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

Chapter 85 Sanyang is possessed by the devil
  At night, there is thunder.

In the Tsing Yi Department office, most of the officers have taken a break.

Cao An returned to the courtyard with a complicated expression and saw the clerk who usually ran errands next to Zhu Xian.

While enthusiastically taking the umbrella from him, he said with a smile: "Master Cao, I'm afraid it's going to rain late tonight. It's too dark to work. Master Tisi asked everyone to rest early. You It’s been a tiring day, let’s get up tomorrow morning and continue investigating the case.”

A good leader who is considerate of his subordinates can indeed boost morale.

Unfortunately, looking at Liang Qifeng's stern face, you can tell that he is not that kind of person.

On the other hand, this young official's face was full of enthusiasm, and he kept boasting about Cao An's ability to solve cases, as if he would get up together tomorrow and all his troubles would be solved.

"But I don't want to sleep yet!" Cao An's face was as calm as water, staring at the clerk, and said softly: "I want to see Monk Sanyang."

One sentence made the clerk's body tremble suddenly, and the smile on his face froze.

"Sir, it's so late, Master Sanyang must have gone to bed."

"Really? Why do I think that maybe he is not in the room at all? The dungeon? The martial arts arena? Or the empty Demon Sealing Building that has never been used?"

"S-Sir, you..." The little official's face could no longer hide what was going on.

"Your concentration is not good enough yet! Go and learn from Zhu Xian tomorrow." Cao An walked up to the clerk and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your guidance. This department is really lively tonight. of."

"The Qing Yi Shen Xing Gong"

Regardless of the obstruction of the clerk behind him, Cao An turned into a stream of blue wind and quickly moved through the office.

The area of ​​the Tsing Yi Department is not small. There are prisons for holding mortals, and there is also a demon sealing building to suppress evil spirits. However, it has been left idle because of poor performance.

But today, the Demon Sealing Tower ushered in his job: to suppress Sanyang.

Ate~
  Cao An pushed open the door of the Demon Sealing Tower, and faced the terrifying evil wind.

His body sank, as if he had fallen into a quagmire. In the chaotic world, only a pair of scarlet eyes were left staring at him.

Fear, greed, blood, jealousy...

Countless negative emotions came over him, as if they were about to overwhelm his will.

"Wan Chao Jin!" Cao An's concentration suddenly shook.

Boom!
  As if the entangled evil ghost was shattered, his body finally regained its weight, and his consciousness returned to the Demon Sealing Tower.

"I originally wanted Zhu Xian to stop you, but he said that with your intelligence, you will definitely see the flaws and don't want to be the bad guy." Not far away, the whisper of Tisi Liang Qifeng came.

Cao An looked up.

The originally dim Demon Sealing Tower was now like a blood-red hell. In the center of the spacious hall, several golden iron chains fell from the sky, locking one person tightly.

"Roar!!! Kill! Kill!"

The human figure roared like a wild beast, with a turbid evil energy running rampant on his body. His limbs were twisted and struggling, his eyes were as red as blood, and no trace of humanity could be seen.

"You never told me that Sanyang would be in such a state." Cao An looked at the scene in front of him, and the situation had far exceeded his expectations.

Monk Sanyang, a disciple of Buddhism, was roaring like a mad demon at this moment, spewing out countless blood energy.

There seemed to be countless resentful spirits struggling and shouting, with a ferocious appearance. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a demon.

And right in front of Sanyang, Pan Daxi fulfilled his duty as a guard, flashing his golden scale shoulder pads and releasing his golden chain to suppress evil spirits.

Turning sideways, Ying Huorong stood there worriedly, unable to help, and could only watch Sanyang wailing in pain.

Perhaps only Liang Qifeng is the calmest, he has always been like this.

"I won't tell you, but there is no benefit in knowing some secrets. I didn't expect that you would find out first."

That's not nonsense! Cao An silently rolled his eyes.

"Since I joined the Tsing Yi Department, Mr. Tisi has not come to see me once to handle a case. Today he came in high spirits. Naturally, I will be suspicious."

Chief Liang Qifeng, to put it nicely, is as stable as Mount Tai, sitting in charge of the Tsing Yi Department.

To put it bluntly, Cao An suspected that this person was not doing anything serious on weekdays. Every time he showed up, he was involved in a love trap, which was a headache.

