The power of rebirth

Ending two:

Outside the city, Lingyin Temple.

"Father still refuses to see Ming Yang this year?" A handsome boy stood in front of the temple gate, his fair face flushed by the wind.

Yan Yunhe stretched out his hand and pulled the cloak to wrap the boy more tightly, took the boy's hand and rubbed it repeatedly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to go back."

The boy stubbornly withdrew his hand, stood on tiptoe and looked into the temple, "Wait a little longer, father may be resting, waiting..."

Yan Yunhe raised his head to look at the sun, but reluctantly stepped forward and whispered to the monks guarding the door, "Please pass it on..."

The monk at the door glanced at the boy in the snow and nodded, "Then I'll pass it on again."

After hearing this, the boy happily walked up and down in the snow, "This time, father must... definitely..."

After a while, the monk who went in came out, shook his head, and stopped talking.

The boy was instantly lost, lowered his eyes, and leaned against Yan Yunhe's aggrieved side, "Father...why didn't you see me?"

"Your father is here to bring hair to practice and pray for the Northern Han Dynasty and the emperor..." Yan Yunhe thought for a long time, but still didn't know how to say to the teenager in front of him, "Oh, let's go..."

The boy followed Yan Yunhe and walked down the mountain slowly...

Walking to the middle of the mountain, a man was wearing a plain monk's uniform, carrying firewood on his shoulders. The man struggled to climb up the mountain, and every step he took was deeply buried in the snow. Dense sweat.

Yan Yunhe pulled the boy to stop. When the man came to them, he raised his head and glanced, then lowered his head and continued on his way.

"Daddy..." The boy broke free from Yan Yunhe's arm, knelt down behind the man with a plop, and wrapped his arms around the man's leg, "Daddy...Daddy".

The man froze, turned around slowly, and had no intention of unloading the firewood, "Get up..."

The boy cried and stood up, reaching out to carry firewood for the man, "Daddy Mingyang help you..."

The man didn't move, but looked at the boy in front of him gently. How long has it been since he hasn't seen him?Every year the emperor would come to Lingyin Temple to pray for blessings, but he never met him every year. The boy in front of him was not as dull as he was when he was a child, and he was more clear-sighted. His stubborn eyes resembled that person very much.The man reached out and touched the boy's face, "Why are you crying..."

Hearing what the man said, the boy cried even more fiercely, and hugged him, "Father... I miss you and Emperor Father, but Emperor Father refuses to see Ming Yang, and neither does Father. What did Ming Yang do?" wrong……"

The man frowned. He didn't push away the boy's hug, but touched the blood jade hanging around the boy's neck, "You are not wrong, it is Daddy." The man wiped away the boy's tears, "The king of a country, where is he?" Can you cry? Promise daddy to be a good emperor."

The boy whimpered and nodded.

The man patted the boy's head, then nodded to Yan Yunhe, "Thank you..." After speaking, he turned around and carried the firewood on his back, and continued on his way.

The boy was grabbed by Yan Yunhe and kept crying...

The sun kept sinking, and when the man walked to the temple, there was only a faint ray of sunset hitting him, and the shadow reflected in the snow was very long...

The man unloaded the firewood in the monastery, and put the firewood one by one in the woodshed with his bare hands.

"It's time for vegetarian food..." Someone outside the door knocked on the door of the demolition room.

The man tilted his head and wiped the sweat on his shoulders, then patted his dusty hands and walked out of the woodshed.The man went to the yard and took a handful of snow in his hands and rubbed it repeatedly until the snow was no longer stained.His hands were icy cold from the snow, and the man let out a breath before regaining some consciousness.

The man did not go to receive the fast, but turned around and walked into the kitchen, adding new wood to the wood that had not been completely extinguished, then took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened the bag, and inside was a cleaned pheasant, the man Quickly processed the whole chicken, simmered for half an hour on high heat, added white rice to it, and simmered for a long time on low heat until the meat fell off naturally in the soup when the man touched the chicken with his chopsticks.The man fished out the chicken and drained it, and stirred the soup evenly.

The man carried the food box out of the kitchen, walked through a bamboo forest along a path, and climbed up a small dirt slope. The moonlight shone brightly on the snow on the ground, and a meditation room hidden in the woods appeared in front of him not far away.

