The brown paper was unfolded, revealing the scarlet Blood Qi Powder. A pungent smell of blood wafted into her nose. The old woman opened two packages together. When she found that one of the packages of Blood Qi Powder was of better quality, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said enviously: "Daoyou is really a natural alchemist." Not only did she have a 50% success rate in the first refining, but she also refined a B-grade one. If she had such a talent for alchemy, she wouldn't have to squat here every day to sell raw materials. The old woman rewrapped the Blood Qi Powder, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said eagerly: "Daoyou, how about selling this Blood Qi Powder to me after you refine it? I will return it to you with sunflowers and sunny grass, or you can also want other medicinal materials!" The other party was willing to accept it. Fu Shaoping had no reason to refuse. The two bargained for a while and finally reached a deal. The old woman exchanged twelve materials for five packages of Blood Qi Powder. If it was B-grade or even A-grade, she would increase the price according to the market price. Fu Shaoping exchanged five more low-grade Yuanshi for five more, a total of seventeen materials, two more than he expected. If he succeeded in refining it into blood and qi powder, he would have four more low-grade Yuanshi, which was almost his monthly salary.
The old woman agreed to trade again in ten days. Fu Shaoping originally wanted to propose to find a place outside the black market to meet, so that he could save the entrance fee of ten Yuanbei each time. But after all, they had only met twice, and he didn't know much about the old woman's true character and cultivation. It was still too risky, and he didn't want to lose the big picture for the small. Back from the black market. Entering the archway of the town. From a distance, he saw Zhou Paner, who had changed into men's clothes, waiting for him. He walked a few steps quickly to meet her. Zhou Paner usually wore long skirts, but now she changed into long pants and long sleeves, which was a different charm. Her long legs were thin and long, and Fu Shaoping couldn't help but stare at her for a few more times. Zhou Paner glared at him: "Just now, Lord Zhan sent someone to report that a floating corpse appeared in Huangxi Village. He has received the task and asked you to investigate and see what happened." "Let's go and take a look!" After hearing this, Fu Shaoping immediately turned around and walked out of the archway again. He had been waiting for several days, and he hadn't completed a task in ten days. It would be a lie to say that he was not anxious. Huangxi Village is in the lower reaches of the Qingliu River that runs through the entire Qingniu Town. The distance is not close. It would take three hours to walk. "Shaoping, wait a minute, I hired a carriage." Zhou Paner turned around and shouted to the coachman to turn the carriage around. The two got on the carriage, and Fu Shaoping asked: "Did Lord Zhan tell you the details?" "No"
Zhou Paner shook his head. She also closed the curtains of the carriage and lowered her voice: "Have you bought the materials for the blood powder?" "Yes" Because they were close, Fu Shaoping caught a glimpse of a pair of tender lips and his heartbeat accelerated. These few days. Jiang had already tried Zhou Pan'er's words, and the other party had no objection to the engagement. The two of them were getting closer and closer. As they were getting along, Fu Shaoping's mind always inadvertently popped up some pictures. The carriage was very fast. It was originally a three-hour journey, but it arrived at Huangxi Village in less than half an hour. A dense group of villagers who were watching the excitement had gathered at the entrance of the village. The surrounded area was filled with heartbreaking wails. Fu Shaoping saw the village chief walking quickly towards the carriage and turned to Zhou Pan'er and said: "Sister Pan'er, you stay in the carriage for a while." "Why?" Zhou Pan'er also wanted to help. Fu Shaoping looked through the curtains, narrowed his eyes and said: "If it is a murder case, the murderer will most likely return to the scene. Please help me carefully observe the villagers outside to see if there are any abnormal behaviors. "Okay, you should also be careful!" Fu Shaoping lifted the curtain and got out of the car. He was wearing casual clothes. But the Zhenwu Order was carried with him. When Village Chief Huang saw the Zhenwu Order, he saluted immediately. As Fu Shaoping walked in, he said: "My surname is Fu. Village Chief Huang, please tell me the specific situation in detail. " The villagers saw Fu Shaoping showing the Zhenwu Order. The originally noisy crowd immediately quieted down and subconsciously made way. But under the big locust tree. An old man with white hair was lying on a middle-aged man crying heartbreakingly. The man was wet all over, and there were even water plants wrapped around his feet. The old village chief followed Fu Shaoping breathlessly and said hurriedly: "Sir, this is what happened. Yesterday, Qiu Gui said he had something to do in the town, but he didn't come back at night. Today, when Zhang Chuanfu went out to fish, he saw a person floating on the river. When he was salvaged, it was Qiu Gui who went to the town yesterday and didn't return. " "Poor thing" "Qiu Gui's father just passed away the year before last, and his wife died of dystocia right after that, leaving behind a hungry baby. Now he has also met with an accident. Only his mother, Old Lady Qiu, and the tottering baby are left in this family. What will he do in the future! "
Fu Shaoping went forward and carefully examined Qiu Gui's body. He found no external injuries. There were no signs of struggle. Fu Shaoping sniffed and frowned: "Village Chief, is Qiu Gui a heavy drinker?" "No, no, his father died because of drinking, and he has not touched alcohol since then." But Qiu Gui smelled of alcohol. After listening to Fu Shaoping's meaning, Village Chief Huang suddenly realized: "Sir, did Qiu Gui drink too much and fall into the river and drown?" Qiu Gui must have drunk alcohol. But it is still unclear whether he fell or not. Seeing that Old Lady Qiu had stopped crying, Fu Shaoping said gently: "Old Lady, has your son had any disputes with anyone recently?" Old Lady Qiu shook her head like a rattle. After his wife died, Qiu Gui remained silent and said only a few words in a year. On weekdays, in addition to working on the crops, he would lie down at his wife's grave when he had free time. He even built a thatched house and lived there almost for a year. Fu Shaoping was thinking about going there to take a look. Suddenly. He paused: "Old Lady, why did Qiu Gui come to the town?"