Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

Xingjian was in a trance for a while, and the pain that remained in the depths of his soul made his fingers curl up nervously. He leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. In the quiet and dark alleyway, there was only the sound of hoo chi ho chi like the drumming of a broken bellows.

After a long time, the panting gradually stopped. The young boy slid along the wall and sat on the ground weakly. His eyes were lowered, and his long hair hanging down covered his delicate eyebrows. The melted snow reveals the melancholy that keeps people thousands of miles away.

Although Xingjian didn't raise his eyes to look around, but his body didn't feel the pain of being torn apart, nor did he feel the itching of being stitched up, only these things made him realize what's going on now.

Covering the position of the heart, the godhead there beats obediently and quietly, without the slightest mania and bewilderment before.

Does he still have to thank this thing for bringing him into this world, thus avoiding Ling Chi's pain?

On the immature face of a small child, there is a complex expression that belongs to an adult. Not only does it not look weird, but it blends with the temperament of the whole body strangely, becoming a charm that belongs to Hoshimi Yanagihara.

He smiled wryly, pressed his heart hard, and felt the powerful beating under his palm.

Just like a person cannot live without a heart, the godhead has long been a part of his soul.

At the beginning, Xingjian seized the godhead only for self-protection. He didn't think about becoming a king or being immortal. He just wanted to live an ordinary life and die peacefully.

What I yearn for the most is to try a different life in a limited life, to be healthy, free from disasters and diseases, if there is a lover who can treat myself wholeheartedly, and let me repay my true love, that would be great.

His wish was so simple, but God did not give him a chance to realize it.

At first, Xingjian had to do his best to survive, but later, the long years of confinement gradually made him confused.

In order not to let himself go crazy, he told himself to love life, to repay the kindness of others, to capture the beauty of the world... He did as he did, and life was much easier.

Xingjian also tried to discard the godhead.Now that he has slipped out of the seal and there is no threat from Kaguya, it is absolutely possible to throw away this uncontrolled cock, that's what he thought at the time.

But something went wrong, in Kaguya's hands the godhead could only bewitch the master, but when it came to him, once this half of the godhead was separated from the body, everyone around would be affected by desire.

Xingjian has a deep understanding of the divine personality's ability to confuse people's hearts, and he dare not be willful.

Otsutsuki Kaguya is a puppet controlled by the godhead, and he has become the lock that seals the godhead, repeating the hopeless cycle of reincarnation year after year...

The child shrouded in loneliness suddenly wiped his face and cursed viciously, "Shut up! You can't influence me!"

The seemingly well-behaved godhead in the body jumped twice, as if laughing at the sternness of the controller, and then the faint black flocculent mist that seemed to be smoke but not smoke gathered back to the godhead, and it really settled down.

Xingjian sighed wearily, sneaking in when his mind was in turmoil, unknowingly distorting his master's thoughts is something Shenge often does, and he has long been used to it.

He leaned against the wall and stood up, facing the sun half-obscured by dark clouds, showing a bright smile, like the first ray of sunshine before dawn, with infinite hope and longing.

Hey, life is so beautiful, it really is better to be alive, if you are dead, how can you meet so many lovely and interesting people and things!

As for this tattered godhead, at worst, after returning to the seal after this death, he can study it in seclusion, and he can always figure it out.

Xing Jian swept away his gloom, and was about to see where this body ran when he was unconscious again. He took a few steps outside and stopped suddenly.

It seemed, as if, there was another breath here besides him!

Following the sound, he found a semi-conscious teenager behind a pile of garbage?youth?

This man was tall and tall, with a young-looking face, but he was dressed in a business style. If it wasn't for the gunshot wound on his chest, he would be no different from a mature office worker carrying a briefcase and waiting for the subway every day.

Staring at the pool of blood, Xing Jian paused, the scarlet in front of his eyes expanded infinitely, faintly giving him the urge to vomit.

Perhaps because he felt a strange breath approaching, the man who had fallen into a semi-comatose state due to excessive blood loss suddenly opened his eyes. He is about to return to the west, but he doesn't have the slightest attitude of a weak person.

Seeing that the person standing in front of him was a child, the man's eyes softened.

Xingjian stepped forward tentatively, "Well, do you need help?"

The man shook his head, then turned his eyes to the narrow sky covered by house debris, his pupils began to dilate, and his body had already entered a dangerous state due to excessive blood loss, but it was obvious that this man had no intention of saving himself.

