The God and Buddha are actually me

The morning light was dim.

When Zhang Jiuyang and others returned to the charity cemetery from Tiger Hill with Jingxing's ashes, Su Lingshan was shocked by the scene in front of them.

The originally intact charity cemetery was in a mess, with green blood on the ground.

"Brother Zhang, it's bad, your daughter..."

Su Lingshan was very anxious, but Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I told you, she is very fierce."

When everyone entered the charity cemetery, there were broken arms and limbs everywhere. The coffins were opened, but there was no body.

There was movement in the kitchen, as if someone was burning a fire.

Zhang Jiuyang came to the kitchen and saw the coffin keeper sitting there trembling, constantly putting firewood into the fire, burning a large black pot.

Liu Zifeng and Su Lingshan already knew that he was not a good person, and hurriedly asked where Ao Ya was.

The coffin keeper pointed to the pot tremblingly.

Su Lingshan screamed and lifted the lid of the pot despite the boiling heat, but the scene in front of her shocked her.

Ao Ya was lying in the pot and sleeping soundly, drooling and rubbing her calves with her feet. Her face was a little black from rubbing against the bottom of the pot.

Su Lingshan quickly took Ao Ya out and kept shaking her to wake her up.

"Awoo!"

Ao Ya was a little unhappy, sleepy, with dragon scales on her chin, as if she wanted to swallow this woman who dared to disturb her sleep, but a finger hit her head hard.

Ao Ya was furious, baring her teeth like a beast, but when she saw that it was Zhang Jiuyang, she immediately wilted, like an eggplant hit by frost, pouting, looking aggrieved.

"Don't kill me, it was the embroiderer who asked me to keep the corpse here!"

"It's none of my business!"

"Please, let me go..."

The coffin keeper knelt on the ground and begged. He was so scared that he didn't dare to look at Ao Ya.

This little girl was so scary. Not only did she bite the zombies to death, but she also imprisoned him and kept him burning for her all night!

Zhang Jiuyang reached out to wipe the pot ash off Ao Ya's face with a bit of amusement, thinking that he was exhausted from fighting the tiger demon, but you were so good that you had to steam in the sauna all night.

Ao Ya's morning mood came and went quickly. She showed Zhang Jiuyang a silly smile and pointed to the bottom of the pot.

It seemed that she was saying that it was very comfortable there and wanted to invite Zhang Jiuyang to sleep together.

Zhang Jiuyang touched her head, then looked at the coffin keeper, his expression gradually became colder.

"What's going on with this charity cemetery, and that embroiderer, tell me everything you know."

"I told you, can you not kill me?"

The coffin keeper showed a look of uneasiness in his eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang stared at him quietly, and then suddenly smiled.

"As long as what you say is valuable, I can spare your life."

Su Lingshan was a little anxious when she heard this. In her opinion, how could such a scum who helped the tyrant to harm countless people be let go?

But just as she was about to speak, she was grabbed by Liu Zifeng.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"

At this moment, in the eyes of the coffin keeper, Zhang Jiuyang was a dragon in human skin. He had no intention of resisting and told everything.

It turned out that this place was called Ruyi Inn, a black shop specializing in collecting human skin. The shopkeeper at that time was the embroiderer, who was the waiter here.

Later, it attracted the attention of the government, and the embroiderer changed this place into a charity cemetery. I don't know where she learned the method of raising corpses. After peeling the skin and digging out the heart, the remaining blood and flesh were just used to raise zombies.

The main one is not wasted.

"Why don't you see the embroiderer now?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked.

The coffin keeper looked dim and said, "After the inn was changed to the charity cemetery, the embroiderer rarely came again. She just asked me to look after the zombies here. Sometimes, I can only see her once every few months..."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a strange color.

No wonder he has been guarding the charity cemetery and is unwilling to escape. It turns out that he likes the embroiderer.

"What is your relationship with the embroiderer?"

Hearing this, the coffin keeper showed a trace of infatuation in his eyes and said, "We are husband and wife."

Zhang Jiuyang expressed doubt and said, "Really?"

The coffin keeper seemed to be stimulated by his doubt and said angrily, "Is the embroiderer and I done things that only husband and wife can do? Can't we still be considered husband and wife?"

"It's... When we do that kind of thing, she always asks me to change my clothes and asks me to speak in a shrill voice."

"What clothes?"

The coffin keeper came to a cabinet and took out a black robe and a black mask.

The moment he saw the mask, Zhang Jiuyang was shocked.

Painted Skin Master!

