Chapter 122: Investigating the Soul Bottle, One of the Five Weird Items
"Puff~ Hehe, this is very Wu Suowei." Bai Haotian flashed his bright white little teeth.

Bai Haotian didn't have much time to get to know Wu Suowei, but Wu Xie had been with him for quite a while.

From being Wu Shanju's assistant to working in tombs, Wu Suowei had helped him with so many things that it could be said that he had long been his right-hand man.

Moreover, although these right-hand men usually have a bad attitude and sometimes get angry, they have never disappointed anyone when doing things.

"This is his way of staying alive," Wu Xie explained, and then said with a smile: "Don't say bad things about him behind his back. I don't think there is anyone in Warehouse 11 who has better hearing than him."

Ah, Bai Haotian's eyes widened: "So basically there are no secrets around him?"

Wu Xie's nod made Bai Haotian feel very upset. In the past few days, she often left her post and sent messages to Wu Xie and Wu Suowei in the name of Wang Junyi.

This was also the order from the big boss Wu Erbai, and only these two people knew about it.

Could it be? Her hidden identity has been revealed by Wu Suowei? But why didn't he tell her? And he kept asking who she was in the WeChat chat?

Thinking that their rooms were very close, Bai Haotian suddenly felt uneasy.

"He lives next to me. I have to go back quickly."

Hearing Bai Haotian rushing out the door, Wu Suowei, who was walking towards the office area, shook his head helplessly.

Isn't it just surveillance throughout the process? No matter how much more, there will be no privacy. Why are you so excited?
A few minutes later, Wu Suowei came to the office area and drank a few cups of tea with a group of old employees, and then sat next to the surveillance camera.

Working hours are always very long, and it is difficult to sleep until the end of the get off work day.

After replaying the entire surveillance video and finding no abnormalities, Wu Suowei wrote down the handover book and rushed to the rental house.

After opening the front door of the rental house, Wu Suowei saw the most unbelievable scene in his life.

Fatty Wang was about to go out with his freshly washed afro. Wu Suo didn't need to think too much, he was definitely going to the Piaopiao Barber Shop next door.

The fat man, who had just picked up the things, looked at Wu Suowei returning. He rubbed his eyes and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"No, Xiao Wuzi, why are you back?" Fatty Wang asked in a long voice, "Did you get fired?"

"Yes, I was used to being indulgent, so I was fired." Wu Suowei pretended to be sad.

"No, fifty thousand a month, you don't know how to cherish it? You know we only spend money here, how much do I make a month working?" Fatty Wang wanted to cry but had no tears: "If I had never worked before, you would have pissed me off. Oh, fifty thousand, my heart is broken!"

"Let's go wash my hair. I'm getting a promotion today, so it's my treat." Wu Suowei shook his head and laughed.

Promotion? Fatty Wang was shocked, then he rubbed his hands with shining eyes: "Did you get a raise?"

"No~" Wu Suowei said as he walked out the door, picking up the Piaopiao milk tea on the ground.

The two chatted as they walked, and soon they arrived at Piaopiao Barber Shop. Before entering, Wu Suowei returned the Piaopiao milk tea to the fat man.

Fatty Wang took the milk tea and peeked at the door, and found Piaopiao was washing a customer's hair.

He walked lightly behind Piao with the things in his hand, and Wu Suowei once again sat next to Mengmeng who was doing homework.

Seeing the two people coming through the mirror and the fat man standing behind her, Piaopiao turned around immediately.

"Hey, Fatty, what's wrong with your hair?" Piaopiao looked at the fat man's standing hair as if she had been electrocuted. She asked immediately.

Fatty Wang scratched his head, his tongue tangled again as he said, "Ahem, ahem, it's time to wash!"

He looked at the waiter who was washing my hair and took a few steps to the side: "You, you are busy."

"You say!" Piaopiao looked at the fat man standing beside her with a smile on her face.

"I, I mean, I, hahaha." Fatty Wang laughed awkwardly a few times: "Yeah, it's me. I've been having a dream recently. Listen, it's me."

"I'm going to buy that Piaopiao milk tea, right? You know, when I paid the bill, I looked at the waiter. Oh, I know him. Guess who it is?" Looking at Piaopiao who was busy working, he said in an extremely affirmative tone, "It's you."

"Haha, I was wondering how it could be such a coincidence? So I went to buy it today." Fatty Wang said as he picked up the box of milk tea.

These words reached the ears of Wu Suowei and Meng Meng who were sitting next to them. She was doing her homework when she suddenly looked up and glanced at Fatty and Piaopiao.

Then she lowered her head to study her exercises. Seeing her expression, Wu Suowei twitched his lips and thought to himself.

"You're already an adult, but you don't know how to hide your words at all. Your intentions are so obvious that even a child can see through them."

