Chapter 53 – The World of Compulsion

After the summons went out, Huaiqing, who was in a state of idleness, was the first to send a reply:

[Your family sent a letter to the palace, summoning you back because of this matter?]

Xu Qi’an substituted his finger for his pen and was about to reply when he saw Li Miaozhen preempting his questioning:

[2: What are you doing in the palace!]

Accompany the sister-in-law ah ……. Xu Qi An transmitted the book:

[III: That’s not the point, the point is the message of the Compassionate God.]

[4: Autumn Dew is the festival season, symbolizing the beginning of autumn. Xu Ningyan, you don’t even know this?]

Chu Yuanjian found it unbelievable.

Ah, is Autumn Dew a festival, I didn’t have this in my last life’s festivals ………. Xu Qi’an transmitted the book:

[Of course I know, I mean, the reason why the Compass God deliberately mentioned Autumn Dew.]

He didn’t usually pay attention to calendars and didn’t know much about the festivals of this world.

Xu Qi’an thought that “Autumn Dew” referred to some kind of heavenly herbs or autumn dew.

Seven: Obviously, this represents a point in time for something, or a more important time. As for “if you don’t turn into a parasite, you can’t escape the calamity”, I don’t need to explain.

The day-to-day saint took the time to reply.

[I: I think we should first distinguish whether the Compassionate God is sending a message to Ning Banquet through Suzaku, or simply to Suzaku.]

Ning Banquet? Li Miaozhen instinctively raised her eyebrows.

Huaiqing, the woman, almost never addressed Xu Qi’an as such in public.

Further associating this with the fact that Xu Qi’an had returned home from the palace, Mistress Fei Yan instantly ground her teeth.

Huaiqing continued to pass the book:

[Mentioning Autumn Dew, a while ago Wei Gong handed up a secret letter, which mentioned that the Buddhist Sect intends to hold a Dharma conference at the beginning of autumn, and is sending out a wide range of messages to gather believers.]

[8: So, Autumn Dew has something to do with the Buddha’s Dharma Conference?]

Asuro, who was peering at the screen, couldn’t help but bubble up when he saw the topic come up about Buddhism.

Chu Scholar analyzed:

Fourth: If the “Autumn Dew” mentioned by the Compassionate God is related to the Buddhist Sect, then this phrase is conveying some kind of message to Ning Banquet through the bells.]

The reason was simple: it was impossible for the Compassionate God to pass on the Buddhist situation to Suzume,who was still just a child.

This makes no sense.

So, it seems that there is something wrong with the Dharma Congress. Is the God of Compassion warning me? Or, lending me a hand to sabotage one of the Buddha’s plans, which is related to the Dharma Assembly …….. Xu Qi’an fell into deep thought.

[2: But the second sentence was obviously not addressed to the dog thief Xu Qi’an.]

Li Miaozhen sent a letter with a grudge.

How did I suddenly become a dog thief ……… Xu Qi an transmitted a letter affirming the words of the Fei Yan woman:

[That’s what I thought, the Compulsion God seems to be reminding Suzume, telling her that if she doesn’t transform the compulsion, it’s hard to escape the catastrophe. This is interesting.]

This sentence reveals information related to the Great Tribulation, the Compassion God said that if you don’t transform the compulsion, it’s hard to escape the Great Tribulation, and on the other hand, if you become a compulsion, you will be able to get through the Great Tribulation?

In addition, what will happen to those beings who can’t transform the parasites?

[1: I suddenly remembered something, remember what Lina once said, the prophets of the Celestial Compassion Ministry predicted that on the day the God of Compassion awakens, Kyushu will be transformed into a world of compasses.]

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Huaiqing’s words instantly pulled the crowd’s memories back two years.

When Lina had shared the information of “the sculpture of the Confucian Sage cracked” within the Tiandi Association, she had mentioned that guarding the Compassion God was the eternal policy of the Compassion Race because the prophets of the Heavenly Compassion Department had once prophesied that when the Compassion God woke up, the whole of the Nine Regions would become the world of the Compassion.

