The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 126 Dragon Girl Enters Brothel

The night is getting darker.

Yue Ling still didn't sleep, but was waiting for a reply letter.

Ever since she found out that the Moon Goddess was most likely a concubine in the palace, she had been unable to sleep or eat, feeling like there was something stuck in her throat. Apart from Zhang Jiuyang, she had no one to discuss such a big matter with.

I don’t know how long it took, but with Qingji’s shout, the letter finally arrived.

She quickly cut the sealing wax on the envelope and spread out the letter paper.

"I already know what happened, don't worry."

Zhang Jiuyang's handwriting came into her eyes, flowing smoothly and unrestrainedly.

"Too much debt doesn't worry you, too many lice don't itch, no matter it's the Painted Skin Master or the Moon Goddess, they are all Daqian's stubborn diseases. You must know that the ice is three feet thick, it's not formed in a day, don't be impatient."

"In addition, I might be beheaded for saying something like this. Even if the emperor really died (crossed out), what would happen?"

"The world belongs to all people. As long as the people's hearts and minds are there, Daqian will be there."

"Hasn't your Imperial Observatory always been shedding blood and sacrificing lives for ordinary people? In my opinion, this is precisely your greatest strength, and also the secret to your survival for six hundred years without decay."

Seeing these words, Yue Ling felt her heart tremble, her heart was surging like the tide. The idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor that she had accepted for many years made her feel that it was a bit rebellious, but she could not refute it.

A string deep in my heart seemed to be deeply touched.

She recalled her first case at the Imperial Observatory, which was to hunt down a snake demon that liked to eat children. Looking at the children she rescued and the parents who came to recognize them, she watched the happiness and joy of the family reunited.

That sense of accomplishment cannot be compared to promotion.

Six hundred years ago, the first Supervisor Zhuge Qixing left a stone tablet for the Imperial Observatory, which was erected in the very center of the Imperial Observatory. Every Supervisor who passed the assessment and was about to take office would take an oath under the stone tablet.

Zhuge Qixing's clothes and hat are buried under the stele, and only four words are engraved on the stele.

People from harm!

"You... are so bold that you dare to say such things."

Although Yue Ling was complaining, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes under the candlelight.

Unconsciously, all the hesitation and confusion she had been feeling during this period disappeared. Zhang Jiuyang only said a few words, but it seemed as if the clouds had been cleared and the sun had appeared.

She continued to look down.

"Therefore, our top priority is not to be in the temple, but to be in the rivers and lakes. In a word, we must first kill the evil spirits and keep the people safe. This is more important than anything else."

"Compared with the Moon Goddess, the Painted Skin Master is our first target. I have already found out that his lair is in Yangzhou. Perhaps our next move can be made there..."

Yue Ling nodded and agreed with Zhang Jiuyang's plan.

The power of the Painted Skin Master is omnipresent, and he himself is cruel and bloodthirsty. He has not only one skinner under his command, but his lair is also in the richest city, Yangzhou.

This cancer must be eradicated as soon as possible!

The most important thing is that Zhang Jiuyang has already made a mortal enemy with the Painted Skin Master in Huangquan, so it is legitimate for him to attack him and he will not be suspected. On the contrary, it can enhance his prestige.

Only by being more ferocious and powerful than those evil spirits can you subdue them and gain their sincere recognition and respect.

The Painted Skin Master is undoubtedly a good stepping stone.

Soon she reached the end of the letter.

"I know you like reading stories. When we destroy Huang Quan in the future, I will write our experiences into a book. Maybe it will sell well. Even if it fails, it doesn't matter. There is a saying in my hometown that I like very much. I would like to share it with you today."

After a pause, she saw the last sentence written by Zhang Jiuyang.

“Our names may not be known to anyone, but our deeds will live on forever.”

Yue Ling was shocked and thought of the cenotaphs in the Imperial Observatory Cemetery. After six hundred years of wind and frost, many of the names engraved on the tombstones had become blurred, and no relevant files or records could be found.

But every time she went to worship, she felt an indescribable touch.

After reading the letter, she was overwhelmed with emotion.

Suddenly I really want to meet Zhang Jiuyang.

However, she is now confined to the White Tiger Pavilion again, and she is afraid that she will not be able to go out in the short term. But after being encouraged by Zhang Jiuyang, she is now full of fighting spirit and confidence.

"Go and collect all the cases of missing boys and girls during this period. If there is a body missing a skull, give me the file immediately!"

Following her order, the White Tiger Pavilion was mobilized and a large number of files were collected together.

Even Lao Gao, who was sleeping, was called up to look through the files together.

"Master Yue, I just fell asleep. Besides, isn't it the people of Tianji Pavilion who are responsible for finding the files?"

Lao Gao said sleepily.

Yue Ling glanced at him sideways, and the majesty in her eyes immediately perked him up and he sat up straight.

"Learn more from Zhang Jiuyang. How can we, the people of the Imperial Observatory, be so lazy?"

"If you can't find any clues, you won't be allowed to sleep tonight!"

"Yes!"

She looked towards the direction of Qingzhou and secretly sighed that Zhang Jiuyang was probably also racking his brains, thinking about how to deal with the Master of Painted Skin.

She couldn't fall behind, so she had to search all night to see if she could provide Zhang Jiuyang with some useful information.

……

Qingzhou City, Jiaofangsi.

"Sir, come and eat a grape. I'll peel it for you~"

"Sir, let me give you a leg massage~"

"Sir, how was my little song? Would you like me to dance for you again?"

"Son..."

