Vol 2 Chapter 22

An Xu looked at the Bible spread out on the podium, yes, it was turning to the page of “The Sutra of Prayer for Mercy”. Don’t say that she has recited the entire Bible, even if she hasn’t recited it, there will be no problem if she reads it according to the scriptures. The only problem is the tone bar…

“I haven’t heard this song before.” An Xu said, “Didn’t the previous mass only sing the Confession?”

“That is the process of the perennial mass, but now we have to witness the coming of the gods.” The priest said.

“I haven’t learned it?”

“Please listen to your heart, God will surely reflect the melody on your heart!” the officiant said grandly.

Does this mean to sing casually? Anshu thought uncertainly. The rest of her nervousness was wiped away by the previous brain supplements, she casually looked at the lyrics, and sang along to the tune of the song.

A peaceful and melodious cappella sounded in the auditorium.

An Xu is a dedicated player. She thinks that whether it is a game or a dream, it is more appropriate to invest in the characters in line with the background atmosphere. For example, Avada is not used to kill people in the dream of Xianxia, ​​and flying swords cannot be used in the dream of magic. Although some bad taste—such as the melody of singing “There has never been a savior nor a fairy emperor/It is up to us to create human happiness”—she finally chose the tune that was most suitable for the hymn.

That’s Nancy’s lullaby.

Every night when she was resting at Nancy’s residence, Teacher Nancy would sing this tune. She didn’t sing any lyrics, just hummed with a vague voice. Compared with the lyrics and tune, what impressed An Xu more was her voice. An Xu recalled that when he was a child, he lived in his grandmother’s house. The old community was full of old people. When he opened the window in midsummer, he could hear an old man in the courtyard singing songs from his hometown.

Every time An Xu fell into a deep sleep amidst Nancy’s singing, there were fewer cases of tossing and turning with nosebleeds and finally falling down suddenly as if consciousness was interrupted. She could feel the care and love of the elders. Rather, none of the hymns that repeated the grace of God in the college could compare with the ditty that Nancy hummed. Only here can I feel the selfless love.

An Xu sang the scriptures in this tune, and found that the pause of each line was unexpectedly appropriate. The more she sang, the smoother she became, and the more she sang, the more she devoted herself, and she devoted all her attention to keeping herself from getting out of tune. An Xu, who had no distractions, naturally didn’t notice. After she sang the first sentence, Mammy Mary shook for a while, and Lance, who was still confident just now, turned pale. The officiant listened, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and his standing posture became more solemn.

Most of the audience did not have such a big reaction, and their sullen faces became loose with the singing. Their idea was very simple and clear: the priest asked the favored man to sing the Beggar’s Pity Sutra, and Anna, the favored man, sang it accurately, so there was nothing wrong with the god’s family, and the rumors were indeed just rumors.

An Xu didn’t know that she was singing the tune of the Beggar’s Pity Sutra.

Nancy hummed this tune for An Xu who was in extremely poor health, of course it was not by accident. The Prayer of the Lord appears in the annual sacrament, and it is also a tune sung by ascetics and criminal supernatural beings all the year round. This song appeared at the same time as the God’s Chain of Retaliation. Whether humming the tune or reciting scriptures, it can temporarily relieve the pain of those locked by the God’s Chain of Retaliation. It can create a slight “gap” in the containment of the God’s Chain of Retaliation, allowing the tightly bound powers to operate within the body of the power user. This level of relaxation will not allow criminals to regain their powers and harm others, it can only temporarily relax the depression in the body.

But that’s no reason to be shocked by those in the know. The tune of a song may be heard elsewhere, and being able to sing it doesn’t mean anything. Only the Beggar’s Compassion Sutra is different. It was the masterpiece of the supernatural beings of the Holy See from the beginning, and it is far more important than reducing the effect of God’s Chain of Retaliation: this song can test people’s piety.

Only by singing with a pious and repentant heart can the shackles of God’s punishment be eased. Only the pious can sing the Sutra of Begging the Lord’s Mercy in its entirety. will be exposed immediately. They will be tongue-tied, speechless, and hopelessly judged. After the “black disaster” of chaotic beliefs a hundred years ago, the Holy See used this to catch many hypocrites.

how is this possible? Lance was puzzled. Like Mammy Mary, he learned from Leo Potter, the ascetic monk who escorted Anna, that Anna was definitely a hypocrite. When she was fractured, she refused to recite the Sutra of Pity and Compassion to ease the pain. If she didn’t know from the beginning that she didn’t even have the piety to say a few words, or refused to bow to the Illuminati and God, how could Anna refuse to speak?

There must be something wrong, Lance thought vaguely, how could the gods choose Anna, how could she be a devout believer, Anna. A hopeless hypocrite like Sullivan should not be able to continue singing, and then he would be dragged down and burned at the stake for forging a god. How can this be true? How could God have chosen her instead of me? she must…

The repeated sentences in his mind were interrupted, and Lance suddenly found that Anna had finished singing the Beggar’s Pity Sutra, and there was only a plop, and Mammy Mary knelt down on the ground.

“My sin, my sin, my great sin!” Sister Mary trembled and said sadly, “Lord! Blindfolded with rage and arrogance, I dare to question your decision!”

