Zipingpu Town People's Hospital was bustling with people, outside the operating room a pair of icy and beautiful young girls and an old man full of literary elegance sat on a chair, a tall and strong man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters stood at the door with his arms crossed, his face full of rough skin, making those passing by turn their faces and sigh.

  Outside, two young men were hastily pushing through the crowd, rushing towards the operating room at high speed, with several police officers following behind, panting heavily.

  "Dad, how is it inside?" Chaozi panted and asked.

  He Lao looked at his son and forced a smile: "Don't know yet, have you confirmed your side?"

  Chaozi raised the bag of eight trigrams in his hand: "You see, isn't this Wen Bin's thing? The person who sent it in must be him."

  He picked up the familiar eight trigrams bag and saw the Seven Stars Sword in Zhang's hand. Cha Wenbin had used these two things to collect souls and perform magic in Wangzhuang Village, how could he not know?

  "Don't be in a hurry," Old He looked at the police officers again and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Did you guys cause trouble here?"

  Chaozi glared at those police officers with a bad temper: "It was them who found Wenbin's brother, they came to investigate."

  The leading policeman walked over politely and said to Mr. He, "Sir, do you know what's going on? Can you tell me about it?"

  He Lao is a traditional cultural person, and for these officials, his consciousness should still cooperate. He opened his mouth and said: "We are..." The door of the operating room creaked open, and the hospital director in white coat with glasses came out with sweat all over his head: "Who among you knows the patient inside?"

  "Recognize!", "We all recognize!" Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong replied one after another, "Doctor, how is he?"

  The director pushed his glasses and took off his mask, saying: "This person's life is not ordinary, with seven broken bones on his body, and various external injuries caused by sharp objects. There is a wound on his back that is as deep as the bone, about 20 centimeters long. We estimate that this person has been soaked in water for more than eight hours, and his hands and feet have been swollen, but he is still alive. I can only say that this is a medical miracle!

  "Is he still alive, doctor?" Chaozi asked tightly grasping the director's hand.

  The director said, "Kid, I know you're anxious, but this is a small town hospital with limited medical capabilities. For now, we've managed to stop the bleeding and reset the broken bones through surgery, but the patient has suffered severe injuries and lost a lot of blood, and is still in a deep coma. My suggestion is to have him stay here for now and get through the critical period. If his vital signs stabilize over the next three days, we can arrange for him to be transferred to a hospital with better medical facilities."

  "Then we're counting on you, Doctor. Can we go in and take a look?" Chaozi asked.

  The director shook his head: "Not for the time being, even the best room here can't guarantee asepsis. For the past two days, to prevent wound infection, it's better not to get close to the patient. I'll arrange someone to take turns to look after him."

  "Thud", Chaozi and Zhuoxiong knelt down again, forcing the hospital director to help them up. Under everyone's gaze, Cha Wenbin, covered in bandages, was unrecognizable, like a mummy, and was slowly pushed out of the operating room towards the second floor. Through several doctors, they finally saw the hand tightly grasping the sun wheel - it was indeed the object brought from the bronze coffin.

  The director shook his head: "This man has been holding onto that thing all along, no matter how we tried to persuade him, it seems that it's very important to him." After saying that, he turned around and left. This major surgery was really exhausting for him.

  He Lao noticed the object at a glance, but there were several police officers around him, so he didn't dare to make a fuss. After explaining his identity and showing relevant documents to the police officers, he borrowed a public phone to call the provincial unit to send an introduction letter to Sichuan, which completed the basic formalities of the public security bureau. The leading police officer, whose surname was Liang, specifically asked He Lao to come visit him when he had time.

  Cha Wenbin was arranged to a special care unit on the second floor. He Lao made a phone call to the relevant leaders of the Sichuan cultural relics department, and he is considered a big shot in this field. The relationships were immediately established, and the hospital, from the director to the nurse, took good care of this lucky man. After everything was arranged, the first person to keep watch was Heng Roulian, while others returned to Zhuo Xiong's home to rest due to their injuries.

  Zhuo Xiong's home, He Lao stood in front of the bed, looking at Chaozi lying down, and sighed: "Now tell me, what happened to you two? The thing on his hand is not an ordinary object."

