The night time is spent in meditation, and the study in the spiritual world has not been restored to its original state. Although the demon did not appear, the erosion is still continuing.

Can church baptism really solve this problem?

Donald was a little suspicious. If they couldn't do it, 50 gold pounds was not a small amount... Will it take a ritual that would cost hundreds of gold pounds?

The next morning, Sherlock still maintained his habit of getting up at 7:30. According to him, this is called the rules of life and is good for the body.

I told the butler in advance that Old Huo Bo was already waiting outside in a donkey cart.

It was too late to sit down and taste the breakfast slowly. Donald drank the milk from the quilt in one sip, and followed Sherlock out with a piece of bread in his hand.

"Mr. Hober, take us directly to the church in the town. By the way, which church in the town belongs to?"

When I lifted up the tarp, the rain turned into drizzle after a night, and there was no cover on the donkey cart, so I could only rely on an umbrella.

“It is the church that revives.”

"Okay, it's good to recover the church."

If the Justice Church has a close relationship with the official government, then most of the farmers and herders at the bottom believe in the Mother of Earth, the god Chantiya, that is, the gods believed in by the church.

“What’s the good thing?”

Donald was a little confused. Regarding the recovery of the church, he only knew that because of the doctrine, there were few churches in the city, and most of them were built in towns and places.

"The Resuscitation Church has always advocated peace and friendship, and even non-believers will maintain a friendly attitude. The success rate of my asking for things will be much higher... I forgot to tell you that what you have to do later is to go to the medicinal stores, grocery stores and other places in the town to ask if Miss Audrey had bought some materials from them."

"Materials? Sherlock, can you reveal some information to me? Just ask in a foggy way, maybe you will miss the key information."

After adjusting the seats, they were closer to Sherlock, and the edges of their umbrellas were tied together.

"Okay, this is just a conversation between me and you. No third person knows... The monster we met last night was called in some books: Blood Beasts. This monster does not exist in our world strictly, but it is closely related to a special race. I won't tell you in detail. The key is that their appearance is often used as blood hunters. Simply put, the blood will be sucked by the creatures that are bitten by them. The blood beasts feed on blood. However, if they are willing, they can also collect these blood and store them in their bodies and then after some changes in this way, forming an existence called "blood crystal". This thing has a great effect. The book records that a noble once summoned several blood beasts through evil magic, relying on them to worship "blood crystals", maintaining their long-term youth... and even changing their appearance!"

Legends often come from exaggerated adaptations of some real events. The story about Scarlett Earl is widely circulated in this world. People pay attention to two points. The first is the existence of a creature like a blood beast, and the second is naturally the effect of youth retention.

"You mean Miss Audrey...summons the Blood Beast?"

"It's just a guess, so I asked you to go to these shops to find clues. There are many questions that have not been resolved, such as how could she have a way to summon the blood beast? That's a taboo ritual. If it is discovered by the church, there is no room for refutation. In addition, why did the blood beast attack cattle and sheep? If a person wants to use the 'blood crystal', it will naturally be formed by blood from the same race to work."

“What happens to different races?”

Donald was too lazy to ask Sherlock why he knew so many strange things. If there was such information in the book, he would have to find a few books to study them carefully in the future.

"What would happen if the blood of cattle and sheep are injected into your body?"

"die?"

"No, it's even worse than that..."

The "blood crystals" coagulated by the blood brewed by the blood beast will become something that the human body can accept, that is, the human body receives the blood of cattle and sheep.

This behavior is equivalent to pouring soy sauce into lemonade. The mixed drink can bring people to the hospital!

Near Raffindo Farm is a small town called Mai Valley, which is not small in size. Although it is much worse than the city of Puston, it is not as good as the top and more than the bottom. For some nearby small villages, this is already a town with a slightly urban appearance.

"Two gentlemen, we're here."

The donkey cart drove directly into Maigu Town and stopped on one side of the street.

"I'll let Mr. Hober take me to church, so you can go here. At 8 o'clock, most of the shops are open."

Donald got up and jumped out of the donkey cart, carefully avoiding the pond at his feet. Now his clothes and shoes were not his own.

The donkey cart was parked in front of a carving shop. This was not a store to be asked about. The number of grocery stores and medicinal materials stores that Donald really wanted to go to was not as many as he imagined. Especially the latter, medicinal materials stores do not mean that they are sold in medicine. They are all filled with unexplained raw materials. The corresponding market is so large that this type of store is destined not to open too many stores.

So after asking a few people who went out to inspect the farmland in the morning, Donald decided to start with the medicinal materials store.

