Chapter 92: Bai Haotian

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The tongue was just like beef jerky. A person's tongue was actually very long since a large part of it was in the throat. It would even look like a tenderloin if it was pulled out. I honestly would've thought this tongue was dried meat if it wasn't for the head.

Even a tongue mummified before the year 2000 wouldn't have been preserved so well. This tongue was wrapped in a completely moldy and rotting rag, which was also made of modern materials. It hadn't completely rotted through, which meant it wasn't that old. It had probably been left there when Uncle Three went in at that time. Moreover, the rag may have been specially preserved with alcohol.

I looked between the leather figurine woman's gaping mouth and the tongue in my hand before taking a deep breath. What did this mean?

It seemed to indicate that Uncle Three pulled out a living person's tongue and stuffed it inside the leather figurine woman when he entered the tomb chamber.

First, why do this? Second, whose tongue was it?

This was beyond the scope of my understanding and I didn't have any clues at all. Why would a leather figurine woman be specially marked on the mural? Why would Uncle Three move it from the tomb chamber? Why did he discard it in the waterway? Why was there a "fresh" tongue in the figurine's body? And why had a fulaiyi been placed above the coffin?

I had never encountered a situation where there weren't any clues or logical reasoning at all. I lay down on the ground and rubbed my hands through my hair to try and calm myself down.

After doing this a few times, I suddenly heard another cough come from behind me. I looked up and saw Bai Haotian standing behind me. I immediately got up and saw him looking at me strangely. I smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry. Some things just don't make sense."

Bai Haotian looked at me and suddenly gave me a shy smile, "Are you Little Master Three?"

Obviously. If I'm not Wu Xie, then why did you let me in?

I nodded and he said, "I always thought you were some other relative of Er Ye's. I watched you for a long time before I found out that you were Wu Xie."

I sighed and he suddenly took out a duty book, "I really like you. Can you give me your signature?"

I paused, "What am I signing?"

"Autograph."

"Autograph your dick," I said angrily.

"If you don't sign, I'll call Er Ye." Bai Haotian wasn't angry at all. In fact, he was very sincere as he handed me the duty book.

I took a deep breath and calmed down. When I thought about it, I realized that Uncle Two knowing I was here would cause all sorts of complications. I bit back my anger and picked up the duty book. He immediately leaned over and said, "When you sign it, make it out to Bai Haotian and say 'I hope you find a boyfriend soon'."

It was only in this moment that I realized people who asked me for a signature almost always wanted me to sign IOUs. But this guy was asking me to sign because he liked me?

I had never encountered this kind of situation before. After thinking about it, I crookedly wrote my signature on the duty book as he happily circled around me twice. I looked at him and then at the thing I had just signed and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

This boy wasn't a man, but a woman!

I thought she was a man because her hair was cut so short and she was wearing the warehouse uniform.

I returned the duty book to her and watched as she carefully looked it over twice. "The characters look really good. Little Master Three, what are you doing here? Why were you lying on the ground?"

It was always hard to be mean to those who liked you, so I was a little embarrassed by my display of anger earlier. I looked at her and suddenly came up with an idea.

"You won't tell my Uncle Two I've been here, will you?"

"No, but the surveillance cameras got it all."

"That part doesn't matter. He's not diligent enough to check the cameras. Just don't tell him." As I spoke to her, I picked up the leather figurine woman.

Bai Haotian suddenly exclaimed, "Little Master Three, what are you doing?! If something goes missing from the warehouse, I'm screwed!"

"I'll bring it back in three days. I guarantee it'll be exactly the same."

"How is that possible? Her mouth wasn't that big when she came in." The little girl was very frightened.

I patted her, "This is the fee for my autograph. Keep it secret." I picked up the leather figurine woman and walked out. There were so many unrelated clues that there was no way to join them. But my intuition said that this was a kind of sorcery, which no longer fell under the category of feng shui. I needed to find a master to ask. It was impossible to dictate everything, so it was better to take it all with me.

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