Coming to the foot of the Goddess Peak again, Xi Wangda could be seen from a long distance with a stick directing the workers to pump water out of the pool.

"Uncle Xi, you have to pay attention to your legs, or sit and command." Luo Ping moved a chair and placed it beside him.

"Alas, I don't know what's going on, I've been pumping for more than an hour, and the water level hasn't dropped at all...... Xiao Luo, are you sure that the coffin in the ancient tomb is from the Tang Dynasty? Xi Wangda looked anxious and anxious.

"Teacher Qiu told me." Luo Ping introduced Qiu Yuji to Xi Wangda.

One is the director of the museum, and the other is a young scholar who has studied ancient cultural relics abroad for many years, Xi Wangda and Qiu Yuji quickly started a discussion about the situation in the ancient tomb.

Beside Xi Wangda, Xi Mengxue quietly held her father's arm, saw Luo Ping walk to her side, and smiled at him.

"Senior sister, how is Uncle Xi's leg?" Luo Ping asked softly.

"The doctor said it would take at least two more weeks to get out of bed and move around, but he-" Xi Mengxue glanced at her father, and a sad expression appeared between her eyebrows.

Xi Wangda's love for archaeological work is far greater than that of autumn rain. This leg is the last time he insisted on exploring a hanging coffin on the hillside despite the strong wind and rain, and unfortunately fell off the cliff, although his life was saved, the leg bone was broken into several pieces.

For people who can be persistent in the cause they love, Luo Ping admires it from the bottom of his heart.

In today's impetuous era, there are very few people like Xi Wangda.

Xi Wangda has been standing like this for more than an hour. Luo Ping noticed that there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, and the shirt on his back was already soaked.

But he didn't care about these at all, and discussed it with Qiu Yuji in full swing.

Luo Ping secretly made a decision in his heart that he must find an opportunity to help him.

The high-powered pump pumped for three hours straight, pumping out enough water to fill a small pool, but the water in the pool never decreased.

"It seems that there is a spring under the pool, and it is useless to pump it." Xi Wangda was very disappointed, sat down in the chair depressed, and involuntarily reached out to touch the injured leg.

Xi Mengxue squatted beside him and rolled up his trouser legs, only to see that the wound near the operation was red and swollen, I really don't know how he persevered.

"Dad." Xi Mengxue shouted, and tears suddenly fell.

Xi Wangda smiled and stroked his daughter's head, "Silly boy, it's okay, just go back and rub some medicine." ”

Luo Ping sighed, squatted down on the other side, looked at Xi Wangda and said with a smile, "Uncle Xi, I used to learn a little bit of bone grafting techniques from others, like you, I may help you massage it to make you more comfortable." ”

Xi Wangda nodded and said with a smile, "Hehe, that's okay, I'll try your unique secret technique." ”

Under the stunned gazes of Xi Mengxue and Qiu Yuji, Luo Ping gently covered Xi Wangda's leg with his left hand, and a pale yellow sè of wealth soon appeared in his hand, wrapping Xi Wangda's injured leg in it.

The smile on Xi Wangda's face froze, and the trace of coldness on his legs completely dispelled the previous swelling pain, and also let him know that Luo Ping's words just now were not bragging.

"Dad, how are you feeling?" Xi Mengxue hurriedly asked.

Xi Wangda nodded, stretched out his fingers and made a silent movement on the side of his mouth, in his opinion, Luo Ping's unique secret technique should be a rare qigong. Legend has it that qigong masters are most taboo to be disturbed when exercising, so he doesn't want Luo Ping to be disturbed.

The pale yellow air flow slowly rotated around his injured leg, and it seemed to be still penetrating into his leg, wisps, cold and cold, very comfortable.

Moreover, the redness and swelling on his legs were also fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost in the blink of an eye, the skin on the wound returned to its normal serior.

Because of his great admiration for Xi Wangda, while treating him, Luo Ping could be said to have no distractions in his heart, not only trying to convey wealth into his legs, but also relying on his left hand that was close to his legs, sensing the changes in his legs.

Suddenly, a trace of his consciousness followed the wealth and gradually penetrated into his legs, and he seemed to be able to clearly see the cracks on his leg bones.

On the side, there was a steel plate connected to the broken leg bones, and Luo Ping could even see the fine gaps in the bones that had not yet grown completely.

