The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 186 Finding the spy, karma is like an abyss

"Zhang Jiuyang, do you want to... put on some clothes first?"

Just as he was ready to use his Sky Eye to find out who the spy was, Yue Ling's voice rang out, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in its coldness.

She raised her sword-like eyebrows slightly, and her bright eyes swept up and down, with a smile on her face.

There was a slight blush on her heroic face, but her behavior was still graceful and she did not scream like an ordinary woman.

After all, she is a female general who has been on many battlefields, so she still has some composure.

She could let go, but Zhang Jiuyang couldn't. He suddenly realized that the water and fire Taoist robe had been burned to ashes by the raging fire. Now he was naked from head to toe, completely exposed to Yue Ling's eyes.

I'm going to die!
His face turned red instantly and he quickly covered his vital parts. He felt that it was not as hot as when he was burned by the flames just now. His face was burning.

The third eye also closed automatically, and the area between the eyebrows returned to normal, except for a flame-like red mark.

Yue Ling smiled slightly, but was glared at by Zhang Jiuyang.

She turned sideways, took off the cloak on her armor, and flicked it onto Zhang Jiuyang.

"Put it on first, lest someone sees you and thinks that this general bullied you."

After the crisis was resolved, she felt much more relaxed, her voice tinged with teasing.

“Yue-Ling!!”

Zhang Jiuyang gnashed his teeth, his eyes were like bells, and his voice was filled with grief and anger.

I had planned so much, how come I didn't anticipate this embarrassing scene?
I am a tall and strong man, but I was bullied by a woman like this, and I can't even beat her. It's really infuriating.

Fortunately, this embarrassing scene was not seen by anyone, which was a blessing.

"Brother Jiu, A-Li is so worried about you——"

A crisp sound was heard, and a figure came bouncing over. She was wearing a green embroidered skirt, her face was as white as jade, and a little Qingji was lying on her head.

The pair of big, black, bright eyes stared blankly at the scene.

The ninth brother was wrapped in the cloak of Sister Ming Wang, and he seemed to be naked, with a bald head and a mess around him...

hiss!
Her face changed drastically.

Zhang Jiuyang's expression also changed drastically.

"It's not what you think..."

"Master!"

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, and saw Ah Li looking at the top of his head with shining eyes.

"Master, don't be afraid. Here comes Lao Li!"

She held two swords in her hands and stood in front of Zhang Jiuyang. She had always been afraid of Yue Ling, but now she was not afraid anymore and her courage soared.

"Hey, you female demon, how dare you capture my master!"

"Take my knife!"

She actually mistook Zhang Jiuyang for Tang Monk in Journey to the West, and seamlessly interspersed role-playing, thinking she was playing a game and was very interested.

Little Qingji felt intimidated and waved the mace in his hand, baring his teeth at Yue Ling.

Zhang Jiuyang stroked his forehead. This guy is always so heartless.

Yue Ling said calmly: "Stop making trouble, Ah Li, go get a piece of clothing for Zhang Jiuyang to wear."

Who knew that Ali was addicted to playing the Monkey King. She was a big fan of "Journey to the West" and she couldn't control herself when she saw the bald man.

She pointed the knife at Yue Ling and said, "You witch, you still want to order me around?"

"Let me show you my new combo skills!"

She shook her head violently, and her head and body separated. Her body rushed towards Yue Ling with two swords in hand, while her head opened its mouth as if to bite. Qingji on top was waving a mace with murderous eyes.

Combo skills - act separately!
After a moment, there was a loud crashing sound, as if someone's pots and pans were broken.

Then the crying began, accompanied by words such as "I was wrong", "It's not fun", and "I'll never do it again".

A moment later.

Ali and Xiao Qingji stood obediently in the corner, their faces bruised and swollen from being beaten, and they dared not move.

She looked at Zhang Jiuyang pitifully and asked him for help with tears in her eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't bear it, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Yue Ling glance at him with a stern look in his eyes.

"do you have any opinion?"

"Have!"

Zhang Jiuyang said righteously: "How can you hit someone?"

Ali's eyes lit up, as if she saw a savior.

"That would hurt your hand. Use a whip next time."

Ah Li: o((⊙﹏⊙))o
……

After a while, Zhang Jiuyang finally changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

He wore a moon-white gown, a green belt around his waist, and cloud-like shoes on his feet. His skin was as white as jade and his face was handsome. The red-gold flame pattern between his eyebrows made him look even more mysterious and heroic.

The appearance of this dish was excellent, but Yue Ling couldn't help but reveal a mischievous smile when she saw it.

