Chapter 979: Qinglian's Letter

Sending the tenants away, Liu Zhiqiu looked at the wicker who was still standing in the hall and didn't leave, "What are you smirking about, the gatekeeper doesn't have to guard?"

"The little one is going" Wicker grinned with white teeth, smiling really silly, although he knew that he was not calm in front of the owner, but he couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, "The owner, good people have good rewards, and you will be blessed for the rest of your life."

"Sycophant this"

The people in the hall couldn't help laughing, when they first met, they thought they were a calm young man, and they looked at each other, but they also had such a happy temperament.

Just as Wei Zi walked in, his face was serious, and he handed Feng Qingbai a note, "Master, Xue Qinglian's letter." ”

"That guy has found Miao Jiang," Liu Zhiqiu immediately sat up straight and asked.

The wicker who had just walked out of the door paused, and surprise flowed from his eyes, Miao Jiang

Feng Qingbai opened the note, and there were a few words on it, "The letter said that he had already arrived in the southwest, but after walking all over that territory, he couldn't find any trace of Miao Jiang." He asked us to check the exact location again, because we were in the wrong place. ”

"Didn't you say that Miao Jiang is in the southwest, how could you not find traces," Liu Yusheng frowned.

"Miao Jiang is in the southwest, and it has not been confirmed seriously, these sources are all from sporadic rumors, and the rumors are not necessarily true." Feng Qingbai pursed his lips, "I once committed the ancient books of the royal family, and the above record of Miao Jiang only has a few words, which is of little use." ”

To collect information about Miao Jiang, I am afraid that it will take a lot of time.

"It's just a small place, you can't find it on the map, it's so mysterious, those people have become immortals, why don't you have to eat, drink, and Lazar There is not even a trace" Liu Zhiqiu slapped the armrest of the chair hard, annoyed, "Xue Qinglian's matter can't wait, if you can't find it, then he"

"Dongjia, the Miao Jiang you are looking for is the one who is good at using Gu arts"

A few people in the hall looked up, and Wicker didn't know when he walked back into the hall, looking at them with some uncertainty.

"It's the Miao Jiang who is good at playing with insects, have you heard of it" Liu Zhiqiu unconsciously grabbed the armrest of the wooden chair, and there was a little nervousness in his voice.

Liu Yusheng and the others also stared at the wicker tightly, and that kind of expectant gaze made the wicker uncomfortable, "I, I once heard my grandfather mention that when I was a child, I followed my grandfather to read and write, read biographies, and I had a small impression that I had seen a record about Miao Jiang, but I don't remember the specific content."

"That biography is still there," Liu Yusheng asked excitedly.

"The small ones go back and look for them, and if they find them, they will be presented to the owners immediately."

Liu Zhiqiu couldn't wait to go, "Go quickly, if you find it, you will be credited"

Wicker's eyes lit up and he immediately ran to the backyard.

Anyway, he's going to find out about that biography

The waiting time is the most torturous, especially when you are in a hurry.

From the time Wicker went back to find the book, Liu Zhiqiu kept turning around the hall and frequently looked out.

Liu Yusheng didn't get much better, her eyes kept staring at the door, and she couldn't keep her usual calm.

The whole space resounded with an aggressive sound, whose fingers tapped on the tabletop, losing its rhythmic rhythm.

No matter how much Miao Jiang is recorded in that biography, whether it is true or not, for them now, even a few words may be extremely useful.

If they can use this to exclude and speculate more things, they can always help Xue Qinglian a little.

"Wei Zi, go take a look." It seemed that a long, long time had passed, and the man finally couldn't help but command.

"Yes." Wei Zi took the order, jumped out of the window directly, and took a shortcut to the backyard.

I can't get in a hurry, and the people in the hall are half a little.

In the backyard, Wicker is rummaging through boxes and cabinets, turning out almost all the books in the house and piling them all over the ground.

"Dad, mother, you also help to find it, find a biography, in short, but all the biographies, you can pick them out." Wicker Road.

He saw that biography when he was very young, and it was too long ago that he couldn't remember which one, so he could only pick it out and then slowly rummage through it.

The reason why he was impressed by the word Miao Jiang was because Miao Jiang was too special, and the people in that place would drive snakes, insects, rats and ants, so he was particularly impressed.

"What is it to find a biography" Although Liu Gen Willow Branch was puzzled, his movements were not ambiguous at all, and he immediately stepped forward to help.

"Find out, the owner may be able to use it"

Hearing this, even the willow leaves and willow buds immediately joined the ranks of rummaging.

Uncle Willow was still lying on the bed, unable to help, but his mouth was not idle, and he said the location of the books he remembered.

Although they are domestic slaves, they have been stained with the light of their ancestors, have some knowledge, can read and write, and there are many books in the family, most of which have been handed down from their ancestors, and have been well preserved by them.

When Wei Zi arrived, what he saw was a mountain of books stacked in the small hall, and the wicker family was almost submerged in a sea of books, and everyone lowered their heads and found concentration.

I haven't found it yet.

Looking around the small hall where there was no place to put his feet, Wei Zi was silent, as a family slave, it was really surprising that he had so many books.

"Do you want to help?"

The unfamiliar voice from Leng Buding startled the people in the hall.

Especially Liu Ya, the whole person suddenly raised his body and retreated in a panic.

I was so scared that I forgot that there was a table behind me, and slammed my back into the corner.

Wei Zi's eyes condensed slightly, and his body rushed in the direction of the woman like a ghost, stretching out his hand.

"Ahh

Sharp nails scratched blood marks on the back of the man's hand.

The others were shocked by this scene, and Liu Zhi hurriedly ran over to hold her daughter in her arms and shouted, "Ya'er, calm down, adults are saving you, you were almost hit by the box on the table just now, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one will hurt you, don't be afraid"

Being held in a warm and familiar embrace, listening to the familiar voice of her mother, Liu Ya opened her eyes and looked at Wei Zi with a dodge.

Only then did I find that the man was holding a square wooden box in his hand, which was originally placed on the table, and the back of the man's hand and wrist were shocking blood marks.

Trembling, Liu Ya timidly retracted her gaze, it turned out that he was really saving her just now.

That wooden box was full of books, and it was heavy, and if the box had just hit her head, she

Putting the box back on the table, Wei Zi walked to the wicker with an expressionless face, "It's looking for a biography"

"Yes, it's a biography." Coming back to his senses, Wicker nodded hurriedly, and in order to make sure that he was not mistaken, he specially asked into the house, "Grandpa, when I was a child, I read books, and I once saw a place where people would drive snakes, insects, rats and ants, and I was curious and asked you at that time, do you remember?"

There seemed to be silence in the room, "You mean, the book that records Miao Jiang"