Guan Zai frowned and looked at Zuo Qing doubtfully, "Exchange lives? What exchange lives?"
Zuo Qing opened his mouth and was about to explain something when a bright Buddha light instantly enveloped the entire mountain, and the three of them closed their eyes uncontrollably at the same time.
After the Buddha's light appeared, Zuo Qing was keenly aware that in the temple behind him, a breath was rapidly disappearing...
He turned around and stared blankly at the closed door in the hall, like a man who had lost his soul.
"Ye Fan..." He murmured to himself.
…
Fasting place.
Deep inside the mental hospital.
"Xiao Yu'er, have you eaten today?"
"Xiao Cao'er, why did you start sleeping again?"
"Little Shitou! Why don't you answer my question!"
A man wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, squatting at the door of the fasting center with a chicken coop on his head, stared at the few stones at his feet seriously and muttered something to himself.
Suddenly, he froze on the spot.
He turned to look at the sky in the distance, stood up slowly, and under his messy hair, his cloudy eyes showed an unprecedented clarity...
He put a hand on his chest and said with some sadness:
"Why...my heart hurts?"
…
A transport plane roared across the sky.
"Captain, we are about to arrive at Huaihai City, it's time to jump off the plane!" Kong Shang, who was wearing a golden cloak, shook Xia Simeng, who was sleeping like a dead pig in the seat next to him with his seat belt strapped on.
A look of helplessness.
"Tsk, she slept so soundly..." one of the team members said with a wry smile.
"Isn't Captain like this all the time? As long as she falls asleep, unless someone holds a knife to her neck, how can she wake up so easily?"
"Where's the knife? Bring one over here and let's try it."
“Just try it!”
Several other team members were making little noises, but Xia Simeng was still sitting on her seat with her head tilted, snoring slightly...
Just when several team members were discussing which knife to use, Xia Simeng suddenly woke up from her sleep!
She was like a cannonball shot out of the barrel, violently shattering her seat belt, dragging out several afterimages, and plunged into the suitcase twenty meters away, making a clanking sound.
This scene directly frightened the other team members.
"Team...Captain seems to have heard it?" A team member asked weakly, "She won't silence her, right?"
When Kong Shang saw this scene, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the center of the piled suitcases.
In the messy suitcase, a girl wearing a golden cloak was lying blankly in the center, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling above her head, her face extremely pale.
"Captain, are you okay?" Kong Shang asked tentatively.
Xia Simeng lay on the ground like a sculpture for a long time, opened her mouth, and said hoarsely:
"I seem to be... having a nightmare."
…
Somewhere in Daxia.
Several figures in gray cloaks were walking quickly through the jungle. In the dense forest directly in front of them, a huge shadow was advancing rapidly.
"Tian Ping, I will pause this time for a while. You fly over from the sky first, and then cooperate with me to stop it." Wang Mian put one hand on the handle of the [Yi Yuan] knife at his waist and turned his head.
Said to the scale next to him.
Tian Ping hummed, and his figure floated up from the forest, quickly rushing towards the rapidly advancing shadow.
Wang Mian took a deep breath, "Everyone pay attention, the time is suspended and the countdown is over, three, two..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Mian's body suddenly trembled, and his whole body froze in place!
Several other team members were originally ready to take action, but when they saw Wang Mian stop, they stopped and looked at him doubtfully.
"Captain, what's wrong?" Whirlpool asked.
Wang Mian's hand holding the handle of the knife tightened unconsciously, and after a moment, he slowly loosened it...
"I don't know either." He shook his head, "But I always feel like... something bad happened."
…
Shangjing City.
Night Watch Team 006 station.
Shao Pingge, who was sitting boredly behind his desk and writing, yawned lazily.
Opposite him, Yuan Gang was lying in front of a pile of documents, writing furiously.
"Are you sleepy?" Yuan Gang said quietly when he saw this scene.
"Sleepy." Shaopingge answered honestly.
"I'm tired, why don't you take a nap?"
Shao Pingge raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this... bad? After all, you are helping me complete my work, and I am sleeping in front of you..."
"Do you still know that this is your job?!" Yuan Gang glared at him and slapped the pen on the table, "It's been all afternoon! I've been here to help you change files, and you've been yawning at me all afternoon.
...Won’t your heart hurt?”
Shaopingge was silent for a moment, "My heart is quite good."
Yuan Gang:……
Seeing Yuan Gang's face darken visibly, Shao Pingge coughed twice and was about to speak to save the brotherhood when his fingers suddenly slipped.
The pen flew from his fingertips and fell.
Snapped--!
The pen fell to the ground, making a dent in the pen cap, and then rolled up until it hit the darkness in the corner of the room before slowly stopping.
Looking at the pen, Shao Pingge was stunned.
…
Daxia, the foggy border.
Memorial is wearing a cape, leaning on the front of the supercar, with his hands in the pockets of the cape, looking at the huge and majestic fog wall in front of him, wondering what he is thinking.
Suddenly, she frowned and subconsciously turned her head to look in a certain direction.
There was doubt in her eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, she got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and amidst the buzzing sound of the engine, she crashed into the seemingly endless fog and disappeared without a trace.
…
In the Buddhist temple.
The six heroic spirits stared blankly at the black-clothed figure standing in front of the coffin, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.
The man had his back to the black coffin and looked directly at Ye Fan, who was sitting in the center of the hall. He was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.
"...That's what happened."
After Li Kengqiang explained everything in front of him to him, he closed his mouth.
After a long time, in the dead silence of the hall, the man slowly spoke:
"I see.
thank you all……"
He turned around stiffly, took steps forward, and walked towards the door of the Buddhist temple in despair.
The midday sun shone through the cracks in the door, casting his back on the floor of the hall, making him appear lonely and lonely as never before.
Squeak——!
He reached out and pushed open the door of the Buddhist temple, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the temple. He paused under the light for a long time, and two lines of tears fell from his cheeks, dripping on the bluestone road at his feet...
He clenched his fists tightly, then slowly loosened them, and left the Buddhist temple alone.
After he left, the six heroic spirits looked silently at the direction in which he left, but did not speak for a while.
Finally, Wang Qing took the lead to break the silence.
"I don't understand... how can a quarter of one's soul be so strong?"
In the center, Huo Qubing, wearing armor, stared at the direction he was leaving and spoke slowly:
"That's not a quarter of a soul.
That is a complete... Red Dust Sword Immortal."
"But shouldn't he have transformed into a Taoist? Why is his soul still intact?" Tang Yusheng was equally puzzled.
Huo Qubing lowered his head and looked at the black skirt that was originally used to wrap Liuli's heart on the ground...
"Perhaps something happened that we don't know about."