There is no way my vest will fall off!

The audition was smoother than Xu Qian imagined, the lines were good, and the skills were good, the only thing was...

"...But your appearance is too good to meet my expectations. I have to think about it." Director Fei with short hair like a cropped head said.

This……

Xu Qian really had no choice but to accept it in disappointment.

Zhao Wenkang didn't expect to encounter such a thing, but Director Fei is not as talkative as other directors. At least in terms of role selection, his style is completely 'dictatorial'.

In the end, Xu Qian comforted Zhao Wenkang when he went down the mountain to leave. After all, he was very grateful for this audition opportunity.

Zhao Wenkang sighed, and could only say: "Okay then, but it's rare for you to come to the capital today, so let's have dinner at home tonight. Your sister-in-law cooks delicious dishes, you must try them."

Xu Qian wanted to decline politely, but Zhao Wenkang's tone was very sincere, and it had been a while since the last dressing change. This time, he just took a look at his wound, so he agreed after thinking about it.

Zhao Wenkang lives in a community outside the third ring road of the capital city. Although it has been a few years old, the security and facilities look good.

In addition to the two of them, there was Zhao Wenkang's son who had just been picked up from the cram school——Zhao Yan, a young man who had just entered high school.

Zhao Yan is very interested in his father's Wangnian making friends. Of course, what's more important is that the other party's appearance is really... extraordinary. It may not be a problem in the photos, but the appearance of the real person really makes people shine.

In fact, in the entertainment circle, there are too many good-looking appearances, especially when the people around me are also in this circle, they are dazzled at first glance, but in terms of temperament, the young people in front of them are simply pinched to death. It would be a pity not to eat this bowl of rice.

Just a little strange, speaking a bit 'old-fashioned'.

This face looks quite young, but when it comes to speaking, it is the same as his father!How fat is the dialogue that fully integrates the middle-aged people's experience in growing flowers!

No one knew about Zhao Yan's internal complaints, but fortunately, this kind of "torture" ended soon, because they got home.

But what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning.

……

Xu Qian was very satisfied. With Zhao Wenkang's help, the two of them rearranged the Zhao family's small garden and added several plots of greenery. Looking up, it was full of greenery and vitality.

"Come, drink tea." Zhao Wenkang greeted Xu Qian to sit down in the living room. He is from Liancheng, and tea is their specialty, so tea is a must-have no matter where he goes.

Xu Qian still misses tea very much, especially in the past, it was very expensive in the town, and every time he went down the mountain, he could only use the wallet of Brother Thirteen...

Ah, Thirteenth Senior Brother...

"What's the matter? Did you disagree?" Seeing him stop suddenly, Zhao Wenkang thought it was because he didn't like drinking tea.

Xu Qian hurriedly shook his head, "No, it's quite delicious."

While the two were talking, Zhao Wenkang's wife came back from shopping.

After a few people were busy for a while, a table full of dishes was served on the table.

Before the official meal, Xu Qian took a photo and posted it on Weibo, without any words, so he said "Let's have dinner".

***

Early the next morning, Xu Qian didn't ask Zhao Wenkang to take him to the airport, but made an excuse to go to other places to do something.

When there was no one around and there was no monitoring, Xu Qian went to Peicheng. He borrowed the Qingguang order from Anda first, then put on a pure Qi vest and went to Lucheng that Monk Neil said.

As for the matter entrusted by the monk, Xiaoqing had already told him on the way there.

The incident happened in the Lucheng Museum. Six months ago, the archaeological team found a tomb from the Northern Dynasty in Guanglan County, Lucheng. After three months of investigation, it was verified that the tomb belonged to General Duan Tinglan of the Northern Dynasty. A large number of gold and jade wares were unearthed, the most striking of which is the black gold mask unearthed in the coffin of the main tomb.

The mask is 17.8 cm wide, 12 cm high, 0.05 cm thick, and weighs 55 grams. It has a round face and fine workmanship. It is the largest and most complete black gold mask found today.

Nearly half a year after the excavation work started, this batch of processed cultural relics was sent to the Lucheng Museum, but strange things also happened at this time.

Taking over this batch of cultural relics, no, it should be said that the staff who accepted this mask had a problem of language loss, and their brains seemed to shut down. The hospital checked for a long time and did not come to an accurate conclusion.

They then found Monk Neil through some connections.

……

After understanding everything, Xu Qian only thought of one word - lost soul.

Xiaoqing nodded and said, "That's what the monk said."

Only then did Xu Qian stop to look at him, with a strange look in his eyes, and asked, "Can the Qingfengling be called back?"

"He tried." Xiaoqing shook her head after speaking.

"This is weird..."

Soon, the two arrived at the Lucheng Museum.

As a check-in resort in Lucheng, the museum's visitor flow can be imagined on Saturdays and weekends. Fortunately, the batch of cultural relics from the Northern Dynasties has not been officially included, and relevant information has been blocked, and the public does not know about it.

Walking in front of him was Monk Neil. This time he was wearing a white monk robe that had been washed yellow. There was a smile on his handsome face, accompanied by the slight summer breeze. up!

"Benefactor." Neil nodded towards him.

Xu Qian also politely returned a greeting.

The two didn't talk much, and Neil took Xu Qian directly to the cultural relics temporary storage room. On the way, he also added some of his discoveries in the past few days, especially about the black gold mask.

"...I have seen those people in the hospital. One of the three lights went out, and the accident happened after touching the mask. I have already blocked the temporary storage room."

The monk's voice was so low that only Xu Qian who was beside him could hear him.

"Also, there is something on that mask."

The monk's voice was lowered, and his words became heavy.

Xu Qian turned his head and glanced at him. Although he didn't know what it was, judging from the monk's expression, it shouldn't be something simple. Sure enough, it's not easy to make money.

The author has something to say: see you in the evening for another update!