The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 99 The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes
Li Miao held the fruits in his hands, waiting for the show between Yongjie and the woman to begin.

Unexpectedly, after Yongjie called out "Sixth Sister", he said nothing.

The woman muttered a lot, but when she heard Yongjie no longer spoke, her voice gradually became quieter and she fell silent too.

There was silence in the cell for a moment.

Li Miao ordered the local prefect to arrange a secluded place. Of course, the prefect did not dare to keep a bunch of ruffians in prison. What if they offended Li Miao?

Only this woman was detained here by Bu Lei some time ago. The prefect did not dare to move her, and cleared out the rest.

At this time, there were only three people in the huge cell: Li Miao, Yongjie and the woman.

The woman was silent for a while, then she forced a dry laugh and said, "Brother, where have you been all these years?"

"I..." Yongjie stammered.

"I...sigh——" He sighed and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"The monk entered Shaolin."

"Ah." The woman responded, but she was not as irritable as the man whose head was smashed by Li Miao in the inn. Instead, she laughed softly.

"That's great. Only a giant like Shaolin can protect you and let you live a peaceful life for a few days."

"But, since you have entered Shaolin, why did you come back to this Huguang area?"

Yongjie said in a low voice: "I'm here to find something."

The woman immediately said, "How could it be!? Although our village has been disbanded, there are still many enemies in Huguang! They still recognize you, big brother!"

"Shaolin is a martial arts giant with no shortage of magical skills, so why would they let you, big brother, get involved in that matter!"

Yongjie was stunned for a moment.

Li Miao, who was using his Qi to cover up the sound of cracking melon seeds nearby, understood what was happening - the two of them were talking about different things and were not talking about the same thing.

Sure enough, Yongjie reacted.

He said, "What is it?"

The woman was surprised and asked, "Brother, you don't know?"

"Yes, yes, I took it for granted. Brother, you haven't shown up for many years. You must have been practicing in Shaolin. It's normal that I don't know."

"That's good, that's good." She let out a long sigh.

"Near Miaojiang, some people in the underworld discovered an ancient tomb. Rumor has it that it is the tomb of a Miao king."

"The Miaojiang witchcraft is strange and hard to defend against. There are an unusually large number of poisonous insects and snakes near the tomb. At first, no one on the Green Forest Road dared to put any effort into it."

"But a few tomb robbers from the 'Xiangling Sect' sneaked in, relying on their familiarity with this kind of thing."

"As a result, more than a dozen people went in, but only one came out. He was seriously injured and dying, and he was also crazy."

"He was rescued by several people from the underworld. Although this gravedigger was despised by everyone in the underworld, he was very rich. These people wanted to send him back to the 'Xiangling Sect' in exchange for some money."

"But I heard that man speaking madly and saying a name."

Yongjie asked, "What did you say?"

"The magic of wedding dress." said the woman.

"What?" Yongjie asked in surprise.

Li Miao also raised his eyebrows.

He also knew the Wedding Dress Magic Skill, but not the original one. The Jinyiwei collected some fragments, and he deduced the "Li's Wedding Dress Magic Skill" from them.

That was the martial arts he used to treat Gao Ling's injuries after she escaped from Taishan Sect.

The original Wedding Dress Magic Skill had been lost for many years. It was said to be powerful, domineering, extremely masculine and strong, and once mastered, one would be invincible. Of course, Li Miao knew that this was just a rumor. The martial arts in this world are essentially icing on the cake, not a timely help. If someone who has mastered the Wedding Dress Magic Skill has become invincible, he can also be invincible if he masters other magic skills.

However, Li Miao also knew how attractive the news that the "Wedding Dress Magic" was hidden somewhere was to people in the world.

As expected, the woman continued, "Those few people in the martial arts world accidentally leaked the news, causing a sensation in the martial arts world."

"Not only in Huguang, but also in the entire southern martial arts world, people are rushing to Miaojiang one after another, hoping to obtain the Wedding Dress Divine Skill."

"It's just that everyone wanted to get in, but they couldn't. They started fighting at the door and many people died."

"Hengshan Sword Sect, Beggars' Sect, Cao Clan, Emei, Qingcheng, Kongtong. All the big and famous southern sects have arrived, and none of them are willing to give in. Other small and medium-sized forces and wandering people have also gathered here, just thinking about whether they can fish in troubled waters."

"A few of us wanted to give it a try, but we ran into the Royal Guards on the way and I was arrested. I don't know what happened to the others later."

The woman sighed and continued, "Rumor has it that several major sects want to go in, but they don't trust each other, so they want to ask Shaolin's Master Xingchi to be a witness, so that everyone can go in together, each based on their own ability."

"So, I thought you were here to find the 'Wedding Dress Magic' as well, Big Brother."

The woman let out a long sigh.

She was already seriously injured and dying, and seeing Yongjie lifted her spirits for a moment.

After saying a lot of things, he gradually couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

"Sixth sister! Sixth sister!"

Yongjie heard the woman's voice gradually fade away and stood up anxiously.

His true energy was already running low, and he had just recovered from his injuries. He was very weak and actually staggered.

"Okay, okay, Master, take a break." Li Miao said.

He stood up, threw down the melon seeds, clapped his hands, and pushed open the cell door. He walked to the door of the woman's cell, pointed, and the door lock fell to the ground.

Li Miao went in and held the woman's pulse.

The woman's complexion gradually recovered.

However, Li Miao had no intention of curing her, he just kept her alive.

This woman is most likely one of the "Seven Ghosts of Meishan", who was captured by Bu Lei and put here. Li Miao killed the others, and he would not save this one.

Just don't let her die in front of Yongjie.

Yongjie fell to the ground and let out a long sigh.

After a while, he looked up and said to Li Miao: "Donor, this cell is just a means for you to let the monk recover from his injuries, right?"

Li Miao nodded: "Yes."

"Thank you for your concern." Yongjie bowed to Li Miao.

"The monk deserves to die, but I am still worried about him and cannot give him back his life at this time."

"I did a lot of wrong things as a monk back then, but God blessed me by letting me meet my master, who saved me from suffering. After I left Shaolin, I met a donor who took good care of me."

"If the monk is a clean person with no blood debt, he will definitely drink and chat happily with the donor and travel around the world together."

Li Miao frowned: "Master, what you said sounds like you want to disband?"

Yongjie nodded: "The monk can no longer go to Miaojiang with the donor."

"The monk sneaked out this time to find something and save someone. But the monk doesn't know if that thing is still there."

"The Wedding Dress Divine Art... According to legend, one can pass on one's power to others. Perhaps it will be helpful to the person the monk wants to save."

"The monk wants to compete for this magical skill."

(End of this chapter)