Could it be that the prophets of the Celestial Compassion Ministry are predicting the content of the Great Calamity? Or rather, it is the part of the Great Calamity that is related to the Compassion God …….. Chu Yuanjian’s mind was racing and he felt that he had guessed the truth.

If you don’t transform the parasites, it’s hard to escape the Great Tribulation, so the God of Compulsions wants to turn Kyushu into a world of parasites? It turns out that we have unknowingly glimpsed the corner of the great calamity ………. Li Miaozhen had a creepy feeling after stringing the clues together.

Amitabha Buddha, so it is …….. Master Hengyuan in the peep screen came to a realization.

So, the Compassion God is hoping that Suzume will be able to cultivate her Compassion skill to a high level earlier, and even transform from a human identity to a Compassion? Otherwise, when the catastrophe comes, it’s hard to escape death? What the hell kind of master-disciple relationship is this ……..? Xu Qi’an castigated in his heart.

Although Asuro and Li Ling Su joined the group early, but the latest through the network, this is the first time to hear, and surprised and shocked.

[V: I did say something like that, but what does that have to do with the Compassionate God Into Dreams Suzaku? What does it have to do with this last statement?]

As the crowd floated around with mixed feelings, Lina, who had been peering at the screen for a long time, voiced her doubts.

No one is talking to her ……..

Nine: I always feel that there is a deeper meaning behind the phrase “If you don’t transform the compulsion, you can’t escape the great calamity”. I just can’t figure it out for a while.

Taoist Master Jinlian spent last night frolicking with groups of cats on rooftops, streets, alleys, and fences, enjoying himself, and when the cats dispersed at dawn, the Taoist Master dozed off in his yard to bask in the sun.

Originally, he didn’t want to take part in the group chat of the Heaven and Earth Society, but since a few young descendants chatted endlessly and had constant heart palpitations, he couldn’t take a nap, so the Taoist Master had to participate.

I didn’t realize the chat was so high end intelligence.

[2: Taoist Master came out, I thought you were in seclusion again, we’ve been chatting for so long and we haven’t seen you come out.]

The crowd greeted each other, while mentally castigating them:

Taoist Master Jinlian wouldn’t be possessing a cat again and going out at night to haunt ……..

[3: Did you go frolicking with the little she-cat last night, Taoist Master?

This kind of words are only Xu Ningyan dared to say it recklessly, completely not giving face to the Taoist Chief ……… The members of the crowd thought secretly in their hearts.

Why don’t they answer me back, what’s going on ……. Lina also thought darkly.

[Nine: Nonsense! This matter is very important, the poor Taoist inevitably think a little more time. Putting aside the matter of “transforming the parasites”, “Autumn Dew” should refer to the beginning of autumn, and what the Compassionate God is trying to say is that there will be a movement in the Buddhist Sect when autumn begins.

[That’s what Number One just called the ‘Dharma Assembly’, the Compassionate God should be trying to use your hand to do some damage against the Buddha.]

Golden Lotus Daoist’s guesses coincide with mine ……. Xu Qi’an nodded secretly.

[VII: Why is it not the time of the Great Tribulation?]

The saintly son mentioned a bold conjecture.

[3: If it is the time of the Great Tribulation, will the Compassionate God reveal it to me? Don’t forget that we and He are also enemies.]

Lee Ling Soo was convinced.

After briefly discussing a few more sentences to qualify the two phrases, Xu Qi’an “exited the group chat”, put away the pieces of the earth book, and turned his head to look at his sister to the side.

Xu Lingyin sounded like a gluttonous stomach, her lips wriggling as she munched on the light and sweet pastry.

“Take the pastries and go out, big brother wants to be alone.”

Xu Qi’an dismissed Little Dou Ding and sat alone at the table in quiet contemplation as the sunlight outside the window gradually sloped westward to an orange color.

Finally, he came back to his senses and glanced at the water drain in the corner; it was three minutes past ten.

At precisely this moment, the door to the study ‘creaked’ open, and Lin’an’s grand courtesan stepped in, speaking in a thin voice:

“Emperor’s son-in-law, His Highness summons you to dine in the hall.”

Xu Qi’an nodded with a gentle face and asked as he got up:

“Where is His Highness?”

