The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 106: The Qingzhou Ghost King Case, Attracting World Attention
That night, demons danced wildly.

The city of Qingzhou was flooded with blood.

After reading Nie Guangxian's memories, Zhang Jiuyang carried out a major purge of the gangs, escort agencies, human traffickers, and some people in Qingzhou City who appeared to be doing business but secretly served as Nie Guangxian's minions.

These people are all accomplices of the evil, and perhaps some of them do not know that they are doing evil for the evil, but the corpses that fill the canyon and the shoes that pile up in the mine are all due to their evil karma.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

Zhang Jiuyang is their retribution.

In an instant, there was a scream in Qingzhou City. Countless people were dragged out by evil spirits to be eaten, regardless of their status.

No matter whether you are a wealthy tycoon, a powerful official, or a bully who bullies the people in the village, everyone is equal under the evil spirit.

The Painted Skin Master spent twenty years of hard work to help Nie Guangxian build this huge net that covered the entire Qingzhou, but it was destroyed overnight.

If it was someone from the Imperial Observatory who took action, even if the evidence was conclusive, it would probably not be so easy to be so quick and efficient and wipe out the whole place.

After all, Nie Guangxian is easy to kill, but there are so many people under him who are accomplices to him, and their connections are still complicated.

Some people rely on more than just Nie Guangxian.

The prime minister's people, the prince's people, the emperor's people, the royal relatives in the harem, the hereditary nobles...

No matter how fast Yue Ling's Dragon Sparrow Sword is, it can't cut through this mess.

But Zhang Jiuyang was different. As the ninth heavenly stem of Huangquan, he directly overturned the chessboard.

No matter who you are, as long as you have helped Nie Guangxian do evil, you will be killed!

Revenge of the court?
Come on, we, the Ten Heavenly Stems of Huangquan, are as close as brothers. When have we ever been afraid?

The evil spirits dragged corpses into the prefect's mansion, piling them up like a mountain. Blood flowed wildly, and finally, under Ali's manipulation, it solidified into two big words.

Hell!

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly.

Before, he deliberately controlled the evil spirits so as not to harm the people. He was originally worried that his actions would be flawed due to his loud thunder and little action.

For example, a vicious evil spirit led thousands of ghosts to attack a city, but not many people died in the end.

Zhang Jiuyang had realized this problem a long time ago, but he was not evil after all, and he had his own conscience and bottom line.

If for the sake of some greater cause, one can let all the men, women, young and old in a city die as sacrifices, then what is the difference between such people and those bastards in Huangquan?

Fighting violence with violence is to eliminate harm, not to become a new harm.

So even if there were flaws, Zhang Jiuyang admitted it and was willing to take a risk.

But the current killing and bloodbath just filled up this last gap.

So, you're done.

Ming Jin withdraws his troops.

Everything is waiting to ferment.

……

Starlight, wilderness.

Next to the campfire, several people from the Imperial Observatory were resting. They had been traveling for three consecutive days and two of their horses had died of exhaustion.

"We finally finished handling this case, but why does Yuetou seem even more anxious?"

"Yes, even during this short break, Yuetou still practiced swordplay. He is so hardworking that it makes us feel ashamed!"

Not far away, Yue Ling, wearing silver armor and a red robe, was practicing swordsmanship in the moonlight.

But people who are familiar with her can see that her sword intent is a little scattered. It seems sharp, but in fact she is a little absent-minded.

As if he was always worried about something.

After practicing the Twelve Formations of Trap several times, Yue Ling looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his expression becoming more solemn.

Will Zhang Jiuyang really lead thousands of ghosts to attack Qingzhou City?

Once this butcher knife is raised, can it be put down again?
Can he, a mere cultivator of the second realm, really control tens of thousands of ghosts without suffering backlash?

Whenever she thought of this, she, who had always been brave and decisive, became a little confused and could not even concentrate on practicing her swordsmanship.

The night is getting darker.

Those monks from the Imperial Observatory had already fallen asleep, but Yue Ling was still standing there quietly, not saying a word, as if waiting for something.

Finally, after I didn’t know how long I stood there, a paper crane flew over from the sky.

Yue Ling cheered up.

"Qingzhou is in danger, go and provide support immediately!"

"Qingzhou is in danger, go and provide support immediately!"

"Qingzhou is in danger, go and provide support immediately!"

She opened the paper crane and her eyes suddenly froze.

"The evil spirit of Huangquan appeared in Qingzhou, leading thousands of ghosts to attack the city and slaughter the powerful and the nobles. The whereabouts of the governor Nie Guangxian is unknown."

"The murderer is a ghost with a black robe, suspected to be the Ghost King. He is the first appearance of the evil spirit in Huangquan. His methods are cruel, his behavior is arrogant, and he is extremely dangerous. This is indeed the most serious case with the worst impact in the past ten years of Daqian!"

