The God and Buddha are actually me

"Boy, have you ever thought about one thing, why the Qintian Prison has been working hard for six hundred years, but it can't kill all the evil spirits?"

"Why do monks have the ability to pray for rain and predict destiny, but there are always natural disasters in the world?"

"From ancient times to the present, the decline of every dynasty has been either due to natural disasters or evil spirits. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked when he heard this.

Lao Gao said that the decline of the previous dynasty was due to an abyss-level evil spirit.

He thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seems that there are more secrets hidden.

"As far as I know, the human world was actually the most prosperous in ancient times. The Great Xia Dynasty has stood for thirteen hundred years without falling. There are many masters, and there are many great monks in the sixth and seventh realms."

"Among them, Guigu Xianshi, the founder of the Jade Cauldron Palace, is in the eighth realm. It is said that he is only half a step away from the ninth realm. He is the national preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty, and his status is equivalent to Zhuge Qixing of Daqian. "

"But what's the result?"

The second master sneered and said: "There was sudden chaos in the underworld. The nine ghost kings led millions of evil ghosts to kill the human world. The Xia Dynasty, which was at its peak, suffered a fatal blow. If it had not been for the coming of King Ming, the human race would have been extinct. "

Zhang Jiuyang felt a chill in his heart when he heard this ancient secret.

This is really a coincidence, as if there is an invisible hand behind the back, no, it is two!

He thought of these four words: King Ming came to the world.

The second master's words echoed in Zhang Jiuyang's heart again.

"The human world has already become a battlefield without even realizing it."

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"Of course, these are just my guesses. You don't need to take what the family says seriously. Just treat it as a story."

Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a moment and then asked: "Second Master, you said before that the Yin walkers help the Yin soldiers, and they always go out day and night. Can you tell me what you are doing to help the Yin soldiers?"

Hearing this question, the second master was silent for a while, and then sighed: "Boy, are you sure you really want to listen?"

He warned: "This matter is the biggest secret of our lineage of Yin people. It must not be spread to outsiders. Even if you just have this idea, you will become seriously ill and unable to speak."

"Of course, I am the exception, Second Master. Other wanderers don't have as much ability as me."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly remembered Uncle Jiang. Ah Li once said that Uncle Jiang was a normal person, but he became deaf and mute because of a serious illness.

Could it be that the reason why Uncle Jiang got sick was because he once tried to tell others the biggest secret of this evil man?

"Boy, if other Yin walkers or Yin soldiers know that you have heard this secret, they will kill you at all costs. How about, even so, do you still want to listen?"

The second master's voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "As long as you dare to speak, I dare to listen."

"Good boy, you have courage!"

The second master showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes and said, "I can tell you this secret, but please promise me something."

He looked at his wife, who was making pancakes.

Perhaps because of a tacit understanding, Suru also looked up and was so frightened that he quickly retracted into the basket.

"Boy, although I have the art of decapitation and immortality, my body has been devoured by evil spirits and I will not live long. During this period, can you please bring me here for half an hour every day and buy a few pancakes?"

"Not only will I tell you the secret of the ghost walker, but I will also teach that little female ghost everything I have learned before I die. How about that?"

This deal can be said to be extremely lucrative, but Zhang Jiuyang shook his head.

The second master said angrily: "Boy, you don't even do this -"

"An hour."

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly: "I will bring you here for an hour every day, and you can get to know her and talk to her."

Although the contact time was not long, he could feel that the second master was actually a person with a true temperament.

He exposed his biggest weakness to Zhang Jiuyang. This was a huge gamble.

Otherwise, Zhang Jiuyang only needs to catch Su Ru and blackmail him, and he will have no room for bargaining at all.

Fortunately he won the bet.

The second master's eyes were a little moved when he heard this, but then he shook his head and said: "I will only scare her if we meet her in this way, so let's forget it, so as not to cause fetal contractions."

"And the further away I am from her, the safer she is."

At this moment, Su Ru, the pancake seller, seemed to notice something. She took two pancakes and walked over to Zhang Jiuyang.

The second master trembled slightly in the basket.

"Boy, don't let her see me, please!"

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly and put the basket behind him.

"Little brother, I saw you've been looking at pancakes for a long time. Are you hungry and don't have any money?"

