Chapter 211 Haunted
After making his selection, Chen Xian began to look through the others.

Such as a complete list of formations, a complete list of elixirs, a complete list of various demonic auras, types of hidden weapons, and the characteristics of martial arts techniques of some sects and families.

This look lasted for three days.

For the people in the Demon Suppression Bureau, it is necessary to understand these things, which will be helpful in solving cases, arresting people and capturing demons.

During these three days, Chen Xian learned the knowledge and used experience points to upgrade three martial arts and three secret techniques in his spare time.

At the same time, one must also practice the secret technique of [Nine Transformations of Yang God].

He must practice this secret technique for an hour every day, and only after ninety-nine days and eighty-one days can he achieve a life-and-death transition.

If he delays for one day, he will have to practice for two more days. If he delays for two days, he will have to practice for four more days. The amount of work to make up for the loss increases exponentially, which is very troublesome.

In addition, he still lived in the inn every night, and his sister Chen Rong and father Chen Quan also lived there temporarily.

Because the mansion of the Marquis of Shenyong is under construction, it is located on Fengtian Street and not too far away from the Demon Suppression Headquarters, only more than ten miles away.

After it is built, Chen Xian will move in with his sister and father.

In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.

June twenty-nine.

Chen Xian was finally familiar with all the tasks, and he also practiced the three types of grappling techniques and the meridian-sealing and pulse-cutting methods to perfection.

Consumed 3085 experience points.

[Experience: 33902 points]

The three grappling techniques did not consume much experience points, but it was the three methods of sealing meridians and cutting off blood vessels that consumed more experience points.

"Sir, it's been eight days." Peng Dazhuang came to find Chen Xian, because in the eight days since he took office, Chen Xian had been either practicing grappling techniques or reading books to gain knowledge.

They didn't deal much with the affairs of the East City Division. Everyone was still doing their usual things. They were not lazy, but they were not very active either.

Chen Xian finally digested what was in his mind, and his eyes became more vicissitudes and profound.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Chen Xian looked at Peng Dazhuang.

Peng Dazhuang presented a stack of documents to Chen Xian for review.

Some were from the General Office, some were from the East City Office, and some came from the county town below.

Chen Xian took a quick look and then approved them all.

The last thing was to check the monthly salary. He took a quick look and approved it after finding that there was not much difference from the previous ones.

Peng Dazhuang stood by and watched. After Chen Xian finished his criticism, he said, "Sir, the two issues of Tyrant Fist Sect and the haunted Qingchuan County Wang's family have not been resolved. The Qingchuan County Demon Suppression Division is in a state of panic. I hope you can come forward to resolve them."

"I have not been able to find any evidence that the Tyrant Fist Sect is bullying the people. The Lord of Huarong County is also very troubled. I hope the General Manager can come forward to investigate."

Chen Xian asked: "Which of these two cases is more urgent?"

"The Qingchuan County Prince's family!" said Peng Dazhuang.

"Then let's go to Qingchuan County first." Chen Xian stood up and said, "You come with me, and bring two more black-clothed men, and ten thousand households who want to be in the Jade Pill Realm."

"Shall we set off immediately?" asked Peng Dazhuang.

Chen Xian pondered for a moment and said, "After lunch."

He still had to go back to the posthouse.

"By the way, has there been any unusual movement in the direction of the Black Abyss recently?" Chen Xian suddenly looked at Peng Dazhuang and asked.

Regarding the unusual movements in the Black Abyss, Emperor Ning secretly gave him the task of investigating secretly. He wanted to see if Peng Dazhuang had heard any news.

After all, Peng Dazhuang is not a simple person, and his identity is not simple either. He is a member of the Peng family, one of the seven major families in Fengtian City.

The Peng family has been passed down in Fengtian City for eight hundred years, from the Daqing Dynasty to the present. There is a powerful person in the family who is half a step into the supernatural realm.

The so-called half-step supernatural power means that the strength of cultivation is between the peak of the All-Things Realm and the Supernatural Power Realm, which is considered to be very powerful.

Peng Dazhuang's eyes flickered slightly and he said, "I wonder what aspect you are referring to?"

Chen Xian said: "I have heard something about it, but I don't know much about Heiyuan. Tell me whatever news you know."

Peng Dazhuang thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about the Black Abyss. I heard that a beast tide broke out in the central area, and even the powerful Demon Saint was affected and fled to the outskirts of the Black Abyss."

"What is in the central area?" Chen Xian asked.

Peng Dazhuang shook his head: "Rumor has it that there is a tomb deep inside that seals the ancestors of the Huang Clan. I don't know if it's true or not."

"A grave, the ancestors of the Huang clan?" Chen Xian murmured, muttering to himself: A grave, the tomb of an immortal, could there be any connection?
"By the way, have you heard of the Immortal Tomb?" he asked Peng Dazhuang.

"I've heard of it. Why are you asking this, sir?" Peng Dazhuang was curious.

Chen Xian said: "Nothing, on my way to take up my post, I heard someone discussing the Immortal Tomb. I just heard you say there is a tomb in the Black Abyss, so I asked about it."

