The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 164 The girl with a gun, the arrogant old lady

Sun Mingyu stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

The heroic girl in her childhood has unexpectedly grown into a stunningly beautiful woman in the blink of an eye. Especially her sharp and upright aura makes people want to conquer her.

When Yue Ling walked towards him, he was still a little excited.

Sure enough, she still remembers what happened back then. Now I am not fat at all. She should be very surprised.

Just as he was daydreaming, the other party's voice sounded faintly.

"Hey, please make room."

"I want to sit with him."

Although the voice was not loud, it was firm, unquestionable and extremely strong.

Even though she was dressed up and wore a bright red silk dress, she was still the same Yue Ling, and her original form was revealed as soon as she opened her mouth.

Zhang Jiuyang breathed a sigh of relief. That’s right, this is the Yue Ling I am familiar with.

Otherwise it would be too awkward.

Sun Mingyu smiled bitterly and said, "Ling'er——"

Clang!
The Dragon Sparrow Sword made a loud sound, and its cold light flashed like a startled wild goose, in an instant as fast as lightning, causing everyone at the banquet to subconsciously shrink their necks.

Sun Mingyu had a dazed look on his face, with a hint of fear in his eyes. It took him a long while to reach out and touch his neck.

Fortunately, it’s still there!
A few strands of hair fell slowly.

Yue Ling said coldly: "If you call me that disgustingly again, next time I will cut off more than just your hair."

The old Taoist priest behind Sun Mingyu took a step forward and was about to speak, but Yue Ling raised his eyes and looked at him.

There seemed to be a flash of thunder in those bright and sharp eyes. The old Taoist's snow-white beard stood up, as if he was about to be struck by lightning. His steps suddenly froze.

You can't afford to offend me, both of you are totally not on the same level!
In their Wanfu Building, perhaps only the owner of the building can compete with him.

How did this girl cultivate to become so evil?

He had heard of the name of Ming Wang Yue Ling a long time ago, but he always thought it was a bit exaggerated. But now it seems that he was just looking at the world from a narrow perspective.

Yue Ling had already sheathed her sword. She tapped Sun Mingyu's desk lightly with the scabbard, her eyebrows raised and her eyes sharp.

"Change, I'll change!"

Sun Mingyu felt as if he was being stabbed in the back. He quickly stood up and gave up his seat, then looked deeply at Zhang Jiuyang.

He didn't say anything, which showed his understanding of the current situation.

"Miss Yue, I was the one who was careless just now. Actually, we met when we were young. I fell into the river and you used your spear to pull me out..."

Yue Ling thought about it carefully and said, "Really? I don't remember."

She sat down and didn't look at him again.

Sun Mingyu felt bored and left angrily. The housekeeper quickly asked him to sit in another seat opposite Yue Ling.

After this commotion, the atmosphere of the banquet seemed to cool down a bit. People looked at Yue Ling cautiously and dared not whisper anymore.

That knife, that man, and that invisible edge are hard to ignore.

Yue Ling also noticed it. After all, it was her grandmother's birthday party, so she directly opened the jar of wine on the table.

"Everyone, it is wrong to draw a sword at a birthday banquet. Yue will drink this wine, and everyone can relax and do not worry."

After saying this, she picked up the jar of wine with one hand, and then drank it down in big gulps, looking extremely heroic.

She drank the entire jar of wine, but she still sat there like a green pine. Her eyes not only did not look drunk, but became brighter.

Very heroic.

"it is good!"

"Minglie Hou Hailiang!"

"happy!"

Everyone at the banquet was amazed, even many women showed their extraordinary brilliance, thinking that the woman in front of them was so rare, and her generosity and magnanimity even surpassed all the men present.

The atmosphere became heated again.

Zhang Jiuyang handed her a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, then looked at her with interest and asked, "Did you use a gun before?"

Although he had known Yue Ling for such a long time, he had never seen her use a gun.

"Ah."

Yue Ling nodded, seeming unwilling to say more about this topic.

Shentu Jianhou laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "Little friend Zhang, you don't know that when Yue Jianhou was the champion general in the army, he was invincible with a Dragon Tiger Overlord Spear, no less than the God of War!"

"It's a pity that she later entered the Imperial Observatory and gave up her spear to practice swordsmanship. It's hard to see the legendary Yue family spear anymore."

Yue Ling glanced at him calmly, and Shen Tu Xiong quickly punished himself with a glass of wine, saying with a smile: "It's a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."

There was a hint of strangeness in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, and he glanced at Yue Ling from time to time.

She gave up her gun and practiced swordsmanship, and yet she still achieved her current success. Her talent in martial arts is probably rare throughout history.

She frowned slightly, looking a little unnatural, and used her magic power to transmit her voice.

"We agreed not to laugh at me, Zhang Jiuyang, do you want to be beaten?"

Obviously, she was used to wearing battle robes and armor, and was not used to this kind of women's attire. Seeing Zhang Jiuyang always looking at her, she thought there was something wrong with her and made him laugh.

Zhang Jiuyang also sent a voice transmission: "Why am I laughing at you? To be honest, I've seen you wearing armor for so long, and suddenly seeing you dressed like a lady from a wealthy family, I'm a little uncomfortable."

"Then I'll go change it."

"Don't……"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "This outfit is pretty nice, pleasing to the eyes."

Yue Ling snorted coldly, feeling the secret gazes at the banquet, especially Sun Mingyu sitting opposite her, who looked at her almost every few breaths.

She couldn't understand why. Wasn't it just a change of clothes? What was so good about it?

Even Zhang Jiuyang is not immune to this.

