Nightwatcher Chapter 62: The 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, and the big-eyed beauty still couldn't get rid of the scene just now.
What a majesty... she thought to herself.
"Xu Gongzi is a **** and man." The white warlocks exclaimed from their hearts.
Such a way of showing the saint in front of them is a bit too fashionable and innovative for them, which has a huge impact on their hearts.
In comparison, Senior Brother Yang, who only repeats the phrase "There is no such person as me", seems very inferior.
Thinking of this, the White Warlock and Chu Caiwei subconsciously looked at Yang Qianhuan, only to see Senior Brother Yang convulsed.
"It turned out to be like this...It turned out to 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 poems , Generously challenged.
"Why just substituting it, I felt my brain trembled. 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 Zhenglao.......Old........Miss me."
On the roof of the restaurant outside, Chu Yuanzhen sighed: "Awesome. It's really amazing. This eye-catching skill is unprecedented. I won the top prize back then, not as good as his."
"Amitabha, so Lord Xu is a second person." Hengyuan smiled.
A person with a personality like Mr. 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 him.
This is probably the reason why the oirans of Jiaofang like 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, and 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 awkward... But as long as I pretend not to be embarrassed, then it is a 100-point gold inlay Yu...Occasionally, I get a second grade, and it feels pretty cool...Xu Qi'an looked around while summarizing the operation of the previous show.
This world seems to be real, maybe it is real, he came into a small world opened up by the great power of Buddhism.
The Buddhist gate is towering and towering with clouds and mist, like a paradise outside the world.
Ruoyouruuowu's Sanskrit singing came from my ears, which made people feel unconsciously peaceful, abandoned all the troubles of Hongchen, and left Anping joy in my heart.
In front of me is a winding stone step, extending into the depths of the clouds.
Xu Qi'an diverged his thoughts and sensed for a moment, without noticing any breath of life, silverfish, birds and beasts disappeared.
"Little Monk Jingsi is sitting on the mountainside. It should not be the first level. What is the first level?"
With doubts, he started climbing.
Walking in the wind and waves 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 and 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 stage is the eight-suffering formation. Only those with firm minds are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of 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 young child enters the Eight Suffering Formation, he will be able to get out easily. The more experienced 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 heart is broken."
Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly awe-inspiring: "The Buddhist monk is like that, let alone him?"
Jianzheng smiled: "Fighting against Buddhism is not so easy to win. It is only an eight-stroke formation. In this capital, there are only a handful of people who can survive safely."
Emperor Yuan Jing frowned upon hearing this.
There are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive the eight hardships. He doesn't think that Xu Qi'an is included in this "few". It has nothing to do with talent, it has to do with character, understanding, and system.
How does Wufu face the eight bitter formations used by Buddhist monks 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 between the 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 Jing 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 won't pass the test of the eight bitter formation." Chu Yuanzhen said in a deep voice.
"Perhaps, you should be more confident and remove the "horror"." Hengyuan said helplessly:
"These eight bitter formations are used by meditation cultivators to sharpen the mind of the Buddha. The monk is caught in it, and the mind is broken at the slightest, and the madness and loss of reason at the worst."
This....... Chu Yuanzhen's face changed slightly: "Buddha is too vicious, they want to ruin Xu Ningyan?"
Hengyuan said solemnly: "The Eight Bittersweet Array has another function..."
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"There is no qi fluctuation, no dangerous feedback, and the Eight Bittersweet Formation will not attack me." Xu Qi'an stood by the stone stele, not taking a step forward for a long time.
It doesn't matter, let's break the line first.
Xu Qi'an stepped on the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, his eyes and foreground changed, Foshan faded away, the steps faded away, and the darkness blocked his sight.
"Wow..."
Immediately, he heard the baby crying, the black curtain of tears tearing apart, and he saw the white walls, the white sheets, and the crowd in white uniforms.
A nurse held the newborn baby and wiped his body.
Lying on the bed was a pale, sweaty woman. She was very familiar with beautiful features.
"Mom......"
Subconsciously, Xu Qi'an called out.
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 I graduated, I will grow up and plan to enter society.
At this time, the already obviously elderly parents patted him on the shoulder and said ashamed: "You finally graduated from the police academy, and 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 yourself."
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 is coming again, there is no money to decorate........
Xu Qi'an learned from the pain, left the unit and went to the sea to do business, but the business failed and began a ten-year struggle.
Ten years later, he finally had a well-decorated house and 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.
