The God and Buddha are actually me

Not long after, Yue Ling returned to Qingzhou again, but unlike the heavy mood when she left, she felt particularly relaxed this time.

Watch until the clouds open and the moon shines brightly.

He did so and did not break his promise.

Then she can't break her promise.

Carrying half a jar of fine wine, he traveled more than 800 miles.

She didn't even wear armor, and came with a knife, a person, and a horse on a starry night.

When the horse's hooves crossed the border of Qingzhou, she actually felt relaxed as if she had returned to her hometown of Jizhou.

After entering Qingzhou City, she did not go to see Zhang Jiuyang immediately. Instead, she bought some roast chicken for dinner and a set of four treasures of the study.

After thinking about it, I bought some pink dresses for Ah Li.

But when she came to the door carrying a lot of things, she saw little Ali Nyan throwing herself at her, hugging her tightly and not letting go, with tears in her eyes.

"Did Zhang Jiuyang bully you?"

Ah Li shook her head and said: "Sister Ming Wang, someone wants to be Ah Li's sister-in-law and is going to force Brother Ninth to marry him home!"

Yue Ling paused slightly.

Marry Zhang Jiuyang home?

"Ugh, that woman is so cruel. She even said that she wanted Brother Ninth to be used as a furnace and harvested until he was... shiny and clean!"

"Ah Li fought with her for three hundred rounds. They fought for seven days and seven nights without deciding the outcome. They cut down from the Nantian Gate to the Tushita Palace. It was like the sky was dark and the earth was dark..."

"Tell the important point."

"In Ah Li's heart, you will always be the only sister-in-law, Sister Ming Wang. How can you let others occupy Ninth Brother?"

"I gave Sister Ming Wang's name, but the woman said that you can only be a baby for Brother Ninth... Ugh!"

Zhang Jiuyang covered Ah Li's mouth with black lines on his face.

He told Ah Li that if he saw Yue Ling, he could file a complaint and add some insults.

After all, he is a tall and dignified man, so it is difficult to speak because of his face.

Unexpectedly, the little girl scared him half to death as soon as she opened her mouth.

How many heads do you, Ninth Brother, have that I can chop off with the Dragon Bird Sword?

Yue Ling looked at Zhang Jiuyang solemnly and said seriously.

"Did you get into some trouble? Is it related to Huang Quan?"

Zhang Jiuyang looked into her heroic eyes, shook his head and said: "It's not Huang Quan, but an evil spirit named Su Nu. In fact, after all, it's the trouble caused by lack of money."

Hearing this, Yue Ling raised his eyebrows.

"No money?"

She looked at Zhang Jiuyang in disbelief and said, "If you don't have money, just tell me. My grandmother is the head of the Shen family in Yangzhou. She has so much money that she can't spend it all."

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked.

The richest in Jiuzhou is no more than Yangzhou, and the richest in Yangzhou is no more than the Shen family.

That old lady Shen is a legendary figure. Although she is a woman, she dominates the shopping malls and has no disadvantages. She is not only the richest businessman in Yangzhou, but also has industries all over Jiuzhou.

It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that one is as rich as a country.

What's even more interesting is that Mrs. Shen's husband died young and she only has one biological daughter, but she has never been seen in public and she doesn't know where she married.

It is said that she eloped with a knight-errant, so Mrs. Shen broke up with him in anger and even erased her daughter's name from the family tree.

But now Zhang Jiuyang knows that the so-called breakup is just a show for others.

Because when Yue Ling mentioned her grandmother, her attitude seemed very close and natural.

Mrs. Shen’s daughter is actually married to Duke Dingguo, who holds 200,000 Jizhou iron troops!

Good guy, if the army and the plutocrats join forces, which emperor can sleep well?

No wonder there is a drama about mother and daughter breaking up.

"Zhang Jiuyang, if you are short of money in the future, just tell me that although Qingzhou is poor, my grandmother still bought some properties."