"Master, may I ask where you became a monk? Are you here to beg for alms?"

It turned out that Zhang Jiuyang's hair had been burned to ashes by the flames, leaving him with only a bald patch of hair that was shiny and greasy, almost reflecting light in the sun.

He went directly from being a handsome scholar to a Zen monk with white clothes as white as snow and a mysterious temperament.

He got stronger, but also balder.

Zhang Jiuyang's face turned black. This was the reason why he hesitated in the room for a long time before coming out. It was really embarrassing. Facing Yue Ling's gaze, he felt his toes digging into the ground and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He doesn't look ugly, but he doesn't want to be a monk.

It’s a pity that the heavenly fire burned it very cleanly, and he has no better solution now. He can only wait for his hair to grow out slowly.

Fortunately, although Yue Ling laughed, she still helped him think of a solution.

She found a wig from somewhere and put it on Zhang Jiuyang herself. She combed his hair into a bun, put on a jade crown, and finally picked up an eyebrow pencil.

"Don't move. I'm very steady with my hands holding a knife, but this is my first time holding an eyebrow pencil."

"Your eyebrows are also burned a lot. You need to fix them, otherwise they will look a bit weird."

Zhang Jiuyang sat down and didn't dare to move. Yue Ling bent over, lifted his chin with one hand, and held the eyebrow pencil with the other hand, carefully drawing on his brow peak.

Zhang Jiuyang could see the faint smile in her bright eyes. She seemed quite serious, as if she was doing something very fun.

A strand of hair hung down from her white jade-like face, which flew to the end of her hair when she blew gently. There was a smile on her handsome face. The base of her palm touched Zhang Jiuyang's face from time to time, and it felt cool, just like a cool breeze blowing across the lake on a hot summer night.

"Okay, you're done!"

She admired her masterpiece for a moment, then handed him the bronze mirror. Zhang Jiuyang in the mirror had turned into the elegant, handsome Taoist priest in white, wearing a jade crown, with long hair like black ink, and a warm and bright gaze. The red mark on his forehead looked like cinnabar, which made him look even more Taoist.

Especially after he mastered the Lingguan Heavenly Eye Technique, he seemed to have opened some kind of secret treasure, and his whole body had a mysterious temperament. Even without opening his Heavenly Eye, it was hard to ignore him.

Zhang Jiuyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, finally being able to see people again.

"I never thought you could actually develop the third eye!"

Yue Ling looked at the red pattern on his forehead and said with deep emotion, "You are a person of the third realm, but you have cultivated a heavenly eye that requires at least the seventh realm to glimpse the mystery. Zhang Jiuyang, I really doubt now, are you the reincarnation of the legendary immortal?"

"Weren't you born with the bones of a diamond dragon elephant? I heard that when you were six years old, you used your fists to kill a tiger that came down the mountain to eat people. The locals called you the Little Overlord..."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her and smiled, "It was just a coincidence, not a natural talent."

He did not lie about this. The reason why he was able to cultivate the third eye was not because of his high talent, but because he possessed the visualization diagram and received the inheritance from Wang Lingguan.

Apart from the secret technique of Lingguan Tianyan Fa, he would not be able to cultivate it without the blessing of Yushu Tianhuo magical power.

The Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire is Wang Lingguan's innate magical power. In this world, only he who carries the visualization diagram has this magical power. In other words, only he can cultivate the Lingguan Heavenly Eye Method.

Otherwise, Zhang Jiuyang wouldn't mind teaching Yue Ling the Heavenly Eye method to help her increase her strength.

"Let's find the traitor now without further ado."

Nine days later there will be a decisive battle with the Painted Skin Master. Now it is the eighth day, so Zhang Jiuyang naturally has to seize every moment.

Hearing this, Yue Ling's expression became solemn and his eyes were slightly cold.

"I'll go call those three people over."

"No need."

Zhang Jiuyang pointed to his forehead and said with a smile: "As long as they are still in the Shen family, I can sit here and see it."

After saying this, the red mark between his eyebrows opened again, his eyes were like torches, emitting a red-gold glow, like a burning flame.

At such a close distance, although the divine eye was not looking at him, Yue Ling still subconsciously tensed his body and felt an inexplicable pressure.

Zhang Jiuyang's sight passed through the obstruction of the city walls and pavilions and spread to the entire Shen Mansion.

In his eyes, many people have a trace of black air on them, but it is not strong. This is the result of not cultivating moral virtues in daily life. It will affect the fortune over time, but it can be eliminated by doing good deeds and accumulating virtues.

