Vol 2 Chapter 62: Power of all beings

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Chu Caiwei pursed her mouth, her bright apricot eyes followed the figure until he plunged into the golden bowl, the big-eyed beauty still couldn't get rid of the scene just now.
What a majesty... she thought.
"Xu Gongzi is a and man." The white warlocks exclaimed from the bottom of their hearts.
Such a way of showing the saints before them is too fashionable and innovative for them, and it has a huge impact on their hearts.
In comparison, Senior Brother Yang, who only repeatedly chanted "There is no such person as me in the world", seemed very inferior.
Thinking of this, the White Warlock and Chu Caiwei subconsciously looked at Yang Qianhuan, only to see Senior Brother Yang convulsed.
"It turns out that it can be like this... It turns out that it can be like this... In the eyes of no hundreds of people in the capital, in the eyes of the noble officials of Dafeng, heroic drinking, heroic poetry, and generous challenge .
"Why just substituting it, I feel my brain trembling. This is the ultimate I pursue. This is the feeling I want, but he did it easily....
"No, this was originally my chance, it was my chance, Jian Zheng Lao... Lao...Miss me."
On the roof of the restaurant outside, Chu Yuanzhen sighed: "Awesome, really amazing. This eye-catching skill is unprecedented. I won the top prize back then, not as good as his."
"Amitabha, so Master Xu is a second person." Hengyuan smiled.
A person with a personality like Master Xu is far more interesting than a rigid scholar, and much easier to get along with than a martial artist who doesn't agree with each other.
This is probably the reason why Jiaofangsi oiran likes him so much. In addition to being greedy for his poems, his personality is also one of the reasons why women like him.
"He went in."
In the crowded crowd, some people pointed to the "picture scroll" projected in mid-air. At the foot of that majestic mountain, a man in a cloak appeared.
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This wave of compulsive pretense, I gave myself 99 points, one point is a bit embarrassing... However, as long as I pretend not to be embarrassed, then it is a 100-point gold inlaid jade... .......Occasionally, I get a second grade, and it feels pretty cool............Xu Qi'an looked around while summarizing the operation of the previous appearance.
This world seemed real, maybe it was real, he came to a small world opened up by the great power of Buddhism.
The Buddha Gate is towering and towering, with clouds and mist lingering, like a paradise outside the world.
The Ruoruuowu Sanskrit singing came from my ears, which made people unconsciously peaceful, abandoning all the troubles of Hongchen, and leaving Anping joy in my heart.
In front of me is a winding stone steps, extending into the depths of the clouds.
Xu Qi'an diverged his thoughts and felt for a moment, but did not notice any breath of life, silverfish, birds and beasts disappeared.
"Little Monk Jingsi sits guarding the mountainside. It shouldn't be the first level. What is the first level?"
With doubts, he started climbing.
After walking calmly for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi'an saw a small stone stele appeared beside the stone steps, and the stele was inscribed: "Bitter!"
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"There are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, love separation, resentment and hatred, unwillingness, five yin blazing..."
Master Du'e's compassionate voice sounded and echoed in the ears of the audience: "This first level is the Eight Suffering Formation. Only those with firm minds are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of the Dharma."
On the gossip platform, Emperor Yuan Jing wearing a Taoist robe stood on the edge, overlooking the square, and said in a deep voice: "I've heard of this formation, Jianzheng, how powerful is this formation?"
"It's not a question of how powerful it is, it's a particularly grueling formation." Jian Zheng drank a little wine and explained to Emperor Yuan Jing:
"If a child enters the Eight Suffering Formation, he will be able to come out easily. The more people who have gone through the vicissitudes of life, the harder it is to break the formation. In Buddhism, these eight suffering formations are used by monks to sharpen their minds.
"Some people have gone through trials and their moods have become more and more complete. Others have fallen into eight sufferings, and the Buddha's mind is broken."
Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly awe-inspiring: "The Buddhist monk is even so, let alone him?"
Jian Zheng smiled: "Fighting against Buddhism is not so easy to win. It's just an eight-stroke formation. In this capital, there are only a handful of people who can survive."
