The God and Buddha are actually me

The ghost eye went into his stomach.

A huge sense of satisfaction instantly surrounded Zhang Jiuyang, like drinking ice in summer, all the pores of his body were extremely comfortable, and most importantly, the hunger that penetrated deep into his bones was finally satisfied.

His abdomen emitted thunderous sounds, and the picture of Zhong Kui chewing a ghost in his mind shone brightly. The Zhong Kui in the picture seemed to come alive, and his murderous aura was overwhelming.

The ghost eye is an extremely yin thing. Ordinary people take it like eating arsenic, but Zhang Jiuyang was not only fine after eating it, but his dantian was like a blazing furnace, digesting and decomposing the power of the ghost eye, and then nourishing his limbs and bones, and flowing through the meridians of his body.

Although it was the first time to eat a ghost, Zhang Jiuyang felt an amazing sense of familiarity, as if he had eaten it millions of times. Eating ghosts has almost become an instinct engraved in his blood.

At this moment, he finally understood the secret of the "Zhong Kui chewing a ghost picture" in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhong Kui was originally a Jinshi from Mount Zhongnan during the Tang Dynasty. He had a strange appearance and was upright. He won the first place in the palace examination, but was dismissed because of his appearance. So he angrily crashed into the Jinluan Palace and sacrificed his life for justice.

During the Tianbao period, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang suffered from spleen disease in the Lishan Palace. He could not be cured after a long time of treatment. At night, he dreamed of a man with a strange appearance catching a little ghost and swallowing it. He called himself Zhong Kui and ate evil ghosts. Xuanzong woke up from the dream and recovered immediately. Therefore, he was named the Saint of Blessing and Guarding the House. The name of Zhong Kui spread throughout the world.

The "Zhong Kui Chewing Ghost Picture" in Zhang Jiuyang's mind gave him a kind of almost instinctive magical power - eating ghosts!

Perhaps this is also the innate magical power of Tianshi Zhong Kui.

That's why he often feels unbearable hunger, even if he is full, it's useless, because after obtaining the magical power of eating ghosts, his real food is no longer the five grains of the world, but... evil ghosts!

Feeling the power constantly flowing from his dantian, Zhang Jiuyang was extremely excited.

This magical power is really too powerful. If he keeps eating evil ghosts, can he become an immortal without practicing?

However, the next moment, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

Plop!

Zhang Jiuyang felt as if he had fallen into an icy river, and there seemed to be evil ghosts crying in his ears. Countless negative emotions began to flow into his mind.

Anger, pain, struggle, unwillingness, resentment...

His body was sinking, and the surroundings were getting darker. In the cold river water, he vaguely saw a white shadow. It seemed... a bridge?

The next moment, the darkness completely enveloped him.

Huh!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly opened his eyes, breathing very quickly, and his forehead was full of sweat. He was still in his home. There was no water around, not to mention a water tank.

Was that... the memory of the female ghost?

Zhang Jiuyang vaguely understood something. The ghost-eating ability was not perfect. He would bear the resentment of the ghosts and see some memorable scenes of the ghosts before they died.

At this moment, he was still in shock. He was almost overwhelmed by those dark emotions just by swallowing an eye. If he had eaten the whole female ghost, he would probably be doomed today.

His intuition told him that if he really couldn't bear the impact of the resentment, he might end up miserably.

It seems that this ghost-eating ability is also a double-edged sword for him.

However, Zhang Jiuyang can also understand that the ability to control the gods with a mortal body is destined to bear a price. For Zhong Kui, these resentments are like a speck of dust, but for Zhang Jiuyang, they are like a mountain.

Overall, although the process of eating ghosts for the first time was a bit thrilling, the result was still surprising.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his body was much stronger. The smooth muscle lines bulged on his arms, and his abdominal muscles were faintly visible when he lifted his clothes.

From a weak and sickly person, he became a strong and masculine man.

In addition, what surprised Zhang Jiuyang the most was the faint heat flow in his body, which moved as he wished.

Could this be the legendary spiritual power or magic power?

He could feel that because of this heat flow, he had undergone some kind of transformation from the essence of life, and was not just an ordinary person with a strong body.

But what kind of transformation it was, he needed to explore in detail.

Today's harvest was huge, and Zhang Jiuyang had a happy face. It was pitch black outside the window. It seemed that he had just swallowed a ghost eye, but he didn't know how much time had passed.

He lay on his bed, holding a talisman and a willow branch in his hand. Although it was pitch black around him, he was no longer afraid, but he was too excited to fall asleep.

Zhang Jiuyang simply studied the heat flow in his body. After an unknown period of time, he finally fell asleep.

However, not long after, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Zhang Jiuyang put on his clothes, opened the door and looked around. It was still pitch black.

The night seemed to be getting deeper, even the moon in the sky was hidden in the clouds, but he found that he could see more clearly in the dark, without the need for a lamp.

It was very quiet around him. Apart from the knocking sound that made people dream, even the cicadas and dogs could not be heard.

Not normal!

The knocking sound continued, persistently.

"Who is it?"

Zhang Jiuyang shouted.

The knocking sound suddenly stopped, and then a familiar voice sounded.

"It's me, your Aunt Wang!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. It turned out to be Aunt Wang, who sold pork in the county. The pork she gave him today was still on the cutting board in the kitchen.

But why would Aunt Wang knock on her door in the middle of the night?

"Xiao Jiu, open the door quickly, save my man, he is possessed by evil spirits!"

Zhang Jiuyang walked to the door and was about to open it, but he was more cautious and asked, "Auntie Wang, how much is a pound of pork?"

The person outside the door seemed to fall into silence.

Zhang Jiuyang's hair stood on end instantly, and he clenched the willow branch in his hand. If the other party was really Auntie Wang, she would never not know how much a pound of pork cost!

He had read some strange novels, which mentioned that when some ghosts could not enter the house to harm people, they would pretend to be familiar people, then knock on the door and call people out, and then wait for an opportunity to harm.

Did he meet one today?

Fortunately, the next moment, the voice outside the door sounded again.

"Isn't a pound of pork eight cents? Xiaojiu, please open the door quickly, or my man will die if you wait any longer!"

"Just think of it as Auntie begging you, okay?"

Auntie Wang's voice was particularly anxious, and she was already at a loss.

Zhang Jiuyang hesitated for a moment, thinking of her care and help for him by the river today, and still sighed and opened the door.

In the night, Aunt Wang was carrying a man on her back, her face was sweaty, she was panting, and she looked anxious.

Her home was in the east of the county, a little distance away from here. I think she ran all the way here with her husband on her back in a hurry.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes fixed.

In the night, the big man on her back slowly showed him a soft smile, his palm was like picking a flower, and the seven-foot-tall man made a shrill voice like a woman.

"My eyes... are they delicious?"

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