However, those who have committed heinous crimes are so black that they are purple in color, and they are filled with evil energy. The black energy has turned into karma, and they are haunted by sin.

Even if this kind of people build more bridges and pave more roads, it will be of no avail.

After the black energy turns into karma, it will not disappear, but the retribution will not be immediate. Perhaps you will have a miserable old age, or be reborn as an animal in the next life, or perhaps your life span will be shortened without you knowing it.

There is something in the dark that influences a person's destiny.

Even if one is destined to be a king or a minister, his luck may be weakened and he may be more likely to experience setbacks if his karma becomes heavy.

Of course, all this is relative. Otherwise, the court would not be controlled by so many villains, and corrupt officials would not be rampant at the local level.

These people will certainly receive retribution, but if they can enjoy themselves in this life, why should they seek the afterlife?

Even if living ten years less could bring a lifetime of prosperity, most people would still rush to do so, like carps crossing the river.

Soon, Zhang Jiuyang saw the three people.

Lao Gao was eating. Just like before, he only ate rice and did not waste every grain. He ate three big bowls in a row, licked the bottom of the bowl clean, and then lay comfortably on the armchair to bask in the sun.

Zhang Jiuyang noticed that a hemp rope was slightly exposed in his arms, with evil energy wrapped around it, and an old ghost was hidden in it.

Old hanger!
But what is different from the past is that the relationship between Lao Diaoye and Lao Gao seems to have improved a lot, and the man and the ghost get along extremely harmoniously.

Lao Gao no longer seals it in the jar.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and the old man was suddenly startled. His soul floated out, revealing a look of panic, and then he hid in the jar and trembled.

Lao Gao felt a little puzzled, but couldn't figure out the reason.

Li Yan was wiping a spear, but not his own solid iron spear, but his apprentice Luo Ping's bright silver spear. He lowered his eyes and wiped it very carefully.

"Shenju Mountain should be the lair of Yama. If Yue Jianhou is unwilling to go, I will resign from my position and go there myself."

"Wait a little longer, Master will not let your death be in vain."

The last person seen was Shentu Xiong. He was actually taking a bath. He took off his armor, revealing his sturdy body, thick hair and beard, and quite masculine.

But what surprised Zhang Jiuyang was that Shen Tu Xiong actually had an unknown disease!
He actually had a third hand under his left armpit, but the muscles on that hand were atrophied, like the hand of a stunted child, and it was almost skin and bones.

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked.

No wonder we heard that Shentu Xiong always wore armor and never took it off for a whole year. No one had ever seen him change into regular clothes.

The deformed hand was not noticeable under the armor, but it would be very eye-catching if it was worn in light and thin clothes.

This man has thick hair and beard, looks like a throwback to his ancestors, and has a deformed third hand, which is really strange.

Suddenly, Shen Tu Xiong, who was bathing, seemed to have some sense of something. He raised his eyebrows, gently grasped the demon-subduing pestle beside him, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The Dharma Eye between his eyebrows opened wide, and he looked around, thinking that someone had sneaked in using the invisibility technique, but after looking in every corner, he found nothing.

"Meow!"

A wild cat ran across the eaves outside.

Shentu Xiong then breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the demon-subduing pestle, and continued bathing.

Zhang Jiuyang had already retracted his gaze. Shen Tu Xiong was indeed a great cultivator of the fifth realm. He was very perceptive. Even if he used his divine eye to see, he could still sense something.

However, this brief period of observation has already given him the answer to that question.

He has found the traitor among the three people.

Lingguan’s Heavenly Eye lived up to expectations.

"How's it going? Did you find it?"

Yue Ling couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes fell on her and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll find it--"

His voice stopped abruptly, and the third eye between his eyebrows trembled slightly.

This...how is this possible?

A chill surged through Zhang Jiuyang's body, rushing straight to the top of his head, making his scalp tingle and his whole body covered with goose bumps.

"what happened to you?"

Yue Ling frowned and stepped forward to ask.

Zhang Jiuyang leaned back slightly, trying hard to control his somewhat stiff expression.

First, a circle of dazzling golden light appeared on Yue Ling's body. It was the aura of merit and auspiciousness, the merit she had accumulated from fighting battles and exorcising demons over the years.

At first, Zhang Jiuyang just glanced at her without looking closely.

However, when he looked closely at it, he was shocked to find that under the brilliant golden light of merit, it was actually...

Karma is as deep and dark as the abyss!
(End of this chapter)