Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Wherever there is danger, wherever there is death, there are trees.

"But our official duty as head catcher actually includes arresting this troublesome monster?" Qiao Mu was a little confused.

He is now a sixth-grade martial artist, already at the same level as the original Yancheng City Lord. He has also practiced the Longevity Fist, Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu and other superior martial arts, and his eyesight is not bad.

He could see that all the agents in this yamen were basically in the training stage.

Captors like Qian Qian can only practice ninth-level jin. Even ninth-level warriors like Qian Captor, whose energy and blood have declined, still seem to have internal energy, so actual combat is relatively weak.

The only person worthy of Qiao Mu's second glance was Mr. Chen, whose martial arts was at about seventh or eighth level... But that was only for a second glance.

Ordinary arrests and arrests only deal with trivial matters such as local gangsters and thieves, let alone such evil monsters.

"Of course we can't deal with the public police, so isn't the Xuantian Sect's Immortal coming now?" Qian Captou said with a smile, looking at the face of the female monk Mingyue, with a hint of yearning.

It is said that immortals can live forever. Who doesn't yearn for it?

The female cultivator of the Xuantian Sect, named Mingyue, smiled and said:

"In this operation, I will have to trouble all the public arrests a lot."

"You don't need to deal with this impermanent monster. It's quite powerful and may hurt you. If you find any trace of the monster, just let me know."

"Shangxian is really kind-hearted."

"The Immortal is still concerned about the safety of us mortals." The detectives breathed a sigh of relief.

They are all mortal bodies, and they don't want to deal with the so-called monsters.

Female cultivator Mingyue continued to smile and said:

"This monster feeds on the energy of death, so it will often appear near dying people, that is, in hospitals, prisons, etc. You can pay more attention to it."

"But if you do encounter that monster, remember not to kill it with a fatal blow."

"Huh? Why is this?" asked the head catcher.

"Because...God has the virtue of good life. This evildoer has hurt people, and it is too easy to kill it. Therefore, I will bring it back to the sect and punish it separately. I will serve my immortal sect as a guilty person and use The long years will pay for the sins it committed little by little," the nun replied.

The detectives were silent for a moment.

"Indeed. God has the virtue of good life."

"The Immortal is right."

At this time, a tough-headed catcher cleared his throat again and stood up.

"According to the laws of Great Flame, murderers will certainly be punished by death."

"I dare to ask this immortal, this evildoer killed people, but he can enter the immortal gate and continue to live."

"So, is the life of this hybrid monster that can smell the aura of death more valuable than the lives of my people in Dayan?"

Female cultivator Mingyue looked at Qiao Mu who stood out from the crowd, and the warm smile that had always been on her face faded unconsciously.

Just as he was about to have an attack, there was a burst of footsteps outside the yamen.

A group of officers and soldiers holding swords pushed open the door, broke in, and surrounded the police officers inside.

This shocked the detectives. What kind of operation was this? Officers and soldiers surrounded six doors?

"Which one is Joe Piff?" the leading sergeant asked.

"That's me." Qiao Mu guessed something and smiled calmly.

"Someone has accused you of discussing government affairs in a teahouse and slandering the current emperor...arrest you!"

It was originally the job of the police to arrest criminals, but Qiao Mu himself was the head catcher, so he specially dispatched officers and soldiers this time.

But as soon as these words came out, Qian Captou, who had been very friendly before, reacted quickly and was the first to rush over and catch Qiao Mu.

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ps: By the way, let’s talk about last month’s reward. Judging from the data as of last night, monthly tickets and rewards total 18+7=25.

An update of 2K, I paid back 7.5 in the past few days, leaving 17.5.

The daily minimum is 4K, and any extra will be counted as additional updates, so aim for 6-8K per day next.

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Qiao Mu did not resist and was quickly caught on the spot.

However, the first person to make a move was Qian Qianqian, the head catcher with whom he had a pleasant chat just now, which surprised him a bit.

Isn't this guy's face changing a little too quickly?

"Captain Qiao, don't blame me." Qian Qian looked serious, walked closer to Qiao Mu and lowered his voice:

"Imagining the government and slandering the world will probably lead to death..."

"I had a great conversation with you just now, so I have to draw a clear line. I have a sixty-year-old father who was lost..."

"Stop it, stop it, there's no need to say this." Qiao Mu was very calm.

He was escorted away calmly by the group of officers and soldiers, preparing to be sent to prison.

This sudden storm came and went so quickly that people couldn't help but murmur.

The main reason was that Qiao Mu was too calm and calm. He didn't look like someone who was about to go to prison or even die. I don't know, he thought it was the officers and soldiers who invited him to dinner.

"Captain Qiao has only been here a few days?"

"What is this crime? A headhunter is making arrogant comments about government affairs?"

"What on earth did he say that would trigger the officers and soldiers to arrest him?"

The unsuspecting detectives whispered, while the few detectives who had followed Qiao Mu into the teahouse kept silent.

They knew about it, but what Qiao Mu said before was so treacherous... they didn't even dare to repeat it in private.

Qiao Mu had just arrived a few days ago, and his speech was quite bohemian, so he couldn't be said to be very likable, so these detectives didn't have much emotional ups and downs. After being surprised, their attention returned to just now. The case went up.

The female cultivator Mingyue continued to talk about the case with the gang of detectives, but after being contradicted by Qiao Mu just now, the warm smile on her face disappeared and became indifferent.

This even made these detectives feel a little bit guilty about the arrest of Qiao.

"In short, this impermanent monster is difficult to deal with. Its true identity is unknown. It may be a tiger monster. If you encounter it, don't rely on your bravery. Just inform me as soon as possible."

