The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 280: The Spiritual Official Statue Conquers the Ghost Mother

Ganquan Mountain, Lingguan Temple.

After several days of cleaning, the place is no longer a mess, and perhaps because Wang Lingguan once appeared here, this temple has a certain mysterious air.

It was clearly only early spring, and there was still snow in other places that had not melted, but the Lingguan Temple was warm and even ordinary people could feel it.

The surrounding grass and green plants are much more lush than other places, and seem to have a strong vitality.

Especially the statue of Lingguan enshrined in the main hall.

This statue was once broken by the hands of a crazy old man. Later, Zhang Jiuyang prayed to the gods and restored it with divine power, and communicated with the world of the living through the statue.

Although it was only a brief manifestation of the divine power, the statue underwent miraculous changes after being baptized by divine power.

Not only does the appearance become more lifelike, majestic and solemn, but even the material seems to have transformed from porcelain to gold and iron, as hard as fine steel.

If there were a cultivator who had developed the Dharma Eye, he would see that the statue was surrounded by a red-gold glow, like a flame.

As soon as I see the statue, I feel inexplicably at peace.

At this moment, a strange baby girl was kneeling on the cushion at the feet of the statue. Although she was of an age where she needed to be fed, she seemed to have innate wisdom. She made the lotus seal with her hands and lowered her head, as if she had converted.

An invisible wave spread out in all directions.

The baby girl's eyes were still a little confused, and she was acting entirely based on some kind of instinct.

After summoning the gods, Zhang Jiuyang used his divine eyes to forcibly awaken the ghost mother who was trapped in the womb, but as the divine power dissipated, the ghost mother's consciousness fell into chaos again.

Now, she is not much different from a newborn baby, except that she has the innate ability to sense her own destiny.

The baby girl saw a picture in front of her eyes.

A pregnant woman was lying on the bed, her face pale, sweating profusely, her hair wet and sticking to her face. The most horrifying thing was that the mattress below her was soaked with blood.

Dystocia, malposition of the fetus, and heavy bleeding.

The midwife and the doctor tried various methods, but to no avail. They could only watch the pregnant woman and the fetus slowly approach the gates of death.

The husband outside was extremely anxious.

The baby girl felt an inexplicable sadness, as if there was some divine power deep in her soul pushing her forward.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched the pregnant woman's belly.

The next moment, a miracle happened.

The fetal position, which the midwife and doctor had tried many ways to adjust but failed, suddenly became correct, as if the fetus had accidentally turned over, and everything was back on track.

With a plop, the ripe melon falls off the vine.

With a loud cry, a new life came into the world.

The pregnant woman had lost too much blood and was extremely weak, but she gritted her teeth and persevered because of her love for her child. At this moment, her mind suddenly relaxed and her vision became increasingly darker.

In a trance, she saw a baby girl with her hands in the lotus seal, standing barefoot in the air, and patting her gently.

The pregnant woman only felt her mind lifted, as if a warm current was injected into her body, and the scene in front of her eyes suddenly became clear.

"Great! Madam made it through!"

"It's a miracle, it's a miracle!"

She heard the doctor's voice but looked around but could no longer see any baby girl.

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"Master Zhang, you're back!"

Outside the Lingguan Temple, the temple keeper saw Zhang Jiuyang and his eyes were full of surprise.

After spending some time together, he had already been completely impressed by Taoist Zhang, and believed from the bottom of his heart that Taoist Zhang must be the disciple of Master Lingguan!

As a lineage of spiritual officials, they should respect Taoist Master Zhang.

Well, he has already classified himself as a member of the Lingguan lineage. Even though there are only two of them at the moment, he still firmly believes that sooner or later, the Lingguan lineage will shine in Taoism.

Hearing the temple keeper's words, two figures hurried over.

They were the ghost mother's parents. One of them was carrying a bucket of water, and the other was holding a broom. They had obviously settled down in the Lingguan Temple.

"Qi Shaozong (Bai Hongfeng), I meet Taoist Zhang and thank you for saving my life!"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded to them without saying anything. His third eye between his eyebrows opened wide, and he stared quietly at the baby girl kneeling in the Lingguan Temple.

He had been standing here and watching for quite a while. From Lingguan Tian's eyes, he could see everything the baby girl did.

