The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 151: Accomplices, Zombies and Dragons

Yizhuang, kitchen.

The coffin keeper took out a bell and shook it gently in his hand, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, many coffins trembled, and the yellow talismans stuck on them turned into flames and burned to ashes, and the coffin lids were blown away with a bang.

Several pairs of large hands with long nails poked out from the coffin, some with white hair and some with black hair.

Zombies jumped out of the coffins one after another.

Not all coffins contained zombies. Some of the coffins did contain dead bodies, which had been skinned, with their flesh and blood rotting and emitting a foul odor.

"dinner time."

Following the order from the coffin keeper, the white-haired zombies began to eat the rotten corpses, while the black-haired zombies followed the coffin keeper to the kitchen.

"Today we have a big meal, no one is allowed to grab it, come one by one."

The coffin keeper rang the bell and removed the stone from the pot lid. The moment he opened the lid, a trace of pity appeared in his eyes.

Although I have cooked for many people, this is the first time for such a young child.

Thinking of those big, black, bright, innocent eyes, he sighed softly.

He specially put a kind of herb in the pot, which would release a stupefying smell after cooking, and the person would not wake up even if he died.

This was his last bit of conscience.

When I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw steam rising up. In the white mist, I could vaguely see a small figure curled up in a ball.

Ok?
The coffin keeper soon realized something was wrong. Why was there no smell of meat?

And what about all the side dishes and condiments in my pot?
When the smoke cleared, a chubby little girl was seen lying in the leftover soup. She was wearing black clothes and had black hair. She was sleeping soundly at the bottom of the pot, with soup stains at the corners of her mouth.

His little belly was round, and he not only ate all the side dishes, but even almost drank up the soup!

The snoring was deafening.

The coffin keeper touched the bottom of the pot and immediately got a blister on his finger. He looked at the sleeping little girl in shock.

What on earth is she?
How can you sleep so soundly in such a hot pot?
One zombie couldn't wait any longer and pounced towards Ao Ya, lifted her up with both hands, opened its big mouth and bit her pinkest neck.

However, the next moment, there was a clicking sound.

The zombie's two sharp fangs were actually... broken?
The coffin keeper widened his eyes, unable to believe his eyes. This was a black zombie. Ordinary white zombies were invulnerable to swords and guns and had immense strength, but black zombies were not afraid of ordinary fire but only of sunlight.

Their fangs can bite through not only flesh and blood, but even gold and black iron!
But the fact is, the zombie's teeth were indeed broken. Even if it was an evil spirit, it screamed in pain at this moment.

This voice finally woke Ao Ya up.

She woke up in a daze and gestured to the coffin keeper, asking why the food was not cooked anymore and that she would feel more comfortable if it was hot.

Another zombie pounced and tried to bite Ao Ya.

This time, Ao Ya finally got angry. Who hasn’t been a little grumpy when waking up?
She opened her mouth, and her chubby head suddenly turned into a huge dragon head, with horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, and sharp fangs like saw teeth, except for the front teeth where there was a piece missing.

Click!

She actually bit off the zombie's head with one bite, but the next moment, she immediately spit it out and pouted several times.

It tastes terrible. It’s really terrible!

"Demon, monster!"

The coffin keeper looked at the monster with a dragon head and a human body with horror, and shook the bell in his hand frantically out of fear.

In an instant, the zombies who heard the bell came to the kitchen and bit Ao Ya.

boom!
A dragon's tail about two meters long swung by, with its black scales standing upright, emitting a cold glow in the night, like a steel whip covered with spikes, sweeping across the waists of many zombies.

The black zombie was blown away with its body sunken, while the white zombie was cut in half with green blood flowing out.

Ao Ya completely transformed into a ten-foot-long black dragon, emitting a domineering dragon roar, with deep hostility in his two scarlet, lantern-like pupils.

Why won't you let me sleep!

The coffin keeper was so frightened that he had no will to fight. He ordered the zombies to kill Ao Ya, while he himself ran away.

This is so scary, that man’s daughter... is actually a dragon?
However, he didn't run for long before he suddenly fell to the ground and slid backwards.

Ao Ya turned into a little girl again, reached out and grabbed one of his legs, dragged him into the kitchen, and remained unmoved no matter how he struggled and begged for mercy.

The scene in the kitchen was even more shocking.

Broken arms and limbs were everywhere, and the ground was almost stained with green blood. Several zombie heads were even stepped on and exploded, splattering everywhere.

He almost threw up.

Looking at this seemingly harmless little girl, he felt deeply frightened.

What kind of monster had I provoked?

