Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Li Qi suddenly turned his eyes to look at the person hiding in the dark and found Mu Xi accurately.

He asked coldly, "Did your ancestors record the tomb of the last king of Miaojiang?"

Since history books do not record Li Ming’s burial place, what about the surviving Miao princess?

Will she know where Li Ming is buried?

Mu Xi swallowed and tried hard to recall the contents of the note left by her ancestor.

"I have no impression..."

"The notes of our ancestors only record that the last ruler of Miaojiang died on the day the country was destroyed."

Li Qi stood there silently after hearing this.

Wu Ran said gently, "Li Qi, do you want to find your brother's body?"

Li Qi nodded gently, "I want to send my brother's body back to his hometown."

Wu Ran's expression suddenly became serious, and his dark eyes stared at the beautiful young man, as if he was thinking of a way to find the body.

"If there is something your brother carried with him when he was alive, or the blood of his closest relatives, perhaps we can use the Buddhist secret tracking method to find his remains."

Li Qi's eyes lit up, "Can I have my blood?"

It’s okay for brothers and close relatives, right?

Wu Ran shook his head and said, "No, they must be father and son who are related by blood."

Only the blood of Li Ming's descendants or parents will work; the blood of his brothers cannot be accurately located.

He suggested, "But you can think about what objects your brother wore when he was alive, or what living creatures were contaminated with his scent."

Li Qi frowned in embarrassment.

It is too difficult to find Li Ming's personal belongings during his lifetime. After all, more than two thousand years have passed.

Some things are hard to find even after hundreds of years, let alone now that more than two thousand years have passed. Li Ming's things are even harder to find.

Mu Xi stepped forward boldly, "Senior, why don't you come back to Miaojiang with me first."

"You can also look around and maybe find what you need."

Li Qi pursed his lips and said, "That's fine."

Revisiting an old place may bring you unexpected gains.

Li Qi and Wu Ran moved again, and the others followed them and left.

It’s not that these big guys have nothing to do, but they are worried that Yan Zhuoyuan, mentioned by Li Qi, is not dead and will come out to harm China again.

That unified emperor is not someone you can mess with!

If Yan Zhuoyuan is really not dead and starts fighting with Li Qi again, innocent people might be affected. They must be fully prepared.

Because of this pair of enemies who had died for more than two thousand years, all the Yin and Yang families in China were mobilized to guard against ghosts in various places.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

***

Miaojiang village.

Li Qi dismissed everyone, changed out of the modern clothes he had just put on, and put on the Miao costume that Mu Xi had asked the tailor to tailor for him.

The indigo clothing is exquisite.

When Li Qi wore it, he looked strangely beautiful, with all kinds of poisonous insects lurking on his clothes.

There were also two round snakes wrapped around his wrists. The blue snake heads spit out their tongues from time to time, arrogantly showing off their presence.

The silver ornaments hanging in her long hair jingled.

The purple poisonous spider lying on the end of the hair was more obedient than the snake and stayed there motionlessly.

The young man with beautiful eyes and eyebrows stared at the pattern on the hem, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"The tailor Mu Xi found has good skills."

Hearing his words, Wu Ran stared angrily at Mu Xi who was smiling beside him.

If looks could kill, Mu Xi would have been dead long ago.

Mu Xi said with a smile: "Hehehe, as long as you think it's good, senior."

"You can stay in the stockade for a few more days."

This is a good opportunity for her to ask more questions from her seniors, as she really wants to know more about witchcraft.

There are very few witchcraft techniques that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and many of them have even been lost.

This made it increasingly difficult for them, the Miaojiang Gu Masters, to make a name for themselves.

Li Qi smiled slightly, "Okay!"

He also wanted to stay here to look for Li Ming's relics and would not leave Miaojiang so early.

Wu Ran turned his eyes away with disgust, staring at Li Qi who was slowly walking towards him with burning eyes.

"Li Qi, let's go out for a walk."

Li Qi said gently: "Let's go."

He walked out of the bamboo house, and the autumn breeze blew the young man's braids.

Two eyes of different colors blinked smartly, and a gorgeous silver collar was worn on the jade-like neck, which simply aroused people's imagination.

"Li Qi, wait for me!"

Wu Ran hurriedly followed his pace.

The handsome and elegant young monk's heart is full of love at this moment, and his eyes can only hold the stunning beauty in front of him.

Li Qi has a pretty face and is handsome without any flaws.

At this moment, he had shed his previous gloomy and ferocious look, and his whole body exuded a lazy and charming beauty.

Such a rare and magnificent beauty in the world seems to be supposed to be as leisurely and comfortable as she is now.

He shouldn't have been burdened by war, and even less should he have been burdened by a man who was not worthy of it.