Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 313: Fox Calls

"Master, another five thousand disaster victims have arrived today."

"The elderly, the weak, women and children will be placed in District 10 in the south, the young and strong will be placed in District 15 in the west, and families will be placed in District 13 in the northeast."

"Master, there's only enough rice for three days."

"Wang Xia, go store the rice."

"Master, there's not enough land left. There's nowhere to build a house."

"Overlord, go to the back mountain and use the magic of the Black Scripture of the Undead to transform the environment. Have Xiong Fei lead a group of villagers there to build houses."

"The owner of the village..."

"The owner of the village..."

"The owner of the village..."

……

Jiangdi Manor was becoming increasingly bustling. Every day, there were official matters that needed to be dealt with. Sometimes someone was injured, sometimes there was insufficient food, and sometimes people from different regions started fighting...

If Chu Xuan's brain was not comparable to a computer and he did not have the assistance of a real supercomputer, it would be difficult to manage this village with the villagers' level of education.

Thanks to Chu Xuan's presence, Jiangdi Manor, which is as big as a city, can be managed in an orderly manner.

A day passed in a busy manner. After a day of hard work, the villagers called their friends and came to the canteen happily.

The cafeteria was crowded with people. They lined up leisurely, ordered their meals, sat down at the table, ate meat, drank wine and chatted.

"Have you heard? Hundreds of families have come to our village in the past few days."

"There are more than a few hundred households. I heard that the officials forced the common people to burn incense and pray for the emperor. Once a month is not a big deal, but who knew that he would burn incense every day? How could the common people have so much spare money? Look, many people can't make a living because of this, so they come to Jiangdi Manor for refuge."

"It's not surprising that people from Liangzhe came here, but how did people from outside the province get here? I heard a lot of foreign accents. How did they come to our village alive after such a long journey?"

Several villagers were chatting, their faces filled with confusion.

Not to mention outside Liangzhe, even within Liangzhe, it is not easy to reach Jiangdi Zhuang.

"You don't know this, do you? Those who come to our village for refuge, what do we call it? It's like they have divine help!"

The villagers nearby interrupted excitedly.

"As if there were divine help? Does it mean that there is a divine help?"

"Wait!"

The villager stood up and walked to another dining table not far away and pulled a new outsider over.

The old villager shouted, "Brother, tell them how you got here."

The honest man scratched the back of his head and said in a daze, "I don't know either. A year ago, people in our area were saying that there was a Jiangdi Manor in Shaoxing. Gods came down here to save the people. As long as you work four hours a day, you will have meat and vegetables to eat, and you will have clothes and shelter. A month ago, we couldn't bear it anymore, so we brought our families here to find a way to survive. Originally, we thought many people would die on the road, but when we were freezing, the weather turned hot. When we ran out of dry food, dry food fell from the sky. When soldiers were chasing us, they were all knocked down by thunder. After walking and stopping, we finally arrived at Jiangdi Manor."

"Great! This is truly a blessing from the gods!"

"We encountered the same thing when we came here. There were more than 300 people, and not a single one died on the road."

"It must be the Buddha's blessing that he is alive."

"The compassion of the Living World Honored One, I pay homage to the Great Arhat!"

……

The villagers at the next tables also heard the man's story and spread the story. Many villagers who had the same experience responded, and the several connected canteens became lively. Everyone then realized that the magical power of the Great Heavenly Venerable not only protected Jiangdi Manor, but also appeared outside.

"It would be great if the Buddha's angel could become the emperor."

Suddenly, someone sighed.

"The Emperor surnamed Zhao doesn't allow ordinary people to live. If it weren't for the Great Heavenly Lord's blessing, we would all be dead."

"Yes, if the emperor can't let the people live well, what kind of emperor is he? Only those who can let the people live are worthy of being the emperor!"

"Everyone says the emperor is the true dragon, but we haven't seen him grow two heads. The food that the old craftsman emperor conjures up is real food."

"There are only a few angels. If they can manage a village with so many people in it so well, they can definitely manage a country."

……

Alcohol makes people braver, and the momentum of the crowd is strong. One person starts complaining about the emperor, and the resentment of others is also aroused.

For a while, the topic, which would make officials exclaim in shock and think it was treasonous, spread throughout several cafeterias.

The increasingly harsh environment outside was in sharp contrast to Jiangdi Village. The villagers already had some ideas, and now someone mentioned it publicly. It was like a cigarette butt falling into hay, the flames spread rapidly, and the idea of ​​rebellion appeared in the minds of every villager.

In the corner of the cafeteria, there were several young men sitting who were dressed more neatly than ordinary villagers.

