The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 132: Identity Exposed? The Painted Skin Master's Actions

Were you stimulated in some way during pregnancy?

Zhang Jiuyang looked at Ao Ya, who looked cute and well-behaved while sleeping. Her chubby face was a little rosy, and it seemed that she had encountered delicious food in her dream and was chewing it slightly.

What kind of stimulation could cause a dragon to suffer from an incurable dementia?
Even the Dragon Girl's magical powers were helpless.

He thought of the death of the old Dragon King again, and the events of that year seemed to have an extra layer of mystery.

At this moment, Ao Ya's eyelids trembled and he slowly woke up. His big dark eyes were filled with confusion, as if he was wondering who he was and where he was.
"elder sister……"

She seemed to have thought of something and was about to crawl down like a worm.

Zhang Jiuyang quickly picked her up.

Fortunately, she still remembered the terrible man who knocked her unconscious. She did not struggle but obediently rested her chin on Zhang Jiuyang's shoulder, staring at the doctor with her big black eyes.

As if wondering if this is edible.

The doctor was moved with compassion and thought the baby girl was so adorable, so he sighed.

"Little brother, don't have too high expectations of her in the future. In fact, it is a rare blessing for people to live in this world without knowing anything."

"Live happily all your life, do whatever you want, can't you——"

Ugh!

Ao Ya opened her mouth and swallowed the big moth that flew towards her with a crisp crunch.

"Ahem, there are some things...that we still can't do."

……

In order to correct Ao Ya's habit of eating everything, Zhang Jiuyang bought her a lot of delicious food, such as roast chicken, roasted lamb, candied fruit, cherry biro...

When she got home, she was holding a candied haws in one hand, a candy man in the other, and her mouth was stuffed with a bunch of candied fruits.

The whole person is intoxicated.

"Ali, take her out to play more during this time. Oh, and teach her to walk first."

Ali also heard what the doctor said just now in her soul. At this moment, there was a hint of heartache in her eyes when she looked at Ao Ya, and she became much gentler.

"Come on, sister will play with you."

Ali picked her up and spoke softly.

"Brother Jiu needs to practice. Sister will teach you how to walk. Once you learn how to do it, I will make you delicious food~"

Although he was only seven or eight years old, he had already started taking care of his younger brothers and sisters.

Although she has now become a fierce ghost that many people shudder at, and her resentment is heavier than that of ordinary evil spirits, the kindness engraved in her bones has never changed.

Ali is still the little girl wearing a worn apron and waving happily in front of the steamed bun shop when she sees him from afar.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at their figures under the tree and couldn't help but smile.

……

Time flies, time passes like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

These ten days can be said to be the most peaceful and reassuring ten days for Zhang Jiuyang.

He spent most of his time practicing at home, either refining his qi, strengthening his body, drawing talismans, or practicing swordsmanship. When he felt tired, he would go out for a walk, watch a play, listen to some music, or eat some臊子面 from a roadside stall.

The three children in the family have been playing together. Their younger brothers and sisters are all water creatures. Ali was generous for once and spent a lot of money to find someone to widen the pond and turn it into a small lake.

The two monsters and one ghost often played in the lake, causing huge splashes in the water.

Sometimes they would go to play in the Songlin River outside Qingzhou City, so much so that the legend of the Songhe water monster gradually spread in Qingzhou City.

Some say it is a dragon, others say it is a giant snake.

Zhang Jiuyang likes this kind of life very much. It is not noisy, no bustle, and not lonely. It has both the worldly life and the otherworldly feeling.

But when the Yellow Spring Order in his mind began to emit black light again, he knew that this quiet life might be coming to an end.

It looks like the next gathering in the underworld isn't far away.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes moved slightly. As long as the Painted Skin Master was alive, there would always be a stubborn stone blocking his way in the underworld. It was a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, and he didn't know when it would bite him.

In fact, the other heavenly stems are now waiting to see a great show of a fight between a dragon and a tiger.

The outcome between him and the Painted Skin Master is crucial to his future plans. If he loses, he will never be able to raise his head in the underworld.

After thinking about it, he sank his consciousness into the Huangquan Order and tried to communicate with Taiyin again.

Lao Qi has a good relationship with him, but since he is outside Daqian, he knows very little and can't help him much.

The Huangquan 'fairy' whose painting style is out of place may become the next breakthrough.

"Are you there?"

After waiting for a long time, Taiyin still didn't respond.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head. It seemed there was no hope.

Just as he was about to withdraw from the Yellow Spring Order, a voice sounded faintly.

"My dear, you haven't talked to me for such a long time, and now you want me to talk to you... My dear, you are so heartless."

That familiar laziness and charm, as if red lips were blowing gently in your ears, makes your bones go soft.

The Moon Goddess took the initiative to contact him.

Thinking that this person was a concubine in the palace, and might even be the queen, a hint of weirdness appeared in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

The emperor's hat is really green.

"Put away your disgusting charm, or there will be no discussion."

The Moon Goddess smiled softly and her natural charm made Zhang Jiuyang's blood surge. This woman seemed to have a soul-stirring charm. Just a voice could shake his heart.

"My dear, please don't be angry. I came to you this time out of kindness."

"What good intentions?"

"I have some news about the Painted Skin Master. Do you want to know?"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, but his voice remained indifferent.

"what do you want?"

"Haha, this message is sent to you. After all, who is my Lord Yama? He is so fascinating and nostalgic. My little Su Nu is now calling your name every day... and has ascended to paradise."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly.

These evil spirits are all greedy and will not do anything without benefits. How could they be so kind as to send him the information for free?

"Don't be so secretive. Tell us what you want."

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from Lord Yan Luo. I want you to... call me sister. How about that?"

