The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 468: Taizu passes away, the god of war is beheaded

"You are no match for Zhang Jiuyang."

Yue Ling's voice interrupted Zhuge Yu's words directly, without leaving him any room for politeness.

"If you were in Zhang Jiuyang's situation, you would have died long ago. Neither you nor I can replace Zhang Jiuyang's role."

These words came from her heart.

Only she knew how many dangers Zhang Jiuyang had gone through to get to where he is today, and how difficult it was.

And she is the only one who truly knows how special Zhang Jiuyang is.

It's not just the magical visualization picture, but more importantly, it's Zhang Jiuyang himself, his ideals and ambitions, his sympathy and respect for the grassroots people, and his fearless and ambitious spirit to change the world.

These are the reasons why she truly fell in love with Zhang Jiuyang and was willing to assist him.

Zhuge Yu's talent might be no less than Zhang Jiuyang's, but on this point, he loses completely.

"hehe."

Zhuge Yu smiled disapprovingly at Yue Ling's words and said, "Long Hu, with your personality, you shouldn't worship a man so much. This will only make me look down on you."

"What do you think? It's none of my business."

Yue Ling pointed the tip of the gun at him, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said word by word: "I will break your limbs, destroy your cultivation, and then take you back to the Imperial Observatory and kneel in front of the tombstones of those fallen comrades. I want to see..."

"How dare you... continue to live in this world?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Yu's expression changed slightly, and the hideous centipede-like scar trembled slightly. After a long time, he sighed.

"Long Hu, some things are not as simple as you think. If you knew the truth, I believe you would stand on my side."

Golden flames burned in Yue Ling's eyes, and bursts of thunder sounded above his head. A dark cloud covered the sky, and lightning illuminated the night sky, as if a storm was coming.

This was because the anger in her heart had reached its peak, causing changes in the celestial phenomena.

"I can tell right from wrong!"

Boom!

A spear was thrust out with a sound like thunder and the spear intent was like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable, blowing the surrounding fallen leaves into powder.

But Zhuge Yu's voice sounded again.

"Long Hu, don't you want to know how the God of Yue died?"

Zheng!
The tip of the gun trembled and stopped in front of Zhuge Yu.

"What do you mean?"

Yue Ling held the spear and was able to retract it freely, demonstrating his ultimate martial arts skills.

For the first time, there was a noticeable change in her mood.

Zhuge Yu showed no fear even though he was hit by a sharp blade. He smiled faintly and said, "Have you never doubted that Yue Junshen, who has the sixth realm of cultivation and peerless martial arts, would die so easily because of a hidden injury?"

Yue Ling retorted: "That's because our ancestors fought many battles--"

"There are three top-secret files in the Imperial Observatory. Only the Director of the Imperial Observatory is qualified to read them. One is about the destruction of the Jade Tripod Palace investigated by Imperial Master Zhuge. One is about the death of Imperial Master Zhuge. The other one..."

Zhuge Yu paused and said something that shocked Yue Ling.

"It's to investigate where the head of Yue Junshen is."

hum!
For a moment, even the tip of the Overlord Spear was trembling slightly, which showed how much turmoil was in Yue Ling's heart.

"I don't need to lie to you. After all, the file is in my father's room. Your father may know about it, but he won't tell anyone."

"Back then, the military god Yue was beheaded and died, and his head is nowhere to be found."

"To this day, the imperial court has not found his body. His body was carved into a head out of red sandalwood. If you have the opportunity to enter the imperial mausoleum and take a look at the body of Yue Junshen, you will know whether it is real or fake."

Zhuge Yu's voice was very sure and full of confidence.

"Long Hu, the Three Heroes of Qianyuan were all harmed by what happened back then. First, the Great Ancestor passed away, and then the God of War was beheaded. Thanks to our ancestors' extraordinary wisdom, they managed to fake their own death and escape, so they survived."

"But even so, our ancestors paid a huge price. Longhu, join us. We are the ones who truly care about the overall situation and can change everything!!"

Zhuge Yu's voice was a little excited, and he looked at Yue Ling with anticipation. He slowly pushed away the tip of the gun in front of his neck and stretched out his hand towards Yue Ling.

"Long Hu, you are a rare talent. If you join us, our chances of winning will definitely increase a lot. Now, as long as you nod your head and follow my instructions, fake your death at the wedding and get away, everything will be done."

"Believe me, by then, you will know all the truth and see the real world, a world that subverts your imagination!"

Yue Ling stared at him quietly and said, "Why can't you explain it clearly now?"

The fact that her ancestor was beheaded caused great waves in her heart, and she was eager to know the truth behind it.

With the ancestor's cultivation and martial arts, who could have taken his head quietly?

What on earth did the three heroes of Qianyuan, who were once so powerful and renowned throughout the world, encounter and see to lead to such a strange end?

Perhaps Zhuge Yu in front of him knows the answer.

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you everything before you fake your death as planned. If you want to know the truth, then join us."

“This is the only option!”

Yue Ling was silent for a long time, and then slowly raised her eyes. Even in the night, her determined eyes were still as bright as snow and as sharp as a sword.

She shook her head and said word by word: "I will never be a traitor." If she had not met Zhang Jiuyang, she might really throw herself into the darkness and lurk for an opportunity to find out the truth.

