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

Chapter 20: The poor monk came to ask for alms
  After the case was settled, Master Pang let out a long breath, cupped his fists at Cao An and said:
  "Thank you Brother Cao for your help. Not only did you find the murderer, but you also discovered unexpected variables. I, the Imperial City Department, owe you a favor. As for the [Di Yaohua] you are looking for, I will keep my promise and help. "

"Di Yaohua? What is it?" Cao An was stunned and looked at Monk Sanyang aside.

Monk Sanyang smiled: "Pang Duzhi is really well-informed and knows that we are here to look for flowers."

Pang Shi waved his hand and replied: "Even your Tsing Yi Department has received the news, and our Imperial City Department will naturally not turn a deaf ear. I just heard Ying Banner mention [Qiwen Tower], and I guessed the purpose of your visit. .”

"I don't know, how is Pang Duzhi going to help us?"

"I am going to the south of the city to recover the stolen goods. I will probably lead the team away for an hour. Is that enough?"

"That's enough, thank you Pang Duzhi."

……

The simple exchange was over, and Pang Shi dragged the pawnshop owner and left with his subordinates.

Turning his head, Monk Sanyang said with a face of joy: "Cao An deserves a lot of credit for getting help from the Imperial City Secretary today. Return to the office and I will report your achievements to Mr. Tisi."

"Are you sure they are helping each other?" Cao An looked confused.

According to his idea, since the ghost market is under the control of the Imperial City, it will definitely be more convenient to use their manpower to carry out the investigation than it is for the three of them to do the work.

Just turning around and leaving is considered a help?

"Of course it's a help. With them here, our investigation will be subject to many restrictions. Now that Pang Duzhi's leader has left, we can justifiably reason with others."

Cao An:? ? ?
  Are you sure you need to clear up the Imperial City Division to be reasonable? I always feel like this investigation is not going well!
  ……

After making great achievements twice in a row, Cao An now gained the trust of Monk Sanyang and told him some superficial secrets.

Di Yaohua, a fifth-grade elixir that is said to be able to repair the foundation, is sought after by countless warriors, and every time it appears there is a price but no market.

The most recent one was in Qiwen Building three days ago, when it was auctioned for a very high price.

"Is there something wrong with this flower?"

"There is nothing wrong with the flower itself, but this flower only grows in Heishui Yaochi. That place is the place that our Lord Advocate holds dear to our hearts."

Cao An nodded to express his understanding.

If it were an ordinary transaction, there would be no need to be so entangled for a long time, but if it was to investigate the origin of Di Yaohua, it would not be that easy.

Why should I share this treasure land with others? Isn't this a self-destruction of money, and Qiwenlou is not a fool. This investigation is destined to not go well.

"Don't worry, you can just watch later and leave everything to me." Monk Sanyang was very confident and led Cao An and Ying Huorong to the front of Qiwen Tower.

With its red tiles and golden eaves and high-hanging lintel, it is a landmark building of this scale even in a ghost market. Cao An still can't figure out why Ying Huorong Society couldn't find it after searching for three days.

But none of this is important anymore. Without this person's loss, Cao An would not have gained what he has today.

Monk Sanyang waved his hand: "Cao An, I see that the yin-yang lock you used was damaged when you caught the thief yesterday. Today you have made great achievements again. Go and pick out any weapon. I will pay for it."

Cao An:! ! !
  "really?"

"Monks don't lie, so you can choose whatever you want."

"Thank you, Master Sanyang!"

……

Promising a treasure as a reward, Cao An stepped into the Qiwen Tower very excitedly.

Standing in the lobby, Cao An was dazzled by the dazzling array of products on the shelves around him. There were everything from swords to ancient books. It seemed that every item was extraordinary!
  Seeing the arrival of the three people, the shopping guide quickly ran over to greet them: "Invite these three distinguished guests. Do you need anything? We have everything in the store."

Monk Sanyang walked in the front wearing a felt hat. His shining bald head could not be seen. His speech and behavior were more like a rough man born in the ninth class. He said very generously: "Cao An, what kind of weapon do you want? Although Just speak up."

"I want a precious sword." Cao An couldn't wait to reply.

Monk Sanyang seemed to regard his [Infallible Handcuffs] as some sort of Yin-Yang Lock. It broke when he caught a thief yesterday. He wanted to compensate him, and Cao An naturally wouldn't refuse.

As for his choice of weapon, he had also considered it along the way.

Most warriors in the martial arts world are accustomed to using swords. After all, swordsmanship emphasizes agility and elegance, making them more handsome when walking around the world.

On the other hand, most of the people in the government office like knives, and they value strong power and iron-blooded fighting.

