When Zhang Hao saw this scene, he no longer held back.
" Immortal Slaying Stance: Obliteration of Immortals and Buddhas!"
Zhang Hao gently raised the Dragon Slaying Sword, and with the sound of porcelain shattering, the four puppets fell to the ground.
At this moment, Master Eight hurriedly helped Zhang Qishan up.
"Lord Zeng, cheer up!”Master Eight was so anxious that tears flowed down his face.
Zhang Hao took a closer look and saw that the white bones could already be seen in the wound, and Zhang Qishan was about to fall into a coma.
Zhang Hao grabbed Master Eight and said in a deep voice,""Master Eight, don't be anxious. Let me take a look!”
"Yes! Master Eight, you're so capable. You must have a way, right?”Master Eight knelt on the ground, tears mixed with mud on his face, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Alright!" Zhang Hao roared coldly.
Master Eight's expression stiffened. He felt that the aura around him was firmly locked by the ferocious beast, and his chaotic thoughts returned to clarity.
"Get up. What do you look like?”Zhang Hao was a little unhappy. He berated Zhang Qishan and looked at Zhang Qishan's injuries seriously.
Blood was still flowing out of his chest. If he didn't treat it now, he might die from excessive bleeding.
Zhang Hao opened his backpack and took out a small porcelain bottle. As soon as he pulled out the cork, a fragrance assaulted his senses.
Zhang Hao poured the white powder on Zhang Qishan's chest. The whole bottle of powder covered the wound, but the blood stopped flowing.
Zhang Hao had exchanged for some hemostatic medicine before, but he had never had the chance to use it. Such hemostatic medicine was very cheap in the market, but in the eyes of Master Eight, it was undoubtedly a divine powder.
Zhang Hao took some cloth from Master Eight's body and made a simple bandage before putting Zhang Qishan down.
"Lord Zhang, I knew you would definitely have a way. I knew it!”Master Eight heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.
"It should be fine in a while. If outsiders see you crying like this, wouldn't they laugh their heads off?" Zhang Hao said lightly.”
Master Eight's face turned red. He wiped the tears from his face and smiled awkwardly."Aren't we all brothers? Who would say anything? Lord Zhang."
Looking at Master Eight's pleading eyes, Zhang Hao smiled indifferently and did not say anything else.
Zhang Qishan only gradually woke up after being unconscious for two to three minutes.
"Am I saved?" Zhang Qishan asked with a pained expression as he felt the pain from his wound.
In that instant, Zhang Qishan was certain that he would die. Who would have thought that he would be saved?
The location of the wound was not dangerous, but the most difficult part was the blood flowing out. If there was no way to stop the bleeding, Zhang Qishan would die from excessive bleeding before he could walk out of here.
"Lord Zeng, Lord Zhang saved you. Just now, Lord Zhang took out a bottle of spirit medicine and poured it on your wound. It immediately stopped bleeding!”Master Eight said excitedly.
Thinking of his injuries, Zhang Qishan looked at Zhang Hao with a complicated expression.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Qishan cupped his hands and said,""Brother Zhang, I owe you another favor. In the future, if you need my help, I won't even frown even if I have to go through a mountain of blades or a sea of fire.”
Zhang Hao waved his hand and said,"It's fine. It's just a small matter. Brother Zhang, don't take it to heart."”
"I'm just wondering whose tomb this is. Why are there so many strange things and these strange mechanisms?”Master Eight rubbed his chin and said in puzzlement.
Zhang Qishan looked around and said slowly,""I do have some clues about this.”
"Oh, Lord Zeng, why don't you tell me who made this tomb?”Master Eight asked with a puzzled expression.
Zhang Hao also looked at Zhang Qishan.
Zhang Qishan took a deep breath and said,"There are many places here with the emblem of my Zhang family. Those coffins outside should be the coffins of the guardians.”
"Are those Japanese people also after the treasure in the tomb?" Master Eight suddenly woke up and asked in shock.”
Zhang Qishan nodded and said weakly,""If I'm not wrong, the Japanese are not after the treasures in the tomb. There might be something more important.”
"In that case, we must get the things inside. Even if we can't get them, we can't leave them to those Japanese people?”Master Eight was enlightened.
"That's right. Even if we can't get it, we can't leave the things of our ancestors for the Japanese!”Zhang Qishan said firmly.
Zhang Hao also nodded. Although he came down to find the treasure, Zhang Hao did not have a good impression of the Japanese people. Naturally, he agreed with Zhang Qishan's idea.
"Can you still walk?" Zhang Hao helped Zhang Qishan up and asked.
Although the wound was no longer bleeding, it was not a small injury.
Zhang Qishan waved his hand and said slowly,"It's fine. I'll be able to move normally after resting for a while.”
Zhang Qishan could also feel that his chest was rapidly improving. The pain he had just woken up from had been alleviated a lot. If this medicine was placed outside, it would be priceless.
"Brother Zhang, your medicine is so precious that I don't know how to thank you. I wonder if there are any similar medicines. I'm willing to buy a bottle for 20,000 yuan!”Zhang Qishan thought for a moment and said.
Hearing this, Zhang Hao was delighted.
He held back his laughter and agreed." I don't dare to say anything else. I can still get a bottle for you when I go home. However, the ingredients of this medicine are precious. It's also a bottle less."”
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