The God and Buddha are actually me

Why does Yue Ling have such amazing karma?

Only when the black energy is extremely strong will it turn into a trace of karma, which symbolizes the seriousness of this person's sins. Those on death row in prison are at this level at most.

However, under the golden light of merit, the karma on Yue Ling's body was like dark clouds covering the sky or falling into the abyss of the sun. The more he looked at it, the more astonishing he became.

Man and God are angry together, heaven and earth are abandoned together!

Zhang Jiuyang even suspected that even the Painted Skin Master did not have such amazing karma, which was really terrifying.

Is there something wrong with Yue Ling?

This speculation made his scalp numb. The person he trusted the most was actually an evil spirit even more evil than the owner of the painting?

"What's wrong with you?"

Yue Ling frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashed in her bright eyes, thinking that Zhang Jiuyang was a side effect of opening the Sky Eye.

"nothing."

Zhang Jiuyang adjusted his breathing, relaxed his muscles, and his face returned to calm.

"I just saw the spy. This person is entangled in karma and has shocking sins. I didn't expect it to be him."

Looking at Yue Ling's heroic face and recalling every detail of their relationship, Zhang Jiuyang made a choice even though he did not explain what he saw.

He believed in Yue Ling.

Just like Yue Ling would choose to believe in him at every critical moment.

And unlike those treacherous and evil people, although Yue Ling has terrible karma, he also has a bright golden light of merit.

Just as the black energy that is extremely concentrated turns into a trace of karma, the power of merit that is concentrated to the extreme will turn into a trace of golden light.

The golden light of merit on Yue Ling's body was quite astonishing, several feet high, blazing and as bright as the sun.

Great evil and great good coexist, and karma and merit coexist.

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't figure out the reason for the moment, so he chose to remain silent for now and slowly explore Yue Ling's secrets later.

Horsepower can be seen from afar, and people's hearts can be seen from time to time.

Although the divine eye is powerful, he believes more in the experience of the two of them sharing weal and woe.

"Oh? Who is that spy?"

Yue Ling asked quickly.

Zhang Jiuyang had completely calmed down. He glanced around and whispered a name from his mouth.

"Shen Tuxiong."

Upon hearing this name, Yue Ling's pupils froze.

"I didn't expect that it was really him!"

She picked up the Dragon Bird Knife, her cold eyes were as cold as lightning, and she said crisply: "I'll go get him!"

"etc."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said: "Since we already know that he is a spy, why not set up a trap and use him one last time to give us another boost in the decisive battle with the Painted Skin Master tomorrow night."

"How do you plan to set up a trap?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, and then whispered his plan in her ear.

Yue Ling looked at him in surprise and said with a smile: "Zhang Jiuyang, you are so insidious."

"Haha, thank you."

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The eighth day, night.

Yue Ling held a banquet in Shen Mansion and only invited three people, Lao Gao, Li Yan and Shen Tuxiong, while Zhang Jiuyang sat quietly next to her.

"Xiaojiu, where have you been? You're finally back!"

Lao Gao greeted him warmly and wanted to step forward to hook up with him, but was forced back by Yue Ling's cold eyes.

Li Yan and Shen Tuxiong had already noticed something was wrong.

Yue Ling's murderous intent was too strong.

Moreover, the three of them were invited to a banquet, but each of them only had a glass of wine on the table, not even a dish or snack.

She clapped her hands, and someone closed the door and locked it from the outside.

The expressions of the three people changed slightly.

"Marquis Yue Jian, what do you mean?"

Shen Tuxiong had a hot temper and was the first to rebuke: "Isn't it just me who wants to take part in your book? Do you still want to take revenge in private?"

Li Yan and Lao Gao also looked puzzled.

Yue Ling motioned for the three of them to sit down, and then said in a cold voice: "Among the three of you, there is a painting."

In an instant, the expressions of the three people changed drastically. They were about to say something but were interrupted by Yue Ling waving his hand.

"I believe in your resume, but the art of painting is unpredictable. It can replace you silently, and even possess your memories and abilities."

"The tragic situation at the Yangzhou Lantern Festival a few days ago was just a warning to us not to take advantage of Shenju Mountain."

Lao Gao suddenly said: "There are only three of us who know about Shenju Mountain, so one of us must be a painting, and he leaked the news!"

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, with chills in their hearts and a trace of vigilance in their eyes.

Who is the painting skin?

Li Yan remained silent, but Shen Tuxiong quit.

"Fart, I've been working for Qin Tianjian for so many years, and now you say I'm a painter?"

"Yue Ling, when I joined the Qintian Prison to slay demons and eliminate demons, you were not even born yet!"

There was a demon-conquering pestle in his hand, and when he thrust it hard, the green bricks on the ground suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

As a prisoner, he is not weaker than Yue Ling in terms of status. The only thing that is inferior to him is that he is only the deputy director of this case.

But this does not mean that he will be framed and framed.

"Prisoner Shentu, please be patient. I believe Marquis Yue will not frame a good person, nor let a bad person go."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly spoke up to smooth things over.

Shen Tuxiong looked at him, his eyes flashed, and said: "Zhang Jiuyang also knows the news about Shenju Mountain. In this case, he should also be suspected. Marquis Yue Jian, why do you favor one over the other?"

Yue Ling took off his sword and placed it on the table, with the handle facing her so that she could draw it at any time.

Her green hair was fluttering, and she remained unmoved in the face of Shen Tuxiong's questioning. She had a majestic aura and a loud voice.

"Zhang Jiuyang is naturally suspicious, so the four of you have a glass of wine in front of you."

Everyone looked at the glass of wine and found that there seemed to be some kind of secret spell cast in the wine, and they could vaguely feel the fluctuations of mana.

