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

Chapter 93 Setup and Betrayal

To serve is to guard the border.

Black slaves and their ilk are vulgar and barbaric. They will only do evil in the three-acre land of the ghost market and make people despise them.

But at the same time, they are also the guardians of this dark place.

Under the black labor, in the abyss, lies the biggest secret of the Daxing Dynasty. No one wants to wait day and night in this place where the sun never shines all year round to break the tomb.

"Unless it's a group of defeated generals." The leader picked up his Xuanhua axe, and his momentum came like a stormy wave.

This realm...

"Third grade, it seems that Master Fan's style is still as good as before!" Pan Daxi, who had been silent until now, suddenly interjected. It was obvious that he knew the other person.

It's just that these third-level experts are among the top experts in the entire Shangjiang City, but they are willing to stay here and be the leader of a group of rat-like gangsters?

Head Fan carried the ax and looked at Pan Daxi and said, "I saw that you were silent just now, so I thought you didn't recognize me."

"I didn't recognize him just now, but now I feel a little familiar." Pan Daxi obviously meant something in his words.

The person he knew well was the ambitious general, not the scheming underworld boss just now.

Mr. Fan just smiled softly. Maybe it had been accumulated for too long. People's fighting spirit will always be worn away by time.

Turning his head, Master Fan looked at Ying Huorong: "You are so old! Are you married?"

"Huh? Do you know me?" Ying Huorong was surprised. In her mind, she had never seen this person before.

"Of course you don't remember me. When you were young, when your father and I were fighting in front of the battle, he was holding you while fighting me. Damn it, that humiliation, I will remember him forever."

As Mr. Fan spoke, he couldn't help but cursed, but there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia in his curse.

"Are you a general of the enemy country?" Cao An instantly understood the identity of Master Fan. No wonder Pang Shi didn't dare to provoke this man, and he couldn't beat him again and again. If pressed hard, this man would really kill people.

It is a pity for an enemy general, especially a talented and famous general, to be captured alive and then beheaded.

But when the court really wants to use him, it needs to consider his loyalty. The more powerful a famous general is, the easier it is for him to lead an army and rebel against the court.

Perhaps for this reason, after the defeat of the Fan family, he led a group of remnant soldiers to guard this place.

For the imperial court, this is the safest way. Under the supervision of the Imperial City Department, even if a group of top-notch people gather together, they will not be able to get on the stage.

As for Master Fan, he also agreed.

Because he doesn't want to sacrifice his life for the enemy, but he needs to work hard to gain a better life for his hometown people who have destroyed the country.

Guarding this immortal tomb is the best outcome.

"But it seems we can't hold on any longer. Is everyone here? Come down with me!"

"Yes!"

Although gangsters usually cause trouble, that's just the way to survive in the ghost market.

Speaking of elites, they still have a group. Forty people were transferred here, all of them were masters of level six or above, and they began to march towards the Immortal Tomb.

Although according to Cao An's intelligence, the Immortal Tomb was hidden under a black slave.

But in his first impression, the word '下' was understood to mean basement, underground stairs, etc.

Cao An once suspected that this group of people were just jumping on other people's graves and digging a hundred meters down would be able to see the tombs.

Unexpectedly, the so-called "under the black slaves" refers to a cliff that crosses the black slaves headquarters.

The chasm stretches for hundreds of miles, is bottomless, and the cliff is so steep that it is impossible for ordinary people to climb it.

If we could find a way to fly in the air, could we just fly down?

"A fool tried it before and rode a demon eagle down."

"The results of it?"

"Who knows, he never came up, and half of the people were gone. At least in my opinion, the only way to get down is to take this mountain road."

Following Master Fan, everyone came to a cliff.

Looking down, a continuous winding mountain path leads to the bottom of the abyss.

On weekdays, Heiyi is not so much guarding the immortal tomb as guarding the only mountain road.

"Did you develop this mountain road?"

"Of course not. This is a black stone wall. When we fought in the past, it could be used as a city defense. How could I have the spare time to arrange for people to dig it. I was released from prison 10 years ago, and this place has been like this."

Was this ten years ago?
  But wasn’t the Ghost City also formed during the war ten years ago?
  Judging from the puzzled expression on Pangshi's side, he probably didn't know much about it. The only person on the scene who knew the whole story was probably the autistic and emotional Red Fox Queen.

