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

Chapter 22 Taking advantage of the situation
  A battle with huge disparity in strength was completely a one-sided crushing by Ying Huorong.

She is obviously just a 20-year-old girl, how can she be so powerful! What did she eat growing up!

Panic screams were heard one after another in the streets of the ghost market. Such bad damage had seriously affected the stability of the ghost market. As long as the Huangcheng Division could come back, they would definitely stop it.

However, Qiwen Building may not be able to survive until then, and it will be demolished soon.

"Boom!"

There was a dull tearing sound, and Ying Huorong punched his head, causing the roof beams to collapse along with him, and the entire building began to become shaky.

"Stop!" A loud roar sounded, and five black figures rushed over.

The five of them worked together and exchanged palms with Ying Huorong in the air, finally blocking the attack.

Of course, this is also temporary.

The five black shadows that attacked took several steps back, obviously at a disadvantage. Ying Huorong, whose red clothes were fluttering and graceful, was even more powerful.

and……

"Here comes the master! Then I'm going to get serious!" Ying Huorong's warm-up was over, and now it was about to officially start. The flame energy on his body soared several meters, and even Cao An felt the heat wolf coming.

"Master Ying, Master Sanyang, stop!"

Someone mentioned the names of the two of them. I am afraid that a big shot came forward. Monk Sanyang did not want to fight to the death with the other party. He called out lightly and pulled Ying Huorong back, who was still unfinished.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen more masters appeared, vaguely forming a surrounding posture.

As for the old man who spoke out, he had a goatee, gloomy eyes, and strong energy all over his body. These were undoubtedly reinforcements from the forces behind Qiwen Tower.

It is indeed not easy to be able to thrive in the ghost market.

I'm afraid that there will be a fierce battle next. Cao An tensed up his body nervously, hung his cyan shawl on his body, and was ready to run away at any time by running the "Qing Yi Shen Xing Gong".

The shopkeeper also thought so. When he saw the person coming, he ran over with great joy, nodded and bowed his head and complained: "Master Deacon, these people from the Tsing Yi Department, they actually..."

"shut up!"

Unable to gain a consensus of expressing the same hatred to the outside world, the old man with a goatee glared at the shopkeeper and said: "You don't know the two banner leaders of the Tsing Yi Department. What's the difference between you and a waste? Drag me down!"

Kill your own people first before the formation. This old man is also a ruthless person!
  Looking away from the shopkeeper who was begging for mercy, the old man looked at Monk Sanyang expressionlessly.

Attack? question? A fight?

No, the old man took out a scroll from his sleeve and threw it towards Monk Sanyang.

"How about taking this thing and revealing it today?"

Just talk about peace?
  Cao An didn't know why, but Monk Sanyang seemed to have guessed the ending. He opened the scroll, glanced at it, nodded with satisfaction, and said the Dharma.

"Amitabha, Feng Shishu did the job quickly and neatly. Thank you very much, poor monk. Tinder, let's go."

"Well, I'm looking for a way." Ying Huorong glanced at the way he came. The stairs had been blocked by the beams she had knocked down. If he wanted to leave, he could only find another way out.

Then, she turned around and punched the wall behind her.

boom!
  The road was found. The three-meter-wide hole that had just been dug led directly to the street of the ghost market. It was a very professional way of finding the way. However, the already shaky Qiwen Building now seemed to be even worse.

The excessive behavior made Cao An sweat for her, but the people behind her watched them leave collectively. Even though everyone had a fierce look in their eyes, no one dared to pursue them until they drifted away.

Some people even stole things. "Cao An, look, I took advantage of them not paying attention and picked out the knife that you were interested in." Ying Huorong asked for credit, and handed a wooden box to Cao An. It was the one he had just chosen [Baishui]. 】knife.

But with such a big wooden box, even Cao An noticed it. Is Qiwenlou blind?

They just dare not resist because of your force. This should be regarded as robbing, not picking up.

Cao An took the wooden box hesitantly and asked worriedly: "Master Sanyang, will it cause trouble if I take this thing? Do you want to return it?"

"No need." Sanyang's attitude was as bandit as that of Ying Huorong: "Didn't Deacon Feng just say that this matter has been revealed. Now that the knife is in your hand, it belongs to you."

"Thank you, Master Sanyang, but I'm still very confused, why are their attitudes so good?"

In Cao An's view, the Qiwen Building may not be as simple as it appears. At least it won't shrink back if it is beaten, right?
  Just because the other party made the first move? You can use alms as an excuse, but it seems they are not being reasonable!

Sanyang shook the scroll in his hand and explained: "They didn't dare to fight back, just because they were worried."

"Having concerns? Why do you say that?"

"Guess who is behind them?"

"Black servant?"

"No, it's the Ministry of War. The entanglements of interests within the imperial court are far more complicated than you think."

Listening to Sanyang's words, Cao An felt sweating on the top of his head. These three provinces and six departments didn't look very clean!
  Speaking of oil and water, the Ministry of War naturally does not have as many people as the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Household Affairs, but they also have ways to get some illegal goods and secretly sell them in the ghost market. As a result, Qiwen Tower gradually appeared, and even the Imperial City Department had some Will sell some face.

If it were a routine inquiry, it would be impossible for Qiwenlou to hand over the information.

"Master Sanyang, what you mean is that Deacon Feng already knows our purpose?"

"Of course I know that the reason why Master Shuzheng removed his armor back then was related to the Blackwater Yaochi. I'm afraid Qiwen Tower also wanted to sell us the information at a high price. He didn't expect us to come directly to him."

The arrogant attitude of Qiwen Building for sale is not unreasonable.

With the support of the Ministry of War, they are not afraid of troubles in the Tsing Yi Department. As long as the Imperial City Division and the black guards block the troublemakers, they can join them at court tomorrow morning and force the Tsing Yi Department to compensate for the losses. They are completely confident.

But tonight, Pang Shi suddenly mobilized a large number of people to blockade the ghost market, causing people to panic and Qiwen Tower to be suspicious.

Such a large battle was probably ordered by the current Holy Emperor himself, and its impact was extraordinary.

Under numerous suspicions, the Imperial City Department suddenly withdrew, the Tsing Yi Department rudely launched an attack, and the underworld officer even spread the news that Cao An was investigating the case. Who wouldn't panic after hearing this?

Is this a slap from the imperial court on them? Or do you simply want to take advantage of others? Deacon Feng was not sure either.

Cao An and the others were completely taking advantage of the power of the Imperial City Division. Deacon Feng did not dare to bet the entire Qiwen Tower, so naturally he had no choice but to hand over the information about the Blackwater Yaochi.

No wonder Sanyang said that Cao An had made great achievements and that he could be so confident in this robbery, and it was all because of the Imperial City Division's face-saving.

As for what Cao An is worried about, whether snatching the sword will lead to enmity... It seems that if you return the sword, there will be no enmity...

"I understand, thank you Master Sanyang."

With this explanation, Cao An naturally accepted the Hundred Water Sword with a smile. Before dawn, the three of them quickly left the ghost market, and met the returning Imperial City Division team at the door.

The two sides looked at each other and said nothing.

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(End of this chapter)