I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

When Ye Zhuolin woke up, his mind went blank for a moment.

It's like waking up suddenly after having a dream, but I can't remember what dream I just had.

"Why...why am I lying here?" Ye Zhuolin rubbed his forehead, feeling like he remembered something, only in bits and pieces, "Oh yes, many brothers died in this battle, I got drunk when I was sad Come on, hey, how much did I drink, why is it still broken."

Ye Zhuolin got up slowly, and was about to stretch when he suddenly felt a pain in his heart: "Damn it."

At this time, the door opened.

"General Ye, you're awake." He Xiao ran over, followed by Zhao Feng, who was about to pounce on him like a hungry tiger.

"Stay away from me! My injury is just right, don't make a second injury!" Ye Zhuolin said while covering his heart.

Seeing this, He Xiao immediately stopped, looked at Ye Zhuolin's pale face, and was a little confused: "Am I just so piercing?"

"No, well, hey, it hurts again, hiss... Did some bastard stick a needle in my chest? It still hurts."

"Zhuo Lin." Zhao Feng said suddenly, "Go back, the dead are gone."

Ye Zhuolin's eyes dimmed, and the next moment he felt his heart ache even more: "I rely on me, what's wrong, He Xiao, did you punch me in the heart while I was asleep?"

"I'm wronged! General, I admire you so much, how could I beat you!"

There were beads of sweat on Ye Zhuolin's forehead, and Zhao Feng frowned slightly: "It hurts so much? Do you want to call a doctor?"

"No need, maybe I'm just too tired. Go back and rest for a few days." Ye Zhuolin waved his hand and walked out of the tent.

After Ye Zhuolin disappeared, Zhao Feng suddenly said: "He Xiao, do you feel that we seem to have overlooked or forgotten something?"

"Ah? Your Majesty, no." He Xiao had a bewildered expression.

"Probably because I'm worrying too much, I always feel... something is wrong."

"Maybe it's because I, Nanzhao, won a complete victory, and His Majesty is happy. After being overjoyed, it is inevitable that I will feel a little disappointed. At this time, I have to ask General Ye to create some more joy to make His Majesty even happier!"

It can be seen from this that He Xiao has indeed learned a lot during these days in the barracks.

It's just a matter of sycophancy.

Zhao Feng showed some smiles, and rubbed He Xiao's head: "I don't want to, let's go, go back, and hold a celebration banquet for Zhuo Lin."

...

Xiaolulu was in a state of soul, watching Ye Zhuolin return from the border to the imperial city, and participated in the celebration banquet. He was very happy, and everyone was immersed in the victory. Ye Zhuolin was not surprised, he drank carelessly No lungs, as if he could pass out in the next moment.

There's nothing wrong with it.

The memory is indeed wiped clean.For a moment, Xiaolulu didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and still passed through everything he touched, and Ye Zhuolin's body could not be touched, which meant that Ye Zhuolin could live for a long time.

Very good, at least for the next time, his brother Ye was so happy.

He watched him perform the great method of moving the universe, and watched him get a group of people drunk, and all the spoils lying on the ground were Ye Zhuolin's scheming spoils. Seeing such a spectacular scene, Ye Zhuolin couldn't help but smirk: "Drink with me? It's a good idea. I can't drink a thousand cups."

Then, "a thousand cups will not fall" got up together, tripped over by the person at his feet, and fell like a dog eating shit.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

Xiao Lulu couldn't hold back, and finally showed his first genuine smile these days.

In fact, this kind of life is very good. He really managed to follow Ye Zhuolin unscrupulously. Although he still has regrets to some extent, it can be regarded as unprecedented.

Then, continue to wait.

...

In the next ten years, Xiaolulu traveled to different worlds, and integrated himself into each world according to the mission.

The worlds do not interfere with each other, and the time does not communicate with each other. It is almost like if he comes out of a world, the time of this world will stop, without any connection, just like an independent space.That is to say, he spent many decades.

But Xiaolulu didn't feel much pain, because in the original world, he could look at a person, his daily life, and everything about him unscrupulously.As long as Xiaolulu doesn't feel ashamed, she can even take a shower.

He watched Ye Zhuolin play tricks on people and offend ministers, and he had a great time playing.General Feng Zhi had such a big backing as Zhao Feng, so he was naturally invincible. The ministers were so angry that they could fry eggs, but there was nothing they could do.

He watched Ye Zhuolin being forcibly dragged into the brothel by the officials. Fortunately, his elder brother Ye kept his body like a jade. After so many years, no woman has ever approached him.

And, he watched Ye Zhuolin pick up his sword again in the new round of battle, and stood at the forefront of thousands of troops, his eyes were full of lingering eyes, and his clothes were angry.

