The God and Buddha are actually me

The fourth tip?

Zhang Jiuyang was silent. He felt a little confused now.

He previously speculated that Tianzun was Zhuge Qixing, but as he continued to collect clues, he was even 70% or 80% sure.

But now Yue Shuai told him that Tianzun bloodbathed the Duke's Mansion in order to take away the fourth tip bag left by Zhuge Qixing?

Zhang Jiuyang's originally more and more certain guess became a little uncertain again.

If Tianzun is really Zhuge Qixing, then he does not need to take away the so-called brochure, because the contents in the brocade bag were originally written by him, so why bother.

Unless this tip is special compared to the first three, it is not just a prophecy.

"Back then, Imperial Master Zhuge left a total of four packages, but the fourth package was kept secret. The Imperial Master secretly summoned the head of the Yue family at that time, who was the eldest son of the ancestor, and asked him to make a solemn oath. , keep the tip bag properly and never open it.”

"Since then, this kit has become a secret known only to each generation of the Yue family, and it has been passed down to this day. The place where the kit is placed is the ancestral hall of my Yue family, in the secret compartment under the ancestor's spiritual throne."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and said: "Shuai Yue, when Zhuge Imperial Master left this fourth tip bag, didn't he tell you when it could be opened?"

Yue Shuai shook his head and said: "This is also the strange thing about the fourth kit. For the first three kits, the Imperial Master left specific opening times or conditions for opening, but for this fourth kit, , but the Imperial Master said nothing.”

"He just asked our in-laws to protect this thing from generation to generation, and we are not allowed to open it privately."

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something and stopped talking.

"I have already told you the secrets of the ancestral hall. You are extremely smart and know something about Huangquan. If you have thought of something, you might as well say so."

Yue Shuai asked. In fact, he really wanted to know what was hidden in the kit that the Yue family had guarded for generations, the kit that caused the disaster.

Zhang Jiuyang hesitated for a moment and said: "I am wondering, with Zhuge Guoshi's wisdom, is there a possibility that this bag of tips is not left to the Yue family, but to... Tianzun."

Yue Shuai's pupils trembled.

"Master Zhuge knows that the Yue family has always been loyal and courageous. Every generation is a strong man who values ​​love and righteousness. You will keep this bag of tips. Even after six hundred years, no one will peek at it. If you put it in the Yue family, there is no doubt that It’s the safest.”

"The reason why I don't say when the bag of tips will be opened is because it will be opened naturally when Tianzun arrives."

Yue Shuai was silent for a long time, then quietly clenched his fists, clenching them so tightly that veins popped out on his arms.

He spoke after a moment, his voice a little hoarse.

"I believe in the Imperial Master."

Although he felt that Zhang Jiuyang's analysis was reasonable, he still chose to believe Zhuge Qixing.

Because if Zhang Jiuyang's words are true, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Yue family, which has been loyal and courageous for six hundred years and has guarded the treasure trove.

Six hundred years of protection is just waiting for evil spirits to come to visit.

Those who died in the massacre at the Duke's Mansion, his most beloved little daughter, and the three sons he had high hopes for, all died without their bodies intact.

Over the years, he has dreamed back countless times at midnight and asked himself, if he had chosen to save the children in the first place, would they have died?

But he will always come to the conclusion that although he is heartbroken, he has no regrets.

Because a man from the Yue family has a promise worth a thousand gold, and because he is entrusted by Zhuge Imperial Master, it must be related to the rise and fall of the world, far more than the lives of the whole family.

But it would be so chilling if Zhuge Qixing had already calculated that they would be in trouble at the Duke's Mansion, but didn't warn them, and just used them as a tool to pass on tips to evil spirits.

Yue Shuai didn't want to believe it, and couldn't believe it either.

Otherwise, their sacrifice and loyalty seem to have become a joke.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly when he saw this and asked another question.

"Shuai Yue, besides your Yue family, is there anyone else who knows the secret of the kit?"

Tianzun came to the Duke's Mansion, obviously for the brocade bag, and the bloodbath was done casually, which meant that the other party also knew the secret of the brocade bag.

Following this line, we may be able to further figure out the identity of Tianzun.

"No more. Even the Zhuge family doesn't know, because Zhuge Yunhu was also very shocked when he heard the fourth tip bag."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, but he didn't say something, but buried it in his heart.

In fact, there is someone who also knows the secret of the fourth kit, and that is Zhuge Qixing himself. But saying this is almost telling Yue Shuai that Tianzun is Zhuge Qixing.

This is not only cruel, but also ridiculous. No one would dare to believe it.

"I have never told Ling'er these things because she is too upright and impulsive. I am afraid that she will have random thoughts."

"Thank you Commander Yue for trusting me and being willing to tell me this secret."

Yue Shuai patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Ling'er is a sharp sword, but this sword is too sharp. If you are not careful, you will hurt someone. Xiaojiu, please help her. "

"Only you can scabbard her sword and help her learn to restrain her edge."

