I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 157: A soldier never tires of deceit
  For the sake of ambition, Emperor Wan Jing shattered the demon king Red Fox's body 10 years ago.

In order to survive, Mubai also followed a group of great demons and came to Daxing in search of hope.

Unfortunately, this hope is also accompanied by disaster, and it is impossible for Cao An not to take action.

The hope of the demon clan was still dashed.

"Mr. Cao, Lord Red Fox, if you can, please help...the demon clan..."

Mu Bai exhausted his last strength and fell into Cao An's arms, his body slowly receding from his human form.

A pure white six-leaf flower, with an elegant floral fragrance, slowly fell into Cao An's palm.

This may be the tragedy of the human race and the demon race. As Mu Bai once said, there is an indelible gap between the two races.

Cao An held the flower branches gently in his arms with regret.

But suddenly I heard a cry of exclamation in the distance: "Help! It's so scary, so scary!"

Si Tianjian's senior sister suddenly appeared.

Screams were heard along with the sounds of killing. While shouting timidly, he was holding the magic weapon scroll and running the weapons all over the sky crazily.

It wasn't until he threw himself next to Cao An and grabbed his arm that his trembling body calmed down a little. He said with lingering fear: "It's too scary. These monsters are so scary. If I had known better, they wouldn't have come."

yes! It's really terrible.

Cao An looked at the path of blood behind her. The monsters that she had dismembered were still there with their eyes open, so they must have felt very scary.

"If you're scared, then what are you doing here?" Cao An was a little confused about this inexperienced elder sister.

The senior sister looked around to make sure there were no monsters, then she let go of Cao An's arm with peace of mind and took out a small basin from her arms.

"Master asked me to come."

"Master Jianzheng? What did he ask you to do?"

"Selling pots of rice!"

The senior sister was holding a small orange basin, her eyes full of expectation. It seemed that after selling out the basin, she would have money to buy delicious food.

But what use do I need your little basin?

Cao An asked in confusion: "How much does this pot of yours cost?"

"500 taels of gold."

"What? 500 taels? Or gold! Is the prisoner about to rob?"

Cao An felt that the poor man was crazy. You sell a basin so expensively, so you think I'm stupid!

"What's the use of this basin?"

The senior sister looked at the basin. There were no flowers or patterns on it. The mouth of the basin was less than 10 inches away. There was no mystery at all.

He could only reply in a daze: "Master didn't say anything, maybe it's used to grow flowers?"

"Planting flowers? How can I have time to plant flowers? You..." Cao An said and stopped.

Look at the six-leaf flower in your hand that is slowly drying up, and then look at the treasure flowerpot in front of you...

"Can it be cheaper?" Cao An felt like he was really being robbed, and he couldn't fight back.

The elder sister's eyes lit up: "Master is so awesome! He guessed that you would counteroffer and told me how to reply in advance."

"Really? What did he say?"

"Ahem." The senior sister coughed twice, clasped her hands behind her back, and imitated the master's tone in an old-fashioned way: "He said: Don't miss a penny, little guy, pop the gold coins."

Cao An:......

That old guy, didn't he just call him out last time? There's no need to hold a grudge like this.

500 gold!

Even though the graceful figure of the past has turned into a little flower now, the value of the oiran of Jiaofangsi still makes Cao An heartbroken.

I put the white flower branches into the pot, and miraculously, the petals no longer withered.

Of course, it's not much better now. It seems like it's just hanging on to the life of a plant. It can't sense any demonic power. The six-leaf snow-white petals are hanging on the edge of the pot.

Cao An was impatient and put away the 500 taels of gold potted plants. He turned and looked at the surrounding Forbidden Army. They were still chasing the monsters hard, preparing to form a pincer attack with the city defense and eat the enemies bit by bit.

"General, I'll leave it to you regarding the fleeing monsters. They should be heading to the northwest imperial mausoleum. The general can take advantage of the victory to pursue them."

"What about your Tsing Yi Department?"

"We will stay in the city to provide support for the time being. Once things calm down a bit, we will rush over immediately."

The general of the Forbidden Army was stunned: "Didn't I just say that we won a complete victory?"

"...General, the saying that soldiers never tire of deceit was just a joke. It's okay to deceive monkeys. Don't really believe it!"

Zhu Xian had just confidently said a complete victory, but it was just a tactic used by the army to defeat the enemy.

There are at least thousands of monsters scattered in the huge Shangjiang City. How can they be so easy to deal with.

What's more, those brothers who are keeping watch at night must be close confidants in order to hide it from the demon clan. The reserve force has not followed up yet?
  The messages Zhu Xian received just now were basically asking for help, and Cao An needed to go and take a look.

The generals of the Forbidden Army knew the importance. Rather than relying on quantity to win, the Tsing Yi Department took the elite route and was indeed better supported.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Go chase the demon clan first, and you should come here quickly."

"That's natural."

In fact, there were not many elites in Shangjiang City. After all, Pang Shi also led an army to blockade the imperial mausoleum. It would not be a big problem to fight against the monkey demon. Cao An decided to protect the safety of the people in the city first.

"The first target: Dali Temple Prison."

……

Dali Temple Prison, Xingbu Prison, and Six Gates Prison are all areas that the demon clan focuses on attacking.

The reason is very simple. The prisoners inside are extremely vicious. As long as they can be released, they will be another great assistant.

Mo Xiaoming, the young minister of Dali Temple, is currently fighting a bloody battle.

He was not on Cao An's trust list, so he was not aware of the preparations at night. At this moment, a sudden battle broke out, and he was caught off guard.

Reinforcements came in a hurry. They didn't even wear any armor, so they were really embarrassed. Fortunately, he soon saw reinforcements from the Tsing Yi Department.

