There were many wild animals and plants in Liaodong. Most of the raw materials used by the cultivators of the Daming Dynasty for alchemy were of this kind. In Fushun, the sale of various medicinal herbs was quite hot. Some special medicinal herbs could only be found in the depths of the cold forest, which attracted a large number of vendors to purchase them.
Old Man Sun's ancestor was also a cultivator. When he was stranded in a foreign land, he copied the medicinal and pill prescriptions that he had studied since he was a child. Now these prescriptions fell into the hands of Zhou Qingfeng. He felt that alchemy should be the easiest of the several cultivator skills, so he simply made a breakthrough in this area.
According to the ingredients on the prescriptions, Zhou Qingfeng bought a lot of common medicinal herbs. Five hundred taels of silver was a lot of money for common medicinal herbs. After all, not every medicinal herb was as precious as ginseng and deer antler. For example, Coptis and Bupleurum were very common.
In addition to alchemy supplies, Zhou Qingfeng also bought some first and second grade talismans. The advantage of low-grade talismans was that anyone could use them, but to release the technique sealed in the talisman, they needed to wait for the talisman to burn out. There was a time delay in between. But for ordinary people like Xu Bing, having some talismans in hand would always give them a sense of security.
The price of talismans was not cheap. The most common first grade talisman cost ten taels, and the expensive ones cost more than a hundred taels. When Yang Jian's talisman bag fell into Zhou Qingfeng's hands, he lost at least a thousand taels of silver. He chose a hundred talismans in the market and spent more than two hundred taels of gold.
After the purchase was complete, Zhou Qingfeng called over the boy from the market square. He took out a gold bar worth ten taels and said, "I want to inquire about something."
The boy immediately lowered his head and said, "Immortal elder, I will tell you everything I know. But if I don't know something, I certainly can't answer. "
"How can I make you say something you can't answer?" Zhou Qingfeng asked while twirling the gold bar. "Do you think the money is too little?"
"I don't dare. It's just that the boss of the market has set a rule that I can't take your money. Violators will die. "The boy said.
"It seems that you won't be able to earn the ten taels of gold in my hands." Zhou Qingfeng stepped aside and replaced the Flat Hair Man. The puppet bird landed next to the boy's ear and said, "My master is Guo Buyi. You know who I am. Do you want me to ask your boss, or do you want to tell me directly? "
There was only one such eloquent puppet bird in all of Liaodong. How could the boy in the market place not recognize it? He lowered his head even more and said in a very small voice, "I wonder what the immortal elder wants to ask? Maybe it's something I know. "
"I heard that a few days ago, someone came to ask to buy Arctic Frost Spider Silk fabric. Who is this person?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
The boy was slightly taken aback, but he shook his head and said, "I have indeed heard of this, but I really don't know who it is. It's not that I'm trying to hide it. Only my boss knows about this. "
Zhou Qingfeng and the Flat Hair Man looked at each other. The Flat Hair Man asked again, "Who has come to the market place recently?"
"Recently, most of the cultivators in Fu Shun have gone out, so there aren't many people coming to the market place. There's the Li family in the east of the city, the Xiao family, the He family, and the north of the city … "The boy said their names. Zhou Qingfeng immediately spread out the list of people who wanted to buy fresh fish that Butler Wang Kai had sent to him. After comparing them, he eliminated the people mentioned by the boy boy. Those who could come publicly should not be people who colluded with Sly Thorn.
After a round of comparison, the suspicious targets were narrowed down to only seven. The Flat Hair Man made a few more strokes on the list and said, "These four families have no cultivators, so it's impossible for them to come to the market place."
"The Qian family in the east of the city, the Ma family in the south of the city, and the Zhao family in the north of the city. Which one of them is not on good terms with Wang Kai and Wong Yuanwai?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"Not on good terms with Wang Kai?" The Flat Hair Man thought for a moment. "I really don't know about this. I don't usually pay attention to this kind of thing. "
Just as Zhou Qingfeng was about to say, "Then I'll spend some effort to investigate these three families," the boy in front of him suddenly said, "Immortal Elder, maybe I know."
Seeing that the boy was still staring at the gold bar in his hand, Zhou Qingfeng happily threw it out. The boy caught it and said in a low voice, "The Ma family in the south of the city doesn't have a good relationship with Wang Kai and Wong Yuanwai. Old Master Ma is a constable in the city, and his cultivation level is not bad. He is very unhappy with the fact that Wong Yuanwai hired cultivators as bodyguards, and the two sides have quarreled several times. However, Wong Yuanwai is rich, so he suppressed Ma Chaitou. "
After the assassination failed, there weren't many families that could let the Phantom Sting hide in peace. After the Phantom Sting escaped, he didn't return to Wang Kai's house. This was the cautiousness of an assassin. But because of this cautiousness, the person who could hide the Phantom Sting should not be on good terms with Wang Kai, or else he would have escaped in vain.
After several rounds of screening, Zhou Qingfeng and the Flat Hair Man both determined that this Ma Chaitou in the south of the city should be the person who hid the Phantom Sting. The two of them looked at each other and sneered.
At this time, Ma Chaitou's family in the south of the city was also discussing how to deal with Zhou Qingfeng. The protagonist of the discussion was Ximen Ai, who always wanted to find trouble for Zhou Qingfeng. This young master ran over the day before yesterday, but in the end, he was exposed on the spot by a loan shark, and the complicated power behind Master Zhou was revealed. He was dejected on the spot, feeling that he might not be able to fight against the other party.
