The God and Buddha are actually me

At dawn, facing the rising morning light, a carriage slowly drove into Qingzhou City.

Zhang Jiuyang lifted the curtain and quietly looked at the most prosperous city in Qingzhou.

The city wall was tall and majestic, with mottled moss faintly visible, with a heavy sense of vicissitudes and full of the imprint of time.

On the city wall, armor stood in a row, and the soldiers held long spears and stood straight.

It was still early, and Qingzhou City was already full of fireworks. The shops on the spacious streets had opened early, and the men carrying manure, the hawkers shouting, and the children playing were like a slowly unfolding painting.

A little head appeared above Zhang Jiuyang's head, curiously looking at everything around.

"Brother Jiu, is this Qingzhou City? It's so big!"

Ali had only lived in Yunhe County before, and had only heard the name of Qingzhou City from others, but she didn't expect it to be so big.

Zhang Jiuyang saw something different.

"Butler Zhou, is the Buddhist incense so prosperous in your Qingzhou City?"

As he walked along, he actually saw several monks, and judging from the reactions of the local people, they seemed to be very awed by them. When they saw them from afar, they would put their hands together and bow to them.

The middle-aged man who was driving the carriage, who was also the butler of Zhou Mansion in Qingzhou City, heard this and said, "Master Zhang, you don't know that these are monks from the Golden Body Temple."

"Golden Body Temple?"

"The Golden Body Temple was recently renamed. It was previously called Xishan Temple. It was not famous, but a few months ago, a wandering monk named Nengren entered Xishan Temple. This person was quite magical, and soon made Xishan Temple famous."

"Then why was it changed to the Golden Body Temple? Could it be that this Master Nengren cultivated a golden body?"

Zhang Jiuyang showed a trace of doubt in his eyes.

According to Lao Gao's words, the Buddhist monks who cultivate relics and prove the golden body, and who can cultivate the golden body, are all unfathomable and have great magical powers.

With such a divine monk in charge, how could there be evil spirits in Qingzhou City?

Hearing this, the housekeeper Zhou showed a trace of indignation and said, "What master? That monk Nengren is even more greedy than the officials. Ordinary people who want to do things with him must first offer a golden body to the temple. Soon the temple will be magnificent, so it is named Jinshen Temple."

After a pause, he said, "In fact, after the master was possessed by evil spirits, I also found that monk Nengren, but who knew that the other party asked for half of our master's property before he would take action. He was really greedy!"

So when he heard that there was a Zhang Banxian in Yunhe County, he rushed to invite him overnight.

Compared with half of Zhou's property, the famous sword Taiyue is precious, but it is nothing.

Not long after, the carriage arrived at Zhou's house.

Zhou's house is located on Dongli Street in Qingzhou City. The environment is quiet and the feng shui is suitable. The vermilion gate is very imposing, and the two stone lions at the door are lifelike and majestic.

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly stopped and stared at the two stone lions in a daze.

Seeing this scene, housekeeper Zhou suddenly became nervous, secretly looking at Zhang Jiuyang, with a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.

In Feng Shui, the stone lions placed at the door are very particular. One lion needs to have its mouth open and the other closed. Open mouth means to attract wealth, and closed mouth means to keep wealth, which means that wealth only comes in but not out.

In addition, lions are objects to ward off evil spirits in the house. Placing stone lions at the door can enhance the yang energy of the owner, drive away evil spirits, and protect the house.

However, at this moment, in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, these two stone lions that ward off evil spirits in the house look different.

The stone bodies are all burnt black, the open mouth spews black smoke, the closed mouth is full of blood red, the eyes are ferocious and resentful, and the scarlet eyeballs move slightly, as if staring at Zhang Jiuyang.

He heard the roar of evil spirits in his ears.

"Stinky Taoist priest, stop meddling in other people's business!"

"Get lost!"

"Get out of here!"

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"Master Zhang, Master Zhang!"

