The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 404 Done
In the sky prison, the two-faced Buddha seemed to be frozen, his whole body motionless like a sculpture, his eyes were completely dull, and only drops of blood were sliding down his cheeks.

Huangquan Tiangan, who is good at bewitching people and playing with human nature, is almost going crazy at this moment.

Zhang Jiuyang could feel that his energy was beginning to become chaotic, and was even on the verge of collapse. This was truly incredible for a sixth-level immortal.

You must know that every True Person in the Sixth Realm is the most top-notch cultivator in the world. Their aura is as powerful as the sea and as immovable as a mountain. Even if they are seriously injured, they will only decline but not become chaotic.

But now this thing that was originally impossible to happen happened to the two-faced Buddha.

But a two-faced Buddha is a two-faced Buddha after all. Although Zhang Jiuyang's words had a huge impact on him, he still retained a trace of clarity.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes moved, knowing that the other party had lost his mind, he must strike while the iron is hot and defeat the other party's Tao heart in one go!

"Two-Faced Buddha, if these physical evidences still cannot convince you completely, then I can also let you meet someone, an old acquaintance of yours."

After Zhang Jiuyang finished speaking, he clapped his hands lightly.

Then, a figure was slowly pushed out. His face was extremely old, full of wrinkles and age spots. He sat on the chair like a rotten wood, his eyes were dull, and his hands were shaking unconsciously.

Ali pushed the old man over and brought him to the two-faced Buddha.

"Seventeen..."

The old man's voice was very hoarse, and his chest made a low roar. He seemed to be trying his best, but the sound he spoke was very weak.

A trace of fluctuation appeared in the two-faced Buddha's dilated pupils.

The old director's surname was Cui. He named the children he adopted, often in numerical order. When he was in the Charity Bureau, he was called Cui Shiqi.

This name is so old, so old that it seems like it was from the previous life.

He lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on the old man.

The other person's appearance was very unfamiliar, but his eyes suddenly stopped on the other person's throat.

There is a clear red line there.

To be precise, it is a scar, a sore.

"You almost bit his throat off back then, but the old director sent him away for treatment, which saved him. After the Great Love Charity Bureau closed down, he was transferred to Qingzhou several times."

"Luckily he is still alive, but unfortunately he has gradually forgotten the past."

"But he always shouts out a lot of numbers, the most common of which is... seventeen."

The two-faced Buddha's pupils trembled.

"Two-Faced Buddha, you are unfortunate, because from the moment you were born, you were chosen by the Lord Mahakala Buddha to become a cruel chess piece, but you are also lucky, because..."

"You have been loved firmly by so many people."

"The play is fake, but the actors are real. Whether it's the mother leopard in the mountains, Guo Xingsong who treats you like a younger brother in the Charity Bureau, or the old director who never leaves you, they don't know that this is a play."

“That’s their life.”

Zhang Jiuyang's voice was filled with emotion, and he sighed, "Do you remember the old dean's gesture before he died? He froze to death at the door of the Children's Bureau, but he stretched out his palm before he died, as if he was waiting for something."

"Stop talking... stop talking..."

There was actually a hint of pleading in the two-faced Buddha's voice. He closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fists, and his nails had already pierced deeply into the flesh.

But at this moment, he was already numb to the pain.

Zhang Jiuyang took a step forward and continued, "The old dean believes that you can definitely climb out. The reason why he made that pose is to let you know..."

"Even if everyone regards you as a monster, there are still people in this world waiting for you to come home."

……

Duke's Mansion, study.

General Yue was playing chess with someone. At the beginning, his moves were aggressive and vigorous. The chess pieces seemed like thousands of troops, charging in formation and charging with great momentum, which showed his high attainments in military strategy.

But soon he started to make moves slower and slower, and in the end he had to think for a long time before making a single move, his brows almost furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river).

The person playing chess with him was very calm. He made moves quickly and lightly, without any rush or hesitation. Even when General Yue was pondering, he was still reading a book.

"No more, no more!"

Yue Shuai admitted defeat and complained, "It's boring. I've never won a game of chess against an old charlatan like you!"

The other party smiled faintly, his voice gentle and calm.

"Same, I've never lost a game of chess with an old bastard like you."