"The Qingzhou Ghost King case is temporarily classified as a disaster. It is under the jurisdiction of Marquis Minglie. All the unemployed Sichen and Lingtailang from various places are under your command. Please go to Qingzhou as soon as possible and thoroughly investigate this case!"

After reading these words, Yue Ling actually felt slightly relieved.

Zhang Jiuyang did take action, and his first move caused chaos, but fortunately, according to the news from the Imperial Observatory, he seemed to have escaped unscathed.

I finally felt relieved.

But there was something strange in her eyes.

Let me investigate the Qingzhou Ghost King case?

It looks like this is going to be another unsolved case.

This is good. If it were someone else, especially the hot-tempered Shentu Jianhou, if they really found out that Zhang Jiuyang did it, she might not be able to save him.

"Don't sleep, there's a big case, disaster level, Qingzhou is being attacked by the Ghost King, we have to rush to help!"

At Yue Ling's command, the people in the Imperial Observatory were awakened from their sleep and were shocked to hear the news.

How could such an evil spirit dare to be so rampant?

They continued to ride on horseback, but they didn't know if it was an illusion, but they felt that Yuetou, who had been tense before, seemed to relax a lot.

……

Yangzhou, a hidden place somewhere.

In the darkness, a pair of sinister eyes suddenly opened, filled with bloodshot and filled with hatred.

"My Lord, do you have any instructions?"

In the darkness, several cold voices suddenly sounded, hoarse and low, and seemed extremely heavy. In addition, the sound of skinning could be faintly heard.

"Nie Guangxian is dead."

The Painted Skin Master's pronunciation is very heavy, and one can clearly feel the suppressed anger and hatred.

Each painted skin was carefully made by him and contained a drop of his blood, so he could sense when the owner of the painted skin died.

Nie Guangxian’s death was undoubtedly a huge loss for him.

Although it was just a chess piece casually placed twenty years ago, over the years, as Nie Guangxian's status continued to rise, his help to him became greater and greater.

Today it is considered a very important chess piece and has considerable value.

However, with the death of Nie Guangxian, all his twenty years of business came to nothing in an instant.

Originally, if I collected 300 more hearts, I could exchange them for a shed tiger skin from that tiger guy, but now I have to wait a little longer.

The Painted Skin Master's sinister eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"No matter who you are, I will make you pay the price!" "I will... peel off your skin with my own hands!!"

After a moment, he slowly closed his sinister eyes again and temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart.

Now he could only hope that his other hidden agents in the Daqian court would not be discovered. Nie Guangxian knew a lot among those people.

But he was confident that no one would be able to get a single word out of Nie Guangxian.

He also left a restriction in Nie Guangxian's soul. Even if Nie Guangxian was under the spell of bewitching soul-binding, as long as he tried to say or write anything related to himself, his soul would automatically collapse and dissipate.

Fortunately, one Nie Guangxian died, and sooner or later there will be a second Nie Guangxian.

……

The Ghost King attacked Qingzhou at night. There was a sea of ​​blood and corpses in front of the prefect's mansion, and flies were flying all over the sky.

Bones covered the ground, and foul blood filled the sky.

It is said that the bloody stench can make people vomit in the street even from a hundred feet away.

Within a few days, the incident spread throughout the world, causing a huge uproar. The name of the Black Robe Ghost King became the most terrifying legend, especially in Qingzhou, where it was almost a taboo that could not be mentioned.

It can stop children from crying at night.

The impact of this incident was so bad that the emperor, who had been indulging in pleasure in recent years, became furious and ordered the Imperial Observatory to capture the Ghost King within ten days.

The emperor even went to Taiping Temple in person and asked the very mysterious abbot of Taiping Temple to tell his fortune.

The hexagram shows that the ghost king who committed the crime has not left Qingzhou yet.

Moreover, the Ghost King has a strange fate and seems to be deceiving the heavens and stealing the world. If he is not eliminated sooner or later, he will affect the aura of the Ziwei Emperor.

After hearing this, the emperor naturally became more concerned. He not only urged the Imperial Observatory to investigate the case, but also took out valuable treasures from the national treasury as a reward for this case.

For a time, disciples of Buddhism and Taoism all heard the news and took action.

Many hermits of the fourth and even fifth realms could no longer sit still, and came to Qingzhou City with their own abilities to try to find any clues about the Ghost King.

However, what countless people could not have imagined was that no matter whether it was the art of divination, the method of exorcising ghosts and asking the ghosts, or various magic tools for tracking, they could not find the whereabouts of the Ghost King.

The Qingzhou Ghost King, who was dressed in a black robe and had a ghost face and could command tens of thousands of ghosts, seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

At first these people found it hard to accept, but later they learned that Yue Ling, the Ming Wang who was at the peak of his career and claimed to have never failed, had made no progress since coming to Qingzhou, and only then did they feel relieved.

Most of the ten-day deadline for solving the case had passed in the blink of an eye, and it was said that the overbearing and arrogant Ming Lie Hou seemed to be helpless.

