The God and Buddha are actually me

Sun Mingyu stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

The girl who was so heroic when she was a child didn't expect that she would turn into a woman who conquered the country in a blink of an eye. Especially her fierce and upright aura made people want to conquer her.

When Yue Ling walked towards him, he was still a little excited.

Sure enough, she still remembers what happened back then. She is no longer fat at all now. She should be very surprised.

Just when he was thinking about it, the other party's voice sounded faintly.

"Hey, please give me a seat."

"I want to sit with him."

Although the voice was not loud, it was decisive, unquestionable, and extremely strong.

Even though she was dressed up and put on a bright red skirt, she was still the same Yue Ling, who was knocked back to her original form as soon as she opened her mouth.

Zhang Jiuyang breathed a sigh of relief, right, this is the Yue Ling I am familiar with.

Otherwise it would be too awkward.

Sun Mingyu smiled bitterly and said: "Ling'er——"

Clang!

The Dragon Bird Sword made a loud sound, and the cold light flashed like a thunderbolt, and the moment was like lightning, making everyone at the banquet shrink their necks subconsciously.

Sun Mingyu's expression was dull, with a trace of fear in his eyes. After a long while, he reached out and touched his neck.

Fortunately, it’s still there!

A few strands of hair fell slowly.

Yue Ling said coldly: "If you call me that disgusting thing again, I will chop off more than just your hair next time."

The old Taoist priest behind Sun Mingyu took a step forward. Just as he was about to speak, Yue Ling raised his eyes and looked up. .

There seemed to be a flash of thunder in those bright and sharp eyes, and the old Taoist priest's snow-white beard stood on end, as if five thunders were about to hit him, and his steps suddenly froze.

You can't afford to offend him, the two sides are not in the same realm at all!

In their Wanfu Tower, perhaps only the owner can compete with them.

How did this little girl practice to become such a monster?

He had already heard of Ming Wang Yue Ling's name, but he always thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now it seemed that he was watching the sky from the bottom of a well.

Yue Ling had already sheathed her sword. She tapped Sun Mingyu's table lightly with the sheath, raising her sword eyebrows and piercing her eyes.

"Change, I'll change!"

With a light on her back, Sun Mingyu quickly stood up and gave up her seat, and then took a deep look at Zhang Jiuyang.

He didn't say anything, he was well aware of current affairs.

"Miss Yue, it was me, Meng Lang, just now. In fact, we met when we were children. I fell into the river, and you picked me out with a spear..."

Yue Ling thought about it carefully and said, "Really? I have no impression."

She sat down and didn't look at him again.

Sun Mingyu asked for trouble and left angrily. The butler quickly asked him to go to another seat and sat opposite Yue Ling.

After this commotion, the atmosphere of the banquet seemed to have cooled down a bit. People looked at Yue Ling carefully and did not dare to whisper anymore.

That knife, that person, and that invisible edge were hard to ignore.

Yue Ling also noticed that it was her grandmother's birthday party after all, so she opened the wine jar on the table.

"Everyone, you shouldn't draw your sword at the birthday banquet. Yue will drink this wine. Everyone, let go and don't worry."

After saying that, she lifted the wine jar with one hand, and then took a gulp of it, extremely boldly.

She drank the whole jar of wine, but she still sat like a green pine. Not only did her eyes not look drunk, but they became brighter and brighter.

The arrogance is overwhelming.

"good!"

"Minglie Hou Hailiang!"

"happy!"

Everyone at the banquet was filled with admiration, and even many women frequently showed their extraordinary splendor. They felt that the woman in front of them was so rare, and her generosity and boldness actually overshadowed all the men present.

The atmosphere became heated again.

Zhang Jiuyang handed her a brocade handkerchief to wipe her mouth, then looked at her with interest and asked, "Have you ever used a gun before?"

After knowing him for so long, he had never seen Yue Ling use a gun.

"Um."

Yue Ling nodded, seemingly unwilling to say more on this topic.

Shentu Supervisor Hou laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "Zhang Xiaoyou, you don't know that when Yue Supervisor was the champion general in the army, he had a Dragon-Tiger Overlord Spear. It was invincible and invincible, no less than the military god back then!"

"It's a pity that after she was admitted to the Qintian Prison, she gave up her gun and practiced swordplay. It's hard to see the legendary Yue family gun again."

Yue Ling glanced at him lightly, and Shen Tuxiong quickly punished himself with a drink and said with a smile: "Slip of words, slip of words."

There was a strange color in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, and he looked sideways at Yue Ling frequently.

She gave up her spear and practiced swordsmanship, but she was still able to achieve what she is today. Her talent in martial arts is so high that it is probably rare even in ancient and modern times.

She frowned slightly, looking a little unnatural, and used her magic power to transmit the sound.

"You promised not to laugh at me, Zhang Jiuyang, are you asking for a beating?"

Obviously, she was used to wearing battle robes and armor, but she was not used to dressing up like a woman. Seeing Zhang Jiuyang always looking at her, she thought there was something wrong with her and made him laugh.

Zhang Jiuyang also sent a message: "I'm laughing at what you're doing. To be honest, after seeing you in armor for a long time, I'm really not used to seeing you dressed up like a lady."

"Then I'll replace it."

"Don't……"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said: "This body is quite beautiful, it is eye-catching."

Yue Ling snorted coldly, feeling the secretly looking eyes at the banquet, especially Sun Mingyu opposite, who looked at her almost every few breaths.

She couldn't understand. Wasn't it just a change of clothes? What's there to see?

