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

Chapter 21 The advantage is mine
  "Alchemy! Are you provoking me, Qi Wen Lou?"

Listening to Monk Sanyang's payment method, the shopkeeper of Qiwenlou opposite had already gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, his eyes full of anger.

Beside him, Cao An looked at the monk in astonishment.

What a strange idea and high-end payment method. Cao An couldn't help but praise: Master is good at teaching.

I said, how come a mere monk dares to say that you can choose any treasure in the ghost market? You have never thought about paying, is it just a hardened relationship?
  Monk Sanyang still kept smiling, and started to talk nonsense with a Buddha-like face: "The donor misunderstood, the poor monk really came to beg for alms, and the thing he transformed today is this Hundred Water Sword."

"One hundred and fifty thousand taels of seventh-grade treasured swords can be donated in one go? Why don't you go and grab it!"

"How can alms come quickly if you grab them... Oh, what the poor monk means is that no one stipulates the amount of alms. Today you and I meet here, it is fate, and this thing is destined to my Buddha, why don't the donor be willing to do something good? ?”

I have to say that it is also a very scary thing when a monk starts to be shameless.

Glancing outside the private room, dozens of bodyguards had gathered at this moment, with weapons unsheathed and stern expressions on their faces, as if they were ready to rush into the room at any time to drive away the troublemakers.

Cao An felt that the situation was not good, and quickly whispered to Ying Huorong beside him: "Ying Banner Master, if we continue like this, I'm afraid we will anger each other!"

"It's okay to be irritated!"

"right?"

"Of course, otherwise why would there be an excuse to take action? Don't worry, they only have two to three hundred people, so I have the advantage."

"..."

Seeing Ying Huorong eager to try, Cao An finally realized.

No wonder, no wonder that even though he knew that the Fire Flag Master was prone to trouble, he still arranged for her to come here. From the very beginning, the Tsing Yi Department never thought of conducting a serious investigation!
  Are you preparing for a fight early?
  If we want to fight, please tell us earlier! I'm just a ninth-level warrior, please let me go back first...

"boom!"

There was an angry slap and it was too late for Cao An to retreat.

The shopkeeper of Qiwen Building pointed at Sanyang and shouted angrily: "You bastards! You are so bold that you came to our Qiwen Building to cause trouble!"

"Donor, I'm just here to ask for alms. Are you looking down on us Buddhists by scolding me like this?"

"You! You monk is simply arrogant. Come on, break the legs of these three troublemakers and throw them out!"

After giving the order, six big men poured in at the door.

With a scar on his face and a machete in his hand, he rushed over with a ferocious aura.

"Amitabha, it's just alms, why bother to use force." Sanyang sighed helplessly, as if he didn't cause this conflict.

The thugs don't care about how you eat fast and chant the Buddha's name. In their opinion, this thin-skinned and tender-meat monk has been frightened out of his wits. He actually stood there and chanted the sutra without avoiding it.

Involuntarily, he grabbed the cattail leaf fan with his big hand, but felt that his eyes were blurred, and the monk had already retreated to a place one meter away.

As for the thug's palm, only an iron teapot filled with boiling water was left...

"Ah! It's so hot!" The thug screamed in pain and quickly threw the hot pot out. For a moment, there was another burst of excitement in the private room.

However, due to this commotion, the six thugs stopped, including the one who was burned. They just stared at Sanyang fiercely, not daring to take a step forward.

After living in the ghost market for so many years, I still have a good eye for identifying strong people. Just the movement he made just now, this monk's realm is absolutely extraordinary, and no one dares to rush forward rashly.

It's not going to be a big shot coming. Why don't we find a deacon?
  Thinking like this, Sanyang would not give them a chance.

His face was still full of Buddha's thoughts, peaceful and auspicious, but there was a loud shout in his mouth: "In our Qingyi Department, we pay attention to persuading people with virtue, but since the donors are the first to provoke, don't blame the poor monk! Take action!"

With the power of a Buddhist lion's roar, a majestic roar erupted, and then... He stepped back another two meters... Cao An:? ? ?
  Didn't you agree to take action? What do you mean by retreating to me?
  Sanyang guessed what Cao An was thinking and raised his eyebrows proudly: "It's not our turn to take action against these people."

"It's not our turn." Cao An was stunned for a moment, and a flame rushed out from beside him.

"Burn it for me! Haha~~" Ying Huorong started.

Completely different from the lost and dazed state just now, Ying Huorong seemed to have activated his true nature now, terrifying flames surged around his body, and the unique furniture in the room was instantly ignited.

He clenched his fist with his right hand and blasted it out into the air, like a ferocious wave of fire that swept across the entire venue like wind and clouds, with overwhelming power.

This one really needs to be beaten three hundred times...

"Master Sanyang, won't you go up and help?" Cao An couldn't help but ask.

Last time I saw the monk's footwork that fell from the sky, it was very powerful. With such a strong strength, why did you let Ying Huorong fight alone?

Sanyang looked at Ying Huorong's back with a fatherly smile on his face: "The poor monk grew up watching Huorong. She is innocent and cheerful by nature, and is very lovable. She just has one flaw."

"What shortcomings?"

"So lively."

"Is liveliness considered a shortcoming?" Cao An looked at Sanyang with a strange expression.

Although it was somewhat inappropriate for two men to hide behind their backs and secretly discuss other girls' personalities during the war, in Cao An's definition, liveliness was never a shortcoming.

Who doesn't like a girl who's up and running and happy all day long?

Sanyang closed his eyes, as if some bad memories came to his mind: "When you are dragged out by her to catch thieves every night for a week, you won't think that being lively is a good thing."

"..."

Well, in general, this Ying Huorong is too energetic, so she was arranged to come here to vent her excess energy.

Rumble!
  Explosions continued to explode in Qiwen Building, and the flames seemed to condense into a huge fire fox shadow, following Ying Huorong's offensive, raging crazily.

All the masters from the Qiwen Tower came to increase their numbers, but the strength of the fourth-grade warriors was beyond the ability of this group of people to stop. With her fire claws flying wide open and closed, no one could be her enemy.

There were also people who wanted to attack Cao An and the others to distract Ying Huorong, but the monk was just too lazy to move, which did not mean he was weak.

With a slight stomp of his feet, the Immovable Vajra Formation gathered around him, covering himself and Cao An. No matter how much swords or sticks were used, they could not break through their defenses.

"Stop it! Stop it!" The shopkeeper cried out heartbroken, but unfortunately he got no response at all.

As a last resort, the shopkeeper could only shout to the boy beside him: "Where is the Imperial City Department? Why didn't they come forward when there was such a big commotion?"

"The Imperial City Secretary has just left Yin Yue Fang. I heard that he went to the city to recover the stolen goods."

"What about the black slaves? We pay money every month, why don't they come out to help us?"

"We went to look for him just now. Their third boss, Ding Yi, said that the Tsing Yi Department is handling the case tonight and they will not interfere with any actions."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's heart dropped.

These three people are actually from the Tsing Yi Department?

My mind instantly recalled my boss's instructions this morning: When the Tsing Yi Department comes to inquire about information, be sure to treat it with caution.

But these three people didn’t ask any news!
  Looking at the Qiwen Tower in flames in front of us, how should we treat this cautiously?
  (End of this chapter)