He’d been sitting in his study all afternoon, and Prosper hadn’t even looked for him? Had love disappeared?

The Grand Courtesan replied with a soft, moistened voice:

“His Highness is playing chess with Lady Mu in the hall.”

Aunt Mu was what Xu Qi’an called her, and the underlings called the Flower Goddess Mrs. Mu.

This Mrs. Mu was plain looking, over forty years old, and was said to be a widow who had borrowed the house because of her close relationship with the Xu family’s main mother.

There is a rumor circulating among the servants of the residence that this Mrs. Mu is Xu Yinluo’s lover, and the two of them have an unseen personal relationship.

Recently, His Highness Lin An has been changing his ways to find out about Mrs. Mu’s bottom line and fighting her at every turn, and it is because he has listened to these rumors and gossips.

Out of the study, through the corridor and across the courtyard, through the flower-scented courtyard, he came to the inner hall, and saw his aunt standing by the high stool in the corner of the room, watering a clump of green and delightful lilies of the valley.

Xu Ling Yue was seen with her head lowered, her green fingers twirling the needle and thread, concentrating on embroidering an exquisite cloud pattern on a green robe.

Saw Lin An and Mu Nan gardenia lying on their backs by the chessboard, their faces serious, their brows slightly knitted, killing half a catty, uncontrollable.

Seeing the Nightime sitting beside Lin An, she watched with a smile on her face as the two bronzes fought each other, and across from her was Xu Yuanfang.

Lina was seen sitting at the table with her cheeks resting, bored and waiting for the meal to start.

Saw Ji Baiqing holding a book in her hand, drinking tea while reading ………

He stood there, suddenly not quite daring to come closer, afraid to break such a harmonious, so cozy scene.

At this time, Xu Ling Yue raised her head and saw her big brother standing outside the hall, her beautiful eyes lit up and she said sweetly:

“Big brother~”

The ladies looked at each other and smiled, and in an instant the group of flowers competed for color.

Xu Qi’an crossed into the inner hall, pretending not to see the contest between Lin An and the Flower God, and said:

“Mother is dining over here tonight as well?”

Ji Baiqing nodded:

“Later, Genghai will come over.”

Xu Qi’an looked around at her aunt, whose melon face had grown more and more beautiful after taking the Face Nourishing Pill, “Where are Second Uncle and Er Lang?”

The time for dispersal was the beginning of the sheng, and several hours had long since passed.

The aunt, apparently unconcerned about her son and husband, continued to fiddle with her beloved potted plants and responded casually:

“Out socializing, I think.”

Whether it was Jiro or Xu Pingzhi, the higher the official position, the higher the status, the more meals there would be.

Auntie was of the opinion that as long as her son and husband didn’t go to the Churchyard or the Green House to fool around, she didn’t bother to meddle.

Of course, the hookah is also not allowed, but the hookah is too low grade, how can the Xu family men go to that kind of low-end place to spend their days, so it is not in the aunt’s consideration.

While the nephew and aunt were talking, Uncle Xu came back.

Second Uncle wore the light armor of the Imperial Sword Guards, his sword hanging from his waist, and his steps were accompanied by the clanging of his armor; he pressed the sword in one hand and carried a bag of butter paper in the other.

“Yo, it’s been a while since I bought a clementine.”

Auntie had already seen it and said, “Cook it into soup for Suzume later, it strengthens the spleen and opens the stomach.”

Uncle Xu nodded, seeing his nephew squinting at the green orange in his hand, the second uncle had no inner fluctuation, even a little disdain, and said:

“Ning Yan wants to eat it too? Fine, I’ll ask your aunt to prepare a bowl for you later.”

Xu Qi’an, who was unclean himself, silently twisted his head away.

“Mother, my tummy’s er!”

At this time, Xu Suoyin, with Bai Ji on her head, ran in cheerfully, and when she saw the green oranges on the table from a long distance away, her cheerful steps gave a violent start.

She showed a wary look, as if she were an enemy.

“Stomach? Here, have a clementine.”

Uncle Xu rushed to peel the green tangerine for his daughter, splashing the peel juice everywhere, stimulating the sense of smell of his aunt and the women in the house.

