The God and Buddha are actually me

In the hotel room.

Zhang Jiuyang, Li Yan and A Li placed the second master's head in the middle, as if they were interrogating the three agencies.

"Wash the rouge off your face quickly!"

"And those things on my head, get them off quickly!!"

The second master was going crazy, but his head was fixed between two pink kitchen knives, and he did not dare to move for fear of having his skin and flesh cut off.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said: "Second Master, from last night to now, we have lived and died together. In this case, why do you have to hide it?"

After a pause, he put away his smile and said calmly: "There are some things that I hope you can tell me frankly."

The situation was critical last night, and this person was the only one who knew how to get out of the mist, so Zhang Jiuyang had to take a gamble and listen to him in everything.

But now that the crisis has been temporarily lifted, Zhang Jiuyang naturally wants to take back the initiative.

This leader of the sinister lineage obviously hides many secrets.

For example, he seemed to want to use the method to resolve the curse of Yin soldiers to blackmail Zhang Jiuyang and Li Yan into doing things for him, which Zhang Jiuyang couldn't bear.

"The first thing is, how to resolve the Yin Soldier Curse. I hope you will tell it honestly and don't hide anything, let alone use it as a threat. After all..."

Zhang Jiuyang showed a smile and said: "Now you only have one head left. Even if you have great abilities, you can't use them."

Second Master snorted coldly and said: "Boy, do you think I'm scared? When Second Master I was traveling around the world, you didn't know where to play in the mud!"

"If I tell you, wouldn't I be at your mercy?"

Ah Li reached out and pulled out a few of his hair, and said in surprise: "You don't sound like you are at our mercy now?"

"I pull out, I pull out, I pull out again!"

His hair was falling like rain, and the second master bared his teeth in distress, but there was nothing he could do except curse.

"Look, aren't you unable to resist?"

Ah Li asked sincerely while pulling out her hair.

Second Master: “##@%\u0026***”

Seeing that the other party seemed determined not to say anything, Li Yan frowned slightly and opened a wooden box next to him, which was full of knives and silver needles.

"There are seventy-two tortures in my imperial prison. I don't like torturing people. I have only learned thirty-two, but I think it should be enough for you."

He picked up the knife, gestured at the second master, then shook his head, replaced it with a vise, and said, "Let's pull out the teeth first."

The second master's face twitched and he said: "I only have one head left, why should I be afraid of torture?"

Ah Li asked doubtfully: "But Grandpa Bald, why are you sweating~"

Li Yan approached step by step. The second master's face was sweating more and more, but he seemed really determined not to say anything.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang waved his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "We were able to survive last night thanks to the guidance of the second master. It was too bloody to do this."

The second master breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy still repays his kindness.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuyang's voice was heard again the next moment.

"I heard that the most amazing thing about this technique of decapitation and immortality is that it can be spliced ​​into the bodies of other animals. However, because it is not your own body, you cannot live for long after splicing."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said: "General Li, why not find the body of a sow, cut off the head and let the second master pick it up, and then throw it into a pig pen with a group of boars and sprinkle more aphrodisiacs..."

The second master's face turned green, his mouth was trembling, and he looked at Zhang Jiuyang with an incredible look.

How could there be such a vicious person in the world?

Even the iron-blooded general Li Yan felt a chill.

This was much more terrifying than the seventy-two tortures in Qin Tian Prison. At least he thought he could withstand the torture, but he definitely couldn't withstand such treatment.

Just thinking about it makes me wish I could commit suicide.

Li Yan looked at Zhang Jiuyang with a strange look, then nodded and said, "I'll do it right away."

He turned around and walked out. When he reached the ninth step, Er Ye's psychological defense was finally broken. He looked at Zhang Jiuyang like a monster.

"Second Master, I admit defeat!"

He drooped his eyebrows and said in frustration: "You kid... you are really born to be a villain. Even the evil spirits in the underworld may not be more extreme than you..."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and did not tell him that he was about to become a member of the underworld.

But it turns out that this second master does know a lot of secrets, and even Huang Quan seems to know a little bit about them.

