Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Chapter 16 Floating Corpse
The brown paper unfolded, revealing a scarlet blood powder. A pungent smell of blood wafted into the air. The old woman opened the two packages together. When she found that one of the packages of blood powder was of better quality, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said enviously:
"Fellow Daoist is truly a natural alchemist."

Not only did he achieve a 50% success rate on his first try, but he actually managed to produce a B-grade product.

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 powder, showing her big yellow teeth, and said eagerly:

"Fellow Daoist, how about selling me all the Blood Qi Powder you make in the future? I'll return it to you in exchange for sunflowers and sunny grass, or you can also have other herbs if you want!"

The other party is willing to accept it.

Fu Shaoping had no reason to refuse.

The two bargained for some time and finally reached a deal.

The old woman exchanged twelve pieces of materials for five packets of Blood Qi Powder. If it was Grade B or even Grade A, she would increase the price according to the market price.

Fu Shaoping used another five low-grade Yuan stones to exchange for five more portions, for a total of seventeen portions of materials, two more than he expected. If he could successfully refine it into Blood Qi Powder, he would have four more low-grade Yuan stones, which was almost his monthly salary.

The old woman agreed to trade again in ten days.

Fu Shaoping originally wanted to propose to meet somewhere outside the black market, so that he could save the entrance fee of ten yuan shells each time.

But after all, they had only met twice, and he had no idea 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.

Enter the town archway.

From a distance, he saw Zhou Paner, who had changed into men's clothes and was waiting for him.

He took a few quick steps to greet her. Zhou Paner was usually dressed in long skirts, but now that she was wearing long pants and long sleeves, she had a different kind of charm. Her long legs were so thin and long that Fu Shaoping couldn't help but stare at her for a few more seconds.

Zhou Pan'er gave him a glare:
"Just now, Lord Zhan sent someone to report that a floating corpse appeared in Huangxi Village. He has already received the task and asked you to investigate and see what happened."

"Come on, let's go take a look!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Shaoping immediately changed direction and walked out of the archway again.

He had been waiting for several days, and almost ten days had passed without completing a single task. It would be a lie to say he wasn't anxious and angry.

Huangxi Village is located in the lower reaches of the Qingliu River, which runs through Qingniu Town.

The distance is not close.

It would take three hours if you walk.

"Shaoping, wait a minute. I have hired a carriage."

Zhou Pan'er turned around and shouted to the coachman to turn the carriage around. The two of them got into the carriage, and Fu Shaoping asked:

"Did Master Zhan tell me the details?"

"no"

Zhou Paner shook her head.

She also pulled up the car curtains and lowered her voice:

"Have you bought the materials for the Blood Qi Powder?"

"Um"

Because they were so close, Fu Shaoping caught a glimpse of a pair of tender and juicy lips from the corner of his eye, and his heart beat faster.

These days.

Jiang had already sounded out Zhou Pan'er's attitude, and the other party had no objection to the engagement. It seemed that the two of them were about to get married, and as they were getting along, some images kept popping up in Fu Shaoping's mind.

The carriage was moving very fast.

It was supposed to take three hours to walk, but we arrived at Huangxi Village in less than half an hour.

A dense crowd of villagers had gathered at the entrance of the village, and heart-wrenching wails could be heard from the area surrounded. Fu Shaoping saw the village chief walking quickly towards the carriage, and turned to Zhou Paner and said:
"Sister Pan'er, you stay in the carriage for a while."

"Why?" Zhou Paner also wanted to help.

Fu Shaoping looked through the curtains, narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"If this is a homicide, the murderer will most likely return to the scene. Please help me carefully observe the villagers outside and see if any of them are behaving abnormally.

"Well, you should be careful too!"

Fu Shaoping lifted the car curtain and got out.

He was wearing casual clothes.

However, the Zhenwu Order was worn by everyone, and when Village Chief Huang saw the Zhenwu Order, he quickly saluted.

As Fu Shaoping walked in, he said:

"My last name is Fu. Village Chief Huang, please tell me the details of the situation."

The villagers saw Fu Shaoping display the Zhenwu Order.

The originally noisy crowd immediately quieted down and subconsciously made way for them.

But I saw it under the big locust tree.

An old man with snow-white hair was lying on a middle-aged man and crying heart-wrenchingly. The man was wet all over, and there were even water plants tangled on 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 town, but he didn't come back that night. Today, when Zhang Chuanfu was out fishing, he saw a person floating on the river. He fished him out and found that it was Qiu Gui who had gone to town yesterday and didn't come back."

"Poor thing"

"Qiu Gui's father passed away just two years ago, and his wife died in childbirth, leaving behind a crying baby. Now he has met with misfortune, too. Only his mother, Mrs. Qiu, and the toddler are left in the family. What is he going to do in the future?"

Fu Shaoping stepped forward and carefully examined Qiu Gui's body.

No external injuries were found.

There were no signs of a struggle with anyone.

Fu Shaoping sniffed and frowned:

"Village Chief, does Qiu Gui usually drink alcohol?"

"No, no, his father died because of drinking. He hasn't touched alcohol since then."

But Qiu Gui's breath smelled of alcohol.

Village Chief Huang heard what Fu Shaoping meant and said:
"Sir, did Qiu Gui drink too much and fall into the river and drown?"

Qiu Gui must have been drinking.

However, it is still too early to conclude whether it was a fall or not.

Seeing that Old Lady Qiu had stopped crying, Fu Shaoping said gently:

"Madam, has your son had any disputes with anyone recently?"

Old Mrs. Qiu shook her head like a rattle.

After his wife died, Qiu Gui remained silent and spoke only a few words for a whole year. Apart from working on the crops on weekdays, he would lie down at his wife's grave when he had free time. He even built a thatched hut and lived there almost entirely for the past year.

Fu Shaoping was thinking about going there to take a look.

Sudden.

Pause:
"Old lady, why did Qiu Gui come to this small town?"

(End of this chapter)