With a squeak, the man gently pushed open the door, walked to a round table and put down the food box, took the bowl and chopsticks and filled the porridge.Not far away, a thin man with long hair loose, picked up Zen sand, walked over, sat at the round table, and watched the man busy.For a while, he took out a robe and put it on him, for a while, he took Mrs. Tang and stuffed it in his palm, and for a while, he relit the extinguished brazier...

The man wiped his hands with a warm handkerchief, between the fingers on the back of his palms, he took out a spoon and handed it to him. Seeing that he would not pick it up, he scooped up the porridge in the bowl and tried it himself before handing it to his lips, " Not hot, just right, very fragrant..."

The thin man lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl of warm porridge, "I'm not hungry..."

"Eat even if you're not hungry" the man stubbornly put the spoon to his lips again, "Open your mouth"

The mouth opened, the spoon was fed in, the juice was drawn out and stuck to the lips, and the bowl of porridge was fed more than half of it over and over again.

"Eat a little more... just another bite"

The thin man bent his head down to caress Mrs. Tang. His long hair hung down his legs and he could not see the expression on his face. He didn't raise his head until the man finished eating the rest of the porridge, then turned around and went to the window to stroke his long hair...

"I'll comb it for you..." The man took the comb and wrapped his hands around the long hair, gently and slowly combing the hair, "There are more and more white hairs..."

"Ugly?"

The man put his hand into the black and white long hair, touched his neck with his fingertips, and then gently rubbed, "How ugly, Shen Lin... no matter what you become, I like it... "

Shen Lin turned around, looked up at the man, and reached out to touch the face that had been branded by him, "Why do you still refuse to give up... What's the point of being so entangled..."

The man held the hand, "If I can't be with you in this life, what is the difference between death and death?"

"When I die, I don't feel the pain anymore, but when I'm alive, I have to bear this pain, Minghan... I don't have the strength to hate you, and I don't have the strength to love you... and I won't..."

The man hugged him lightly, and gently stroked Shen Lin's back with his big rough hands, "With you here, pain is no longer pain. It may be the easiest for you to have no hate and no love. You just need to be careful." Being loved by me...is enough."

Shen Lin leaned in the man's arms, did not resist like before, but closed his eyes, listening to the sound of tree branches being crushed by falling snow outside the window...

The man picked up Shen Lin by the waist and placed it beside the bed, took a basin and filled it with hot water, put Shen Lin's feet into the hot water, dipped a towel in the hot water and gently touched the feet, then opened the towel Hold the whole foot up and warm it for a while, and repeat it until the two pots of hot water become no longer hot.The man put Shen Lin on the bed, pulled the quilt and stuffed a new Mrs. Tang into the quilt, then got up and went out to pour the water away.

After a while, Shen Lin saw a man walking in with his trousers and shoes on. The man jumped onto the bed with an extra pair of scissors in his hand. on your thigh, "I'll cut your toenails...it will make your shoes more comfortable"

"Are your feet cold?" the man turned his head and asked.

Shen Lin lay sideways on the bed, and gave a soft "hmm".

The man put down the scissors, bowed his head and breathed continuously towards Shen Lin's feet, "Is it better?"

Shen Lin frowned, "Wet..."

The man realized that he breathed too much this time, and there was a thin layer of water vapor on the surface of his feet. The man wiped Shen Lin's feet, then pulled off his robe, stuffed those feet into his arms, and looked up at Shen Lin. ,"how about this?"

Shen Lin didn't answer but buried his face in the pillow, and after a while he whispered, "It's ok..."

Only then did the man take out his feet and continue cutting...

After cutting the feet and warming up, the man sat on the bed, and Shen Lin lay on the bed, the two were silent.

The man looked at Shen Lin, and Shen Lin also looked at the man. Their eyes met and they separated immediately.

"Ahem..." Shen Lin covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

"Coughing again..." The man immediately jumped out of bed to fetch hot water, and helped Shen Lin up.

After drinking the water, Shen Lin turned around, "It's getting late...you should go back."

The man looked at Shen Lin, who had his back turned to him, "Oh... I'll come and bring you food tomorrow morning."

Shen Lin didn't speak.

