The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

"What's wrong, Shiho?" Miyano Akemi's voice brought Huihara Ai back to her senses. The brown-haired girl came back to her senses and smiled at her worried sister, "It's okay, sister. I just have a bad feeling."

They are now waiting at the helipad owned by Angus. Because Haibara Ai does not have the relevant documents, the two can only leave by private plane. After Lesk arranged everything, he left first. At this time, only the two sisters are waiting for the arranged helicopter.

Miyano Akemi heard this and said hesitantly, "Shiho, are you worried about Fuji?"

"Well, I always feel something is wrong." Haibara Ai hesitated for a moment, but swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

But Miyano Akemi seemed to have seen through her thoughts. The long-haired woman raised her hand and rubbed Huihara Ai's head. "Okay, Shiho, don't worry about me. Just do what you want to do."

"Eh?" Huihara Ai was stunned for a moment. She looked at Miyano Akemi. When she saw the pure tolerance and encouragement in her sister's eyes, the girl pursed her lips as if she was encouraged by something. "Then sister, you leave first. I will come to you after I finish dealing with things here."

"Okay." Miyano Akemi said with a smile.

After getting a positive answer from her sister, the brown-haired girl ran in the direction where Lesk had brought them in. She took out the tracking glasses that she had prepared in her backpack, put them on, pressed the switch, and saw the constantly moving red dot.

This was the transmitter she had placed on Lesk before leaving the villa just in case.

She thought it would never be useful.

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When Xing Haiyin opened his eyes, his ears were still filled with piercing explosions. The hallucination that followed him like a shadow did not follow him the moment he opened his eyes, which made him think in a trance that he was already dead.

079 once told him about the existence of the so-called soul, but he didn't care much. After all, even if he had a soul after death, it would go to the eighteen levels of hell and suffer extreme punishment. In short, it would not be a good place and it would not arouse people's interest.

The dry cloth on his face rose and fell slowly with his breathing. The faint firelight penetrated through the gaps in the clothes and imprinted into his eyes, making his cold eyes warm. Xing Haiyin blinked, and after his vision became clear again and his body's perception slowly recovered, he could barely tell that he was now in someone's arms.

It can't be considered as being held in his arms. Xing Haiyin hesitated for a second and realized that he was sandwiched between his legs and abdomen, like a favorite toy held in the arms of a child. In order to protect his toy from being snatched away, he surrounded it with his body forcefully and unreasonably.

The flames and smoke produced by the explosion would make it difficult for people inside to breathe. Soaked cloth could provide some relief, but unsoaked cloth would increase the burden. Xing Haiyin was already having difficulty breathing, and he struggled twice, trying to leave this position.

The person holding him in his arms felt his movement and stood up quickly. Xing Haiyin's eyes lit up, he squinted his eyes, and waited for the dazzling sensation to subside before opening them.

He saw a familiar face.

For a moment, Xing Haiyin almost thought that it was his hallucination coming back again, but until his eyes were open until it hurt, the person in front of him still had the same expression, without any sign of twisting into a monster.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” the man in front of him asked. He snorted, “Even if you pretend to be pitiful, I will not forgive you.”

After saying this, he felt that these words were not powerful enough and did not show the extent of his anger, so the silver-gray-haired boy added: "You liar!"

Xing Haiyin was silent. He shifted his gaze away from the boy's face and noticed that they were now at the entrance of a secret passage. The faint blue light formed an egg-shaped cover that protected the two of them.

He didn't remember the existence of such a prop, so this thing that looked like a protective shield could only be formed by the energy of 079.

Xing Haiyin closed his eyes, then turned to look at the guy who was staring at him, and said mercilessly: "Idiot."

079:! !

"You actually scolded me?! I did so much for you and you still scolded me?!" The young man was angry, "If it weren't for me, you would have died a long time ago. It's ok that you don't feel grateful and worship me, but you actually scolded me? Do you have a heart?"

"We had originally agreed to correct the mistakes and the ending here. I just made some minor changes that won't change the outcome." Xing Haiyin said slowly, "There may not be such an opportunity next time."

"You mean the insignificant changes you mentioned mean you're just stupidly going to die? You made this decision without even asking me. Do you really take me seriously?" 079 muttered, "Besides, I didn't change the ending. The boss will be captured in the next carefully planned multinational joint operation, and Ricard did die in the internal fight with Rum."

Hearing this, Xing Haiyin's eyes shone. He frowned and asked, "Then why am I still alive?"

Finally it was his turn to keep the secret. 079 snorted twice, then couldn't help but said, "Because you are no longer Ricardo."

This sentence sounded familiar, and made Xing Haiyin vaguely recall the past. He did not think too much about it, but reached out and pushed away the boy's face. He could not accept being too close to this face, just like he would not look in the mirror when he was in this body.

But it was this action that made him keenly aware that something was wrong.

His hands were ridiculously small.

This was not Ricardo's hand, but the hand of a little child.

He was in the body of a little child.

The silver-gray-haired boy reached out and scooped up the long hair scattered on his legs. Xinghaiyin caught a touch of bright blue, and some guesses gradually formed in his mind.

"This is the body I prepared for Bu Er. I'm just lending it to you temporarily. You must return it to him later." 079 said very fairly. Although it was angry about being deceived, it was not so angry that it didn't care. After being angry, it would not remember it anymore.

“But I don’t have enough energy, so I can only replace Fuji’s body with a child’s. And I’m not giving it to you for free. You two will have to work for me to earn energy. I’m your biggest creditor now, so please be respectful to me in the future, understand—” The boy’s voice stopped abruptly when he noticed that the person in his arms had fallen asleep. He patted the sapphire-haired boy gently on the back as if he was coaxing a child to sleep.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, everything will be over when you wake up."

The sound of the bomb exploding gradually stopped. In the thick fog created by flames and smoke, a bright blue protective shield enveloped the two people, one large and one small, sitting at the entrance of the secret passage, preventing either of them from suffering serious injuries.