The God and Buddha are actually me

"Give me... the skin..."

The man seemed to be possessed. Even though he was about to die, he still looked at the tiger skin with longing in his eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head, knowing that there was nothing to say to such a person.

He had been completely brainwashed by the Painted Skin Master. If he wanted to find out something, he could only search his soul.

The magic power under his feet was running, shattering his heart veins.

The man's eyes began to dim, and finally returned to complete silence, but his eyes were still directed towards the tiger skin. Even until his death, he was obsessed with this layer of skin.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath, sucked his soul directly out of his body, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Divine power to eat ghosts!

Without that layer of skin, the man had almost no cultivation. The impact of resentment was no different from a breeze to Zhang Jiuyang now.

In his mind, the man's memory was like a picture for him to read.

Today, with the improvement of his cultivation, Zhang Jiuyang found that he was more calm and objective when eating ghosts. In the past, when he devoured Yunniang's soul, he would feel emotional and put himself into it.

But now, he is like an absolutely calm bystander, neither sad nor happy, quietly watching other people's lives, as if reading a book or looking at a painting.

Looking for the clues he wanted.

Soon, he got what he wanted.

The man's name is Zhao Hu, a hunter on Tiger Hill. Relying on his skilled hunting skills, although he is not rich, he has no worries about food and drink and lives a stable life.

But he has a demon-like obsession, which is to hunt a tiger.

His father was bitten to death while hunting a tiger.

For this reason, he constantly practiced hunting techniques and studied the living habits of tigers. Finally, he hunted the first tiger. From then on, he was unstoppable.

The second, the third, the fourth...

His skills became more and more proficient, and he also developed a secret medicine specifically for tigers. If he put it in food, even the fierce tigers would fall into a coma and be slaughtered.

In this way, he became a famous tiger hunter.

Many dignitaries came to him to order tiger skins, tiger bones, tiger whips and other items. He also made a fortune, married a beautiful wife, and gave birth to two lovely children.

If it were someone else, he might not do the dangerous business of tiger hunting anymore, but Zhao Hu was different. He always had a great interest in tiger hunting.

After killing all the tigers here, he went to other mountains, and when he killed all the tigers, he went to the next mountain.

And regardless of size, male or female, he would catch them all in one net and kill them without mercy!

Over time, his home was filled with large and small tiger skins and precious tiger bones. Some people said that there were often tiger roars in his home at night, but he never heard it.

Someone advised him that God is merciful and tigers are also living creatures. If you kill too many of them, you will be punished. But he always laughed it off.

Until one day, a fierce tiger came to Huqiu Mountain.

It turned out to be the rarest white tiger, as big as a calf, and its roar was like thunder.

Zhao Hu was very excited and quickly set up traps to hunt this precious white tiger, but he didn't expect that the other party was very smart and didn't even look at the pheasant with hidden drugs, and even had a hint of mockery in his eyes.

After that, Zhao Hu's nightmare began.

The white tiger sneaked into his home and bit to death the hunting dog he had raised since he was a child. Not only did it not eat it, but it put the head of the hunting dog next to his pillow.

After waking up, Zhao Hu was shocked and angry. This was clearly a provocation. He had hunted tigers all his life, but this was the first time he was insulted like this.

He expected that the white tiger would come again, so he set up many traps at home and waited for it to come to his door.

A few days later, the white tiger really came, but the evil wind was blowing and the tiger roared, and all his traps were blown away by the evil wind. One of the wooden spikes happened to pierce his wife's neck and died on the spot.

Zhao Hu will never forget the mocking look the white tiger gave him when he was crying while holding his wife's body.

At that time, he realized that it was a tiger that had become a spirit and was here to take revenge on him!

The white tiger did not eat him, but planned to torture him slowly and take revenge bit by bit.

Zhao Hu hated him so much that after burying his wife, he vowed to take revenge.