Today I was sipping tea with great interest and ran over to see them perform a bone examination. It felt wrong even thinking about it.

"Is this what you are doing?" Cao An did not hesitate and handed the page he just got to Liang Qifeng.

Liang Qifeng glanced at it with a sneer on his lips...

Well, it might be a happy smile, but it just looks more sinister.

"This was given to you by Qiao Yundong from the six doors just now, right? You tell me directly, do you choose to believe us?"

"What else? Do you believe in this corrupt and bloated court?" Cao An asked back. He didn't need to hesitate at all about taking sides.

Looking at Sanyang who was screaming in pain in front of him, maybe he looked like a madman, but the Tsing Yi Department was also working hard to suppress him. The Tsing Yi Department had fulfilled this responsibility.

Looking back at the imperial court.

The minister of the Ministry of Justice is a multi-faceted spy, the foreign minister of the Ministry of Industry is a producer, the six-door policeman accepts bribes and accomplices, the captain of the Demon Slayer Department colludes with the underworld, the young minister of Dali Temple is greedy for merit and rushes into the world...

All put together, even if this Daxing is a giant tree, the heart of the tree has begun to decay.

Liang Qifeng shook his head and said in a heavy and slow tone: "Perhaps the decay of this tree is far more serious than you think, because its roots are also broken."

The roots are broken?
  "You mean...the current Holy One..."

"In the great prosperity of ten years ago, when all the nations came to the dynasty, they were so prosperous and powerful. What a pity! People's hearts will eventually change, even emperors are no exception."

"Ten years ago? The battle at Changtianmen? What happened in that battle?"

Cao An wanted to know the details of that year, but unfortunately all the participants were tight-lipped, including Lord Tisi in front of him.

Liang Qifeng glanced at Ying Huorong slightly, shook his head, and did not answer. He just brought the topic back to Sanyang.

"When Sanyang was only 8 years old, his family was brutally wiped out by a group of thieves. Of the 311 people in the village, no one survived except him."

"Won't the thief kill him?"

"No, the thief is also dead, and all 32 riders are dead."

"Is there anyone who can help me?"

"It was Sanyang's hand."

……

On the night of the tragedy, there was the same heavy rain and thunder.

Sanyang, who was only 8 years old, watched helplessly as his family members were being slaughtered, and screams could not be heard.

I don’t know what happened next, but according to the Buddhist elders who rushed to the rescue, Sanyang at that time was like an evil spirit possessing him, with black gas coming out of his body, and he was as ferocious as a demon.

Judging from the wounds, they had reason to believe that the thieves were torn apart by Sanyang himself, but the source of this power was unknown.

Later, the Buddhist elders took pity on his loneliness and took him into Buddhism, hoping to use Buddha's will to resolve the evil spirits, but unfortunately the effect was very little.

As Sanyang grows up, his personality becomes uncontrollable. When the Buddha's will is high, treat others kindly.

When evil intentions are high, he becomes as ferocious as a demon.

As a last resort, Buddhism can only let Sanyang enter the mortal world to experience.

It was also by chance that he joined the Wild Wolf Army and vented his murderous intent on the battlefield, finally calming down the evil spirit.

"It's a pity that the general retired ten years ago."

After hearing this story, Cao An also understood why the trouble at hand was difficult to deal with.

Retreating from the battlefield means that the violent evil in the body can no longer be vented through killing and can only be suppressed by oneself.

Don't ask why he didn't change teams and continue to join the army, because he regarded himself as a member of the Wild Wolf Army, and loyalty, in the eyes of these sergeants, was more important than life.

It's just that every time there is a thunderstorm night, the bloody and tragic memory of that night will be awakened, and the evil intentions in the body will grow crazily and cannot be restrained.

Bang thunder!

"Roar!!!"

There was another thunder and lightning, and the black energy on Sanyang's body surged. A ghost pattern appeared on the Yintang. When he opened his mouth, dozens of resentful spirits flew out of his mouth.

Ying Huorong beside him was already prepared. His body was ignited with blazing flames, and a red fox shadow appeared on his back. He jumped into the air and scattered them all with one claw.

This scene is like a seriously ill person who will have an attack every thunderstorm night. Colleagues must always be on guard and try their best to help him rescue him.

"But this is not a long-term solution! Is there no other way?"

