The God and Buddha are actually me

In the prison, the two-faced Buddha seemed to be frozen, and the whole person was motionless like a sculpture, with his eyes completely unfocused, and only drops of blood slid down his cheeks.

This Huangquan Tiangan, who was good at bewitching people and playing with human nature, was almost going crazy at this moment.

Zhang Jiuyang could feel that his aura began to become chaotic, and even had a tendency to collapse, which was incredible for a sixth-level real person.

You know, every sixth-level real person is the top cultivator in the world, with a powerful aura like the sea and immovable like a mountain. Even if he was seriously injured, he would only decline, but not be chaotic.

But now this impossible thing happened to the two-faced Buddha.

But the two-faced Buddha is a two-faced Buddha after all. Although Zhang Jiuyang's words gave him a huge shock, he still kept a trace of clarity in the dark.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes moved, knowing that the other party had lost his mind, he must strike while the iron is hot and defeat the other party's Tao heart in one go!

"Two-Faced Buddha, if these physical evidences still cannot convince you completely, then I can also let you meet someone, an old acquaintance of yours."

After Zhang Jiuyang finished speaking, he clapped his hands gently.

Then, a figure was slowly pushed out. His face was extremely old, full of wrinkles and age spots. He sat on a chair like a rotten wood, his eyes were dull, and his hands were shaking unconsciously.

A Li pushed the old man over and sent him to the two-faced Buddha.

"Seventeen..."

The old man's voice was very hoarse, and his chest made a low roar. It seemed that he had tried his best, but the sound he said was very weak.

The two-faced Buddha's scattered pupils showed a trace of fluctuation.

The old director's surname was Cui. He named the children he picked up, often in numerical order. When he was in the Charity Bureau, he was called Cui Seventeen.

This name is really too old, so old that it seems to be a thing of the last life.

He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the old man.

The other person's face was very unfamiliar, but his eyes suddenly stopped at the other person's throat.

There was a clear red line there.

To be precise, it was a scar, a scar.

"You almost bit off his throat back then, but the old dean sent him away for treatment, which saved him. After the Great Love Charity Bureau closed, he moved to Qingzhou several times."

"Fortunately, he is still alive, but unfortunately, he has gradually forgotten the past."

"But he always shouts many numbers, the most of which... is seventeen."

The two-faced Buddha's pupils trembled.

"Two-Faced Buddha, you are unfortunate, because from the moment you were born, you were chosen by the Lord Mahakala Buddha and became a cruel chess piece, but you are also lucky, because..."

"You have been firmly loved by so many people."

"The play is fake, but the actors are real. Whether it is the mother leopard in the mountains, or Guo Xingsong who treats you like a younger brother in the Children's Bureau, or the old dean who never leaves you, they don't know that this is a play."

"That is their life."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice has a little more emotion, and he sighed: "Do you remember the old dean's gesture before his death? He was frozen to death at the door of the Children's Bureau, but he stretched out his palm before he died, as if waiting for something."

"Don't say it... Don't say it..."

There was a hint of pleading in the voice of the two-faced Buddha. He closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fists, and his nails had already pierced deeply into the flesh.

But at this moment, he was numb to the pain.

Zhang Jiuyang took a step forward and continued, "The old dean believes that you can definitely climb out. The reason why he took that posture is to let you know..."

"Even if everyone regards you as a demon, there are still people in this world waiting for you to go home."

...

The Duke's Mansion, the study.

Yue Shuai was playing chess with someone. At the beginning, his chess moves were fierce and aggressive, and the chess pieces seemed to be thousands of troops, rushing in formation, shaking the mountains and rivers, and hiding a very high level of military attainments.

But soon he moved his pieces slower and slower, and in the end he even had to think for half a day to move a step, and his brows were almost wrinkled into a "川" character.

The person playing chess with him was very calm, and he moved his pieces quickly and lightly, calmly, and even when Yue Shuai was thinking hard, he was still holding a book and reading.

"No more, no more!"

Yue Shuai gave up and complained, "It's boring. I've never won chess with you, an old charlatan!"

The other party smiled faintly, his voice was warm and calm.

"Same, I've never lost a game of chess with an old man like you."

