Chapter 602: The Impermanence of the World, the Sword of the Burial Spirit
After the soul is separated from the human body and then merges, there is a process of adaptation and requires rest.
What's more, Luo Bin's soul has been out of his body for a long time, and it is estimated that he will have to rest for at least three or four days. But our work is done, and the rest will be taken care of by the hospital.
From the time I and Duoqing entered the ward to Luo Bin's awakening, it took fifteen minutes at most. Luo Bin's parents, who had been observing outside the ward, cried with joy, and Situ Cheng and the two nurses were also stunned, and hurriedly changed into protective clothing and walked in.
At the moment when I passed by Situ Cheng, through the transparent mask of the protective suit, I saw his face with a complicated expression again. In retrospect, I was a little reckless in my actions just now, and I wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to him.
But this Dr. Situ was quite dedicated, and his attention quickly shifted to Luo Bin, who had just woken up, directing the two little nurses to measure blood pressure and record data, and he didn't have time to pay attention to me at all, so he could only give up on apologizing.
Luo Bin's parents held our hands and thanked us excitedly. We were polite to the old man and said that everyone was a colleague, and that was as it should be. also told them to let Luo Bin rest for a few days without being in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital.
When I walked out of the hospital, the scorching midday sun shone on my face, and I was a little dizzy. Quancheng is a well-known furnace in the country, and this temperature can really dry people, and it feels better after pouring two bottles of cold drinks in a row.
We took the car back to Tiandihe with Sister Cheng, and before going to Xiangxi, Minister Wang was alarmed, according to the rules, I should take the initiative to contact him to report the situation, but after thinking about it, I decided to wait.
Because we came back in a hurry, the Secret Service and the police should not have issued a notice yet, so it is better to wait for the notice to come out in two days and then contact Minister Wang.
Back in Tiandihe, I heard that Luo Bin was sober, and the whole company was cheering. After such a while, Xiao Hei and Xiao Lu at the front desk, Xiao Zhang and He Xiaoqi are already familiar with each other.
The girl seems to be born with no immunity to small animals at all, especially He Xiaoqi, who is overflowing with love, and even took it to the pet store downstairs to take a bath, and her nails and hair were trimmed.
At this moment, Xiao Hei is radiant, with fluffy snow-white fur, a strong smell of shower gel, and bright eyes, which suddenly looks like a Bichon Frise, cute and cute.
Xiao Lu Xiao Zhang surrounded me and asked how he got this little guy.
Looking at the who kissed and hugged Xiao Hei one by one, I couldn't help but laugh secretly, if I knew the identity of Xiao Hei's corpse dog, I don't know if these beauties would scream.
Afraid of scaring them, I had to play Tai Chi, saying that it was a little local dog in Xiangxi, who led us the way at that time, and felt that it was fate to bring it back.
Luo Bin is still in his body, and there is no big problem, but Hu Zitao died in a foreign land.
Not only did he die tragically, but Lao Hu, who was incarnated as a coffin beast, was quickly wiped out after being killed by Zhou Lei, and even a pair of bones were not left, and he was forever buried in the Void Demon Tower in Xiangxi.
I told everyone the details of the incident, and everyone was embarrassed, Xiao Lu and Xiao Zhang kept wiping their tears, and while they were sad about the loss of a colleague, they also lamented the impermanence of fate.
Hu Zitao is well-known in the Quancheng monastic circle, at his age, his parents have long since died, and he has no wife and children, and he is alone. Presumably he has been in this business for many years, and he has suffered from five disadvantages and three shortcomings.
It's just that I heard that there is a girlfriend who has lived together for many years, and I don't know if it's true or not.
Ordinary people may not know that there is an unwritten rule in our industry, one is that the company will buy life insurance for everyone with a lot of money, and the other is that you need to sign a disclaimer before joining the company, commonly known as "life and death".
To put it simply, all problems that occur during work have nothing to do with the company and are responsible for themselves. In the event of a casualty, the insurance purchased by the company is equivalent to the aftermath of the claim. When I joined the fat man, it was no exception. Qiqi Chinese Network
Hu Zitao's aftermath work is naturally responsible for the company's administrative department, Sister Cheng, and we don't have to worry.
I discussed with the fat man and the amorous, and decided to take out the 10,000 yuan of hush money given by the second senior sister, and transfer it to Sister Cheng to Lao Hu's girlfriend, which can be regarded as a expression of my heart and sorrow.
Sister Cheng refused to accept it, saying that the specific situation on Hu Zitao's side still needs to be verified, so there is no need to worry. I forced the money into her, saying that if I couldn't find his girlfriend, you would help us donate it to Project Hope, even if it was to help old Hu Jide do good.
In the evening, the company booked a seat in the hotel and held a reception banquet for the three of us, and the administrative department, business department, logistics department, health department and the front desk of Xiao Zhang gathered together.
But after all, there was Lao Hu, and everyone's mood was not high, so they hurriedly drank a glass of wine and dispersed early.
On the way home, I asked Sister Cheng about Boss Qin's situation, and Sister Cheng said that she had been contacted, and it turned out to be a false alarm.
This time, Boss Qin undertook the project to build a road on the border between India and Pakistan, where the signal was very weak, so there was a situation where it could not be contacted before.
When I returned to my home and saw Lao Bi, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, everyone couldn't help but laugh. We told the fat bird about the trip to Xiangxi again, but Lord Bai was still not there.
The fat bird looked at the hilt of my sword, his eyes sparkling.
"Fourth, you kid is a chicken that escaped from the weasel's mouth - you're lucky! Do you know what this thing is? ”
I was inexplicable, and said that of course I knew that this sword hilt could grow a strange black and red sword, but it was probably a copycat, and now it is out of order.
"Whew!"
The fat bird's eyes are crooked, and its round belly is lying together.
"Knockoffs? You're a terrible thing! This thing is the legendary Rare Divine Weapon - the Burial Sword! ”
Burial Sword? What the hell?!
I was so sleepy that I was going to die, but when I heard Lao Bi say this, I suddenly came to the spirit, considering the consistent virtue of this fat guy, I naturally served with tea and poured water, licking my face and saying that adults are well-informed, and please give advice.
The fat bird has enough of the score, and this is the right color, telling me that this sword is rumored to be made by the strange people of the rivers and lakes, Xiaohui layman, but in fact it is not.
It is said that the predecessor of this object was a piece of alien iron at the junction of the three gangs, and it is not known how it was conceived, and it is not known how many years it has existed.
It has been intensively cultivated by the sun and moon of the Six Realms and Three Gangs, not only has the power to absorb the soul, but also can be transformed into a strong, sharp and restrained, once it appears, it will see blood and light, sharpen iron like mud, and be afraid of ghosts and ghosts.
Legend has it that this iron was obtained by Xiaohui monks, and others called the king of soldiers, but he was a soldier who was a fool, but he could not understand the mystery for a long time, and finally had to give up, only forging this thing into a sword hilt, and named it "Burial Spirit".
Because it is not a completed work, only the word "Xiao" is engraved on the hilt of the Funeral Spirit Sword, instead of the "Xiaohui" steel seal used by the King of Soldiers, which seems to be silently expressing the regret in his heart......