"Yes! I've tried this before." Liang Qifeng returned the page in his hand to Cao An.

Looking at this person's face, which was green and black for a while, he asked in a slightly shameful tone for a long time: "If I told you that this corpse flower was brought back and planted on Sanyang's head, would you believe it? ?"

"Believe it!"

"What!! Do you believe it?" Liang Qifeng looked at him in shock.

Liang Qifeng himself didn't believe such an outrageous excuse, but Cao An actually believed it?

"Because I heard him talking to Xiaojiu before about burying his head in the soil to plant flowers and multiple seeds. Isn't that weird?"

"..."

The Taoist gate has three flowers gathered on the top, and the Buddhist gate has a pure altar with flowers.

Perhaps to outsiders, these are descriptions of state of mind.

But there is no guarantee that the weird Xiao Jiu has some weird methods, such as actually burying himself in the soil, and then planting seeds on his forehead to force flowers to grow.

Liang Qifeng also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Cao An's words.

He was really afraid that Cao An wouldn't be able to accept it. After all, a corpse flower suddenly appeared in the coffin, along with a perverted murderer. This was completely consistent with Sanyang's situation.

Cao An sneered at this: "To put it bluntly, Lord Tisi doesn't trust me!"

"It's not that I don't trust you, I just think you are too upright, and I'm worried that you will directly deal with Sanyang."

Cao An:? ? ?
  "Me? Integrity!!!"

Cao An heard the funniest joke so far, and someone actually thought he was honest? If you hadn't kept a close eye on him, he would have led Tinder into the room long ago.

"Is not it?"

Liang Qifeng turned his head and asked very seriously: "Let me ask you, what are you going to do this morning?"

"Of course I'm going to find Master Tian to create a treasure!"

"Where is Master Tian now?"

"Others...yes! Where is Master Tian?"

Cao An was suddenly shocked. He remembered that he carried the corpse into the car. Master Tian also came back with him at that time. Where is the person now?

"In the cell, six officials have come to me today to beg me, hoping that you will release me."

"What? I didn't say I wanted to arrest him! Why is he in the cell?"

"Because he is the biggest suspect in this case! If you bring him back, where will he go if you don't go to the cell?"

"He, he seems... really the first suspect..."

Cao An was dumbfounded, and it seemed that his notoriety had been added to his reputation.

Speaking of which, Master Tian also voluntarily went to jail. Firstly, he felt guilty, and secondly, he did not want to make things difficult for Cao An and hoped to catch the murderer as soon as possible.

After all, judging from the known information, Master Tian is the most suspicious.

It is very likely that he caught up with the two eloping people, killed them in anger, then took up the shop and buried them under the bed.

Then he kept releasing smoke bombs and pretending to be the victim. From beginning to end, there was no murderous maniac.

"Thinking about it like this, I sent one of my own people in again?"

He went to ask the master craftsman to make a treasure, found out about the murder, and sent the master craftsman to jail. This was a script that his relatives would not recognize!
  Thinking like this, a weak voice suddenly came from in front of him.

"Thank you!"

The rain stopped, the evil spirit dissipated, and Sanyang returned to his human form.

Looking at his colleagues around him and the newly joined Cao An, Sanyang thanked him sincerely and then fell into a coma.

Pan Daxi breathed a sigh of relief. The farce tonight was finally over. He put away the golden scale lock, picked up Sanyang and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

Just when passing by Cao An, he suddenly spoke and asked him an enigmatic question in a low voice.

"Cao An! There is a demon in Huorong's body, and there is evil in Sanyang's body. So guess what's in my body?"

With his huge body, he could resist the three yangs like he was carrying a chicken. Standing in front of him, he put great pressure on Cao An.

If there are some more monsters hidden inside this person, it will be difficult for them to subdue them all together!

Cao An swallowed, preparing to receive the bad news from this burly man: "What's in your body?"

Pan Daxi suddenly grinned: "I think there is a lady's heart hidden in my body, haha!!"

"..."

Is this person mentally ill?
  "Don't mind, that's what Pan Jinlin is like." Liang Qifeng looked at Pan Daxi's leaving figure and patted Cao An on the shoulder for comfort.

"Really? He also likes to joke around on weekdays?"

"Yes, he also said that he likes men. Haha, that's really funny."

"..."

Funny? Why do I feel chills on my back?
  (End of this chapter)