The man came out of the Zen room, looked up at the moonlight, stretched his waist wearily, but there was a faint smile on his face.

The next day it snowed heavily, Shen Lin was wrapped in a quilt and sat at the door. Up to now, he didn't have too many images in his mind, only the heavy snow flying all over the sky. Originally, he just wanted to find a quiet place to die.He still remembers that summer he only explained to Yan Yunhe about succession and other things, brought a few simple packages, and a few waiters lived in this deep mountain, but he never thought that the ghost of that person lingered, the first place he stayed It rained heavily in the evening for three days, and he was sitting at the gate of the temple, looking at the mountains, thinking about the past, thinking about the messy kindness and resentment like today.In a trance, I saw a figure coming alone, the clothes on his body were torn by thorns, there was no package, no entourage, nothing, and even only one shoe on his feet. The first thing that person looked at him in the heavy rain was grinning. He opened his mouth to smile at him, and then fell to the ground with a bang. At that moment, the man stabbed hard into his eyes like a nail, and he couldn't pull it out and wipe out the injustice.

The wind and snow got heavier again, Shen Lin wrapped himself in the quilt, shrunk his neck, and squinted at the white snow in the world...

From a distance, Shen Lin saw a black spot appearing at the end of the road, and the black spot became clear little by little, until the man stood in front of the door, with a head full of wind and snow, his red face pulled the corners of his mouth at him, and his chapped lips instantly Blood came out, the man licked his lips, lifted the lunch box in his hand and shook it, "It's time to eat..."

Shen Lin watched the man walk up the steps, put down the food box, took off his cloak, patted the snow on his head, and then stared at him motionless.

Shen Lin raised his head and slowly lowered his head to look at the man's snow-soaked shoes.

"You're not feeling well, and you're still sitting here blowing the cold wind?" The man knelt down to meet Shen Lin's gaze, "It's time to eat."

Shen Lin withdrew his body, and his exposed feet shrank back under the quilt immediately.

The man looked down, and then he squatted down and lifted the chair that Shen Lin was sitting on with his arms. Shen Lin was startled and struggled to get off.

"Don't move, you'll fall..."

Only then was Shen Lin peacefully carried to the dining table by the man. The man took tea and rinsed Shen Lin's mouth, then took a towel and carefully wiped Shen Lin's face, forehead, corners of eyes, bridge of nose, chin, lips...

The man looked at Shen Lin, and Shen Lin lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was looking at.

The man opened the food box, "Today I stole two sweet potatoes from the kitchen, one made porridge for you and the other steamed, you look pretty big." The man picked up one and peeled it and handed it to Shen Lin "Try and see".

Shen Lin took the peeled sweet potato and ate a few bites.

"Sweet or not?" The man looked at Shen Lin with a smile.

Shen Lin threw the sweet potato on the table halfway through eating, "not sweet"

The man picked up the half sweet potato in disbelief and ate it, "It's very sweet..."

"It's not sweet, try again..." Shen Lin picked up the bowl of porridge and drank half of it.

The man ate the remaining bite, "I think it's sweet."

Shen Lin pushed the half bowl of porridge in front of the man, frowned, "It's unpalatable..." After finishing speaking, he shrank back into the quilt on the chair.

The man took a sip of the porridge, and felt that there was no strange smell. He took a look and saw that Shen Lin was watching him drinking the porridge. When he looked at Shen Lin, Shen Lin abruptly shifted his gaze to the sweet potato skins on the table, "Ah... Ah Choo"

"Why...?" The man quickly wrapped Shen Lin in a quilt.

Shen Lin stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, "Ah... Ah Choo... Ah Choo"

Without further ado, the man picked up Shen Lin and the quilt, and walked to the bed, "It must be freezing at night, it's freezing cold today." Then he glanced at the extinguished brazier, "No, tell the palace One sound, send a quick person to take care of you at night"

"No need..." Shen Lin frowned.

The man had no choice but to give up, put Shen Lin on the bed, lit the brazier, and then stuffed Mrs. Tang into the bed, his fingers touched Shen Lin's waist and it was cold.The man frowned and touched Shen Lin's thin frame with his big hands, "Why is this body colder than that snow? Otherwise, it's the wind and cold..."