Yue Shuai had a frown on his face, while the other party looked indifferent. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, until the door slammed open and Mrs. Shen came in with tea.

"What, you two turtles are attracted to each other?"

After hearing what Mrs. Shen said, Yue Shuai and that man couldn't hold it back anymore and burst into laughter.

"Madam, you are so awesome! With this remark, you directly scolded both the civil and military officials of Daqian. You are truly a heroine!"

Mrs. Shen rolled her eyes at her husband, then brought the tea to the man and said with a smile, "Brother Zhuge, have some tea. This is your favorite Spring Mountain White Snow."

Zhuge Yunhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he smiled and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. This spring mountain tea is not rare in summer, but if there is a heavy snow, preferably the first snow, the tea will be reborn, with a refreshing and sharp fragrance that will linger on your lips and teeth."

"No, Jizhou just had a heavy snowfall last night, and I immediately came here because of the smell."

The three of them smiled when they heard this, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The Zhuge family and the Yue family are old friends, and Zhuge Yunhu and Yue Shuai have been good friends for many years. When they were young, they traveled together, one pretending to be a charlatan and the other pretending to be a knight.

It was also during that period of traveling that Yue Shuai met Mrs. Shen in Yangzhou and fell in love with her at first sight.

The three of them are old friends. After decades of ups and downs, from their prime to old age, their friendship remains very pure and has never changed.

"In the blink of an eye, we are all old."

Zhuge Yunhu looked at the white hair on General Yue's head and couldn't help but sigh.

How brave and heroic Yue Pifu was back then. He was full of vigor and vitality. He carried a spear and drank fine wine, and traveled all over the 19 states. How happy and carefree he was.

But now he is trapped in the bitter cold of Jizhou, guarding the border for forty years.

Others only saw the glory of the Grand Marshal of 200,000 troops, and even called him the King of Jizhou, but what Zhuge Yunhu saw was the increasing number of white hairs on his old friend's head.

Madam Shen smiled faintly and said, "Our era has passed. The future belongs to Xiaojiu and Ling'er."

After a pause, she smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu and Ling'er, you are just like you back then, supporting each other, exorcising demons, punishing evildoers and eliminating evil."

Zhuge Yunhu smiled and said, "That's right. By the way, I would like to congratulate you two for finding a good son-in-law. It has solved a problem that has bothered you for many years."

Upon hearing this, Yue Shuai quickly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Although they said they would make do, their smiles were almost reaching their eyebrows. Yue Ling's marriage had always been a concern for them, but now it was finally resolved, and their son-in-law was so outstanding that he was hard to find even with a lantern.

"Okay, you two can chat slowly while I prepare lunch."

Mrs. Shen left the study.

The joyful atmosphere suddenly changed and became a little solemn.

"I told Xiaojiu the secret of the ancestral hall. He is getting closer and closer to the truth, but also getting more and more dangerous. I often worry whether I will harm him."

"After all, you almost died while trying to find out the truth."

Zhuge Yunhu sighed and said, "This is his own choice, and now he is qualified to join us in finding the truth."

"Old man, facing the Heavenly Lord, I always feel powerless, not only in terms of physical strength, but also in terms of mental strength. If I were to make an analogy, it would be like... you playing chess with me."

Yue Shuai: “Hmm…Hmm?”

"No matter what flaws I found, he was always one step ahead of me. In order to find out the identity of Tianzun, I have laid out countless tricks and spent countless efforts, but what is the result..."

"For decades, my understanding of Tianzun has remained the same. All my tricks are easily seen through by him. It feels like I am being... played?"

When Zhuge Yunhu uttered these two words, he felt very bitter.

He was also a proud man, with great wisdom, but at this moment he had to admit that human power is limited, and the other party's wisdom almost broke the bottleneck of human beings.

It was just like playing chess. There were many times when the opponent could have made the decisive kill, but he just brushed aside and didn't make any move. Otherwise, he would not have been alive until now.

"Old charlatan, do you really want to continue investigating? Xiaojiu's analysis makes sense. If you continue investigating and find that Tianzun is really him, then you..."

Yue Shuai looked at his old friend with a worried look.

"Check, of course we have to check!"