Zhang Jiuyang instantly felt like he was being teased.

"If you don't tell me, get out."

"Don't be angry~ I'll just say it." She was like a young wife being scolded by her husband, and said aggrievedly: "The Painted Skin Master left Yangzhou, and took a lot of people with him."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled.

"From the direction he left, it could be Jizhou, Yongzhou, or of course, Qingzhou where you are."

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils narrowed, and he instantly smelled a dangerous scent.

The Moon Goddess once said that the Painted Skin Master's lair is in Yangzhou, and he seems to be guarding something and never leaves easily.

This time, not only did he leave, he also took a lot of people with him. It must be a big move.

There are not many people who can make the Painted Skin Master of the Sixth Realm make such a big fuss, and Yan Luo, who has a mortal enemy with him, is definitely one of them.

Could it be that the Painted Skin Master had obtained some intelligence about him and was preparing to strike first?
Thinking of that sinister and ferocious eye, Zhang Jiuyang's heart shuddered. If it was really directed at him, then the matter would be serious.

For someone like the Painted Skin Master, if he doesn't take action, then it's fine. But if he does, it means he has made careful arrangements and set a trap for his prey.

"Haha, I hope he comes to Qingzhou."

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly, "This way, I don't have to go look for him."

The Moon Goddess smiled sweetly and said, "As expected of a man I can't forget. He is so domineering. My heart is beating so fast right now. I really want you to touch me and feel it for yourself."

What a witch!
Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Moon Goddess, there are people of yours under the command of Painted Skin Master."

She was in the imperial palace in Beijing, but she was able to learn about the actions of the Painted Skin Master. Zhang Jiuyang would never believe that there were no spies lurking.

"My dear, you are very smart. If you want to know more, you can't just call me sister. You have to call me... good sister."

Zhang Jiuyang snorted coldly and immediately withdrew from the Huangquan Order.

He became even more wary of the Moon God.

She could even infiltrate the power of the Painted Skin Master silently. This woman is so scheming and her methods are so unpredictable that it is terrifying.

Although she is in the palace, there is definitely another powerful force behind her working for her.

Su Nu is just a small chess piece.

These evil spirits in the underworld are indeed more complicated than each other.

But it seems that there is no deep friendship between the Moon Goddess and the Painted Skin Master. Instead, they seem to dislike each other. She seems to hope that I win.

But she would never do it herself. Although she called him affectionately, she was actually trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Some even want to reap the benefits.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned.

Upon learning that the Painted Skin Master had taken action, he began to feel uneasy, as if there was something stuck in his throat. It seemed that his opponent was already one step ahead.

Could it be that his true identity has been exposed?

What went wrong?
"Brother Jiu, we are back!"

Ah Li was jumping around, while Ao Ya was crawling behind her using his hands and feet. There was no trace of a dragon in her. She just looked like a puppy.

But Zhang Jiuyang knew that Ali had tried her best.

Ao Ya really couldn't learn to walk on two feet, so being able to walk on all fours like a wild beast was already a huge improvement.

He smiled slightly, and the solemnity and sadness between his brows completely disappeared, replaced by sunshine and confidence.

Although he was on the edge of the abyss, he was unwilling to bring this burden to his family.

"Brother Jiu, I have prepared a gift for you!"

"what gift?"

Ali glanced at Ao Ya.

Ao Ya took a deep breath, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and said, "Sister...Sister..."

Just when Zhang Jiuyang was puzzled.

"Sister... Husband..."

He was shocked as if struck by lightning.

Ah Li stood there with a smile on her face, and said, "Brother Jiu, how's it going? Ao Ya can now speak new words!"

Zhang Jiuyang was ashamed.

"It's good to be able to speak new words, but you still can't yell randomly..."

He didn't want to be slapped to death by the Dragon Girl.

Ali made a face and went to the kitchen to busy herself.

Ao Ya crawled to his side, rubbed his calf, and said: "Sister...husband...sister...husband..."

The more he yelled, the smoother he became. I don't know how many times Ali taught him.

Zhang Jiuyang wanted to correct her but she wouldn't listen.

He smiled bitterly, then touched Ao Ya's head and fed him some food, and finally he was able to silence the cries of his brother-in-law that were urging him to die.

After eating the meat, she lay alone at the door, looking towards the east, looking a little lost.

"Miss your sister?"

Zhang Jiuyang sat next to her.

Ao Ya nodded quickly.

Seeing the undisguised attachment to her sister in her eyes, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly became curious.

"Can you tell me why you ran away from home?"

Ao Li said that his sister ran away from home, but based on the contact over the past few days, he found that although Ao Ya was a little naughty, she was particularly gentle and attached when talking about her sister.

Why did you run away from home?
Hearing Zhang Jiuyang's words, Ao Ya's eyes suddenly turned red, like a young animal that had suffered a great deal of injustice.

“Sister…sister…sister…”

She tried hard to say something but couldn't. She seemed very anxious and kept hitting her head with her hands, very hard, making loud banging sounds.

Zhang Jiuyang quickly held her down and said, "It's okay. If you can't say it, then don't say it."

She looked at Zhang Jiuyang, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly took Zhang Jiuyang's hand, clenched it into a fist, and smashed it on her head.

"What are you doing—"

Zhang Jiuyang's voice suddenly stopped, and a flash of lightning seemed to flash through his mind.

Could it be...

His eyes narrowed, and he asked in a deep voice: "Ao Ya, are you saying that it was your sister who drove you away, and if you didn't leave, she would beat you?"

Ao Ya's eyes were red and filled with tears.

She nodded vigorously, then snuggled into Zhang Jiuyang's arms, whimpering.

……

(End of this chapter)