The God and Buddha are actually me

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, knowing that he had won this psychological game.

In the picture, Yue Shen took a deep breath and was about to continue talking, but a voice suddenly came from outside, a little sharp.

"His Majesty summoned urgently, please go to the imperial study quickly!"

She sighed and said, "Yan Luo, I have something else to talk about later."

Zhang Jiuyang just said lightly: "Si Shi, I will only wait for you until Si Shi, and I will not wait after the deadline."

After that, he ended the conversation directly without any dragging, so that Yue Shen swallowed the words that had just reached her throat.

On the phoenix bed, her towering chest trembled angrily, and she felt very aggrieved.

For a long time, relying on the natural charm of the fox clan, she was hopeless and disadvantageous in doing things, even the emperor of the current dynasty was extremely fond of her.

But in just one day, she was repeatedly defeated by Zhang Jiuyang and Yan Luo.

"Yan Luo..."

Yue Shen bit her silver teeth lightly and slowly read out the name.

"Madam, Madam?"

The eunuch outside kept urging.

"I know, I'm washing up, let him wait."

The eunuch paused, but thinking of the majesty and means of this madam, he finally lowered his head.

...

"Brother Jiu, I've caught the man for you~"

Zhang Jiuyang had just stood up when Ah Li's voice came from a distance, coming from far away and approaching in a moment.

She came with a black umbrella in her hand, holding a figure in one hand, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, with unshaven beard, haggard expression, and looked a little down and out.

The scholar seemed to be greatly frightened, his eyes were a little sluggish, and when Ah Li dropped him, his legs and feet were weak.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "Are you Mr. Liaozhai?"

"No, I'm not Mr. Liaozhai. I'm just a fake who wants to make some money. You found the wrong person!!"

"Of course I know you're not Mr. Liaozhai."

Zhang Jiuyang pointed at himself and said with a smile, "Because I am Mr. Liaozhai."

The scholar was stunned, and then he knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Jiuyang and begged for mercy, saying, "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please don't remember my faults..."

He thought the other party was seeking revenge, after all, he used someone else's name to write books to make money.

In fact, he also thought about whether Mr. Liaozhai would come for revenge at the beginning, but then he thought that the mysterious Mr. Liaozhai seemed to have been in Yangzhou all the time, and the things in Jizhou would probably not be passed on to him.

But he never expected that Mr. Liaozhai not only came, but also had such great ability, and even kept a female ghost under his command, which seemed to be the legendary monk!

"You write well, and you are quite similar to me."

What he didn't expect was that Zhang Jiuyang was not angry, but praised him.

"I will give you ten thousand taels of gold. Are you willing to go to another place and write books for me?"

The scholar was stunned when he heard this.

"I will let you out in ten years. By then, you will be the real Mr. Liaozhai, and you can take the gold and fly away, enjoying the glory and wealth."

"I will also teach you some simple cultivation methods to prolong your life and make up for the missing ten years. How about it?"

Zhang Jiuyang looked at him and said with a smile.

When he saw the book "The Mysterious History of the Young Aunt", he had this idea and wanted to find someone to write a book for him, so as to spread the incense.

He was usually busy with cultivation and had no time to be a copycat, but if there were a steady stream of works to be passed down, it would be very helpful for collecting incense.

The scholar in front of him was quite talented and was very suitable for doing this.

When he heard about the ten thousand taels of gold, the scholar was immediately moved.

"I am the son-in-law of the Yue family. If you don't believe me, you must believe General Yue."

"You, you are Zhang Jiuyang, the real person?"

The scholar's eyes widened, and he stuttered suddenly, looking at Zhang Jiuyang with an extremely hot look.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly, did he meet a good match?

"I am Dugu Hong, and I meet you, my benefactor!"

Zhang Jiuyang was a little puzzled, and helped him up and asked, "Do you know me?"

Dugu Hong nodded repeatedly, and then told him all the causes and consequences.

It turned out that not long ago, his sister got married and wore a very beautiful wedding dress, but died suddenly on the wedding day. But a few days later, before the burial, his sister suddenly came back to life and told him that it was the little aunt god and Zhang Zhenren who saved her.

No one in the family believed it, but he had been obsessed with all kinds of strange things since he was a child, and he believed it without a doubt.

It was also because of this incident that he got inspired and wrote a book "The Mysterious History of Little Aunt".

Zhang Jiuyang smiled. At the beginning, he asked A Li to release the souls of the brides from the black umbrella and help those who died within seven days to return to life. It was just a casual act and he didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, he could discover a rare talent.

To others, Dugu Hong's writing of such idle books can be regarded as not doing his job properly, but to Zhang Jiuyang, this talent is a priceless treasure that can help him quickly collect incense and obtain the inheritance of the visualization map.

Lu Zu's invitation to the gods has been delayed for a long time. He must get it quickly so that he can have a bottom line in his heart no matter what he does.

And he is also looking forward to which god will be the next visualization map?

"Since it is needed by the benefactor, I will not need to spend ten thousand taels of gold, but I will die for it!"

Dugu Hong said this not only to repay his gratitude, but also to express his gratitude to Zhang Jiuyang for his attention to him. He can feel that the other party really appreciates his talent.

"Haha, I always keep my word. If I say it's ten thousand taels, I won't give less."

Then Zhang Jiuyang took him to the world in the gourd and built a mansion for him, named Little Black House.

"Brother Dugu, next, please write the story of Lu Zu for me."

Zhang Jiuyang told all the legends of Lu Zu that he knew, and then let him play freely.

Seeing that Dugu Hong quickly got into the state and wrote furiously, Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and quietly left without disturbing him.

It seems that Lu Zu's treasured edict will be available soon.

...

"Brother Jiu, when are we going out to play?"

A Li remembered that Brother Jiu promised her that they would go out to play together after catching Dugu Hong.

At this moment, she was riding Ao Ya, who had turned into a black dragon, and fishing a piece of beef with a bamboo pole, which attracted Ao Ya to fly continuously and cheer.

"When your sister-in-law Dragon Girl wakes up, we'll set off."

Zhang Jiuyang was practicing cross-legged, but he didn't notice that the pink kitchen knife on A Li's waist was falling off bit by bit in the air.

As Ao Ya flipped, A Li's pink kitchen knife accidentally fell from the air, and it was exactly in the direction of Zhang Jiuyang.

At this moment, he had just reached a critical point in his practice, and he was completely selfless and didn't notice it in time.

The kitchen knife kept flipping in the air, and when it fell on Zhang Jiuyang's neck, the blade was facing down.

Fortunately, he had practiced the body-protecting golden light shield of the Jade Tripod Palace to a very high level. The golden lamp at the Niwan Palace sensed the danger and flew out automatically, and a ray of golden light enveloped him.

Dang! !

The kitchen knife rubbed against his neck, producing hot sparks, and then fell to the ground.

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly opened his eyes, stroked his neck, and remembered the words again.

"You will be beheaded and die."

...