Peng Dazhuang shook his head and said, "The Immortal Tomb has nothing to do with the tomb in the Black Abyss."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" Chen Xian raised his eyebrows.

Peng Dazhuang said: "Your Excellency, you don't know that the Immortal Tomb is rumored to be in Fengtian Territory. There are 100,000 mountains between it and Heiyuan. It is definitely not the same thing."

Chen Xian smiled and said, "Don't you want to talk about it? Rumors are just rumors in the Black Abyss. Who knows if there is any connection?"

When Peng Dazhuang heard it, he thought it made sense, so he didn't say anything.

Noon.

Chen Xian returned to the inn and found many gifts piled up in the living room. He frowned and said, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to accept gifts?"

Ever since he took office as the deputy director of the Demon Suppression Headquarters, many important people in Fengtian City wanted to meet him, invite him to dinner, and even give him various expensive gifts.

He has already returned a lot and received a lot today.

Sister Chen Rong hurried over and said, "Brother, Dad and I have told you that you are very busy and don't accept gifts, but those people didn't listen at all. They put down the gifts and left."

Chen Xian curled his lips and said, "You and dad are not allowed to touch these gifts. Seal them up and find someone to return them. If you really can't return them, find a place to store them temporarily and we'll talk about it later."

Those who take people have short hands and eat people with soft mouths.

Chen Xian understood this simple truth. If he wanted to do a good job as the deputy director, he could not go along with the corrupt officials.

"Okay!" Chen Rong nodded.

To be honest, the gifts given to her by others these days really opened her eyes.

If she continued to stay in the town, she was afraid she would never be able to see it in her lifetime.

"Xiao Xian, don't worry, Dad and your sister won't cause you any trouble. Return all these gifts to them." Chen Quan said seriously.

Chen Xian nodded: "Dad, is your cough getting better?"

Chen Quan smiled and nodded: "Much better, my body is strong now. I think it won't take a few years for the tuberculosis to be completely cured."

Chen Xian didn't say anything. His father's condition had indeed improved recently, but the coughing had not stopped. It was just that the number of coughs was much less than before.

If you want to completely eradicate it, you still have to go to a pharmacist.

"Dad, have you memorized the Qingshan Jue?"

"I've got it!"

Chen Quan said that he had done nothing during this period, but he was in a hurry. Seeing his daughter reading Qingshan Jue every day, he simply memorized it to pass the time.

"Brother, I have memorized it all. Do you want me to recite it to you?" Chen Rong said from the side.

Chen Xian rubbed her head: "No need, Qingshan Jue is obscure and difficult to understand. Remember, recite it ten times every day. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. Recite it thousands of times, and one day you will understand it!" As the saying goes, read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, just recite and read it every day.

Next, Chen Xian told his sister and father that he planned to leave Fengtian City for a few days and asked them to stay in the inn and not go anywhere until he came back.

After returning to the Demon Suppression Headquarters, Chen Xian specially asked another Tiangang Realm officer under his command, a black-clothed Wanhu named Jing Xiuran, to look after his sister and father in the inn.

Jing Xiu Ran looked to be in his early thirties, but he was actually almost fifty years old. He was also a martial arts genius when he was young, but it took him fourteen years to break through to the Tiangang realm from the Spirit Infant Perfection realm.

For many martial arts geniuses, this time is not long.

Chen Xian rode the Wind and Thunder Black Horse, Wang Yan also changed to the Wind and Thunder Horse, and Peng Dazhuang and the thirteen others all rode the Wind and Thunder Horse, which were the standard mounts for the Demon Suppression Bureau.

After leaving the Demon Suppression Bureau, we headed straight to the east of the city along Fengtian Street.

About a quarter of an hour later, the Demon Suppression Chief arrived in a luxurious carriage.

Three people got off the carriage, led by a young man in golden brocade clothes, with delicate features and very handsome appearance.

The other person was Tang Can, the general of the Fengtian Army, who was dressed in tight clothes and looked heroic.

The last person, dressed in black and with gray hair, was Mr. Qu in the palace.

“Sister Can, what do you think, if I…see that guy, should I beat him up?” The young man in yellow said with a grin.

Tang Can looked at her and said, "You have to have that ability."

The young man in yellow in front of him was the seventeenth princess of the dynasty, Ning Shiqi.

At the Demon-Suppressing Pass, Emperor Ning was looking for a wife for Chen Xian in front of many generals, and finally decided on the Seventeenth Princess.

Looking at all the princesses in the palace, Princess Seventeen is the most talented and is deeply loved by Emperor Ning.

But Princess Seventeen was also willful and capricious.

"Hmph, if I beat him up, he still dares to fight back?" Ning Shiqi curled his lips.

Tang Can smiled. With Chen Xian's temper, which even dared to beat a prince, it was not surprising that he would beat a princess if he got mad.

Mr. Qu, on the other hand, had no expression on his face and didn't say anything. He just quietly followed the two of them into the Demon Suppression Headquarters.

Let’s talk about Chen Xian.

After leaving Fengtian City, he felt that no less than ten spiritual consciousnesses were locking onto him. It was difficult to judge the cultivation strength of those people based on the power of the spiritual consciousnesses.