In the mansion, beside the pond.

Ali was practicing the Walking Yin Talisman in the room. After the last incident, she realized that the methods taught by the Second Master were actually very powerful. Many of the secret methods of the Walking Yin Talisman could help Ninth Brother at the critical moment.

Therefore, the little guy is full of energy and studies hard every day.

In the yard, little Qingji did not rest either, but was working out hard. The four-inch little man, shirtless in the sun, sweat all over his head, jumped up and down to massage Zhang Jiuyang's legs and back.

It’s not that Zhang Jiuyang was exploiting it, but it was its personal strong demand.

This way, he could not only help the master with things, but also exercise his body, grow faster, and reach the level of taking the Shuize Pearl as soon as possible.

Qingji is loyal by nature and cannot stand idleness. The more his master asks him to do, the happier he is.

As long as you can't die, you will die.

Some time ago, Zhang Jiuyang took A Li to Luotian County to live for a while, but he was bored by being alone. He raised the sea bass at home to be fat and strong, and also swept the floor and weeded every day, and fought wits and courage with cockroaches.

Terrify the insects and ants!

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly. This was also considered as using child labor, and he felt a little guilty about it.

"A little to the left, um, a little heavier!"

"Yes, it's comfortable~"

He leisurely picked up the teapot beside him and took a sip.

Xiao Qingji, the spirit of water, immediately controlled the tea to fly out and filled his master's cup.

Well, this is to train Xiao Qingji's ability to control water.

There was a fishing rod stuck by the pond. Zhang Jiuyang was fishing while reading a book. It was the book of the Second Master that recorded his experience in walking in the underworld.

This book is divided into two parts. The first is Erye's experience of walking in the underworld, which records many of his experiences in exorcising ghosts and warding off disasters. It is thrilling and quite interesting.

The second is some strange and unusual skills compiled by the Second Master, such as the skill of remaining immortal even after being beheaded. Many of them were obtained by him through accidental encounters, and can be practiced even if one does not have the Yin bloodline.

This book was of great help to Zhang Jiuyang.

It not only broadened his horizons, but also greatly enriched his means.

Zhang Jiuyang has always had a problem. He is a little biased when facing the enemy. He lacks some small spells, such as summoning spirits, transmitting sound, avoiding water, etc., which are not very powerful but very practical.

These strange techniques just solve this problem.

In the lazy sunshine.

He was dressed in white, had a handsome face and a refined and elegant temperament, like a hermit living in Taoyuan, indifferent to fame and fortune.

However, no one could have imagined that he was the Ghost King of Qingzhou who stirred up the world.

No one could have imagined that the murderer of the Qingzhou Ghost King case lived in Qingzhou City, drinking tea, fishing, basking in the sun and reading books.

Zhang Jiuyang cherishes this kind of life more and more, and enjoys it more and more.

"You are so happy, but I have been urged by the supervisor three times a day, and even His Majesty said that I am incompetent."

Yue Ling, dressed in silver armor, walked into his home skillfully without knocking, sat down next to him without any courtesy, picked up the teapot and took a big sip.

The white and slender neck was slightly bulging, mixed with crystal beads of sweat.

It was obvious that she was very tired during this period.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly and said, "Is it serious? Do you want me to show up again and play a trick with you?"

He also didn't expect that the person in charge of investigating his case at the Imperial Observatory would be Yue Ling.

During this period, thanks to the Mingwang pendant given by Yue Ling, which has the function of suppressing luck, he was able to avoid all kinds of divination and spirit writing techniques and keep himself out of trouble.

Upon hearing this, Yue Ling reached out and knocked him without any hesitation.

"You stay here and don't go anywhere!"

"It's not a big deal for me to be scolded, but it's a big deal for you. Fortunately, I'm the organizer of this case. Under my guidance, the case has completely reached a dead end."

Zhang Jiuyang joked after hearing this: "It turns out that the upright Ming Wang Yue Ling would also help a Huangquan evil spirit like me to shield and excuse himself."

Yue Ling glared at him, feeling somewhat embarrassed and annoyed. It was obvious that she was not used to doing this kind of thing.

"You're still talking, I feel guilty. Protecting a bad guy like you is more tiring than catching ten evil spirits!"

Zhang Jiuyang laughed out loud when he heard this.

Yue Ling also laughed, and the two looked at each other, with many things unspoken.

"The next step is to officially ascend to Mount Yamafu and become the ninth Heavenly Stem of Huangquan."

The smile on her face slowly faded, and the hand holding the Dragon Sparrow Sword turned slightly pale.

"Zhang Jiuyang, are you sure?"

"No."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled, looking calm.

“But you have to give it a try.”

"I believe... we can definitely win."

Yue Ling looked at the warm smile on his face. Under the sunshine, this little Taoist priest who had always been protected by her had gradually become her hope.

She felt as if she was touched by something, and her eyes were bright.

"Well, we can definitely win."

(End of this chapter)