The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 205: Zhong Kui marries his sister and meets Ming Wang again

Yangzhou, Shen Mansion.

It was almost dusk when Yue Ling returned home. There was a hint of fatigue between his brows, and he didn't even take off the armor he had worn in the battle.

Many people from the Imperial Observatory were guarding the door.

"Did you find him?"

A glimmer of hope appeared in Yue Ling's eyes.

Seeing her men shaking their heads, her eyes dimmed again.

They had been searching for ten whole days, but there was no news of Zhang Jiuyang. No one saw him alive, and no one saw his body after death. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.

We searched the entire Yangzhou city but found nothing.

“No news is actually the best news.”

The old lady came over with a cane, looked at her granddaughter lovingly, stretched out her hand to comb her messy hair, and sighed: "Xiaojiu is such a smart person, it will not be so easy for her to get into trouble. Good people will be blessed by heaven."

"On the contrary, Ling'er, you are injured and can't delay any longer. Tomorrow is your birthday, so take a good rest."

After a pause, she continued, "If Xiaojiu came back, she probably wouldn't want to see you like this."

There were waves in Yue Ling's eyes. She was silent for a moment, looking at the worry and concern on her grandmother's face. Finally, she nodded, but said nothing and returned to her room alone.

"Heart disease needs heart medicine, and the person who tied the bell needs the one who tied it to untie it."

Old Madam Shen sighed and turned away.

Yue Ling was alone in the room, taking off her heavy armor. There were dried blood stains on her red battle robe. She took it off and threw it on the ground casually, revealing her snow-white, graceful, slender and toned body.

The abdominal muscles are faintly visible on the slender waist. It does not look bloated, but has a unique smooth beauty and contains explosive power.

She didn't want to take a bath, so she wiped her body with a wet silk cloth, wiping away the dust and blood stains, revealing her skin as crystal clear as mutton-fat jade.

There are still scars in some places, but they are very faint and will disappear on their own soon.

This is also the magic of her natural physique. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as she is not dead, it will heal automatically and quickly without even leaving a scar.

Therefore, after fighting for many years, her skin is fair and tender, without a single blemish.

After simply wiping herself, she casually put on a nightgown, sat quietly on the bed, and looked at the broken knife in her hand.

The Dragon Sparrow Sword broke and Zhang Jiuyang disappeared.

"I'm still too weak."

"If I were stronger and could cultivate to the sixth realm, or even the seventh or eighth realm, he wouldn't have to take such risks all the time."

She felt guilty.

Zhang Jiuyang is a smart man who loves and enjoys life. Du Shensuan left him the last words "The world line is gold, so you cannot travel south." With his personality, he should have stayed away from it.

He came to Yangzhou to fulfill his promise to himself.

This was the first time Yue Ling felt so weak.

She took a deep breath, picked up the broken sword, and continued to practice in the house regardless of her injuries. The sword energy made the candlelight around her flicker.

"If you are still alive, I will rescue you no matter where you are. If you are dead..."

"I will definitely chop off the head of the Painted Skin Master and let him be buried with you."

……

The next day, early morning.

Old Madam Shen personally came to Yue Ling's room carrying a bowl of longevity noodles. Before she knocked on the door, she heard bursts of breaking sounds coming from inside.

The sound of swords continued, and the room was filled with murderous intent.

The old lady sighed softly, opened the door, and handed her the bowl of noodles.

"When you were little, you loved the noodles your grandmother made the most. Whenever you were tired from practicing, you would come to me for some. Come and eat them while they're hot."

Yue Ling did not refuse. She put away her knife and ate the noodles. She finished her meal in no time and said, "Grandma, don't worry. I will not go out today. I will practice swordplay at home."

She must break through the sixth level as soon as possible!
The old lady shook her head and said, "This time the situation is special, so I won't hold a big birthday party for you, but grandma still wants to give you a gift."

Yue Ling frowned slightly. She didn't have the heart to celebrate her birthday, nor was she in the mood to receive gifts. But the old lady smiled slightly and said, "You should be interested in this gift."

As she spoke, she took out a book from her bosom and handed it to Yue Ling, saying, "This book is called "Zhong Kui Marries His Sister". It is a new work by Mr. Liao Zhai. Haven't you always liked it--"

Before the old lady finished speaking, she saw Yue Ling suddenly raise his eyes, his expression excited and high spirits.

"Mr. Liao Zhai's new work?"

She snatched the book and started flipping through it, becoming more and more excited the more she read.

It’s him, it’s his writing style!

The old lady was stunned and very surprised. Why was Ling'er so excited? Was this book really that good?

It's no wonder she was surprised. Although Zhang Jiuyang had cooperated with the Shen family and asked them to promote Wang Lingguan, he never revealed that Mr. Liao Zhai was himself.

"If you really like this Mr. Liao Zhai, you can go to Moyun Study. It seems that Mr. Liao Zhai has appeared in person, and many people have gone to watch."

Before she finished speaking, Yue Ling's figure had disappeared, leaving only one sentence in the air.

"Grandma, I'll be back soon!"

There was a hint of uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and smiled. She was experienced and had already sensed something was wrong. She was afraid that there was an unusual connection between this Mr. Liao Zhai and Xiao Jiu.

"It's true that a son is no longer under the control of his mother. Back then, Ling'er was the one who was most attached to me..."

She shook her head and smiled. Although she seemed to be complaining, her expression was much more relaxed.

……

Yue Ling quickly rushed to Mo Yun Study, and sure enough, she saw the back of a man in white, surrounded by a crowd of people, and the atmosphere was very hot.

She took a deep breath and used brute force to push away those fanatical "book fans". She ignored the scolding, smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to pat the man's shoulder.

"Zhang Jiuyang, where are you going to die——"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the person turned around, revealing a strange face with a delicate complexion and a feminine air.

He didn't seem to be surprised at Yue Ling's arrival, and said with a smile: "You must be General Yue, my master has been waiting for you for a long time, please go upstairs."

Yue Ling sensed a hint of evil in him, and the Dharma Eye between her eyebrows opened, and she quickly took a look around.

He is a cultivator, in the fourth realm, practicing unorthodox techniques.

Her heart sank. Zhang Jiuyang would never get together with such a person. This time there might be a trick.

Moreover, he can make the fourth realm worship him as the master, which shows how unfathomable he is.

"Who is your master?"

"He is a friend of General Yue. Please come in."

The man went upstairs. Yue Ling was skilled and brave. She looked calm and walked upstairs as if she would not be moved even if the sky fell.

No matter who the other party's owner is, if he can take out this book "Zhong Kui Marries His Sister", he must know the whereabouts of Zhang Jiuyang!
So even if the other party has ambushed thousands of troops upstairs, she will still give it a try!
On the second floor, Yue Ling entered the private room and saw a figure from behind.

The other person turned around slowly.

Yue Ling's pupils shook, and he pressed his palm on the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Sword. Although it was a broken sword, it could still kill people.

"Painted Skin Master!!"

She gritted her teeth, murderous intent in her eyes.

But the next moment, the other party slowly took off the iron mask on his face, revealing a handsome and elegant face.

Yue Ling's hand pressing the knife paused for a moment, and even trembled slightly.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and took out a list from his hand, his voice gentle and calm.

"Happy birthday, General Yue."

"Do you like this gift?"

……

(End of this chapter)