Emperor Yuan Jing frowned upon hearing this.
There are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive the eight-suffering array. He doesn't think that Xu Qi'an is included in this "few". This has nothing to do with talent, it has to do with character, understanding, and system.
How does Wufu face the eight bitter formations that Buddhist monks use to sharpen the Buddha's heart?
If Buddhism pays attention to a thorough bodhichitta, then a martial artist has no taboos, and a heart is muddy.
"If this battle is lost, the relationship of allies that was originally equal will be tilted..." Yuan Jing said in his heart.
This is what he worries most. Compared with 20 years ago, Dafeng's national strength is so weak that it can no longer be compared with the Buddhist monks of the Western Regions.
But this is tacit, no one will say. But if this battle is lost and a note is written in the history books, it is equivalent to putting the matter on the bright side.
When future generations study this period of history, they will think that in Yuanjing's later years, Dafeng's national strength was weak, and that he, the emperor, was not the lord of Zhongxing, but the emperor of the faint.
"You can't lose. You have to win no matter what. There are three chances. If Xu Qi'an loses, you'd better choose a competent person." Yuan Jingdi said every word.
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"Such a terrible formation?"
After listening to Hengyuan's explanation, Chu Yuanzhen was shocked.
"With Xu Ningyan's temperament, I'm afraid it will not pass the test of the eight bitter formation." Chu Yuanzhen said in a deep voice.
"Perhaps, you should be more confident and get rid of the "horror"." Hengyuan said helplessly:
"These eight bitter formations are used by the cultivating monks to sharpen the mind of the Buddha. The monks are caught in it, ranging from a broken state of mind to a madness and loss of reason."
This...Chu Yuanzhen's face changed slightly: "Buddha is too vicious, they want to ruin Xu Ningyan?"
Hengyuan said in a deep voice: "The Eight Bittersweet Array has another function..."
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"There is no qi fluctuation, no dangerous feedback, and the Baku formation will not attack me." Xu Qi'an stood by the stone tablet, not taking a step forward for a long time.
No matter what, let's break the formation first.
Xu Qi'an stepped on the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, the foreground and objects changed, Foshan faded away, the steps faded away, and the darkness blocked his vision.
"Wow..."
He immediately heard the cry of the baby, the dark scene of torn crying, and he saw the white walls, the white sheets, and the crowd in white uniforms.
A nurse held the newborn baby and really wiped his body.
Lying on the bed was a pale, sweating woman. She was very familiar with delicate features.
"mom......."
Subconsciously, Xu Qi'an yelled.
This is not the birth of Dafeng Xu Qi'an, but the birth of Xu Qi'an, who grew up under the red flag and was born in New China.
The child grew up slowly, and after experiencing the happiest childhood, he was forced to go to school. Day after day, year after year, heavy schoolwork dominated his youth.
Finally, until graduation, grow up and plan to enter society.
At this time, the obviously old parents patted him on the shoulder and said ashamed: "You finally graduated from the police academy. Your parents can't give you anything. You have to work hard by yourself, buy a house, buy a car and marry a wife. You have to rely on you. In myself."
He entered the unit and worked day and night. In order to save enough down payment for the house, he hung his head and pierced the stock. Finally, he made the down payment for a house.
The problem comes again, no money for renovation...
After learning from the pain, Xu Qi'an left the unit and went to the sea to do business. The business failed and began a ten-year struggle.
Ten years later, he finally had a well-decorated house, with some savings, it was time to start a family.
At this time, his father fell ill...A serious illness made him almost bankrupt his family, his father collapsed, and he was responsible for supporting the two elderly people.
For this reason, his girlfriend who has been with him for many years left him.
Shouldn't I be drunk and died suddenly...He wanted to laugh at himself, but his heart became extra heavy.
The picture changed. He finally got married before the age of 40 and married a decent wife. The child was born in the second year. The couple had a fight to get their children to a better school.
From then on, they lived for the child, raised him and supported him to study, until one day, the child said: "Parents, I am getting married, but I want a house, and the woman does not want to live with you.
