The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 406 Zhuge Qixing
Inside the prison, the two-faced Buddha was in a daze, with a terrible chill rising in his heart.

He looked at Zhang Jiuyang with an incredible look, as if he was looking at a monster.

Having just suffered the blow of his sister's non-existence, he thought his heart had long been numb, but he didn't expect to suffer another huge shock in such a short period of time.

Zhang Jiuyang is actually Yama Luo and... the Master of Painted Skin?

How can this be! ! !

If it’s fake, it must be fake!

His first reaction was distrust, thinking that Zhang Jiuyang was deceiving him. After all, if the two great heavenly stems of Huang Quan were both impersonated by Zhang Jiuyang, that would be too ridiculous.

"If you just say you are Yan Luo, then I might believe it, because the Painted Skin Master once said that Yan Luo might be an undercover agent of the Imperial Observatory, but you actually dare to say you are the Painted Skin Master..."

The two-faced Buddha wanted to taunt, but his voice became smaller and smaller halfway through his words, because he saw that Zhang Jiuyang was just smiling faintly, and his eyes had an inexplicable power. And Yue Ling, she was too calm.

The cold eyes looked at Zhang Jiuyang quietly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was undisguised admiration in his eyes.

She knew very well how many dangers Zhang Jiuyang had encountered and how many perils he had gone through to achieve this.

Today, he could finally speak it out, even though it could only be done in this dark prison, and even though the audience was only a two-faced Buddha.

"You are Yama. In Yangzhou... you killed the Painted Skin Master and replaced him quietly."

"No wonder Sun Tianchi wanted to kill me at all costs that night in Wanfu Tower. You are framing me. The real Painted Skin Master must have been killed by you, right?"

After all, the Two-Faced Buddha is an old fox and very smart, so he reacted quickly.

Zhang Jiuyang was probably not lying, because this lie was too shocking. He could have just said that he was Yama Luo, but he insisted on saying that he was the Painted Skin Master. This was such a waste of time. The biggest possibility was...

That is true.

For a moment, what happened in Yangzhou some time ago flashed through the mind of the Two-Faced Buddha and connected them together.

When Yan Luo appeared in Yangzhou, Zhang Jiuyang was also in Yangzhou. The Painted Skin Master failed in his attempt to retrieve his immortal skin. Later, his power suddenly became low-key. Recently, he even stopped collecting hearts for mountain kings.

There is no doubt that it was during that period that the Painted Skin Master...had died!
And Zhang Jiuyang's next words made him completely certain of his guess.

"Remember what you asked me to do?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, "You asked me to capture Zhang Jiuyang as a test for participating in the Black Sky Plan. I was confused at the time. How can I capture myself?"

Boom!

This sentence was like thunder, completely dispelling all doubts of the Two-Faced Buddha.

This is what he said through the Huangquan Order and the Painted Skin Master, and he did not tell anyone else.

"It's a pity that the Yellow Spring Token in your sea of ​​consciousness is now sealed, otherwise we could try another way to chat."

The two-faced Buddha looked at Zhang Jiuyang, and there was not only fear in his eyes, but also horror.

This man was so terrifying that he even felt fear in his heart.

"Amazing, really amazing..."

After a long time, the two-faced Buddha finally spoke. He laughed at himself and said, "I thought I was smart, but I didn't expect that you played me in the palm of your hand from beginning to end."

"We, the Heavenly Steeds of the Underworld, probably never dreamed that Yan Luo and the Painted Skin Master, who have always been at odds with each other and fighting openly and secretly, are actually the same person..."

"I've figured it out now. The reason why Yan Luo was injured and didn't attend the last Huangquan gathering was probably intentional on your part. After all, only one of the Painted Skin Master and Yan Luo can show up."

"clever."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and pointed to his heart, saying, "In order to convince you all, Yue Ling's Dragon Bird Knife just grazed my heart, and Master Yimei's Yin Lei almost took my life."

"I'm not trying to brag. In fact, that adventure wasn't a wise choice. You should understand what I mean."

The two-faced Buddha smiled bitterly and said, "I understand. You want to tell me that you can be so cruel even to yourself, let alone to others."

