The God and Buddha are actually me

Two days later, a carriage slowly drove into Luotian County.

This county town is not very big, nor is it very lively. The streets are a bit narrow. There are not many shops in the city, but there are quite a few temples.

And it seems that the incense is pretty good.

The most shops Zhang Jiuyang saw were actually selling incense, amulets, and statues of gods. It can be seen that the people in Luotian County attach great importance to these things.

More than 20 years have passed, and time has diluted everything, but the incident of the Yin soldiers passing through the county has left an indelible mark on this county town.

There is also a parade of gods held here every year, and all the gods enshrined in the temple are invited out, hoping to use their divine power to suppress evil spirits and bless peace.

However, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to come at the wrong time. The parade of gods had just been held here, and the excitement was gone, and it seemed a bit deserted.

"Brother Jiu, didn't you say before that we could catch up with the parade of gods here? Why is it gone?"

In the carriage, Ali held his cheek, a little disappointed.

Zhang Jiuyang was also puzzled: "According to what I have heard before, the parade should be held in the next few days. How come it is held in advance?"

He stopped the carriage and asked someone at random where the Xishikou execution ground was.

When the simple people heard this question, their faces changed instantly, muttering bad luck and leaving in a huff.

After asking several people in a row, they all had similar reactions.

Zhang Jiuyang realized that something unusual seemed to have happened at the Xishikou execution ground.

He was not in a hurry, but just found an inn to stay.

"Brother Jiu, are we going to wait like this? When will that person arrive..."

A Li was very bored in the room, so she started to play on the swing.

She swung with her neck hanging by a rope, laughing happily from time to time.

During this period, she had to read and practice calligraphy every day, which made her exhausted. Now she can finally relax when she comes out to play.

It's a pity that Brother Jiu said that she had to wait for someone to arrive before she could kill the evil spirit.

"Brother Jiu, don't you know where that person lives?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Yue Ling said that as long as we enter Luotian County, that person will come to us soon."

What he was talking about was naturally the Lingtai Lang that Yue Ling had transferred to protect him.

It is said that this person has already arrived in Luotian County.

"Humph, could that person be a clairvoyant? I don't believe it--"

Before Ah Li finished speaking, her face suddenly changed drastically, as if facing a great enemy, she fell to the ground with two knives in her hands, staring at the door, like a calf.

Blood gradually spread over her little skirt, and resentment surged.

"Brother Jiu, such a scary murderous aura, I saw... a sea of ​​blood!"

Ah Li has a very high talent for divination. Not only can she predict certain things, but she can also sense the upcoming danger. With her current half-step fierce level strength, she is so nervous, which shows how strong the person is and how murderous he is.

A tall and straight figure stood at the door at some point, with a low and magnetic voice.

"Li Yan, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory."

Zhang Jiuyang signaled A Li to put away his two swords, get into the Yin puppet, and then open the door.

Standing outside the door was a man seven feet tall, with sharp edges and corners, a thin body, wearing a black robe, and a straight back. The whole person was like a cloud pine standing on a cliff, steady, tough, and deep.

He looked to be in his early forties, with a face full of frost, a few strands of silver in his hair, and a hideous scar winding on his face.

However, there was no sense of old age in him. Instead, he looked like a dormant volcano, or the calm waves before a rainstorm, with wind and thunder in silence.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes finally stopped at the long object he was carrying behind him, wrapped in cloth, and looked like a long spear.

"Zhang Jiuyang, meet General Li!"

Zhang Jiuyang saluted with his fists, and at the same time, according to Yue Ling's instructions, he called the other party a general, not Li Lingtai.

Because Li Yan was a general in the Jizhou army in his early years. He was so brave and invincible with his iron spear that he was like a dragon crossing the river. The old Duke said that he had the courage of ten thousand men.

Relying on his bravery, he fought hard in the Jizhou army with 200,000 masters and fierce generals, and became the king of iron spears, and was feared by all.

After that, for some reason, he joined the Imperial Observatory and became a Lingtai Lang in the White Tiger Pavilion. After nearly ten years of fighting, he earned the name of Tiger Jiao.

A tiger down the mountain, a dragon in the sea.

Yue Ling once said that Tiger Jiao Li Yan might not be the most powerful Lingtai Lang in the White Tiger Pavilion, but he had the highest success rate in the mission.

Hearing the name of General Li, Li Yan's indifferent eyes seemed to fluctuate a little.

He nodded to Zhang Jiuyang, but his eyes looked at the Yin puppet in the room.

"This female ghost is about to become powerful. Let me help you get rid of it."

Zhang Jiuyang quickly stood in front of him and said with a smile: "We are all family, family!"

Seeing this, Li Yan stopped talking and just said lightly: "I don't like ghosts, but Yue Jianhou has ordered me to listen to you during this period and protect your safety."

"General Li, you arrived in Luotian County a few days earlier than me. Have you found anything?"

Zhang Jiuyang quickly changed the subject.

Li Yan took out a booklet from his arms and said: "It's all here."

Zhang Jiuyang opened it and saw that the handwriting was neat and tidy, as if it was printed, and all the information about the Xishikou execution ground in Luotian County was sorted and classified, which could be traced back to the time when it was first built.

He soon saw a lot of useful information.

Xishikou execution ground was built in the early years of Taiping, and was renovated twice in the middle. Because prisoners were executed all year round, the place had a strong yin energy, and various strange things often happened.

For example, the executioner in Xishikou often dreams that he is still executing at night. When he wakes up in the morning, there is still blood on the ghost-headed knife, but there is no corpse on the execution ground.

Another example is that someone came back from fishing at night a few days ago and passed by the Xishikou execution ground. He seemed to hear something moving. No one knew what he saw. But the next day he went crazy and kowtowed in the direction of the execution ground. , and finally knocked himself to death.