"Especially when fighting Huang Quan, you must not show off your bravery, but must plan and act later. If you weren't here, I really wouldn't trust her to investigate the case alone."

Zhang Jiuyang knew that the reason why the other party would be honest with him and tell the secrets that the Yue family had guarded for six hundred years was entirely out of concern and trust for his daughter.

"Please rest assured, Commander Yue, I will protect her."

Yue Shuai paused slightly when he heard this, and then laughed loudly, feeling very satisfied.

This was the first time in so many years that he heard that a man dared to say that he wanted to protect Ling'er, especially since Ling'er had grown up now.

Over the years, he has also scouted out many young talents for Ling'er, but those people, let alone protecting Ling'er, would tremble with fear even when they stood in front of Ling'er and were stared at by her.

In Yue Shuai's view, a man, regardless of his level of cultivation, must have the courage to protect the people he values. Whether he can do so is one thing, and whether he dares to do so is another.

"Haha, okay, then you have agreed, okay, okay!"

Yue Shuai waved his hand and said with great courage: "While the commander-in-chief is being imprisoned, you should hurry up and get married. It's better to choose a date than to hit it. I think it will be at the end of this month. It happens to be an auspicious day!"

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, getting married?

No, what did I promise?

It seems that the agreement between the two of us is not a kind of agreement!

"Get married at the end of the month, and try to have a baby by the end of the year. You are both grown up, and you are pursuing such a dangerous case. You must leave your bloodline as soon as possible!"

Mentioning this matter, Yue Shuai changed his previous general demeanor and looked very excited.

Zhang Jiuyang took a breath of air. He got married at the end of the month and was pregnant with a child at the end of the year. Is this treating him like a donkey?

"Shuai Yue, this matter——"

"What did you call me?"

Zhang Jiuyang took a breath of air again and was speechless for a long time.

Commander Yue glared at him and pretended to be angry: "Why are you so outspoken? Since I am Yue Ling's father, you can just call me father-in-law."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

He suddenly felt as if he had been tricked.

Instead of deciding between King Yong and him, Yue Shuai had already made a decision. Holding a family banquet was just a routine. In fact, he wanted to marry his daughter off quickly, for fear that Zhang Jiuyang would regret it.

"No, Yue Shuai, I don't seem to be ready yet—"

"Haha, I asked you before, are you really ready to know the secret of the ancestral hall? You said you are ready."

"Although the kit is lost now, the secret of the Yue family's ancestral hall is still not allowed to be known to outsiders. If you say you are ready, then you naturally agree to be the son-in-law of my Yue family."

"A true man, do you still want to admit your guilt?"

Zhang Jiuyang almost vomited blood. It turned out that from then on, Yue Shuai had set a trap for him.

Old fox, what an old fox!

"Oh, my child, I also know that you are a little wronged by marrying a wife with such a temper as Ling'er, but think about it, although Ling'er has a bad temper, she has great martial arts skills!"

Zhang Jiuyang: "???"

"No, I'm wrong. Although she has a bad temper, her appearance is not bad at all. If nothing else, I have seen all over Jizhou. Is there any woman who can be more beautiful than Ling'er?"

"It's better to have a bad temper. At least you won't be bullied by outsiders. The girls in my in-laws' family will always protect their shortcomings."

"For example, Hong Xia was a little pepper back then. When we first met, he mistook me for a lewd thief and even beat me up. His swordsmanship... was so beautiful!"

Zhang Jiuyang was amazed. He didn't expect that the old marshal and his wife had such an interesting experience back then.

Yue Shuai seemed to be interested, and pulled Zhang Jiuyang to sit down, and then brought out a large jar of fine wine, aged for fifty years, from under the table in the ancestral hall.

"I haven't been in good health lately. My wife doesn't like me drinking. Whenever I drink, she has to practice swordsmanship. After thinking about it, I put the wine in the ancestral hall and drink it secretly here."

Yue Shuai opened the wine jar, poured a bowl for Zhang Jiuyang, and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, you will understand later."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

"Come on, let's not go home until we get drunk today!"

Zhang Jiuyang laughed to himself. It was obviously Yue Shuai who wanted to drink, but he was also afraid of guilt, so he took him as his backer.

The two of them drank heavily. The wine was very strong, but it was also very enjoyable.

Zhang Jiuyang did not use Xuan Gong, but simply relied on his strong physique to serve bowl after bowl without changing his expression, which made Yue Shuai praise him repeatedly.

After three rounds of drinking, Yue Shuai's face was already a little tipsy.

"Xian son-in-law, you have to remember, no matter who you suspect Tianzun is, don't say it until you don't have conclusive evidence, or even if you have enough evidence..."

"Especially don't let Ling'er know. That child... is too straight-tempered and may not be able to accept it..."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. It seemed that the reason why Yue Shuai wanted to drink was not because he was happy. On the contrary, it was because he was also suspicious.

