After returning to the Third Master's residence, Wuxie stayed in the study room, with several thick stacks of books beside him. The warm light in the room hit his side face without any lethality, leaving only softness.

When Qi Lechuan came back from outside, he waved a whip in his hand and threw it out when he arrived at the door.

He almost hit Wang Meng, who had just gotten off the train, came here. He suddenly stepped back and saw that there was still blood on the whip on the ground. He was so excited that he couldn't speak for a moment, and stuttered, "You, you..."

Qi Lechuan looked back and happened to meet Wang Meng. This guy was still the same dumb look as before. She said, "What am I?"

Wang Meng pointed to the whip on the ground, "There is...there is blood, you..."

She said symbolically, "That's just killing a pig for Uncle Zhao, who killed the pig. Don't make a fuss."

As she said that, she went back to the house and sat down and poured herself a cup of tea and tasted it carefully.

After saying this, Wang Meng bent down and picked up the whip and threw it further away, "Didn't you say it earlier."

Wuxie heard the voice and stood at the door of the study, "Wang Meng, let me introduce you to you, that is the little eighth master of the Qi family, and I am my childhood friend."

Wang Meng smiled and greeted Qi Lechuan, "Hello, hello, we're meeting again. My name is Wang Meng."

Qi Lechuan nodded and said, "Hello, Meng brother."

"Another?" Wuxie raised his mouth, and then felt it was not important, so he said to Wang Meng, "Put it over and help quickly."

Wang Meng quickly found an empty room to settle herself, and spent the next few days with Wuxie in the study.

He wanted to ask Wuxie, the little eighth master of Qi's family, but he didn't dare to ask. After holding it in a few days, he carefully asked, "Boss, is that little eighth master of Qi's family very cruel?"

Wuxie looked through the information without raising his head, but nodded honestly.

Not only cruel, have you seen her killing Miluotuo? Each person is brave and arbitrary, and his killing moves are extremely vicious and neat. He can solve one with one move, and he will never waste time using the second move.

It was not the first time that Wang Meng met her. She had been to Wushanju in Hangzhou to find Wuxie, but Wuxie was not there at that time, and her ability to appraise treasures was also first-class.

Wang Meng asked again, "The boss..., everyone said that the Qi family, the eighth-ranked nine sects, learned the eighth-ranked Qimen, and some people said that Xiao Baye raised ghosts. Is this true?"

"Really." A slightly cold voice answered him.

Wang Meng touched her chin and thought, but then felt that it was not a Wuxie voice. When he saw the young boy squatting down in a lab coat, he was so scared that he sat on the ground.

Wuxie raised his eyes and looked at him, "Have you found any useful things at Ogawa?"

Qi Jiujiu pointed to the paper on the ground and said, "She went to inquire about the people who knew about this, but those old people didn't know much, and they didn't say anything useful about Bana."

Wang Meng was so scared that her face turned pale.

ghost?

Still able to talk?

Wuxie sighed and put down the book in his hand. Seeing Wang Meng's face, he joked, "What a fuss, Mengmeng put away your surprised mouth."

Wang Meng was silent and took a while to say, "Is this the ghost raised by Xiao Ba?"

Wuxie got up and didn't want to pay attention to him.

I heard that guy Wang Meng say something amazing again, "Why is this ghost looking better than humans? This is unscientific!"

Qi Jiujiu's originally cold eyes were instantly melted, and he nodded at him, "I have vision."

Instantly narrowing the distance between each other.

Wuxie has no eyes to see.

There is no answer to this book. Wuxie proposed to start searching from the information itself. Perhaps the members of the Guangxi Banai Expedition Team in 976 can still be found.

Qi Lechuan also agreed.

On the second day, the three of them went to the information borrowing office together, and opened the door and sat in a fat man wearing glasses, looking at the computer seriously.

Wuxie was gentle after entering, "Hello, we want to check the members of the Guangxi Banai Expedition Team in 1976."

But the other party kept looking at the computer, and Wang Meng looked at him sideways, and was playing minesweeping.

Qi Lechuan also saw it, but she was not interested, she was only interested in what was placed on the bookshelf, and she could basically find all the information of archaeologists here.

There were several old notes on the bookshelf, which contained the feelings written by archaeologists after their personal experience. She opened them and looked through a few pages.

The administrator was slow to react and said slowly after a long time, "You have no authority, you can only find public information."

"Okay, whatever you can find is what you want, thank you." Wuxie urged.

The administrator then turned off the minesweeping impatiently. Perhaps because he thought they had disturbed his interest, he changed the page and said, "Name?"

When he looked up and saw someone looking at the notes on the bookshelf, he glanced at them and didn't say anything.

Wuxie replied, "Chen Wenjin, Erdong Chen, the literary text of culture, the beautiful brocade."

The query is displayed on the computer without results.

"No." The administrator spoke very slowly, not intentionally, as if he was born to be slow.

Wuxie was silent for two seconds. Since he was here, it would be better to check them all.

He asked again, "Then please help me check the Xisha expedition team in 1985."

"Name?" Administrator.

"Unsolve the serial." Wuxie explained again, "It means to unsolve the nine serials."

"Only no." The administrator spoke slowly.

Wuxie left without finding anything.

Before leaving, he saw Qi Lechuan reading a book, but he was surprised and pulled her away. "Brother Xiaochuan, you said you can't read the books on your own bookshelf, but you're reading other people's books with great interest."

Qi Lechuan quickly refuted, "No, what others have is not books, but adventures of tomb robbers."

Wuxie chuckled.

After they left, Wang Meng answered a phone call.

Wuxie and Lechuan chatted a few words, and Qi Jiujiu stood aside and stared at him.

After answering the phone, Wang Meng came over and said, "The boss found out that the Archaeology Institute had moved several times, but the last time was in the old school building of Changsha University in 1976. It has not been moved yet, so it should be found."

Wuxie decided to take a trip and couldn't come in vain.

After coming to Changsha Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology, Wang Meng stood outside and rubbed his arms, "It's so weird, why is it so cold this afternoon? This abandoned institute is so cunning."

Wuxie patted his shoulder, "Don't think too much, it's because Xiaojiu follows him."

Wang Meng looked back at Qi Jiujiu, smiled, very polite, and said, "So that's it, so that's it, no wonder it's so cold."

During their chat, Qi Lechuan had already begun to climb over the wall. She was good at it and the wall here was not high, so she could easily climb up.

She sat on the wall and waved at them.

Wuxie whined and pointed to the side, "Isn't there a door?"

Qi Lechuan looked over and saw Wuxie and Wang Meng walking down the main door. She held her forehead and jumped down first. There was a cover inside, and she hid her figure.

As soon as the two of them entered, a full voice came from behind, "Stop! What are you two doing?"

Wuxie looked back, there are security guards in this place???

He looked at Qi Lechuan's location from the outskirts.
Chapter completed!