Cao An loves both, but now that he has joined the Tsing Yi Department, he will definitely be able to borrow the secret books in the department in the future and ask for guidance from a dedicated person. Practicing sword skills will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. Now I just need a good knife.

Hearing this, Huo Ji quickly led the way: "Three distinguished guests, come here and take a look. These are precious knives that can cut iron like clay."

The three of them came to a counter. There were rows of sharp blades filled with cold light on the shelves. Cao An was dazzled by the sight of them.

"Which handle is better?" Cao An asked Monk Sanyang.

Sanyang shook his head: "None of the handles are good. These are ninth-grade blades at most. The real good ones are in the private room on the second floor. For work, we want to taste tea. Go call your shopkeeper."

After hearing Sanyang's words, Work's eyes lit up, he was meeting an expert.

Qiwen Tower has the rules of Qiwen Tower. In this chaotic ghost market, good things cannot be shown to others casually.

The 'tea tasting' mentioned just now means staying overnight in Goulan Courtyard, while placing it in Qiwen Building means buying high-end goods. That's a big deal!
  Sheng Ji nodded and bowed in a hurry: "Young man is really ignorant, so please invite the three distinguished guests to the private room on the second floor."

"Well, lead the way. I heard that you recently obtained a batch of Nanchu knives from Shudao?"

"Hey! I'm really well informed! The goods just arrived three days ago."

"Take it out and take a look. Nanchu's sword is heavy but not heavy. It can be considered a very good entry-level knife."

Sanyang took the lead and walked in front. The Buddhist intention that he had been talking about when he came was gone. Instead, he turned into an expert in the ghost market. He was full of slander. Are you a monk?
  Going up to the second floor, there were obviously fewer customers here.

Of course, there are more experts guarding it. After all, it is a large transaction, and it is necessary to prevent Xiaoxiao from causing trouble.

After entering the private room and sitting down, it didn't take long for a middle-aged man with a mustache to arrive, with a smile on his face, and two young men behind him holding wooden boxes.

"I am the shopkeeper of this Qiwen Building. I really neglected the three of you. I heard that your distinguished guest wants to see a knife? Our products are all high-quality and will definitely suit your needs."

The shopkeeper said and asked the boy to open the five brocade boxes in his hands.

For a moment, cold light filled the air and energy burst out. Even if the five blades had just been unsheathed, they were already exuding a fierce aura. It looked like a good knife at first glance, and Cao An was greatly moved.

Monk Sanyang started directly. He gently stroked the five blades with his right finger, and bursts of sharp sounds rang in his ears. He looked at the material, listened to the sound, and felt the breath, and he quickly got the result.

"Among the five knives, four are from Nanchu, and this one is the best among them, reaching the peak level of seventh grade."

Hearing the monk's professional comments, the shopkeeper's smile became even brighter.

"This distinguished guest is an expert at first glance! This sword is called [Hundred Waters]. It is light in weight, but can cut a hundred-foot waterfall when swinging the sword. It is definitely a rare and good sword!"

The shopkeeper saw the hope of big business and touted his own sword vigorously.

In the eyes of ordinary warriors, eighth-grade weapons are already considered good treasures. Looking at the entire ghost market, there are only a handful of shops that can produce seventh-grade weapons.

The shopkeeper is very confident. Knife-loving warriors will definitely not be able to take their eyes away when they see this knife.

This is indeed the case for Cao An.

[Baishui] is shaped like its name, resembling a wild goose feather waist knife. The tip of the knife is slightly upward, and the surface of the knife is like a mountain and river with hundreds of lines flowing. It is beautiful and has a majestic power.

Even Cao An, who is just starting out, can't help but be attracted by this knife.

Of course, whether to buy it or not depends on the financial resources of Monk Sanyang.

After all, the shopkeeper asked for 15 taels of silver, which made Cao An take a breath on the spot.

Looking at Monk Sanyang again, this monk nodded in agreement: "There is very little leakage of Nanchu's seventh-grade sword. Although your price is a bit high, it is reasonable. I want this sword."

Not counter-offer? And such a wealthy boss?

The shopkeeper's smile was more sincere than facing his own father, and he kept praising them for their vision.

Quickly asking the boy to get the contract, the shopkeeper asked Sanyang to please: "This distinguished guest, do you think you should pay directly with a banknote? Or exchange for goods?"

As a shop in the ghost market, Qiwen Building supports a variety of transaction methods such as cash, banknotes, treasure exchange, etc. There is always one suitable for customers.

But today, they were lucky enough to witness another way of trading.

I saw Monk Sanyang taking off his felt hat, revealing his shiny bald head.

Then he clasped his hands together, said a Buddhist doctrine, his face was peaceful and dignified, his eyes were full of Buddha's thoughts, he smiled at the shopkeeper and said:
  "I'm a poor monk here to ask for alms."

(End of this chapter)