  Chaozi yī wǔ yī shí de bǎ suǒyǒu de shìqíng jiǎng le yībiān, zhè xiǎo zǐ, dào nǎlǐ dōu bùwàngjì sǔn rén, hǎo bù róngyì lǔ zhù shíhuì, bǎ lǎo Wáng gěi mà le yī wén bù zhí, mà tā shì bái yǎn láng, shì tèwù, shì jiējí dírén. Yào bùshì Hé lǎo zǔzhì, gūjì dōu néng bǎ lǎo Wáng zǔzōng bādài gěi mà le yībiān.

  He Lao walked to the window, his hands behind his back, gazing out at the starry sky and said: "As for his affairs, you all shouldn't ask any more questions. Cold Shouzhang said before he left that there were orders from above, Old Wang's existence is special. As for what you encountered, it was a lost piece of history. On this land of ours, there should be similar things, only they haven't been discovered yet. According to my deduction, whether you believe it or not, the last one who appeared, Cha Wenbin, definitely wasn't the 'person' you knew, and the one lying in the hospital right now is the real him."

  "Who is it?" Chaozi sat up in bed. When did Dad start talking like this?

  "This, I'm afraid you have to ask him yourself. Go to bed early." Old He said and pushed open the door and went out.

  The next morning, they rushed to the hospital. Before entering the gate, the director was already waiting at the door and excitedly said: "He woke up!"

  After rushing to the ICU on the second floor, with the hospital's consent, this group of sworn brothers and sisters Taojing all went in. Cha Wenbin, who was filled with various tubes, turned his eyeballs weakly, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

  Yes, he woke up, he finally woke up from that nightmare-like place. Zha Wenbin didn't know how long he had been unconscious, once before he had woken up in an unknown location, his whole body aching so much that every breath required great courage.

  Bloody, this is the first reaction after waking up, being pressed down, this is the second reaction. At this moment, there is a soft and fluffy thing pressing on his back. Cha Wenbin struggled to crawl out, painfully, crawling, struggling, moving his body inch by inch, every inch he moved, the wounds on his body accelerated the loss of blood.

  He turned his head with effort and saw a pair of green eyes the size of copper bells beside him, was it Sanzu? Cha Wenbin tried to call out softly: "Buddy?" There was no response, the whole world was as silent as death. The bagua bag on his body was still there, he struggled to take out a lighter, opened it, and lit it. The weak flame seemed insignificant in this dark world, but finally he saw it, the thick skin of Sanzu had been torn open, revealing red muscles, and its tongue that often licked itself had also stretched out of its mouth, it was dead! Before dying, Sanzu used its body to block the way, it pressed the person who had been following it tightly under its body. Cha Wenbin didn't know what happened, but he could think that this frog, in its last moments, still protected him.

  Cry? No, he didn't dare to cry, because every sob would bring intense pain to his chest. The bodies of the Ti people were scattered all around, and not far away, a piece of metal was still shining brightly - it was the Sun Wheel! Cha Wenbin moved his badly injured body, grabbed the object, and with a "splash", fell into the water, losing consciousness again. When he came to, he was already here.

  Seven days later, a flight took off from Chengdu and flew to Hangzhou. On the other side of the airport, Leng Suo Chang and Xiao Mo were anxiously waiting, next to them stood a chubby middle-aged man, who was Old Wang. The hospital's ambulance was already on standby, accompanied by police cars with flashing lights.

  The Toei sisters were handed over to the judicial authorities, awaiting various investigations. A month later, the sisters were taken back to Japan by the Japanese ambassador, while Mochizuki Kazuo remained in China forever, as he was never seen again after the collapse of the tomb, probably buried underneath.

  The matter of Old Wang was put under a gag order, everyone pretended to be unaware, he continued to be active in various archaeological sites, no one knew what kind of task he had this time.

  After this thrilling journey, he returned to school and participated in the graduation defense with a paper "The Lost Bashu", achieving high scores and successfully entering the Institute of Archaeology, becoming He Lao's closed-door disciple.

  Zhuo Xiong handed over the 'home' of Zipingpu to the medicinal herb collector who brought them down the mountain, and took Heng Roulian with him to Hangzhou.

  He Yi Chao, temporarily put on leave by Leng So Long, spent his days wandering around a certain ward in the Zhejiang People's Hospital with two big men. In that special ward, an old eight-trigram bag and a wheel-shaped object hung from the bedhead, next to which leaned a seven-star sword. On the bed, a mature man who had experienced many hardships was enjoying having his tangerine peeled by a strange and lovely girl...

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