Xingjian sighed tiredly, and he didn't know where his bad luck came from. The last two times he came to this world, he would appear in strange places and meet strange people. Waking up on a water bed?

He stepped forward with appointment, and used the man's tattered shirt to stop the bleeding. When the man looked over, the delicate-looking child pouted and said, "Hey, it doesn't matter if you don't want to live anymore, but I don't want anyone to die in front of me right now." In front of you... you will make do with it, and die next time."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Oda Sakunosuke, who succeeded in assassinating the target and was seriously injured himself, suddenly became interested. After all, he is just a boy. No matter how rich his life experience is, no matter how dark his life is, he still retains a little freshness of a boy. Not only does he not cry when he sees this child He handled the wound proficiently without making a fuss, naturally a little curious.

"It's okay." Xing Jian didn't lift his head, and tied a knot in his shirt.

But this is only temporary, and if the wound is not treated as soon as possible, the man will not live long.

He looked left and right, "Wait here, I'll find someone to help." Before he finished speaking, he ran away without a trace, without giving the man a chance to refuse.

This is Radium Bowl Street, who can I ask for help?

As a killer, Oda Sakunosuke began to worry about the safety of the child. The appearance of the powder makeup and jade was like a little fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He didn't know how he got to the place where crimes breed like Radium Bowl Street.

The young killer looked at the alley frequently, and finally couldn't stay any longer after seeing no movement for a long time.

He struggled to stand up against the wall, and slowly moved outside. With every step, cold sweat slipped into his eyes, and the bandaged wound split open. It didn't take long for the shirt that was used as a bandage to fall apart. Mixed with sweat, it was completely dyed blood red.

"He's right here!"

Hearing the child's immature voice from far to near, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't hold back his dizziness anymore, and slid weakly against the wall to the ground.

When Xing Jian went out, he found that he had run into the dangerous place of the slum again without being conscious. He immediately wanted to beat his legs twice. Just when he thought he had to run out to ask for help, he accidentally saw a man in a white coat. The doctor's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the corner of his clothes without saying a word.

The other party is also very talkative, and after hearing the situation, I followed him to help.

Watching the doctor help the injured person to go out, Xingjian sighed, "You are such a good person!"

The doctor raised his eyebrows, thinking that the child was too innocent, "If he helps you, he is a good person."

"However, this is Radium Bowl Street. It must be rare for people like you to lend a helping hand to strangers who have never met before."

This made the doctor a little surprised, but...

"It's not a stranger." The doctor opened the door of the clinic and put the patient on the bed. "I know you, the young master of the Liuyuan family."

Xingjian was only stunned for a moment before realizing, "Is my family asking you to see a doctor for me?"

His Sleeping Beauty Disease is an intractable disease, as long as he is diagnosed by some famous doctors, these treatments are sometimes carried out when he is asleep, and it is normal for him not to know.

"That's right." The doctor was amazed at the child's intelligence. When he was invited to Liu Yuan's house, the young master was not awake. The whole diagnosis process was carried out with the assistance of the housekeeper. Liu Yuan Xingjian gave him the impression Just a beautiful little fool, but he didn't expect the child to be so sharp in his waking state.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"Moritaro, my name."

Perhaps because he thought he was in a safe place, the child was half lying on the back of the chair to watch the doctor dispose of the bullet, and his leisurely appearance was not at all the reaction that a child of this age should have when encountering such a thing.

Is it because you have been asleep for so long that you have no sense of the surroundings and are emotionally indifferent?

While thinking about it, Dr. Sen skillfully inserted the clip into the bullet hole and stirred it, took out a bloody bullet from the bloody mess, and threw it on the iron plate next to it with a bang.

"How do you feel?" Xing Jian asked the person he rescued, "What should I call you?"

"Oda Sakunosuke."

"Why would you do such a dangerous thing in a peaceful age? Isn't it good to live a stable and bright life?" Xing Jian tilted his head, as if he was asking the other party, but he seemed to be simply sighing.

After all, in his world, peace is a vision that many people can't achieve with their whole life. Why do these people not know the blessing when they are in the blessing?

The two who heard his words turned their heads in unison.

"What, what's wrong?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "How do you know I'm a killer?"