She handed the two pancakes to Zhang Jiuyang and said with a smile: "Everyone has difficulties when they are away from home, so these two pancakes are given to you. Don't dislike them."

"Thank you."

Zhang Jiuyang took the cake.

Suru hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked in a low voice: "Little brother, I just felt like... the boss is here, do you recognize him? His name is Chen Er, he hasn't been home for many days..."

Zhang Jiuyang opened his mouth slightly, and after a long moment, he slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

The light in the woman's eyes dimmed instantly, but she still smiled gently and said, "Sorry to bother you."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her back, feeling a little complicated.

This gentle and virtuous woman is destined not to wait for her husband to return.

Just when he was a little moved, the second master's voice sounded faintly.

"Boy, I kind of regret it."

"You are not allowed to talk to my Suru from now on. I'm afraid Suru won't be able to stand it if you act like a handsome young boy for a long time."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

Return to the inn.

Zhang Jiuyang, Yue Ling and Ah Li surrounded the second master.

Li Yan was transferred here on an emergency basis. He had other tasks and had already left last night.

Yue Ling held the Dragon Bird Sword with an indifferent expression, not even looking at Zhang Jiuyang.

His handsome face is like a winter plum.

"Tell me, what's the secret of the underworld?"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and broke the silence first, introducing Yue Ling to the second master.

"This is Yue Ling, the Marquis of Qintian Prison. She is my best friend and the most just, brave, and kind person I have ever met. I completely believe in her. Second Master, feel free to say anything you want. "

Yue Ling glanced at him from the corner of her eye, a smile flashed in her eyes, and then disappeared instantly.

This guy is probably taking the opportunity to say nice things.

Do you really think I'm a flatterer?

She slowly put down the Dragon Bird Sword and said, "Zhang Jiuyang, Ah Li, you should also sit down."

Zhang Jiuyang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, looked at each other and finally sat down.

The second master looked at Zhang Jiuyang with a complex expression, and sighed: "Your boy's background is really strong. Ming Wang Yue Ling is so famous that he has been admired for a long time."

Yue Ling clasped her fists and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Zouyin Second Master Chen, I have admired you for a long time."

"Are you Qin Tianjian... also going to interfere in the affairs of the underworld?"

Yue Ling's eyes brightened when he heard this, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Six hundred years ago, our supervisor Zhuge Imperial Master carried the Nine Provinces Cauldron into the underworld, just to avenge that city."

"He once said that if the underworld kills one of my common people, he will slaughter ten thousand Yin soldiers, kill a hundred people, and destroy millions. Don't say that he was unpredicted."

"Six hundred years later, although we in Qin Tianjian are far less heroic than Zhuge Imperial Master, we are not afraid of life or death, nor are we afraid of trouble."

After a pause, she said word by word: "The human world is the home of the people, not anyone's battlefield."

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked by the fierce heroic spirit in those eyes and the resounding feminine style.

"No wonder you are called Prince Ming..."

The second master sighed: "Sure enough, I just got the wrong name, not the wrong nickname."

"That's all, I'll tell you everything."

He said solemnly: "The Yin people can only help the Yin soldiers do one thing, and that is to kill people."

"Kill who?"

"A person whose bones weigh more than seven taels of gold."

Yue Ling frowned slightly.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, and he said thoughtfully: "Weighing bones to tell fortunes?"

The second master nodded and said in surprise: "Yes, boy, you know a lot."

Zhang Jiuyang did not answer. The reason why he knew how to tell fortunes by weighing bones was because he was influenced by his grandfather in his previous life.

When he was a child, his grandfather had many books in his home, one of which was called "Yuan Tiangang's Bone Weighing and Fortune Telling Technique". After reading it, he felt it was very magical, and he even did the math for himself and found that the bones weighed two and a half.

A short-lived life without karma means nothing, and a life full of disasters.

Frequent misfortunes and adversities lead to life-long hardship and failure.

It was so bad that Zhang Jiuyang was so angry that he immediately threw the book away and shouted about feudal superstition.

In fact, the so-called bone weighing and fortune telling does not weigh human bones, but the weight of the horoscope.

In "Yuan Tiangang's Bone Weighing Fortune Telling Technique", it is believed that a person's horoscopes have weight and are closely related to their destiny. The year, month, day and hour of birth all have different weights.