As it was then.

Over the years, there have been minor wars, and occasionally they were violent. In the eyes of people like Ye Zhuolin who have experienced big storms, they are just pediatrics, and they are solved like a joke.

However, no matter how small a battle is, it is a fight of flesh and blood. In the past ten years, Ye Zhuolin fell off a cliff and drowned in water. Countless times, some people felt that he was about to fall this time.However, under Ye Zhuolin's almost terrifying ability to survive, day after day, he has never made the dreams of those with evil intentions come true.

He Xiao has also grown up, and his stature has grown rapidly. He has grown from a brat to a general who can help Ye Zhuolin relieve his worries. Zhao Feng is busy with government affairs every day, gaining weight ahead of time and becoming bald.

Compared with the two of them, Ye Zhuolin hasn't changed much in the past ten years, at least his facial features don't seem to have changed much.The wind and frost have accumulated a mature and stable charm for him, and the carefree personality in the past has also been smoothed out a little, but the injuries all over his body cannot be recovered in this life.

Fractures, scars, and Ye Zhuolin's three thousand pains, but he still shoulders the responsibility of defending his family and country. There is a hint of "time is not forgiving" in the character.

Another spring benefit.

The reputation of General Fengzhi has long been resounding throughout Nanzhao, and this time's complete victory is enough for Ye Zhuolin's name to be recorded in Nanzhao's history.

With this victory, Nanzhao completely became the dominant family. The surrounding small countries were no longer able to resist, and they all chose to submit. Zhao Fengxi smiled, as if he wanted to write General Fengzhi into his family tree.

And Ye Zhuolin, the hero of all these, is sitting on a mountain at this moment, thinking about something.

Xiaolulu was still sitting beside him without him knowing.

Ye Zhuolin put the sword aside, not knowing where the interest came from, looked at his hand, and said to himself: "I have been stained with the blood of many people in the past ten years, tsk, this hand is almost useless gone."

The tiger's mouth and fingertips are full of calluses, the back of the hand is rough, there are many chaps, especially the palm, and there is a very long and obvious scar.Even though the hands are fair and slender, with distinct joints, it is no longer possible for people to spit out the word "good-looking".

"I really don't understand how the scar on the palm of my hand came about." Ye Zhuolin murmured, "I don't remember, hey, I shouldn't have been in the rain, and I forgot a lot of things after I got a fever. gone."

Xiao Lulu on the side trembled all over, staring at Ye Zhuolin's palm for a long time, his heart was throbbing.After a while, Xiao Lulu seemed to muster up great courage, and carefully moved to Ye Zhuolin's side, and gently wrapped his arms around his waist.

He already had some tactile sensations a few days ago, which meant that Ye Zhuolin was not alive again.

It was really ill-fated, Ye Zhuolin definitely died of natural causes this time, it was predestined by fate, Xiao Lulu didn't intend to intervene, and he had no ability to intervene again.

It doesn't matter if he is dead, but every time he sees Ye Zhuolin's body injury, Xiao Lulu can't help feeling distressed.If he can be reborn, Ye Zhuolin can be replaced with a 20-year-old body, and he can live happily.

At this moment, He Xiao came over.

He Xiao is 23 years old this year. Xiao Hanhan has already grown up, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a handsome appearance. Compared with Ye Zhuolin, he is a lot inferior, but he can definitely bear the word "handsome".The grown up little Hanhan ran over and shouted.

"General Ye, someone has come to propose marriage again."

"En." Ye Zhuolin waved his hand calmly, "Push."

"This time it's the prime minister's daughter, so it's not easy to refuse."

"What are you afraid of? It's not Zhao Feng's daughter. She just said that the general will not marry her."

"What! Don't lift?"

"..."

So He Xiao was beaten away by Ye Zhuolin waving a branch.

Xiaolulu couldn't help smiling, and was just about to leave contentedly, but at this moment, Ye Zhuolin suddenly turned his head, glanced over, and collided with Xiaolulu's eyes in the air.

Xiao Lulu immediately froze in place, stunned for a moment, for a moment, he thought Ye Zhuolin saw him.

But it is obviously not the case, because Ye Zhuolin just paused, then looked away, and said to himself: "Is it an illusion..."

Xiao Lulu's eyes dimmed, but he was a little excited when he thought that the two would meet soon.After all, it has been ten years, and he has existed in a phantom state for ten years, and he can't see Ye Zhuolin, so he feels more or less unwilling and uneasy.

Fortunately, Brother Ye has not married a wife in ten years, so he still has a chance.

Half a month later, the celebration banquet.