Shen Lin was subconsciously shrunk into the bed by the man's touch, "Ah..."

The man stood in front of the bed and looked at the person on the bed. After thinking for a moment, he pulled off his clothes, exposing his hardcover upper body, wearing only obscene trousers, kicked off his shoes, lifted the quilt, got in and casually pulled Shen Lin out of the bed. Picking it up and stuffing it into his arms, the thin back hit his chest and felt a little pain from him, "You are too thin."

Shen Lin struggled, "Minghan! What are you doing?"

"Don't make trouble... I don't mean anything else, it's too cold... It's warmer like this"

"I...I don't want you to be warm..."

The man hugged her tightly, "If you don't want me to be warm, then whoever you want to be warm, you tell me who you want to be warm, I'll find it..."

Shen Lin stubbornly broke the man's hand, "I don't want you anyway..." At this moment, Shen Lin felt the man put his face on the back of his neck and took a strong breath, "Shen Lin..." The rough hands kept rubbing holding his cold hand.

Shen Lin didn't move anymore, and didn't struggle anymore. He let the man imprison him in his arms, and his legs were sandwiched between his legs to keep him warm. The temperature spread from the back to the spine and penetrated into the bone marrow, rippling from the soles of the feet together. Layers of warmth rushed straight into my mind.

There were crackling explosions in the brazier, rustling and rustling sounds, and the north wind whistling outside the window. Everything was silent and fascinated, breathing one after another.

I don't know how long it has passed, Shen Lin woke up from his sleep, his eyes were not opened but he felt a faint breath of Buddha on his face.He slowly opened his eyes, raised his head slightly and saw the man looking down at him tenderly, and when he saw him wake up, he smiled softly, "Are you awake?"

Shen Lin looked at the man, "Yes."

The man frowned, "I raised my head slightly when I woke up, my arm seems to be numb... You slept for a whole day..."

Shen Lin looked at the man in shock, looked up at the sky, immediately pulled the quilt and turned to the side of the bed without saying a word.

The man stood up and stretched his arms, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncomfortably. Seeing Shen Lin curled up in the bed with his back turned to him, he couldn't help but smile, "What's wrong? Didn't you feel fine just now?"

Shen Lin said nothing.

The man poked Shen Lin through the quilt, "You used my arm as a pillow for a whole day and didn't say thank you?"

Shen Lin pulled the quilt and shrank a little deeper.

The man felt cold after being naked for a while, "Take off the quilt, I'm about to freeze to death."

Shen Lin still didn't speak.

The man stopped talking, Shen Lin heard the sound of the man putting on his clothes, then heard the sound of footsteps, and finally heard the creaking sound of the door opening and being closed again.Shen Lin immediately sat up, looked at the empty house and then lay down again.

Really unable to sleep anymore, Shen Lin was wrapped in a quilt and walked to the door with bare feet. Just as he reached out to open the door, the door was opened, and the man walked in.

"You..." The man held the food box in his hand, looked at Shen Lin's bare feet and said, "Why don't you even wear shoes?" The food box was put aside casually, and then Shen Lin was picked up.

"Are you looking for me?"

"No……"

"Why are you in such a hurry and why don't you wear any shoes?"

"Look at the snow..."

The man looked back at the heavy snow outside the door, "Oh... have some food first."

After eating, Shen Lin was wrapped into a balloon by the man, and then put on a cape, "Let's go..."

"Where?"

"Don't you want to see the snow?" The man squatted down, "Come up, I'll carry you to the top of the mountain, your legs are inconvenient."

Shen Lin hesitated for a while and went up.

The snow on the mountain was deep, and the man was walking in the snow with difficulty. Shen Lin lay in the cold, watching the snowflakes fluttering, watching the clouds in the sky continue to flow away with the wind. Although the road was not far, the man was deep. It took a long time to climb to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the snow had stopped, and the sun was hanging in the west, looming among the clouds.

The man found a relatively flat place with a wide view and stopped. Shen Lin got off the man's back and walked slowly to the front. Facing the setting sun, he watched the boundless mountains and rivers covered in snow, and saw the sky and earth being covered in snow and gold. The light is shining brightly.

