Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

Song Nian, who returned to his own pavilion, stayed up all night. Even though he knew that this person was not his younger brother, such a vivid figure could not help but brought back memories of the past. When they first met, Song Zhiyu was also at this age.

That was when Song Nian was in high school. He had just moved out of his aunt's house and lived in a dilapidated tube building. There was often a crying child in the opposite room who was kicked out by his alcoholic father.The child was white and tender, with bright grape eyes, and two black beads on his thin face, which was very pleasing to look at.The uncles and aunts often discuss behind their backs, and Song Nian heard the whole story within a few days.It was a poor child, the mother couldn't stand it and ran away, and left the child to such a man, but the neighbors around him didn't dare to call his vicious father, they were afraid that if he went crazy, they would implicate themselves, so they dared to When the child was thrown out by the father, he secretly stuffed a few steamed buns.

It seems that this family... also has the surname Song. I'm afraid that this surname may have some bad luck.Think about how my parents died in a car accident when I was six or seven years old. Since my underage parents’ inheritance was handed over to my aunt, but after all, I am not a family and I don’t have deep feelings. The inheritance is even more in the middle. Determined to move out, I finally rented a small house here, and my aunt would send some money every month to support my life.One has no father and no mother, the other has neither father nor mother, and I don't know which of us is worse.

Song Nian is used to being alone, and the life of being dependent on others since he was a child has developed a relatively withdrawn character. Now that he has moved out of his aunt's house, he has no intention of getting involved in right and wrong.

The rain was too heavy, rolling down with the thunder, and the fragile Tongzilou on the mud base exuded a musty smell like a piece of bread about to be soaked.Song Nian put away his umbrella and was about to go upstairs when he saw a wet little head on the stairs.It seems that the kid didn't have dinner again today.

Forget it, just treat me as full.

"What's your name? Have you had dinner yet?"

"Ah...my name is Song Zhiyu." The child turned around in shock and said in a low voice, "My dad said that there is no dinner today."

Song Nian frowned: "Come with me, your clothes are all wet, go to my house and blow on them."

"Can I! Thank you brother!" Those big eyes lit up instantly.

After Song Nian had no intention of helping this time, he was taken advantage of by this brat.Living in such a depressing environment, finally there is an older brother who is willing to talk to him and help him blow his clothes. Song Zhiyu was so excited that he shouted all day long, and ran to Song Nian's house when Song's father was not around. Not to mention eating and drinking, but also forced to do the housework, which annoyed Song Nian to death.

Although the trouble is annoying, the heartache is real. The two of them are like twins who have gone wrong, and each other's safe haven. Once they meet, they will be dependent for a lifetime.

Three years later, Song Fu didn't get up after being too drunk at home. At that time, Song Nian had already graduated, and when he was in college, he co-founded Langke Visual Media Co., Ltd. with his rich second-generation roommate Lu Tianjiu. Song Nian was extremely talented. With his hard work, he also accumulated some spare money. After making sufficient preparations, he returned to the tube building, took Song Zhiyu to another city to settle down, and called him his younger brother.With his extraordinary talent and inspirational design, Song Nian's studio grew bigger and bigger, which was enough for the two brothers to live a good life.All the way from the chaotic childhood, Song Nian felt that it would be good to live with his younger brother like this.But accidents always come unprepared.

Song Nian was born with a good skin, calm personality, outstanding talent, and never lacked suitors, but he never found out that Song Zhiyu was also among them.

Song Nian always forgot the time when he was working, whenever Song Zhiyu complained coquettishly, he would cover his mouth with making money to support his family.That night, Song Zhiyu couldn't bear Song Nian's perfunctory, so he blocked the computer screen angrily and deliberately blinked his big eyes: "I don't need my brother to support me, my brother is working too hard, anyway, I have finished the college entrance examination, so I will go to work in summer vacation, okay?" .”

"Come on, how much money can I have? It's not as good as I earn more in a day. Be obedient, you go to sleep first, and I will go to sleep after I finish editing this manuscript." Song Nian helplessly knocked Song Zhiyu on the head and pushed him into his In the room, "Hey, go to sleep."

Finally finished editing the draft before the deadline, and sent the file to the client. Song Nian pressed his eyebrows wearily, went to the bathroom to wash his face, but heard a sound coming from Song Zhiyu's room.Zhiyu can still talk in sleep, don't get excited and kick the quilt and end up catching a cold.Song Nian thought about entering Song Zhiyu's bedroom, and sure enough, half of the quilt had fallen to the ground, and he was about to fall.

"A Nian...A Nian...don't leave me, you don't want to leave me."

"I'm here with my ancestors, so I won't lose you." Can you please raise your arms and let me pull the quilt up?

"Song Nian, I like you, not brother to brother...want to be with you..."

Song Nian's breathing stagnates, what does he mean.

Hastily helping him get rid of the quilt, Song Nian returned to his room.The night was darker and the water was slightly cooler. He sat on the bed and thought about when did the little things with Song Zhiyu start?There is no sign at all?The sky slowly turned bright, and Song Nian thought about it all night...

After that night, Song Nian's attitude towards Song Zhiyu was no longer as intimate as before. An invisible wall was being built between the two sides. But people eagerly want to break through the invisible wall with a heart of admiration.

