Chapter 896: The Last Diary

Just after saying this, Xu Qi’an thought of the rule of “Those who pry into the mysteries of heaven will be bound by them” and shut up decisively.

“What do you see, Granny?”

Lina pursued the question out of instinct, and then instantly remembered the rules of the Heavenly Compass Ministry: see through it, don’t say it!

The Prophets of the Celestial Compass Ministry have always followed this rule.

The consequences of speaking out of turn are still known to Lina – the entire clan goes to the Prophet’s house for dinner.

The crowd’s eyes focused on Granny Sky Compass, on her face, unfolding their own interpretations:

Granny Sky Compass looks to the south, and the future she foresees has to do with the southern border and the Compassion God ………

More confusion and bewilderment in the stony expression suggests that she herself has not deciphered the foreseen future ……..

Heavenly Compass Granny’s face is not too bad, at least it is not a too bad thing, hehe, if you look closely, her features are very beautiful ah, when young must be a top-notch big beauty ……..

While the crowd’s thoughts were in a flurry, Granny Sky Compass gradually turned to ease, leaning on her crutches, said in a kind tone:

“The party has seen something unsettling about the future, the details of which I am not at liberty to detail, nor can I tell at this time whether it is good or bad, but rest assured, gentlemen, that it is not an immediate and terrible disaster.”

Upon hearing this, the transcendent powerhouses in the hall nodded indistinctly, this was pretty much what they had expected.

This meeting’s yielded two results – promoting a Martial God might require qi; the Carving Knife knew the way to promote a Martial God!

The next goal was clear, wait for Zhao Shou to advance to the second rank and help the carving knife touch the seal.

Wyking summarized:

“The northward relocation of the Companions can’t be delayed, after several chiefs return to the southern border, they will immediately gather their clansmen to go northward, the Yongzhou Pass City is a bit reluctant to accommodate the seven sections of the Companions, so it needs to be expanded by yourselves. After the fall harvest, it will be winter, and the court will provide food and cotton clothing.”

Longtu must have been happy with the food and housing included.

She then looked at the other Transcendent Powers and spoke in a deep voice:

“Cultivate individually to cope with the great calamity.”

After the meeting was adjourned, Lina took her father, Long Tu, to see her brother, Mo Sang, who was now a Hundred in the Forbidden Army, in charge of the security of the south gate of the palace.

Like Miao Youfang, they were all close friends of the Empress.

Approaching the southern gate, Long Tu saw from afar his son, who had been away for half a year, wearing a suit of armor, patrolling back and forth at the city’s head.

“Moxan!”

Longtu summoned his son in a loud voice.

The sound waves rolled like thunder.

The forbidden soldiers at the top and bottom of the city were startled, subconsciously pressing the hilt of their swords and looking left and right for the source of the sound.

Mo Sang leaped down to the top of the city and ran over stiffly, the sound came first before the person got close:

“Father, this is the palace, you can’t yell, you can’t yell …….”

Lina nodded vigorously:

“Father, Brother is ashamed of you.”

Long Tu’s eyes glared, and his large bushy hand snapped, sending Mo Sang tumbling to the ground and shattering the bricks.

“Don’t hit don’t hit …….” Mo Sang begged for mercy and held his tongue:

“Father, I’m now a forbidden army hundred, so many subordinates are watching, so give me some face.”

“What face to save!” Long Tu glared, urning his voice:

“What’s wrong with me beating you just as much in front of your people?”

“No problem no problem ……,” Mo Sang readily accepted the good advice, and muttered in his heart: the coarse billet of A Dad.

Long Tu swept a glance at the forbidden soldiers in the distance who were paying close attention to the movements over here, laughing and pointing, and his expression turned slightly softer as he said:

“How big an officer is a centurion?”

Moxan came to life at once, showing off:

“Hundred households is the sixth grade, commanding one hundred and twenty soldiers, it is hereditary, father do you know what is hereditary? It means that when I die, you can inherit …….. Ah no no, it’s when I die, my son can inherit.

“When I go out now, the common people will have to call out to me as a military master or lord when they see me.

“The big officials in the court have to be respectful when they see me, I’m the one who shed blood for Da Feng, and I’m still in His Majesty’s direct line, no one dares to offend me.”

He puffed out his chest and looked up with pride.

That expression and gesture was like a son who had made a fortune showing off to his father again, expecting to be praised.

But Long Tu just grunted:

“Remember to come back to farming and hunting one day when you can’t hang around anymore.”

After saying that, he turned around and left with his precious daughter, Lina.

Mo Sang bristled and turned to yell at the group of forbidden soldiers:

“What are you looking at, bunch of brats.”

