After joining Hades

After Lin Qiu finished speaking, he quickly read a long series of words, and Wen Bai could vaguely recognize that it was a scripture.

Lin Qiu, who was sent to Zhengtian Temple since he was a child, never said any dirty words, and rarely even heard the most common swearing, was blushed by this "cub".

"Master said that most of these ancient creatures got chances. This, this human-head pot is a bit special. I don't know what kind of chance it is." Lin Qiu's first stoma, although not the original intention, is still like a child who has done something wrong. As if, his eyes were fixed on the ground, just learned the phrase "look straight at me", but he didn't dare to look directly at Wen Bai and Lu Zheng.

Wen Bai was already a little dumbfounded, but seeing Lin Qiu's bewildered look made him even more amusing.

Leaving aside the fact that the human-headed pot is unlikely to be alive, even if the human-headed pot really gave birth to a soul, it should be a bad chance to get it.

"Where did this head pot come from?" Lu Zheng opened his mouth unhurriedly.

After Lu Zheng spoke, Lin Qiu straightened his waist immediately: "It was dug out from Xining and sent to the Nancheng Cultural Relics Restoration Bureau for restoration. It is planned to be exhibited in the museum in the spring of next year."

In ancient times, Nancheng was known as the capital of porcelain, and the antiquities and cultural relics industry flourished. The museum and the Bureau of Cultural Relics Restoration are even more prominent among the signs. Large-scale cultural relics exhibitions will be held every now and then, and Wen Bai has been there several times.

"Just this one?" Wen Bai looked at the re-lit screen.

Lin Qiu knew which batch of cultural relics Wen Bai was asking about: "This is the human head pot, and there are other colored porcelains and the like."

As he spoke, Lin Qiu stood on tiptoe and poked his finger on the phone screen: "The museum also took pictures, just swipe back."

Wen Bai scratched a few sheets casually.

Most of them are orthodox porcelain with strong ornamental value. Although there are many damages, the colors are relatively bright.

After turning it around, and finally turning back to the human-head pot, it seemed extremely monotonous and uncoordinated.

If it weren't for a few photos of the scene when they were unearthed, Wen Bai wouldn't have believed that these things were unearthed in one batch.

Lu Zheng didn't have the patience to unravel, and said directly: "Tell me the matter from the beginning."

Lin Qiu nodded: "About a week ago, at noon, there were only two new students in the room."

"Is this kind of cultural relic to be exhibited directly handed over to the new students for restoration?" Wen Baiduo asked.

Lin Qiu waved his hand: "Usually they are brought by the teacher's father. It was a coincidence that day, the teacher asked them to clean up the broken holes for the second time."

"And then the Human Head Pot spoke?" Wen Bai interjected.

"Well, that's what the museum said. Just halfway through the cleaning, the human head pot started talking."

"That's all you said?"

"That's what they heard," Lin Qiu paused, scratching his chin, "The main reason is that after hearing this sentence, the two of them ran out."

Wen Bai: "..."

After thinking about it, yes, just such a sentence, I'm afraid it would be scary enough.

Fortunately, both of them were there when the human-headed pot spoke, otherwise they might have doubted themselves more than the fact that the human-headed pot spoke.

"Then how do you say it ran away by itself?"

"Because when they went back with the people, the human-head pot had disappeared. After adjusting the surveillance, only a very vague shadow was captured. It was the human-head pot that moved by itself and fell straight from the table to the ground."

"The museum said that the human-head pot was almost cracked. If it fell from that height, even if it didn't break, it would have to drop a few pieces, but there was no corner on the ground."

Wen Bai nodded.

"Where are those two people, are you okay?" It was a coincidence that this happened just after entering.

While thinking, Wen Bai remembered when he first entered Dongtai.

It's similar to the current scene... It's quite different, after all, Wen Yuanyuan doesn't know how to say "look straight at me".

"fine."

Lin Qiu was a little more serious: "It's fine for now."

"The museum gave them two days off."

Wen Bai: "After discovering that the Human Head Pot was gone, the museum contacted Zhengtian Temple?"