"Hey! Are you a killer?" Xingjian was really surprised.

In the ninja world, people are used to seeing death. After killing a person, they can sit next to the corpse and eat after washing their hands. The daily personality has nothing to do with the amount of blood on their hands. Many ninjas are cheerful people, but this is a peaceful world. , long-term in the dark will inevitably affect the external temperament, right?

Shouldn't a killer be cold and unpredictable in a peaceful age?Oda doesn't look like that at all.

"You don't know?!" This time it was the turn of the person on the hospital bed to be surprised.

"I didn't know that before, didn't you say that yourself." The child was super innocent, "It's just that I don't change your face when you get shot, it seems quite normal, I guess you should deal with guns in normal times."

Oda: ...

Oda's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and even though the doctor helped him treat the wound, he didn't even frown. Although his brain was a little dull at this time, it didn't prevent him from feeling that he had been tricked by a child.

Dr. Sen looked at the child with sly eyes shining in his busy schedule, and said meaningfully: "You really don't look like a child!"

"Huh!" Xing saw the wrinkled, round and lovely nose, turned his face away, and refused to talk to this strange uncle, which was quite childish.

The clinic was quiet, Xingjian flicked his short legs, looking a little bored, but the other two obviously didn't have time to care about him.

After a long while, Xingjian suddenly said, "Why is there such a profession as an assassin in this world?" To some extent, assassins and ninjas have something in common.

Oda, who was lying on the hospital bed, couldn't help but squeeze his dry thin lips tightly when he heard this, and the trace of blood that had just recovered completely disappeared from his face.

"Because of desire." Dr. Sen has seen many precocious children, and he himself belongs to the precocious type, so after the initial surprise, he adjusted his views on Liu Yuan Xingmi, and he didn't mean to be perfunctory when he asked this question. .

"Assassin is one of the oldest professions in the world. It has existed since the beginning of human beings. As long as human beings have love and hatred, there is value in the existence of killers. Sometimes people have to rely on others to do things that they cannot do by themselves. This is normal."

"No, that's not what I mean." Xingjian thought for a while, trying to organize his words, "Bad people should be punished by law, and competition should abide by rules...Although I know that everything in life cannot be perfect, but everyone is in order. The entire society can run smoothly only if the society is inside, but the appearance of the killer has broken this balance."

"The two forces are wrestling, and suddenly the leader of one side is assassinated, and the other side easily wins... Over time, everyone follows suit, and uses this easy and rough method to deal with competitors. The relatively reasonable order under the vicious circle is destroyed. If it is broken, won't the whole society be in chaos?"

"Hey, do you think so?" Dr. Sen turned around and looked at the child in surprise. Does he have such a deep sense of the big picture at this age?

He leaned on his chin and thought, forgetting all about the patient behind him. Oda Sakunosuke didn't urge him, and he also fell into deep thought, and the half-treated wound just hung there.

After a while, Dr. Sen said, "Everything has an optimal solution, and the same is true for assassination."

"It is undeniable that many people hire killers for ease or to satisfy their selfish desires, but sometimes assassination is the best way to solve the problem. Have you read the news that the struggle between the two political parties has become intense recently?"

Xingjian shook his head in confusion, he just woke up, where can he go to learn about current affairs and politics?

"Yes, I guess you've been sleeping all night, so you don't notice this." Dr. Sen teased with a smile.

"Hey!"

Xing Jian pouted angrily, his fleshy cheeks were tender and elastic, and looked easy to touch. Dr. Sen quickly poked the child while he was not paying attention, and it really felt super tactile. He smiled and ignored the child's stare, In a good mood, he talked about the current situation of political party fighting.

"...A bridge in Okinawa collapsed before, causing countless casualties. The local government did not go to rescue immediately, but tried to expand the situation and delay the rescue time, because the bridge was built by the previous mayor, and the two mayors happened to be Hostile forces." He sarcastically said: "As long as the political opponents can be brought down, the lives of dozens of ordinary people are nothing."

"All in all, the two political parties have used all kinds of dirty methods to attack their opponents. I don't know how long this situation will last. It doesn't matter if you are in the game, but it is too much to affect innocent people. In this case, The best way to prevent things from getting worse is to directly address the culprits that caused it."

"Hey, don't teach the children bad!" Oda's conscience made him rush to stop the perverted doctor.