It’s true that a friend in need is a friend indeed!

Although they usually disagree with Cao An, at the critical moment, the Tsing Yi Department still arranged for three flag owners to come to support.

It's so touching.

"Why do you have so many monsters here? All the masters in the prison have been mobilized to protect the gate!" As soon as Cao An arrived, he hurriedly gave instructions.

Mo Shaoqing did not doubt that he was there, and quickly replied: "They have all been dispatched, but there are too many monsters."

"It's okay, we're here to help you."

After receiving Cao An's assurance, Mo Xiaoming finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched a group of masters use their killing moves to stabilize the front.

That’s right, just half a mouthful.

Because in the next second, the light of the sword suddenly came, and the flaming claws followed closely, killing in front of him, and the burning stinging sensation burned the skin on his neck.

Cao An wants to avenge his private revenge?
  My life is over!

Mo Xiaoming had no time to react. The only thing he could do seemed to be to try hard to tighten his bladder, at least before he died, he would not be scared to pee.

But miraculously, the pain of craniotomy and throat suffocation did not come. It was not until the subordinates around him screamed that Mo Xiaoming felt that the attack had been withdrawn.

Ying Huorong and Cao An stood in front of him and started chatting without restraint.

"His reaction just now was so stupid."

"Yes, it doesn't look very dignified. Isn't he an enemy?"

Listening to what the two of them said, Mo Shaoqing felt like he was about to go berserk.

"Cao An! Ying Huorong! What on earth do you want! I am the dignified young minister of Dali Temple, what do you think of me!"

He was suddenly attacked because he looked like an enemy? Doesn't he look very hostile?

Cao An looked at him seriously and felt that this man was indeed useless and had nothing to do with the mastermind behind the human bottle.

After thinking for a while, he simply asked: "I'm just wondering why you respected me so much when the Beiyan incident happened."

He suspected Mo Xiaoming because the enemy was trying hard to send him away from Shangjiang City.

On the surface, Mo Xiaoming was the most active one, uniting half of the court officials to send him away.

After asking this question, Mo Xiaoming really had the urge to curse.

"Is this the reason? We, the Three Law Division and your Tsing Yi Department, are the two young representatives of you and me. If we don't push you out, why don't I go!"

Mo Xiaoming's reason was so simple that Cao An was speechless.

Indeed, it is impossible for the top leaders of the Shangshu Office to go to Beiyan. After all, the travel time is too long, and they need to sit down in Jiangcheng to discuss state affairs.

And Mo Xiaoming didn't want to go to that cold place, let alone see Cao An conspicuous here, so it was very simple to send Cao An away.

To be honest, in the world of intrigues and intrigues in Shangjiang, it is rare to still have such a clear stream.

Seeing the hostility and alertness of all the masters in Dali Temple, Cao An hugged Mo Xiaoming's neck: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings! Don't blame me, just treat it as a little joke. To make up for it, I will help you defend." .”

With that said, Cao An took the initiative to stand in the courtyard of Dali Temple and started fighting with the monster.

The hard-working attitude finally made Dali Si Fang relax a little.

Of course, things are far from simple.

He came here not only to test Mo Xiaoming, but also to realize the method provided by Xiaojiu.

After inviting three full-time Tanghulu chefs back, Xiaojiu finally felt that the price was enough, and told Cao An the simplest way to use the "Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Sutra" to save his enemies.

Ever since, Cao An deliberately created chaos just now to buy time for Sanyang and the others to infiltrate.
  Sister Pan took the lead and relied on her ghostly body skills to quickly attack in the prison, instantly knocking down the three remaining guards. She and Sanyang stood in front of a fairly cozy cell.

Although the uncle of the state had been sentenced to be cut in half, he was still the queen's brother after all, so he was still given some dignity before his death.

In order to save time, Sanyang made his purpose clear when they met: "I'm a poor monk, I'm here to save you."

Sanyang stood in front of the cell, looking through the seal of the fence at Uncle Guo inside, but his calm heart was still filled with waves.

Fortunately, there is a tree above the head that is constantly exerting force to draw away the evil spirit. It seems to be quite stable now.

Cao An has never been a bad person. Compared to Qiu Houwenzhan who was tried by the court, he believes in taking revenge as soon as possible and with his own hands.

Since this feud also involves Sanyang's injury, there is no need to hesitate anymore.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of reinforcements from all over, Cao An didn't mind taking a little time to let Sanyang perform a salvation ceremony.

Uncle Guo was obviously a little surprised by the appearance of these two people, especially the one with a tree on his head, who was unheard of.

But soon, he understood the situation. The enemy was coming.

"Would you help me to be saved? Thank you very much." Uncle Guo thanked himself with a sigh.

He was already destined to die. Instead of waiting for the punishment of being cut in half in this dark prison, it would be better to give his life to Sanyang.

At least this person was really trying to save him, and his death wouldn't be so painful.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Sit down and just hold your breath."

Pan Daxi came here, ready to break the seal of the cell and forcefully release him.

But since this uncle-in-law is sensible, there is no need to use violence anymore.

Sanyang sat outside the cell, clasping his hands and reciting scriptures silently.

"Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Sutra", this is an enhanced version of the sutra specially offered by Xiaojiu.

Every word of Buddha's meaning turned into a road to hell at this moment, passed through the prison door, and penetrated into the ears of the uncle. The soul, burdened with countless sins, finally fell into reincarnation bit by bit.

Sanyang's suppressed obsession in his heart was also redeemed by saving his enemies.

The branches above the head quickly withered, and a black fruit slowly fell.

(End of this chapter)