Lin Qiu said "hmm": "Actually, Zhengtian Temple and the museum have always been connected."

Wen Bai is not surprised. There are always some strange rumors in this kind of place that deals with antiquities—not necessarily rumors.

"Then how did you find this place?" Wen Bai asked again.

"Master did the calculation, but he only calculated a rough position."

After finishing all the words, Lin Qiu remembered to ask Wen Bai why they appeared here.

When Lin Qiu heard the words "buy a house", he stared at Wen Bai in a daze.

Wen Bai handed the phone back to him, and asked by the way: "What's wrong?"

Realizing his impoliteness, Lin Qiu smiled embarrassedly: "No, I just didn't expect that Senior Wen would also need to buy a house."

Wen Bai smiled: "Do I look like someone who doesn't need a house?"

Lin Qiu nodded straightly: "Well, it doesn't look like a person with such worldly desires at all."

He turned his gaze to Lu Zheng, and said seriously: "Senior Lu is even less like that."

Wen Bai: "..."

Lu Zheng: "..."

Lin Qiu still didn't think it was enough: "My master said that a powerful person like Senior Lu has no desires or desires."

Wen Bai didn't know what gave Lin Qiu the illusion.

Thinking about it carefully, he seems to have explained it many times, he does not practice, nor does he live on the top of the mountain.

Lin Qiu also knew it in his heart, but every time they met, he still called "Senior", Wen Bai corrected him several times, and then simply let him go.

Who knows that it is already developing in the direction of "no worldly desires".

In some respects, this future Xiaoguan is terribly single-minded, just like the "senior" who can't be corrected several times, Wen Bai has no intention of correcting him, and is planning to tell them who may have seen the human-head pot. Lin Qiu was told about it, but Senior Lu, who was "even less like" at the side, suddenly spoke.

Lu Zheng's voice was very light: "Your master is wrong."

No desire, no desire, maybe there was before meeting Wen Bai.

But now what he asks for can only be more, not less.

Lin Qiu was stunned for a while, then raised his head and said, "Huh?"

Wen Bai was also startled until he met Lu Zheng's eyes.

Lu Zheng didn't say much, but Wen Bai understood.

He lowered his head and chuckled, then looked at Daoist Lin Xiaodao, who was standing aside with his head up, who looked like the Pixiu stone statue next to the elevator, and said, "Well, your master is wrong."

Lin Qiu obviously didn't understand yet.

Wen Bai couldn't explain either: "Maybe you're not old enough to understand?"

Lu Zheng laughed this time, fell silent for a while, and reminded his boyfriend: "He is a Taoist priest."

Wen Bai: "..."

Almost forgot.

When this happened, when Wen Bai told Lin Qiu that they might know the whereabouts of the human head pot, Lin Qiu didn't show too much surprise, but frowned when he heard that the human head pot was on a child.

Following the way he came, Wen Bai turned back again, but this time there was an extra forest hill.

The three entered the elevator, and Wen Bai pressed the button marked "18".

Lin Qiu saw the number "18", and his eyes lit up: "Did you buy the 18th floor?"

Zhengtianguan seldom reads Fengshui, but it's not that they don't look at Fengshui, so Lin Qiu is very clear that for some tall buildings, certain numbers are not good-sounding.

But senior Wen went straight to the number "18" when he bought a house.

"Is there really anything on the 18th floor of this building? So you chose the 18th floor?" Lin Qiu asked.

Or, like his master, he calculated something in advance?

Looking into Lin Qiu's eyes, Wen Bai knew that the Taoist leader had probably installed some kind of persona of an outsider for him, so he immediately said, "No."

"It's because the building has only 18 floors that haven't been sold yet."

Lin Qiu: "..."

With a "ding", the elevator arrived.

"I'll knock on the door first, you guys..." Wen Bai stopped in the middle of his sentence, because he had already heard the voice of the young champion.

Across the corridor, I couldn't hear it clearly, but I could tell that the voice was not far from the door.

Wen Bai and Lu Zheng looked at each other and walked over.

After walking around the corner, the two of them realized why the man's voice could be heard in the corridor with good sound insulation.

