The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 114 Zhang Jianxian, a Hidden Man in the City

The residence of General Guide.

Zhang Jiuyang followed the old man in and found that the guards here were quite strict. The door was filled with soldiers in armor and there was a hint of murderous aura on them.

These people have killed people and have taken at least a few lives.

In addition, he also saw several butchers guarding in front of the mansion gate, holding the butcher knives used to scrape meat and bones in their hands, their faces full of fat.

This is very strange. As a fourth-rank general of the Central Army, it is not surprising to have soldiers guarding the gate of his mansion, but why would they hire a butcher and even bring a butcher knife?

According to folk legends, butchers have a lot of evil spirits on them. Because they use their butcher knives to kill living creatures all year round, their knives are soaked in blood and have become ferocious. Ordinary ghosts find it difficult to get close to them.

The reason why Aunt Wang from Yunhe County was robbed was because Yunniang was too powerful and famous. If it was just an ordinary evil spirit, it might not be able to possess her.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Jiuyang actually saw many black dogs, and they were all quite large.

When they saw strangers coming in, these black dogs immediately let out ferocious barks and kept barking for a while.

Ali stared silently, with two small pink kitchen knives in her hands.

The black dogs stopped barking immediately. They looked terrified and lay quietly on the ground, looking obedient.

I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him at all!
Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly. The black dog can indeed ward off evil spirits, but it also depends on who it is.

The current Ali has surpassed Yunniang in her youth and cannot be subdued by any black dog or butcher.

The leader was very surprised and said to the old man, "Du Shensuan is indeed an expert. This is the first time I have seen these black dogs so respectful."

The old man looked a little embarrassed, but he glanced at Zhang Jiuyang, thinking that he could not lose face in front of his future disciple, so he nodded and pretended to be profound.

"Little brother, it seems that this matter is not simple. The butcher and the black dog were both used, but I was still invited to come. I guess it's a big deal. Wait, don't say anything and wait and see the situation first."

He kindly reminded.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded.

Not long after, they finally met the General Guide.

The man looked to be about forty years old, with a strong face and a dignified demeanor, but he looked a little haggard, as if he had not slept well for a long time.

In addition to the old gentleman, also invited were the new abbot of Jinshen Temple and a middle-aged Taoist holding a whisk.

"Master Du, I have long admired you."

"So it's Master Cui, I've heard a lot about you."

"Amitabha, I wonder who this young Taoist priest is..."

"He is a friend of mine. He came with me to see the world."

After hearing this, the monk and the Taoist stopped paying attention to Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the two of them silently. The monk was at the first level of cultivation, while Taoist Cui had the highest level of cultivation and had already communicated with the kidney god Xuanming. He was only one step away from breaking through to the second level, so he looked the most proud.

"Everyone, no matter what you see later, don't tell anyone. I will reward you handsomely afterwards!"

After the General of the Household finished speaking, he led them to the inner room.

I saw a young man lying on the bed. His face was pale and he was almost skin and bones. The strangest thing was that he was mumbling to himself in his sleep, and sometimes it was a male voice and sometimes a female voice.

They were all lascivious music, as if they were making love in a dream.

As the sound continued, the man's body trembled continuously, and finally returned to calm.

However, the rest did not last long before the sound rang out again.

"Zhang Lang, I'm thinking about it again~"

So a new round of repetition began.

"This, this is the major general?"

The monk's eyes widened in disbelief.

Hearing this, Taoist Cui and Master Du also gasped.

They all lived in Qingzhou and knew this General very well.

The General of the Central Army had a son named Qilin, who was often praised and admired, and was hailed as a young general.

The young general was born with supernatural powers and amazing martial arts. He was the top martial arts scholar in the third year of Taiping. He later led troops to eliminate bandits many times and was victorious every time. He can be said to be a rising star in Qingzhou.

It is said that he is eight feet tall, with a heroic appearance, strong and agile build, and his arms can pull a galloping horse. He is a rare talent among men.