Master Fan threw a torch down, and it went out within a few feet. After waiting for a long time, there was no sound in response.

"The vibration should have come from below. I hope it won't cause any trouble."

Head Fan comforted himself, took a new torch, and asked Cao An and the others, "What about you, will you come down with us?"

"Of course, since I'm here, I also want to see what the Immortal Tomb looks like." Cao An smiled and nodded.

But before going down, he glanced behind him without leaving any trace.

It wasn't until Mr. Ma, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared again and nodded slightly that Cao An felt relieved, raised the torch and followed.

……

The mountain road was rugged and it was impossible to march on a large scale. Counting the Tsing Yi Department and the Imperial City Division, plus the escorted Leopard couple, there were a total of fifty people on this trip.

A torch in human hands, mixed with monster bone powder, can burn for an hour, and it can be regarded as the only source of light in this darkness.

It's just that this fire is getting darker and darker as it goes away.

After walking about ten feet of stairs, when I raised my head and looked again, I felt as if I were walking a thousand feet deep. The cliff above my head was long and dark.

"Has this place always been so weird?" Cao An couldn't help but ask.

The torch in his hand seemed to be swallowed up by the endless darkness. It seemed to be burning, but it could only illuminate a two-meter area around him, which was not as good as a hair on his legs.

Mr. Fan, who was walking in front, was obviously used to this mountain road. Regardless of whether he had a torch or not, he strode straight down.

He kept mumbling: "When I first came here, it was even weirder. There was a roar down there every three days and a tremor every five days. I was worried that this place would collapse."

"What then?"

"Later, the supervisor from Si Tianjian came, set up a formation, and brought in some vendors along the way, and the place calmed down."

The roar proves that there are still living creatures in this so-called immortal tomb.

And releasing people into the ghost market is very much like absorbing the smoke and smoke of the human world.

The two factors confirm that this immortal tomb buried in the ground is probably more like the evil seal place.

But the Red Fox Queen had clearly told him that this fairy tomb represented the essence of imperial power, which was very intriguing.

"It's interesting, haha, it's interesting." Cao An thought to himself and couldn't help laughing. No wonder it is said that the war 10 years ago was the beginning of the decline of the entire Daxing Dynasty. Judging from the mess encountered along the way, I am afraid that Emperor Wan Jing's mentality at that time was also exploded.

Pang Shi next to him saw Cao An laughing out loud in a very unprofessional manner, so he could only pretend to cough and remind him twice.

Then he walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "Cao An, you seem to have been exposed to a lot of things recently!"

"It's not bad. I made some friends and got some inside information."

From the beginning when he didn't even recognize his own Tisi, to now casually mentioning Immortal Tomb, Cao An's growth is obvious to all.

Did the banner leaders of the Tsing Yi Department take the initiative to tell Cao An?

I'm afraid not. The Tsing Yi Department itself has a lot of secrets. Cao An has just joined the job and it's impossible to escape them all without any worries. Cao An's source of information is very strange.

"Can you tell me how you knew someone had entered this immortal tomb?"

"It was said by a tomb robber."

"What's his name?"

"I didn't ask. There are rules on others' roads and they won't leave their names. I just asked for some information."

Gold diggers are very careful. Breaking into tombs and stealing is inherently harmful to the world. Leaving your name behind will only cause more trouble.

Anyway, that person would come to him for treatment if he had new information, and Cao An didn't bother to ask.

Seeing that Pang Shi still wanted to ask more questions, Cao An could only wave his hand: "He is just a touch of Jinke. He doesn't know much. If you want more detailed information, go and check it yourself."

"Where to check?"

"Of course I'm going to the imperial court to find out who's behind Mr. Gong."

Gong Shilang had two masters.

One of them is closer, but he is not in Shangjiang City.

Another group assigned him to go to Jiaofangsi to treat people, and his status must be high. He shouldered everything by himself. Was he covering for the Minister of Punishment? Or follow the orders of the young minister of Dali Temple?
  There was no evidence at hand, and officials above the rank of minister were not something that Shuixiu, like him, could check at will. It only depended on the ability of Pang Duzhi.

Listening to Cao An's words, Pang Shi's face turned blue and white.

The more detailed the case is, the more trouble it will cause. Is it almost possible to find the minister?
  Do we still want this imperial court?