The man looked at the person in front of him and his shadow was stretched very long against the light. The whole person was like a god, above the pure whiteness, yet emitting a golden light.The man walked behind Shen Lin and opened his arms around Shen Lin.

Shen Lin turned his head slightly and did not refuse.

The man narrowed his eyes and pointed to the distance, "Our Ming Yang is right there..."

"Ming Yang..." Shen Lin followed the man's hand, then turned to look at the man, "Ming Han..."

As soon as the words fell, the man kissed Shen Lin, turned around, and then kissed Shen Lin's face as gently as that snowflake, melting on the skin, soaking into the heart, cold mixed with warmth.

"In the next life, can you fulfill your wish?" The man held Shen Lin's face and asked stupidly.

Shen Lin closed his eyes and did not speak.

The man smiled and hugged Shen Lin.

The infinite tenderness of Jiangshan turned into a shallow hug.

When we went back, the sun had already set. Fortunately, there was moonlight reflecting the snow, so we could not see anything.

On the way, the man always felt that something was following them. The man quietly put the dagger in his sleeve, and continued on his way with Shen Lin on his back.

"Roar..." Suddenly there was a wolf howl in front of him.

Then there were wolves howling up and down all around.

"Hoohoho..."

Shen Lin couldn't help but grabbed the man's shoulders, "Be careful."

"Don't worry...they won't come over" The man looked around vigilantly and quickened his pace.

The man stopped suddenly, Shen Lin raised his head and saw Langtou with four or five dogs blocking his way.

The man retreated to the mountain wall, put Shen Lin down, took out his dagger and took a few steps forward to face dozens of wolves, "I'm fine, I can deal with it..."

One of the wolves rushed forward first, and as soon as the man dodged, he stabbed the dagger at the wolf's neck with one hand, and immediately the wolf lay motionless in the snow.

The second wolf rushed over, and the man dealt with it a few times before finishing it with a knife.

The leading wolf roared towards the sky, and immediately three or four wolves rushed over together. The man dodged one, and turned around to see the other two pounced towards Shen Lin. On the ground, I could only watch another wolf rushing towards me. At this moment, the man kicked me, and the wolf was kicked aside.

"Be careful!" Shen Lin shouted.

He spoke slowly and then quickly, and saw the wolf behind him bite the man's arm, and the man screamed in pain, "Ah..." Then he raised the knife and fell, and the wolf's neck was cut off.

Blood gushed out and spilled on the snow.

The wolves smelled the smell of blood and began to stir and get excited. The leader of the wolf gave out another order. The man saw through this action, and rushed to Shen Lin's side first, and then defended.

The man suddenly handed the dagger to Shen Lin, "Hold it...to protect yourself."

Shen Lin took the dagger covered in blood, "Where are you going?"

"Catch the thief first!" He touched a stick on the ground and rushed towards the wolves.

Shen Lin saw that Shen Lin disappeared into the pack of wolves, surrounded by a pack of wolves.

I don't know how long it has passed, Shen Lin supported the mountain wall and panted heavily, with a few wolves that had just been killed lying beside him, he watched the men in the distance still dealing with the wolves.Suddenly he heard a man shouting, and then a wolf screaming, the wolf who was confronting him just now also ran away. Shen Lin saw a man covered in blood staggering towards him in the distance.

"Ming Chill"

The man gasped heavily, and smiled with difficulty, "Fortunately, you're fine..." He hugged Shen Lin as he spoke, "Shen Lin..."

Shen Lin hugged the man, feeling that the man's entire strength was pressing on him, "Minghan?"

"Shen... Shen Lin, I'm sorry" the man said, "I... I seem... I can't... accompany you anymore."

The whole man pressed up, and Shen Lin staggered back a few steps, leaning against the rock wall, "What's wrong with you?"

The man slowly knelt down in front of Shen Lin, and Shen Lin was also forced to squat down and help the man up, "Ming Han, wake up!"

The man opened his eyes and looked at Shen Lin, "Shen...Shen Lin, in the next life...I...we..." The man closed his eyes again before he finished speaking.

Shen Lin watched as the man's back was completely soaked in blood and a big hole was torn in the middle, his bones were dense.

"No...!" Shen Lin hissed.

