In the land of Liaodong, there are many wild animals and plants. And most of the raw materials used by the monks of the Ming Dynasty for alchemy are also such items. In Fushun, the trade of various medicinal materials is quite hot. Some special medicinal herbs can only be found deep in the dense forests of this bitter cold place, which attracts a large number of traders to come and buy them.

Old Man Sun's ancestor was also a monk, and when he was in exile, he re-transcribed the Danfang medical techniques he had studied since childhood. Now these pills are in the hands of Zhou Qingfeng. He felt that alchemy should be the simplest of the several monk skills, so he simply made a breakthrough in this aspect.

According to the ingredients of the medicinal materials on the Danfang, Zhou Qingfeng bought many relatively ordinary medicinal materials. Five hundred taels of silver is already a lot of money for ordinary medicinal materials, after all, not every medicine is as precious as ginseng and deer antlers. For example, Coptis chinensis and Bupleurum are very common.

In addition to alchemy supplies, Zhou Qingfeng also bought some first-grade and second-grade talismans. The advantage of low-grade runes is that anyone can use them, that is, to release the spell sealed in the rune seal, you need to wait for the rune to burn out, and there is a time delay in between. However, for ordinary people like Xu Bing, there are some talismans in hand that can always have a sense of security.

The price of the rune seal is not cheap, the most common one-grade rune seal is also ten taels, and the expensive one is hundreds of taels. At the beginning, Yang Jian's talisman bag fell into Zhou Qingfeng's hands, and his loss was at least 1,000 taels. He picked a hundred pieces in the city and spent more than two hundred taels of gold.

Waiting for the purchase to be completed, Zhou Qingfeng called the boy from Fang City, took out a gold bar of ten taels and said, "I want to inquire about something." ”

The boy immediately bowed his head and said, "The immortal is long but has an inquiry, and the little one knows everything." But if you don't know something, you won't be able to answer it. ”

"How do you get you to say something you can't answer?" Zhou Qingfeng twisted the gold bar and asked, "Don't think you have much money?" ”

"The little ones don't dare, it's just that the owner of this workshop has a rule that he can't take the money of the immortals. Those who violate it will die. The boy said.

"It seems that you can't earn the ten taels of gold in my hand." Zhou Qingfeng got out of the way and changed his flat hair. The puppet bird landed directly on the boy's ear and said only one sentence, "My master is Guo Budo." You know who I am. Do you want me to go to your boss and ask, or do you just say it? ”

There is only one such a well-spoken puppet bird in Liaodong, how can the boy in Fang City not know it? He lowered his head even further and said in a very small voice, "I don't know what the Immortal Chief wants to ask?" Maybe that's what I know. ”

"I heard that someone came to buy the fabric of Changbai Han spider silk a few days ago, who is this person?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

The boy was stunned for a moment, but shook his head and said, "The little one did hear about it, but I really don't know who it is?" It's not a small deliberate concealment, only the owner of this shop knows about it. ”

Zhou Qingfeng looked at each other the same as Bian Mao, and Bian Mao asked again: "Who has come to Fang City in recent days?" ”

"Recently, most of the monks in Fushun have gone out, and there are not many people who come to Fang City. There are the Li family, the Xiao family, the He family in the east of the city, and the ...... in the north of the city. The boy opened his mouth and told his name. Zhou Qingfeng immediately spread out the list of fresh fish purchased by Wang Kai's housekeeper, and after comparing it, he eliminated the people who were said by the boy - those who can come publicly should not be the ones who collude with the 'treacherous thorn'.

After a round of checking, the number of suspicious targets was narrowed down to seven. Flat Mao crossed the list a few times and said, "These four families don't have monks, so it's impossible to come to Fang City." ”

"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 has a bad relationship with Wang Kai and Wang Yuan?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"I don't have a good relationship with Wang Kai?" Flatfur thought for a moment, "I really don't know about this. I don't pay attention to this kind of thing on weekdays. ”

Zhou Qingfeng just wanted to say, 'Then make some effort to check these three', but the boy in front of him suddenly spoke: "Immortal Chief, maybe the little one knows." ”

Seeing that the boy was still staring at the gold bar in his hand, Zhou Qingfeng threw it out happily. After the boy took it, he said in a low voice: "The relationship between the Ma family in the south of the city and Wang Kai is not very good. Master Ma is the head catcher in the city, and his cultivation is not bad, and he is very unhappy about the fact that the king hires monks as bodyguards, and the two sides have had several dirty quarrels. However, the king had money outside, but he suppressed the horse catcher. ”

After the assassination fails, there won't be too many people who can make the 'thorn' feel at ease to hide. The assassin did not return to Wang Kai's house after escaping, which was the Assassin's caution. But because of this caution, the person who can contain the 'thorn' should not deal with Wang Kai very well, otherwise he will dodge in vain.

After several screenings, Zhou Qingfeng and Bian Mao both determined that the head of the horse in the south of the city should be the one who hid the 'thorn'. The two of them glanced at each other, both humming and sneering.

And at this time, the Ma Catcher in the south of the city was also discussing how to deal with Zhou Qingfeng. The protagonist of the discussion is Ximen Ai, who always wants to make trouble for Zhou Qingfeng recently. This young man came here the day before yesterday, but was exposed on the spot by a loan shark The complexity of the forces behind Uncle Zhou. He hung his head on the spot, feeling that he was afraid that he would not be able to fight the other party.