"Oh, before that, you have to prepare hundreds of thousands of gifts, just use Dad's pension."
Well, cut down on food and clothing, provide savings for most of your life, and repay your children's mortgage. Isn't that what people live for.
So, the son got married, had a wedding room, and started his life. Then, the grandson was born and his wife was picked up because he was responsible for taking care of the lives of his son and daughter-in-law, and for taking care of the children.
Xu Qi'an started a widowed life...
At the end of this period of life, he was lying in a hospital bed and ended his life. Before leaving, there was only one wife who was equally old.
At this moment, Xu Qi'an actually felt a sense of ease of "finally resting."
One cycle ends, and the second cycle begins.
From birth to death, he has been a social animal all his life, working hard to "live", burdened with heavy schoolwork when he was young, struggling for the future when he was young, fighting for his children in middle age, and still fighting for his children when he was old.
Except for the carefree childhood, when he died, he was truly "free" and felt relieved of all the burdens.
"Is this the eight sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, resentment, unwillingness, and five yin blazing... What is the meaning of such a life? My life is not like this, it shouldn't be like this."
In the reincarnation again and again, Xu Qi'an's thoughts of escaping into the empty door became more and more serious, and a voice in his heart kept saying: Rest, rest, this kind of life is meaningless.
Let go of all this and you will be free.
"No, no, there is a problem with my will..." He immediately realized that there was a problem with his thinking, as if he had schizophrenia.
One bewitched him to escape into the empty door, seeking freedom. One is firm in his own ideas and ideas.
The two consciousnesses collided in the body, and Xu Qi'an hugged his head in pain.
"Think about other things, think about Fuxiang's snow-white ass."
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All his performance fell in the eyes of the audience outside the field, and countless people were afraid of him.
"What's the matter, it seems to be very painful? But obviously nothing happened."
The eight bitter array acts on the soul, and outsiders cannot see Xu Qi'an's spiritual world, and cannot empathize.
"...This is the first level. That person is so painful. How can I climb the mountain?"
A person in the world heard the words and said with emotion: "Ah, the battle will be suspended this time."
They didn't understand what the Eight Bittersweet Formation was. They just saw Xu Qi'an enter the "picture scroll" and start climbing, but they didn't walk a few steps, just like this.
disappoint others.
In the pergola where the royal family is located, Biao Biaoxiu clenched his fists tightly, and stared at Xu Qi'an unblinkingly, fully expressing his inner tension.
Huaiqing held the teacup and never let it go.
"Mother, the eldest brother seems to be in pain," Xu Lingyue said cryingly.
The aunt looked at her husband quickly and saw that his face was sinking, she didn't dare to ask, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, your eldest brother has always been promising. He is not even afraid of tens of thousands of rebels in Yunzhou. How many bald donkeys?"
"Uncle, what's wrong with my big brother." Xu Lingyin pointed to the sky.
"It's okay."
Wei Yuan's tone was calm, but the back of his hand holding the armrest was raised with blue veins, and his body leaned forward unconsciously. His eyes were always fixed on the "picture scroll" and never moved away.
"Eight bitter formation!"
Shoufu Wang Zhenwen coldly snorted: "This formation is used by Buddhist monks to sharpen the mind of the Buddha. If a warrior is trapped in it, if he can't break the formation, his mind will be broken and be like a useless person. If you pass the battle safely, it means that this person has Buddha nature. He entered Buddhism.
"It's a good way to do this. It's such a slap in the face. Are you really afraid that I will serve a million soldiers?"
As the chief assistant of the Dafeng, Wang Zhenwen is the talker when the emperor is not there.
He has a wide range of insights and mature political fighting methods, and he can tell the abacus of Du Errohan in a few words.
Master Du'e recites the Buddha's name in a pleasant tone: "Converting to Buddhism is not a good fortune."
Only then did Chu Yuanzhen know the other function of the Eight Bittersweet Formation, and understand why No. 6 Hengyuan just stopped talking.
Du'errohan's calculations were indeed insidious.