After that, her head hit the ground heavily with a bang. I’ll go, the floor is made of stone! Even An Xu, who was very happy to see Mary fall to her death while walking, was stunned by this move, and didn’t understand what medicine she had taken wrongly.

“My sin is unforgivable, my sin is unpardonable!” Sister Mary raised her head, her forehead was covered with blood, “Anna, the God-favored Lord. Your Excellency Sullivan must be the Lord’s warning for me, let me see my serious sin ! I am not worthy to be the preceptor and the executioner, how can a person like me be qualified to take on this important task!”

Her head was in close contact with the slate again, An Xu’s eyelids twitched, surprised that the man hadn’t knocked himself out yet. The priest looked at the eyelids and trembled, and persuaded: “Almighty God has mercy on us and will forgive our sins…”

“No! Can we not atone for our sins because of the Lord’s forgiveness!” Sister Mary’s eyes widened, “Let me double the mistakes I made! I will have forty canes and copy the Bible a thousand times. Spend a year in the confinement room, and then spend the rest of my life in the confinement courtyard to atone for my sins! God, may I still enter your kingdom after death!”

After she finished speaking, she took a few steps on her knees and rushed to An Xu. There is no indifference, disgust and contempt on her face anymore, only a shimmering piety—but to be honest, the twinkling face of a middle-aged woman who looks sorry and always looks at you is terrible, and Anxu’s goosebumps have risen. Sister Mary was even more fanatical than when she executed others. She said excitedly: “Your Excellency, God’s Favored One, please use your body favored by God to punish my sins! Please come and bear the whip!”

Mother Mary really didn’t have trouble with An Xu, she was just a fanatic, that’s all.

So An Xu, who was confused, shouted with all his strength: “No!!”

An Xu didn’t understand Mammy Mary’s 180-degree change of attitude at all, and deeply doubted whether the monks who talked about the Lord’s favor and atonement every day had some strange addiction caused by excessive abstinence. You won’t be happy if you sing a song and get a slap in the face! It would be even more unpleasant to be beaten by an aunt with the face of a teaching director and no good looks (emphasis)! If she wanted to beat this guy up at first, now she just wanted her to get out of her heart.

“Ah, I see. I’m still so arrogant.” Sister Mary nodded, and An Xu didn’t know what she understood. She raised her head again, and asked with an upright and resolute face, “My lord, what punishment do you think is appropriate?”

“Stay away from me.” An Xu said sincerely, “The farther the better.”

“Yes!” The fanatic who thought he had obtained the oracle said excitedly, and quickly left the auditorium.

Sister Mary left the college that day, and it is said that she was seen many years later on the southern border of Yamen.

That’s all for later.

At this time, no one knew that there was not a single thought in Anxu’s mind that could be linked to piety, and the necessary condition for “singing the Sutra of Pity for the Lord” was not piety.

The human heart is extremely complicated, and it is possible to create scriptures to judge the authenticity, but to judge whether there is piety or hypocrisy, this kind of thing can only be done by the gods themselves. Scholars in later generations analyzed rationally and deduced that the operation method of this song is very simple: there are sentences in the Beggar’s Pity Sutra that question whether the chanter is a devout believer, and the restriction created by the author is only to judge whether the chanter is lying.

Uncovering the principle and stripping off the aura of the song’s divinity, the story becomes as boring as approaching science. Those “false believers” who were burned to death may not be completely devoid of faith. A large part of them are too obsessive-compulsive, disturbed by the small commandments they committed, and feel that they are not religious enough. So when they sing the solemn Sutra of Beggar’s Mercy, they will feel guilty, and the lie detection ability attached to the song will work, making them tongue-tied. Anti-believers rebel against this song, those who are not devout are timid, and those who are farthest from the influence of Illuminati in Yamenan are also subtly afraid of the name of the gods. Syria.

When An Xu sang the Prayer Sutra, what was she thinking?

She thought: Is this the tone right? Don’t take Teacher Nancy’s singing out of tune, it’s embarrassing. What will Chris cook for dinner today? Really been waiting.

Those who resist the Illuminati → fail

Worried about being an ungodly believer → does not pass

After many years of exam-oriented education, he has practiced the Dafa of “reading a book quickly without knowing what he was reading”, an outspoken atheist → passing the dangerous test without knowing anything through Anxu, complaining in his heart standing on the stage God cannot escape Mass. The mass will take up most of the day, and the lunch time will also be taken up. You can only eat some holy bread and wine with and without the same. She toiled through the long Mass, and as soon as she could leave, she ran out quickly from the convenience of standing at the front desk.

There was no watch, and An Xu judged from his mouth salivating quickly that it was almost time to make an appointment with Chris. She hurried to the small courtyard of ascetic monks, and found a big iron lock on the door. The iron lock remained motionless under her tearing, An Xu was afraid that Chris would leave in a hurry, so he hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran to Nancy’s residence.

Teacher Nancy must be worried after not seeing her for such a long time. Last night, I should have reported to her that she was safe, but I accidentally fell asleep. I rushed to find her today, but to ask how to sneak out to meet Chris, it really doesn’t make sense after thinking about it. An Xu stuck out his tongue and quickened his pace.