After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

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This year, the rainy season in the dense forests of southern Xinjiang came earlier than in previous years.

It was clearly only early summer, but the forest was filled with warm and humid miasma.The vitality that is so strong that it can turn into a green shadow spreads among the intertwined branches and leaves. The thick green leaves look almost black from a distance, covering the sky and the sun, covering the narrow and intricate space under the forest in darkness.

In the steaming water vapor, the sunlight projected from the gaps in the leaves is like thin golden filaments. Occasionally, unknown anacondas rush past the light and shadow, and the narrow filaments of light fall on them. On the scales or carapace of the animal, there is a touch of flowing multicolored.

And right in the center of this humid, gorgeous, and deadly poison forest, a small open space appeared rather abruptly.

The dense green lawn slowly unfolds along a quiet and clear green spring. On one side of the lawn stands a small courtyard with black tiles and white walls that seems to have been moved out of thin air from the Jiangnan water town.

There are only three entrances to the front and back of the courtyard, but it is very finely built.

A half-opened small door is facing the green lake in front of the house...and a small snow-white island in the middle of the lake.

The island in the middle of the lake is only a few feet away, and a strangely shaped flower tree stands obliquely on it.

Probably because the weather is getting warmer, the red flowers on the trees are in full bloom, which looks like a gorgeous red cloud from a distance.

From the huge blooming flowers, there is a rich fragrance of flowers.

I don't know if it was because the fragrance of the flowers was so intoxicating that a young brocade bird fluttered its wings and flew dizzily to the island in the middle of the lake, stretching its neck to peck the leaves falling on the snow-white sand. pieces of petals.

It was too late and then quickly, the golden bird had just taken two steps, under the white sand, a long snake-like object suddenly popped up, and shot straight at the golden bird.

The golden bird is non-toxic and harmless, and its survival in the dense forest of the southern border is nothing more than relying on its flying speed like light and electricity.

Let the thing wrap it up, and then suddenly pull it into the ground.

"oops--"

A crisp low cry came from behind the tree.

"Gara!"

It was an annoyed voice.

A boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old grabbed his hair and angrily walked out from behind the somewhat weird flower tree.

It was a young man with a stunning appearance. His eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips were all beautiful and glamorous.

He was obviously only wearing a dull sackcloth, his hair was disheveled, and his bare feet hadn't even worn shoes, which couldn't conceal his beauty.

It's a pity that he was born with a look that is all over the country, like a banished fairy, and his behavior looks like a young man from an ordinary family.

"How many times have I told you! That's my prey—mine! Can you stop stealing it first?!"

I saw him brushing his hair with one hand, with one hand on his hips, cursing and kicking up the tree trunk.

Strange to say, just as he finished speaking, the flower tree trembled like a domesticated animal, shaking off a rain of bright red flowers.

Then I saw a white and green tree root poking out slowly from under the sand.

"puff--"

A bird's feathers fell off, its body was bruised, and the bloody bird corpse was spit out and landed at the boy's feet.

"Wow ah ah ah-"

Looking at the corpse that had been digested by a third, the young man screamed, hopped on one foot and quickly took two steps to the side.

"Damn, you *&%...%... did it on purpose!"

A series of southern border dialects came out of his mouth, many of them were swear words.

"Lin Mao!"

Then, the boy heard a bone-chilling call.

"Uh?!"

For a moment, his whole body froze.

(Damn...)

Turning his back to the person behind him, that boy... or should I say, Lin Mao, made a painful grimace.

After a pause for a while, he squeezed out a dry smile, turned his head slowly, and looked at the frosty middle-aged man behind him.

It was a man with dark eyes.There were fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth, but it was still hard to hide his grace and handsomeness.

And when he looked at Lin Mao with a straight face like this, his aura seemed particularly frightening.

"Brother Ning Zi..."

Under Gong Ningzi's gaze, Lin Mao's smile became more and more stiff.

"Well, today I..."

"You didn't do your homework today, and of course, you didn't practice martial arts. That little guy who ruined the nest of colorful dragon students in the back mountain, even secretly included a list of story books in Feige's biography—"

Gong Ningzi coldly interrupted all Lin Mao's excuses, and finally showed a half-smile expression: "Do you have anything to add? Brother Lin Mao?"

I already knew clearly that the young boy in front of me would only call out "Brother Ning Zi" so pitifully when he was begging for mercy and pretending to be pitiful, so at the end of this sentence, Gong Ningzi simply smiled Rou didn't smile and added the last title.

Lin Mao swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Hehe, heh, Brother Ning Zi, you are so smart..."

The way his eyes roll around, if it falls on an ordinary boy, it will only make people feel angry.

However, this delicate and slender young man showed such an expression, but people couldn't help but soften their hearts.

It's a pity that Gong Ningzi doesn't look like the soft-hearted person.

"Also, those swear words just now... who taught you?"

Gong Ningzi asked coldly.

