The God and Buddha are actually me

"Thanks."

Perhaps it was Zhang Jiuyang's words that touched Yue Ling. She no longer resisted and leaned lightly on Zhang Jiuyang, no longer hiding the fatigue and heaviness in her heart.

That night, she experienced too many changes. Many innocent people died in front of her but could not save her. Even her grandmother who loved her was plotted...

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly, stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the blood stains on her hair, and said, "There must be a way."

Yue Ling said nothing.

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.

"Brother Ninth, what the old lady has inflicted seems to be a spell!"

Ah Li poked her head in and whispered, "I smell the scent of a spell on the old lady."

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling perked up after hearing this.

"Can you figure it out?"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the two people, Ah Li lowered his head and said dejectedly: "This kind of spell is much more powerful than mine. Even ten Ah Li can't compare to it..."

Seeing her look like she had defeated a cock, Zhang Jiuyang knew that there was nothing she could do.

Spells, also known as Shenanigans or Nightmare Towns, are a kind of witchcraft in ancient times. It has an extremely ancient origin and has been developed to the point where few people know how to do it.

This technique is the most bizarre. It can change people's fortunes by making paper figurines or weaving straw figurines. In severe cases, it can even endanger life.

After Ah Li was promoted to a fierce ghost, he gained the magical power of magic and became a leader in this way.

But even so, she was helpless and felt ashamed. This shows the horror of the spell cast by the old lady and the profoundness of the person who cast it.

"I have seen spells before, but I have never seen such a powerful one. Grandma's protective weapons are extraordinary. Even evil-level ghosts can't even think of hurting her at all, but this time it actually happened. Everything is broken..."

Yue Ling's voice was filled with chill as she said, "If it weren't for these magic weapons, my grandmother would have died in an instant!"

"Even so, if we can't break the spell, grandma won't last long."

At this moment, her hatred for the painted skin owner reached its extreme.

This matter is definitely related to the painting owner!

Does this person want to declare war with Daqian?

"Let me try it with the Five Thunder Talisman."

Looking at the old lady lying on the bed, her breathing getting weaker and weaker, Zhang Jiuyang decided to give it a try with the Five Thunder Talisman.

He remembered how he used the thunder talisman to help the young general in Qingzhou drive away the plain girl. Maybe it could also drive away the spell on the old lady?

Yue Ling took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then—"

"Can't use thunder charms."

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in the empty room, as if coming from outside. Even Ah Li was startled, jumped up and hung on Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were focused, his brows were wide open, but he was surprised to find that he clearly heard someone talking, but he couldn't see the figure.

My Dharma eyes have failed!

He instantly picked up two talismans in his hand, one was the Five Thunder Talisman and the other was the Sa Zhenren Fire Talisman. He felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy, waiting for the opponent to show up and the thunder flames would appear!

However, Yue Ling's eyes lit up instantly, and she immediately bowed and saluted, with a hint of joy in her voice.

"Qin Tian Jian Yue Ling, please see Jian Zheng!"

Supervise... supervise?

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked. The person who spoke turned out to be Daqianqin Tianzheng, the sixth generation grandson of Zhuge Qixing, Zhuge Yunhu, who had fought against Tianzun and still survived?

He is known as the great monk closest to the Seventh Realm in the world, and is also a leader in the Sixth Realm, a world-famous man of influence.

Although the world calls it a sick cat, Zhang Jiuyang knows that it is a sick cat that can fight dragons.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly appeared in the room. To Zhang Jiuyang's expectation, Zhuge Yunhu, who was famous all over the world, was such an ugly old man.

The green shirt on his body was washed a little white, and he wore coarse cloth shoes. His beard and hair were all white. He had an ordinary appearance and a simple temperament. He was holding a book in his hand, and he looked like a teacher who had walked out of the remote mountains.

Only those eyes, like the breeze and the bright moon, shining brightly into the arms, are truly a stroke of genius, making people's eyes light up.

What attracts Zhang Jiuyang the most is the invisible formation diagram under his feet. The gossip can be vaguely seen flowing, and then gradually disappears.

"Haha, it's just a little hidden skill. The twin thunder and fire talismans in my little friend's hand are quite impressive. You can see the secret behind it."

Zhuge Yunhu nodded and smiled at Zhang Jiuyang, and then said softly: "Although we have met for the first time, we have known each other for a long time. Should I call you Zhang Jiuyang, or..."

Those deep eyes made Zhang Jiuyang's heart tremble. Does he know the identity of me, Yama?

Impossible!

Even Yue Ling looked solemn.

She knew very well how smart Zhuge Yunhu was, as a direct bloodline of the Zhuge family and the current head of the family. Could it be that he saw the flaw?

"Haha, should I call you Mr. Liaozhai?"

Zhuge Yunhu smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I really like the books you wrote."

Yue Ling: "..."

Then he looked at Yue Ling again and said jokingly: "Well, you, Yue Jianhou, haven't even sat down on the supervisor's seat, yet you dare to transfer an old man like me here with a flying talisman?"

"What else are you saying, if you dare not come, you will expose my secret to the public?"

Yue Ling was not in the mood to joke with him, and said hurriedly: "Jian Zheng, please save grandma quickly!"

Zhuge Yunhu nodded when he heard this and said with a smile: "I have already seen it before you go back home. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you won't die - cough cough cough!"

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Before he finished speaking, he started coughing continuously, and the sound became louder and louder. It felt like he was coughing out his lungs.

Finally, he coughed up a pool of black blood and finally calmed down. He patted his chest and said, "It's okay. It's just a mouthful of congestion. I'll feel better after coughing it out."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

Old man, you'd better save yourself first.

"Don't worry, it's just that I haven't traveled long distances for a long time. My old injuries haven't healed yet, so I'm just a little bit tired."

After that, Zhuge Yunhu walked to the old lady's bedside and said, "The little ghost girl just said it was right. The old lady was indeed under a spell, and it was a very vicious spell that has almost been lost."

"This technique is called the Zhangliu God. I have seen relevant records in ancient books. There are ten kinds of Zhangliu mystical techniques, namely, ear reporting god, ghost fairy, Ling Ge Ling Jie, belly fairy, fairy boy, prodigy, and Qi. The Skull God, the Mingtong, the God of God and the Palace of Sorrow.”

"What the old lady has mastered is exactly one of these ten secret arts, Brother Ling and Sister Ling."

Mentioning this technique, Zhuge Yunhu's voice became more solemn.

"The so-called Lingge and Lingjie means taking camphor wood as the Lingge and willow as the Lingjie. Then take forty-nine Tianling Caps of boys and girls, grind them into powder, fill the hollows, and fry black beans in oil in the middle of the night to arrest the ghosts. Put a spell on the wooden figure and you can make a pair in forty-nine days."

"It is said that if you can make seven or seventy-nine pairs, you can even curse and kill the Taoist master!"

"Fortunately, the old lady only hit a pair. It was only because of the extremely high level of the spell caster that he broke so many protective weapons."

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Zhuge Yunhu's words kept echoing in his mind.

The Tianling Cap of boys and girls...