"It's raining outside again." Bai Wenliu received the news from outside and said with a solemn face.

Recently, it coincided with the rainy season in Sichuan, and the rain in the past few days has caused many places in Sichuan to be invaded by mudslides, and this place is no exception, plus this exploration and drilling has further damaged the surface above the tomb, which is the so-called protective layer of the tomb, so once there is a mudslide or other natural disasters here, the tomb is likely to be destroyed.

"Hurry up, send Zixuan up first, send it directly to the nearest hospital, and notify everyone to carry out protective rescue, take pictures, record, transport, protect, seal, all give me time to hurry!"

Everyone began to get busy, at this time, no one will grind foreign workers, not that everyone has great respect for cultural relics, but because everyone knows that it is raining outside, the sooner the tomb is cleaned up, everyone can end this dangerous work as soon as possible, otherwise if there is really any accident, it is likely that even people will stay with this tomb for permanent burial.

Which is more important, cultural relics or human life?

I can't say it, some cultural relics are of great value, coupled with the overall stability of the world pattern after the Second World War, the domestic situation is getting better and better day by day, as the so-called troubled gold antiques, it is not uncommon for a beautiful cultural relics to be auctioned for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, and a human life may sometimes only be worth a few hundred thousand.

Of course, this is not the time to think about this kind of philosophical question, I was asked by Qin Lao to accompany Qin Zixuan to the hospital, because my body has just recovered, and the matter here can be left to them.

I silently felt that it was not Qin Lao, they felt that my temper was getting more and more difficult to control, and if I had another temper, I would pull the identity of the master and oppress them, and they would not be able to resist, so they sent me away early.

Of course, this is just my joke.

I'm happy to accompany Qin Zixuan to leave here first, to be honest, my body is indeed very weak, after all, I just woke up from a coma, and I haven't gotten any good recuperation, I have always been concerned about Qin Zixuan's life and death before, so I don't think there is anything, when Qin Zixuan was discovered, I felt that my feet were a little weak.

The others continued to work in this tomb, Qin Zixuan was carried into the ambulance by the paramedics, and I sat next to me, looking at the girl lying in front of me with water hanging in front of me.

I took a deep breath and spit out heavily, the dark clouds outside were overwhelming, and I suddenly didn't know how I should continue to face the identity of "Little Master", not because I was hypocritical, but because I seemed to have really changed my attitude towards this matter at the beginning.

It's not because I'm obsessed with archaeology and history, but because so many people who have the ability and ability to call you master, and when you get serious and powerful, they all listen to you and do things according to your will.

This feeling,

It's really cool,

It's the kind of refreshment that makes your pores feel good.

It's no wonder that this world is always indispensable.,Power is something that can't be seen or touched.,But it can really be like the sea.。。 Luo. Because once it is contaminated, it is very difficult to get rid of it.

The rain started to get heavier and heavier, and I couldn't help but get a little worried.

If there is another mudslide at this time,

Qin Lao, who is still sorting out and transporting cultural relics under the cave, will they be served in a pot?

In that case, is the Faqiu Gate basically finished?

I'm the only one left with a bare rod master?

I know that this thought and idea is very bad, but people are like this, and the thoughts in their hearts always like to go to the sinful side because others can't know it.

"When will she wake up?" I asked a middle-aged male doctor next to me.

"I don't know, her body is too weak, but there don't seem to be other problems, and the specific ones will have to wait for further examination after being sent to the hospital." The male doctor replied to me very seriously.

"Oh."

I nodded.

I'm very interested in why Qin Zixuan didn't appear at Zhumen's place after she was separated from me at the ghost wall, but lay down in this coffin, did she come back to find me? And then I ran around blindly, and I didn't run into her?

Of course, what I'm most curious about is who was lying in the coffin, and who really nailed the coffin back in?

Obviously, it is impossible for Qin Zixuan to do this alone.

With these thoughts in mind, I leaned against the window of the ambulance, and slowly, I fell asleep.

I was indeed too tired.

When I woke up, I found myself still lying in the hospital bed, next to the nurse who woke up for the first time, and I looked at it, and I was taking saline.

"You're awake." The little nurse smiled and asked, "You're too tired." ”

"Is there anyone outside?" I asked, I was eager to know if Qin Lao and the others had come out or not, and if things were going well over there.

"Yes, I'll call it for you." The little nurse went out for a while, and after a while, Sun Degong walked in.

"Master." Sun Degong sat down next to my bedside.

"How's going on over there?"

I looked out the window, it was still raining, damn rain, I don't know how many secrets I had to hide.

I don't know why I sighed for no reason, but I knew that there were deep secrets in that burial chamber, such as why the Taiping soldiers chose to go there, and the strange vibrations of the chained coffin in the main burial chamber.

If the burial chamber had been intact, the truth might have been discovered from there, but now, because of the heavy rain, everything seems to be unknown again.

"Master, it's over there, everyone has come out safely, Lao Qin and Ah Bai are dealing with the cultural relics that have been transported, it is very dangerous over there, and the rescue work has been suspended, because there has been water seepage, and there has been a small earthquake in a place in Sichuan, but it is likely to have some impact there."

I breathe a sigh of relief, as long as people are safe.

"How is Qin Zixuan?" I asked.

"I'm not awake yet, but I'm out of danger." Sun Degong smiled and reached out to help me tuck the corners of the quilt.

It's good that it's not life-threatening.

I turned my head sideways and saw that my hair mounds were on the side of my pillow.

The whole thing seems to have come to an end,

But at this time, as I continued to look at the hair mound,

I found myself having some complexity in my heart, I couldn't talk about resisting it, I couldn't talk about loving it, I couldn't describe it.

"Master, it's yours." Sun Degong said to me very sincerely, "I believe that the fourth master will not be wrong, we are not an organization engaged in feudal superstition, but there are some things, you can't help but admit, it is really difficult to explain with science."

For example,

What you see on the sandbox. ”