But she knew that she could never do that because Zhang Jiuyang needed her.

"Joining you is not the only option. Zhang Jiuyang and I will find out the truth."

"It's Zhang Jiuyang again!"

Zhuge Yu sneered, then looked at Yue Ling with eyes full of regret, and sighed: "You don't understand at all, what exactly you are rejecting, what a pity..."

There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, and finally he let out a long sigh, and his gaze towards Yue Ling became gentle, as if he was looking at the little girl who was not even as tall as his shoulders back then.

Holding a red tasseled spear, he always looks indifferent and cold as ice, but when encountering danger, he is always the first to arrive and the last to leave.

"Long Hu, I saw you crying at my funeral. You swore to avenge me. At that time, I treated you as my sister. Later, I watched you grow up in secret."

"Several times when you were in danger while investigating a case, I couldn't help but help you in secret. It wasn't until your cultivation became higher and higher and your intuition became sharper that I stopped paying attention to you."

"Later on, you really shined brightly and became the backbone of the Imperial Observatory. It was also at that time that I suddenly realized that my sister...had grown up."

Yue Ling was slightly stunned. Only then did she understand why some cases were solved inexplicably a long time ago.

Thinking of their past friendship, she sighed and said, "Zhuge Yu, it's not too late for you to turn from evil to good. I will still regard you as my comrade."

Zhuge Yu stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Yue Ling on the shoulder, but she subconsciously dodged it.

But he was not angry. He still looked at Yue Ling with gentle eyes and his voice was also gentle, but the words he said were not gentle at all.

"Long Hu, since the negotiations have failed, I have no choice but to ask you..."

He smiled gently and said, "Go to hell."

Yue Ling's heart suddenly jumped, and she felt a strong sense of crisis. She instantly took a defensive posture, but the surroundings were quiet and nothing happened.

She snorted coldly and was about to take the initiative to attack, but she heard Zhuge Yu suddenly asked a strange question.

"Long Hu, I know you have secretly tried on the wedding dress before leaving Yue Mansion. How about the wedding dress I prepared for you? Does it look good?"

Yue Ling was wondering, when suddenly his expression froze, an inexplicable chill surged into his heart and quickly spread around.

The golden armor and red robe on her body had unexpectedly turned into a gorgeous wedding dress, and a black umbrella fell on her head.

The umbrella cloth was as black as ink, not a single ray of light could penetrate it, as if it had been torn from the darkness.

The ribs of the umbrella are made of a strange material, thin and tough, not like bamboo, but more like... the bones of some animal.

On the edge of the umbrella, there were wisps of silk thread hanging. Yue Ling recognized it at a glance. This thread was filled with extremely yin energy and was only used on the longevity quilt after the death of an old person, and on the spirit flag in front of the coffin to guide the way.

A black umbrella covers the head and a wedding dress is draped over the body.

Even Yue Ling's dragon-elephant body and the fire of the Ming Wang felt a bone-chilling chill at this moment. Her limbs and bones were filled with a strange power, as if it contained some kind of power of law, which temporarily suppressed her honed magic power.

But Yue Ling is Yue Ling after all. She remained calm in the face of danger and desperately mobilized her magical power to try to break through the blockade. After just a few breaths, she had seen initial results.

But at this moment, Zhuge Yu flicked his fingers, and a vermilion talisman flew out from his sleeve and stuck to Yue Ling.

In an instant, Yue Ling felt a stab in the heart, and the energy and blood in his body suddenly calmed down, and the magic power that he had mobilized with great difficulty also returned to silence.

The talisman seemed to be specially made for her. Even though she had reached the sixth level of cultivation, she found it difficult to resist.

At this moment, a pale and cold hand climbed up Yue Ling's shoulder and gently stroked the skin on her face. The black nails were sharp and long.

Under the black umbrella, a pale face leaned behind Yue Ling, with lips pressed against her ears. A strong resentment rose to the sky, and the voice was cold and hoarse.

"I will peel off your skin and make it into...the most perfect wedding dress."

Hate to marry a girl!
……

"Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu, wake up!"

"My dear son-in-law, please finish your work!"

Zhang Jiuyang was watching intently, and even forgot that he was performing a spell to confuse cause and effect, and instead immersed himself in it.

He felt that the scene before his eyes suddenly became blurred, as if it was stained by a layer of blood.

Could it be that Yue Ling is suffering from the torture of a woman who hates to be married?
Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuyang's heart tightened and he quickly concentrated, trying to see more clearly so that he could get more clues and rescue Yue Ling.

But at this moment, the voices of Ali and Yue Shuai rang in his ears.

Only then did he realize that the blood was not Yue Ling's, but his own. His eyes were filled with blood and his eyeballs were about to burst.

The Tiandun sword intent flashed, and he instantly regained consciousness and retracted his magical powers.

I felt weak, as if I had been hungry for ten days and ten nights.

In just a few moments, his magic power was almost exhausted, and he almost lost himself in the mysterious state of peeking into cause and effect.

Although this spell is magical, it is also dangerous and has significant side effects.

Zhang Jiuyang felt as if his eyesight was affected at the moment, and his vision was a little blurry.

But he couldn't care about so many things now, there was only one thought left in his mind.

Where is Yue Ling?

……

(End of this chapter)