In the first pass, the Buddha-nature is tested first. If there is no Buddha-nature, Xu Qi'an will be destroyed if it is destroyed, and Buddhism will win. If there is Buddha-nature, there are still a few more levels to wait for, let him pass into the empty gate, so that the Buddha not only wins, but also beats Dafeng in the face severely.
Those who were sent to fight the law eventually became Buddhist disciples. Don't slap too hard.
In each pergola, the dignitaries suddenly changed their colors. The ladies and ladies who were originally just watching the excitement also put away their playful mentality and stopped talking and laughing.
Mounting suddenly became nervous, widening the peach-blossom eyes slightly raised at the corners of his eyes, and eagerly said: "Huaiqing Huaiqing, the first assistant said, if you don’t break the battle, you will be abolished, and if you break the battle, you will become a monk. What should I do."
Huaiqing has frowning eyebrows. Although she has a lot of knowledge and learned a lot, her practice is not satisfactory, and the current situation is beyond her ability.
"Then do you want to give up or become a monk?" Huaiqing asked rhetorically.
"I..." Biaozhuo opened his mouth, without telling the answer in his heart.
The angry people are not only the prominent officials in the pergola, but also the onlookers. In Dafeng, the people living in the capital are the most proud, because they live in the core city of the imperial court and have the pride of the people of a big country.
Because of the "provocation" of Jingsi and Jingchen during this period of time, the people in the capital have long been resentful. Today, Si Tian Jian agreed to fight against Buddhism. Before dawn, the crowd gathered here.
"Too much deception, the imperial court was so weak that I was mounted on the head by Buddhism several times, but the masters did not say anything."
Eyes concentrated on Xu Qi'an, holding his breath with tension.
Auntie suddenly heard a "click", it turned out that the husband beside her crushed the armrest of the chair.
She frowned her delicate brows, and said annoyedly: "Why did she choose Ning Yan to fight, this, how is this good?"
In order to lay the foundation for the nephew, the husband worked hard for 20 years. If it is really like the old man said, if you don't break the battle, you will be abandoned. Then the husband's 20 years of training will be ruined.
It’s not a good thing to break the battle, so Xu Ning feasted a single seedling and became a monk...
The aunt glanced back at her son and daughter, Xu Xinnian frowned, Xu Lingyue bit her lip, her pretty face full of worry. 020
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"There is a third way to break this array."
In the pain of schizophrenia, a thought came into Xu Qi'an's mind. It was the voice of the monk Shenshu.
"Don't respond, don't think about things related to me, just listen to me. This battle is used by Buddhist practitioners to sharpen their minds. Those who enter the battle will have two results: the mood becomes more thorough, or the mood is broken.
"If you are a non-Buddhist person, if you can survive the eight sufferings, it means you have Buddha nature."
No wonder I would have the idea of ​​escaping into the empty door, Buddhism is trying to punish my heart... He endured the twisted mental pain while thinking.
The idea of ​​the monk Shenshu came again: "In addition to the above two, there is another way: break the formation with the power of sentient beings!"
Xu Qi'an waited for a while, but Monk Shenshu stopped talking. Out of vigilance, he did not call Shenshu in his heart.
The power of sentient beings breaks the formation...What does this mean, life is suffering, so it needs the power of sentient beings to break it? But where do I get the power of sentient beings? This is obviously not the ability that Takeo should possess...
The reincarnation is still going on, and the eight bitter formations "corroded" Xu Qi'an's spirit. What's worse, the idea of ​​escaping into the empty door did not intensify. Instead, the collision of two "personality" made his spirit more and more distorted.
This means that Xu Qi'an really does not have Buddha-nature, and if he can't break the battle, what awaits him is broken heart.
Xu Qi'an reviewed all his methods, slashing heaven and earth, heart sword, lion roar, face change, and nourishment...Huh?
Nourish?
Chu Yuanzhen taught him the intention to raise the sword, using his own emotions as his strength to blend into the sword and sway it out.
My current mood is really bad, but it is not enough to split the eight bitter array...... But, another way of thinking, why must I use my emotions?
Why not try to borrow other people’s emotions? Raise sword intent with others' emotions.