No one knows how Shen Lin carried Minghan down the mountain. The people in the temple said that when they saw Minghan, they were already so cold. When Shen Lin was ashamed, he knelt on the ground and couldn't stand up again. .

In the room, Shen Lin wiped Ming Han's body, every inch of skin that had been damaged by him, and wiped every place that was bitten by the wolves. Pots of blood were replaced by basins of blood, and basins of clean water were replaced by basins of clean water.

Shen Lin dressed Minghan and looked at his skeleton.

In the meditation room, Shen Lin knelt in front of the Buddha, chanting the mantra of passing away.

When Yan Yunhe and the others received the news and arrived, it was already three days later.

"Where's Shen Lin?" Yan Yunhe asked.

A monk bowed and said, "Return to Master Emperor, Benefactor Shen has been in the meditation room for three days and three nights. He does not eat or drink and sees no one. Life and death are predestined, so we cannot force them."

Yan Yunhe greeted them with a fist, "Damn it! I really want to burn you poor monks!" Yan Yunhe led people into the meditation room,

Seeing a thin man kneeling in front of the Buddha, Yan Yunhe heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hands and made his subordinates retreat, "Shen Lin...you scared me to death, I thought you..." Yan Yunhe walked over to talk to Shen Lin knelt together, "He is dead, you should let it go, come back to the palace with us, Ming Yang will be very happy."

Shen Lin did not return.

"The grievances and grievances are finally over..." Yan Yunhe sighed.

Shen Lin didn't answer.

Yan Yunhe turned his head and looked at Shen Lin with his eyes closed, clasped his hands together, and put his forehead on it.

"Shen Lin?"

Yan Yunhe frowned, and he patted Shen Lin on the shoulder, "Let's go, Mingyang is still waiting outside..." When Yan Yunhe got up, Shen Lin fell to the ground.

"Shen Lin... Shen Lin!" Yan Yunhe touched Shen Lin's breath tremblingly, and immediately withdrew his hand, "Impossible, don't scare me, Shen Lin! Brother..."

The people outside the door heard the crying sound coming from the meditation room, and the monk guarding outside began to recite the mantra of the past life.

Hell.

Minghan was wearing a black robe at the moment, without any scars on his body, sitting on the bridge of Naihe, and Granny Meng was standing beside him with a bowl of soup.

"It's better to drink early than late, you have to drink sooner or later, it's sweet!"

Ming Han ignored him, still waiting for something.

"Every day there are people waiting for someone, every day there is disappointment, you drink this soup and go to reincarnation, what's wrong?"

"Slaughter is too heavy in this life, and I can't be reincarnated as a human in the next life... If not, wait until I become a worm of sorrow?"

Granny Meng scratched her forehead, "Yo, that's it, then I'll let you wait a while, I'll go heat up this soup, it won't be good if it's cold..."

On the third day, Minghan saw a handsome man wearing a moonlight robe, walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"But wait for me?"

Ming Han hugged the man and said happily, "Shen Lin... I finally waited for you" and then his face changed, "No, it's only been three days, why did you..."

"You're dead, how can I live alone? I haven't avenged my vengeance, how can I let you go so easily?" Shen Lin hugged Minghan back as he said, "Now, I really feel relaxed."

Granny Meng came over with two bowls of soup, "Tsk tsk, don't get tired of it, drink it quickly and reincarnate! Everyone in the queue behind is waiting impatiently!"

Shen Lin took Meng Po Tang, "Those in the back are going to reincarnate the animal party, why worry?"

Po Meng pointed at Minghan. "So is he!"

Shen Lin smiled, "Brother actually went to the animal way too? Coincidentally, I too..."

"Ah? Why? If I go to the animal way, I deserve what I deserve. Why do you also go? I'll go to the King of Hades!" Shen Lin embraced Ming Han, "You deserve what you deserve? Don't I deserve what you deserve? I've done nothing better than you in this life One point less, it's fair!"

Granny Meng joked on the side, "Just use my soup to have a drink! You may see it in the next life, don't leave regrets in the next life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ming Han looked at Shen Lin, raised his glass and said, "In the next life, I will be the most emotionless snake in the world."

Shen Lin crossed Ming Han's arm, and said, "In the next life, I will be the most affectionate fox in the world."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and both raised their heads to drink the cup from Granny Meng.