The God and Buddha are actually me

The night is getting darker.

Yue Ling still didn't sleep, but was waiting for a reply.

Ever since she discovered that the Moon God was probably a concubine in the palace, she had trouble sleeping and eating, as if something was stuck in her throat. Except for Zhang Jiuyang, she had no one to discuss such a big matter.

I don't know how long it took, but with Qingji's shout, the letter finally arrived.

She quickly cut the wax on the envelope and unfolded the letter paper.

"You know what's going on, don't worry."

Zhang Jiuyang's handwriting reflected in her eyes, flowing and flowing, free and uninhibited.

"Don't worry if you have too many debts, and don't feel itchy if you have too many lice. Whether it's the painting master or the moon god, it's all a stubborn disease of Da Gan. It should be noted that three feet of ice cannot be frozen in a day, so there is no need to be anxious."

"In addition, if you may be beheaded, even if the emperor is really dead (crossed out) and passes away, what will happen?"

"The world belongs to the people of the world. As long as the people's hearts and minds are still there, the great cadres will be there."

"Aren't you Qin Tianjian always bleeding and sacrificing for the lives of ordinary people? In my opinion, this is precisely your strongest point, and it is also the secret that has not decayed after six hundred years."

Seeing these words, Yue Ling felt her heart tremble, and her heart surged like a tide. The idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor that she had accepted for many years made her feel a little treasonous, but she could not refute it.

A certain string deep in my heart seemed to be deeply touched.

She recalled the first case she came to Qintian Prison, which was to hunt down a snake monster that liked to eat children. She looked at the children she rescued, as well as the parents who came to recognize each other, and watched the happy reunion of the family. and joy.

That kind of sense of accomplishment is unmatched even by being promoted to an official position.

Six hundred years ago, Zhuge Qixing, the first supervisor of the Qintian Prison, left a stone monument to the Qintian Prison, which was erected in the center of the Qintian Prison. Every Si Chen who passed the examination and was about to take office would swear an oath under the stone monument.

Under the stele are buried Zhuge Qixing's clothes, and only four words are engraved on the stele.

Get rid of harm for the people!

"You...you are so brave, you even dare to say such things."

Although Yue Ling was complaining, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes under the candlelight.

Unknowingly, all the hesitation and confusion she felt during this period of time disappeared. Zhang Jiuyang only said a few words, but it was as if the clouds had cleared and the sun appeared.

She continued to look down.

"Therefore, our top priority is not high in the temple, but far away in the rivers and lakes. In a word, kill the evil spirits first and keep the people safe. This is more important than anything else."

"Compared to the Moon God, the Painted Skin Master is the first target we need to eliminate. I have found out that his home base is in Yangzhou. The next move may be made there..."

Yue Ling nodded, agreeing very much with Zhang Jiuyang's plan.

The power of the Painted Skin Master is pervasive, and he himself is cruel and murderous. He not only has one skinner under his command, but his base is in the richest city of Yangzhou.

This cancer must be eliminated as soon as possible!

The most important thing is that Zhang Jiuyang has already formed a mortal enemy with the painting owner in the underworld, and his actions against him are justifiable and will not attract suspicion. On the contrary, it can enhance his prestige.

Only by being more ferocious and powerful than those evil spirits can you suppress them and gain their sincere recognition and respect.

Painting Skin Master is undoubtedly a good stepping stone.

Soon she came to the end of the letter.

"I know you like to read stories. When we wipe out the underworld in the future, I will write a book about our experiences. Maybe it will sell well. It doesn't matter even if it fails. There is a saying in my hometown that I like very much. Today and You share.”

After a pause, she saw the last sentence written by Zhang Jiuyang.

"Our names may not be known to anyone, but our business... will last forever."

Yue Ling's heart was shocked, and she thought of the tombs in the Qintian Prison Cemetery, and the six-hundred-year-old wind and frost swords. The names engraved on many tombstones were blurred, and no relevant records could be found.

But every time she went to worship, she was touched in an indescribable way.

After reading the letter, her heart surged.

Suddenly I really want to see Zhang Jiuyang.

However, she is now confined to Baihu Pavilion again, and she may not be able to leave in a short time. However, after Zhang Jiuyang's encouragement, she is now full of fighting spirit and confident.

"Go and call in all the cases of missing boys and girls during this period. If there is a body missing a Tianling cover, give me the file immediately!"

Following her order, the White Tiger Pavilion was mobilized and a large number of files were collected.

Even Lao Gao, who was sleeping, was called up to read the files together.

"Yuetou, I just fell asleep. Besides, isn't it always the people from Tianji Pavilion who are responsible for finding the files?"

Lao Gao said sleepily.

Yue Ling glanced at him sideways, and the majesty in her eyes immediately cheered him up and he sat up straight.

"Learn more from Zhang Jiuyang. How can we, the Qintian Prisoners, be so slack?"

"No clues found, no sleep tonight!"

"yes!"

She looked in the direction of Qingzhou and sighed to herself. Zhang Jiuyang was probably thinking very hard now about how to deal with the Painted Skin Master.

She couldn't hold back and searched all night to see if she could provide Zhang Jiuyang with some useful information.

…

Qingzhou City, Jiaofang Division.

"Sir, come and eat a grape, I'll peel it for you~"

"Sir, I'll give you a leg kick~"

"Sir, how do you sing the little song of the slave family? Do you want to dance for you again?"

"Son..."