After walking for some distance, Long Tu stopped and looked back at the blurred outline of the southern gate in silence.

Lina glanced carefully at her father and saw a rare tenderness and relief in the gruff, reckless man’s eyes.

……….

A sunny afternoon with a dry fall feeling.

In a certain hook bar in the inner city, Song Tingfeng, dressed in a silver gong messenger suit, carried a wine pot in his hand and slapped the railing with one hand, echoing the tunes coming from the theater stage on the first floor.

Zhu Guangxiao was as dull as ever, drinking and eating food by himself, occasionally groping a few times on the beauty serving by his side.

And opposite him, was Xu Yuanhuai who also had a cold expression, like ice, perhaps the guest’s temperament was too cold, the woman serving by his side was a bit restrained.

“Beauty, don’t be so formal!” Song Tingfeng came back to his senses and laughed as he wrapped his arms around his “waitress”:

“You’ll see how wild he is when we get in the room and on the bed later.”

Xu Yuanhuai had long been accustomed to Song Tingfeng’s nature, and continued drinking without much expression.

Song Tingfeng shook his head and sighed:

“Boring!

“Two stuffy pots! It’s better when Ning Banquet is around, it’s been a long time since I’ve sparred with him in marksmanship, Yuanhuai, you’re nothing like him.”

Xu Yuanhuai still ignored it.

Song Tingfeng added:

“You’re old enough to get a wife, did your family find you a matchmaker.”

Xu Yuanhuai shook his head:

“The house is messy enough, my mother worries every day about my sisters-in-law fighting, and I don’t want to give her a hard time by taking another daughter-in-law for a few years.”

And it’s fine the way it is now.

Xu Yuanhuai put down his wine glass, picked up the woman beside him, and went into the inner room.

Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes, slightly drunk, and continued to listen to the tune.

Peace and prosperity, very good.

………..

“In the first year of Wyoming, on the third day of the ninth month, frost and dew.

Can’t help but want to journal again, for me, for my friends, and for the people of the Middle Kingdom, right now is probably the last calm before the storm.

When the Great Tribulation comes, the living beings will be devastated, and all the living beings in the Nine States will be sacrificed to become superpowers to replace the Heavenly Dao.

But before that, I could use a pen in my hand to record a little bit about them. Well, I made myself a charcoal pencil so that I can improve my writing speed, unfortunately, even with the charcoal pencil, my writing is still hard to read.

The migration of the Companions has been completed, and they are temporarily living in the market town of Guan City, with food and supplies provided by the imperial court, food and shelter included, very peaceful, the only drawback is that the people of the Li Compassionate Ministry are just too good at eating.

Well, during this expedition to the Companions, I made a few in-depth exchanges with Luan Yu in passing. She offered to be my concubine and follow me back to the capital.

What a stupid woman, doesn’t it smell good to be the boss in the Love Compass Department? There are vixens in the capital, there is Luo Yu Heng, there is a female emperor, and there is a Fei Yan female warrior, the water is too deep for her to grasp.

She just needs to hold onto the future.”

“The first year of Wyoming, the fifth day of the ninth month.

The northern realm’s qi was plundered by the Sorcerer God, and the two demonic and barbarian races went up in smoke, the remnants of which went into the Chu State and became part of the Dafeng.

The Nine-Tailed Fox should have already sailed away with the descendants of the gods and demons, and all affairs of all parties have been dealt with, just waiting for the Great Tribulation to come.

Suzume has been promoted to the seventh grade, Longtu commissioned me to take her to the Southern Border to absorb the power of the Compassion God’s qi and blood, this qualification is too terrifying, give her another ten years and there will be nothing left for me, a half-step Martial God.

Aside from me, the Xu family’s most talented is Suzaku, followed by Reiyuki.

A few days ago, Ling Yue formally became a monk and joined the Spirit Treasure Cultivation Center, becoming a direct disciple of the Half Moon Realist. Ling Yue has a very high cultivation talent, and joining the Spirit Treasure View is a good choice, better than marrying and having children as a young young woman in a boudoir.

The aunt almost tried to coerce Reiyuki into changing her mind by throwing herself into a well because of this, but it didn’t work.

It was understandable that the aunt’s mind blew up because Erlang and Wang Simu’s marriage had been delayed, and in Erlang’s words, how could a family be formed if the superpowers were not extinguished!

As the Great Tribulation approached, he had no intention of getting married; after all, if the Great Bong couldn’t carry the Tribulation and everyone had to die, there would be no point in getting married.