"The way to resolve the Yin Soldier's curse is very simple. You can go to major coffin shops and buy covering paper. The more the better, and then have this little ghost girl fold it into a paper figurine according to the technique I taught you, and put it at the door before the sun sets. "

"When the Yin soldiers attack at night, these three paper figures will be detained for you to resolve the disaster."

Zhang Jiuyang asked: "Can't the Yin soldiers see that this is a paper man?"

Although there is a tradition of burning paper people in folk funeral customs, this is a sinister weapon. Can it be effective?

The second master smiled proudly and said: "Of course ordinary paper figures are ineffective, but this is my special skill, the second master. It is naturally more than enough to confuse these evil soldiers."

"Then how come you were caught and beheaded by the Yin soldiers?"

When the second master heard this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "I violated the rules of my ancestors first, and it's all my own fault, but..."

He shook his head and said, "We'll talk about this later. Time is running out. You'd better go buy the covering paper quickly."

…

The so-called covering paper, also known as facial clothing, is the paper that is covered on a person's face when he or she dies.

This is a very ancient funeral culture. The ancients believed that people who died became ghosts and were feared by the living, so covering their faces with paper could reduce the fear of the living.

At the same time, covering the face with paper can also detect whether a person is really dead. If the person is still breathing, the paper must move.

Most of the face covering papers sold in the coffin shop are new, but what Zhang Jiuyang wants to buy is used for the dead.

In some magic, used face covering paper is often regarded as a special material. This is because there is still yang energy left after a person dies, and the last breath of yang energy is attached to the face covering paper.

Therefore, this paper is somewhat special, can communicate with spirits, and can be used as a material for magic.

When the shopkeeper of the coffin shop heard that he wanted to buy used face covering paper, his face immediately turned bad, and he shook his head repeatedly and said that he didn't have that thing.

But as Zhang Jiuyang said a certain price, the shopkeeper immediately closed the door, and then mysteriously took out a small box from the back hall.

Inside were all the dead face covering papers that he spent money to recycle.

There are secrets in every profession.

These coffin shop owners sometimes buy back some things used by the dead at a high price. If they occasionally meet monks or Taoists who come to buy, they can make a lot of money.

After visiting several coffin shops, Zhang Jiuyang bought a lot of face covering paper used by the dead.

He was not worried about buying fakes, because the shopkeepers of those coffin shops did not have the courage to do so.

After all, those who dare to buy such things are quite capable, and ordinary people can never afford to offend them.

Back in the inn, Zhang Jiuyang was about to take out the face covering paper, but suddenly his eyes condensed and he instantly drew out the Demon Slayer Sword.

His eyes were full of hostility, his yang energy was boiling, and the red sword body was clanging.

The murderous intent was fierce.

In the room, Ah Li's body was swaying and floating, but her head was replaced by Er Ye's, which looked very strange.

Could it be that Ah Li was plotted against?

Zhang Jiuyang was about to draw his sword, but he heard a crisp sound from the beam.

"Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu, look at me, it's so fun!"

Zhang Jiuyang looked up and saw Ah Li's head on the beam. She could still control her body with her consciousness and let the second master perform juggling for her.

"Little girl, stop it!"

"Learn well, I'm teaching you my unique skills!"

The second master explained to Zhang Jiuyang: "The little ghost girl you raised is a little stupid. I want to teach her how to fold paper, but she can't learn it for a while, so I will show her myself."

Zhang Jiuyang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the discarded paper figures on the table.

At this time, the second master took over the covering paper, took out a piece, and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, put away your playfulness, and use your body to feel it well next. How many people begged me to teach this folding paper technique but I refused to teach it."

"If you can learn it, you can help your ninth brother more in the future."

Hearing this, Ah Li's little face immediately became serious and focused.

Erye glanced at Zhang Jiuyang and secretly sighed, what kind of magic potion did this kid feed her?

"The first step of origami is to inject spirit..."

He began to explain seriously, while he picked up the cover paper and folded it, trying to do each step slowly so that A Li could feel it carefully.

Zhang Jiuyang quietly put away the magic sword and watched the scene in front of him quietly.

He found that although Erye was a bad-mouthed and hard-hearted person, he was not a bad person. Especially when he looked at little A Li, perhaps because of the blood of the Yin people, he obviously had some preference.