"One of the four glasses of wine was poisoned, and it was placed in front of the painted skin."

She raised her eyes and said, "If you have a clear conscience, just drink the wine in front of you."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and didn't say a word, but she pressed her hand on the handle of the knife. The meaning was very clear. Those who dare not drink are Huapi.

"Nonsense!"

Shen Tuxiong shouted loudly and said angrily: "What right do you have to put a curse on me without proof? These are all your one-sided words. I will go to the prison and ask him to make a decision!"

"Everyone, we are going through life and death for Qin Tianjian, but we can't-"

Before Shen Tuxiong finished speaking, he saw that Lao Gao and Li Yan had already drank the drinks in front of them without any hesitation.

Zhang Jiuyang also picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it calmly.

The three of them looked at each other and felt pressure instantly on Shen Tuxiong.

He was silent for a moment and slowly picked up the glass of wine. Just when everyone thought he was about to drink it, Shen Tuxiong suddenly snorted and poured it on the ground.

"As a prisoner, without any evidence, what qualifications do you have to test me?"

"I won't drink this glass of wine today. I want to see how arrogant you, Yue Ling, are!"

Yue Ling didn't speak, but slowly pulled out the Dragon Bird Sword.

Her movements were not fast, and the sound of the knife was continuous, giving people a huge pressure.

"If you don't drink, then I will have to cut your face open myself and see if there is another face underneath..."

Shen Tuxiong's expression changed, especially when he saw Li Yan silently stood up and took out his spear, and the Qi machine locked him from a distance.

Not only that, there were also several looming Qi forces outside the room. They were Lingtai Lang under Yue Ling, all of whom were lying in ambush outside.

Hongmen Banquet!

"Yue Ling, do you want to be lawless?"

He asked loudly, his beard and hair were like halberds, his eyes were wide open with anger, and his voice was like muffled thunder, echoing in the room, causing dust to continuously fall from the beams.

Yue Ling, however, seemed very calm. She had completely pulled out the Dragon Bird Sword, and raised the wine glass with her other hand, preparing to drop it.

Breaking the cup is the number!

Once the wine glass falls, the Ling Tai Lang ambushed outside, as well as Yue Ling and Li Yan, will all take action together to capture Shen Tuxiong with a thunderous force.

Domineering, cold, strong, and firm as iron.

But just when she was about to smash the wine glass, Shen Tuxiong suddenly sneered and said, "Didn't you say I'm a painter? I don't have to do anything for you, I'll do it myself!"

Immediately afterwards, he actually pulled out a dagger from his waist and slashed it towards his face.

Blood splatters!

There was a hideous wound on Shen Tuxiong's face, with flesh and blood clearly visible inside, and there was no second face.

Shen Tuxiong is not a painter!

For a moment, Yue Ling suddenly raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Jiuyang calmly.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly, seemingly not surprised, and nodded slightly to her, indicating that the play was almost over and the next step could be taken.

"So, is Marquis Yue Jian satisfied?"

Shen Tuxiong ignored the blood on his face and glared at Yue Ling.

Yue Ling sheathed the sword and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Shentu, please forgive me, because before I can lay out a new plan, I have to rule out the suspicions on you."

Shen Tuxiong was stunned, a new plan?

Yue Ling continued: "The imperial court has issued a secret order that Yama, who possesses the art of painting skin, must be eliminated, so we still have to go to Shenju Mountain, and in ten days, Jian Zheng will come in person."

After hearing this, everyone was immediately cheered up.

Is Jian Zheng going to take action personally?

It seems that the Yangzhou Rebellion has completely angered the imperial court, and Jianzheng, who has not been out of the capital for many years, is about to take action to quell the devil.

Zhang Jiuyang showed a wry smile and said: "I see, no wonder Yue Jianhou insisted on using poisonous wine to test. I think these drinks are just a deception, and there is no curse."

Yue Ling nodded and said: "The supervisor has ordered me to clean up the internal affairs first. I did doubt you, but now it seems that the news should have been leaked from the headquarters."

"Please forgive me."

Shen Tuxiong took a deep breath, wiped the blood from his face, and said: "Before killing Yama, I will put the overall situation first, but I will remember what happened today."

"In the future, I will go to the prison and His Majesty in person and say goodbye!"

After that, he left angrily and even smashed the locked iron door, which showed the anger in his heart.

"What should I do? This relationship is finally settled. Xiaojiu, I didn't expect that you guessed wrong. Prince Shentu is not a spy!"

Lao Gao said worriedly.

Li Yan also raised his eyebrows suddenly. He was born in the military and had a good impression of strong men like Shen Tuxiong. If the other party was not a spy, then what they did today was indeed a bit too much.

It turned out that both of them were acting, and Zhang Jiuyang had already informed them.

"Shen Tuxiong must be a spy."

Zhang Jiuyang poured himself a glass of wine, smiled lightly, and sounded very sure.

Lao Gao said in surprise: "But he is not a painter."

"If you're not a painter, does that mean you're not a spy?"

"Don't forget, he didn't dare to drink that glass of wine from beginning to end."

Zhang Jiuyang picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The wine was not poisonous and cursed. He originally thought that Shen Tu Xiong was a painted skin, but now it seems that he fell into a misunderstanding.

Must the person who owns the painted skin be a painted skin?

No wonder no one has been able to catch this "painted skin".

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Tu Xiong's body was filled with black air and had heavy karma in the eyes of the sky, he would not have dared to believe that this prisoner, who was known for his bravery and heroic spirit and had great military exploits, would actually be a hidden pawn of the evil spirit.

"Although there are some twists and turns, the trap has been set."

"Next, just wait for him to take the bait."

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