defense weapon, squinted his eyes and saw a woman wearing a monk's robe and a hood in front of him.

Ling Duoduo's hand holding the firewood was even stronger, and he didn't let down his vigilance at all because he saw that she was a nun—the memory of his second life when he was doing odd jobs for others in Wudang Mountain was too deep. From then on, as long as he saw a nun, One thought is the Miejue Shitai who is not easy to mess with.

The author has something to say: PS: About the origin of the name of the protagonist Ling Duoduo [from the friendship Hubian of dear Tanzijiang]: the protagonist is Ling Duoduo, his sister is Ling Xiaoxiao, one is chopping and the other is cutting, ancestors Killing a pig to start a family is too sinful, so I sent both children to Shaolin Temple, hoping to be influenced by the Buddha to wash away my sins~【Hey