The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

Yan Qing had gotten used to it. In the few days he had been here, there were no major events in the city, but a lot of trivial matters. Either the neighbor had taken advantage of the neighbor's property, or the wall in your house had been moved an extra foot during reconstruction. The more serious issues were disputes over business dealings and disagreements over dividing family property.

So what could be so important that he remained calm and collected today when people were clinging to his legs and calling him "Your Honor" during court proceedings?

But something big is indeed happening today.

After listening to the account, Yan Qing asked, "You mean your son has gone missing? And you suspect he was murdered by your daughter-in-law and her lover?"

The old man nodded vigorously, "It's true! He was here during the day yesterday, but he didn't come home all night!"

Yan Qing then asked, "And who is the adulterer?"

The old man immediately replied, "It's Captain Mo from the City Lord's Mansion!"

Yan Qing: Huh?

He should probably not be referring to the "Mo" in "Mo Lin".

The old man answered decisively, "Yes! It's Captain Mo Lin!"

Yan Qing: ...He can't be an official anymore.

It's better to believe that the peacock can sing than to believe that the real Mo Lin will become someone's lover!

He took a deep breath. He was a righteous and upright official, and he had been waiting for this big case for a long time. Regardless of whether his senior brother was an adulterer or not, he was determined to complete this case properly, and maybe the illusion would be broken.

"Then let's go to the city lord's mansion and invite Captain Mo Lin over." Yan Qing coughed lightly. He was the person in charge of laws and punishments in this city, and it was said that his salary was very generous.

Mo Lin did indeed arrive, and Yan Qing also figured out the cause and effect of the matter during this time.

The story begins when Mo Lin returned from killing demons outside the city. For some reason, Captain Mo came to inquire about some matters. He was received by the old man's daughter-in-law, and the old man witnessed the encounter.

Mo Lin came once in the morning and appeared outside the courtyard again in the evening, standing right by the wall. The old man's son did not return all night, which made him very worried. In the city, everyone works from sunrise to sunset and has little nightlife, which is very abnormal!

"I never imagined that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would do such a thing!" the old man cried out in despair.

"Which guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is it?" A man dressed in the red-gold uniform of the city lord's mansion guards appeared in front of the courtroom. He had a long sword at his waist and strode into the hall.

Everyone: ...

Look at yourself, don't you have thick eyebrows and big eyes?

When Yan Qing met Mo Lin's face, he felt a headache coming on. What made it even more difficult for him was whether his senior brother's acting skills had improved. He seemed to have inherited the true skills of his junior uncle, and the way he looked at him was exactly the same as the way an ordinary colleague in the government office would look at someone he knew but was not familiar with.

Could it be because she doesn't want to be a burden to him? Or has she lost her memory?

Yan Qing's mind raced. To be honest, he didn't like this illusion. If he were to actually become such a righteous official, he would rather go back to the Supreme Sect to forge iron. At least he never found the people in the sect unreasonable, nor did he find the affairs tedious and boring.

Even the simplest farm work is fun in the Supreme Sect, because the elders never mind what new magical artifacts they invent, and they don't care about any unequal distribution among themselves.

However, he has yet to find a way to break the spell, and his spiritual power is also imprisoned. It can be said that he has no advantage other than his muscles and brains.

"So, Captain Mo, what's your take? Why did you go to Uncle Chen's house on the day of the incident?"

Mo Lin said calmly, "Because their house has the scent of evil spirits."

Before anyone could react, Uncle Chen jumped up and shouted, "How is this possible! Don't use your status to make false accusations! There have never been any evil spirits in the city! We are an upright family."

Those watching the commotion outside the courtroom vaguely remembered something. "I remember now! Didn't that Chen family brat suffer divine punishment the day before yesterday? Didn't the people from the Divine Pavilion say that evildoers harbor resentment, which breeds demons!"

Mo Lin seemed to be deep in thought. "Could it be that your son was punished by the gods, harbored evil thoughts, and became a demon?"

Suddenly, Uncle Chen's voice became stiff and hoarse, as if he had been choked, "How is this possible! My son couldn't be a demon!"

Mo Lin stared at Chen Bo, and Yan Qing stared at Mo Lin.

At first, he didn't think there was anything different about this senior brother, until he said those words to Uncle Chen.

This was quite a strange thing for Mo Lin. Although he cultivated the Divine Firmament Path and was born to eliminate evil, he would not easily define people as demons.

This word is too heavy for both humans and demons.

Yan Qing wondered if the world had a different definition of evil?

After Mo Lin finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Yan Qing, "Also, I have no motive to kill anyone. Everyone in the city knows that I admire Doctor Xia. Last night, I was treated at Doctor Xia's clinic in the south of the city. Doctor Xia can testify to that."

Yan Qing's eyes widened, but she forced herself to remain calm. "Ah? Oh! Then please ask Doctor Xia to come over."

Suddenly someone shouted, "Last night, Doctor Xia treated a woman in the dead of night and even received a divine intervention! But he tripped and fell, hitting his head, and is resting now."

Yan Qing nodded. "Captain Mo, did you find the evil spirit at Uncle Chen's house?"

Mo Lin looked at Chen Bo and the woman who was being held bound and escorted, "I was unable to go in to search, so I wanted to go over and check if there was anything unusual after Doctor Xia finished bandaging her up."

"After all, demons prefer to hunt at night." He added earnestly, fearing that Yan Qing, who was in a clerical position, wouldn't understand.

"Even without official approval, the people of the City Lord's Mansion cannot trespass on private residences."

Yan Qing thought that the Doctor Xia that Mo Lin mentioned was probably her second senior sister.

So he made a decision: "Here's what we'll do. I'll approve an official document, and we'll first search Uncle Chen's house. If there are no problems, we'll go to the clinic to confirm with Doctor Xia."

This second senior sister had better act normal, otherwise he would suspect that she and Mo Lin were fake.

He needs someone normal to calm him down. If it were really his second senior sister, she would probably seriously consider whether Mo Lin's brain has developed some new problem and then take it apart and study it in a friendly way.

Yan Qing was right. Xia Tianwu really wanted to disassemble Mo Lin yesterday to see if her brain was broken, or at least use her spiritual energy to check her pulse. Unfortunately, her divine sense and spiritual power were sealed.

Summer couldn't wake up from her drowsy state and was thinking about the different things about this secret realm, such as... her senior brother had lost his memory, but his swordsmanship and ability to kill demons were still there. He was the captain of the guard team. She hadn't seen the others and didn't know where her junior uncle was now.

She was very worried about Lin Du. Being able to move the array and run at full speed was a huge drain on his spiritual energy.

Although her junior uncle's pulse had never been normal since she came out of seclusion, her master told her not to worry about it for now. However, at the dinner table, Lin Du's pulse was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

There are no signs of life.

That's not a good sign.

On the other side of the city, despite Chen Bo's repeated obstructions, saying this wouldn't work and that wouldn't work, and finally throwing a tantrum saying he wouldn't sue and would withdraw the lawsuit, the more obstruction there was, the stranger it seemed, Yan Qing and Mo Lin still arrived at the Chen family with the yamen runners.

They walked around the area but found nothing unusual.

Until Mo Lin used his sword to pry open the cellar.

A strong stench hit me.

It was a bizarre and greedy demon, reeking of alcohol, and was now bound hand and foot, chained up like a dog in the wine cellar, with the carcasses of domesticated dogs that had been eaten nearby.

Suddenly, Uncle Chen let out a wail and rushed forward, covering the entrance to the wine cellar.

At the same time, Mo Lin drew his longsword from his waist, his eyes sharp, "Demons must be slain."