Listening to the discussion of other villagers, these people also started discussing.

Zhang Zhezhai said, "That's right. Why can't we let an angel become emperor? The Zhao emperor governs the people on behalf of God, and isn't the angel also a messenger from God? Brother Zheng, why don't we persuade the Chu angels to revolt?"

Zheng Huchen's eyes lit up and he nodded. "Brother Zhang, what you said makes sense. The emperor is the emperor, but the Chu people sent them there. Isn't that also a destiny?"

They looked at each other, stopped eating, threw down their chopsticks, hurriedly walked out of the cafeteria and headed towards the office building.

"The destiny of heaven changes, and the divine artifacts are replaced, and they will return to those with virtue. This is the law of nature. However, as angels, we cannot act recklessly. This kind of thing can only be done by the people. The people rise up and overthrow the court. This is the greater good."

In the office, Chu Xuan was processing documents while responding to petitions from Zheng Huchen, Zhang Zhezhai, Deng Ruoshui and others.

His expression was calm and his tone was neither anxious nor impatient, which made Zheng Huchen and others seem impatient.

"Well... the people are rising up for a greater good. I understand."

Deng Ruoshui seemed to be thinking about something. He stopped Zhang Zhezhai and others who wanted to continue persuading him, bowed to Chu Xuan, and pulled the people who were traveling with him out.

A few days later, someone caught a big fish from a nearby river. He called his friends and brought the fish, weighing more than ten pounds, back to the village.

Such a big fish attracted a lot of villagers to watch. The fisherman slaughtered the fish in public, but found something in the fish's stomach. When he took it out, he found that it was a piece of cloth.

The fisherman looked puzzled and shouted to the onlookers, "There seems to be writing on it. Is there anyone who has read? Can you tell me what's written on it?"

"Let me take a look."

Deng Ruoshui squeezed in, asked the fisherman for the wet cloth, and spread it on the ground. "Oh! These words are called Jiang Di Xing! This, this, this..."

Deng Ruoshui showed a surprised expression, and then seemed to be hesitant to speak.

A rough man guessed, "Jiang Di Xing? Does it mean that Jiang Di Manor is thriving?"

"Oh! I see. This is the Dragon King wishing our Jiangdi Manor more prosperity."

"Yes, yes, otherwise why would there be cloth in the fish's belly? Why would there be words about our Jiangdi Manor written on the cloth?"

"Great! Even the Dragon King has come to bless us!"

The people around suddenly realized what was going on and happily carried the big fish to the canteen. The villagers also spread the news everywhere.

"Found cloth in a fish's belly? "Jiang Dixing" written on the cloth?"

A scholar who had studied for a few years but had no official title also heard about this and was shocked.

The villager who told Wang Shusheng about this said proudly, "What's wrong? Wang Shusheng, what's so strange about this? Angels can even change the course of a river. A year ago, they specially changed it into a small river to divert water from the river a few miles away. What's the Dragon King's blessing?"

Wang Shusheng shook his head repeatedly: "What do you know? This is not as simple as the Dragon King's blessing."

Wang Shusheng boasted that he had received some education, and his words revealed a hint of contempt for others.

The villager couldn't help but get angry. He grabbed Wang Shusheng by the collar and said angrily, "What? You think we made this up? Angels can even conjure up food for hundreds of thousands of people every day. How could they fabricate something as trivial as this?"

Wang Shusheng said in panic, "No, how could it be? I didn't say it was fabricated, but the fish's belly hiding a book has other implications."

"Another meaning? What meaning?"

The farmer was confused, but when he saw that Wang Shusheng had no intention of slandering the angel, he let Wang Shusheng go.

Scholar Wang shook his head and boasted about the history books he had read. "What you don't know is that a thousand years ago, during the tyranny of the Qin Dynasty, heroes rose up across the country. Chen Sheng, the first of the rebels, had his subordinates buy a fish. Inside the fish's belly was a piece of cloth with the words 'Chen Sheng, the King' written on it!"

On the same street, people who came to listen to Wang Shusheng's speech looked confused, and most of them did not understand what Wang Shusheng meant.

"Alas! This must be a sign from heaven, allowing Chen Sheng to become king. Otherwise, how could there be a piece of cloth with words written on it inside the fish's belly?"

Wang Shusheng sighed and looked like a hopeless case.

The crowd didn't care to consider Wang Shusheng's attitude. They couldn't help but wonder: the book hidden in the fish's belly was a metaphor for Chen Sheng becoming king, but what about the book hidden in the fish's belly today? Was it just the Dragon King's congratulations?
Or is there something else going on?

