The God and Buddha are actually me

"This little girl's name is Xiulan. Strangely enough, her parents are in the herbal medicine business, but they suddenly disappeared not long ago, and then this little girl voluntarily sold herself to me."

Zhang Jiuyang has already paid for the madam to hire a doctor to treat her, but judging from the doctor's solemn expression, I'm afraid the situation is not ideal.

The madam glanced at the sword in Zhang Jiuyang's hand with his peripheral vision, swallowed his saliva, and was still frightened, so he could only tell the origin of this little girl obediently.

Just now, she refused to let Xiulan out of the Hualiu Room, and then she saw the little Taoist priest suddenly draw his sword. The sword blade was very strange, as red as jade, and it split a big bluestone next to him in half!

The Taoist sheathed his sword and his sharp eyes made her dare not disobey him again, and she would obey his instructions honestly.

"What's even more strange is that unlike other women who are shy about accepting customers at first, she is not only eager to accept customers, but the more the better, and she will accept them regardless of the price."

"The girls all say that she is a born slut."

"Master Dao, you also know that in our business, we will always encounter some strange customers who make some excessive demands, so all the customers that other girls are unwilling to accept are pushed to her."

"She also refuses no one. In less than a month, she received almost two hundred customers!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart sank. He finally understood why this woman was sent to the Hualiu Room at such a young age, and her injuries were so serious.

"Actually, I also advised her not to be in a hurry if she wants to make money. If she continues like this, her health will be unbearable, but she doesn't listen and insists on doing so."

When the madam saw Zhang Jiuyang's cold eyes, her heart trembled, and she quickly said a few good words for herself.

At this moment, the doctor came out and shook his head at the two of them, indicating that there was no way to save him.

Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a moment, and then suddenly threw a piece of silver to the old bustard.

"Find a good coffin and bury her properly. I will come back to you."

“If you are slacking off, think of that stone.”

After that, Zhang Jiuyang no longer went into the room to see the girl's body, but his eyes were cold and murderous, and his long black hair was gently floating in the night wind.

"Ah Li, follow me later."

The madam was just wondering who the Taoist priest was talking to when he heard a child's crisp voice suddenly ringing around him.

"Brother Ninth, that sister is out."

The madam was startled. There was no one around, so how could there be a girl's voice?

And... who came out?

Before she could think about it, the door of the room was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind. The madam felt a chill in her body, and then her eyes were in a trance, and she vaguely saw Xiulan, who was lying on the hospital bed just now.

The other party bowed slightly towards her, then glanced at Zhang Jiuyang, wanting to say something but drifting away involuntarily.

"She is thanking you for taking care of her during this time."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice sounded, and then he held the long sword in his hand and tiptoed towards the distance.

"Bury her properly. It will also be considered as accumulating moral virtue for yourself."

The sound gradually faded away, and when the old bustard came back to his senses, he found that the Taoist priest had disappeared.

She looked down at the ingot of silver in her hand, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little hot.

…

In the dark night, Zhang Jiuyang's figure is as fast as a ghost. He has never practiced any light kung fu or escape skills, but with his pure magic power and extraordinary physique, he can be said to be as fast as a galloping horse and as light as a flying swallow when running. .

It just consumes more mana. Fortunately, his mana has improved a lot during this period and can still be sustained.

After running for a full moment, the Xiulan ghost floating in the air slowed down.

"Brother Ninth, I want to make the first cut!"

Ah Li was holding her two pink kitchen knives with a murderous look on her face. She was really angry tonight.

She could feel that that sister was a very gentle and kind person, but she was bullied to this extent by Xie Sui. That Xie Sui deserved to die!

She wants to chop it into pieces like minced meat!

Zhang Jiuyang did not speak, but the cold light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. The ghost-slaying sword in his hand came with waves of heat and trembled slightly in the sheath, as if he felt the murderous intention in the sword master's heart.

The three-foot sword at the waist shows injustice.

…

After a while, Xiulan's soul came to a house in the east of the city.

Phew~

Under the donkey shed, the two donkeys seemed to have sensed something. They howled sadly and tried hard to break free from the reins, even leaving their bodies covered in bloodstains.

Xiulan's soul lingered beside the two donkeys for a long time and refused to leave.

Zhang Jiuyang was hiding on the eaves, quietly observing this scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

No, this is not a donkey. A donkey cannot have such human eyes.

That kind of heartache and sadness even Zhang Jiuyang was affected by.

Inexplicably, he remembered what the madam said.

"Her parents are in the herbal medicine business, but they suddenly disappeared not long ago..."

A bold guess emerged in his mind.

Could it be that these two donkeys belong to Xiulan...

A similar story was recorded in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". There was a warlock who was proficient in the art of animal creation and could turn women and children into donkeys and sheep, in order to make money by trafficking them.

Her parents must have been affected by a spell such as animal creation, so they suddenly 'disappeared'.

"Die so soon?"

A figure walked out of the house. He was dressed in red and had a handsome face but there was an evil look between his eyebrows. He looked at Xiulan's ghost with disgust.

"What a waste. I originally wanted to turn you into a plague ghost, but I didn't want to show my resentment. It's a waste of my Soul-Restraining Talisman!"

He also did not expect that Xiulan went through such inhuman torture and finally contracted an illness and died, but her soul had almost no resentment.

This ruined his plan to refine the plague ghost, but it didn't matter, what he really wanted to torture... was the couple.

"Your daughter is so kind, haha, I like it. I will slowly torture her in the future so that she will never be born again!"

The donkeys brayed angrily.

The man laughed, but his voice became colder and colder, filled with hatred.

"Now, you can finally understand my feelings."

He picked up the hatchet beside him and slowly walked towards the two donkeys.

Xiulan's ghost wanted to stop her. He opened his mouth and spat out a gust of evil wind, which blew Xiulan to the wall.

"I said I would let you take in 600 guests, and then I let your parents go."

"It's a pity that you didn't do it."

"But to tell you the truth, even if you do it, I will still kill them. After all... I just want to kill your whole family!"

His face was twisted, filled with the joy of revenge.

Tonight, he will eat donkey meat and burn it.

But just when the hatchet in his hand was about to fall, his expression suddenly changed. He made a seal with his hand, and at the last moment, his figure flickered and escaped three feet away.

boom!

A pink kitchen knife cut off the wooden stake, it was extremely sharp.

"How dare Xiao Xiao dare to make a sneak attack——"

Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, the other kitchen knife in Ah Li's hand was already spinning and thrown out, as fast as a meteor, and the man only had time to dodge sideways.

The pink kitchen knife flew past his face, and then was nailed deeply into the wall.

A wisp of blood slipped down, and red hair appeared on the injured part of the man, and a red tail appeared on his back.

Ah Li stretched out her hand, and the pink kitchen knife nailed into the wall flew back again. She held two knives in her hands, her white skirt gradually turned red, and she looked at the man murderously, with two pigtails rising into the sky.

"A fierce ghost?"

The man frowned slightly, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

This little thing's resentment is a bit heavy, but she has no enmity against me, so why should she take action?

"Little beast, I advise you to get out of here and don't delay Mr. Hu from my work tonight, otherwise I will turn you into a plague ghost!"

But just as he finished speaking, he heard a sound slowly coming out, which was the sound of the sword body rubbing against the scabbard.

Under the dark night, a red sword slowly emerged from its sheath.

Zhang Jiuyang drew his sword and moved forward. There seemed to be invisible sword energy lingering around him, making the Taoist robes rustle and his hair fluttering.

"Brother Ninth, he scolded me!"

Ah Li felt a little aggrieved.

"I heard it."

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly: "Pull out his tongue later."

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