However, the young general was now skinny, with no vitality left. His face was pale, and he lay on the bed, barely breathing. It seemed that even turning over was extremely difficult. A trace of grief flashed in the eyes of the General of the Central Army, and he said, "A few days ago, my son went out of the city to hunt. After he came back, he became dazed and began to lose weight day by day."

"At first I thought he was sick, so I asked a doctor to see him, but I didn't expect his condition to get worse. Now, he has even..."

The Zhonglang Jiang's voice trembled slightly.

"I invited people from the Imperial Observatory to come, and only then did I find out that there was an evil spirit causing trouble. It had sex with my son in his dream, took the opportunity to refine his essence, and used him as a cauldron for cultivation!"

The General gnashed his teeth, his eyes full of hatred.

"Since the Imperial Observatory is involved, why did the general invite us?"

The old gentleman asked, and the other two nodded, looking puzzled.

The Imperial Observatory is very famous, and even the lowest-ranking Si Chen is more powerful than these people.

The Zhonglang General sighed, "That Si Chen said that this evil spirit is too powerful and he cannot solve it with his ability, so he went back to report it and asked Lingtai Lang to come. Before he left, he asked me to ask soldiers and butchers to guard the gate, and also found many black dogs to guard, to try to stop the evil spirit and buy some time."

"But it has no effect at all. Look, I'm afraid my son won't survive this night!"

Hearing this, Master Cui and the monk shook their heads at the same time.

"The general thinks too highly of us. If they can't even deal with Si Chen from the Imperial Observatory, what can we do?"

The Zhonglang Jiang's eyes dimmed. He actually knew this truth, but he was just desperate and tried every possible means. He couldn't just watch his son die in bed and do nothing to help.

What he regretted most was that he did not discover it earlier. After the Ghost King caused chaos in Qingzhou, many strange people came here, but when the Ghost King disappeared, those people left one after another.

Otherwise, it would not be so difficult to find help from experts.

The old man frowned and said nothing.

This gave the General a glimmer of hope, and he quickly asked, "Du Shensuan, do you have a solution?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I am a low-level cultivator and I am powerless, but I just read the fortune for the young general and found that although the situation is dangerous, it seems that he is not destined to die. It seems that there will be a noble person to help him."

"My Lord, where is your Lord?"

The General of the Central Army was immediately excited.

"that……"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly spoke, but was immediately interrupted by the General of the Household.

"Don't say anything, let Du Shensuan speak first!"

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

The old gentleman pondered for a moment and said, "General Zhonglang, after thinking about it, the only noble person I can think of is probably him."

"Who is it? Tell me now!"

"A few months ago, I was invited by the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion to see what was going on. It was said that Mr. Zhou was possessed by an evil spirit. But to be honest, I was scared away by the evil spirit at the door before I even arrived..."

Thinking of that experience, the old man still has lingering fears. He has lived for so many years and has never seen such a terrifying evil.

Even the stone lions at the door were possessed by evil spirits.

"Later, I heard that someone had taken a fancy to Mr. Zhou and even moved into the haunted house. He just lived in seclusion and rarely went out, so he didn't become well-known."

He sighed, "To be able to remove such a terrible evil, that person's skills are truly unfathomable. But when I visited him a while ago, I found that no one was home. It seemed that he had gone on a long journey. I wonder if he has returned yet."

The monk also agreed, "Yes, our former abbot of Jinshen Temple, Master Nengren, also mentioned that person before he disappeared. He said he was a sword immortal and looked quite fearful."

Taoist Priest Cui was surprised and said, "Master Nengren's cultivation is far superior to mine. Even he praises him so much, which shows that the swordsman is really powerful."

Hearing the three people praising him so highly, the General Zhonglang felt like he had seen a savior, and immediately ordered people to go and invite the swordsman who had been living in seclusion in the city.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and asked, "Is the haunted house you are talking about the sixth mansion from the south to the north on Dongli Street in Qingzhou City?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, little brother, have you also visited that sword immortal senior?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and pointed at his nose, feeling a little amused.

"That's my home."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the person you are looking for should be me."

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ps: This chapter has been reviewed, so it is late, please forgive me.

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