The God and Buddha are actually me

In Yangzhou City, many lives are quietly passing away at every moment.

These deeply hidden painted skins, each of which has stained many lives, and they are quite prestigious. They are usually high and mighty, and treat the people as pigs and dogs.

They are waiting for an order at any time, and they will raise the butcher knife without hesitation.

After wearing the painted skin, their minds will be subtly influenced, and they will regard the painted skin owner as a god and worship him.

However, these painted skins never dreamed that one day they would be slaughtered like pigs and dogs.

In the four directions of east, west, south and north, there are rampant soldiers showing their butcher knives.

Beheading, cutting out the heart, peeling, breaking the wrist, cutting in half...

The fierce rampant soldiers will not be merciful at all. With the tacit consent of Zhang Jiuyang, they slaughter these painted skins with the most cruel means, just like slaughtering pigs and dogs.

Of course, some of them are not painted skins, but simply extremely evil people.

After all, the Heavenly Eye is not omnipotent. It sees the sins of people. People who are guilty are more than just painted skins.

Zhang Jiuyang personally killed an official who was guilty of many crimes. This person was corrupt, perverted the law, and sheltered criminals. He was incompetent, but liked to use cruel means to ravage and torture girls.

Human traffickers in Yangzhou City often sent him girls under the age of fourteen to get his protection.

Those girls were often beaten to death by him with a whip with barbs, and finally their bodies were thrown into the well, with dry bones.

The most hateful thing is that Zhang Jiuyang cut open his face and found that it was not painted skin.

The evil of human heart is worse than painted skin.

For such people, Zhang Jiuyang has only eight words.

It is better to kill the wrong person than to let him go!

What the Imperial Observatory cannot do, he will do, and what the Imperial Observatory cannot kill, he will kill!

Yama, one of the ten kings of the underworld, naturally has to reward the good and punish the evil, and eliminate the evil.

I am a righteous god of China, and I can't tolerate any sand in my eyes.

The last place is the most famous Ruyi Casino in Yangzhou City.

This casino is a famous den of money-spending in Yangzhou. It makes a lot of money every day and its business is very prosperous. Even in the middle of the night, it is very lively.

Zhang Jiuyang knows that the owner of this casino is a painted skin.

Not only the owner, but 30% of the people in the casino are painted skins, and the wealth of the casino flows to the painted skin owner for his use.

Looking up at the sky, the moon has become obscure again and hidden behind the clouds.

The sky and the earth are gray, gloomy and dark.

Zhang Jiuyang waved his hand gently.

The soldiers filed in.

Not long after, there were heart-wrenching screams inside, and things were constantly broken, and many guests fled in panic.

Ruyi Casino was already a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The soldiers were finishing off the knives, stabbing each corpse a few more times to ensure that they could not die again.

Finally, Zhang Jiuyang gently threw down a fire talisman.

The raging fire turned the entire casino into a sea of ​​fire, like a blazing torch, illuminating the deep night in an instant.

There were indeed some fish that had escaped the net in the casino. They had somehow hidden themselves, and now they were forced out by the flames. They wanted to rush out, but found that all the doors and windows had been locked.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Screams, collisions, and begging for mercy continued to sound, turning this prosperous Ruyi Casino into a purgatory on earth.

Zhang Jiuyang stood in front of the sea of ​​fire, his black robe fluttering, watching the scene quietly.

He seemed to see the Yangzhou Lantern Festival again, and saw the pairs of eyes that died in vain.

He said that blood debts must be paid with blood.

Tonight, in Yangzhou City, no painted skin can live to see the sunrise.

I hope this fire can comfort the souls of those innocent people.

But these are just a little insignificant interest. The real big head is the owner of the painted skin himself!

The shout of fire broke out, and someone had already rushed to put out the fire.

After confirming that all the painted skins in the gambling house were dead, Zhang Jiuyang turned and left, his figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Everything went well for him, and he hoped that Yue Ling and the others would also succeed.

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At the same time, Shenju Mountain.

The dragon girl stood in front of the red ridge, feeling an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

The feeling of blood connection could not be faked. She was sure that this ridge was her father's spine. The familiar and long-lost feeling made her a little dazed.

"Seven stars shine, it will be a good omen."

Zhuge Yunhu looked at the bright stars in the night sky, smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu should have started to act, we should hurry up."

Looking at Ao Li, Zhuge Yunhu had a sigh in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuyang could really summon the dragon girl. I had heard that the dragon girl of Yunmengze did not care about worldly affairs and was detached from the world. I never thought that she had such a deep friendship with Zhang Jiuyang.

The dragon girl nodded when she heard this. She bent her fingers, and fairy light flowed on her jade-like fingers. She pinched the seal and uttered an ancient and mysterious language.

The language was like a song from ancient times, containing some mysterious ancient rhyme. Many of the pronunciation techniques were simply not something that a human tongue could do.

Dragon language!

Zhuge Yunhu was knowledgeable and he thought of the records of dragon language he had seen in ancient books.

It is said that in ancient times, real dragons multiplied and thrived between heaven and earth. They communicated in a unique language called dragon language.

This language was passed down from generation to generation through blood, and had all kinds of magical skills. It could command birds and control beasts, and could be transmitted to extremely distant places. Real dragons could use it to transmit sound over thousands of miles.

It is equivalent to an ancient magical power.

The next moment, the silent ridge suddenly moved.

Boom!

The earth shook, and rocks collapsed like rain.

A huge dragon head poked out from the ground, and there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in the empty eyes, but more confusion.

The dragon vein appeared!

The astonishing pressure made several Lingtailang subconsciously tighten their weapons. Facing this mountain-like dragon, there were still some fluctuations in their qi.

The dragon vein was instantly shocked and angry. It felt a big enough threat from these people.

They will threaten the tomb!

In an instant, the dragon vein roared, opened its black mouth, and soil fell from it, trying to swallow everyone.

"Oh no, retreat!"

Yue Ling shouted for them to retreat, but he did not hesitate to stand in front of the dragon girl, with his jade hand on the hilt, his eyes cold, revealing a cold light.

Ao Li shook her head and said softly, "It's okay."

Facing the flying dragon, she slowly opened her veil.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like the bright moon, her skin was as white as ice, and she was as elegant as a fairy.

"Daddy, it's me."

At the critical moment, the dragon suddenly stopped, and there was a trace of obvious throbbing in its empty eyes, staring at the small figure.

"Li... Li'er..."

Everyone was refreshed.

The dragon with the body of a mountain actually spoke!

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