He didn't care and headed straight for Qingchuan County with Wang Yan, Peng Dazhuang and fourteen others.

Along the way, no one attacked him.

All fifteen people were riding on wind and thunder horses, so they were traveling very fast. In less than half a day, they arrived at Qingchuan County City in the southeast.

Qingchuan County Demon Suppression Office.

Chen Xian and his fifteen companions dismounted from their horses. The chief and deputy chief of the Demon Suppression Division had already discovered Chen Xian and his companions.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in the Spirit Infant Perfection Realm, wearing a black flying fish suit, appeared in front of Chen Xian with a group of demon-suppressing guards.

"I am Li Peishan, your humble servant, and I am here to pay my respects to Lord Chen!" Li Peishan and his men paid respectful salute.

Although he had never seen Chen Xian before, it was not difficult to recognize him.

Because he knew all the deputy directors in red at the Demon Suppression Headquarters, but he had never seen Chen Xian.

Chen Xian didn't waste any words and led his men straight into the Demon Suppression Bureau's hall.

Li Peishan asked someone to serve tea.

"No need, let's talk about business!" Chen Xian waved his hand and said.

Li Peishan stepped forward quickly. The thing that bothered him the most in Qingchuan County recently was the haunting of the Wang family.

The Wang family is a big family in Qingchuan County. They were mainly engaged in business at the beginning, but later on the young people in the family also started to practice martial arts. It has been passed down for more than 300 years, and many powerful warriors have appeared in the family.

In addition, the Wang family is rich and powerful, and has hired many martial artists and even priests. The strongest of them has reached the level of Jade Pill Great Accomplishment.

Even so, strange things still happened at home.

"Sir, this is what happened...!" He began to narrate the strange things that happened in the Wang family.

Soon, Li Peishan finished telling the story of the strange things that happened in the Wang family.

A month ago, Wang Fengshi, the concubine of Wang Qifeng, the third son of the head of the Wang family, a beautiful young woman, returned to her parents' home to pay tribute to her father who passed away three years ago. Everything was normal after she came back, but one day later, Wang Fengshi had mental problems.

At first, they were just talking about some irrelevant things, and Wang Qifeng didn't take it seriously. He thought that his concubine had come back from paying tribute to her deceased father, and she must be sad, tired, and in a bad mental state.

Who would have thought that the next night he would force his maid to commit suicide by jumping into a well.

This kind of thing is common in large families and it's nothing special.

The key point is that on the third day, Wang Feng hanged herself.

I thought this was the end of the matter.

Who would have thought that after Wang Feng's death, people in the Wang family started to die one after another. Recently, even Wang Qifeng became mentally ill and spoke nonsense.

"Does Wang Qifeng have any cultivation?" Chen Xian asked.

"My lord, yes, I have achieved minor success in Chongyuan realm!" said Li Peishan.

Chen Xian nodded secretly. Chong Yuan Xiaocheng's strength was not considered strong, but it was already very powerful for ordinary people. The jade sea had been opened and there was vitality in his body. Evil things should not be able to get close to him. Even if there were ghosts, it would be difficult to hurt Wang Qifeng.

Unless the ghost is strong enough to practice cultivation, its strength is extremely powerful.

Recently he has learned a lot in the Demon Suppression Bureau. There are indeed ghost warriors in this world. They practice with the power of ghosts and evil spirits, but they are actually human beings, not ghosts.

Are there ghosts in this world? Yes, but they are not very powerful and can affect ordinary people. But for warriors with vitality like a furnace, the souls and ghosts will scare them and stay away.

Let’s not talk about Wang Qifeng in the Wang family, there is also a strong man in the Yudan realm. It should be easy for such a warrior to kill ghosts and monsters. A single palm can make the monster’s soul fly to death.

So it is hard to understand why the Wang family is haunted.

"Go on." Chen Xian said lightly.

He already had an idea in his mind. It was definitely not a ghost story. It must be man-made, or a powerful ghost warrior wanted to deal with the Wang family.

Li Peishan continued, "Recently, Wang Qifeng of the Wang family has also had mental problems. The wife of Wang Qitan, the second son of the Wang family head, has also been in a state of delirium. Thirteen maids and servants in the family have committed suicide by hanging themselves one after another."

"The cause of the Wang family's Jade Pill Realm priest has not yet been found. I personally took people to visit, but did not find anything unusual."

"But those who died, like Wang Feng, had strange smiles on their faces when they died."

Chen Xian and others frowned when they heard this.

At this moment, a demon-suppressing guard in purple walked quickly into the hall, glanced at Chen Xian first, and stood aside without saying a word.

Li Peishan glanced at the latter and said, "If you have something to say, just tell me."

"Your Excellency, Wang Qifeng is dead!" said the demon-suppressing guard.

Li Peishan was stunned and turned to look at Chen Xian.

Chen Xian said expressionlessly: "How did he die?"

"Your Excellency, he hanged himself and left a suicide note which said: Everyone must die!" said the demon-suppressing guard. Thinking of Wang Qifeng's weird smile, he couldn't help but shudder.

(End of this chapter)