"Zhang Jiuyang, you are indeed a man who will do anything to achieve your goals. Yan Luo slaughtered half of Qingzhou City with blood and killed countless people. Compared to them, what is a big brother Guo?"

The Two-Faced Buddha didn't know that those who died in Qingzhou City that year were almost all the Painted Skin Master's men. He thought that Zhang Jiuyang wanted to show his loyalty to Huang Quan, so he started killing people.

Under this wrong guidance, he has determined that Zhang Jiuyang is a person with no bottom line, who will do anything to achieve his goal, and can even be described as crazy.

After all, everything he did was shocking.

"It's easier to talk to smart people. Although I, Zhang Jiuyang, will do anything to get what I want, I have one advantage. That is, I will definitely do what I promised."

"For example, after you die, I will bury you with the old dean."

Zhang Jiuyang put away the dagger, dragged a chair and sat in front of the two-faced Buddha, smiling faintly.

"You should know that the reason I exposed my identity is to warn you of another thing, which is... don't expect to escape by relying on the Yellow Spring Order."

"I won't give you the chance to contact Tianzun. At this time tomorrow, the Yellow Spring Order will break through Senior Brother's talisman. I am a person who strives to be cautious in doing things, so tonight at midnight..."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice echoed in the prison, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"Two-Faced Buddha, you can only live until midnight tonight. Whether you can be buried with the old dean, whether Guo Xingsong will be tortured to death... It all depends on your choice."

Zhang Jiuyang's words were very impolite. He told him directly and frankly, "I will definitely kill you. There is no room for compromise on this point. I will send you to death at midnight tonight at the latest."

But you still have to confess and tell me everything you know.

Because the two-faced Buddha now has no way out and no choice.

With weaknesses, the two-faced Buddha is no longer so invincible.

"I understand……"

After a brief silence, the two-faced Buddha finally lowered his proud head and gave up all fantasies.

He understood that he had been completely defeated, completely defeated.

After a brief silence, the two-faced Buddha's voice sounded, revealing a hint of relief, no longer so heavy.

"You don't have to wait until midnight. I can tell you everything about Tianzun right now, but I still want you to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

"If one day in the future you have the ability to kill Him, I hope you can repay my share as well."

This is the last obsession in his mind now.

From the moment he was born, his fate was manipulated, and he even hurt the people who loved him the most with his own hands. The culprit behind all this was Mahakala!
He had originally planned to take revenge himself after escaping, but now that he was destined to die, he simply entrusted his life to Zhang Jiuyang.

This scene is very rare.

The two enemies who were originally fighting to the death actually chose to entrust their affairs to each other at this moment. The Two-Faced Buddha also hated Zhang Jiuyang to the core, but there was a strange emotion mixed in with this hatred.

It was gratitude for him breaking out of his own cage, and also an inexplicable trust.

The Buddha Mahakala is unfathomable, but he just feels that one day, Zhang Jiuyang will kill Him with his own hands as he said.

"it is good."

Zhang Jiuyang did not utter any oath, but was very frugal with his words, only saying one word: "good". However, the two-faced Buddha breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of his last wish.

It seems that this one good word is worth a thousand words.

He actually had a trust in Zhang Jiuyang, the enemy who was about to kill him, that even he found ridiculous.

"Now, tell me, who is Tianzun?"

Zhang Jiuyang stared at him and asked word by word.

……

The Duke's Mansion.

Yue Shuai waited anxiously, looking up at the door from time to time to see if his daughter and son-in-law had returned.

"Look at you, why are you so anxious? The general's calmness has disappeared."

Zhuge Yunhu teased.

After receiving the words "Mission Accomplished", he was no longer nervous but became calm and composed. Instead, General Yue started to worry about gains and losses.

"You old charlatan, I don't believe you are not nervous at all? The Two-Faced Buddha is an old man in the underworld. He must know a lot about Tianzun."

"I have a feeling that this time, we may have a big breakthrough. Maybe we can really find out who the Heavenly Lord is!"

Zhuge Yunhu shook his head and said, "It's not as simple as you think. The Two-Faced Buddha may know something, but he definitely doesn't know who the Heavenly Lord is."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because Tianzun's methods are too terrifying, his mind is too amazing, like an abyss or an ocean, and the two-faced Buddha is experienced, but he is far inferior to Tianzun. He cannot know Tianzun's identity unless Tianzun wants him to know..."