There were three medicinal materials stores in the entire Maigu Town, and the second one responded.

"Miss Audrey? I've been here. About a week ago, she went to my store to buy some medicinal materials. There were a lot of them, and each type was ordered several servings. The people in the town only had a few ounces of quantity at a time, so I was very impressed by her. You ask me what I do? Could it be that Miss Audrey wants to buy it again?"

The store manager chose some of the medicinal materials he had just sent and looked at Donald expectantly.

"I want to know what the medicinal materials Miss Audrey bought before has the effect. You are the store manager and you should be very familiar with this kind of thing, right?"

The medicinal materials Audrey Barthre purchased here are not just one kind of medicinal materials. As long as there is a combination, as a store manager, he always knows a little about pharmacology.

"Well, my memory..."

The hand that was selecting the medicinal materials stopped and the two fingers twisted each other.

"I understand, this is a reward."

1p to the counter.

"It's privacy about this..."

Not enough.

"What about this?"

Plus one penny.

"Oh, I seem to remember it a little, but I feel it's still a little bit short. How are you doing?"

This is insatiable.

"Do you like it?"

I grabbed the coins and walked out. I am not the one who handled the case. Why did I have to pay a penny to it?

"Wait, I remember it!"

2p is also money.

"Concentrate female physiology...that's it?"

After listening to the store manager's analysis, the final result was that Miss Audrey came during the few days of each month and needed to buy some medicinal materials to supplement.

"Yes, this store was passed down by my grandfather. I grew up here. I know most of the medicinal materials in the store. Miss Audrey bought all herbs that promote blood circulation and replenish blood. Generally speaking, only people who lose too much blood will need it. She has no injuries on her body, so it can only be used to regulate her body."

"What did you just say? The effect of those medicinal herbs..."

Capture the sensitive words in the store manager's words and confirm again.

"Blood activation and blood replenishment are common medicinal materials, so I won't admit my mistake. I also clearly told her that the dosage should not be too large, otherwise it would be a problem if the effect is too good."

"Thank you for your help, this information is important."

Write down what the store manager said in the notebook. According to Sherlock, the blood beast condenses into "blood crystals" for ordinary people to swallow. Maybe this type of blood-activated medicinal material is needed to assist and speed up the spread of the effect.

The third medicinal materials store had no results, and Miss Audrey only went to one store.

Then there was the grocery store, and they still asked each other.

"Miss Audrey didn't see her, but the rest of the Raffindo Farm had been here...Mr. Aldridge, I remember him, because the things he wanted were a bit special, and there was no in the store at that time. I only collected them from Mr. Sain's house in the town, and it cost a full 6 shillings."

"6 shillings? What is so expensive?"

Donald estimated in his mind that the monthly salary of farm workers should be around 15 shillings except for food and accommodation. The owner collected it at 6 shillings and sold it in turn. It should not be the original price. Aldridge would probably have to spend nearly half of his monthly salary if he wanted to buy it. This is a grocery store, not a jewelry gold store.

"Wild male goat horns, which are more than five years old, are not ordinary things. They are rare in the whole town. Mr. Sain is a famous hunter in the town. The goats he hunted in the mountains before, the horns were gray-black, tsk... It's different from those raised in the house."

"Did he say what he wants to do?"

"Decoration, that's what he said. Although I don't know what's good about this goat horn, he is willing to pay for it, and of course I'm willing to sell it."

Used as decoration? I'm afraid it's just an excuse. These farm workers all live together, and the houses are unified. To say that in order to adjust their lives, middle-class people give the house a wild nature to buy a house with a hanging. Donaldsin, a farm worker, spent half a month's salary to buy a wild male goat horn, and then spent money to carve it?

Of course, Donald cannot rule out that Aldridge has this kind of hobby, art, no matter how high or low it is, let’s record it first, and go back to Raffindo Farm and check it out.

"Mr. Grant, I don't think you need to ask me anymore. Look, isn't that Mr. Aldridge? If you have anything to ask, just look for him."

"ah?"

Turning around, Donald saw only the corner of his clothes flashing outside the store, and rushed out quickly, but saw a figure running wildly in the rain, running for more than ten meters, and directly rolled over the horse.

Aldridge!

"Oh no, he actually came to the town."

When I saw myself staying in this grocery store, I turned around and left. If I had no ghost in my heart, what would I be afraid of?

And he came here specifically, and it is very likely that he came to the town of Mai Valley after learning from Raffindo Farm that he and Sherlock came to Mai Valley.
Chapter completed!