The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 105: Black Robe Ghost Face, Delivering the Coffin to the Door (asking for monthly ticket)

Late at night, the prefect's mansion.

There were crows cawing outside the window.

The asleep prefect Nie Guangxian opened his eyes instantly. He quietly stood up, glanced at his sleeping wife, and then slowly left the room.

The moon was bright outside, and the man on duty seemed to be sleepy and was snoring even while standing.

A crow stood quietly on the treetop, staring at Nie Guangxian with its scarlet eyes like a human being, and even reciting human words.

"Propagate my Lord's decree."

Nie Guangxian immediately knelt down and his expression became extremely respectful.

"On the third day of next month, I want another 300 hearts and 300 human skins. No old people, only children and women."

Nie Guangxian, as the governor of a city, bowed his head and obeyed the order, saying: "I will obey the order of my lord!"

Wu Ya continued, "Also, I want you to investigate a person who is wearing a black robe and a demon mask. He has appeared in Luotian County before and seems to have a relationship with Tiger Dragon Li Yan."

"Go and investigate to see if this person is from the Imperial Observatory."

Nie Guangxian kowtowed again and said, "I understand. I will investigate it as soon as possible!"

The crow nodded, its crimson eyes looking towards the house.

"You have been living in peace for too long. It seems that your vigilance has become dull. Go and take care of your tail. Don't let my lord down again."

Nie Guangxian was shocked, as if he understood something, and said, "Yes!"

After the crow left, he tiptoed back to the house and saw that his wife was still asleep, but her breathing was slightly rapid and her eyelids were twitching slightly.

That's the smell of fear.

Nie Guangxian watched silently for a moment, with a complicated look in his eyes.

A moment later.

When his subordinates knocked on the door hurriedly, the usually calm Nie Guangxian had a gloomy face and murderous eyes.

There was a trace of blood on his sleeve, and a dagger was hidden in his sleeve.

"What's the matter? Are you in a panic?"

"Sir, ghost, ghost..."

Nie Guangxian was startled, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he was about to stab out the dagger in his sleeve.

"So many ghosts have surrounded Qingzhou City. They are going to attack the city!"

……

In the sky, Ali, with a green face and fangs and holding two bloody machetes, swallowed a crow casually. In a trance, she seemed to hear the crow say something.

Crows talking?

I must have heard wrong.

"Siege the city."

Following Zhang Jiuyang's order, Ah Li's eyes were filled with excitement. She took the lead with two swords in hand and descended from the sky to the gate of Qingzhou City.

boom! boom! boom!
With one blow after another, the seemingly tall and solid Qingzhou city gate shook violently. Finally, with a charge from Ali, the gate shattered and all the soldiers behind it were blown away.

Qingzhou is located in the heart of Daqian and has not experienced war for a long time. The soldiers are slack and the city gates are in disrepair, making it naturally difficult to withstand the war.

"kill!!!"

Thousands of ghosts are released and dark clouds cover the sky!
Thousands and thousands of evil spirits rushed towards Qingzhou city, surging like the Qiantang River tide. The terrifying negative energy gathered together like a raging storm.

That night, ghosts reveled and evil spirits ran rampant.

Wherever it went, the grass and trees withered, the fish and shrimp turned up their bellies, and the deathly aura was like black ink, infecting the land of the living and the mountains and rivers of the living.

Of course, Zhang Jiuyang’s order was to attack the city rather than massacre it.

He didn't really want to massacre Qingzhou City, but he wanted to kill Nie Guangxian openly and in front of everyone.

He wanted to let everyone in the world know that there was a new arrogant, domineering and extremely evil ninth heavenly stem in Huangquan!

As for the people of Qingzhou, he had made arrangements in advance.

The soldiers under Ali's command were scattered to serve as military supervisors. Once these evil spirits tried to rush into civilians' homes, they would be immediately equipped with swords and killed without mercy.