The next day, he regrouped and tried his best to hunt down the evil tiger, but they were all resolved by it one by one.

That night, the white tiger ate one of his children.

Zhao Hu finally understood that every time he lost a game, the white tiger would take the life of someone around him, first the hunting dog, then his wife, and then the child...

Until the end, it would eat him again!

In order to protect his last child, he put aside all his dignity and pride, knelt in front of the white tiger, bowed his head and cried bitterly, waiting to be killed.

However, the white tiger still looked at him with that mocking look, and then ate his last child in his desperate cry.

The white tiger left, as if to say, you still have one last chance.

Zhao Hu, who had lost everything, wanted to jump off the cliff to commit suicide, but he met a person who changed his fate. It was a woman in red clothes named Xiu Niang.

Xiu Niang said that the white tiger was the child of one of the tigers he hunted that year, and now he has cultivated successfully and came back to take revenge.

However, although the white tiger is powerful, it has a fatal weakness, that is, it is in the critical period of transformation. Every night, it has to bathe in a mountain spring deep in Huqiu Mountain and absorb the moonlight.

When bathing, the tiger demon will take off his skin and put it on the shore. At this time, Zhao Hu can rush up to snatch the tiger skin and put it on himself. At that time, he will gain the power to defeat the tiger demon. .

She specially warned that the tiger demon will successfully transform tonight, so you must put the tiger skin on your body immediately after grabbing it, otherwise once it is taken back, you will lose hope of dealing with the tiger demon forever.

Zhao Hu, who was eager for revenge, found the mountain spring exactly as Xiu Niang said, sprinkled powder on his body to mask the smell, and then ambush in advance.

In fact, as the embroiderer said, the white tiger came at night, took off its skin, and turned into a naked man, soaking comfortably in the mountain spring.

Zhao Hu ran decisively to the shore and snatched the white tiger skin. He ignored the man who shouted loudly and had a look of panic on his face, and put on the tiger skin.

Immediately afterwards, powerful power emerged in his body, as if a stream of air rushed through his throat. When he opened his mouth and shouted, what came out was a roar as powerful as thunder.

He turned into a white tiger and bit the man to death, disembowelled him and ripped out his heart. Driven by animality and hatred, he ate the man.

It was also at that moment that Zhao Hu felt that he had turned into a beast. Although he was still conscious, he gradually began to lose himself.

At first he tried to resist, but as he continued to drink blood, he finally fell into it completely and became it.

He killed the white tiger, but became a new white tiger.

That tiger skin has a strange magical power that can turn people into beasts and sink them into it, treating it as a supreme treasure.

But tiger skin is not forever bad.

Whenever the tiger skin is damaged, the embroiderer will appear and sew the skin back for it, using bones as needles and hair as threads.

For the tiger skin, it had to obey the orders of the embroiderer, often killing people who came into the mountain, and then digging out the heart and human skin.

Recently, the skull has been dug out.

In fact, sometimes when it is awake, it will also wonder, why is the embroiderer so skilled in mending this piece of tiger skin?

Why does she always show up just right?

Although there was a trace of doubt in his heart, his increasingly animal nature made him give up thinking, not to mention that he could no longer live without the tiger skin.

More than a month ago, the embroiderer took a tattered white tiger skin from somewhere, and with a pair of ingenious hands, she perfectly sewn the two tiger skins into one piece.

Since then, its power has become stronger, and it has also gained the magical power of being a ghost and controlling the wind. With its brand-new tiger skin, it successfully killed the old Taoist priest who had been hunting it in the mountains and turned it into a monster. He became a ghost, seducing others on his behalf.

The price is that as its power continues to grow, it becomes more violent and bloodthirsty, and when it smells the smell of the heart, it salivates and becomes extremely hungry.

…

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes, looking thoughtful.

After reading Zhao Hu's memory, he found that there were many doubts in it.

The woman named Xiu Niang must be the subordinate of the Painted Skin Master. The so-called White Tiger's revenge must be a good show planned by her.

