The God of Death in a Vase: He Lived for Two Thousand Years

I'm an antique restorer and I said "I know you're looking at me" to a vase while working late at night. The next second, a bloody reply from two thousand years ago flowed out of the vase. He said his name was Bai Qi, and he said I was his only destination. I said, brother, are you acting in a costume drama? Until a hand stretched out from the bottle and grabbed my wrist—— "This story is purely original and fictitious. If there are any similarities, it's just my imagination."