It was also because of this incident that people in Luotian County were panicked and started the celebration of the wandering gods in advance, hoping to drive away the evil spirits.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiuyang finally understood why he asked several people in succession, but the other party ignored him and kept saying it was bad luck.

"General Li, this booklet is very useful. Thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Jiuyang said sincerely.

Afterwards, he invited Li Yan to dinner and drinks, and found that the other person often spoke with as precious a word as gold on topics other than tasks. He was like an ice sculpture, keeping people away from him thousands of miles away.

Zhang Jiuyang could feel that the other party was not targeting him, but it had always been this way.

Although there is a word for flame in his name, his heart is like a piece of ice, and he looks as emotionless as a machine.

This is a man with a story.

Perhaps because of his early military service, Li Yan was meticulous when sitting, upright as a pine, and extremely self-disciplined. He did not drink alcohol and only ate 70% full when he ate.

Because drinking alcohol will affect your judgment, and eating too much will affect your actions.

Silence, restraint, self-discipline, use of guns, military spirit...

The combination of these characteristics reminded Zhang Jiuyang of a person, a person who died on the battlefield at the age of sixteen.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jiuyang asked: "General Li, do you know someone named Luo Ping?"

Hearing this name, a clear fluctuation appeared in Li Yan's indifferent eyes.

He was silent for a moment, and seemed to see the stubborn young man in his eyes again.

It was he who rescued Luo Ping from evil spirits back then.

He watched the child bury his parents, uncles, brothers, and sisters with his own hands. He originally wanted to send him to the Salesian Bureau, but he was moved by his resilience.

He took Luo Ping back to Qintian Prison, originally not planning to teach him in person, but the child stood in front of his door every day, not saying a word, just standing silently.

Later, he started to teach one and a half moves. Luo Ping's qualifications were not very high, but he was better because of his hard work and tenacity. He could practice hard day and night, and he made rapid progress.

Later, he gradually got used to having a child waiting for him at the door every time he came back from a mission, rain or shine.

Until a month ago, he never saw the child again. He only saw a silver gun with two blackened handprints on it.

That was the spear he forged with his own hands when Luo Ping officially became Sichen, the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor.

He still remembered Luo Ping's surprise when he received the spear. The child showed a happy smile for the first time and asked nervously if he was his disciple.

He said at that time that you would not be considered my disciple until you had killed a hundred evil spirits.

A flood of thoughts.

"General Li, what is your relationship with Luo Ping?"

Hearing this question, he came back to his senses. His voice was not loud, but he spoke slowly and seriously, as if he wanted to pronounce every word clearly.

"Luo Ping, he is my disciple."

He who cherished words like gold actually repeated it again.

"My only disciple."

Zhang Jiuyang was silent. He didn't know the story of Li Yan and Luo Ping, but he could feel the mood of the iron-blooded general at this moment.

After a while, he whispered: "Luo Ping is very brave. Even until the last moment, he did not let go of the hand holding the gun."

Li Yan suddenly looked up at him and asked, "Marquis Yue Jian said that the person who killed my disciple was a man from the underworld, right?"

"Yes, it's Blind Lin in the Underworld, but he has been given to us by us -"

"not enough."

Li Yan's voice is like gold and iron, hitting the ground with a loud sound.

"It's not enough for just one blind man to die."

The surroundings seemed to become bone-chilling in an instant, and Zhang Jiuyang seemed to feel the majestic energy that was about to roar out of his body like a stormy wave.

The murderous aura is like a rainbow, like a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses.

"I can only tell you that what I came to Luotian County to do this time is related to Huangquan. If it can be done, the Huangquan case will be solved."

Zhang Jiuyang originally didn't plan to tell Li Yan this. Although he was Yue Ling's confidant, there were some things that the fewer people knew about, the safer it would be.

Just thinking of the young man who fought to exhaustion in the fire, he was still impulsive.

Li Yan suddenly raised his eyes, and a thunder storm seemed to be brewing in his dark pupils.

After a long time, he gradually calmed down and without asking any more questions, he just picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, breaking his rule not to drink.

"Thank you."

He still cherished words as much as before, but there seemed to be some change in the way he looked at Zhang Jiuyang.

Although Zhang Jiuyang was not good at drinking, he still drank the wine in his glass. Feeling the pungent taste in his throat, he slowly said three words.

"To Luo Ping."

…

Night falls.

The ten-day period has not yet come, so Zhang Jiuyang is in no hurry to go to the Xishikou Dharma Field.

In fact, Li Yan had already picked up the gun. He had been lurking outside the execution ground to observe for several days, rain or shine, but he did not see any evil spirits.

After this meal tonight, Li Yan's attitude towards him has obviously changed. From following orders at the beginning, he seems to have more respect now.

Of course, he also has a good impression of this iron-willed man.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhang Jiuyang used his magic power to dissolve the alcohol, and his eyes became clear again.

He wanted to continue practicing, but there was a sudden wave in his sea of ​​consciousness. The long-silent "Wang Lingguan Guarding Lingxiao Picture" first shone brightly, like a rising sun.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a hint of surprise and excitement.

The incense has accumulated enough, and it seems that he will get the first inheritance of Lingguan tonight!

Then a majestic and vast consciousness descended into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, making Zhang Jiuyang seem to hear the sound of wind and thunder and see the sky fire.

Lingguan, finally arrived!

Zhang Jiuyang did not hesitate. According to his previous experience, he took the initiative to contact this consciousness and conveyed his request.

"The First General of the Innate World, the Three-Five Fire Train King, the Lord of Heaven, has his mighty spirit revealed. Your disciple Zhang Jiuyang will go into danger to slay demons and monsters. I specially ask the Lord of Spirits to grant me the art of protecting the Dao..."