He said he didn't want to believe it, but how could he really not care in his heart?

Just pretending as if nothing happened.

"Xian son-in-law, next...how are you going to investigate?"

Zhang Jiuyang thought for a while and said: "Two-faced Buddha."

Although Yue Ling had tried his best to conceal the identity of the Double-Faced Buddha, there was too much movement that night, and if he wanted to mobilize 200,000 Jizhou troops, it was absolutely impossible without Commander-in-Chief Yue's permission.

Others can hide it, but Yue Shuai definitely knows.

Sure enough, Yue Shuai did not say who the Double-Faced Buddha was, but showed a hint of solemnity on his drunken face and said: "The Double-Faced Buddha is indeed a good choice. He is a man from the underworld and may know more secrets of Tianzun. ”

"But he is also a tough guy. Are you sure?"

Zhang Jiuyang thought about it seriously and said, "I'm sure."

"How much?"

"Seventy percent."

"good!"

Yue Shuai raised the bowl and said with a smile: "Then it depends on your methods, Xianxiang."

He was also very curious, what method would Zhang Jiuyang use to pry open the mouth of the two-faced Buddha who he had no idea about?

He'll wait and see.

The two of them kept clinking their glasses, one bowl after another, and soon the jar of fine wine was empty. Yue Shuai took out the second jar, the third jar...

Zhang Jiuyang had been accompanying him all the time, not because he didn't want to give a betrothal gift, but because he saw that Yue Shuai was depressed and wanted to drink to relieve his sorrow.

"No matter who the Heavenly Lord is, the blood feud of my Yue family... must be avenged!"

"Even if it is..."

Later, Yue Shuai was drunk, and the drunkenness on his face became more obvious. He kept shouting a sentence.

"Suppress the barbarians outside, eliminate the demons inside, drive the tigers and wolves out of the mountains and rivers, and open peace to the nine states!"

"The oath of Taoshan, the oath of Taoshan..."

Zhang Jiuyang was silent. He naturally knew what the oath of Taoshan was.

More than 600 years ago, three young men witnessed the turmoil in the mountains and rivers of the nine states, and the people were in danger. They swore together in Taoshan to seek a peaceful and prosperous world for the people of the world.

Since then, the three have shared joys and sorrows, cut through thorns and brambles, and never changed their minds despite thousands of difficulties and dangers.

That was a period of time that countless people yearned for.

The Taoshan oath is also the oath of peace. It is a heroic oath that has echoed over Daqian for six hundred years and has lasted for a long time.

According to historical books, the three heroes of Qianyuan worked hard for this oath and fought until the last moment of their lives. Yue Shuai once respected this oath very much, but now, he began to waver.

Drinking to relieve sorrow only makes sorrow worse. Yue Shuai soon got completely drunk.

…

Outside the ancestral hall.

Yue Ling and her mother came to the door together.

It was dark, but Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Jiang did not come back. The servants said that they entered the ancestral hall.

After finishing her work, Yue Ling came to look for them with her mother.

From a distance, a strong smell of alcohol floated out.

Mrs. Shen's face suddenly froze.

It was not that she did not allow her husband to drink, but her husband had suffered a lot of hidden injuries in the battlefields over the years. Drinking must be moderate, otherwise it would not be conducive to recovery.

But this guy, it's ok to drink secretly in the ancestral hall without her knowing, but he dared to drag Zhang Jiuyang to drink?

"Bring my sword."

Mrs. Shen raised her eyebrows, and the demure and elegant look on her face disappeared in an instant, and she prepared to stretch her muscles.

"Mom, not really, Dad is just happy, it's nothing to drink once--"

Yue Ling was about to persuade her when she heard her father's voice in the ancestral hall, with a strong sense of drunkenness.

"My dear son-in-law, I'll tell you secretly, Ling'er has been restless since she was a child, nicknamed Little Tiger, and bites everyone she sees. But once she bit an iron plate, three teeth fell out, and she couldn't speak well, hahaha..."

"By the way, there was another time when she was three years old and hit her head against a stone. Although the stone broke, she was unconscious for three days. She was simply an iron-headed child hahaha..."

Yue Ling's face darkened, and the Overlord Spear appeared in his hand, and the tip of the spear scratched a crack on the ground.

"Not really, Ling'er, put the gun away--"

"My dear son-in-law, you've suffered so much. Actually, I understand. You say, who doesn't want to marry a gentle, well-behaved and sensible wife? Ling'er, follow her mother!"

Mrs. Shen snapped her fingers, and the silver needle of the embroidery flew out like a silk thread, piercing the door of the ancestral hall and shooting in.

The next moment, a scream was heard from inside.

"How dare you, who dares to sneak attack me?"

Mrs. Shen took the sword handed over by the maid and sneered.

"Ling'er, let's go together."

Yue Ling: "..."