With a move in his heart, the fortune no longer surrounds the leg bone to repair it, but drills deep into the section along the gap, like an adhesive, tightly bonding the unhealed section together.

Ten minutes later, when the wealth was exhausted, Luo Ping's heart was relieved, he opened his eyes that had been closed at some point, and said with a smile, "It should be better." ”

There was silence all around.

When he looked up, Xi Wangda, Xi Mengxue, and Qiu Yuji all looked at him dumbfounded.

The muscles on Luo Ping's face twitched, knowing that he had just gone too far, which caused them to be shocked, and he couldn't help but sneer, "It's just an ordinary qigong treatment, you don't have to look at me like this." ”

He didn't know that when he clearly perceived the specific situation of Xi Wangda's broken leg in his mind, and guided Cai Qi to repair the broken bones from the subtleties, his body was yellow and golden, and with his serious face, it actually gave people a sense of solemnity.

Xi Wangda felt the deepest. Just now, there was a sudden heart-scratching itch on my legs, which was unbearable. He had to grit his teeth desperately, and his hands clung to the armrests of the chair before he resisted the urge to scratch desperately.

Luo Ping stood up in disdain, his head suddenly dizzy, and it was dark in front of him, and he only stood firm under the support of Qiu Yuji.

"Are you alright?" Qiu Yuji asked with concern.

"It's fine." Luo Ping smiled, "My little bit of internal qi is exhausted, and it's just a little out of strength." ”

Qiu Yuji looked at him with a smile, and there was a lot of meaning in her eyes. Luo Ping knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he just hoped that she wouldn't continue to ask.

With the support of Xi Mengxue, Xi Wangda stood up again, tried to walk a few steps, and he suddenly said with great joy, "God, God, Xiao Luo, what kind of kung fu are you, how do I feel that my legs seem to be all right, and I don't feel pain at all." ”

Xi Wangda walked faster and faster, and Zuihou even jumped, his face always full of surprise.

"Hey, hey, hey." Luo Ping smirked, he had already made up his mind, no matter how they asked, they only said it was qigong.

At the same time, he also had a question in his heart, and Weishenme himself seemed to be able to clearly see the specific situation of his broken bones.

Suddenly, his hand touched a hard object in his pocket, and then he remembered that the golden hairpin was still in his pocket.

His right hand reached into his trouser pocket and was about to take it out, but he froze. A cold stream flowed from the golden hairpin, which had already been warmed by his body temperature, into the Pixiu in his palm.

"One thousand two hundred and thirty, fifty-eighth, etc."

As usual, Pixiu's voice resurfaced in his mind, and it once again proved Qiu Yuji's judgment.

However, Weishenme was suddenly able to absorb the wealth in the golden hairpin?

Luo Ping quickly withdrew his hand and looked at the palm of his right hand covertly. I saw that on the Pixiu pattern, most of the corners of the second layer were filled with red blood, and only a smaller part remained.

"What is this?" Luo Ping's heart was shocked, he still remembered that after absorbing the wealth qi from the big drum, there was still a large blank space in the second corner, but now the weishenme was quickly filled?

After thinking about it, there is only one possibility.

"That coffin, it must be that coffin." Luo Ping was stunned for a long time, thinking that there was only one possibility.

But the coffin was so big, and his palm was only placed on it for less than a minute, and the wealth he absorbed could almost make Pixiu grow again?

"Could it be that absorbing wealth from high-grade objects, even a small part, is much more efficient than absorbing wealth from a large number of low-grade objects? So if you absorb all the wealth in that coffin, what kind of effect will it have? ”

Until he got in the car and returned to the hotel, Luo Ping was still thinking about this problem.

In the corridor, Qiu Yuji saw Luo Ping standing at his door in a daze, forgetting to even open the door, so he walked up to him with a smile and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, hurry up and clean up, let's go back to school together." ”

Luo Ping woke up, nodded with a smile, and while opening the door, he thought, "It's useless to think about it, that coffin has long been submerged in the depths of the waterhole, and it will never be seen again." ”

Under the gaze of Qiu Yuji, he opened the door with the door card, and was about to insert the card into the electric groove, when his heart suddenly jǐng Zhao Dasheng suddenly retreated towards the door.

A foot kicked out of the bathroom with lightning speed.