Yue Shuai frowned, while the other party looked indifferent. The atmosphere became tense in an instant, until the door slammed and Madam Shen came in with tea.

"What's going on? You two, the turtle and the mung bean, are in love?"

Hearing Madam Shen's words, Yue Shuai and the man couldn't hold back and laughed heartily.

"Madam, you are awesome. You scolded both the civil and military officials of Daqian directly with this statement. You are really a heroine!"

Mrs. Shen rolled her eyes at her husband, then brought the tea to the man and said with a smile: "Brother Zhuge, let's drink tea. It's your favorite Spring Mountain White Snow."

Zhuge Yunhu's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he smiled and said: "Thank you, sister-in-law. This Spring Mountain Tea is not rare in summer, but if it snows heavily, preferably the first snow, the tea will be reborn, with a refreshing and sharp fragrance that will linger on your lips and teeth."

"Look, Jizhou just had a heavy snow last night, and I came here immediately because of the smell."

The three of them smiled when they heard it, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The Zhuge family and the Yue family are family friends, and Zhuge Yunhu and Yue Shuai have been friends for many years. When they were young, they worked together, one pretending to be a stickman and the other a knight.

It was also during those years of traveling around the world that Yue Shuai met Mrs. Shen in Yangzhou and fell in love at first sight.

The three of them are all old friends. After decades of ups and downs, from the prime of life to the gray hair, the friendship is still very pure and has never changed.

"In a blink of an eye, we are all old."

Zhuge Yunhu looked at the white hair on Yue Shuai's head and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The man-in-law in those days was so brave and high-spirited. He carried fine wine with a spear and conquered the nineteen states of the country. He was so happy and unrestrained.

But now he is trapped in the bitter cold land of Jizhou, guarding the country to the death, and has stayed there for forty years.

Others only saw the sight of the Generalissimo with 200,000 soldiers and horses, and even called him the King of Jizhou, but what Zhuge Yunhu saw was the increasing number of gray hairs on his old friend's head.

Mrs. Shen smiled lightly and said, "The era that belongs to us has passed. The future belongs to Xiaojiu and Ling'er."

After a pause, she smiled and said: "Xiaojiu and Ling'er, it's just like you did back then, supporting each other, subduing demons, punishing rape and eradicating evil."

Zhuge Yunhu laughed when he heard this and said, "That's right, by the way. Congratulations to both of you for having a good son-in-law. It solves a long-standing worry."

Upon hearing this, Commander Yue quickly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

He said it was okay, but the smile on his face almost reached his eyebrows.

Yue Ling's marriage has always been a worry for them, but now the worry is finally gone, and their son-in-law is still so outstanding that they can't even find him with a lantern.

"Okay, you two chat slowly while I go prepare lunch."

Mrs. Shen left the study.

The joyful atmosphere suddenly changed and became a little solemn.

"I told Xiaojiu the secret of the Ancestral Hall. Now he is getting closer and closer to the truth, but he is also getting more and more dangerous. I often worry that I will harm him."

"After all, you almost died trying to find out the truth."

Zhuge Yunhu sighed softly when he heard this and said: "This is his own choice, and now he is qualified to find the truth with us."

"Old man, I always feel powerless when facing Tianzun, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of mental strength. If you want to make an analogy, it's like...you playing chess with me."

Yue Shuai: "Hmm...huh?"

"No matter what flaw I find, he can always be one step ahead of me. In order to find out Tianzun's identity, I don't know how many hidden moves I have made and how much effort I have expended, but the result..."

"For decades, my understanding of Tianzun has been basically the same. All my tricks will be easily seen through by him. It feels like being...played?"

When Zhuge Yunhu uttered these two words, his heart was very bitter.

He is also a proud man with great resourcefulness, but at this moment he has to admit that sometimes manpower is exhausted, but the other party's wisdom has almost broken the human bottleneck.

It's like playing chess. Several times, the opponent could obviously kill, but he just passed by without causing trouble, otherwise he would never survive until now.

"Old magician, do you really want to continue the investigation? Xiaojiu's analysis is very reasonable. If you continue to investigate and find that Tianzun is really him, then you..."

Yue Shuai looked at his old friend with a worried look.

