Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Several people returned to the courtyard where they started.

A vine of Moon Spirit Wisteria lazily drooped on the thatch, and Mu Xia stood beside it in silence.

Lin Huaijin was put on the table by Lin Qing and continued to sleep.

Lin Qing roasted two pheasants in the yard he had cleared in the morning, and grabbed lunch while picking mushrooms in the morning.

After finishing their meal, Yue Lingluo and Mu Xia sat at the door in a daze.

Lin Qing walked to the basket of wood that was brought in in the morning and squatted down. He took a look but didn't see anything, so he prepared to carry the wood back to the corner of the yard.

Yue Lingluo, who was sitting at the door, stood up quickly after seeing the wood and eagerly picked up a piece of wood to check.

"Brother, isn't this the wood that the grandma used to carve puppets for us?" Lin Huaijin became more energetic after finishing his meal, and walked around behind Lin Qing like a little tail.

"Yes." Lin Qing said, looking at the anxious person next to him and asked, "Xiao Luo, do you recognize these woods?"

Yue Lingluo nodded: "I recognize it. This is my sister's wood. It is a branch of her companion tree."

"What is a companion tree?" Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin looked confused.

"It's a kind of tree that grows around her body." After a pause, Mu Xia continued, "In fact, my body is the transformation of this companion tree."

Lin Huaijin looked at Mu Xia in surprise, then looked at Yuelingluo. He thought that if they were companion plants, Yuelingluo would be the companion plant.

“My sister’s true form is the Dream Flower Tree. He grew up with her when he was a child. He wasn’t supposed to transform so quickly. After my sister passed away, he transformed ahead of time due to some unknown reasons.

His premature transformation caused him to have a poor memory, and he always easily forgets things. A child of a few years old runs around every day looking for someone. At first, no one paid attention to him because everyone was paying attention to my sister's going out to the secret realm.

Later, Master Mu discovered that he had a talent for alchemy and felt that his talent should not be wasted.

So I transplanted him to my side, forced him to return to his original form, and let him grow for a few more years, and then he got better." Yue Lingluo said.

Mu Xia looked at the wood and nodded, saying, "I lost a part of my memory when I was a child, so in addition to the way of alchemy and poison, I also want to find Reimu."

"This basket of wood has been in the yard for a long time. The basket is already broken but the wood is still fresh. Is this the characteristic of this kind of tree?" Lin Qing asked.

"I can try to use my spiritual power to communicate with these pieces of wood and see if I can see what happened a few years ago." After thinking for a while, Mu Xia continued:

"I will use my spiritual energy to nourish it in the next two days, and then use telepathy in two days to increase the success rate."

"But to have empathy with fellow tribesmen who are at a higher level than you, it will require you to consume a lot of spiritual energy. Can you hold on now?" Yue Lingluo asked.

"Okay, don't forget that I'm still an alchemist. If your spiritual power is insufficient, I can make up for it with pills." Mu Xia said.

"I have some here too, enough pills." Lin Huaijin said.

"Okay, it's decided then. We'll stay here for two days." Lin Qing made the decision.

"Try to go out as little as possible in the next two days. We will disguise and hide." Lin Huaijin added. This place is too close to the Yuanjian Sect, and he is still a little nervous.

I hope to find Sister Lingmeng as soon as possible, then go to visit Aunt Xiu secretly, and then stay away from here with my brother. It’s best not to have anything to do with the red orders or green orders.

"Okay." Several people agreed.

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Lin Qing set up some roadblocks around the yard, and Mu Xia promoted some grass and trees outside the yard, so that the yard was once again covered by tall weeds.

I basically spent the past two days recuperating in the courtyard. When I was hungry, I ate fasting pills, and when I was thirsty, I had Lin Qing's water ball.

Lin Qing gets up early every morning and practices before the sun comes out. The fog is thicker in the early morning, and the thick fog will condense into water droplets.

Based on this principle, Lin Qing continuously condensed the mist into water droplets, and gradually it was able to condense into water balls.

When the fog was getting bigger and bigger, it dissipated after the sun came out. Lin Qing tried to condense water balls in the air, starting from water droplets again. Gradually, the water balls that could be condensed became bigger and bigger.

Now, in addition to being used in daily life, a new way of combat has been formed.

