As Zhang Tian left, the people in the conference room also left one after another.
"I didn't expect Zhang Tian to have so much."
Outside, Xie Lianhuan sighed.
"Yes, his methods are beyond our reach, and the fact that he can produce such a pill means he has more."
"This time, Old Gou got lucky."
Er Yuehong spoke.
"It seems this year's competition will be even more intense. We must obtain one."
Xie Lianhuan murmured, a flicker of desire in his eyes.
"Tonight, he is coming to my Xie family. We can see if we can get some useful information then."
Xie Lianhuan said, quickening his pace.
Zhang Tian walked towards the courtyard.
As he passed the Beili Archaeological Institute, he paused.
"Hmm? Why does it seem empty?"
He looked at the archaeological institute before him. It was usually bustling with people, but now it seemed deserted.
Zhang Tian moved closer.
"No unauthorized personnel allowed."
Seeing someone approach, the security guard immediately stopped Zhang Tian.
"I'd like to ask why it's so deserted here?"
Zhang Tian asked.
The security guard glanced at Zhang Tian, perhaps sensing he wasn't a bad person, and then replied.
"The expert team has gone for an archaeological dig, so there are fewer people. But the security is still tight. If you have no business here, please leave."
The middle-aged uncle also reminded Zhang Tian.
"Archaeological dig?"
Zhang Tian thought about it. It made sense, where else would an archaeological team go if not to dig?
"It seems I should also go on an archaeological dig. Hmm? Wait, what is this smell again?"
Zhang Tian murmured. Just as he turned, he suddenly smelled a scent again.
It was that same pungent odor.
The smell was faint, and Zhang Tian, before his breakthrough, might not have detected it.
"What is that place over there?"
Zhang Tian pointed to where the smell was coming from.
"That's our staff's infirmary."
The security guard replied.
Zhang Tian nodded and left the security guard's line of sight.
"That's strange."
The security guard mumbled and paid no more attention to Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian found a corner, and with a flash, he was inside the archaeological institute.
Despite the good security, it was still difficult to prevent someone like Zhang Tian.
Following the scent, Zhang Tian quickly arrived at the place emitting the odor.
As the security guard had said, it was indeed a hospital, and the facilities were quite old.
When Zhang Tian reached the entrance, he was hit by a strong, peculiar smell.
"Why is there such a smell? It's so familiar, isn't this the scent of a weasel?"
Zhang Tian shivered.
He remembered the smell from when he had entered a weasel's den before; it was full of this odor.
Now, to find it in a hospital, it was clearly no ordinary matter.
"Could it be that a weasel has become a spirit here?"
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
He had smelled it a year ago when he came to make a donation, but he hadn't paid it any mind.
However, looking at it now, he had to resolve it. If such a thing was allowed to grow, it could become a menace.
Entering the hospital.
There were many nurses and doctors inside.
As they saw Zhang Tian enter, some nurses cast peculiar glances at him.
"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed in."
A person who seemed to be in charge stopped Zhang Tian.
Her face was stern.
"I'm not an outsider, I'm from the archaeological institute."
Zhang Tian said, his face unblushing.
"The archaeological team left for their dig long ago. Who are you?"
The manager's expression was serious, and she instinctively reached for someone to call for help.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian felt a bit helpless. He had intended to enter normally, but it seemed that was no longer possible.
With a wave of his hand, the woman before him fainted.
Immediately after, Zhang Tian flashed, and the people on the first floor also fainted.
Zhang Tian then set up a formation on the first floor.
Once someone entered, the formation would activate, and they would fall unconscious.
Having finished, Zhang Tian slowly ascended to the third floor.
The aura was coming from the third floor.
Soon, Zhang Tian arrived at room 301.
This room was specifically for treating difficult diseases.
Basically, any illness that was incurable or beyond current medical technology was treated here.
Zhang Tian looked at the door.
Even without entering, Zhang Tian could smell a strong, peculiar odor.
"This weasel must have a high cultivation level."
Zhang Tian murmured. He gently pushed the door open, and then froze.
On the hospital bed lay a woman, no, a weasel.
Her hands were bound by chains, and her face was contorted.
Her body was covered in yellow fur.
Her snout was long, and if not for a closer look, she resembled a large weasel.
"This is a weasel possession!"
Seeing this, Zhang Tian immediately came to a conclusion.
Only those possessed by a weasel would exhibit such symptoms.
Moreover, a weasel capable of possession would not be of a low level.
Zhang Tian slowly approached the woman.
Looking at the thing on the bed, Zhang Tian gently stroked its face. A cool sensation spread.
Her eyes fluttered open, and the chains began to rattle. The woman, who had been restrained, woke up.
"Aow aow."
Painful growls emanated from her mouth.
Zhang Tian calmly tapped her chest, pressing into an acupoint. The woman gradually calmed down.
"Where am I?"
Xiao Li asked, her voice laced with confusion.
Her expression changed drastically as she looked at herself.
"What's happening? Why have I become like this!"
"My head hurts so much."
Looking at the woman in pain on the bed, Zhang Tian waved his hand again. A cool sensation enveloped her.
Xiao Li felt a little better.
"You've been possessed by a weasel, which is why you've become like this. Tell me, what exactly happened? Perhaps I can save you."
Zhang Tian said calmly.
Xiao Li looked at Zhang Tian with hope in her eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Tian was her lifeline.
"I remember, Teacher Li and I went to Beidong and encountered many strange things."
"There were opened mechanisms, a huge tomb, countless skeletons, and we came to a place that looked like the King of Hell's palace."
"There was even a plaque with a 'Life and Death Shop,' which was extremely terrifying."
Xiao Li recalled.
"Was the tomb owner named Huang Shuliang?"
Zhang Tian asked, his expression serious.
"You... how did you know? The tomb owner was indeed named Huang Shuliang."
"However, we didn't find the body. Instead, we found a coffin, and inside it, we discovered many cultural relics."
As Xiao Li spoke, Zhang Tian interrupted her.
"Just tell me if you lost your memory from that point onwards."
Zhang Tian said.
"That's right! I found a newborn weasel inside a coffin, and then I lost my memory!"
"I even picked up that weasel and raised it!"
"But I don't remember what happened afterward."
Xiao Li said earnestly.
Zhang Tian's brow furrowed.
If he wasn't mistaken, that little weasel was Huang Shuliang!
"I didn't expect him to still be alive!"