The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 58 Black and White Writings and Ghost Paintings

Blind Lin knocked the two bloody heads at his feet with his bamboo stick, pushed aside the scraggly white hair, revealing two old faces with mysterious tadpole-shaped runes on their faces.

"I knew they couldn't stop you, but I didn't expect that they couldn't even hold out for this long. The Yinshan Sect... eventually fell."

He raised his empty eyes, looked at Yue Ling, and marveled at her.

"The Yue family really has a talented son, but it's a pity that he's a woman."

Yue Ling's gaze became even colder.

Lao Gao and Xiao Luo also came. They stood far away about a hundred feet away, one holding a compass and the other setting up formation flags to prevent Blind Lin from escaping.

"Zhuge Yunhu said that you are a national treasure, a dragon and tiger heroine. I used to think he was talking nonsense, but now it seems to be somewhat credible."

Yue Ling frowned slightly. Blind Lin was so calm that he didn't seem panicked at all.

"What a great foundation of a diamond dragon elephant, but this is not the most rare thing..."

Blind Lin showed a lewd smile on his face and whistled softly.

"The most rare thing is that you have such a handsome face. I have seen countless women. Although you are wearing armor, the figure under the armor... Tsk tsk..."

He gave a thumbs up and praised: "Excellent!"

boom!
The ground beneath Yue Ling's feet cracked open, and his figure attacked like a cannonball. The ground within a radius of ten feet seemed to be shaking, and his momentum was like an erupting volcano.

Without drawing the sword, the slender hand wearing the gold-wire soft armor had already pressed on Blind Lin's face.

Move like thunder!

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Yue Ling held down Blind Lin's head and smashed the walls like a cannonball, so powerful that he looked like a prehistoric beast in human skin.

Blind Lin fell in the rubble, his shroud was torn, his white hair was disheveled, and most of it was stained red with blood.

His head was covered in blood, and one could even vaguely see the white brain matter.

But he didn't die yet, instead he laughed loudly.

"What a...what a...rouge and fierce horse. Ahem, I like it...Pfft!"

Before he could finish his words, Yue Ling raised her left foot and stomped heavily on his chest, crushing his ribs and sending a bone spur into his heart, causing him to vomit blood and unable to utter a single foul word.

"Master Yinshan, is this all you are capable of?"

Yue Ling's eyes were as sharp as swords, and he was extremely heroic. His voice was not loud, but he was as calm as a famous general who had fought in many battles. No matter how the enemy provoked him, he remained unmoved.

Even a little disappointed.

Blind Lin grinned, his teeth stained red with blood.

He stretched out his finger, dipped it in his own blood, and drew a mysterious pattern on the ground, like a strange portal.

The moment she saw this pattern, Yue Ling's eyes narrowed, and for the first time, she showed obvious fluctuations in her expression. She loosened her foot that was stepping on the other person's ribs, and her voice became a little hurried.

"Do you know Huang Quan?"

Blind Lin showed a mysterious smile and said, "Girl, if you want to know more, bring Xiaojiu to Chenjia Village within seven days..."

Clang!
Yue Ling drew out the Dragon Sparrow Knife from his waist, looked at him coldly, and stabbed Blind Lin in the neck with the knife. Then he grabbed Blind Lin's hair with one hand and pulled his neck to the blade.

"Tell me where Huang Quan is and who Tian Zun is, or I will chop off your head."

Blind Lin laughed out loud and kept silent.

There was a flash of murderous intent in Yue Ling's eyes. She exerted force with her palm suddenly, lifted his hair and swept it past the blade. In an instant, blood splattered and the body was blurred.

Blind Lin’s laughter suddenly stopped.

Yue Ling held up his head, stared at him in the moonlight, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I will interrogate your soul myself. As for your head, I will pull out your tongue and keep it for my collection."

She looked at the head as if she was looking at her trophy.

The head of the Yinshan Sect's leader is worthy of becoming her collection.