Lin Huaijin sat on the steps at the door, supporting his head with one hand and playing with fire with the other. The fireball in his hand kept changing shape, and he also figured out a new way of fighting.

On the morning of the third day, Mu Xia and Yue Lingluo transformed into their original forms and clung to the pieces of wood.

Only Mu Xia can have synesthesia, but Yue Lingluo is a saint after all. She can supply her spiritual power to Mu Xia to increase the success rate and stability of his synesthesia.

Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin sat cross-legged next to the wood to protect them.

Soon after, Mu Xia entered Mu Tou's field of vision, but he entered a little too early, so his perspective was presented from Mu Tou's perspective.

He lay in a backpack, walking around the village with Yue Lingmeng, who was dressed as an old woman, and going to the night market to set up a stall together.

Yue Lingmeng's life in this small village was very regular. Every day, she would come down from the mountain temple behind her and carry a basket of wood to set up a stall.

He lived with Yue Lingmeng day by day.

The night market is very lively, with all kinds of things for sale. Yue Lingmeng usually carves quietly in front of the stall.

Sometimes I would order a bowl of wontons from the wonton stall nearby and eat quietly.

After eating, I sometimes would be in a daze for a while, and then continue carving.

When the night market gradually disperses, Yue Lingmeng will put on her backpack and walk home quietly under the moonlight.

Most of Mu Xia’s perspective is of a piece of wood carved by Yue Lingmeng, which gradually takes shape in her hands.

It could be a little rabbit, a little tiger, sometimes a flower, or a small box.

Yue Lingmeng used her spiritual power to irrigate this wood, and the part of the wood that was damaged by carving will grow back.

As time went by, he almost forgot that he was Mu Xia.

He didn’t know how much time had passed until he saw the young boys Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin.

They followed him into the yard and went to the stall. Lin Huaijin also asked Lingmeng to carve a puppet of Lin Qing for him.

I also saw them in a conflict at the market later, and I never saw them again.

However, starting from the third day after carving puppets for Lin Qing and the others, Yue Lingmeng suddenly felt very depressed.

I often stand at the door and look towards the back mountain for a long time, occasionally muttering, "I deserve it."

Sometimes he would hug his companion tree and cry, "I can't go back. I have been over-consumed. If I go back, I will definitely degenerate into a small tree immediately."

"But I still can't bear to regress. I still want to see Lingluo and the others again. Mu Xiazi, do you think I can still see them?" Yue Lingmeng asked, stroking the companion tree in her hand.

Mu Xia thought to himself, no wonder I wanted to be called Mu Xia, it turns out my original name was Mu Xia Zi.

His life was given by Yue Lingmeng, and his intelligence was also opened by Yue Lingmeng, but he forgot it.

Mu Xia wanted to say, you will definitely be able to see Yue Lingluo, because we are coming to find you now.

Unfortunately, Yue Lingmeng couldn’t hear it and just continued to sigh sadly.

"I don't know when those two kids will come out. I hope it's quick. I may not have much time left."

Mu Xia was a little shocked. How did Reimu know that Lin Qing and the others would definitely be able to come out?

Mucha continued to be carried to the market, held in the hands and carved, becoming flexible works of art.

Looking at Reimu's wrinkled face, the days passed by as if a lifetime had passed.

Until one day, three young men came to the market. They looked like casual travelers, but they were consciously observing their surroundings from time to time.

They sat at the wonton stall and asked the stall owner about the new people who had moved into the village in recent years.

The stall owner was a simple person and talked to them cheerfully, just like he had talked to Yue Lingmeng from time to time in the past.

Yue Lingmeng, dressed as an old woman, lowered her eyes and sighed. She probably wouldn't be able to live to see the day when the two children would come back.

The nightmares of the past were like a guillotine wrapped around her heart, and one day they finally fell.

On this day, Reimu closed his stall early. He did not wait for the crowd to disperse before leaving. Instead, he waited for the young men to go inquire elsewhere, then he carried the wood and left in a hurry.

The owner of the stall next door saw a little rabbit that had fallen into the corner, picked it up and was about to call her.

But Reimu had already walked away. The stall owner called out to her a few times and then stopped. He put the rabbit away, probably planning to give it to her when she came to set up the stall tomorrow.