Even for the soldiers defending the city, Zhang Jiuyang ordered them to focus on scaring them away or knocking them out.

Of course, there will inevitably be casualties in a siege by tens of thousands of evil spirits.

Fortunately, the Qingzhou army's fighting spirit was average. After seeing so many evil spirits, the army was in chaos and did not resist.

If it were the Jizhou Army, the strongest and most fiercest army in Daqian, it would probably be a war to the death.

A group of ghosts carried the coffin and quickly rushed to the prefectural governor's mansion.

On the long street, thousands of ghosts were following the figure in black robe sitting on the coffin.

Zhang Jiuyang stared at the tightly closed door of the prefect's mansion, his red pupils filled with hostility and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth.

After a breath.

The gate of the mansion was blown away by Ali, and countless evil spirits poured into the mansion like a tide.

Rays of golden light lit up, and it turned out to be a formation.

They are the monks guarding Nie Guangxian. They come from the Qinglong Pavilion in the Imperial Observatory. They are subordinates of Shentu Jianhou and are specifically responsible for protecting Nie Guangxian.

However, at this moment, when they looked at the army of thousands of evil spirits, a trace of despair appeared in their eyes.

I'm afraid Qingzhou City is about to become a hell on earth.

At this time, they saw the man in black robe who was the leader of all ghosts and looked like the king of ghosts under the moonlight, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

With such momentum, could it be a catastrophic evil spirit?

Damn it, wasn't Qingzhou just slaughtered by that ruthless Yue? How come another catastrophic evil spirit popped up?

"Master Nie, we have been surrounded. It is estimated that the entire Qingzhou City has fallen..."

"We can't escape anymore. This formation won't last long. Let's fight these evil spirits!"

Nie Guangxian's face turned pale, and he looked at the army of evil spirits outside with confusion.

When he saw Zhang Jiuyang in a black robe and a ghost mask, he was even more shocked. Isn't he the person my lord asked me to investigate?
"Who exactly are you? Why do you want to destroy Qingzhou City?"

Nie Guangxian tried to communicate.

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyes slightly, his red pupils were like a burning sea of ​​blood.

"Master Nie, I just want to give you a gift."

Zhang Jiuyang responded with ventriloquism, his voice was deep, deep, powerful, and vigorous, like thunder coming from all directions. Even the host of evil spirits around him, filled with resentment, instantly became much quieter.

Able to communicate!

Nie Guangxian breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What gift?"

Zhang Jiuyang pointed at the coffin he was sitting on and said calmly, "Send the coffin."

Nie Guangxian's eyelids twitched, and he said, "I have no grudge against you, why do you have to kill me?"

"Because you are a good official."

The words of the man in black robe made Nie Guangxian's face freeze.

He never thought that one day he would be visited by evil spirits because of his pretended reputation as a virtuous person.

However, the words that made him collapse even more rang out.

"I am the ninth Heavenly Stem of Huangquan. I would like to borrow your head as a gift for going up the mountain, especially for the Eighth Painted Skin Master..."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, his voice gloomy.

"Old Eight loves skin. He will definitely like your face."

In an instant, Nie Guangxian was struck by lightning and almost petrified.

This man in black robe is actually the ninth heavenly stem of Huangquan, a terrifying existence on par with my lord?
No wonder he has the terrifying ability to control tens of thousands of ghosts!
Before, my lord asked him to check whether this man in black robe was from the Imperial Observatory. Now Nie Guangxian can be sure that the other party is definitely not from the Imperial Observatory!

This kind of contemptuous, wanton and arrogant behavior and style is definitely not something that people from the Imperial Observatory can do!
He was the governor of a state, but the ninth heavenly stem didn't care about Daqian's revenge and attacked cities with great fanfare.

Such an outrageous act was something that the Imperial Observatory could not do. Even in the underworld, only Tianzun could openly break into the Duke of Jizhou's Mansion.

The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple...