Now, the dry smile on Lin Mao's face completely disappeared.

Although it was an ordinary question, Lin Mao always felt that he could hear an inexplicable murderous aura.

"Yeah, no... who..."

A few branches slowly protruded from the flower tree beside him, seemingly unintentionally, poking at Lin Mao's back.

Lin Mao turned his hands away and slapped the branches away vigorously.

"Don't make trouble! Be careful that you will be chopped up as firewood!"

He turned his face, gritted his teeth and whispered.

Looking back again, only to find that Gong Ningzi's eyes seemed to be a little colder again.

"Well, actually, actually..."

"It's Yao Xianxian."

Before Lin Mao could speak, Gong Ningzi had already given the answer coldly.

"..."

Lin Mao's face was filled with annoyance.

"How many times have I told you not to associate with him?"

Gong Ningzi asked.

"Very, many times."

Lin Mao muttered.

"You know why I'm telling you that?"

"Because, Brother Yao, he always teaches me to swear... wear women's clothes... don't do my homework... go to the mountains to make trouble..."

Lin Mao's voice became softer and his head lowered...

"Oh, so you called him 'Brother Yao'..."

Gong Ningzi's voice suddenly became inexplicably yin and yang.

Lin Mao paused, quickly looked up at Gong Ningzi, and then cold sweat broke out on his back.

Although he didn't know why, Lin Mao always felt that he absolutely said that sentence wrong just now.

"Ah, words, in the storybook...all, all are...like this..."

Under the tension, Lin Mao almost stuttered.

Fortunately, at the most terrifying time, the savior he had been shouting silently in his heart arrived.

"Master."

Someone said calmly.

"Brother!"

Lin Mao turned his head almost with tears in his eyes, and looked at the boy who came treading water.

The person he called "senior brother" was tall and tall, with slightly dark skin, and a pair of cold phoenix eyes slightly raised. Even though his figure had not yet fully grown, it could already be seen that he would definitely be a tall and handsome young man in the future.The only thing that people care about is his long hair, which is a gray color that is different from ordinary people.

He looked only one or two years older than Lin Mao, but his aura was much calmer and more sophisticated than him.

When he arrived at the island in the middle of the lake, the man's eyes scanned Lin Mao up and down first, and then looked at Gong Ningzi.

"division--"

"Chang Xiaoqing, shut up."

When Gong Ningzi met the white-haired boy's eyes, he felt a dull pain on his forehead.

"Junior brother came out this time with my permission, and it's not that he hasn't finished all his homework..."

But the boy called "Chang Xiaoqing" still said to Gong Ningzi without hesitation.

While speaking, he even held Lin Mao's hand, pulling him behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

Between gestures, the two brothers and sisters have already exchanged several glances with each other.

[Wait, help me finish my homework! 】

[That's natural, but please don't make this mess for me again, okay? ! 】

【Brother, you are really a good person...】

Gong Ningzi watched coldly as the two brothers and sisters chatted silently and quickly under his nose.

Only at this moment, the "Chang Xiaoqing", who looks exactly like Xiaoqing in the past, will show some childishness that should be there.

I'm afraid these two teenagers didn't realize that when they were close together, they would always unconsciously hold each other's hands.

Is it because they missed each other before, so in this life, they will subconsciously hold on to each other?

Oh...that's all...

No matter "Lin Mao" or "Chang Xiaoqing" at this time, it is impossible to know what the complicated emotions passing through Gong Ningzi's heart at this moment represent.

……

"Ah...copying books...copying books again...God...please forgive me..."

After a while, in a certain wing room in the small courtyard, Lin Mao was lying on the kang, rolling back and forth like a worm, scratching his hair and muttering in pain.

But in the same room, Chang Xiaoqing was standing in front of the window, silently copying books with his eyes down—the bibliography copied was exactly the homework assigned by Gong Ningzi to Lin Mao.

"I'm the one who should be begging for mercy, right?" Chang Xiaoqing finally couldn't hold back, and muttered to Lin Mao, "It's okay if you finish your homework, anyway, I have you. If you don't practice martial arts, that's fine, anyway, I Martial arts are not bad, I will protect you from now on. But you really shouldn’t be messing around with that snake king guy all the time! That kind of weird sissy, in case you get offended, you shouldn’t be offended What if I hurt you? You keep sneaking out, and I don’t even know where to find you. Do you know that I’m worried..."

Thinking of Lin Mao's leaving without saying goodbye a few times before, Chang Xiaoqing, who has always been obedient to Lin Mao, couldn't help but stern.

Lin Mao shrank his neck and replied weakly: "It's not 'that guy', you should call him 'Uncle Yao Shi'..."

This time, Chang Xiaoqing's face was completely dark.

He suddenly put down the pen in his hand, turned around and rushed to the front of the kang, reaching out his hand to his junior brother's cheek.

Then, squeeze it hard.

"I wouldn't call him that! Such an annoying person... You must have been bewitched by that guy's rhetoric to run around him so stupidly!"