But the aunt still thought that Erlang married earlier, so that she could report her grandchildren, after all, the eldest daughter left the house to become a female crown, the nephew of the big house, although he was a flirtatious and lustful man, with many concubines, but none of them laid eggs.

If you don’t count on Jiro, do you count on Suzaku?

With Suzaku’s style, when she grows up in the future, the greater probability will be: mother, my child has gone out to fight the world, and when I have unified the kingdom, I will come back to see you again!”

“The first year of Wyoming, the sixth day of the ninth month.

Today, Yuan Frost also worshiped in the Si Tian Supervisor, became a disciple of the Supervisor. However, it is not a personal disciple, but Sun Xuanji’s substitute disciple, and from then on Yuan Frost became a member of the “mute party”.

As long as it wasn’t a personal disciple of the Supervisor, everything was fine. After all, if you want to become a Supervisor Zheng’s disciple, don’t even think about it without ten years of cerebral thrombosis, which is not a good thing.

Among the members of the Heaven and Earth Guild, Asuro was in seclusion, reportedly having a breakthrough in the cultivation of the Vajra Dharma and preparing to impact the First Grade.

Li Miaozhen, on the other hand, traveled the world, chivalry and righteousness to accumulate merit, before going to drink with me until dawn, before the great catastrophe, no longer meet.

Master Hengyuan is now the presiding officer of Qinglong Monastery and is categorized under Mahayana Buddhism; he has switched to the Zen Master system and assists the Doi Luohan in writing sutras and doctrines.

The holy son is completely lying flat, except for the regular visit to the Divine Superintendent to ask for pills to replenish the kidneys and strengthen the body, he can’t see anyone in the ordinary.

Lina and Suzaku are as carefree and cheeky as ever, stupid is good, stupid has no worries. Well, as I write this, an orange cat passes by the window, and I suspect it’s a Golden Lotus Taoist, but I’m too embarrassed to reveal it.”

“The first year of Huaiqing, the eighth day of the ninth month.

After a trip to the Si Tian Jian, he received Zhong Li to the Xu Mansion.

Unexpectedly, Chu Caiwei actually governed the Sitian Supervisor very well, her greatest action is inaction, this is the legendary greatness of ruling by doing nothing?”

“The first year of Wyoming, the tenth day of the ninth month.

Lin’an came to the decanter, alas, there is no pregnancy, Luo Yuheng night Ji and Mu Nan gardenia’s stomach also did not move, it seems that it is indeed my problem.

Difficulty with offspring is fine, but reproductive isolation is a fear ……. That seems to make it seem like I’m not human.”

“In the year of Wyoming, September 18, the frost killed.

In the festival of Dafun, today, ancestors within three generations are worshipped, and under the auspices of my second uncle, I worshipped my grandfather with Jiro and others.

Afterward, I saw my second uncle take Yuanfang Yuanhuai and secretly sacrifice the Son of Misanthrope.

Afternoon tea with Wei Gong, he said that if there is still a future, he wants to resign and return to his hometown, and take the Empress Dowager to travel all over the world. I said, “Don’t plant the flag, be careful of the empty promises of stuffed cows and sheep.

But then I turned to think of the promise I made to Mu Nanjian, and I fell silent.

I forgot to bring Zhong Li when I met Wei Yuan, causing her to be hit in the waist by Xu Lingyin, who was running blindly with her eyes closed, and broke two ribs.”

“The first year of Wyoming, the sixth day of the tenth month.

There is still a month to go before the great calamity, specially visited some deceased people, Wang sheriff and fast brothers did not change too much, for them, ordinary is the greatest happiness.

County magistrate Zhu was highly promoted, but expatriated to Yongzhou.

Lu Qing is now the chief constable of Department Six, the official position is getting higher and higher, and the cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, just still not married. Why bother, alas!

Miao Youfang mixed well in the forbidden army, has stepped into the fourth grade, just waiting to simmer seniority or military service promotion into the commander.

In the afternoon with Song Tingfeng, Zhu Guangxiao and Chun hooked up to listen to the music, in order to prevent Chun from going crazy, I deliberately sent the little pitiful back to the SiTianJian.

Guangxiao’s daughter-in-law is pregnant, Song Tingfeng is still alone, I know what he wants, know that he longs for the lane of traffic, every dusk and early morning, the lane will be hung with white frost. He was therefore reluctant to marry.

The Mockingbird Yamen carries many memories for me, and now that I think about it, even Zhu’s father and son are an important part of the memories, and the slash against the surname Zhu split open my bright and extraordinary life.”

“The first year of Wyoming, the eighth day of the tenth month.