Interestingly, the child she had just delivered had some kind of connection with the baby girl.

After the child was born, the karma in the baby girl's soul was reduced by one point.

This situation is very unusual. We must know that merit is merit and karma is karma. When sins rise to the level of karma, they can no longer be offset by doing good deeds.

After all, what can become karma is not just petty theft, it is often related to human life.

No matter how many good deeds you do, can those dead be resurrected?

But the baby girl’s karma was reduced.

Zhang Jiuyang thought of a possibility. Could it be that the newly born child was one of the 749 people who had been killed by the ghost mother?
Life ends because of it, and it is also born because of it.

The cycle of nature is wonderful beyond words.

There seemed to be some mysterious rules in the dark, which even Zhang Jiuyang couldn't figure out.

"Have you given her a name?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Bai Hongfeng quickly said, "Take it, and call it Yousheng!"

"Yousheng..."

Zhang Jiuyang read the name, then turned around and looked at Yue Ling.

Yue Ling understood what he meant instantly and said in a serious tone: "No matter what choice you make, I support you."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and then explained the whole story to the little monk Sanbao. He pointed at the baby girl in the temple and said, "This girl is the reincarnation of the ghost mother. She was the one who killed your master."

"As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, and it is only natural for you to avenge your master. I will never stop you, and the Lingguan Temple will not become a place that harbors evil spirits."

As he spoke, Zhang Jiuyang pointed his finger, and a light golden dagger flew out from his clothes, like an upside-down dragon scale, and landed in the little monk's hand.

Dragon scale dagger.

Then he pinched the Lingguan Seal with his hands and mobilized the Lingguan power hidden deep in the soul of the baby girl.

The red-gold divine power rose up like a flame, like a golden hoop that bound her hands and feet, and no matter how she struggled, she remained unmoved.

"Sanbao, although she is a baby girl now, she is still evil deep in her soul. Therefore, killing her does not violate the Dharma, and you do not have to feel burdened. Go, I have controlled her magic power, and this dagger is enough to easily take her life."

"Of course, if you can't do it, I can do it for you."

Zhang Jiuyang's expression was frank and his voice was sincere. He really wanted to help the other party and also to do justice.

It is said that those who achieve great things should not care about trivial matters, but human life is never a trivial matter, and Zhang Jiuyang is not qualified to forgive anyone.

Even if Sanbao doesn't take action this time, he will definitely not stop others if they come to seek revenge in the future.

When Yousheng's parents heard these words, they immediately became anxious and wanted to explain something, but Zhang Jiuyang used his magic power to freeze their bodies and seal their six senses.

The other Lingtailangs were a little surprised when they heard this.

The ghost mother was reincarnated and baptized by divine power, and she has developed a heart for good. This kind of experience is really rare.

With such talent, even Taiping Temple or Baiyun Temple would probably humble themselves and take the initiative to accept him as a disciple.

Baiyun Temple, in particular, likes to convert some evil practitioners and evil people in order to demonstrate the excellence of Buddhism and its aspiration to save the world.

One of the Lingtai Lang even wanted to suggest that if it really didn't work, they should let the Imperial Observatory take the child in.

But before he could say anything, Yue Ling's cold eyes swept over him, and his whole body felt as if it was cut by a knife, and his hair stood on end. He dared not say anything more.

"Don't bother me, Brother Zhang. I'll do it myself."

Sanbao held the dragon scale dagger, stared at the baby girl in the main hall, and walked towards her step by step.

He has an innate ability to sense the kindness and malice in people, and is extremely sensitive to the aura of evil.

Brother Zhang was not lying. The baby girl did have an evil aura. Especially when she saw him approaching with a dagger in his hand, a hint of malice and resentment appeared in the baby girl's originally clear eyes.

How could the evil and cruelty of the previous life be erased so quickly? As life was threatened, evil once again overwhelmed good intentions and gained the upper hand.

Sanbao had already walked into the main hall and raised the dagger slowly towards the roaring and ferocious Yousheng.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly and closed the door.

Sanbao's choice did not surprise him. This young monk was extremely intelligent and could naturally feel the horror of the ghost mother.

Although he has a kind heart, he is not foolishly kind.