Even Zhang Jiuyang is not exempt from vulgarity.

"Speaking of which, this doesn't look like your behavior."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her, his smile gradually faded, and his voice became serious.

"The Yue Ling I know is definitely not someone who does things so high-profile, let alone deliberately showing your importance to me in public, even at the cost of your own reputation."

After a pause, he asked: "Yue Ling, you are not... replaced by the Painted Skin Master's people, right?"

Yue Ling glanced at him, and her slender fingers pressed on the handle of the Dragon Bird Knife.

"I'll give you another chance, talk nicely."

Zhang Jiuyang sat up subconsciously, laughed, and said: "Just a joke, I know why you did this."

He sighed: "Actually, it's not necessary."

Yue Ling said lightly: "It's necessary."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart. The reason why Yue Ling expressed her importance to him so high-profile was not because of any love between men and women, but because she was worried that he would use her as bait to lure out the Painted Skin Master.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to sully her reputation and acted very ambiguous with him, just to keep Zhang Jiuyang in the Shen family, or to stay under her nose.

Painted Skin is all over Yangzhou, and among these guests present, there must be someone who belongs to the Painted Skin Master.

After the birthday banquet, the Painted Skin Master will know that Ming Wang Yue Ling has a weakness, which is a man.

In this case, how dare Zhang Jiuyang run around? He can only stay by her side and not let himself become a bargaining chip for the Painted Skin Master to threaten Yue Ling.

That's why she followed the wishes of Old Lady Shen. Although she knew that the motive of the birthday banquet was to choose a husband for her, she did not show any resistance or dissatisfaction.

"Next, you are not allowed to run around, just stay in the Shen family. You must discuss anything with me first, otherwise I will tie your hands and feet, and I will not let you out even if I feed you."

She said firmly.

She was really scared by the plan proposed by Zhang Jiuyang last night. Using Yan Luo as bait to lure out the Painted Skin Master was dancing on the edge of a knife. Even if it succeeded, he would most likely be torn to pieces by the Painted Skin Master.

She had no choice but to resort to this last resort. This man was really crazy and could do anything.

However, she also knew Zhang Jiuyang's weakness. He was loyal and righteous. The rope might not be able to tie him up, but if he wanted to protect her from being threatened, Zhang Jiuyang would not dare to act rashly.

"As for the so-called reputation..."

She didn't care at all and said lightly: "How can I have a family if the demons are not destroyed?"

"Since I entered the Imperial Observatory and investigated the Huangquan case, I have never thought about starting a family. Those people who died at the hands of evil spirits at a young age, and those comrades who died in battle, have they ever started a family?"

"Compared with them, what is my sacrifice?"

When she said these words, her eyes were open, sincere, and heroic, which made Zhang Jiuyang respect her.

Sure enough, Yue Ling was still the same Yue Ling, and she never let him down.

"Don't worry, I won't take risks this time. I'm almost finding the bait."

Hearing this, Yue Ling was stunned and even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"You won't tell me that you found clues and made a breakthrough just last night?"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and nodded: "It seems so."

Yue Ling: "..."

She has always been proud of her intelligence, but now she suddenly doubts herself. She has been studying for so long without any progress, but Zhang Jiuyang came and immediately made a discovery?

"What did you find?"

Her expression became particularly solemn, and her eyes were burning as she looked at Zhang Jiuyang.

This made Sun Mingyu, who was observing secretly, quite jealous. He had long seen that the two were communicating closely through magic power.

It has been going on non-stop, and I don't know what there is to talk about.

What made him even more jealous was that Yue Ling actually showed a gentle smile to Zhang Jiuyang, and now the two of them were looking at each other affectionately. This is not going to be shy at all!

Zhang Jiuyang told her about the divination of Du Shen before his death and told her his guess.

"The Mountain Wind Gu Gua is the Gua he calculated for me before he died. According to the detailed explanation in the Six-Line Gua Technique, if this Gua is used to look for someone, it should be in the southeast or northeast."

"I guess the unfinished words in the letter from Du Shensuan are that if I have to go to Yangzhou, I should remember to avoid the southeast and northeast directions."

Yue Ling's eyes lit up and said, "You mean, narrow the search range and only search the southeast and northeast directions of Yangzhou!"

She was a little excited. In this way, the difficulty of investigation was greatly reduced.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said, "Although it is all speculation, since the investigation has reached a bottleneck, why not give it a try? It's always a direction."

Yue Ling agreed very much, with a hint of joy in her eyes, and the whole person seemed to be relieved.

Since entering Yangzhou, it has been difficult to move forward in the fog, and now I have finally found a direction again.

The feeling of being frustrated when you know that evil spirits are causing trouble but can't do anything is the most torturous.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I toast you."

She raised her glass and was about to drink it.

"Drink less."

Zhang Jiuyang held her wine glass.

Yue Ling smiled slightly, and rarely insisted, but let go of the wine glass obediently.

"The old lady is here!!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, very loud.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, looking at the figure who was walking slowly with a dragon-headed cane, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

Good guy, is he so arrogant?

Those protective magic weapons almost blinded Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

The dragon head crutch made of hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood, the flowing brocade robe woven with dragon yarn, the jade ring forged with the seven treasures of Buddhism, the Taoist peach wood hairpin, the amulet, and even the pair of jade earrings, all have the aura of magic tools.

From head to toe, there are thirteen kinds of magic tools for body protection that Zhang Jiuyang can see.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at himself, then at Old Lady Shen, and suddenly had some self-doubt.

Who of us is a cultivator?

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