In the room, Zhang Jiuyang ordered more than a dozen girls at once. There were beautiful girls, green willows and red flowers, and the scent of powder filled the air.

He ordered a dragon fish feast tonight and successfully got Ali and Qingji drunk. Then he sneaked out alone and went to the most famous music hall in Qingzhou City under the influence of alcohol.

Unlike ordinary brothels, Jiaofangsi was an official brothel and a state-owned enterprise. Many of the women there were ladies from wealthy families who had been trained in music, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood and naturally had a good temperament.

Think about it, here you might meet the daughter of your former boss, and think about the condescending attitude your boss once had towards you...

The songs and dances of the Jiaofangsi were also excellent, and some famous prostitutes could even go to the capital to perform for the emperor. Of course, the expenses were much higher than those of ordinary brothels, and it was an absolute den of money.

For example, for the dragon and phoenix candle, you have to spend ten taels of silver to get a new candle before it burns out, otherwise the girls will refuse to come.

A candle can only be lit for a quarter of an hour, and the night is long. The cost of the candle alone is a considerable expense.

In addition, singing, dancing, and drinks all cost money, and they are much more expensive than outside. Even the entrance fee is one or two taels of silver.

If you like a girl and are ready to spend a night with her, you have to pay extra.

So a night of spring is truly worth a thousand gold.

Zhang Jiuyang was surrounded by flowers, feeling the gentle voices and attentive service all around him, and finally he felt relaxed all over.

Of course, he was just trying to find something new.

Before the Hundred Days Pass, he was quite looking forward to it, but after the Hundred Days Pass was completed, as his desire gradually subsided, he was not so eager anymore.

What's even more terrible is that, perhaps because he has been with Yue Ling for a long time and has witnessed the stunning beauty of the Dragon Girl, his horizons have been broadened a lot.

Although these women are good, they pale in comparison to those two and cannot be compared.

Moreover, as his cultivation broke through to the third level and his Dharma Eye opened, his eyesight also greatly improved.

With just a casual glance, one can clearly see the flaws and filth that cannot be concealed under the thick makeup.

Unlike Yue Ling, even if you get closest, you can't see the slightest flaw. His skin is white and flawless, crystal clear, and his facial features are extremely handsome.

Why did you think of Yue Ling again?

Zhang Jiuyang quickly shook his head. Now was the time to enjoy himself.

But then again, why do I feel a little uneasy when I use the money given by Yue Ling to visit the Jiaofangsi?

If she knew...

hiss!
You must never let her know!

"Sir, do you want to continue lighting the candles?"

The women in the Jiaofangsi were particularly enthusiastic about Zhang Jiuyang. After all, serving such a handsome young man was much more comfortable than serving those old men.

It's just that this handsome young man seems to have some problems in that aspect. No matter how they tease him, he remains unmoved. He seems to be immersed in it, but in fact, he has a slight sense of alienation.

"No, it's getting late. My wife must be getting impatient waiting for her."

Zhang Jiuyang made up an excuse and prepared to leave.

There are some things that we always imagine to be beautiful before we experience them, but once we really experience them, we find that they are just that way.

Their charm is far inferior to that of Yue Ling and Long Nu, let alone Su Nu.

Dull.

"Sir, is your wife more beautiful than us sisters combined?"

The girls were somewhat indignant, their voices were resentful and their eyes were pitiful.

Zhang Jiuyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "My wife is a bit fierce. Be careful that she goes to the brothel with a knife. If she does, my life will be in danger."

He turned to leave when he suddenly heard a commotion coming from downstairs.

"Girl, you can't go up there!"

"Looking for someone? Without paying the entrance fee, no one can go up there!"

"Someone, come and catch her. Be careful not to hurt her. Such a beautiful woman..."

"Oh, lady, spare me, lady, spare me!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jiuyang heard a series of crashing sounds and the screams of the guards from the Jiaofang Bureau.

Step, step, step...

The slender figure walked up the stairs slowly with light steps. If Zhang Jiuyang had not made great progress in his cultivation and improved his hearing, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.

Master!

Finally, the figure stopped in front of Zhang Jiuyang's door. Through the candlelight, a graceful and beautiful figure could be vaguely seen.

Zhang Jiuyang felt a thunderous roar in his head. Could it be that Yue Ling really came to see him?

Damn it, it’s over!
He felt guilty for no reason, but then he thought, why should he feel guilty?

Yue Ling is just his superior, not his real wife. It's not against the law for me, a single man, to have some fun. Why does she care about me?
Even though he thought this in his heart, he still felt a little weak.

"Sir, is this your wife?"

"So...so scary..."

The girls huddled together, trembling.

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and was about to speak when he heard a voice coming from outside the door, ethereal, clear, cold and moving.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I'm looking for you."

This sound...

Zhang Jiuyang opened the door abruptly and saw the woman in a flawless snow-white lotus skirt, a cloud-shaped belt around her waist, embellished with rings and pendants, and waist-length hair that looked like flowing brocade and decorated with glazed hairpins.

Although she was wearing a veil that concealed her stunning beauty, her pair of glass-colored pupils were like the bright moon in the depths of the blue waves, bright and flawless, without any dust on it.

Who else could have such a cold and aloof temperament other than the dragon girl who once appeared in a stunning appearance?

The group of girls opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the otherworldly woman in front of them.

He really wasn't lying.

How could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?

Not to mention all of them combined, even if you move the twelve most famous courtesans in Yangzhou City here, they will pale in comparison to her...

With a lady like this, it’s no wonder he was indifferent to our advances.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I don't like the smell here."

……

(End of this chapter)