The God and Buddha are actually me

Singing and dancing.

The two girls were both a little absent-minded, and they couldn't help but glance at the handsome and heroic man in green.

He is truly a handsome man with a face like a crown jewel, a rare and handsome man in the world.

Moreover, there is an indescribable grace and grace in every gesture, and the rock is as independent as a lone pine, making it unforgettable.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and looked carefully at Yue Ling, who was sitting in front of him, his eyes sweeping over her handsome face.

Yue Ling frowned slightly, a little unnaturally, silently took off the Dragon Bird Sword from his waist and placed it heavily on the table.

She was originally happy when she received Zhang Jiuyang's letter, but she didn't expect that the other party actually invited her to meet in a brothel.

In a hurry, she had to disguise herself as a man.

"What's there to see? Am I weird like this?"

This was not the first time for her to dress up as a man. She had dressed up like this before on missions and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled, glanced at the two girls, and joked: "As soon as you came out, you immediately captured the hearts of these two beauties."

Yue Ling also noticed the fiery gazes of the two women, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

This happens every time she disguises herself as a man.

Once she rescued an eldest lady from an evil spirit, but the other party actually said that she would not marry unless she was a woman. Only when she finally found out that she was a woman did she become heartbroken and left sadly.

As if they were aware of Yue Ling's gaze, the two women performed harder, dancing with enchanting postures, and the music they played became more tossing, gentle, and pathos.

The gauze hangs down, the shoulders are slippery, and the red bellyband is faintly visible.

They tried their best to seduce this rare and beautiful man. They were willing to spend a night with such a fairy-like figure, even if they paid him back.

Yue Ling couldn't sit still, but she saw Zhang Jiuyang enjoying a drink.

She snorted coldly, and gently picked up two peanuts with her long and slender white jade fingers. She flicked them and heard two cracking sounds in the air. The next moment, the two girls fell down and fell unconscious.

"Tsk, tsk, you're so cruel. People like you so much, but you just knock them out. It's really..."

Zhang Jiuyang teased her, but saw Yue Ling's hand silently placed on the handle of the Longque knife.

"You are truly selfless and undisturbed. You are a role model for our generation!"

He quickly sat up straight and looked straight.

A smile flashed across Yue Ling's lips and she said, "Stop making trouble and tell me why you asked me to meet at the brothel?"

The two had an agreement before they separated. After Zhang Jiuyang came to Yangzhou City, he could contact her through Anzi at any time.

She also told Zhang Jiuyang the code word for the connection.

But she didn't expect that Zhang Jiuyang sent a letter with only five words in it, "See you on the Yangzhou flower boat."

"A foreigner, a man, who goes to a place late at night is the least likely to be suspected. I don't know if I have been targeted by the painting master's people. Although it may not be serious, I still have to be cautious."

After all, Yangzhou is the territory of the painting owner, who has been operating here for who knows how many years.

There is a secret agent in the Qintian Prison, so doesn’t the Painted Skin Master have one?

The flower boats in Yangzhou are famous all over the world. As a man, it is normal for him to come here at night to have fun and see the world.

"You are normal, but I climbed over the wall from home. If grandma knew that I went to the brothel at night, I'm afraid it would be time to go to the ancestral hall to complain to my ancestors..."

Yue Ling and Zhang Jiuyang looked at each other, and then their faces showed a hint of smile.

It was a feeling of relief that removed all defenses. Even though the two of them had not seen each other for many days, they were not unfamiliar or alienated at all. Instead, they showed a tacit understanding.

"It's good if you come. During this period, it has been difficult to advance the case and has reached a bottleneck."

She sighed softly. For some reason, even though Zhang Jiuyang's cultivation was only at the third level, she felt inexplicably more relaxed with his arrival.

It seems that no difficulty in this world can trap him.

Perhaps it was because he had created so many miracles that she developed an indescribable dependence, which Yue Ling had never experienced before.

"What progress has been made?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked with his eyes moving.

Yue Ling kept nothing secret and informed her of the progress of the Yan Luo case during this period.

"During this period, we checked many places in Yangzhou. Although we did not find the home of the painting owner, we also caught a few small fish. Through interrogation, we got some clues."

She said solemnly: "The Painter has four skinners under his command. I killed one of them before, but now there are three left. They haven't shown up for a long time."

"As for the skin peeler, there is a woman named Xiu Niang. It is said that that woman is extremely loyal to the painting skin master, and her methods are also unpredictable. The painting skin master often practices in seclusion, and all his power in Yangzhou is handed over to Xiu Niang. Reasonable.”

Hearing the word embroiderer, Zhang Jiuyang thought of the tiger skin.

This woman is not easy to deal with. The tiger skin is still on his body, and it has a strange magical power. It seems that a voice is tempting him to put it on.

"Zhang Jiuyang, through this investigation, I felt a terrible resistance."

Her expression became extremely solemn and she said: "From the officials, gentry, wealthy merchants in Yangzhou, to the traffickers and pawns, all walks of life seem to be obstructing our investigation of the case intentionally or unintentionally. It feels like we are fighting against the entire Yangzhou confrontation……"

She might not have been able to notice it before, but after learning about the terrifying ability of the Painted Skin Master, the more she investigated the case in Yangzhou, the more frightened she became.

Is this land known as the richest place in Kyushu still the land of the Daqian Kingdom?

She vaguely felt that Yangzhou had been infiltrated into a sieve by the painting master's people, and the whole body could be affected by the slightest influence.

Zhang Jiuyang also felt a chill in his heart. No wonder the painting owner would say that Yangzhou was his territory.

Maybe a passerby passing by on the street, a client drinking and having fun in a flower boat, or even a child eating candied haws on the street are all wearing a certain human skin mask.

"It is difficult to recover from the accumulation of diseases and difficult to cure. It is unrealistic to pull out the secrets one by one. The only solution now is to capture the thief first and capture the king first."

Zhang Jiuyang poured her a glass of wine and said: "As long as the Painted Skin Master dies, his power will be leaderless, and those masks are made by the Painted Skin Master using black magic. If he dies, the human skin masks will most likely lose their effectiveness. ”

Yue Ling nodded and said, "I think the same as you."

"But there is a dark spot that must be removed first."

She showed a smile and said: "It has been pulled out. Among the Qintian Prisoners who came to Yangzhou this time, there is indeed a trick. I deliberately put out a false information to lead them to reveal their faults. They are under the command of Shentu Prisoner Marquis. A Ling Tai Lang."

"Well done, but what did the trial reveal?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up, a Lingtai Lang, this is a big fish.

She put away her smile and sighed: "After all, it was a step too late. The craftsman decisively committed suicide when he was arrested, and his soul is still gone."

"Later we cut open his face, and there was indeed a face underneath."

At this point, she slammed the table and said, "That Lingtai Lang also had great military exploits. He died so unjustly!"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were deep and he said: "If you want to kill the Painted Skin Master, the best way is to lure him out of his lair and then gather a crowd to ambush him."

“So that bait is critical.”

"We must find out, what is the thing that he has been guarding in Yangzhou for many years...?"

"As long as he figures out that thing, half of his life...has been lost."

"As for the remaining half..."

Zhang Jiuyang poured her a glass of wine and said calmly: "Let's collect it together."

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