"Haha, I think the two-faced Buddha might know. How about we make another bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"let me see……"

Yue Shuai's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu is just an outsider of your Imperial Observatory now, and he doesn't even have a title. Marrying someone should be of equal status. How about this, if you lose the bet, then let him be a prison marquis?"

Zhuge Yunhu almost spit out his tea.

What the hell?
Prison?

There are only six supervisors in the Imperial Observatory now!

"It's absolutely impossible to be a prisoner. At most... I can be a guest official."

"make a deal!"

General Yue made the decision quickly, as if he was afraid that it would be too late and Zhuge Yunhu would regret it.

The guest officials of the Imperial Observatory have a very high status and are generally only the top figures from major sects. They are a symbol of honor.

For example, Yimei Zhenren of Feixian Cave was a guest official of the Imperial Observatory and enjoyed many privileges. Even the eunuch had to show respect to him when he saw him.

The number of guest officials in the Imperial Observatory is very limited. The world is so big, there are many talented people, but they can be counted on the palm of one hand, and each of them is an old senior who is very old, has a deep cultivation, and is famous all over the world.

In the history of the Imperial Observatory, there has never been anyone like Zhang Jiuyang who wanted to be a guest official at his age.

When Zhuge Yunhu saw how happy he was, he came to his senses and realized that the old man was trying to gain benefits for his son-in-law.

Shaking his head, he was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

Boom!

Thunder broke through the air and came flying over, accompanied by a bright sword light.

Yue Ling and Zhang Jiuyang are back!
At this moment, even Zhuge Yunhu's heart paused, and then beat faster.

Although he expected that the Two-Faced Buddha would not know the identity of Tianzun, deep down in his heart, he longed to know the answer.

Even though he was equally afraid of the answer.

Maybe Zhang Jiuyang now knows the answer.

Zhuge Yunhu looked at Yue Ling first, with a questioning look in his eyes. When he saw Yue Ling nod slightly, his heartbeat quickened again.

This means that Zhang Jiuyang got the answer, or at least made a very significant breakthrough!

"My dear son-in-law, please tell me, who is the Heavenly Lord?"

Yue Shuai could no longer sit still and asked hurriedly, with a hint of urgency in his voice that was hard to conceal.

Zhang Jiuyang held a box in his hand. He didn't say anything, but handed the box to Yue Ling.

"What is this box?"

"These are the ashes of the Two-Faced Buddha. I have personally sent him off to his death and used heavenly fire to grind his bones and scatter his ashes. From now on, there will be no more Two-Faced Buddha in this world."

There was a hint of sadness in Zhang Jiuyang's voice.

Although he got rid of the threat of Huang Quan, he was not particularly happy in his heart. Instead, he was mostly filled with emotion.

No matter how powerful you were during your lifetime, after death you are nothing but a pile of ashes.

The two-faced Buddha was very calm before he left. He even sat peacefully in the sky fire, chanting Buddhist scriptures silently, as if he had let go of all his resentment and finally achieved enlightenment.

The flames were like a lotus platform, burning his body and his sins.

Finally, he took the initiative to give his Yellow Spring Order to Zhang Jiuyang. At this moment, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the three Yellow Spring Orders attracted each other like magnets, automatically closed together, and the light became even brighter.

However, further practice is needed to understand what specific additional capabilities are available.

"My dear son-in-law, do you know the identity of the Heavenly Lord now?"

Yue Shuai asked again.

Zhang Jiuyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he glanced at Zhuge Yunhu and stopped talking.

Finally he shook his head and said, "It's not confirmed yet."

Yue Shuai wanted to ask more questions, but was stopped by Yue Ling's eyes. Zhang Jiuyang didn't say anything more and bowed silently to leave.

Looking at his back, Zhuge Yunhu remained silent until General Yue called him three or four times, and then he woke up from his dream.

……

In the room, Zhang Jiuyang frowned and paced back and forth.

After a long time, he picked up the brush and slowly wrote a name on the white paper. Each stroke was heavy, and the ink was smudged, soaking the entire white paper.

It was a name that was once extremely glorious.

"Zhuge Seven Stars."

(End of this chapter)