Nie Guangxian glanced at the monk from the Imperial Observatory next to him and was hesitating whether to reveal his true identity.

At this moment, as the evil spirits rushed forward, the formation shining with golden light was finally broken.

Several monks from the Imperial Observatory were surrounded by ghosts and were knocked unconscious after struggling for a while.

Nie Guangxian thought they were all dead, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Actually, you misunderstood. I am..."

Before he could finish his words, evil spirits swarmed over and grabbed his limbs.

"I'm a painter-wooo!!!"

An evil ghost had pulled out his tongue, then put it in his mouth and chewed it, laughing with enjoyment.

Other ghosts also rushed forward, cut open his stomach, and prepared to dig out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Nie Guangxian widened his eyes, full of unwillingness.

Why, why can't you give me a chance to finish my words?

At this moment, the Ninth Heavenly Stem in black robe and ghost face finally stepped down from the coffin. A demon-like monster with green face and fangs stood guarding him with a knife in hand. Countless evil spirits lowered their heads and made way for him under the moonlight.

Zhang Jiuyang walked up to Nie Guangxian, squatted down, and whispered something in his ear.

"I killed the Painted Skin Master's men."

In an instant, Nie Guangxian seemed to understand something and stared at Zhang Jiuyang with eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Don't worry, your master whom you respect like a god..."

"I will die more miserably than you."

"because……"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, his red eyes were like blazing flames, ready to burn all the filth and dirt in the world into ashes.

He reached out and grasped the dirty heart, squeezing it gently and letting the blood splatter all over his body.

"I'm from the Imperial Observatory."

Nie Guangxian was bleeding from all seven orifices, and the light in his eyes completely dimmed.

Zhang Jiuyang once again activated his ghost-eating ability.

This is a big fish, maybe we can find a lot of secrets.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, he saw the memories of this 'Nie Guangxian'.

Just as he expected, Nie Guangxian was an impostor. The real Nie Guangxian was skinned alive on the night he passed the imperial examination twenty years ago.

The master of Painted Skin made a mask with Nie Guangxian's face skin and asked Nie Guangxian's younger brother Nie Guangfeng to wear it to replace his brother's identity.

Although these two men are brothers, they have completely different destinies.

My elder brother Nie Guangxian was very intelligent and handsome. He had been a child prodigy since childhood. He later went on to high school and married a daughter of a wealthy local family. She was a famous beauty and he enjoyed a very glorious life.

But his younger brother Nie Guangfeng was born out of wedlock. He was ugly and stupid, so he was neglected since childhood. Even the servants in the mansion secretly looked down on him.

He was jealous of his brother to the point of hatred.

The Painted Skin Master was attracted by his hatred and gave his brother a life.

Over the years, he appeared to be an honest and selfless official, but in fact he was helping the Painted Skin Master do all kinds of dirty things.

A certain amount of human skins and hearts must be donated every month.

To this end, he secretly cultivated a large number of confidants, who were scattered throughout Qingzhou, some of whom were human traffickers, some were gangs, and some were bandits.

Over the years, he himself didn't know how many people he had killed.

I only remember that my subordinates had reported that the canyon where the bodies were buried had been filled up, and the mine was littered with hair and shoes.

The imperial court sent people to investigate several times, but he pretended to suppress the bandits and then used gold, silver and beautiful women to corrupt the imperial envoys who were investigating the case, and he managed to escape danger without any incident.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong.

He deeply hated and loathed this world.

Sometimes, when he saw his brother Nie Guangxian's face in the bronze mirror, he couldn't help but want to cut it into pieces.

As for what he looked like, he seemed to have forgotten it.

……

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes, murderous intent condensed in his red pupils.

"Ali, take your soldiers and evil spirits and search Qingzhou City for me. Dig out all the rats hiding in the gutters..."

His voice was very cold.

"Before dawn, we will use the blood of those who helped the tyrant to cleanse Qingzhou City thoroughly."

……

(End of this chapter)