Rebirth of the Son Raiders

"It's just a nickname, and it's just for making a living. Master, you're very good at it."

Lin Yanhong has never raised a pet, nor has he ever had a child, but he has heard of a nanny named Xuan Qing.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he also believed that the nurse was as good to him as she was to Xuan Qing, but Lin Yanhong could always feel the difference when she called Xuan Qing by her nickname, and when she called him "Brother Hong".

The name is very different when called by the closest relatives and by strangers.

"Why don't Master Lin give it a name?"

Lin Yanhong pretended to have an expression of "Master, you want to kill me": "You will be responsible for not mentioning your name just now, will you be responsible for the rest of your life? Why do you still let me go into this muddy water."

The old monk smiled, but did not answer.

Not far away, the little wolf cub who was playing the game "You Can't See Me" with Lin Yanhong got a little impatient.

It leaned out from behind the bodhi tree, trotted all the way to Lin Yanhong's side, and deliberately hooked his mille-soled cloth shoes with its small claws.

The shoes were made by Hu Po for him. He was afraid that the mountain road would be difficult and hurt Lin Yanhong's feet. It took Hu Po a lot of thought and energy.

In order not to let Amber's hard work go to waste, Lin Yanhong could only grab it by its small paws, then gently dragged the whole one over, hugged it and rubbed it in his arms.

After rubbing Xiaojiahu, he fell into a supine position. Lin Yanhong glanced at him and said, "It's a boy."

Originally thought that the little beast could not understand what he said, who knew that the little guy immediately crossed his legs, turned over, and pointed his butt at Lin Yanhong, not knowing whether he was shy or angry.

"How old is this little thing?" Lin Yanhong didn't think it understood what he said just now, but just regarded it as a coincidence, and asked the old monk while poking its back and buttocks with his fingers.

"As a human being, I'm still ten years old. I'm already sensible and well-informed, and I'm about to become an adult."

Lin Yanhong didn't think it was strange for the old monk to describe it as a human being.

For monks, all living beings are equal. Perhaps in the eyes of the master, this little thing is actually the same as Lin Yanhong.

After being poked for a long time, the little guy remained motionless, as if he really didn't want to talk to him.

Lin Yanhong was a little amused: "Are you still angry?" This guy didn't know what he ate to grow up, and Lin Yanhong felt that he could understand human speech several times.

——Could it be that they are smarter than ordinary little beasts because they have been in front of the Buddha for a long time?

You can't see the little guy's face from the back, but you can see its fluffy tail. Looking along the back, you can also see a pair of small ears on the head. Lin Yanhong suddenly remembered the way he saw Han Qi before , can't help but think about it.

During the few days he stayed at Huayin Temple, he lived more comfortably than ever before, so that he occasionally forgot his purpose of coming to Wushan.

Huayin Temple is the ancient temple of Liang State, and it was built by the eminent monks of Leiyin Temple in the past. The monks inside may know some things that ordinary people don't.

It's just that Lin Yanhong is not sure whether the other party is willing to tell one or two.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously glanced at the monk beside him, thought for a while, and finally asked: "Master, do you occasionally see something that others can't see?"

Hearing this, the old monk was not at all surprised by Lin Yanhong's question. He replied calmly: "Everything in the world has thousands of faces. It is not surprising that each of us can see things that others cannot see." .”

Lin Yanhong saw that the other party was obviously talking about him, so he knew what Lin Yanhong wanted to ask: "But if even I don't know what I see, what should I do?"

The old monk did not answer his question, but instead asked: "Benefactor Lin, are you sure you want to know what it is? Sometimes, seeing things that others cannot see is not necessarily a good thing."

It's like being in a deep house, where everyone has secrets and keeps distance because of secrets.

Whether you know a secret of others actively or passively, you must start to bear the secret and bear the corresponding consequences.

Lin Yanhong thought for a while, then nodded solemnly: "There are some things I will not be attached to, nor can I be attached to, but some things are buried in my heart. If there is no way to get an answer, I always feel empty and have nowhere to rest."

The reason why he is eager to know about the "spiritual appearance" and "demon cat" is because he needs to know where he came from and why he was reborn, otherwise he will not be able to live in peace.

Seeing the young man's persistence, the old monk said in a helpless tone: "The most intelligent people in this world will always find ways to figure out things they don't know, and in the end... feel tired."

"Even if you are tired, it is your own choice. Since you have made a decision at the beginning, you must have the determination to bear the consequences."

Seeing the resolute expression on Lin Yanhong's face, the old monk was silent for a moment, broke off a wooden branch from his broom, and made gestures on the ground for a long time.