At this time, shouldn't I be drunk and died suddenly.........He wanted to laugh at himself, but his heart became extremely heavy.
The picture changed. He finally got married before the age of 40 and married a decent wife. The child was born the following year. The couple had a big fight to get their children to a better school.
From then on, they lived for the child, raised him and helped him to study until one day, the child said: "Parents, I am getting married, but I want a house, and the woman doesn’t want to live with you .
"Oh, before that, you have to prepare hundreds of thousands of gifts, just use Dad's pension."
Okay, then cut down on food and clothing, provide savings for most of your life, and repay your children's mortgage. People live for this.
So the son got married, got 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 life, he lay 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 felt a sense of "finally rested".
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, and fighting for his children in middle age, and still working for him when he was old. Children struggle.
Except for his carefree childhood, he was truly "free" when he died, and he felt relieved of all the burdens.
"Is this the eight sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, resentment, unwillingness, 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 there was a voice in his heart that kept saying: rest, rest, this kind of life is meaningless.
Let it go 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 the fragrant white butt."
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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 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, this time the battle will be suspended."
They didn't understand what the Baku 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.
It's disappointing.
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 put it down.
"Mother, my eldest brother seems to be in pain." Xu Lingyue said cryingly.
My 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 all right, your elder brother has always been promising. He is not afraid of tens of thousands of rebels in Yunzhou. Are you afraid of these bald donkeys?"
"Uncle, what's wrong with my elder brother." Xu Lingyin pointed to the sky.
"It's okay."
Wei Yuan's tone was calm, but the blue veins on the back of his hand holding the handrail bulged, and he unconsciously leaned forward, his eyes were always staring at 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 he passes the formation safely, it means that this person has Buddha nature. I took the opportunity to save him into Buddhism.
"It's a good way to save the Errohan, so it beats me in such a big way. Are you really afraid that I will serve a million soldiers."
As the chief assistant of the Dafeng, and the emperor is not there, Wang Zhenwen is the talker.
He has a wide range of knowledge and mature political fighting methods, and he can tell the abacus of Duerrohan in a few words.
Master Du'e recites the Buddha's name with a pleasant tone: "Converting to Buddhism is not a good fortune."
Only then did Chu Yuanzhen know another function of the Eight Bittersweet Formation, and understand why No. 6 Hengyuan just stopped talking.
Duerrohan's calculations are 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 stages to wait for, to pass him into the empty gate, so that the Buddha not only wins, but also beats Dafeng in the face severely.
The person sent out to fight the law eventually became a Buddhist disciple. Don't slap too hard.
In each pergola, the dignitaries suddenly changed color. The ladies and daughters who were originally just watching the fun also put away their playful mentality and stopped talking and laughing.
The mount suddenly became tense, and the peach-blossom eyes slightly raised from the corners of her eyes widened, and said eagerly: "Huaiqing Huaiqing, Shoufu said, if you don’t break the formation, you will be abolished. 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 waste or become a monk?" Huaiqing asked rhetorically.
"I..." Biaobian opened his mouth, without telling the answer in his heart.
The angry people are not only the dignitaries 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, the Sitianjian agreed to fight against Buddhism. Before dawn, the people gathered here.
"Too much deception, the imperial court was actually weak, and was mounted on the head by Buddhism several times, but those masters did not say anything."
A line of eyes focused on Xu Qi'an, holding his breath with tension.
Auntie suddenly heard a "crack". 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 Ningyan had 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: their minds become more thorough, or their minds are broken.
"If you are not a buddhist person, if you can survive the eight sufferings, it means you have the Buddha nature."
It's no wonder that 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 formation, what is waiting for him is broken heart.
Xu Qi'an reviewed all his methods, slashing the world, the sword of the heart, the roar of the lion, the face-changing technique, the cultivation of mind...Huh?
Nourishment?
Chu Yuanzhen taught him his 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 other people's 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 surprising 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?
Lend me strength then.
Xu Qi'an was immersed in the ocean of emotions, absorbing anger. Gradually, an intense and endless anger rose from the bottom of my heart.
Van frenzy, like thunder, like 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 hanging on 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 twinkling of light, Dean Zhao Shou appeared in the temple, staring suspiciously at the mahogany box.
Immediately after, three clear lights flickered, and the three great scholars of Li Mubai came to check the situation.
"What happened, why did the Yasheng sculpture move again..."
Li Mubai's voice suddenly stopped. He stared at the mahogany box in disbelief, and stammered: "What happened to it?"
