The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 154 The Dragon Girl Arrives at the River
The morning light is dim.

When Zhang Jiuyang and others returned to the charity cemetery from Tiger Hill with Jingxing's ashes, Su Lingshan was shocked by the scene before them.

The charity cemetery, which was originally relatively intact, was now in a state of disarray, with green blood on the ground.

"Brother Zhang, this is terrible. Your daughter..."

Su Lingshan was very anxious, but Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I've already told you, she's very fierce."

When everyone entered the funeral home, they saw broken arms and limbs everywhere. The coffins were all opened, but there were no bodies.

There was some noise in the kitchen, as if someone was making a fire.

Zhang Jiuyang came to the kitchen and saw the coffin keeper sitting there trembling, constantly putting firewood into the fire, burning a large black pot.

Liu Zifeng and Su Lingshan already knew that he was not a good person, and hurriedly asked where Ao Ya was.

The coffin keeper pointed at the pot tremblingly.

Su Lingshan screamed and lifted the lid of the pot despite the scalding heat, but the scene in front of her shocked her.

Ao Ya lay comfortably in the pot and slept soundly, drooling and rubbing his calves with his feet. Only his face was rubbed a little black from the bottom of the pot.

Su Lingshan quickly took Ao Ya out and kept shaking him to wake him up.

"Ouch!"

Ao Ya was a little unhappy, her eyes were sleepy, and dragon scales appeared on her chin. It seemed that she was going to swallow the woman who dared to disturb her sleep in one bite. However, a finger hit her head hard.

Ao Ya was furious, baring his teeth like a wild beast, but when he saw that it was Zhang Jiuyang, he immediately became listless, like an eggplant hit by frost, pouting and looking aggrieved.

"Don't kill me, it was the embroiderer who asked me to keep the corpse here!"

"It's none of my business!"

"Please, let me go..."

The coffin keeper knelt on the ground and begged. He was completely frightened and didn't dare to even look at Ao Ya.

This little girl was so scary. Not only did she bite the zombies to death, she also imprisoned them and kept them burning for her all night long!
Zhang Jiuyang reached out to wipe the soot off Ao Ya's face with some amusement, thinking that he worked so hard to fight the tiger demon, but you, on the other hand, have been sitting in a sauna all night.

Ao Ya's bad temper came and went quickly. She gave Zhang Jiuyang a silly smile and pointed at the bottom of the pot.

It seemed that he was saying that it was very comfortable there and wanted to invite Zhang Jiuyang to sleep there.

Zhang Jiuyang touched her head, then looked at the coffin keeper, his expression gradually turning cold.

"What's going on with this charity cemetery? And that embroiderer, tell me everything you know."

"I said, can you not kill me?"

The coffin keeper showed a look of anxiety in his eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang stared at him quietly, and then suddenly smiled.

"As long as what you say is valuable, I can spare your life."

Su Lingshan became a little anxious when she heard this. In her opinion, how could such a villain who assisted the tyrant and harmed countless people be let off?

But just as she was about to speak, Liu Zifeng grabbed her hand.

"I said it, I said it all!"

In the eyes of the coffin keeper, Zhang Jiuyang was an evil dragon in human skin. He had no intention of resisting and told him everything.

It turns out that this place was once called Ruyi Inn, a black shop that specialized in collecting human skins. The shopkeeper at that time was Xiu Niang, and he was the waiter here.

Later, it attracted the attention of the government, and the embroiderer turned this place into a charity cemetery. It was unknown where she learned the method of raising corpses, but after skinning and digging out the hearts, the remaining flesh and blood was used to raise zombies.

The main point is not to waste.

"Then why don't we see the embroiderer now?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked.

The coffin-keeper looked gloomy and said, "After the inn was converted into a charity cemetery, the embroiderer rarely came here anymore. She just asked me to look after the zombies here. Sometimes, I could only see her once every few months..."

There was a strange look in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

No wonder he stayed in the charity cemetery and refused to escape. It turned out that he liked that embroiderer.

"What is your relationship with the embroiderer?"

Hearing this, the coffin keeper showed a hint of infatuation in his eyes and said, "We are husband and wife."

Zhang Jiuyang expressed his doubt and asked, "Really?"

The coffin-keeper seemed to be irritated by his suspicion and said angrily, "Xiuniang and I have done things that only husband and wife can do. Can't we still be considered husband and wife?"

"It's just... when we do that kind of thing, she always asks me to change my clothes and speak in a shrill voice."

"What outfit?"

The coffin keeper came to a cabinet and took out a black robe and a black mask.

The moment he saw the mask, Zhang Jiuyang was startled.