In the room, Zhang Jiuyang ordered more than a dozen girls at once. The air was filled with the smell of powder and rouge.

Tonight he ordered a dragon fish feast and successfully got Ah Li and Qingji drunk. Then he sneaked out alone and went to the most famous Jiaofangsi in Qingzhou City under the influence of alcohol.

Unlike ordinary brothels, Jiaofangsi is an official brothel and a state-owned enterprise. Many women in it were once ladies from noble families. They were trained in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood, and their temperament was naturally good.

Think about it, here you may meet the daughter of your former superior, and think about your superior's condescending attitude towards you...

And the songs and dances of Jiaofangsi are also unique. Some powerful prostitutes can even go to the capital to perform for the emperor.

Of course, the expenses are much greater than those of ordinary brothels. It is an absolute den of money.

For example, the dragon and phoenix candle, it takes ten taels of silver to renew the candle before the candle burns out, otherwise the girls will refuse to come.

A candle can only be lit for a quarter of an hour, and the night is long. The cost of lighting alone is a considerable expense.

In addition, singing, dancing, and drinking all cost money, and they are much more expensive than outside. Even the entrance fee is one or two silver coins.

If you like a girl and are ready to spend a night with her, you have to pay extra.

So a night of spring is really worth a thousand gold.

Zhang Jiuyang was trapped in the flowers, feeling the gentle voices and attentive service around him, and finally felt comfortable all over.

Of course, he was just looking for something new.

Before the Hundred Days Pass, he was quite looking forward to it, but after the Hundred Days Pass was completed, as his desire gradually subsided, he was not so eager.

What's more terrible is that perhaps because he has been with Yue Ling for a long time and has seen the beauty of the dragon girl, his vision has been improved too much.

Although these women are good, compared with those two, they are immediately dwarfed and cannot be mentioned in the same breath.

Moreover, as his cultivation broke through to the third realm, his eyesight was greatly improved.

With just a casual glance, he could clearly see the flaws and filth that could not be covered under the thick makeup.

Unlike Yue Ling, even if you get close, you can't see the slightest flaw. Her skin is white and flawless, crystal clear, and her facial features are extremely handsome.

Why did he think of Yue Ling again?

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head quickly. Now is the time to enjoy.

But then again, why do I always feel a little uneasy when I use the money given by Yue Ling to visit the Jiaofangsi?

If she knew...

Hiss!

She must not know!

"Sir, do you want to continue lighting candles?"

The women in the Jiaofangsi were particularly enthusiastic about Zhang Jiuyang. After all, serving such a handsome and elegant young man is much more comfortable than serving those old men.

It was that this handsome young man seemed to have some problems in that aspect. No matter how they teased him, he was not moved. He seemed to be intoxicated, but in fact, he had a faint sense of alienation.

"No more, it's getting late, my wife must be waiting anxiously."

Zhang Jiuyang made up a random excuse and prepared to leave.

Some things are always imagined to be very beautiful before experiencing them, but when you really experience them, you will find that they are just that.

Their charm is far inferior to Yue Ling and Longnv, let alone Su Nu.

It's boring.

"Young Master, can your wife be more beautiful than us sisters combined?"

The girls were a little indignant, their voices were resentful, and their eyes were pitiful.

Zhang Jiuyang waved his hand and smiled, "My wife is a little fierce. Be careful that she will go to the brothel with a knife. If that happens, my life will be in danger."

He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.

"Young lady, you can't go up!"

"Looking for someone? You can't go up no matter who you look for without paying the entrance fee!"

"Come on, catch her for me, be careful not to hurt such a beautiful woman..."

"Ouch, lady, spare me, lady, spare me!"

Then, Zhang Jiuyang heard a series of clattering sounds and the screams of the guards from the Jiaofang Division.

Trample, tramp, tramp...

The slender figure slowly went upstairs, with light footsteps. If it weren't for Zhang Jiuyang's great improvement in cultivation and hearing, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.

Master!

The figure finally stopped in front of Zhang Jiuyang's door. Through the candlelight, a graceful and beautiful figure could be vaguely seen.

There was a thunder in Zhang Jiuyang's mind. Could it be that Yue Ling really came to find him?

Fuck, it's over!

He felt guilty for no reason, but then he thought, why should he feel guilty?

Yue Ling is just his online friend, not his real wife. It's not against the law for a bachelor to go out and have some fun. Why should she care about me?

But even though he thought so in his heart, he still felt a little uneasy.

"Sir, is this your wife?"

"So... so scary..."

The girls hugged each other and trembled.

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and was about to speak when he heard a voice outside the door, ethereal and clear, cold and moving.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I'm looking for you."

This voice...

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly opened the door and saw the snow-white flawless lotus skirt, the cloud belt around the waist, embellished with rings and pendants, the long hair to the waist, like flowing brocade, decorated with glass hairpins.

Although she was wearing a veil, covering her stunning appearance, her glass-colored pupils were like the bright moon in the depths of the blue waves, bright and flawless, without dust.

Who else could have such a cold and aloof temperament other than the dragon girl who once appeared in a stunning appearance?

The girls opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the extraordinary woman in front of them.

He really didn't lie.

How could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?

Not to mention all of them combined, even if the twelve most famous courtesans in Yangzhou City were moved here, they would be eclipsed in front of her...

With such a lady, it's no wonder that he was indifferent to our teasing.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I don't like the taste here."

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