Wait, if this little girl is a dragon, then Zhang Jiuyang, who claims to be her father, is also...

……

"You are indeed a monk."

In the mountain temple, Jingxing slowly opened his eyes. He no longer looked like an immortal, but his face was pale and a strong yin energy emanated from his body.

The pair of eyes, which were originally clear and bright, seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow at this moment, staring at Zhang Jiuyang beside the fire.

"Master Jingxing, you, why are you..."

Su Lingshan couldn't help but ask.

"He has become a ghost."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly and said, "People who are eaten by the tiger monster will have their souls enslaved by it and become its lackeys. They often induce others to be eaten by the tiger monster as well. This is the origin of being a lackey for the tiger."

Jing Xing looked gloomy and said, "I have used a secret method to cover up my aura. When did you find out?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "You have revealed too many flaws."

"The ghosts you talked to in the charity cemetery were not killed by the tiger monster. They were just wandering ghosts that you caught for your show. Your acting skills are good, but they are still lacking. Extras also need to improve their acting skills."

"Also, the fire talisman you used to disperse the owls in the forest was actually a dark blue flame. That is Yin Fire. Since you are already a ghost, you naturally cannot activate Yang Fire."

"The most important thing is that after entering the mountain temple, you said you wanted to meditate and regulate your breathing, but in fact you didn't dare to warm yourself by the fire. After all, as a ghost, how could you dare to get close to the yang fire?"

After that, Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "Master Jingxing, you don't need to refute me. Just come over to the fire and warm yourself, and I will believe you."

Jingxing didn't move for a long time.

"Of course, even if you fill in all the loopholes, you can't fool me, because the first time I saw you, I knew you were a ghost."

After saying this, a golden light flashed between Zhang Jiuyang's eyebrows, and a vertical mark like a pupil appeared.

Under the shining golden light, Jingxing's true form was completely revealed. His body was covered in blood and his stomach was ripped open, as if he had been eaten by wild beasts.

Liu Zifeng and Su Lingshan were horrified and immediately drew their swords as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

"The third realm, small Zhoutian!"

Jingxing stared at Zhang Jiuyang, his eyes full of jealousy.

"I have been practicing hard for decades, but I have only reached the third realm when I was old. However, you have already reached the third realm at the age of twenty, and even opened the Dharma Eye that is one in a million. How can you do that?"

"Why is God so unfair to me? What did I do wrong?" Jingxing said angrily, "I have spent my whole life exorcising demons and curing illnesses, but God has never given me any merit. He even let me die in the tiger's mouth and become a ghost. Why?!"

His face was distorted and his voice was sharp. He said, "How can a genius like you understand my situation? But it doesn't matter. Soon you will become a ghost like me!"

Seeing his expression, Zhang Jiuyang knew that his mind had been affected by resentment. He shook his head and sighed, "You led us here, isn't it because this is where tiger monsters eat people?"

The reason why owls live in groups is because too many people have died here. Batches of innocent people are lured here by the ghosts and then eaten by the tiger demon.

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the temple, and a tiger roar was heard, loud, powerful, and domineering, full of the aura of a king.

Boom!

Amidst the lightning and thunder, a huge figure gradually approached the mountain temple. It was several feet long and controlled an invisible evil wind. The wind and rain automatically avoided its snow-white hair, and the word "King" on its forehead was shocking.

It turned out to be a huge white-browed tiger with hanging eyes and a demonic aura!

It exudes domineering aura as it walks, making thunderous sounds all over its body, and its amber pupils reveal a humanistic look.

It's like a king waking up and enjoying a sumptuous meal.

Su Lingshan was frightened to the point of paleness, and the hand holding the sword was shaking slightly. The fear from the depths of her soul almost destroyed 80% of her martial arts skills.

Zhang Jiuyang showed a trace of solemnity.

What a strong pressure!
This white tiger seemed to have an extraordinary origin and was not an ordinary tiger monster. Zhang Jiuyang was someone who often dealt with dragons, but even so, he still felt a sense of oppression.

Of course, he was not afraid.

Before going up the mountain, Zhang Jiuyang had asked A Li to calculate that the trip would be safe. He also used the Liu Yao divination to calculate it himself and found that it was not a bad omen.

This shows that the tiger demon’s power is not that high.

Just looking at this momentum and pressure made Zhang Jiuyang feel a little pressured.

"The mountain king is here, you are all going to die!"

Jingxing floated towards the door, but a gust of cold wind slammed the door shut. A figure in a red dress appeared in front of him, holding two pink swords in her hands, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

"Brother Jiu, did I let you go?"

Jingxing's face changed. As a fellow ghost, he felt a deep sense of oppression from the other party.

