Di Ming

Chapter 1 Rejuvenation
The Hun River is very muddy.

But when it froze, it became crystal clear.

On the ice, the shaman's wife sang a mournful song and danced like a ghost.

Two brothers, wearing fur hats and boots, were sitting on the river talking, occasionally touching foreheads affectionately.

"Brother Wild Boar Skin," the younger brother said, their foreheads touching. "What do we do next?"

My older brother has large ears and a hooked nose, piercing eyes, and is as fierce as a tiger in the deep mountains, tall and imposing like an ordinary person.

“Little Wild Boar Skin Brother,” the older brother said in a deep voice, “relying on the thirteen suits of armor left behind and the blessing of Mother Fodo, our army has broken through the thousand-man mark, but we are just a little tiger that has just been weaned.”

Wild boar skin is a beautiful name, representing perseverance, courage, and the good fortune bestowed by the gods of Changbai Mountain.

The older brother continued, "Next, we need to do three things."

"First, we can't be like a silly roe deer that gets carried away by the grass; we have to be like a docile sheep and not let Li Chengliang suspect us."

"We are going to Guangning City to deliver gifts to Li Chengliang, return the enslaved Han people, and express our loyalty to the Ming Dynasty."

"The second thing... having the title of Commander of the Jianzhou Left Guard is not enough. We already have two tribes, so we can call ourselves Beile..."

"Bair!" The younger brother exclaimed excitedly, his eyes burning with fervor.

"What does Brother Wild Boar Skin want to call himself, a prince? And what about me?"

The elder brother laughed and said, "I am called Prince Shule, and you are... Second Prince!"

The younger brother excitedly took off his leather hat, revealing his bald forehead and thin braids.

"I'll go find Eidu and Anfiyanggu right now!"

He stood up and started dancing the Mangshi dance, ready to leave excitedly.

"Look, you're in such a hurry again." The older brother frowned. "Don't be as impulsive as a jumping monkey!"

"There's a third thing: once the ice and snow melt, we'll build our own city..."

He said nothing more, because the shaman who had finished her divination came over, her jingling bells carrying far along the glacier.

“Madam Shaman,” the younger brother stood up, “please tell us of good fortune.”

The older brother also stood up, removed his hat and bowed to the shaman, revealing his coin-shaped rat tail.

The shaman's wife said with a sob in her voice, "Nurhaci, good fortune has come to you brothers."

"It could be three children and a dog, or a long-bearded man riding a camel, or a ginseng gatherer wearing a black hat... Whatever the possibility, it's auspicious."

She listed five or six possibilities. But each one was a little strange.

The two brothers exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves, "So many possibilities? Which one is it?"

Nurhaci's Jurchen chant carried a solemn and devout tone, somewhat like a prayer, reflecting his respect for the shaman. He asked:
"May Mother Buddha bless you, my shaman wife. Please activate the Sevenfold Heavenly Cyclone Technique, which is as spiritual as a divine eagle. Please explain in more detail."

The shaman lady danced a "divine dance" on the ice, her divine robes, adorned with bronze mirrors, shimmering with golden light, and the sound of her ritual bells was like the voice of ghosts and gods.

She danced for a while, then suddenly stopped her amazing dance and solemnly said before the bells had stopped ringing:
“Nurhaci, your brothers’ good fortune will appear in the spring. But the more auspicious the person, the farther away they will come from.”

The two wild boars looked at each other, because the shaman's wife still hadn't specified which possibility was most likely to occur.

Unbeknownst to them, one of these possibilities lies in the future, more than four hundred years from now.

...............

Where am I? Is this a dream?
Zhu Yin regained consciousness and saw a vast expanse of snow and desolate wilderness.

To his even greater surprise, his suit had become enormous, hanging on his body like a robe and nearly falling off.

"this…"

He saw his own hands—small hands! Had he become a child?
Zhu Yin felt as if he were in a dream, but he knew it was not a dream, it was definitely not a dream.

Because the environment and the feeling were so real.

A weak, mournful cry came from behind.

There was a small black dog crawling on the snow, its eyes not yet open, looking soft and cute.

Zhu Yin recognized the puppy with its eyes still closed; it was none other than Black Tiger, whom he had raised for twenty years!

When he was eight years old, he found a puppy whose eyes were not yet open and named it Black Tiger.

After being cared for for twenty years, it is about to pass away peacefully.

But now, the black tiger, who was about to die of old age, has turned into a puppy!
Did I suddenly become twenty years younger, and return to the age of eight?

Even though Zhu Yin had a very strong mental fortitude, he felt a fear he had never felt before.

The fear of the unknown is far stronger than when carrying out dangerous missions.

What the hell is going on? Where am I? Is time and space out of order? Or am I hallucinating and mistaking it for reality?

It’s so cold!

This place is so cold and snowy, it could definitely freeze someone to death.

The enemy at hand is not humankind, but nature.

He wrapped his oversized clothes tighter, picked up the trembling, still-closed-eye puppy, and said through clenched teeth:
"Don't be afraid, old friend, I'm here."