Today, after a trip to the northeast and the southern border, the living beings in the 100-mile radius of Jing Shan City are extinct, and the power of the Sorcerer God keeps spreading, so that mortals can’t survive under His pressure.

The natives and the vast majority of the animals in the Southern Borderlands had already been completely transformed into parasites. Thankfully, there had been and the leaders of the Compassion Clan had traveled to the Southern Border to remove the Compassion Beasts during this period of time, so no Transcendent Compassion Beasts had been born.

There’s not much time left for Kyushu.”

“Huaiqing one year, October 11th.

This is my last journal entry to write something that I want to say only to myself.

I remember that when I first came to this world, I was mostly uncertain and fearful about the state of Kyushu, which is full of extraordinary powers, so I just wanted to live a boring life with three wives and four concubines and a lot of money, and did not want to chase after power and strength.

Unfortunately, with the day I awoke, I was doomed for the rest of my life.

At first, it was fate that pushed me forward, the crises that made me have to frantically improve myself just to survive.

Jeanne d’Arc, the Witch God Cult, the Buddhist Sect, the Supervisors, Xu Pingfeng, these people, these forces, they are always chasing me, pushing me ……..

Later, I don’t know when I started, but I tried to take the initiative to do something for the people around me, for the people of the Central Plains, for which I could rush to my death.

Maybe it started when I chopped a knife at my superiors for a little girl; maybe it started when I shouted out “not an official” for Lord Zheng and the people of Chuzhou.

But anyway, now I know exactly what I want.

During this period of time, I often recalled all the experiences of my past life, and I can still clearly remember my parents’ voices and smiles, the red-light metropolis, and the social animals in a hurry.

I suddenly realized that in my last life, although it was a laborious life, at least most people were safe and joyful.

But the people of Kyushu, the living beings of Kyushu, live in a world where imperial power is supreme, where power is supreme, and the weak are inherently at the mercy of others.

And those aren’t the cruelest ones; the revival of the superpowers is the true extinction.

What I am doing now is described in four words – to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to carry on the great learning for the past saints, and to open up peace for all times.

The four sentences that I wrote in the beginning to pretend to be in front of Jiro have literally run through my life, three short years of it.

Fate is truly marvelous.

In the end, among the women with whom I have emotional intertwining, my favorite is Mu Nanjian, maybe because she is beautiful, maybe because of the character, it is not clear, love itself is not clear.

The most pity is Zhong Li, she is always so unlucky, when she is injured, she likes to look at you with a deer-like tender gaze, ask men who will not pity her.

The one I respect the most is Li Miaozhen, just because of the words: but do good deeds, don’t ask about the future.

I couldn’t do it before, I can do it now. And she, all the time.

The most beloved is Lin An, she is a lotus flower that grows out of the mud, born into the royal family, but still retains a naive and innocent nature, she is good to me, she is pouring out her best to be sincere and sincere.

The most valued person is Huaiqing, she is a deservedly strong woman, ambitious and ambitious and skillful, but not ruthless, flesh and blood, thanks to Wei Yuan and Ziyang Jushi.

Their teachings have been an important guide for Huaiqing.

The one I am most grateful to is Luo Yu Heng, besides Duke Wei, she has been the most gracious to me. From killing Jeanne d’Arc to traveling in the rivers and lakes to the Yunzhou rebellion, she has always been unfailingly devoted to me, risking her life for me.

For women, it is easy to find a priceless treasure but hard to get a loving man, for men, a woman who is willing to go through thick and thin with you, what reason do you have not to love her.

The night concubine is the only woman who makes me feel like a feudal era “big lord”, so it seems that I, a half-step martial arts god is very sad, but it is true, except for the night concubine, the other fish are not a light, no, they are torches.

If I’m not careful, I’ll set myself on fire and get caught in a fixer-upper.

Well, at the moment, the woman who wants to sleep with the most is the Nine-Tailed Fox.

The absolute siren is magnificent.

Of course, I wasn’t going to put that thought into action right now; after all, she was overseas and out of reach of the whip.

Xu Qi’an!

……….

October 13th.

Cloud Deer Academy, Zhao Shou wore scarlet official robes and an official robe as he meticulously ascended the steps to the Hall of Sublime Saints.

…….

PS: Ninety-eight chapters, I think, should be ninety-eight chapters, I made a mistake, and wrote the Golden Lotus Daoist Dean as Zhao Shou. The dean has always been a third grade great circle, and only after entering the dynasty as an official and accumulating qi luck was he able to be promoted to the second grade. Previously, it was only by relying on the Confucian crown and carving knife that he possessed a combat power comparable to that of a second rank.