Although he had reached the third realm of cultivation during his lifetime, he became a ghost after his death and his cultivation was no longer as good as before. Now he is at best ghost level. Naturally, facing the fierce-level red-clothed man, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

However, he has an advantage that ordinary ghosts do not have - talismans!
He waved his hand and scattered a few yellow talismans, then made hand gestures and chanted a spell.

The next moment, the yellow talisman emitted a faint golden light, as if it had come alive, and it actually moved towards the little female ghost in red.

Ali swung the knife at the talisman, but strangely, the yellow talisman with golden light was extremely tough and stuck to the knife like taffy.

Ah Li's figure froze in place.

Jingxing took the opportunity to run out the door, but the next moment, the yellow talisman stuck on the knife was stained with blood, and a talisman with black words on white paper was stuck on Jingxing's back.

The secret talisman for walking in the underworld and the talisman for controlling the soul.

In an instant, Jingxing was unable to move. He had to do whatever Ah Li did, just like a puppet.

Ali stepped back, and he had to step back as well, until he reached the fire.

Ali is a vicious evil spirit with a strong yin energy. He is also granted the talisman by the God King Duchang, so he is not afraid of fire. But Jingxing is different. He screams miserably and black smoke keeps coming out of his body.

Roar!
The tiger demon outside the temple was roaring, trying to summon its minions back, but for some reason today, the minions stayed in the temple and did not leave.

It showed a hint of caution and was reluctant to step into the mountain temple.

But it didn't go in, the temple door opened by itself.

A handsome figure in white appeared at the door, holding a charred head in his hand. It was the ghost Jingxing. His eyes were still blinking and he was shouting "Shanjun, help me!"

Ali followed Zhang Jiuyang with a knife in his hand. Seeing such a big tiger, his eyes lit up and he gestured with the kitchen knife from time to time.

"Brother Jiu, I heard that tigers are all valuable. Tiger bones, tiger meat, tiger skin and tiger penis are all very precious. This big one must be able to sell for a lot of money!"

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly, "Yue Ling's grandmother is about to celebrate her 70th birthday, so it's a good opportunity to kill this tiger monster and skin it as a birthday gift."

"Ah? Do you want to send it?"

Ali drooped her little face.

"Silly, does Old Lady Shen need that little money? If she's happy, she might be able to give you a few mansions."

"Ali doesn't want a big house, she wants gold!"

“How vulgar.”

"Then get a lot of beautiful maids and have them warm Brother Nine's bed!"

"Ahem, you have good vision. Brother Nine loves you well."

The tiger demon listened to the two men shamelessly dividing its body in front of it, and its anger instantly surged up and it roared.

A demonic wind is blowing.

The dragon follows the clouds, the tiger follows the wind.

Tiger demons are born with the ability to control the wind, and this big white-browed tiger with hanging eyes is the darling of the wind. The demonic wind it controls is as sharp as a knife, just like the legendary strong wind that can scrape human flesh.

Facing this fierce evil wind, Zhang Jiuyang did not move at all.

The Five Thunder Talisman he was wearing was triggered, and lightning flashed around him. The mighty and majestic thunder energy shook away the evil wind in front of him.

The sharp evil wind seemed to be split by a sharp blade, blowing to both sides, leaving scars all over the mountain temple.

"It's the Thunder Talisman. He has the Thunder Talisman to protect him!"

Jingxing’s head shouted loudly.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't care. He pointed his finger and the sword came!

Clang!
A red sword flew out of Ali's mouth, and it was the Ghost-Slaying Sword.

In order to make it easier to carry, she usually swallows the Demon-Slaying Sword and its sheath into her stomach. It is simply a mobile arsenal.

Seeing the flying sword coming, the tiger demon was shocked. It used the evil wind to dodge swiftly, but a few strands of hair were still cut off by the sword energy.

In an instant, it became furious and spoke in human language.

"Don't hurt my skin!!"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong.

He raised his other hand and urged the thunder energy. The next moment, a bright lightning light appeared in his palm. Bolts of lightning broke through the air, blasted through the clouds and struck the tiger monster.

In the mountain temple, Su Lingshan and Liu Zifeng stared blankly at the man in white who was holding up thunder with one hand and controlling the flying sword with the other, and suddenly felt extremely strange.

"Brother, I remember now. There seems to be a rumor that the strange man who can attract lightning to kill bandits seems to like to wear white clothes..."

Liu Zifeng's eyes were full of envy.

"So Brother Zhang is the strange man."

"Luckily he was here this time, otherwise we would have been killed."

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(End of this chapter)