Wang Shusheng was also a little confused.

In the past, he thought that the story of the books hidden in the fish's belly was staged by Chen Sheng himself to incite the people to revolt.

However, now he saw the real divine methods in Jiangdi Manor.

Moving mountains and filling the sea, turning the ground into steel with one's finger, flying into the sky and hiding underground, and turning stone into gold, those are not magic tricks.

There are real gods in the village, so there is naturally no need for them to direct and perform themselves to deceive the people. They only need to shout loudly, and who in the village would not obey?

So, hiding books in the belly of a fish is really a sign from heaven?
Wang Shusheng, who was half-believing and half-doubting, represented the majority of the educated people in Jiangdi Manor.

Although Confucius does not speak of strange things, scholars should respect ghosts and gods and keep their distance from them.

But where they live, there really is a group of gods who never play tricks and whose magic spells are not to be avoided by people.

A few days later, one evening, the villagers finished their afternoon work and went to the canteen together.

On the only way to the cafeteria, suddenly, a fox jumped out from nowhere and started barking.

"The Craftsman Emperor rises, the Angel King! The Craftsman Emperor rises! The Angel King!"

The fox scratched the ground and made a sharp cry.

"The Craftsman Emperor rises, the Angel King! The Craftsman Emperor rises! The Angel King!"

The villagers walking on the road were attracted by the fox's cry. They all stopped and looked at the fox, leaving the talking fox speechless with shock.

When they came to their senses, the fox had disappeared in a flash, as if it was being chased by some ferocious beast, leaving everyone on the road looking at each other in bewilderment.

Someone suddenly said, "I heard that before the fall of the tyrannical Qin Dynasty, when Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were serving, there was also a fox. The fox shouted, 'Great Chu will rise, Chen Sheng will be king!' Later, the Qin Dynasty fell. Although Chen Sheng did not become emperor, he was named the Hidden King by Liu Bang."

Zhang Zhezhai squeezed out of the crowd and shouted, "Could it be that today, just like the end of the Qin Dynasty, that the fox was a prophetic omen sent by the heavens?"

Wang Shusheng pushed aside the people in front of him, his eyes sparkling as he excitedly said, "That must be it! A while ago, someone caught a fish, and inside that fish's belly was a divine message demanding that Jiangdi Zhuang replace the Zhao Emperor. We haven't made any move yet, so the Lord of Heaven must have sent down another divine oracle to urge us on!"

Wu Longqi nodded repeatedly: "That's absolutely right. Under the rule of the Zhao Emperor, the people of the Central Plains have suffered terribly, just like the Second Emperor of Qin in the past. Heaven no longer favors the Zhao Emperor and wants to let the World Honored One's angel be the emperor!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone looked at each other eagerly and started talking at once.

The news and topic about Tianming returning to Jiangdi Manor had already been preheated in Jiangdi Manor for two weeks. As soon as the fox howled today, the topic was immediately ignited.

Everyone was saying that they wanted to overthrow the Zhao family's court, let Chu Tianshi ascend the throne, and rule the world in place of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Tianshi Chu, please lead the army in rebellion. This world cannot be left to the scourge of the Zhao family's incompetent and unjust emperor!"

In the office building, Chu Xuan was still handling official business. Deng Ruoshui bowed and asked sincerely.

"For the sake of the people of the world, rise up in rebellion!"

"It's not enough," Chu Xuan raised his head, staring at Deng Ruoshui in front of him, and said calmly, "It's far from enough for Jiangdi Manor to just petition. However, I have seen your sincerity, and I can also feel your heart for the country and the people. I will let Ba Wang, Zhang Jie, Cheng Xiao, Wang Xia and others assist you. When there are calls to overthrow the Song Dynasty in Liangzhe, Jiangdi Manor will join the world..."

As he spoke, Chu Xuan took out a book from the desk cabinet and handed it to Deng Ruoshui.

"This is Wu Mu's posthumous letter. The Living Buddha who came to the mortal world got it from somewhere else. You can take a look at it first. It's best to choose a few people to read it together."

"Thank you angel!"

Deng Ruoshui's eyes lit up, and he quickly took Wu Mu's suicide note, bowed to Chu Xuan again, and walked out of the office quickly.

"One year and eight months, there's still one year and four months left, and it's time."

In the office, Chu Xuan muttered to himself.

Ten days later, when the tide receded on the bank of Qiantang River, people along the river discovered that a ten-meter-tall stone man was left on the shore.

Everyone was amazed because the stone man was so lifelike, just like a human, except that it had only one eye on its head, which looked very strange, as if it was some kind of ominous sign.

(End of this chapter)