Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Feng Musi had to prepare for the arrangements during his retreat to repair his spiritual veins these days, so he asked his son to take Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin to visit the clan.

There are so many houses of various shapes floating in the air, and I was still surprised when I saw them for the second time.

Feng Qingmu explained: "We have many skills that can move with the wind and be controlled by the wind, so the people of the Wind Spirit Clan are used to living in such a floating place, and they also practice in this way and move with the wind."

Lin Huaijin pointed to the axe-shaped house and asked, "Who lives there?"

Feng Qingmu didn't hold the flute today. Instead, he held a folding fan and fanned himself gracefully. "That's my third uncle's house."

Lin Huaijin asked, "Isn't your third uncle the one who started the civil strife?"

Feng Qingmu nodded. "My third uncle has been locked up now. My second uncle is looking after him on a daily basis. My third uncle's son Feng Muxiao has also been locked up. But my two cousins ​​of the same generation, Feng Qingbai and Feng Qingmei, are still there."

Lin Huaijin blinked. He did not agree with their attitude of cutting the grass without getting rid of the root of the problem. However, it was someone else's family affair after all, and he was not going to interfere too much, as long as it did not affect his brother.

A maple leaf floated towards him, and Lin Qing raised his hand to catch it. Seeing this, Feng Qingmu explained, "Second Uncle invited you to be his guest."

Lin Qing held the maple leaf between his fingers and asked doubtfully, "I don't know him." Feng Qingmu threw his folding fan, which quickly grew larger. "Come up, I'll take you there."

Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin stood on the folding fans, which carried the three of them floating in the wind. It seemed very slow, but in the blink of an eye they had traveled a long way.

Lin Qing slightly opened his eyes.

"You'll know when you learn it later, cousin. It's very fast to move with the wind." Feng Qingmu said with a laugh.

Sure enough, after a while I arrived in front of a large floating maple leaf. I saw the maple leaves floating in the air with the wind, covered with a thin film, so I couldn't see the inside clearly.

Lin Qing took out the maple leaf, and it automatically floated onto the film. The film slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

Inside, a middle-aged man is sitting at the tea table, and the rest of the leaves are entirely without any decorations.

It doesn't look like a home, but more like a homeless person with the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed.

Feng Qingmu took the two of them downstairs and took the initiative to greet them, "Second Uncle, long time no see."

The middle-aged man in green had a calm expression. There were four teacups on the tea table, steam rising from them. "Long time no see."

Feng Qingmu walked forward and sat cross-legged on the side, calling two people to come over, unceremoniously picked up the teacup and took a sip, sighing: "Second Uncle's tea is still so delicious."

The second uncle raised his right hand to invite Lin Qing and the other to have tea, and with his other hand he raised the teapot to refill Feng Qingmu's cup.

Lin Qing picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyelashes moving slightly. The taste of this tea was very familiar.

The second uncle came straight to the point and said, "I heard from Mu Si that you have seen people who have transplanted spiritual roots?"

Lin Qing put down the teacup and said, "Yes." Then he looked at the person in front of him carefully.

His face was pale, his lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were still pretty, but there were some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

As long as those who practice Taoism take the Dingyan Pill, they can maintain their youthful appearance. But for some reason, he looks a little old instead.

"Where is it?" Second Uncle asked casually, his fingers unconsciously stroking the table.

Lin Qing was almost certain, so he said, "Wangjia Village, Grandma Feng."

The fingers that were swiping the table paused for a moment, then started swiping again. "What are you doing there?"

Lin Qing paused, then asked directly: "Are you the unfaithful man of Grandma Feng?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire maple leaf fell silent.

The sound of scratching the table, the sound of drinking tea, and the sound of the wind all stopped for a moment.

After a moment, the air around him loosened up again.

Lin Huaijin was so shocked that he almost choked on his tea. Is his brother so brave?

Feng Qingmu stared at the table calmly, his breathing slowed down, pretending that he didn't exist. The highest level of eating melons is not to let the person involved find out, otherwise he would be chased away.

The second uncle paused with his fingers on the tabletop, not moving for a moment. After a moment, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Unfaithful man? That's what she said?"

Lin Qing: "No, she said...she said that these feelings were just her wishful thinking, so she can't say that the other party is unfaithful. After all, the other party saved her and gave her spiritual roots, and helped her a lot, so he has no obligation to stay with her for the rest of her life."

The second uncle was silent for a long time, "Is that so..."

Feng Qingmu took the opportunity to pick up the teacup and glanced at his second uncle's face. It could only be said that he still had a calm expression and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Lin Qing pursed her lips and added, "Grandma Feng said that if we are lucky enough to meet him in the future, we can help her see if he is doing well now. If he is doing well, then she will be happy and there is no need to tell her the news."

Lin Huaijin also lowered his head and drank a cup of tea, but he was thinking in his heart, hum, my brother must have remembered everything, and he lied to me and said that he only remembered part of the things in Wangjia Village, which was not very clear.

Feng Qingmu's mind was full of him, her, and her, and he was a little confused.

But he, the person involved, obviously understood it.

"Well, the past cannot be retrieved."

Lin Qing was a little angry, "Well, it's not worth it."

The second uncle smiled and said, "That's right."

Lin Qing: "Second Uncle, is there anything else? If not, we will leave."

"Is she...doing well?"

"It's good. She is alone in the village. No one dares to bully her. She can grow old alone."

"..."

The second uncle picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said in a deep voice: "If you have nothing else, you can go now."

Lin Qing: "You..."

Lin Qingzheng wanted to ask you, why don’t you give me an explanation before sending me away?

Feng Qingmu grabbed his arm, covered his mouth with his other hand, said goodbye to his second uncle, and quickly dragged Lin Qing away.

Lin Huaijin pried Feng Qingmu's hands apart, and Feng Qingmu and Lin Huaijin started fighting in the air. They surrounded Lin Qingmu and flew into the air with each other using different moves.

Lin Qing's words of questioning were interrupted, so he had to stop the two people fighting.

Feng Qingmu stopped after leaving Fengye. With his mind full of him, she, and it, he took out his folding fan and flew into the air with the two of them.

Lin Huaijin eased the atmosphere and said, "Second uncle has a pretty good temper."

Feng Qingmu looked at him with a puzzled look, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Before he could speak, he met another young man who came on a gourd. Feng Qingmu stopped him and asked, "Feng Lou, where are you going?"

The young man on the gourd stopped and said with a bow, "Feng Zhihua is clamoring to see the elders. I was just about to report to him."

Feng Qingmu couldn't bear it and said, "Wait a minute, prepare the defensive magic weapon in advance..."

Feng Lou was a little confused, but he listened anyway. He took out a tortoise shell and used it to block himself, then floated towards the maple leaf.

Feng Qingmu explained to the other two people: "Feng Zhihua is the rebellious Third Uncle."

Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin said "oh".

Then a loud shout of "Get out!" was heard from a maple leaf in the distance. With a surging breath, Feng Lou, with his tortoise shell on top, flew backwards on the spot and disappeared into the horizon in a moment.

Lin Qing & Lin Huaijin:......

Just now, my second uncle really took special care of them...