Zhang Jiuyang shuddered slightly, and he suddenly remembered that Lao Gao once said that Yue Ling had a very strange hobby, which was why he was called a ruthless person.

Now he finally understood that the strange hobby was collecting the heads of enemies!
Ordinary enemies are not qualified; they must be enemies of status or strength.

Just thinking about that scene is very weird. The colleagues from the Imperial Observatory went to her house as guests, but when they entered the house, they found that the heads of demons were hung everywhere...

Yue Ling was holding the bleeding head and was about to cast a spell to capture the soul, but suddenly frowned.

I saw that Blind Lin's head slowly changed its appearance and turned into a strange old man. Even his lost eyes were restored and corpse spots appeared on his skin.

Yue Ling lifted the other person's eyelids and found that the pupils were a strange white.

"He's a scapegoat..."

She narrowed her eyes and threw the head down.

"A scapegoat? Is it also a kind of ghost?"

Zhang Jiuyang walked forward and looked at the body of the strange old man. He could smell a faint stench of corpse, as if he had been dead for several days.

Yue Ling shook his head and said, "The scapegoat is said to be a long-lost evil technique of the Yinshan Sect. It can remotely control the corpse of another person, which is equivalent to an incarnation outside the corpse, but it cannot exert much power."

After a pause, she snorted coldly and said, "No wonder the headmaster of the Yinshan Sect is so weak."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her with a complicated look.

"General Yue, if I'm not mistaken, you should have never left."

Yue Ling was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"sorry."

She apologized out loud.

Zhang Jiuyang knew why she apologized.

Yue Ling did not plan to go to Chenjia Village. She found that blatant protection would only make the murderer continue to hide and dare not show up. In order to lure the murderer into a trap, she decided to set a trap.

He took the initiative to lead his men away, but secretly ambushed and observed, waiting for Blind Lin to come to the door so as to capture him in one fell swoop.

Chenjia Village is obviously the murderer's lair. No one knows how many tricks the other party has deployed there. Her fighting style is fierce and domineering, but she is well versed in military tactics and will not blindly show off her strength.

If you can lure the snake out of its hole, you can minimize the danger.

But in this way, Zhang Jiuyang and A Li would become bait in the trap. Although she was confident that she could protect them, she also knew that doing so was against the way of friendship.

As Lingtai Lang of the Imperial Observatory, she had a clear conscience, but as Yue Ling, she felt guilty towards her friend.

"Blind Lin is very experienced. He knew you were trying to lure the snake out of its hole, so he sent two elders from the Yinshan Sect to stop you. But he didn't expect you to kill him so quickly."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly, held A Li's hand tightly, and looked straight into Yue Ling's eyes.

"General Yue, I understand your behavior. If it were me, I would probably do the same, but..."

He said very seriously: "If there is a next time, please let me know in advance."

Yue Ling also looked at him and nodded.

"it is good."

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant.

Ali looked at Brother Nine for a while, then at Sister Ming Wang. She held the hands of both of them at the same time and forced a smile on her pale little face.

"For Ah Li's sake, please stop quarreling, okay~"

Her voice was a little weak.

Zhang Jiuyang immediately realized that something was wrong and thought of the soul-dispersing talisman that Blind Lin had mentioned.

Yue Ling was one step faster than him. She squatted down and looked directly into Ah Li's eyes. There seemed to be a faint eye-shaped vertical mark in the center of her eyebrows, with a faint glow.

Through her Dharma Eyes, she saw a talisman with black words on white paper, suppressing Ah Li's soul. It looked like a ghostly talisman, constantly absorbing Ah Li's negative energy.

"It's written in black and white on paper. This is not an ordinary Taoist talisman. There is no such talisman in the Yinshan Sect."

"This is a white talisman that can only be used by people with Yin lineage, also called Yin talisman or ghost talisman."

There was a hint of doubt in her voice.

"Could it be that Blind Lin is not only the head of the Yinshan Sect, but also a Yin-walker?"

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(End of this chapter)