Just when young master Ximen was pondering whether he should really sell his family property at a low price to save his father who was infected with typhoid, Ma Chaitou unexpectedly took the initiative to send someone to invite him to his house for a chat. After the two met, Ma Chaitou politely asked: "Nephew Ximen, how have you been recently? I heard that your grandfather passed away a few days ago, and my heart is also in pain. "
Ximen Ai cried for a while, but in his heart, he was unhappy and thought: "Your heart is in pain? If you are in pain, why don't you go and deal with that thief Zhou in the west of the city? "
Seeing Ximen Ai crying sadly, Ma Chaitou naturally comforted him a few words. But he quickly changed the topic and asked: "The day before yesterday, I heard that nephew wrote a declaration of war against the evil thief Zhou Qingfeng who is now entrenched in the west of the city. I wonder if this declaration of war is here? "
When he was invited, Ximen Ai was prepared. He brought the declaration with him and quickly took it out for Ma Chaitou to see. Ma Chaitou took it and glanced at it a few times, then said: "Well written, well written."
A little hope rose in Ximen Ai's heart. "Is Uncle Ma willing to pass this declaration to Lord Li to have a look? Now in the city, there is no one to uphold justice. Now only Uncle Ma can take on this responsibility. "
But Ma Chaitou shook his head and said: "Now that boy Zhou has a relationship with that profiteer Wang Kai, paid enough money, and went through the channels of the government, Lord Li no longer cares about this matter."
Ah …, Ximen Ai was not surprised by this result. He only wondered why Ma Chaitou still called him over.
Ma Chaitou continued: "I saw that nephew's declaration of war is filled with hatred for that boy Zhou. Looking at all the scholars in the city, there is no one like nephew who has a backbone."
Ximen Ai felt uncomfortable hearing this and thought to himself, "Why is this sentence similar to what I just said? Could it be that Constable Ma wants me to die?"
Sure enough …, Ma Chaitou first sighed, then 'sincerely' looked at Ximen Ai and said: "Nephew, it is not easy to get rid of that boy Zhou now, we can only take a risk."
Hearing the word 'risk', Ximen Ai's heart thumped, and he secretly scolded: "Surnamed Ma, you have bad intentions. If you want to take a risk, why don't you go yourself? Why do you want to drag me to die? " He said: "Uncle Ma, it is not that nephew is timid, but I am just a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, how can I take on such a big responsibility?"
"Nephew, don't be too modest." Ma Chaitou's meaning was: You, don't refuse.
"Nephew, I do not have quick wits, and second, I do not dare to take on uncle's heavy responsibility." Ximen Ai waved his hand again and again, meaning: You can find anyone, but don't find me.
The two people pushed back and forth, and finally Ma Chaitou said: "Nephew, don't be afraid, uncle does not want you to do anything particularly difficult. If you agree, I am willing to give you five hundred taels of silver to calm down. "
Ah …, five hundred taels of silver to calm down?
Ximen Ai recently happened to be short of money, and hearing that there was a huge sum of five hundred taels of silver, he immediately calmed down and asked: "What does uncle want nephew to do?"
"Nothing much, I just want nephew to go to the west of the city and find that Zhou Qingfeng. Nephew's father also got typhoid, and now his life is in danger, you say that you are willing to spend five thousand taels of silver to ask Zhou Qingfeng to personally take action. "
"Where does nephew get five thousand taels of silver?"
"Whether there is five thousand taels of silver or not is not important, the important thing is to see Zhou Qingfeng."
See Zhou Qingfeng is good?
Could it be that he wants to assassinate?
Ximen Ai's head swelled up and down, and he suddenly lowered his head and said: "This matter is very important, nephew is absent-minded, can I wait until tomorrow to answer uncle?"
Ma Chaitou sat in the seat of honor with a face full of disappointment, and his original pleading expression immediately turned into impatience. He threw out a sentence: "Your grandfather is dead, your father is also going to die soon, and you are still making excuses, do you want to see your family business decline?"
Ximen Ai's heart was uncomfortable, and seeing Ma Chaitou send off the guests with tea, he immediately escaped from the Ma mansion. And when he walked on the street in a daze, he suddenly found that the sky was dark. There was no one on the street, and it was pitch black.
If this young master wrote an article to scold him, he could still do it. But if he wanted to face the enemy head-on, he did not have the courage. Just now under the pressure of Ma Chaitou, he could hardly breathe, and only now walking on the street did he relax a little.
But Ma Chaitou's last words lingered in the mind of eldest young master Ximen. Now that his grandfather had passed away and his father was seriously ill, if he did not hold on to Ma Chaitou, he was afraid that his family business would really decline immediately.
Thinking of all the people who had been harmed by his family all these years, Ximen Ai, who was now weak, felt his whole body tremble — for example, that Wang Kunpeng, if that boy knew how he had harmed him before, he would definitely not let him go.
Ximen Ai leaned against the wall on the street, thinking whether he should stake everything on one throw and fight for wealth, this gamble might even cost him his life. He hesitated in his heart, and it was really difficult to make a decision. In the darkness, he suddenly heard the sound of a group of people marching on the street. How did someone run to the street outside Ma Chaitou's house in the dark, and even walked in front of him as if there was no one else around.
It was dark and there was no fire, so Ximen Ai could not see clearly who the other party was. He only knew that there was a large mount passing by. The mount passed in front of him and let out a low roar, which sounded like a ferocious beast.
"Dog Meat, don't care about this person, he should be a street beggar." A voice came from the mount.
You are the beggar!
Ximen Ai was depressed, and a burst of anger flared up, wanting to refute. But the ferocious beast mount jumped over the wall of the Ma mansion, and directly killed its way in. Then came Ma Chaitou's angry roar from the direction of the hall of the mansion: "Who are you? Trespassing in the middle of the night, do you still have the law? "
"Law?" The voice just now shouted loudly: "Tonight, I am the law!"
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