“What kind of a person eats clementines to pad their stomach!”

Xu Qifen said, “Second uncle, you be a man.

Uncle Xu didn’t intend to really let his daughter eat it, anyway, his purpose was achieved, and immediately nodded his head:

“Then throw it away.”

Lost …….. Xu Suoyin silently results in a green orange, puts it in her mouth, and then swallows it with a grimace.

When she had managed to finish that clementine, Erlang Xu returned, carrying a bag of clementines in his hand.

“Are these clementines that good?”

Ji Baiqing stared at the green tangerine in Erlang Xu’s hand, confusion in her eyes.

If I remember correctly, Yuanhuai bought clementines every day a while ago and ate them all.

Ji Baiqing originally did not care too much, but today, when she saw Xu Pingzhi and Xu New Year buying clementines back one after another, she felt strange in her heart.

Auntie and Reiyuki have long been accustomed to it, said the former:

“Green oranges are a flavorful medicine, not too tasty, but good for the body.”

This was the concept that the three masters of the Xu family had instilled in their aunt.

Erlang Xu tucked the bag of green oranges into his young sister’s arms and instructed:

“Remember to finish eating.”

Then he sat himself down at the table and took the hot tea handed by Green E to moisten his throat and quench his thirst.

The little djinn looked at the bag of green oranges on the table and the bag of green oranges in his arms, and raised a shallow brow with a stony expression.

Her highest record was eating three bags of clementines, and she’s seen it all.

Only two bags at the moment, still, okay ……..

Besides, she had Master and Bai Ji at home to eat with her for her.

Ji Baiqing gazed outside the hall and suddenly revealed a smile, “Yuanhuai has returned.”

Outside the hall, on the path paved with green stone slabs, Xu Yuanhuai wore the errand clothes of a night watchman, with a gong hanging from his chest, a standardized saber hanging from his waist, and a bag of green oranges in his left hand ……..

Xu Yuanhuai stepped into the inner hall and suddenly realized that everyone was staring at the bag of green oranges in his hand and showing odd expressions.

Ning Yan had told Yuan Huai about the usage of green oranges? Second Uncle Xu revealed a look of dawning realization and felt heartfelt relief.

It felt that the later generations of the Xu family had all received their inheritance.

Big brother, this stupid, the law is not passed to the six ears, teaching people everywhere, how to do it when it is exposed, bah, coarse martial arts …….. Xu Erlang has a more delicate mind.

He was not willing to teach this “secret method” to his cheap cousin.

How do I feel that everyone has a strange look in their eyes ………. Xu Yuanhuai couldn’t help but stare.

Then, he found the youngest sister of the second house, also holding a bag of green oranges in her arms, staring blankly at his green oranges, revealing a watering look.

She wants to eat …….. Xu Yuanhuai’s heart fluttered and he squeezed out a smile that he thought was friendly before stuffing the green tangerine into Little Dou Ding’s arms.

“Ouch. …….”

The Xu family’s dinner party began with Xu Suoyin’s howling.

……….

Late at night, Xu Qi’an and Lin An ended their double cultivation, and he had a rare feeling of drowsiness and couldn’t wait to fall asleep.

For an expert of his realm, sleep had long been optional.

Crisis warning for martial artists? No, it’s a national warning!

Xu Qi’an immediately grasped the point of the question, the national fortune warning had happened before, that is, when the Supervisor was sealed and the Great Feng was in a crisis of extinction, the national fortune had once warned him.

Without hesitation, Xu Qi’an immediately followed his heart and fell into a deep sleep.

In the boundless darkness, he saw a great sun illuminating the world in the west, rising and dispelling the darkness.

And to the northeast, thick dark clouds obscured the sky, churning up in layers, the clouds converging into a human face, cold and unfeeling as it looked down on the land.

Far to the south, on the other hand, there was a pair of blood-red eyes that watched the north across thousands of mountains.

To the south and farther south, twisted shadows flailed, the exact image unreadable.

The dream shattered with a huff, and Xu Qi’an rolled over and sat up, cold sweat soaking through his pajamas as he gasped for air like he lacked oxygen.

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PS: Typos are corrected after the first shift.