Lin Yanhong looked closely and found that the other party had drawn five animal-shaped totems on the ground.

"In the beginning, there was chaos in Kyushu, demons and monsters were rampant, and the destiny was red feathers, and thorns were born; The golden leopard, silver wolf, and white tiger are all animal-shaped ancient gods, and the royal totems of today's Kyushu and Five Kingdoms also correspond to this legend, and you should know this."

Seeing the young man nodding, the old monk continued: "It is said that the royal families of the Five Kingdoms are the descendants of the gods at the beginning of the chaos. Invisible, only certain people can see it, it is called soul manifestation."

"Ordinary people don't? Isn't it true that other people don't?" Lin Yanhong noticed the words used by the other party, so he asked questions.

"Having a soul manifest or not is the biggest difference between the royal family and ordinary people, so do you think there are many ordinary people who have a soul manifest?"

Lin Yanhong heard the words, and got two meanings from the old monk's words.

First, there should be no doubt that the royal family has soul manifestations, but ordinary people also have soul manifestations, but the number is very small.

The second, and more crucial point, since the manifestation of the soul is a mark that proves the orthodox blood of the royal family, it would be a bit subtle if an ordinary person also had a manifestation of the soul.

"Of course, the return of the ancestor's soul that can bring great prosperity is more rare and more important than the appearance of the soul."

"What is the soul of the ancestors? How is it related to the soul?" From the name, it sounds like there is a connection.

"What only a few people can see is the appearance of the soul, but what everyone can see is the return of the ancestors."

While talking, the old monk drew a few bamboo plants beside the Zhiyi totem, and drew a round cake under the wolf-shaped totem.

After hearing what the old monk said, Lin Yanhong probably understood what he meant.

——It turns out that the ancestor's resurgence is also a kind of reappearance, but this kind of reappearance can be seen by everyone...then the resurgence of the ancestors is likely to be a real thing!Because only the real thing can let everyone see it with the naked eye.

At this time, the old monk suddenly said to himself: "If someone can see something that others cannot see, it is best to keep it secret. This is for the safety of others and also for the sake of your own safety."

Then he stopped talking, even if Lin Yanhong wanted to ask more detailed things, he was indifferent, as if he was indulging in his "painting".

It is enough for Lin Yanhong to get some news. Although the other party no longer makes people feel regretful, he is still very happy in his heart.

In this conversation between him and the old monk, neither of them told the truth.

Even though Lin Yanhong was almost sure that he was able to see the ghost, the other party already knew about it, and it might even be related to it; but the old monk answered his questions, but did not explore the reasons why he asked these questions, obviously he did not want to speak out.

Lin Yanhong looked at the totems on the ground, and finally focused on the silver wolf totem representing Yong Kingdom.

He looked at the mighty, domineering and ferocious totem, then at the little wolf cub crouching not far away, leaving only a round background for them, and suddenly said with a smile: "The silver wolf of Yongguo looks like how?"

Reaching out his hand to pick up the little wolf cub from behind, he dangled it in the air twice, and asked: "If this guy grows up, I wonder if he can become like that?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Yes."

Lin Yanhong put the little wolf cub on his lap. The little guy resisted at first, but then he still lay down on it with his ears drooped and his face buried, motionless and balled up.

Picking up the wooden branch that the old monk put beside him, Lin Yanhong wrote a word on the ground.

Because no information about that kind of writing was found in the Boya Hall of the Lin Mansion, in order to avoid being discovered by others, he did not directly take out the books in Sumi Mustard Seed.

At this time, the words he wrote on the ground were just one of the words on the house number.

The old monk glanced at it, and before Lin Yanhong could ask, he said, "This is an ancient script from a certain place in the Yong Kingdom. It should not have been used for hundreds of years after the Kyushu and Five Kingdoms unified the script."

Lin Yanhong's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing the words, and he looked at the other party with great anticipation—he could see where the characters were at a glance, and he must also recognize this type of font. He really is an expert!

However, the old monk did not give him the expected answer, but replied in a rather strange tone:

"Benefactor Lin is probably going to be disappointed. The poor monk doesn't understand this, but he just read someone else's writing..."

Lin Yanhong was a little unwilling to give up, he continued to ask: "Master, where is the person you met now?"

The old monk glanced at him, then looked at the distant sky, and said flatly: "I used to be here, then I went to another place, and then... I don't know."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Brother Hong: Will this guy grow up in the future?

Author: Hehehe, are you asking where it will grow up? (￢_￢)

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