For the door, which had been closed before they went downstairs, was now open.

It's not quite accurate to say that it's half-opened and half-closed. Looking at the corner from that angle, you can vaguely see the empty closet you've seen before.

The small head of household who is "not very talkative" in the intermediary's mouth is talking now.

"I'm not afraid of you, and I can't help it."

"I heard you, you don't have to shout so loudly."

"If you don't mind, I can send you back to the museum."

"Children can't swear."

……

"Senior, does he live alone in this house? Then who is he talking to now?" Lin Qiu asked, and he knew it in his heart, but he only heard the voice of the student, not the head pot. sound.

"Is that the human head pot?"

Wen Bai: "It should be."

There is no second left or right who should be sent back to the museum and who can speak bad words... children.

child?

Wen Bai was silent for a moment.

Lin Qiu had already spoken again: "Did that human head pot say anything?"

Wen Bai shook his head.

Lin Qiu: "?"

If he heard correctly, the third year high school student just said to the Human Head Pot, "Don't shout so loudly", so it stands to reason that the Human Head Pot should be at least louder than this?

Then why did Senior Wen shake his head?

Lin Qiu thought that Wen Bai didn't hear clearly, so he held his breath and didn't bother anymore.

But in fact, Wen Bai shook his head not because he didn't hear clearly, but because he didn't hear.

He tugged at Lu Zheng's sleeve: "Is that little number one scholar talking to the Human Head Pot?"

Lu Zheng lowered his head, looked at Wen Bai's hand holding onto his sleeve, and replied in a good mood: "Yes."

Wen Bai had a "then why didn't I hear" expression on his face.

Seeing that his body was about to lean out of the wall, trying to listen sideways, adding a little childishness, Lu Zheng's heart softened.

Hugging the man back in half a circle, he touched his earlobe very lightly and quickly: "I can't hear you."

Only then did Wen Bai raise his head: "?"

"The pot with human head is not a spirit body, nor is it a soul."

It's not a spirit body, it's not a soul, and it's not under the jurisdiction of the underworld, so Wen Bai can't hear it.

"what is that?"

After Wen Bai's voice fell, the jade gourd began to heat up.

A golden light flashed, and the voice of the little lotus lamp and the voice of the little champion sounded at the same time.

"It's a little monster!"

"Children can't swear, and neither can little monsters."

Lu Zheng raised his hand and covered Wen Bai's eyes.

Wen Bai only felt a golden light flash in front of his eyes.

Lu Zheng: "It's all right now, let's listen again."

Wen Bai held the little lotus lamp in one hand, thinking about what Lu Zheng said.

Listen again, do you mean you can hear it now?

And what Yuan Yuan said just now was a little monster?

Before Wen Bai could think about what the "little monster" in Xiaoliandeng's mouth was, the voice of the little champion was getting closer and closer.

As soon as Wen Bai turned his head, he saw the little champion coming out of the room holding the human head pot, looking at them with wide eyes.

"Who are they?" A crisp and clear voice came from the pot of human heads.

As soon as the thing opened its mouth, Wen Bai and Lu Zheng looked over at the same time.

The student quickly realized that the two people in front of him were following the voice.

That is to say... "Can you hear it talk?"

His tone was full of shock.

Xiao Lian Deng was lying safely in Wen Bai's arms, not very interested in this scribbled little monster, and only blew up a spark symbolically as a warning.

But this spark blows up the monster in the pot of human head to smoke.

With the eyes of the Human Head Pot, it looked around the group of people, and finally fixed its gaze on Xiao Lian Deng, and said angrily: "If you have the ability, you can blow it up!"

Xiaoliandeng fried another one to save face.

Human Head Pot: "..."

"You are finished! I want my father to beat you! Do you know who my father is!"

Xiaoliandeng was not interested at first, but when he heard it talk about this, he suddenly got excited, Ye Tuo curled up, and his waist was akimbo: "Then do you know who my father is!"

Wen Bai: "..."

Lu Zheng: "..."

The little champion who only heard the human-head pot speak: "???"

Lin Qiu who heard nothing: "???"