The warmth emanating from the puppy instantly brought Zhu Yin a sense of comfort, and his mind cleared considerably.

prior to.

He, Black Tiger, and the Ning sisters were together. The distance between the three of them and the dog was no more than ten feet.

But now, he and Black Tiger suddenly found themselves in an unfamiliar place.

What about the Ning sisters?
While Zhu Yin was still in surprise and doubt, he suddenly heard a childish voice shout:

"Zhu Yin! Where are you!" The voice trembled with fear. "I'm here!" Zhu Yin perked up, picked up the puppy, and, dragging his ill-fitting leather shoes, struggled to find the source of the sound.

Turning past a snowdrift, I saw a small figure wearing ill-fitting clothes and carrying a medicine box.

This is a porcelain doll-like little girl, exquisitely beautiful with delicate features.

But Zhu Yin immediately recognized that the girl was Ning Caiwei, who had become twenty years younger and returned to the age of nine.
The medicine box on Ning Caiwei's body was actually her younger sister Ning Qingchen's medicine box.

I remember that Ning Qingchen was carrying a medicine box, preparing to deliver medicine to impoverished mountainous areas. She came to see her sister to say goodbye.

Ning Caiwei took over from her grandfather at the age of twenty-five and managed the massive Ning Group, becoming a multi-millionaire.

Ning Caiwei is her own boss, and also her own mission target.

If necessary, I must take drastic measures against her.

The Ning Caiwei of the past was elegant and beautiful, making her approachable yet unapproachable. But now, she is just a nine-year-old girl.

"You are... Zhu Yin!?" The girl looked at the boy as if she were seeing a long-lost relative. "We are..."

"President Ning?" Zhu Yin's voice was still somewhat childlike. "We should..."

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but stare at Ning Caiwei's arms.

She was holding a baby in her arms, no more than three months old.

It's Ning Qingchen!

Ning Qingchen, now an infant, had eyes as black as gemstones filled with terror.

Her clothes at that moment were like a large swaddle, tightly wrapping her tiny, sprout-like body.

Suddenly, her lips trembled and she burst into tears.

“Wow wow wow wow…”

Ning Caiwei and Zhu Yin looked at each other, both bewildered.

Looking at Ning Qingchen, who had lost control of her emotions after returning to infancy, Zhu Yin saw an image of a woman as cold as ice in his mind.

Without makeup, she is like an elegant and proud white swan, breathtakingly beautiful, and the object of countless men's dreams.

However, Zhu Yin was not among these men of noble character.

Zhu Yin found it hard to connect the medical school student with the crying baby girl in front of him.

This is so disillusioning.

Zhu Yin couldn't help but recall Ning Qingchen's words from back then:
"Zhu Yin, what I despise most is a hypocrite like you who is insatiable in his greed..."

"You know my sister has no dating history, so I used my proximity to her to build an emotional cocoon, gaining her favor and trust. Once feelings develop over time, I could become rich overnight..."

"Why are you studying traditional Chinese culture and minority languages? My grandfather happened to enjoy studying these subjects. You're too cunning."

"You're shameless. You don't just want to avoid a few decades of hard work, you want to avoid several lifetimes of hard work..."

He had a grudge against Ning Qingchen. Ning Qingchen had once forced him to resign and leave the Ning Group.

But now she has turned into a baby.

Ning Caiwei looked at Zhu Yin with a complicated expression.

Zhu Yin had been by her side for two or three years, but he actually harbored ulterior motives. She had long been aware of this.

Her younger sister asked her several times to fire Zhu Yin, but she refused. However, she couldn't explain why.

Who would have thought that today, she and her sister would encounter such a misfortune together with Zhu Yin.

Is this a cruel twist of fate?

...

Although Ning Qingchen has aged twenty years in reverse, her mind remains clear.

My small head can hardly hold so much knowledge from before; I feel like my brain is about to explode.

Head hurts!
A severe headache, unknown fears, and the infantilization of mindset caused Ning Qingchen to cry loudly.

But crying actually relieved my headache a lot. The massive amount of information that my mind couldn't process seemed to be temporarily blocked by the crying.

With just a little thought, the knowledge and information resurfaced, but my brain also ached terribly.

Fortunately, those basic memories, as long as they are not too complicated, do not require thinking.

Medical knowledge still exists.

She knew she had become a baby, and her sister had become a girl.

The despicable Zhu Yin has also turned into a boy.

What on earth is going on?
“Eee-yah…ee-yah…” Ning Qingchen wanted to ask, but what came out was the innate babbling of an infant.

It's over! She was no longer able to speak, and she had no teeth left.

A bone-chilling cold swept over her, and Ning Qingchen felt as if her sister's thin chest was a cold, hard iron plate.

It's so cold! I'm freezing!

Medical knowledge told her that in this environment, the body's temperature mechanism would be disrupted, the myocardial conduction refractory period would be shortened, blood circulation would slow down or even stop, and central paralysis and death would occur within tens of minutes.

It's very dangerous now, what should we do?

After Ning Qingchen returned to infancy, her emotions also became infantile, and her mentality became extremely fragile. She cried uncontrollably out of fear.

“Wooooooaaaaa…”

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