Painted Skin Master!
This is the costume of Painted Skin Master!

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the coffin keeper with a playful expression. The embroiderer was quite playful. It had to be said that the relationship was really complicated.

"You think she likes you? She just wants you to pretend to be another man!"

Su Lingshan, also a woman, spoke the truth in one sentence, which touched her heart.

The coffin keeper laughed at himself and said, "Of course I know, but as long as she is happy, it's fine. But recently, the man seems to have lost an eye and often loses his temper. She is very worried and has not come to see me for a long time."

After a pause, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, sometimes, I really want to meet the man that she has been thinking about all the time!"

"You want to kill him?"

"No, I want to ask him to be nicer to Xiu Niang and coax her. If she feels better, she might be willing to come see me."

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

Su Lingshan: “…”

Liu Zifeng: “…”

"I can't die yet. If I die, I will never see the embroiderer again!"

"I know I have done a lot of bad things and I have lost all conscience, but if I don't do it...Xiuniang will be unhappy..."

Zhang Jiuyang didn't want to listen anymore.

"Ali."

The next moment, a pink knife light flashed, and a thin red line appeared on the neck of the coffin keeper. Because the knife was too fast and too sharp, blood gushed out after a moment.

The coffin keeper covered his neck with one hand and pointed at Zhang Jiuyang with the other, his eyes wide open, as if asking him why he didn't keep his promise.

There was no need for Zhang Jiuyang to say anything, as Ah Li's crisp voice rang out.

"Brother Jiu didn't kill you. It was A-Li who did it."

……

A day later, in the pitch-black darkness, a pair of sinister and fierce eyes slowly opened, with bloodshot pupils, as if the person had not had a good night's sleep for a long time.

"That thing is about to be born. During this period of time, you should stay there and not come back."

The Painted Skin Master's voice was hoarse and sharp, echoing all around.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a person in red standing quietly.

"Master, something happened at Tiger Hill. The tiger skin is missing, and the charity cemetery where the corpses were kept has also become a ruin." The blood-red eyes were instantly filled with violence.

"Who did it? The Imperial Observatory?"

The woman's voice was very gentle, and she said, "It shouldn't be. We have been secretly observing the Imperial Observatory during this period. They have searched Yangzhou several times, but they couldn't cause any trouble."

"I saw traces of thunder magic on Tiger Hill, and at the Yizhuang, it was..."

After a pause, she whispered, "It smells like a dragon."

The next moment, the voice of the Painted Skin Master suddenly sounded, full of resentment and anger.

"It's Brown Three!"

"It's here to take revenge again. This beast really bears grudges!"

"The last time I went to Qingzhou, its dragon horn was broken by Yan Luo. It didn't dare to blame Yan Luo for this. Instead, it thought that I had hidden the dragon ball and was unwilling to share it with it!"

"If that thing wasn't about to come out, and I needed to retreat to recuperate and stay in top condition, I would have killed that beast long ago!"

The woman in red sighed softly when she heard this.

The recent trip to Qingzhou was a great blow to the master. Not only did he fail to obtain the Dragon Ball, but he was also defeated by Yama Luo. This was difficult for the proud and arrogant master to accept.

Even Brown Three, who used to have nothing to do with his master, has now become his enemy.

It can be said that stealing the chicken but losing the rice resulted in heavy losses.

Yama……

The red-clothed woman's eyes narrowed. Who on earth could this person be, who could make his powerful master suffer repeated setbacks? She hated him to the core but could do nothing about it.

If she could help her master defeat Yama Luo, would her master be willing to favor her once and touch her?
Her breathing became hot at the thought, and her legs squeezed slightly together.

"Master, is it possible... that it was the white dragon?"

Thunder magic, the smell of dragon, the white dragon also meets these conditions.

The next moment, she saw the Painted Skin Master's eyes tremble suddenly, and there was even a fleeting trace of uneasiness and panic in his blood-red single eye.

She suspected that she had seen it wrongly. How could the master have such an expression?
"The white dragon may have become Yama's mount. If it is really a white dragon, it means..."

There was a strong hatred in the voice of the Painted Skin Master.

"Yan Luo has also come to Yangzhou!"

The woman in red stepped forward and said, "Master, don't worry. Yangzhou is not Qingzhou. If Yan Luo really dares to come, Xiu Niang will definitely help you kill him—"

Snapped!
A crisp slap was heard, with such force that the embroiderer fell to the ground, and her beautiful face suddenly became red and swollen.

"You're a piece of trash. You can't even handle the tiger skin issue, and you still want to kill Yan Luo?"

When the word "Yan Luo" was mentioned, the Painted Skin Master became particularly violent. He grabbed the embroiderer's hair, lifted her up from the ground, and looked down at her tearful eyes with a cold voice.