"By the way, this is not like your style." Zhang Jiuyang looked at her, his smile gradually faded, and his voice became serious.

"The Yue Ling I know is definitely not someone who would do things so high-profile, let alone deliberately showing how much you value me in public, even at the cost of your own reputation."

After a pause, he asked, "Yue Ling, could it be that you were... replaced by the Painted Skin Master's people?"

Yue Ling glanced at him and pressed her slender fingers on the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Sword.

"I'll give you another chance, please speak nicely."

Zhang Jiuyang sat up straight subconsciously, laughed, and said, "Just kidding, I know why you did this."

He sighed, "That's not necessary."

Yue Ling said calmly: "It is necessary."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart. The reason why Yue Ling expressed her attention to him so loudly was not because of any love between a man and a woman, but because she was worried that he would use her as bait to lure out the Painted Skin Master.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to tarnish her own reputation and acted very ambiguous with him, just to make Zhang Jiuyang stay in the Shen family, or to keep him under her nose.

Painted Skins are everywhere in Yangzhou, and among the guests here, there must be someone who is the owner of Painted Skins.

After the birthday banquet, the Painted Skin Master will know that Ming Wang Yue Ling has a weakness, and that is a man.

In this situation, Zhang Jiuyang dared not run around. He could only stay by her side and not become a bargaining chip used by the Painted Skin Master to threaten Yue Ling.

That's why she followed Old Lady Shen's wishes. Even though she knew that the motive of the birthday banquet was to choose a husband for her, she did not show any resistance or dissatisfaction.

"Next, you are not allowed to run around. You must stay at the Shen family. You must discuss everything with me first, otherwise I will tie your hands and feet up, and I will not let you out even if I have to feed you."

She said firmly.

He was really frightened by the plan proposed by Zhang Jiuyang last night. Using Yan Luo as bait to lure out the Master of Painted Skin was like dancing on the edge of a knife. Even if it succeeded, he would most likely be torn to pieces by the Master of Painted Skin.

She had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure, because this man was capable of doing anything when he went crazy.

However, she also knew Zhang Jiuyang's weakness. This man valued friendship and loyalty, and the rope might not be able to tie him up, but in order to protect her from being threatened, Zhang Jiuyang would definitely not dare to act rashly.

"As for the so-called reputation..."

She didn't care at all and said calmly: "How can we have a home if the demons are not destroyed?"

"Ever since I entered the Imperial Observatory and investigated the Huangquan case, I have never thought about starting a family. Those civilians who died at the hands of evil spirits at a young age, and those comrades who died in battle, have they ever started a family?"

"Compared to them, what is my sacrifice?"

When she said these words, her eyes were open, her heart was full of sincerity, and she had a heroic spirit that made Zhang Jiuyang stand in awe.

Sure enough, Yue Ling was still the same Yue Ling and had never let him down.

"Don't worry, I won't take any risks this time. I've almost found the bait."

Hearing this, Yue Ling was stunned for a moment, and even suspected that she had heard it wrong.

"You won't tell me that you found a clue and made a breakthrough just last night?"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and nodded, "It seems so."

Yue Ling: “…”

She has always been proud of her intelligence, but now she suddenly has some self-doubt. She has been studying for so long without any progress, but as soon as Zhang Jiuyang came, she immediately made a discovery?
"what have you found?"

Her expression became extremely solemn, and she looked at Zhang Jiuyang with burning eyes.

This made Sun Mingyu, who was observing secretly, quite jealous. He had long seen that the two were communicating closely through telepathy using their magical powers.

It goes on and on, and I don't know what to talk about.

What made him even more jealous was that Yue Ling actually showed a gentle smile to Zhang Jiuyang, and now the two of them were looking at each other affectionately. They didn't intend to be shy at all!

Zhang Jiuyang told her about the divination of Du Shen before his death and shared his own guess.

"The Mountain Wind Gu hexagram is the hexagram he calculated for me before he died. According to the detailed explanation in the Six-Line Guashu, if this hexagram is used to look for someone, one should look to the southeast or northeast."

"I guess what the unfinished message from Du Shensuan's letter was, that if I had to go to Yangzhou, I should remember to avoid the southeast and northeast directions."

Yue Ling's eyes lit up and she said, "You mean to narrow the search area to only the southeast and northeast of Yangzhou!"

She was a little excited. This way, the difficulty of investigation would be greatly reduced.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said, "Although these are all speculations, since the investigation has reached a bottleneck, why not give it a try? It's always a direction."

Yue Ling agreed very much, a hint of joy appeared in her eyes, and she seemed to be a little more relaxed.

Since entering Yangzhou, we have been surrounded by fog and have had a hard time. Now I have finally found a direction again.

The most torturous feeling is the feeling of knowing that evil spirits are causing trouble but being unable to do anything about it.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I toast to you."

She raised her glass and was about to drink.

"Drink less."

Zhang Jiuyang held down her wine glass.

Yue Ling smiled slightly, and rarely did she insist, but let go of the wine glass obediently.

"The old lady is here!!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, very loud.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed as he looked at the figure walking slowly towards him with a dragon-headed cane, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Wow, are you so arrogant?

Those protective magic weapons almost blinded Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

The dragon-headed crutch made of century-old lightning-struck wood, the flowing brocade robe woven from dragon yarn, the jade ring forged with the seven treasures of Buddhism, the Taoist peach wood hairpin and amulet, and even the pair of jade earrings, all have the aura of magical instruments.

From head to toe, there are thirteen kinds of protective magic weapons that Zhang Jiuyang can see.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at himself, then at Old Lady Shen, and suddenly began to doubt himself.

Which of us is the monk?

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(End of this chapter)