Otherwise, he would not explain so carefully, as if he was looking for a successor.

After a long time, Erye finally folded a small paper man, which looked very similar to Zhang Jiuyang.

He was not afraid that Zhang Jiuyang would learn it secretly, because origami was one of the core inheritances of the Yin people. Without the blood of the Yin people, the first step of injecting spirit could not be solved.

"It's so troublesome, and what's the use of this paper man?"

A Li was a little uninterested.

The second master smiled and said, "You will soon know the magic of my origami technique. Watch it with your eyes wide open."

He chanted the incantation and blew gently at the paper man.

Then the paper man fell to the ground, kept getting bigger, and finally turned into a second Zhang Jiuyang, who looked like a living person and could even walk.

But his eyes were a little dull.

A Li's eyes widened and said, "So amazing, two Jiu Ge!"

The second master smiled proudly and said, "This is nothing. As long as you learn my magic, you can also fold birds and beasts, jade buildings, and even the 'fairies' in the sky can come down to earth to pour you wine!"

A small piece of paper can bring all things to life.

Ah Li didn't know what she was thinking of, and asked hurriedly: "Can I fold a dragon to ride?"

The smile on Erye's face froze, and he said: "Yes, but the strength of the folded object is related to your own Taoism. In addition, if you fold a dragon... if it gets out, with the temperament of the dragon girl, I'm afraid she will fold you."

Ah Li thought of that scene and shook her head hurriedly.

Forget it, let's fold something else.

But it is obvious that the little guy has been fully interested and began to learn the art of origami more seriously, asking for advice from time to time.

Erye returned his body to her, supervising and instructing her from the side, sometimes praising and sometimes scolding, looking like a strict teacher.

Not long after, Ah Li folded two more small paper figures.

Channing a spell and blowing air.

The paper figures turned into the appearance of Li Yan and herself, vivid and lifelike. If it weren't for the dull eyes, it would really be hard to tell the real from the fake.

The second master was relieved and surprised, and praised: "It seems that I have to take back what I said. You are not stupid, but you just didn't pay attention."

"Little girl, even among the ghost walkers, your talent is rare."

You can master the essentials of origami so quickly. Your talent is no less than his. You are really a rough jade.

The only pity is that he died too early. It is unprecedented to practice the ghost walker art with the body of a ghost.

I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

But the ghost walker lineage has five disadvantages and three shortcomings. How bad can it be?

After a while, the magic power was exhausted, and the paper man returned to its original state.

"Boy, at sunset, you put these three paper figures at the door. Don't make any noise at night and don't go out. If the paper figures disappear the next day, it means that the Yinbing curse has been lifted."

Then the second master began to feel sleepy again and said, "I'm going to take a nap. Tomorrow morning, you can feed me shrimps, crabs and earthworms to wake me up."

"I have something to ask you. After that... I will tell you everything I know..."

His voice became softer and softer, and finally he closed his eyes slowly.

In the room, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said to A Li who was still practicing origami with great interest: "A Li, do you miss Sister Ming Wang?"

A Li nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Since you do, why don't we fold a Sister Ming Wang?"

A Li nodded vigorously, and then folded it seriously.

After a while, she finally folded Yue Ling's paper figure, chanted a spell and blew air.

Then, the paper figure turned into a living Yue Ling, wearing armor, holding a dragon sparrow sword, with a handsome face and heroic temperament.

Just because of the dull eyes, the awe-inspiring aura was lost.

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "Let her take off her armor and dance for us."

She was still wearing a red robe after taking off her armor. He was not a pervert. He just wanted to see what Yue Ling, who was so heroic and domineering, would look like when she danced.

Well, I promise there will be no next step.

'Yue Ling' began to take off her armor expressionlessly, and her slender body was looming under the red robe.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Yue Jianhou, A Li and the head are in the room. Zhang Jiuyang went to buy facial mask paper. I don't know if he has come back."

It was Li Yan's voice.

Then, another familiar voice sounded, as cold as the sound of a dragon and a bird's sword, which made Zhang Jiuyang feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Let's go in and see A Li first."

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