The 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 lunatics.
Zhao Shou ignored them and bowed his head: "Please be quiet, senior."
The three great scholars woke up like a dream, and they said: "Please be quiet, senior."
The tremor of the mahogany box diminished and slowly returned to calm.
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"He's about to draw his sword!" someone shouted hoarsely.
Some of the onlookers felt relieved, because Xu Qi'an finally took action and was no longer immersed in pain, which made them feel relieved.
If you have a countermeasure, it’s good, the most feared is that you will lose if you don’t resist.
Wei Yuan was stunned, a little puzzled by Xu Qi'an's actions.
It's not just him, but anyone who knows the Baku formation can't understand Xu Qi'an's intentions.
The Eight Bittersweet Formation is not an enemy.
Did it 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 Jianzheng chose him."
On 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?"
The supervisor was looking at him, with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.
Mounting and mounting loudly said: "Draw a knife, draw a knife."
As soon as she finished yelling, she was stopped by Concubine Chen and reprimanded: "Noisy and yelling, it's out of style."
"Why don't you draw the sword, draw it quickly."
At this moment, someone from the outsiders shouted.
"Draw a knife!"
Someone immediately followed.
More and more people agreed, and the shouts became louder and louder. In the end, the "knife drawing" 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.
Qiang...
In the peaceful Buddha realm, a dazzling light suddenly rushed out, like a sun breaking through the darkness, like a light splitting 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.
Crack!
The stone stele with the words "Eight Sorrows" was full of cracks, and then it broke with a "bang".
Boom.....
The whole Foshan vibrated at this moment, as if it was about to collapse.
This knife slashed with eight bitter formations. 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 is another crisp sound, but it is not from Foshan, but from the outside world.
Master Du'e lowered his head in amazement, and saw a crack in the golden bowl.
"The golden bowl is cracked, the golden bowl is cracked."
The framed "Ahhhhh" stood up, screaming, pointing at the golden bowl, and stomping constantly.
The girl's screams echoed.
Hearing the shouts of the mounting, first the dignitaries in the pergola everywhere, subconsciously bowed 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 from the rivers and lakes can’t see Jinbo, or can’t see clearly. They are very anxious for a while and want to ask for proof:
"Is it really cracked? Is the golden bowl really cracked? I can't see clearly."
Several people standing in front of the rivers and lakes put their toes on their toes and kept pushing the people around them in order to adjust their positions. Finally, they saw the golden bowl next to Duerrohan.
When I looked at it carefully, I saw a crack on the surface of the golden bowl.
"It's really cracked, the golden bowl is really cracked."
Along with this sound, frenzied cheers sounded, wave after wave.
"Smelly bald donkey, isn't it very strong, huh, do you really think I'm a big man?"
"Quickly roll back to the Western Regions, the capital is not a place where you can show off."
This is a real crowd.
The common people patronized and spoke harshly and cheerfully, and the people in the community focused on 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?
The supervisor 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 go through eight hardships, only.... "
"That's it!"
Wang Shoufu hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt, "Daddy admits that he punched the eye, so please be 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.
Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief and touched Xu Lingyin's head when he hit the changer area, and said lightly: "This knife is quite satisfactory. It's okay.
"However, if you change to you, can you break the battle with one blow?"
The golden gongs bow their heads in shame~IndoMTL.com~ Wu Chi Yang Yan couldn't help but ask: "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 has known for a long time, no wonder he has been so indifferent.........the golden gongs have enlightenment in their hearts.
The happiest thing is Xu Pingzhi, grinning, unable to hide his smile, completely opposite to the state just now.
"Not bad," the old aunt muttered.
This disciple is really powerful, she wants to recognize this.
On the top of the restaurant, Hengyuan sighed: "Unbelievable cut, how did Master Xu do it."
After that, I turned to look at Chu Yuanzhen, only to find that No. 4 looked dull, and muttered: "How is this possible, how is this possible..."
It's like crazy.
How strong did the knife that Mr. Xu slashed just now caused No. 4?
Hengyuan was stunned.
At this time, Master Duer's voice sounded, word by word, clearly in people's ears:
"The Eight Bitter Array is only the first level, and the second level is called the King Kong Array. The poor monk Guan, the silver gong, is exhausted after performing a knife, but can he 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, panting, 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 codeword is sleeping.
Too sleepy, I took a break on my stomach and overslept, so I said don’t wait.
I tried my best, and got back to sleep. There are still two chapters or one big chapter at night.