The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 76: Sword Beheading Blind Lin (Additional chapter for the Eternal Lullaby of the Alliance Leader)

"Tell me, how do you decipher the Soul Dispersing Talisman?"

Zhang Jiuyang had a blank expression on his face and ignored him. He just stabbed his elbow with a sword and continued to turn the hilt, letting the blood flow out.

He had never hated someone so much.

The tragedy of Yunniang, the tragedy of Xiaodoufu, the tragedy of Chenjia Village, and the boy and girl hidden in the locust tree...

It’s all because of the person in front of me!

You really deserve to die!

Blind Lin continued to scream, but the sound became weaker and weaker. In the end, perhaps because he was numbed by the pain, he actually laughed like a madman.

"Xiao Jiu, I was right about you. You and I are actually the same kind of person!"

"One day, you will become more cruel, more terrible, and more evil than I am!"

“I can’t wait to see that scene now!”

After saying this, a black light suddenly jumped out from his Niwan Palace and flew towards Zhang Jiuyang.

Clang!
Zhang Jiuyang reacted very quickly and slashed at the black light with his Ghost-Slaying Sword. He thought it was the soul of Blind Lin, but he didn't expect that the black light actually passed through the magic sword and entered his mind like an invisible object.

I felt a slight chill in my head, but there was nothing unusual, and I didn't sense any danger.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the black light tried to drill into the center, but it stopped instantly near the visualization diagram, as if it was frightened by something and stayed outside obediently.

I dare not act rashly again.

Seeing that the visualization diagram did not drive it away, Zhang Jiuyang felt relieved, which meant that the black light was not harmful to him.

At this moment, Blind Lin is almost breathing his last, like a candle in the wind.

"How to decipher the Soul Dispersing Talisman? If you don't tell me..."

Zhang Jiuyang squatted down, leaned close to his ear, and said in a deep voice: "I will chop up your father's spirit tablet and use it as firewood."

Hearing this, Blind Lin's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Jiu, you really are... born to be a villain..."

He shook his head and said with difficulty: "Hasn't the Soul Dispersing Talisman... been dissolved by the one you summoned..."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder the great god Zhong Kui tapped Ah Li gently with the blessing fan. It turned out that it was to help her dissolve the soul-dispersing talisman in her soul.

Seeing that Blind Lin was about to die, Yue Ling couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Where is Huang Quan, who is Tianzun?"

Hearing this, Blind Lin squeezed out the last of his strength and laughed.

"I can only say... in the underworld, I am the weakest... and kindest one..."

"As for more content..."

He looked at Zhang Jiuyang and gave a meaningful smile.

"You can ask..."

The voice became weaker and weaker, he could no longer speak, the feeling of death gradually enveloped him, the only remaining light of consciousness made him see the scene that left him the deepest memory in the past six hundred years.

It was a handsome and elegant figure with a feather fan and a blue scarf, the Imperial Master of Daqian, Zhuge Qixing.

In fact, he had never met Zhuge Qixing face to face. The other party was thousands of miles away and crushed all his pride to pieces. Later, when he was trying to survive, he was even more terrified at the mention of Zhuge. Wherever Zhuge Qixing went, he would avoid him.

Just hearing that name made him so scared that he couldn't sleep.

The first time he met Zhuge Qixing was at his funeral, across a coffin.

He didn't believe that the terrible man was really dead, and wanted to test it, but finally gave up because he didn't dare.

He was afraid that Zhuge Qixing had some tricks up his sleeve.

The image of that man who was almost wise and unpredictable as a ghost had been deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

When Zhuge Qixing was alive, he couldn't win, and after he died, he still couldn't win.

For the past six hundred years, he has been lingering on just for the sake of an obsession in his heart.

He wants to beat Zhuge Qixing!
If he could raise a celestial ghost and destroy Daqian, which Zhuge Qixing had spent his entire life supporting, it would be considered as another fight between him and the opponent after six hundred years.

Unfortunately, he lost again.

Thinking of this, he suddenly gained strength from nowhere, as if he had regained his consciousness, and shouted loudly, his white hair fluttering. "Zhuge Pifu!!!"

Clang!
Zhang Jiuyang chopped off his head with a sword, looked at the head that rolled to his feet, kicked it with his foot, and said lightly: "Does it hurt?"

The corpse naturally cannot speak, and Blind Lin has completely closed his eyes.

The ghost Taoist who had lived for more than 600 years and was the head of the Yinshan Sect finally met the end of his life.

"Ali, prepare the firewood!"

To eradicate evil, one must do everything possible; to remove the weeds, one must uproot them.

Zhang Jiuyang prepared to burn him to ashes in a fire, to prevent the old man from leaving any tricks behind and causing endless trouble.

"No need to bother."

Yue Ling took a step forward and made hand seals. Flames leapt out from Blind Lin's body and quickly engulfed him.

This flame was hotter than ordinary fire. In just a moment, Blind Lin was burned to ashes.

Zhang Jiuyang turned around and looked at Yue Ling. His mouth opened slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

There were some things that he was destined to be unable to explain.

The two fell into silence.

After a long while, Zhang Jiuyang asked first: "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Yue Ling said calmly, "If I ask you, will you tell me?"

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

She tied her loose black hair with a hair tie and spoke in a soft but firm voice.

"I only know that you survived a life-or-death struggle in Xiaoyun River, killed Yunniang, and protected the people there. I only know that you can stand up and draw your sword against the fox demon for an innocent girl imprisoned in the flower and willow room."

"I only know that you turned the tide in Chenjia Village and you are my comrade who fought side by side with me."

She looked directly at Zhang Jiuyang with her eyes as bright as stars, openly and generously, with a gaze as clear as water and full of sincerity.

“It doesn’t matter who you are, it’s what you do that matters.”

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her, and as he looked at the heroic and resolute woman under the moonlight, he felt inexplicably moved.

At this moment, he finally understood why people like Luo Ping and Lao Gao admired her so much.

Yue Ling does have a kind of personal charm that is hard to match by others.

"Thank you."

After a long while, he could only utter two words.

……

A new tomb was built on the old site of Chenjia Village, with a line of words engraved on the tombstone.

The tomb of Si Chen from the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and his colleague Luo Ping.

"Why don't you take him back and bury him?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly asked.

Yue Ling said in a deep voice: "Because this is Luo Ping's last wish."

After that, she took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Jiuyang, saying, "Before the Imperial Observatory handles a case, they must prepare a coffin and write a suicide note, which are usually given to relatives, but Luo Ping is different. He has no relatives."

"His parents, brothers, and sisters all died at the hands of evil spirits. He is the only survivor of that incident."

Zhang Jiuyang took a glimpse in his mind, and he suddenly understood why such a young boy could fight to death in the raging fire, and refused to fall down even though his body was burned.

He looked down and saw only two sentences written on the letter paper. The handwriting was not beautiful, but very neat.

"If I die, please bury me where I fought my last battle."

"Let my grave continue to provide guidance for my fellow soldiers."

……

(End of this chapter)