Dr. Sen was smiling, and he didn't feel guilty at all about telling these conspiracies to a child.

He ignored Oda, and slowly completed the rest of the sentence, "Although this may not completely solve the problem, it will at least leave a period of breathing for people to have the opportunity to find the best solution."

"Is that so?" Xingjian bowed his head in thought, his transparent and wise eyes subconsciously made people ignore his young age, and he couldn't help but put him in the same position for communication.

After a while, he raised his eyes, and the gloom that had lingered between his brows since we met disappeared, "I understand doctor, thank you!"

Dr. Sen was very interested, "Oh, what do you understand?"

"Someone told me that a person's life is always repeating the process of being limited to self-cognition and breaking self-cognition. I always thought that competition should be upright, and tricks are tricks. If used, it will destroy the relatively stable. Order, but... how to do it still depends on the situation, right?"

Dr. Sen nodded and expressed his high appreciation for that sentence, "The person who can say such a thing must be a person who has a lot of experience and is good at thinking. I really want to meet him if I have the opportunity!"

"I'm afraid it won't work." Not knowing how Itachi would panic when he saw his body collapse, Hoshimi lowered his voice and explained with a pouted mouth: "He's not in this world."

"Ah, that's right...he is very important to you, right?"

Dr. Sen felt that he understood the reason for the child's precocity.Seeing the death of an important person at such a young age, and the other party is a very thoughtful person, this kind of thing must have had a great impact on this child.

"Yeah, he's important."

The child's affirmation made Dr. Sen more sure that his guess was correct.

"By the way, doctor, your medical skills should be very good. Why do you want to open a clinic in this kind of place?" First let's talk about whether you can make money as a black doctor. First of all, your life is not guaranteed. You can be invited by Liu Yuan's family to see a doctor. No matter where you go, you should not worry about work.

Dr. Sen originally wanted to say that I like this exciting life, but was stared at by Mr. Killer with murderous eyes, and changed it neatly to Wei Guangzheng, "Since I have this ability, I should do something for the society. Compared with the outside world, There are more people here who need me."

"If you have the ability, you have to take the corresponding responsibility..." Xingjian muttered to himself, thinking of another world, his eyes gradually became firmer, like a soldier about to rush to the battlefield.

The big and the small just chatted like this, without any communication barriers at all. If you ignore the chat content and the increasingly helpless eyes of Mr. Killer, the whole process is quite pleasant.

When the people from Liuyuan's family came, Xingjian had already recovered from his usual carelessness under Dr. Mori's "comfort". He smiled and waved to the two of them, and followed the visitor with his short legs left.

Oda Sakunosuke condemned: "You are really too much to say that kind of thing to a child!"

Children should grow up happily and freely in the sun, and they should not be involved in the dirty and bloody adult world.

"His brain is much more useful than yours." Dr. Sen drained the air out of the syringe and pricked it with one needle. "But, it's a pity..."

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback, "What?"

……

Followed by bodyguards, Xing Jian walked out of Radium Bowl Street smoothly, this time it was very calm, no curly hair, no gangsters, and no gunfights.

Seeing the person waiting in front of the car, his eyes lit up, and he swooped on the other person, "Brother Kazuya, why are you here?"

"Come and pick you up." Tokugawa Kazuya practiced tennis since he was a child, and his arms are so strong that he just took a step back to hold the person firmly, and he turned upside down without any trace. Feeling that the meatballs have not become lighter, he hangs the burden on the bag with satisfaction car.

Xing Jian looked around, "Why is it you, why didn't Grandpa Tanaka come?"

"Your family has a banquet to be held recently, butler Tanaka couldn't get away, so he entrusted me to come and find you." The young boy of Twelve Thirteen had a serious look, and his immature face had already seen the serious and solemn aura of the future.

The Liuyuan family, Atobe, and Suzuki are also known as the three major chaebols. Compared with the publicity and vigor of the latter two emerging nobles, the ancient surname Liuyuan is much lower-key, and it seems to be the least eye-catching existence among the three. In fact, The in-laws are all over the military and political circles, and outsiders can't get a glimpse of the profound background.

The head of the Liuyuan family of this generation is closest to the Tokugawa family, a famous political figure, and the Sanada family, a veteran military and police family.The Liuyuan family and the Tokugawa family are family friends. The two heads of this generation grew up together and have an extraordinary relationship. Mrs. Liuyuan and Mrs. Sanada are also best friends who have played together since childhood.