No matter how beautiful Lin Mao's face was, it was deformed under Chang Xiaoqing's merciless rubbing, which looked very ridiculous.

"Hmm... senior brother... it hurts so much, don't pinch it..."

A little physiological tears flowed from the pupils of the deer-like eyes.

"I, I followed him because...he said that he had found a way to make senior brother immortal..."

Lin Mao said aggrievedly.

And it's really more fun to follow Yao Xianxian—— Lin Mao was very clever not to say this.

After hearing Lin Mao's words, Chang Xiaoqing was obviously taken aback.

"What stupid things..."

He let go of his hand, looking a little unnatural.

Lin Mao blinked and looked at this senior brother with unusual concentration.

"I'm Konghua, so I will live forever, but senior brother is not, but I don't want to be separated from senior brother at all."

Lin Mao hugged his knee and said softly.

If the words just now were a bit of a cover-up, but what he said now came from his heart.

"If senior brother can really live forever, wouldn't we be able to be together forever? You see, senior brother, you have good martial arts, good homework, and a better brain than me. If I follow senior brother, what will happen to me in the future?" Don't even think about it, it's really good..."

Chang Xiaoqing stared blankly at Lin Mao who was planning his future with his fingers.

An unusually strange emotion overflowed his heart, as if his heart had been soaked in acid and honey, swaying back and forth between extreme sourness and sweetness.

"Brother?"

Lin Mao suddenly noticed Chang Xiaoqing's strangeness. He looked at the senior brother who had been quiet and calm in front of him with some surprise, and his eyes suddenly turned red in front of him.

"Wow, did I say something wrong? Brother, why are you crying... Yes, I'm sorry, shouldn't I just think about relying on brother..."

Lin Mao rushed to Chang Xiaoqing's face in a hurry, and tried to wipe Chang Xiaoqing's tears with his sleeves rolled up.

And Chang Xiaoqing's expression was also blank and inexplicable.

"No, no, I don't know...I don't know...The tears just ran out for no reason."

He himself didn't know why he was crying.

"I also want to be with my junior brother forever, I will take care of you, I like taking care of you the most!"

Fearing that Lin Mao might misunderstand her, Chang Xiaoqing grasped Lin Mao's hand incoherently and said.

In a panic, Lin Mao stepped on his loose clothes, and then fell straight towards Chang Xiaoqing.

"Well--"

There was a muffled hum.

Lin Mao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

His lips touched the corner of Chang Xiaoqing's mouth.

The warm and dry grassy smell from Chang Xiaoqing's body became clearer than ever before.

Mingming was already familiar with everything about Chang Xiaoqing, but this night, it seemed that something was really different.

In the bottom of Lin Mao's heart, a long-lasting nostalgia slowly overflowed.

It was like reunion after a long absence, or like waking up from a big dream, and then in the dim eyes, I saw the person who made me feel at ease.

Chang Xiaoqing's face flushed little by little.

After a long time, the two teenagers who were clinging to each other on the kang pulled away in shock.

Lin Mao's eyes were wide open and his face was blushing, matching Chang Xiaoqing's current appearance just right.

"Senior brother, I, I, I..."

"I will be with you." Chang Xiaoqing raised his head and looked straight at Lin Mao. Although his face was still blushing, his eyes were more focused and serious than ever. "No matter what happens, I will stay by my side." With you, for the rest of my life, never to be separated."

pounding...

At that moment, Lin Mao suddenly felt his heart beat a few beats faster.

"Okay, then I am the same as the senior brother, and I will always follow the senior brother, for the rest of my life, and will never be separated!"

Lin Mao almost blurted out.

Is it an illusion? In a trance, he felt that his own voice seemed to overlap with another person's voice.

For a lifetime.

never separate.

……

Outside the small courtyard, on the island in the middle of the lake.

Tree roots emerged from the sand with a rustling, and grabbed another black shark that had stepped into the empty space rashly.

The red flowers are in full bloom.

In the study, Gong Ningzi suddenly stopped the pen in his hand. He sat on the seat in a daze for a while, then got up and walked to the secret room behind him, and took out a wooden box from the Baibaoge.

There is an iron hairpin that has been rubbed smooth and moist.

Gong Ningzi stared at the iron hairpin for a long time, thought of something, and couldn't help but smile reminiscently.

At the other end of the dense forest, Yao Xianxian with a snake-tailed human body leaned under the luminous pearl, looking solemnly at the yellowed and mottled ancient book in his hand-on a few lines of which, the word "Longevity" is vividly remembered.

In a place farther away from these people, in the deepest part of southern border.

Two small tombs are standing quietly in a peach forest.

The two peach trees were probably grown too close to each other, they grew together unconsciously, the branches and leaves intertwined, and there was no possibility of separation.

The author has something to say: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh finally the ending is here! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Happy!

Sprinkle flowers! ??ヽ(°▽°)ノ?