As soon as this thought came up, it was out of control.
He closed his eyes and used the secret technique taught by Chu Yuanzhen to induce emotions, but the object changed from himself to the outside world.
What is pleasantly surprised is that he actually sensed the emotions of the outside world. It was the emotions of the onlookers in the capital...... These emotions are oceans, mainly tension and anger.
Are you angry too?
Then lend me strength.
Xu Qi'an was immersed in the ocean of emotions, absorbing angry emotions. Gradually, an intense and endless anger rose from the bottom of my heart.
Wan frenzy, like thunder, like raging fire.
He unconsciously pressed the scabbard, as if to draw a knife.
"Not enough, not enough..."
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Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.
The Yasheng sculpture shook suddenly, and a wave of awe-inspiring aura rushed into the sky.
A red wooden box hung above the head of Yasheng's sculpture trembled. I don't know what was sealed inside, as if it was about to break out of the box.
In the flashing light, Dean Zhao Shou appeared in the temple, staring at the mahogany box in surprise.
Immediately afterwards, three clear lights flickered, and the three great scholars of Li Mubai came to check the situation.
"What's going on, why did the Yasheng sculpture move again..."
Li Mubai's voice suddenly stopped. He stared at the red wooden box in disbelief, and stammered: "What happened to it?"
Dean Zhao Shouyou said quietly: "Someone has affected the power of sentient beings, and it has recovered."
The three great scholars looked at Zhao Shou like a lunatic.
Zhao Shou ignored them and bowed, "Please be quiet, senior."
The three Confucian scholars woke up like a dream, and they said, "Please be quiet, senior."
The tremor of the mahogany box weakened and slowly returned to calm.
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"He's going to draw his sword!" someone shouted hoarsely.
Among the onlookers, some people were relieved, because Xu Qi'an finally took action and was no longer immersed in pain, which made them feel as if they were convinced.
If you have a countermeasure, it’s good, but you’re most afraid of losing if you don’t resist.
Wei Yuan was stunned, somewhat puzzled by Xu Qi'an's actions.
Not only him, but anyone who knew something about the Baku Array could not understand Xu Qi'an's intentions.
The eight bitter formations are not enemies, what's the use of drawing a sword?
Could it be cut yourself?
"Father, what does he want to do?" Miss Wang asked in a low voice.
"I can't do anything." Wang Shoufu shook his head and said disappointedly: "The best result is that he resists the eight bitter formation...I really don't know why Jian Zheng chose him."
Above the tall building, Emperor Yuan Jing said solemnly: "Jianzheng, is this the person you want to choose?"
In his opinion, Xu Qi'an's behavior is no different from a dog jumping a wall.
"Your Majesty... didn't feel anything?"
Jianzheng looked at him with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.
Mounted and mounted loudly: "Draw a knife, draw a knife."
As soon as she finished yelling, she was stopped by Concubine Chen and reprimanded: "It's noisy and out of order."
"Why don't you draw your sword, draw it quickly."
At this time, someone from the surrounding people shouted.
"Draw a knife!"
Someone immediately followed.
There were more and more people who agreed, and the shouts became louder and louder. In the end, the sound of "drawing knives" rang.
"Draw a knife, draw a knife..."
The sound is like a wave.
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"enough!"
So Xu Qi'an drew his sword.
Cang...
In the peaceful Buddha realm, a dazzling light suddenly rushed out, like the sun breaking through the darkness, like the light splitting the chaos.
What this light condenses is not the power of Xu Qi'an, but the power of thousands of people in the capital, the power of unity.
Click!
The stone stele with the words "Ba Ku" was full of cracks, and then it shattered with a "bang".
Rumbling...
The whole Foshan vibrated at this moment, as if it was about to collapse.
This knife cut is the eight bitter formation. The strength of the Eight Suffering Formation comes from this buddha realm.
Therefore, this sword cut is the power of this Buddha realm.
"Crack!"
There was another crisp sound, but not from Foshan, but from the outside world.
Master Du'e lowered his head in amazement, and saw the golden bowl crack open.