Because of these two layers of relationship, Tokugawa Kazuya and Sanada Genichiro have always been concerned about the extremely delicate Hoshimi, butler Tanaka is still very relieved to let this mature young man pick him up.

Xingjian shook his feet and asked, "A banquet is held at this time? What are you celebrating?" He tilted his head and thought for a while.

Tokugawa Kazuya tightened his hands, lowered his eyes, and said lightly, "It seems to be a child of an elder in your family who has been living abroad. He wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan."

The heirs of various families have to receive elite education since they were young, and they mature much earlier than ordinary children, and they are familiar with the unspoken rules of high society early on.

Tokugawa Kazuya said that he was a wandering child, but Hoshi saw that it was most likely an illegitimate child. Because his father was so rare, he recorded it under the name of his wife and became one of the legitimate heirs.

Liu Yuan's family is old and traditional, and pays the most attention to face. It stands to reason that this kind of thing is not allowed to happen, but now they have to go on the genealogy and introduce it to the outside world quite solemnly?

Xing Jian became interested, "Wow, who is the fierce guy who actually beat the clan elders and won? Or is it that the kid is so good that the clan elders think that he is a loss to the Liuyuan family?"

Tokugawa Kazuya looked out the window and said vaguely, "I just heard that too, and the specific situation is not very clear."

Xing Jian didn't continue to ask, but complained about his running legs, "Every time I wake up, I'm in an inexplicable place, which makes me miserable. What if my legs run to the beach by themselves one day, will they disappear? I'll drown when someone comes for me..."

Hoshimi didn't notice, and Tokugawa Kazuya breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the child's twittering, hid his worries in his heart, and hugged him tighter.

Usually Xingjian is unconscious, so naturally he would not attend any banquets, but now that he is awake, he has to attend this family banquet.

The car drove all the way to Tokyo, Hoshimi looked at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly asked: "Brother Kazuya, can you introduce me to some books about political, economic and social systems?"

Tokugawa Kazuya was also surprised, almost thought that Xing Jian had found something, looked at him carefully and saw that his expression had not changed before he was relieved, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

"Well, I just feel that you are all making progress. I can't just stay where I am. Although I may learn slowly, it's better than not learning anything."

Patients with Sleeping Beauty Syndrome spend most of the day in bed. Even when they wake up, they may be unconscious and fall asleep suddenly. Compared with other family heirs who have been strict since childhood Education, Liu Yuanxing saw that this kind of education was considered useless in the eyes of most people.

Hoshimi doesn’t care about other people’s opinions, he wishes he could relax a bit, but since he has made up his mind, he must put it into action. Although this world is very different from the ninja world, some systems and policies are still very valuable for reference. Yes, Xingjian doesn't think that he is more wise and wise than the painstaking efforts of countless ancestors in this world.

Tokugawa also felt that Hoshimi was a bit lazy in daily life. Seeing that Hoshimi took the initiative to ask for improvement at this time, there was nothing wrong with it. When he returned home, he made a list of his own books, and often came over to be a teacher. The two children Spending all day in the library, the housekeeper at home was worried about his young master and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

This time Xing Jian stayed in this world for an exceptionally long time, until the invitations had been sent out and the banquet hall was set up, he was still awake.

The day before the banquet, Tokugawa Kazuya finished his class early and was about to leave when Routuanzi, who was sitting on a chair and slowly packing up his books, suddenly said, "Brother Kazuya, do you still keep it from me?"

Tokugawa Kazuya froze, knowing that he couldn't hide it anymore, he simply stopped hiding his worries, "You know everything?"

Xing met expressionlessly, neither nodding nor denying.

In fact, no one told him what happened, but the atmosphere in the villa these two days was very strange. The servants looked at him with sympathy and pity. The only major event that happened—the Liuyuan family announced the illegitimate child, so it was easy to guess the ins and outs.

"The guy who recognizes his ancestors is related to me? Or is it related to my parents?"

Tokugawa Kazuya paused, avoided Qing Lingling's eyes, and said in silence for a moment: "That guy named Liuyuan Hideaki is actually Uncle Liuyuan's illegitimate son..."

The only one who can be called Uncle Yanagihara by Tokugawa Kawa is only Hoshimi who is the father of this world.