"No, no, what's the purpose of the imperial court?" Mr. Fan, who was walking in front, grinned and made sarcastic remarks.

He used to be a general, but after staying in this ghost market for a long time, he became a bandit. He talked carelessly and cursed the downfall of the imperial court.

Cao An was also amused at the side: "I say Master Fan, you are not qualified to make sarcastic remarks. The suspect is your wife. If you didn't leave in the past few days, I'm afraid this fairy tomb won't make such a big fuss."

One sentence made Master Fan fall silent.

Indeed, with him guarding this place and patrolling every three days, no one would have the chance to cause trouble.

"Why did you leave Shangjiang City?"

"Half a month ago, Kong Ling told me that there was a snow disaster in Beiyan. The local officials did not handle it properly and the people were miserable. If I don't go back, life will be difficult for the people!"

Beiyan was the former hometown of Master Fan. Unfortunately, it was defeated by the powerful Daxing Dynasty more than ten years ago and the country was destroyed.

He did not go to death because he knew in his heart that only by living can the people whose country and family were ruined live a better life. Even if he was only assigned to guard the immortal tomb, he could intimidate Xiaoxiao when necessary.

But this time, he was obviously plotted by the person next to him. As soon as he walked away, something happened to his back.

"And it seems that your matter is not a small one."

"Ready to fight!!"

Angry shouts rang out, and a confrontation broke out instantly.

Everyone had reached the ground at this moment. When they looked up, the top was already dark. The place where they were was more like an underground platform.

On the flat ground, there are grooves with complicated patterns. Lines of turbid smoke flow out from the edge of the cliff and slowly merge into a cave along the grooves.

If the guess is correct, this should be the formation set up by the supervisor of Si Tianjian himself, using the human smoke and smoke sinking in the ghost market to suppress the immortal tomb.

Only now, the flowing smoke was blocked, replaced by buckets of blood.

A woman dressed in sequoia was leading a dozen men in black, pouring blood into the center of the formation. The blood slowly flowed into the hole through the grooves, with a faint crimson light seeping out.

From time to time it was accompanied by growls and tremors, which was very strange.

"Stop it all!"

Headmaster Fan took the lead and slashed across with his battle axe.

Unexpectedly, this group of people was not willing to fight. When they saw the attack, they chose to retreat without hesitation, and stood together at the door farther away.

Everyone quickly stopped the barrels on the ground to prevent the blood from flowing into the hole.

Mr. Fan was furious. He hoped that this was a misunderstanding and that his wife was just being held hostage.

But now, it's all over.

"You lied to me, you have been lying to me all these years!" Master Fan's eyes turned red.

It can be seen that he has been sincere in these years, but unfortunately the woman named Kong Ling in front of him is just using him.

Kong Ling had a ladylike temperament about her, but the courage she displayed at this moment was far beyond what ordinary women could possess.

Even though the war was about to break out now, she stepped forward fearlessly and looked at Master Fan affectionately.

"Maybe I came here for selfish reasons at first, but now I love you, and I have never lied to you."

"Didn't you lie to me? What are these!"

"These are just the starting points for my restoration of Beiyan. My husband, you are old and no longer have the all-powerful spirit you once had. You should not obey Daxing."

clang!
  As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of weapons clashing suddenly came from behind.

The black servants rebelled, and the elders who had advocated going against the imperial court in the meeting hall just now all aimed their weapons at the big boss.

The Hua Leopard couple they were escorting naturally broke free from their restraints and took out the Yin-Yang Shuttle with a grin.

It is said that thieves have their ways. There were forty black slaves when they came down, but now only Ding Yi and a few key people are left with them. This wave of infiltration is really fatal.

"It's a good plan to lead us into this underground world and set up traps to kill us." Cao An pulled out the Hundred Water Sword and looked around cautiously.

He knew that arresting people this time would not be that simple. He didn't expect that even Hua Bao and his wife were acting.

Cao An looked at Kong Ling and asked, "I don't believe you can accomplish such a large-scale infiltration by yourself. Who is behind you?"

Kong Ling smiled softly, with an inexplicable sadness in her eyes: "Master Cao, my parents and family all died in front of you, can't you still guess my identity?"

Died in front of me?
  Cao An's pupils shrank: "You are the daughter of that foreign minister from the Ministry of Industry!"

(End of this chapter)