Just when Simon Dashao was wondering if he really wanted to sell his property at a low price to save his father who was infected with typhoid fever, Ma Zhutou took the initiative to send someone to invite him to the door. After the two met, Ma Zhutou asked politely, "How is Ximen's nephew lately?" When I heard that your grandfather passed away a few days ago, I also felt a faint pain in my heart. ”

Simon cried for a while, but he was unhappy in his heart and said secretly: "You have pain in your heart? Why don't you get rid of that thief in the west of the city? ”

Seeing Simon's sadness in crying, Ma Zhutou naturally comforted him. But he quickly changed the topic and asked: "The day before yesterday, I heard that the virtuous nephew wrote an article against Zhou Qingfeng, a thief who is now entrenched in the west of the city. I don't know if this text is available? ”

When invited, Simon was prepared. He took the article with him and quickly took it out to show Ma Zhutou. Ma Zhutou took it and glanced at it a few times, and then said, "Well written, well written." ”

Ximen Ai had a little hope in his heart, "Uncle Ma is willing to pass on this article to Master Li?" Now all the sages in the city are united, and no one upholds justice. Now only Uncle Ma can do it. ”

But Ma Zhutou shook his head and said: "Now that Zhou kid has a relationship with Wang Kai's profiteer, and he has given enough money and walked through the door of the official office, Master Li doesn't care about this matter anymore." ”

Ah...... Simon was not surprised by this result. He only wondered why Ma Zhutou called him here for this reason?

Ma Zhutou continued: "In the article written by my nephew Guan Xian, I have a bitter hatred for the boy of Zhou, and I look at the scholars in the city all over the city, but there are not as many backbone people as the virtuous nephew. ”

Simon was embarrassed when he heard this, and thought to himself: "How can this statement be similar to what I just instigated, does this horse catcher still want me to die?" ”

Sure enough, ......, Ma Zhutou first sighed and made up his momentum, and then looked at Ximen Ai 'sincerely' and said: "Virtuous nephew, it is not easy to get rid of that boy now, the only way is to take risks." ”

Hearing the word 'risk', Simon's heart chuckled, and he secretly scolded: "The surname is Ma, you are uneasy and kind." If you want to take risks, why don't you go yourself? Why are you trying to pull me to death? He said: "Uncle Ma, it's not that my little nephew is cowardly, but I am a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, how can I take on this great responsibility?" ”

"Virtuous nephews, don't be too humble." The meaning of the horse catcher is: It's you, don't shirk.

"Little nephew, I have no quick wit, no tricks, and I really don't dare to take over my uncle's responsibility." Simon wai waved his hand again and again, meaning: You can find anyone, don't look for me.

The two pushed back and forth, and finally Ma Zhutou made a surprise move: "Don't be afraid, uncle, I don't want you to do anything particularly difficult." If you agree, I will give you five hundred taels of silver to suppress your fear. ”

Ah......, five hundred taels of shock?

Ximen Ai happened to be short of money recently, and when he heard that there was a huge sum of five hundred taels, he immediately calmed down, and asked, "What does uncle want the little nephew to do?" ”

"It's nothing, I just want to invite my nephew to go to the west of the city and meet Zhou Qingfeng. The father of the virtuous nephew also has typhoid fever, and now that his life is on the verge of death, you say that you are willing to spend 5,000 taels to beg Zhou Qingfeng to take action in person. ”

"Where did the little nephew get the five thousand taels of silver?"

"It doesn't matter if there are five thousand taels or not, the important thing is to see Zhou Qingfeng."

It's good to see Zhou Qingfeng?

Isn't this an attempt to assassinate?

Simon's brain buzzed, and he suddenly lowered his head and said: "This matter is very important, my little nephew is in a trance, can you wait until tomorrow to reply to my uncle?" ”

Ma Zhutou sat on the top of the head with a look of disappointment, and the original pleading expression immediately turned into impatience. He threw out a sentence: "Your grandfather is dead, and your father is about to die, you are still pushing back like this, because you want to watch your family business fall apart." ”

Ximen mourned in his heart, and watched the horse catch the head and serve tea to the guests, and immediately fled as if he had to come out of the horse mansion. Lost in despair, he went out into the street and found it dark. The streets were deserted and pitch black.

Let this eldest young master write an article and scold, he can still do it. But if he had to face the enemy and force himself, he wouldn't have the courage to do so. He could barely breathe under the pressure of the horse's head just now, and he didn't relax until he walked on the street now.

It's just that the last sentence of Ma Zhutou has been haunting Ximen Dashao's mind. Now that his grandfather has passed away and his father is seriously ill, if he doesn't grasp the straw of the horse's head, he is afraid that the real family business will fall immediately.

Thinking about the people who have been harmed by their own family over the years, the now weak Ximen Ai feels trembling all over his body - such as Wang Kunpeng, if that kid knew how he had hurt him, he would definitely not let himself go.

Simon leaned against the wall on the side of the street, thinking about whether he was going to make a desperate gamble and fight for wealth, but he was afraid that he would lose his life. He hesitated in his heart, and it was hard to decide. In the darkness, I heard the sound of a group of people marching on the street, and some people ran to the street outside Ma Zhutou's house in the dark, and walked in front of him as if no one was around.

There was no fire in the black rumbling, and Simon Wai couldn't see who the other party was, only that there was a large mount passing by. The mount passed in front of him and let out a demonstrative roar, sounding like a ferocious beast.

"Dog meat, leave this person alone, this should be a street beggar." A voice came from the mount.

You're a beggar!

Simon was depressed, and he wanted to refute it with a burst of anger. But the beast mount jumped over the wall of the horse mansion and killed it directly. Immediately following the direction of the hall in the house, there was a roar of the horse's head: "Who is coming?" In the middle of the night, trespassing on private houses, do you still have a royal law? ”

"Wang Fa?" The voice just now shouted: "Lao Tzu is the king of law tonight!" ”

This voice was heard clearly, Simon's anger dissipated, and his heart trembled-Ma Zhutou, you are still thinking about how to deal with others. But everyone came straight to the door.