"Go and get the tiger skin back, otherwise... I will skin you alive!"

"Yes, the embroiderer knows."

The attitude of the woman in red was exceptionally docile, and there was even a hint of sickly blush on her face. After turning around, she stroked her swollen face, and there was actually a hint of excitement in her heart.

I am so happy, my master’s hand touched me…

……

On the Xijiang River, the boat moves slowly.

A figure stood at the bow, still dressed in white, with a slender and upright figure, like a jade tree. His long black hair was inserted diagonally with a peach wood hairpin, fluttering slightly in the river breeze.

It was Zhang Jiuyang.

"Brother Zhang, let's take the water route along the West River. After we pass Bailu Gorge, we will reach Dongyang Lake, the No. 1 lake in the world. It is said that the scenery there is unique in Yangzhou, and the most prosperous city of Yangzhou is near Dongyang Lake."

Liu Zifeng held the sword in front of him, looking at the calm water of the West River, and said with a smile: "My junior sister and I are going to Yangzhou City to attend the birthday banquet of Old Lady Shen. Do you want to come with us?"

Su Lingshan nodded and said, "Old Lady Shen has always loved making friends with strange people in the martial arts world. With your ability, Brother Zhang, you will definitely be treated as a distinguished guest!"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

He also wanted to meet Old Lady Shen, but not because of Yue Ling, but because of the Shen family.

As the richest family in Yangzhou, the Shen family is undoubtedly the biggest local tyrant in Yangzhou. If Zhang Jiuyang wants to do things in Yangzhou, he will be more powerful if he can get the help of the Shen family.

Apart from anything else, if he wanted to spread the faith of Wang Lingguan, the Shen family's financial, material, and human resources, as well as their huge reputation in Yangzhou, would be of great help to him.

Therefore, Old Lady Shen is the person I must meet on this trip.

"Brother Zhang, since you also want to attend Old Lady Shen's birthday banquet, why don't you take the faster land route instead of taking a detour by water?"

Su Lingshan said with some confusion.

After they crossed Tiger Hill, they entered the territory of Yangzhou. If they went by land, they would only need to travel about another hundred miles to reach Yangzhou City, but taking the water route would take a long detour.

Zhang Jiuyang picked up Ao Ya who wanted to jump into the water, shook his head and smiled: "I came to see a friend, she lives near Xijiang."

When Su Lingshan saw the smile that subconsciously appeared on Zhang Jiuyang's face when he mentioned "her" just now, she was immediately cheered up, and it seemed as if a gossip fire was burning in her heart.

Her intuition told her that Brother Zhang’s friend must be a woman!
Liu Zifeng was not as delicate as his junior sister. These days he discovered that Zhang Jiuyang did not have the condescending attitude of a cultivator. Instead, he was quite free and easy, so he spoke in a much more relaxed manner.

"Brother Zhang, when we get to Yangzhou City, I will introduce you to a few friends. They are all famous chivalrous women in the martial arts world. It's not a big deal for you to always be alone with your child."

"A man must always have a woman."

Liu Zifeng did not understand the look in his junior sister's eyes, but asked in surprise: "Junior sister, are your eyes uncomfortable? Come, let me blow on them for you."

Zhang Jiuyang turned around and swore that he would never travel alone or with a couple again.

I ate dog food all the way.

It was the boatman who spoke up to resolve the awkward situation.

"Sir, the friend you said you wanted to meet lives near Xijiang?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded.

The boatman was a little surprised and said, "That's strange. The Xijiang River used to have a fast current and many people were drowned. The banks often burst and no one dared to live nearby."

Liu Zifeng asked in confusion: "Old man, I see the water of the Xijiang River is not turbulent, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. How can it be as dangerous as you say?"

The boatman shook his head and said, "Sir, you don't know, for some reason the Xijiang River has suddenly become calm recently, otherwise, I wouldn't dare to take this route."

"Some people say that a Dragon King has come to Xijiang, while others say that the monster that was causing trouble in Xijiang was eliminated by a passing expert..."

Suddenly, a few drops of rain fell, not heavy, causing the calm West River to splash with water.

The surrounding water vapor turned into wisps of mist.

A figure was walking on the water, the slender figure was looming in the mist, and it seemed that she was holding an umbrella in her hand.

The boatman rowed desperately, but strangely, the boat did not move at all, as if the entire Xijiang River was frozen.

Liu Zifeng quickly drew his sword and waited attentively.

"Brother Zhang, have we encountered a monster?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, his voice calm.

"It's not a monster, but my friend who has come."

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(End of this chapter)