For example, if a person is born on the first day of the first lunar month of the Jiazi year, the bone of the Jiazi year weighs one or two qian, the bone of the first lunar month weighs six qian, the bone of the first day of the lunar month weighs five qian, and the bone of the child hour weighs one liang or six qian, then added together it is The bones weigh three liang and nine qian.

Looking at the corresponding comment poems, we can know the eight-character destiny.

In this life, there will be no luck, and all the hard work will be in vain.

I worked hard to build a family, but when I got there, I was in a dream.

In "Yuan Tiangang's Bone Weighing and Fortune-telling Technique", the lightest human bone weight is 2 liang and the heaviest is 7 liang and 2. When a bone weighs 7 liang and 2, it can be called a dragon or a phoenix among men. This can be seen from the criticism poems. .

It is rare to be born in this world, and this person has accumulated good deeds for ten generations.

The purple microscopic light in the sky comes to take care of the destiny, and rules all the people to enjoy peace.

This is the emperor's order.

"Weighing bones to tell fortunes, a bone weighing seven or two is the highest. Where can someone taller come from?"

Zhang Jiuyang said puzzledly.

"There is a kind of person who is born with two souls and is born with wisdom. He is a genius no matter what he does. He can say shocking words at a young age. Such a person's bones weigh more than seven taels of money!"

The second master said solemnly: "This is the kind of person we, the Yin Travelers, are looking for."

When Yue Ling heard this, she glanced at Zhang Jiuyang.

"What happens after you find it?"

"Kill him. If you can't kill him yourself, report it to the Yin soldiers and ask the army to cross the border."

Yue Ling's eyes flashed, no wonder the Yin soldiers always came suddenly when crossing the border, and they marched in a hurry, as if they had some urgent purpose.

"The soul of such a person has a faint golden light, but it will dissipate when he gets older and is difficult to find. Therefore, you can only have a chance to discover it before he is nine years old."

"But those are children!"

The second master's voice trembled slightly as he said: "But if we wanderers in the underworld don't do these things, we will be punished by the underworld. Our souls will be hooked into hell at night and suffer the punishment of ice, fire, pulling out tongues and frying them. We can't help but You choose.”

"It is because we feel guilty that we usually help others to get rid of disasters, which can be regarded as paying off our debts to the underworld."

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

It turns out that the lineage of the underworld people does this kind of thing.

No wonder no one dared to tell, because once it was told, not only would it betray the underworld, but it would also be hated by others.

At that time, no matter in the underworld or the world of the living, there would be no place for them to stay!

"Okay, I have said everything I should say. Do you have anything else to ask?"

Perhaps because he had said this secret that had been sealed in his heart for many years, the second master felt much more relaxed and completely let go.

Yue Ling was silent for a moment, then took out a cloth bag and took out a hideous and ugly head from it.

Green face and fangs, eyes like copper bells, but his head was broken by someone alive.

"Thank you for telling me about the underworld. The next question I want to ask is... related to Huangquan."

She placed the head in front of the Second Master and said, "Do you recognize this evil spirit?"

The Second Master's pupils condensed and said, "This is the Skinner, the evil spirit raised by the Painted Skin Master, who is responsible for harvesting skins for him. You killed him."

Zhang Jiuyang was refreshed and asked, "Does the Painted Skin Master you are talking about have a sharp and hoarse voice, like an old eunuch?"

The Second Master was surprised and said, "Have you seen him too?"

A trace of urgency flashed in Yue Ling's eyes, and she asked, "What does the Painted Skin Master look like? Where is he?"

Although the affairs of the underworld are of great importance, they are too far away. The Huangquan organization is the cancer growing on Daqian, and it is a chronic disease that must be eliminated as soon as possible!

If the Painted Skin Master can be caught, it is equivalent to prying a hole in Huangquan, and maybe the identity of Tianzun can be dug out.

In this way, Zhang Jiuyang will not have to risk his life to break into Huangquan.

The second master smiled bitterly and said, "How would I know? I only met him once. He was wearing a mask and was quite powerful. If I hadn't noticed the problem in advance and burned incense to ask the dragon girl for help, I might have been skinned alive by him."

"Did he fight with the dragon girl?"

Zhang Jiuyang thought of the beautiful figure in white clothes with unfathomable magic power and couldn't help asking.

The second master nodded in a solemn voice and said, "It's a draw."

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