Zhuge Yunhu said resolutely, "No matter how shocking the real identity of the Heavenly Lord is, I will investigate it thoroughly, even if it is... him."

Yue Shuai patted Zhuge Yunhu on the shoulder, quickly changed the subject, and deliberately teased him.

"Old charlatan, you are here not just for Ling'er and Xiaojiu's marriage, but also for the one imprisoned in the sky prison."

Zhuge Yunhu nodded and said frankly: "Yes, the Two-Faced Buddha is an old rival of our Imperial Observatory. We have been fighting each other for decades, but we always lose more than we win."

"He was defeated by Xiao Jiu this time, so I naturally couldn't sit still and had to come and see for myself."

"Haha, what does my son-in-law's contribution have to do with an old charlatan like you? If you want to take credit for it, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Zhuge Yunhu was speechless. This old man is already protecting you like this even before he becomes your son-in-law.

Are all members of the Yue family so protective of their own people?

"I was the one who taught Xiaojiu the Thirteen Form Escapes. How could I possibly take the credit for it?"

Zhuge Yunhu explained: "It is certainly not easy to defeat the Two-Faced Buddha, but it is even more difficult to interrogate him to get anything out of him. This time I came here to try to pry open the mouth of this old rival."

"After all, according to the information I got, the two-faced Buddha was one of the earliest evil spirits to follow Tianzun. He is likely to know a lot about Tianzun!"

Having fought with the Two-Faced Buddha for so many years, he knew this old rival too well. Even if he was captured alive, he would never utter a word.

Even if they do say it, nine times out of ten it is false information and is intended to mislead.

When it comes to misleading people, Zhuge Yunhu has never seen anyone more terrifying than him, so he came specially to help.

"Then you might be late."

Yue Shuai smiled mysteriously and said, "Xiao Jiu has already started the trial, and he said that he is 70% sure that he can break down his defenses and make him speak."

Zhuge Yunhu frowned when he heard this. He did not doubt Zhang Jiuyang's ability, but interrogating the Two-Faced Buddha was not something that could be done overnight. Even for him, he would have to work hard at it bit by bit.

And the confidence level is less than 50%.

"The two-faced Buddha is definitely not someone whose defenses can be defeated so easily. Did Xiaojiu underestimate the enemy this time?"

Yue Shuai smiled and said, "Then I don't know, anyway, that's what the son-in-law said."

Zhuge Yunhu shook his head. His ears were almost callused from hearing him being called "good son-in-law" over and over again.

"By the way, I told Ling'er that if there is any result from the interrogation, please inform me. Old charlatan, since you don't believe they can succeed, how about we take a gamble--"

Suddenly, Yue Shuai's voice stopped abruptly because a paper crane flew in from outside.

The paper crane circled around and landed in Yue Shuai's hands. When he spread it out, he saw four words written on the yellow paper.

"It's done."

……

Heaven Prison.

Suddenly, there were loud roars, like the howling of a beast in a cage before death, or like the cry of a person after complete despair and collapse.

After an unknown amount of time, the prison became quiet again.

Zhang Jiuyang stood in front of the two-faced Buddha, with a trace of pity in his eyes, looking at the old man in front of him who seemed to have been drained of all his energy.

The two-faced Buddha seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he even drooled from his mouth.

In a short period of time, his spirit suffered an unimaginable huge shock, as if the whole world had been turned upside down.

He has no sister at all.

Brother Guo, who once bullied him, turned out to be very caring towards him, but was almost bitten on the throat by him.

It turns out that the old dean, who once made him completely despair of this world, had never given up on him from beginning to end.

once……

Too many things were overturned. The impact was so huge that even the soul of a sixth-level immortal could not bear it. His heart of Tao was shattered and he collapsed completely.

"Cui Shiqi."

Zhang Jiuyang called out the name that had been forgotten for a long time, and no longer called him the Two-Faced Buddha.

"Now we should be able to have a good talk."

"Regarding the Black Sky Project and the Lord Buddha Mahakala, I think you should be willing to share something with me. After all..."

There was a hint of murderous intent in Zhang Jiuyang's calm voice.

"I want to kill Him just like you do now."

……

(End of this chapter)