This is a big feast for the whole country, comparable to the emperor's birthday. The streets are decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the lanterns are hung one after another. Children play and play, and chickens and dogs crow.The portrait of General Fengzhi is selling like crazy, the foundation of the face is there, even if the pen and ink can only outline one out of ten of his face, it is so handsome, it provokes countless boys and girls wanting to see Ye Zhuolin himself to express their lovesickness meaning.

Seeing such a scene, Xiao Lulu didn't know whether he was more happy or sad for a while.

Ye Zhuolin, aloof, that General Fengzhi revered by everyone.

It's his brother Ye.

Inexplicable pride is naturally there, but more of it is the self-examination of "I don't know if I can be worthy of him". The sense of gap is like a stone weighing a hundred catties, which makes his chest feel tight.

The hall was very lively, Xiao Lulu originally wanted to float in, but since that time he happened to look at Ye Zhuolin, Xiao Lulu didn't dare to approach him very much, after thinking about it, he went to a high mountain near the Wynn Valley.

Anyway, it’s not long, and people will have the opportunity to see it in the future. Now that they have the time, it’s better to take a look at the spring scenery.

However, the development of the situation is always unexpected.

Just when Xiaolulu saw half of the scenery, the man in black who hadn't seen him for a long time suddenly appeared beside him.

"Go and bind him."

Xiaolulu didn't respond: "What?"

"He's dead." The man in black paused, "Drinking too fast, he choked to death."

Xiaolulu: "..."

???

When Xiao Lulu rushed over, Ye Zhuolin had already died of coughing, and the two phantoms quietly looked at the group of people kneeling on the ground and howling, it was so desolate that it made people weep.Zhao Feng was stunned in place, He Xiao knelt on the ground and wanted to grab the ground with his head, the comedy turned into tragedy, the red lantern was still hanging on the side, no need to change the white paint, and the funeral was seamlessly connected.

After several days of mental preparation, Xiao Lulu, who was afraid that he would not be able to bear the scene of Ye Zhuolin's death, was a little bit dumbfounded: "This... is really so dead that I can't feel sad."

Really fucking thank God for his great kindness.

There is never a shortage of talkative people in the palace. On the same day, the news spread that Ye Zhuolin, a general of the generation, choked on drinking water and died at the age of thirty.

All of a sudden, Nanzhao exploded, and Xiaolulu didn't listen to the folks discussing this ancient anecdote, and didn't care how the court dealt with it. He just wanted to concentrate on binding Ye Zhuolin.

At this time, he was sitting beside Ye Zhuolin, Ye Zhuolin's head was resting on his thigh, there was a light yellow halo around them, soft and lingering.

This is Ye Zhuolin's soul body, selected from the body that Xiaolulu touched before his death, with no scars on his hands, it was around Ye Zhuolin's 20th birthday before he fought with Xifan.After all, the ten-year transition is long, and a sudden comparison can make people discover the difference. For example, Xiao Lulu feels that the 20-year-old brother Ye is really white and tender.

Xiaolulu has also grown up, and the changes are even more obvious than anyone else, because he has gone through more than one decade, tempered by time, and his mentality has changed, so that the temperament he has forged is very comparable to others.

Ye Zhuolin didn't go wrong at the beginning, the 27-year-old Xiao Lu has grown into a gentleman with a face like a crown, and it is definitely a handkerchief harvester and the scourge of peaceful families outside. He is well-proportioned and beautiful, and he doesn't know how to do it When I arrived, the size of Xiaolulu abruptly surpassed that of Ye Zhuolin.And the polishing of multiple worlds also allowed him to learn the ability to talk nonsense when seeing people and talking nonsense, and he has the demeanor of General Feng Zhi more and more.

Xiaolulu's inner soul is even more mature than any of his peers.

But when the system was successfully bound, Ye Zhuolin frowned slightly, and when there was a sign of waking up, Xiao Lulu actually had a thought of running away.

No, you can't run, the person hasn't caught up yet.Xiaolulu encouraged himself like this.

Finally, Ye Zhuolin opened his eyes completely, lay down in a piece of green grass, and looked at the floating clouds.

The binding is successful, the connection is established, and the conversation can be started.

Xiaolulu breathed a sigh of relief, putting away all emotions, with endless longing and tenderness, ten years apart, crossing the bridge of life and death, breaking through all obstacles, accompanied by a completely different new identity, with a tone that sounded normal , said the first sentence to Ye Zhuolin.

"Hey, it's time to wake up. If you don't wake up, I'll feed you water."

The author has something to say: This is the end of the long memory scroll, and I have gone back to the beginning after all the hard work. When I coded, I was thinking that if this is the ending, it would be good (I can say it openly), But the foreshadowing is actually not used up, so I still have to write it down, there are three volumes, two worlds, and the last volume is the original world (yes, I just like the unique fast travel), and it is expected to be over in the early 40s.