"The Zuiyue Restaurant, Songhe Inn, Shen's Gold Shop, Lianyun Pawnshop and Lin's Cloth Shop in Qingzhou City are all my grandmother's properties."

"Which one do you like? I'll give it to you."

She felt a little sad when she thought of her friend who went through life and death just for a mere five hundred taels of gold.

He is obviously a hero, killing spies, taking the blame, and risking a narrow escape to sneak into the most terrifying and darkest place in the world, just to restore peace to the world.

Such people, because of their meager little money, have to set up a stall to tell fortunes, be despised by others, and work hard.

Yue Ling absolutely couldn't accept it.

Zhang Jiuyang listened to those industries, which one was not a well-known name in Qingzhou?

Is this what is called being slightly settled?

He took a breath, how rich was the Yangzhou Shen family?

"Forget it, don't choose, I'll give it to you."

Yue Ling waved her hand and directly helped him make a decision.

"When I get back, I'll ask Qingji to send you all the land deeds."

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang finally understood a sentence deeply.

A woman will only affect the speed at which I can draw my sword, but a rich woman will give me a good sword.

He sighed and said, "Do you know that your whole body is shining with light now?"

Let the light shine?

Yue Ling was a little confused, but she heard Ah Li suddenly say: "I know, it's the golden light of gold!"

Ah Li has been completely conquered by Yue Ling, and her sister-in-law's balance has completely tipped towards the shining golden Yue Ling.

Wuwuwu, I'm sorry Sister Longnu, it's not that you are bad, but Sister Mingwang... she gave too much!

"Okay, let's talk about that plain girl, what kind of trouble did you encounter?"

Yue Ling sat down and opened the wine in his hand. The smell was fragrant and alluring.

"The prisoner snatched it and gave me some fine wine. Let's drink and chat."

She sat down with a big horse and a golden sword, very heroic and unrestrained.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and sat down to eat meat and drink with her, and told her the story of Su Nu in full.

"Gudong! Gudong!"

Yue Ling was still a big drinker, a hero among women, drinking bowl after bowl of fine wine without any rest.

Perhaps it was because of the century-old wine, a hint of drunkenness appeared on her beautiful face, her starry eyes were bright, her nose was straight and pretty, and her white jade face seemed to be stained with morning glow.

"You are my peripheral, and I will take care of your affairs."

"Those who want to touch me, don't even look at what they are, a dirty bitch who flirts with their heads and poses!"

The murderous aura in her voice became heavier, and her bright eyes were as cold as ice.

"Wait, I'll be back soon."

She stood up and raised the knife, but was grabbed by Zhang Jiuyang's wrist.

"You've been drinking, so let's wait until tomorrow."

"It's okay, just kill a little thief."

"Then let's go together!"

Yue Ling shook her head, threw the four treasures of the study to him, and said heroically: "No need, Mr. Liao Zhai, just start writing. Maybe before you finish the first page, I'll have returned with my head."

Zhang Jiuyang laughed and said: "Okay, then let's compete, is your knife faster or my pen faster!"

Yue Ling smiled slightly, and there was an indescribable confidence between his heroic eyebrows.

"Then you better hurry up, the loser will be punished with three bowls!"

"A gentleman's word."

"Four horses can't be taken back!"

The two clapped their hands to swear, Yue Ling laughed loudly, rode on the snow dragon horse, and rushed towards Nanping Mountain like a gust of wind and lightning.

Zhang Jiuyang began to write the story. He was not worried about Yue Ling's safety. Through the dream confrontation, Su Nu had some skills, but she was still far behind Yue Ling.

If she can't even deal with a Su Nu, then she is not Yue Ling.

Time passed by little by little, and just when his inspiration emerged, the Huangquan Order in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly vibrated.

The voice of the Moon God sounded, with a hint of imperceptible urgency.

"Yan Luo, are you still in Qingzhou?"

"Can you help me save someone?"

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