Alas, Wu Suowei rummaged in his pocket and rolled his eyes. There was nothing but money in his pocket.

"Come on, little girl, I'll give you a hundred yuan, buy yourself some candy."

Meng Meng made a face and said, "You are not sincere at all. Don't even think about bribing me."

Although she said this, her hands quickly put the money into her pocket.

Knowing that although her family was an old craftsman, they had now run into trouble and went bankrupt, and thus had to live in poverty, Wu Suowei rubbed her head.

Fatty and Piaopiao's words came back: "I bought this for the kids. This is very popular among kids. Right, Mengmeng? Take it to school, but don't give it to the older brother next to you. He's a big drinker."

"Piao Piao."

With a friendly call, a man in his forties walked in carrying something.

Piaopiao, who was washing Fatty Wang's hair, turned around to take a look and then responded perfunctorily, "Hey, Brother Li."

The fat man who was enjoying it with his eyes closed seemed to be stimulated and looked at the person who came with side eyes. The person had few hairs on his head, and it was obvious that he had a Mediterranean climate.

He was holding two hairtails in his hands, and it was obvious that he was here to give them as gifts.

Fatty Wang's heart sank. "Who the hell is this? Is there someone Fatty Wang doesn't know? Does he want to pursue Piaopiao too?"

Brother Li's voice rang out: "I was on a business trip and brought back some hairtails. I specially left two for you. I put them down for you."

On purpose? Fatty Wang's face was gloomy.

Brother Li didn't notice anything. As he spoke, he walked over to Wu Suowei and Meng Meng who were drinking milk tea, and placed the two hairtails on the table with a smile on his face.

Then he said hello to Piaopiao and left the barber shop.

"Who is this Brother Li? The middle part of his head is bald, so he must be a leader." Wu Suowei put down his milk tea and asked softly.

Mengmeng, who was doing her homework, stopped writing, stretched out her hand towards Wu Suowei, and made a gesture of counting money.

It seems that the cost of inquiring is included.

After putting the hundred yuan Wu Suowei handed over into her pocket, she said, "He lives next door. I heard he works in a bank. He's very promising. He usually likes to give gifts.

A promising job in a bank? A hairtail fish weighing less than half a pound?

It is difficult for Wu Suowei to combine these situations perfectly.

"Too stingy." Wu Suowei smacked his lips.

Mengmeng, who had just earned 200 yuan, nodded immediately.

The fat man next to him said in a depressed and hostile voice: "No, who is this Brother Li?"

"He lives next door. He usually comes to see us, an orphan and a widow, and often comes to take care of us." Piaopiao's voice was filled with gratitude. "An orphan and a widow?" Fatty Wang was depressed just now, but now his anger is gone. He has a very obvious happiness on his face, without any concealment: "Where is Mengmeng's father?"

"separated.

Piaopiao seemed to not care about the past and said it very straightforwardly. Fatty Wang's eyes were full of joy and a cheerful expression on his face. He almost jumped up with joy: "Are you divorced for life?"

Damn, Wu Suowei wanted to beat up Fatty after hearing this. No wonder this guy doesn't have a girlfriend.

Should.

"Don't ask, we're divorced." Piaopiao put his head back in place, obviously not wanting to bring up the past. The smell of a barbershop is always so pungent and unpleasant. She suddenly coughed while sucking the fat man's hair.

Fatty Wang, who was lying on his back, felt inexplicably distressed, and then the happy expression on his face disappeared without a trace.

"How is your health? You are a rich lady, but you don't have anyone to take care of you. It's really pitiful. You should be more careful."

In this huge city, with steel buildings, even though the sun is high in the sky, the temperature is colder than ice.

It's rare that someone cares so much about her that the topic of conversation is all about her. Piaopiao felt embarrassed.

"Fat brother, what kind of business do you have?"

The topic suddenly changed. Wu Suowei, who was sitting next to him, changed his expression and looked at Fatty Wang worriedly.

People in love always lose themselves, always wanting to open their hearts and confess everything about themselves.

Wu Xie, Wu Suowei and Fatty were openly engaged in the antique business, but secretly participated in tomb robbing, which is a good way to say that they are an archaeological team, and a bad way to say that they are digging up other people's ancestral graves.

Chinese people are born either black or white, so this profession cannot be talked about casually.

While Fatty Wang hadn't spoken yet, Wu Suowei smiled and said, "Sister Piao, my family is in the real estate business."

Fatty Wang understood immediately and started boasting: "Our business is huge, it's interesting and profitable. I tell you, we have traces all over Wuzhou, no, we have traces all over the country, it's a big business."

Piaopiao looked embarrassed. Mengmeng had been sick since birth and it would cost a lot of money.

Over the years, in order to pay for Tao's medical treatment, the originally awarded funds have been basically sold out, and this is only the cost of stabilizing his condition.