She just wanted to change the owner of the white tiger skin.

Zhao Hu may have been targeted by her after he became an unparalleled tiger hunter. This woman was so cruel and scheming that even after Zhao Hu's family was killed, he still wanted to become her pet and be raped by others. used.

Embroiderer...

Zhang Jiuyang wrote down this name. This woman's deep scheming and vicious methods should not be underestimated. Moreover, she should be an important subordinate of the painting owner, because the hearts, human skins and skulls collected by Zhao Hu were all given to her. .

From beginning to end, Zhao Hu never saw the painting master once.

"Brother Zhang... Master Zhang, this tiger monster is actually a human? What is going on?"

Seeing that the victory was decided, Liu Zifeng and his junior sister walked out of the mountain temple, looked at the man's body, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

It's not that they don't want to draw their swords to help, but they are self-aware that in this level of fighting, they will only be held back.

Zhang Jiuyang turned around and saw that the two people looked at him with more awe in their eyes, but less intimacy.

It was as if he was looking at a high and mighty figure.

Su Lingshan, who was enthusiastic and generous and was ready to give him money as soon as they met, had evasive eyes and a very reserved posture at the moment.

He sighed softly and said: "I am not an immortal master, nor do I mean to deceive you. I, Zhang Jiuyang, am just a wild Taoist priest. If you two don't dislike me, just call me Brother Zhang."

Hearing this, Liu Zifeng seemed to be relieved and said with a smile: "Okay, then we will boldly call you Brother Zhang."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and smiled, then looked at Zhao Hu's body and said, "He was originally a human, but he turned into a tiger demon only because he wore this layer of tiger skin."

Su Lingshan looked at the tiger skin in his hand, shuddered, and said, "If you put on the tiger skin, will you become a tiger?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said solemnly: "This skin is weird. Ordinary people may not be able to resist its temptation, so I will accept it first."

"Of course, you were the one who got rid of the demon, Brother Zhang. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't even be alive. That Taoist Master Jingxing is so abominable!"

Su Lingshan stamped her feet and bit her silver teeth.

At this moment, a voice floated out.

"I almost killed you all, so I apologize!"

The person who spoke was actually Jingxing's head, which was thrown aside by Zhang Jiuyang, but what was different from before was that the Taoist Master's eyes were clear at this moment, and he had no evil thoughts at all. Instead, he showed guilt and regret.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved.

Master Jingxing was originally a kind-hearted person. He became an accomplice only because he became a ghost and his mind was twisted. This matter cannot be blamed entirely on him.

With the death of the tiger demon, although Master Jingxing regained his clarity, he will not have much time left and will soon disappear.

His head became more and more transparent.

"I have killed so many people and deserve to die. If you two young heroes don't mind, you can take the talismans and magic tools I carry with you and use them as a self-defense. It can be regarded as a little compensation from me."

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Jiuyang again.

"Thank you for getting rid of this monster, so that I won't have to help the evil. But my little Taoist skill can't help you."

"Under the third pine tree next to the mountain temple, there are my incomplete bones. You can take my ashes back to Wanfu Tower in Yangzhou. Considering that I have worked diligently for the sect to subdue demons for decades, they should give you some rewards, and I can return to my roots."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and said, "Don't you have relatives?"

Generally speaking, people are willing to let their relatives keep their ashes.

Jingxing said calmly, "I am alone and have no worries. My only relative is my master, who has also been buried."

"It is my greatest wish to return to Wanfu Tower."

Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I will take your ashes back to Wanfu Tower."

Jingxing's eyes showed gratitude. At the last moment when his soul dissipated, he closed his eyes and recited a passage devoutly.

"Chi Yao holds the magic talisman, and writes the book with a red heart."

"Eliminate the demons and the world will be clean, drive away the evil and the sun and moon will be bright..."

The voice dissipated in the wind and stopped abruptly.