"The golden bowl is cracked, the golden bowl is cracked."
The framed "Ahhhhh" stood up, screaming, pointing at the golden bowl, and stomping his feet.
The girl's screams echoed.
Hearing the shouts of the mounting, the dignitaries in the pergola everywhere first lowered their heads and looked at the golden bowl. Sure enough, a gap was cracked.
"What, the golden bowl is cracked?"
The people on the periphery and people in the arena could not see Jinbo, or could not see clearly. For a while, they were very anxious and wanted to ask for certification:
"Is it really cracked? Is the golden bowl really cracked? I can't see clearly."
The few people in the rivers and lakes standing in the front put their toes on and kept pushing the people around them to adjust their positions, and finally saw the golden bowl next to Du'er Luohan.
After paying attention, I saw a crack in the surface of the golden bowl.
"It's really cracked, the golden bowl really cracked."
Accompanied by this voice, frenzied cheers sounded, wave after wave.
"Smelly bald donkey, isn't it very strong, huh, do you really think I'm a no one?"
"Quickly go back to the Western Regions, the capital is not a place where you can show off."
This is truly a huge crowd.
The common people patronized and spoke harshly and cheerfully, and the people in the world were concerned about Xu Qi'an.
At some point, another amazing young man appeared in the capital, who had never heard of him before.
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On the top of the star-gazing building, overlooking the emperor Yuan Jing, who was cheering among the people, a smile appeared on his face.
"not bad!"
He praised with satisfaction, and then asked: "Jianzheng, what happened to the knife just now?"
When did Xu Qi'an become so powerful?
Jianzheng ignored him.
In the pergola, Miss Wang pursed her mouth, looked at the first assistant Wang Zhenwen, and whispered: "Father, didn't you say that he is going to lose? You didn't mean to have a hard time, only..."
"alright, alright!"
Wang Shoufu hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt, "Dad admits that he punched the eye, so satisfied."
That's what I said, but he didn't look angry.
He took a sip of tea with a relaxed posture, and said, "Wei Yuan has one more tiger general."
At this time, the tone was a little depressed.
After hitting the guard area, Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, touched Xu Lingyin's head, and said lightly: "This cut is quite satisfactory, it's okay.
"However, if you replace it with you, can you break the battle with one blow?"
The golden gongs lowered their heads in shame~EbookFREE.me~ Wu Chi Yang Yan couldn't help asking, "How did he do it."
Wei Yuan's expression was slightly stagnant, and he recovered in an instant. It was still Zhizhu's indifferent tone: "When he comes out, just ask yourself."
Wei Gong had known it a long time ago, no wonder he has been so indifferent.........the golden gongs have enlightenment in their hearts.
Xu Pingzhi was the happiest person, grinning, unable to hide his smile, completely opposite to the state just now.
"Not bad," the old aunt muttered.
This disciple is indeed powerful, she wants to recognize this.
On the top of the restaurant, Hengyuan sighed: "Unbelievable cut, how did Master Xu do it."
After that, he turned his head to look at Chu Yuanzhen, only to find that No. 4's expression was dull, and he muttered: "How is this possible, how is this possible..."
It's like crazy.
What kind of a strong impact did the knife that Master Xu made just now on Number Four?
Hengyuan was stunned.
At this time, Master Duer's voice sounded, word by word, clearly in people's ears:
"The Eight Bittersweet Formation is only the first level, and the second level is called the King Kong Formation. The poor monk Guan, the silver gong, is exhausted after performing a knife, but can I still have enough energy to pass the second level?"
Hearing the sound, everyone immediately raised their heads and looked at the "picture scroll".
Xu Qi'an sat on the stone steps, gasping for breath, his face pale.
Even ordinary people who don't know how to practice can see that Xu Qi'an is in a bad state.
This made them realize that it was too early to be happy, and they just passed a level at the foot of the mountain, still far from the top.
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PS: I apologize, the code is sleeping.
I was too sleepy. I took a rest on my stomach and overslept, so I said don’t wait.
I tried my best and got back to sleep. There were still two chapters or one big chapter at night.