This is the Painted Skin Master's outfit!

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the coffin keeper with a playful expression. The embroiderer was quite playful. It must be said that this relationship was really messy.

"Do you think she likes you? She just asked you to pretend to be another man!"

Su Lingshan, who was also a woman, revealed the truth and stabbed his heart.

The coffin keeper laughed at himself and said, "Of course I know, but as long as she is happy, it's fine. It's just that recently, the man seems to have lost an eye and often loses his temper. She is particularly worried and has not come to see me for a long time."

After a pause, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "In fact, sometimes, I really want to see the man who makes her miss me so much!"

"Are you going to kill him?"

"No, I want to beg him to be nicer to the embroiderer and coax her. In this way, she will be in a good mood and may be willing to come to see me."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

Su Lingshan: "..."

Liu Zifeng: "..."

"I can't die yet. If I die, I will never see Xiu Niang again!"

"I know that I have done a lot of bad things and I have no conscience, but if I don't do it... the embroiderer will be unhappy..."

Zhang Jiuyang no longer wanted to hear any more.

"Ali."

The next moment, the pink knife flashed, and a thin red line appeared on the coffin keeper's neck. Because the knife was too fast and sharp, blood spurted out after a breath.

The coffin keeper covered his neck with one hand and pointed at Zhang Jiuyang with the other hand, his eyes widening as if asking him why he didn't keep his promise.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't need to speak, Ah Li's crisp voice sounded.

"Brother Jiu didn't kill you, Ah Li did."

…

One day later, in the pitch-black darkness, a sinister eye slowly opened. Its pupils were bloodshot, as if it had not had a good night's sleep in a long time.

"That thing is about to be born. During this period, you should stay there and not come back."

The painting owner's voice was hoarse and sharp, echoing around.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a figure in red standing quietly.

"Master, something happened in Huqiu Mountain. The tiger skin is missing, and the righteous village where the corpse was kept has also been reduced to ruins."

That bloody eye was filled with violence in an instant.

"Who did it? Qin Tianjian?"

The woman's voice was very gentle, and she said: "It shouldn't be the case. During this period, we have been secretly observing the Qintian Prison. They searched Yangzhou several times, but they couldn't make any trouble."

"I saw traces of Lei Fa on Huqiu Mountain, and in Yizhuang, it was..."

After a pause, she whispered: "It smells like a dragon."

The next moment, the voice of the painted skin owner suddenly sounded, full of resentment and anger.

"It's Brown San!"

"It's here to take revenge again. This beast is indeed very vengeful!"

"Last time I went to Qingzhou, it had its dragon horn broken by Yama Luo. I didn't dare to blame Yama Luo for this. Instead, I thought I had hidden the dragon pearl secretly and was unwilling to share it with it!"

"If it weren't for the fact that something like that was about to be born, and I needed to retreat to recharge my batteries and maintain my peak condition, I would have killed that beast long ago!"

The woman in red sighed softly when she heard this.

The recent trip to Qingzhou was a big blow to the master. Not only did he not get the Dragon Ball, but he was also discouraged by Yama, which made it difficult for the master, who was always proud and proud, to accept it.

Even Zong San, who used to be on good terms with his master, now turns against him.

It can be said that stealing the chicken but losing the rice resulted in heavy losses.

Yama……

The woman in red's eyes narrowed. Who is this person? He can actually make the master with great powers suffer setbacks, and he is so filled with hatred but helpless.

If she could help her master defeat Yama, would his master be willing to pay her a favor and touch her?

When she thought of this, her breathing became hot and her legs tightened slightly.

"Master, is it possible... that it's the white dragon?"

Thunder method, the smell of dragon, and the white dragon also meet these conditions.

The next moment, she saw the painting owner's eyes tremble suddenly, and there was even a fleeting hint of uneasiness and panic in the bloody one eye.

She suspected that she had seen it wrong. How could the master show such a look?

"The white dragon has probably become Yama's mount. If it is really a white dragon, it means..."

The painting owner's voice was filled with deep hatred.

"Yam Luo has also come to Yangzhou!"

The woman in red hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master, don't worry, Yangzhou is not Qingzhou. If Yama really dares to come, Xiu Niang will help you kill him——"

Snap!

A crisp slap sounded, with such force that Xiu Niang was slapped directly to the ground, and her beautiful face suddenly became red and swollen.

"You're a loser. You can't even handle the matter of tiger skin. You still want to kill Yama?"

When the word Yama was mentioned, the Painted Skin Master became particularly violent. He grabbed Xiu Niang's hair, lifted her off the ground, and looked down at those tearful eyes with a cold voice.