After saying that, the female monk Mingyue stretched out her hand and threw it, and the paper crane grew in the wind. She jumped up and flew away quickly on the paper crane, leaving only the back of everyone.

"What a fairy trick."

"It's not like us martial artists, who only know how to punch and kick..."

All the catchers are envious.

Their eyesight was not strong enough to clearly see the paper crane flying far away, so they did not notice the female monk Mingyue on the paper crane, and her shoulders were shaking slightly.

"It's so comfortable to show one's holiness in front of others."

The female monk Mingyue looked satisfied.

Within the Xuantian Sect, she was actually just a servant disciple who raised spiritual beasts.

Although she is a servant disciple of the sect saint Wu Qingxin, and is highly appreciated by the saint, she is only a servant after all.

Although she has practiced immortality, her cultivation level is not high and she is still mortal. The only skill she has in the sect is the art of raising spiritual beasts.

But if she reaches this mortal world, she will become an immortal.

Mortals can't tell which of these immortal cultivators are strong or weak. Anyway, they are all superior immortals and immortals.

"What I did just now was a bit inappropriate. I treated these mortals with a smile at first, but I didn't expect it to be inappropriate."

She originally thought that if she treated each other with a smile, and as a Supreme Immortal of the Xuantian Sect, most of these mortals would be flattered and work harder...

"But I didn't expect that this mortal doesn't know how to show appreciation and has no sense of propriety at all. How dare he contradict me?"

"Forget it...anyway, that person has been captured by the officers and soldiers, and he is destined to die anyway."

"The most important thing now is to catch the impermanent monster." Mingyue thought to herself:

"If that monster really feeds on death energy and can smell death energy, then I can be regarded as having made a contribution to the sect this time."

The death energy is unclear, intangible, and ethereal, but it does exist. It is a fleeting energy that can only be emitted by the creatures in this world when they are about to die.

Only a few demons with extraordinary talents can smell the death energy of this creature.

Originally, these monsters were not particularly rare.

Many years ago, demonic monks killed and skinned this monster to contain the death energy, and in order to do so, they slaughtered hundreds of living creatures to refine evil magic weapons... This kind of harvesting method has always been despised by righteous monks.

This kind of thing became a big deal and once angered the martial saints in the secular world.

As a result, not only was this demonic monk beaten to death by the Martial Saint, but the Martial Saint also ordered his Wu Jihui to kill the monsters. From then on, the kind of monsters that could detect the aura of death were almost extinct.

"If you get this monster, you might be able to raise it with the saint's green-eyed flying tiger. When the tiger cub reaches adulthood, it might be able to give birth to cubs that can see the aura of death..."

The female cultivator Mingyue thought further and further, and flew away on the paper crane.

.....

Within the prison of Fucheng.

"be honest."

"Joppiff, you can be considered a member of the public family after all. Don't make trouble when you enter the cell, and save each other's decency."

"He is the newly arrived public arrester...that is to say, he is a martial arts practitioner, put on the iron chain."

Qiao Mu didn't resist, and was very cooperative as if he couldn't be offended. He asked him to raise his right hand and never move his left foot, letting others do whatever he wanted.

While cooperating with the jailer to put the chains on him, he asked with a little anticipation: "Brother, do you know when the boss will kill me?"

"It shouldn't be Qiu Hou Wenzhan, it's only spring now, it's been too long."

"It's been too long since autumn, just seize the day."

“I don’t think people’s tax money should be wasted.”

"Is it over yet? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?" The jailer was annoyed by the question and roared.

"Yes, it's quite urgent, why not do it while it's hot... No, do it now, you don't have to choose the time."

"I hope it will be louder during the execution. I like to be lively. How about asking the prefect of Heyang to come over and have a look?"

The jailers looked at each other, some of them unable to see clearly where this man was coming from.

It can be said that he has a death wish, but this man is so calm and calm that going to prison is as natural as going home.

It's so weird, completely out of character.

Could it be that...you are confident?

He was sure that he would not die, so he jumped like this?

"I heard that this person is an outsider. He was arrested as soon as he arrived in Heyang Fucheng. It seems that there is someone above him?"

"There must be someone above, so there must be someone... What he committed was to make irresponsible remarks on government affairs and insult the emperor! Who has such a tough backstage and is not afraid of being handed the blame?"

The jailers discussed it for a while, but couldn't figure out the reason at all.

They all spoke politely, out of caution, lest this Joepiff really be someone they couldn't afford to offend.

The cell door was closed, the jailer left, and Qiao Mu was chained in this small prison.

There was a small square window on the wall of the prison. It was already nighttime, and the faint moonlight filtered in through the small window, illuminating the small piece of straw mat on the floor. Dust was floating in the beam.

The air was humid, with a faint musty smell. Qiao Mu took two tentative steps, pulling on the iron chain behind him and making a crisp sound that spread far in the empty prison.

"It's so quiet..."

Qiao Mu closed his eyes slightly.

His apparent identity was just that of a newly arrived chief, so even if he made arrogant comments about government affairs, only some sergeants were dispatched to arrest him, and no high-level experts came to arrest him.

Therefore, no one has discovered that he is a sixth-grade warrior yet. He is just regarded as an eighth- or ninth-grade warrior who has just practiced his strength and is put on a chain.

Can the inner strength of a sixth-grade warrior break this iron chain? Qiao Mu had no intention of trying.

Mainly because the cell was quiet and nice, and he didn't want to leave.

Born to be immortal, he can be at ease no matter where he goes. Qiao Mu's emotions are very stable.

"Ahem..." A voice soon broke the brief calm.