The ex-husband was not a good man, drinking and gambling all day long. The only remaining contact was not to treat Mei'er's illness, but to shamelessly ask for money.

"Alas." Piaopiao sighed: "Fat brother, you are in the real estate business. I want to ask you a favor. I have another house, ah, it's pretty good, can you see if you can..."

The fat man who was enjoying the head massage immediately sat up with a look of surprise on his face.

He was just bragging and never expected Piaopiao to ask him for help.

Now that things have become like this, several people have been economically sanctioned by Wu Erbai.
The housing prices in Wuzhou are expensive, and I don’t have enough money to buy it.

Well, Fatty Wang secretly took a breath of cold air.

"Ah, I'm just saying." Seeing that the fat man was in trouble, Piaopiao quickly made a long-range attack.

"No, no, that's me." The fat man looked at her with a little disappointment, and he felt really bad. He wanted to help, but the funding chain had been broken, and he was really unable to do it.

"Sister Piaopiao, it's not that we don't want to help you, but..." Wu Suowei's face showed embarrassment. He put his hands in front of him, put his thumb and index finger together, and made a square shape: "My family is in this kind of real estate business, that's it."

"Ah?" A hint of surprise appeared on Piaopiao's face, and then she laughed.

It turned out that she was impatient and misunderstood. The real estate that Wu Suowei was talking about was different from what she understood. It was a Yin house, also known as an urn.

"Hey, what's the big deal? It's just carpentry. Besides, birth, aging, sickness and death are all part of life. Is there anything embarrassing about that?"

"I heard from Fatty that your family used to be wealthy, didn't they? It's really hard for us who are in the carpentry business to ask for help, right?" Wu Suowei said and glanced at the fat man.

Finally, he managed to hide it. Fatty Wang patted his heart which was about to jump out of his chest and said, "I hope my old classmate doesn't mind."

After saying that, the fat man, with an uneasy heart, lay down with his eyes closed: "Xiao Wuzi, help me with something. You see, your sister Piaopiao has caught a cold these days. Go buy some medicine."

"Okay, I'll be back in a bit."

"No need, no need, Fatty." Piaopiao was about to go over and hold Wu Suowei, but Wu Suowei was young after all, and he had already walked out before she reached the door.

Wu Suowei bought a box of cold medicine at the pharmacy, and when he returned, he saw Fatty standing in front of the mirror, narcissistically fiddling with his newly-tied hairstyle.

Seeing the happiness on his face, Wu Suowei walked up to him.

"Come here, Big Fat Pot, here's the medicine you asked for."

Fatty Wang took the cold medicine with a smile on his face. He was about to hand it to Piaopiao, but then he took it back, leaving Piaopiao stunned.

Before I could figure out what was going on, the fat man walked over to the counter where the barber tools were placed, his voice full of warmth.

"I was afraid you would forget, so I put it here. One piece early, one piece late, and you almost forgot again." The fat man put another hundred yuan on the counter and said, "Piao~, well, we won't bother you anymore. Xiao Wuzi, go home."

at the same time.

In Warehouse 11, Wu Xie and Bai Haotian sneaked into the cargo storage warehouse. At this time, there were not many people in the warehouse, it was empty, quiet and weird.

Bai Haotian brought Wu Xie to a man with a big bottle and said, "Master San, this is one of the strange goods."

"Isn't this a soul bottle?"

Wu Xie spoke up.

Looking at a tightly sealed glass shelf in front of him, he pointed at a peculiarly shaped bottle inside.

It is about half a meter high, with a three-story building with flying eaves on the front of the upper part of the bottle, and images of various animals around it.

On the other three sides of the bottle, there are eight musicians playing different instruments.

The sparse carvings on the large jar in the lower part feature images of hunters, dogs, deer, pigs, fish, turtles, etc., which form a sharp contrast with the densely packed sculptures in the upper part.

At the intersection of the neck and abdomen, there is a tortoise-shaped stele with an inscription praying for wealth and longevity.

As a person with extensive knowledge of archaeology, I naturally recognize such things.

We know from common knowledge that these bottles are usually used as burial objects.

Also called funerary objects (mingqi).

"Yes, the Third Master is indeed the Third Master."

After hearing this, Bai Haotian was about to say something when a voice came from the front of them.

Then a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of Warehouse 11 slowly walked out with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Wu Xie and Bai Haotian looked over and recognized each other.

It’s Manager Ding!
Manager Ding no longer hid and walked out. With a playful smile, he praised Wu Xie and then explained: "This thing is a burial object, also known as a barn jar, used to store grains. It is used to prevent the dead soul from starving to death. Apart from the fine carving, there is nothing special about this thing."

“But strangely enough, it collects water.”

(End of this chapter)