When cold meets heat, one party is bound to be hurt.Song Nian could no longer ignore his sadness and admiration, and blurted out "good words to persuade" and "no result" ignited Song Zhiyu's suppressed emotions for many years like a flame. concession.

"I'm your brother! Bastard! Just calm down and think about it!" Song Nian rushed out the door after leaving this sentence, and went to drink on the rooftop of the bar with his friend Lu Tianjiu, who worked together in the studio.

Alcohol can paralyze the nerves the most. That day Song Nian and Lu Tianjiu talked a lot about how he met Song Zhiyu and how he cherished each other. Man, did I do something wrong.......

"I like you...from the day I first met you...I didn't expect you to respond, but at least, at least in this matter, I just want you not to refuse as a brother I..." Song Zhiyu's sad eyes and whisper seemed to be in front of him again.

While drunk, I only heard a loud "bang" in my ear.

"Someone fell from the building! Call 120!"

"Hey, it looks like a handsome guy in a black jacket, I just saw him looking for someone over there..."

A chill rose from the soles of his feet. He seemed to know something, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and his nerves were instantly paralyzed.The crowd was noisy, but he couldn't make out what they were talking about.Not only the insane alcoholic fell from the rooftop, but also his younger brother... After a moment of blankness, the sound of the siren elongated in his mind -----------

Early the next morning, the apprenticeship ceremony.Under the hundred stone steps, more than a hundred people stood at the bottom, twelve teenagers stood cautiously on one side, and a few bold ones looked up from time to time.Song Zhiyu was among them.

At this time, Song Zhiyu's red face was beaded because of standing for a long time, thin beads of sweat burst out on his forehead, his hands were clenched into fists, but his eyes kept looking at the hundred stone steps.With his cultivation base, he couldn't see clearly at all, but the small eyeballs still couldn't stop turning.

The ceremony started smoothly step by step under the arrangement of Senior Brother Lu Feng. The twelve teenagers stepped forward. Song Zhiyu finally saw Song Nian, who was at the head of the ceremony. Nodding his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly widened.

This is a world of comprehension, divided into ordinary people, practitioners, demons and immortals.Under the heaven and the earth, there are three mountains and five seas in the sect of comprehension, among which Song Nian traveled to Cangshan, the first of the three mountains and five seas.

In the original novel, Song Nian, as the master of Cangshan Mountain, possesses high martial arts skills and extraordinary abilities.Standing out among the same age, only Huihai's talented Feng Yilong can be compared together in the three mountains and five seas, called "Shannian Haiyi". Dharma was once the object of apprenticeship that everyone yearned for.

It's a pity that when Feng Yilong retreated and was promoted to leave his body, he accidentally fell into a demon, and the demonic energy spread uncontrollably, almost covering the sky and obliterating the vitality of one party. Huihai invited capable people from all over the world to assist him, but There is only one way to cut off the spiritual root. After the spiritual root is severed, the demonic energy will dissipate, but 20 years of hard work will be wiped out in an instant, and it will be impossible to regain the immortality.At that time, Song Nian was also there.Later, Feng Yilong practiced without hope but had nowhere to go, so he could only be a disciple of the outer courtyard in Huihai for life, some hard labor of chopping firewood and boiling water.The innocent son of heaven fell into the quagmire, and his former close friends and mentors sighed with sorrow or gloated over it, but Fengyilong was optimistic and open-minded, and cheered up in a few days.

In this book, Song Zhiyu is a devil boy through and through, but he was sealed since he was a child. He lived in Suwei Village with his parents who opened a pharmacy in his childhood. Because of a plague, both his parents died while practicing medicine. Only then did Xiao Zhiyu survive with more people.Medical skills are limited, and only spells can save more people, so Xiao Zhiyu determined to practice and save more people.Every four years Cangshan recruits disciples, Song Zhiyu went through all kinds of difficulties, and finally entered the top [-] to be qualified to be a teacher. The night before the apprenticeship, the seal was loose, and Song Nian bumped into him, begging bitterly. Dissatisfied with the level of demons, they felt that there were only good and evil, and there was no theory of immortals and demons. At the apprentice meeting the next day, they took the initiative to ask Song Zhiyu, and also sealed Song Zhiyu's demonic energy.

But later in the novel, because Song Nian was seriously injured in the battle between humans and demons, he was unable to suppress the seal that seals the demon energy. Song Zhiyu's identity as a demon boy was exposed, and the elders were furious.When Song Nian came back, Song Zhiyu was already devastated.The war between humans and demons is endless, and the division of ranks only hurts more creatures. Song Nian can no longer accept the rules of humans and demons from three mountains and five seas. Both become demons.

"Junior Brother Song, do you have a favorite disciple?" The handsome man in onyx brought him back to his senses.

"Song Zhiyu."

"It's rare, it's rare that you want someone, just the boy with his head down?" The head said, "Boy, come up, why don't you kneel down and thank your master, Song Nian."

"Thank you, Master, I will definitely practice hard in the future!" Song Zhiyu raised his head and said to Song Nian firmly, with a burst of uncontrollable joy in his heart.

The twelve teenagers have their own homes one after another, and after that it is the ceremony of apprenticeship.Kowtowed under the lotus pedestal, drank Cangshan Lingshui and officially became a disciple.