"Check, of course we have to check!"

Zhuge Yunhu resolutely said: "No matter how shocking Tianzun's true identity is, I will get to the bottom of it, even if it is... him."

Yue Shuai patted Zhuge Yunhu on the shoulder, quickly changed the topic, and deliberately teased him.

"Old magician, you should not only be here for Ling'er and Xiaojiu's marriage, but also for the one in the prison."

Zhuge Yunhu nodded and said frankly: "Yes, the Double-Faced Buddha is an old rival of our Qintian Prison. We have fought with each other for decades, but we always lose more than we win."

"This time he was defeated by Xiaojiu. Naturally, I couldn't sit still and wanted to come and see for myself."

"Haha, what does my son-in-law's credit have to do with you, an old bastard? If you want to steal the credit, don't blame me for turning your back on him."

Zhuge Yunhu was speechless. This old man, even before he became your son-in-law, was already so protective.

Are all the Yue family members so protective of their shortcomings?

"I taught Xiao Jiu all the Thirteen Form Escapes. How could I possibly take the credit from him?"

Zhuge Yunhu explained: "It is not easy to defeat the Two-Faced Buddha, but it is even more difficult to interrogate something from his mouth. I came here this time to try to see if I can pry open the mouth of this old opponent."

"After all, according to the information I got, Double-Faced Buddha was one of the earliest evil spirits to follow Tianzun. He is likely to know many things related to Tianzun!"

After fighting the Double-Faced Buddha for so many years, he knew this old opponent so well that even if he was captured alive, he would never utter a word.

Even if it is said, nine times out of ten it is wrong information and deliberately misleading.

When it comes to deceiving people, Zhuge Yunhu has never seen anyone more terrifying than him, so he came here to help.

"Then you might be late."

Yue Shuai smiled mysteriously and said: "Xiao Jiu's trial has already begun, and he said that there is a 70% certainty that he can break his defenses and make him speak."

Zhuge Yunhu frowned when he heard this. He did not doubt Zhang Jiuyang's ability, but interrogating the Two-Faced Buddha was by no means an overnight success. Even he had to grind it out little by little.

And the certainty is less than 50%.

"The two-faced Buddha is not someone who will be defeated so easily. Will Xiaojiu underestimate the enemy this time?"

Yue Shuai smiled and said, "Then I don't know. Anyway, that's what my son-in-law said."

Zhuge Yunhu shook his head. His ears were almost calloused by the sound of "son-in-law".

"By the way, I told Ling'er that if there is any result from the interrogation, let me know. Old charlatan, since you don't believe they can succeed, how about we bet--"

Suddenly, Yue Shuai's voice stopped abruptly, because a paper crane flew in from outside.

The paper crane circled and fell into Yue Shuai's hand. He opened it and saw four words written on the yellow paper.

"Mission accomplished."

...

Tianlao.

Suddenly, there were roars of exhaustion, like the howling of a beast in a cage before death, and like the cry of a person after complete despair and collapse.

After an unknown period of time, Tianlao became quiet again.

Zhang Jiuyang stood in front of the two-faced Buddha, with a trace of pity in his eyes, looking at the old man in front of him who seemed to have been drained of his vitality.

The two-faced Buddha seemed to have aged by dozens of years in an instant, with empty eyes and dull eyes, and even drooling from his mouth.

In a short period of time, his spirit was subjected to an unimaginable huge impact, as if the whole world had been overturned.

He had no sister at all.

Brother Guo, who had bullied him, turned out to be very considerate to him, but he was almost bitten off the throat by him.

The old dean who had once made him completely despair of this world, turned out to have never given up on him from beginning to end.

Once...

Too many things were overturned, and that huge impact made the soul of a sixth-level real person unable to bear it, his heart of Taoism was broken, and he collapsed completely.

"Cui Shiqi."

Zhang Jiuyang called out the name that had been sealed for a long time, and no longer called the two-faced Buddha.

"Now we should be able to have a good talk."

"About the Black Sky Plan, about the Great Black Sky Buddha, I think you should be willing to share some things with me, after all..."

Zhang Jiuyang's calm voice revealed a hint of murderous intent.

"I want to kill Him just like you do now."

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