"Go and get the tiger skin back, otherwise... I will skin you!"

"Yes, Xiu Niang knows."

The woman in red had an extremely obedient attitude, and even had a sickly flush on her face. After turning around, she stroked her swollen face, feeling a little excited in her heart.

I'm so happy that the master's hand touched me...

…

On the Xijiang River, the boat moves slowly.

A figure stood on the bow of the ship, still dressed in white. His figure was slender and straight, like a jade tree. His long black hair was stuck sideways with a peach wood hairpin, floating slightly in the river breeze.

It was Zhang Jiuyang.

"Brother Zhang, let's take the water route along the Xijiang River. Once we pass the Bailu Gorge, we will find Dongyang Lake, the best lake in the world. It is said that the scenery there is unique in Yangzhou. The most prosperous Yangzhou City is near Dongyang Lake."

Liu Zifeng held his sword in front of him, looked at the calm water of the Xijiang River, and said with a smile: "Junior sister and I are going to Yangzhou City to attend Mrs. Shen's birthday banquet. Do you want to go with us?"

Su Lingshan nodded and said: "Old Mrs. Shen has always liked to make friends with strange people in the world. With your ability, Brother Zhang, you will definitely be regarded as a guest of honor!"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled lightly and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

He also wanted to meet Mrs. Shen, but it was not because of Yue Ling, but because of the Shen family.

As the most wealthy family in Yangzhou, the Shen family is undoubtedly the biggest local snake in Yangzhou. If Zhang Jiuyang wants to do things in Yangzhou, if he can get the help of the Shen family, he will be even more powerful.

If he wants to spread the faith of Wang Lingguan, the financial, material, and human resources of the Shen family, as well as their great reputation in Yangzhou, can help him greatly.

So Old Lady Shen is someone he must meet on this trip.

"Brother Zhang, since you also want to attend Old Lady Shen's birthday banquet, why don't you take the faster land route, but instead take a detour by water?"

Su Lingshan was puzzled.

After they crossed Tiger Hill, they entered the territory of Yangzhou. If they took the land route, they only needed to travel about a hundred miles to reach Yangzhou City, but they took a long detour by water.

Zhang Jiuyang picked up Ao Ya who wanted to jump into the water, shook his head and smiled, "I'm here to see a friend, she lives near Xijiang."

Su Lingshan saw the smile on Zhang Jiuyang's face when he mentioned "her" just now, and she was immediately refreshed, as if there was a gossip fire burning in her heart.

Her intuition told her that Brother Zhang's friend must be a woman!

Liu Zifeng was not as delicate as his junior sister. These days, he found that Zhang Jiuyang did not have the high-handed attitude of a cultivator. Instead, he was quite free and easy, so he spoke more easily.

"Brother Zhang, when we get to Yangzhou City, I will introduce you to a few friends. They are all famous chivalrous women in the world. It is not a problem for you to always be alone with your children."

"This man must have a woman."

Liu Zifeng did not understand the look of his junior sister, but was surprised and said: "Junior sister, are your eyes uncomfortable? Come and blow them for you."

Zhang Jiuyang turned around and swore that he would never travel alone with a couple again.

He ate dog food all the way.

It was the boatman who spoke up to resolve the embarrassment.

"This young man, the friend you said you want to meet lives near Xijiang River?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded.

The boatman was a little surprised and said, "That's strange. The water of Xijiang River used to be turbulent, and many people were drowned. The banks often broke, and no one dared to live near it."

Liu Zifeng was puzzled and said, "Old man, I don't think the water of Xijiang River is turbulent. It is beautiful and picturesque. How can it be as dangerous as you say?"

The boatman shook his head and said, "Young master, you don't know. I don't know why Xijiang River suddenly became calm during this period. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to walk this road."

"Some people say that a dragon king came to Xijiang River, and some people say that the monster that caused trouble in Xijiang River was eliminated by a passing expert..."

Suddenly, the raindrops fell, not heavy, and splashed a little water on the calm Xijiang River.

The water vapor around was condensed and turned into wisps of mist.

A figure walked on the water, and the slender figure was looming in the mist, and it seemed to be holding an umbrella in his hand.

The boatman paddled desperately, but strangely, the boat did not move at all, as if the entire Xijiang River had frozen.

Liu Zifeng quickly drew his sword and waited attentively.

"Brother Zhang, have we encountered a monster?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, his voice calm.

"It's not a monster, but my friend is here."

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