As the voice of housekeeper Zhou sounded, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, and everything returned to normal. The stone lion stood quietly in front of the door, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

But Zhang Jiuyang knew that it was the ghosts in Zhou's house who were warning and demonstrating.

"Brother Jiu, the things in the house are so fierce~"

Ali's voice sounded, but she was not afraid at all, but eager to try.

Perhaps because of her bloodline of the Yin people, the little girl had no fear of these ghosts in her bones. Not long after she drowned, she dared to bite Yunniang, who was about to become a fierce one, with her tiger teeth. It can be seen that she is fierce.

"Brother Jiu, when you have refined the magic sword, prepare two kitchen knives for me~"

The little girl acted coquettishly, but what she said was embarrassing.

Thinking of the way Ali carried two kitchen knives and chased the monsters and ghosts all the way, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt a little guilty towards Uncle Jiang.

I seem to have raised someone's cabbage in the wrong way...

"Butler Zhou, lead the way. I want to see the Taiyue Sword first."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said calmly in the other party's uneasy eyes.

Although the ghost is fierce, it is still far behind Yunniang. Even if he can't beat it, he has the confidence to retreat unscathed. In order to refine the magic sword to kill ghosts, he might as well give it a try.

Hearing this, Butler Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sighed that he was worthy of being Master Zhang.

In fact, before Zhang Jiuyang, he had also invited other people, but those monks and Taoists were boastful, and as a result, they were frightened pale and trembling when they arrived at the door of Zhou Mansion, and they dared not go in no matter what.

Only Master Zhang, who clearly noticed the abnormality, was still calm and unhurried.

"Master Zhang, please come this way."

His voice became more respectful.

The Zhou Mansion is very large, and seems to be even more luxurious than the Cui Mansion in Dongguan County. There are many rare green plants, rockery pavilions, and terraces inside, just like the Jiangnan garden.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart. If such a Jiangnan garden-style mansion was placed on the earth in the previous life, it would definitely be an astronomical figure.

There was an inexplicable chill, and the servants all lowered their heads, looking trembling.

Soon, the two came to a vermilion pavilion with three locks.

Butler Zhou took out the keys and opened them one by one, saying: "The Taiyue sword is inside."

Pushing open the door, you can smell a faint incense. It is very spacious inside, like a small museum exhibition hall, with many precious cultural relics on display.

Calligraphy and paintings, seals, ancient copper coins, ceramics...

There are countless things to see.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed inwardly that the financial resources of this Mr. Zhou are really amazing.

In the middle of the room, there was an ancient sword with a sheath. The black sheath was engraved with complex cloud patterns, and the hilt was inlaid with a piece of flawless white jade. The golden sword tassel was hanging down and gently fluttering in the breeze.

Although it was not unsheathed, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be able to feel the invisible sharpness.

Ah Li quietly hid behind him and said, "Brother Jiu, this sword seems to be a bit scary."

Although this sword is not well-known now, it was once the sword of the military god Yue Jun. It followed him in the south and north, killed countless enemies, and it was stained with countless blood.

In folk legends, even the butcher's pig-killing knife can have a certain deterrent effect on ghosts, not to mention this famous sword from the ancient battlefield.

Just seeing the Taiyue Sword at this moment, Zhang Jiuyang could conclude that it must meet the requirements of refining the sword for beheading ghosts.

Clang!

Zhang Jiuyang drew the sword out of the sheath, and the sword body was as clear and bright as a pool of autumn water, reflecting the waves in his eyes.

He raised his finger and flicked it lightly. The sword rang loudly and vigorously, like a dragon's roar, and there seemed to be a murderous aura coming towards him.

"The ancient sword is cold and dim, and it has been forged for thousands of years.

The white light contains the sun and the moon, and the purple air is like a bull."

Zhang Jiuyang recited this poem by Bai Juyi softly, and there seemed to be a sword aura in his heart, and his eyes became sharper and brighter.

Taiyue Sword, he was determined!

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