The Buddhist scriptures also contain teachings on subduing demons and eliminating evil spirits.

Ali seemed unwilling to see that cruel scene, and silently covered Ao Ya's eyes, but she herself opened her eyes wide and concentrated.

Ao Ya was not interested in this. She stuck out her tongue and rolled all the flies and insects flying around into her mouth, her cheeks puffed up and making a crisp sound.

Angry Ali kept scolding her, saying that she was a dragon, not a toad.

Qingji couldn't help laughing but Ao Ya accidentally sucked the food into his mouth. A Li was so scared that she quickly grabbed Ao Ya's neck to prevent him from swallowing.

Just then, the door suddenly opened.

Sanbao came out, blood flowing from the dagger, dripping onto the ground.

A light smile appeared on his face, as if he had finally avenged himself.

However, to everyone's surprise, in the main hall, the baby girl Yousheng was lying on a futon. She seemed to be tired and was sleeping soundly at the moment.

She was unharmed.

It was Sanbao's arm that was injured.

Zhang Jiuyang realized that the wound was not left by the baby girl, but Sanbao himself had scratched his arm with a dragon scale dagger. There was curse power on the wound, and it was difficult to stop the bleeding.

He bent his finger and used his pure Yang power to help him remove the curse. He frowned and said, "Sanbao, what are you doing?"

Sanbao clasped his hands together and smiled a much more relaxed smile.

"Brother Zhang, I have tested it, and it is indeed different from the evil spirits."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned.

"All evil spirits covet human blood, flesh and essence, and my physique is special, which makes me more attractive to evil spirits than ordinary people. But just now, I put my injured arm next to her mouth..."

"But instead of biting me, she tried to stop the bleeding, and she was so tired that she fell asleep."

Sanbao smiled with a genuine smile.

"Brother Zhang, if our master were still alive, he would definitely be very happy. Between killing one person and saving one, our master would definitely choose the latter."

"As for the brothers returning to secular life and the temple splitting up, it was because of the greed of the uncles and aunts who couldn't let go of their desires. It was their own karma, and they couldn't blame others."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the little monk, with a strange look in his eyes.

He looked at Sanbao with higher regard again.

The little monk did have murderous intent and hatred in his heart just now, and his sword heart could feel the traces of it.

But Sanbao was not controlled by hatred, nor was he blindly kind and tolerant. Instead, he chose another way.

He used his own method to determine whether to kill or save.

If the baby girl could not resist the temptation of flesh and blood and wanted to eat him, Sanbao would not hesitate to pierce her heart with the dragon scale dagger.

He was flexible, decisive, and able to remain calm and sober in the face of hatred. This kind of character made it hard for Zhang Jiuyang to believe that the other party was just a fourteen-year-old novice monk.

If nothing unexpected happens, this child will probably achieve something in the future.

"Brother Zhang, I'll return your sword to you."

Sanbao handed over the dragon scale dagger, but Zhang Jiuyang refused.

"This sword will be kept by you temporarily. Although Yousheng has kind intentions, he is still transformed by the Ghost Mother. It is hard to predict what the future holds. If you are willing, you will be her ring bearer."

"If she relapses into her old ways and commits evil, you can kill her with this sword. This will also be considered as clearing the door for our Lingguan Temple. How do you think?"

Sanbao was stunned and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Zhang Jiuyang.

"I know you have nowhere to go now, so why don't you stay in the Lingguan Temple for a while? I just want to continue discussing Buddhism with you."

Sanbao lowered his eyes, feeling a little moved.

Brother Zhang knew that I had no one to rely on and was worried that I would end up on the streets, so he deliberately found a title for me as a ring-bearer in order to give me a place to stay.

The two of them had obviously just met by chance, but Brother Zhang treated him sincerely, which really touched him.

However, what he didn't know was that Zhang Jiuyang had other thoughts in his mind.

This little monk is truly a piece of natural jade, with such a character even without being polished. If he is taught well in the future, won’t he be able to shine?

what?
Is he a monk?
Zhang Jiuyang said he didn't mind at all, and even planned to convert him to Taoism to contribute to the Lingguan Temple.

After this prayer, he had a plan in mind.

Use the temples of various gods as a blueprint to develop your own power.

Naturally, we need to introduce more talents.

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(End of this chapter)