Chapter 401 The Secret in the Wooden Box

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Yuqing handed the box to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei carefully looked at this small wooden box made of agarwood. It was really elegant and beautiful. The plum blossoms carved with gilt on it were lifelike.

However, looking at the age of this wooden box, it will not exceed two hundred years at most, and it should not emit some kind of material gas.

She looked at the pentagram pattern at the bottom, and opened the lid again, and found that the gas did not come from the wooden box itself, but from the inside of the lid.

Could it be that there is a mezzanine inside, holding a baby?

She told Yuqing this question.

"You have good eyesight, see if you can open the inside without destroying it." Yuqing said.

Yang Zimei nodded, and his fingers began to touch the inside of the box lid.

Her fingers are very sensitive, and she should be able to feel anything a little strange.

However, the lid of the box is smooth and flat, no matter how you look or touch it, you can't open it.

"Little Martial Nephew, don't just look inside, look outside, the plum blossoms on the box cover, I think it might be the entrance of the organ." Yu Zhenzi said aside.

When he said this, Yang Zimei was like a dick.

It seems that it is still Jiang Lao's spicy, who has traveled a lot outside and has a lot of knowledge, Yu Zhenzi's thinking is much wider than her.

She closed the box and was about to touch it with her fingers when Yuqing stopped her.

"Niuniu, you try to solve it with Plum Blossoms." Yuqing said excitedly.

The number of plum blossoms is calculated according to the innate eight trigrams, that is, Gan 1, Dui 2, Li 3, Zhen 4, Xun 5, Kan 6, Gen 7, Kun 8.

Yang Zimei began to touch according to the Yishu hidden by the plum blossoms on the box—

Click!

The lid of the box suddenly made a slight noise, and a crack was gradually cracked from the middle, and slowly expanded to both sides.

Yang Zimei and others waited with excitement for what magic weapon would appear inside...

The lid of the box stopped, and there was something wrapped in yellow silk.

Yang Zimei carefully reached out and took out the thing, opened the yellow silk cloth and looked at it, stunned.

It wasn't anything else in it. It was actually a peach wood plaque similar to her neck. The pattern was slightly changed, but it was closer to Min Gang's.

"Huh? Why is this peach wood card again?"

Yuqing was also surprised. He took the peach wood plaque over, looked at the pattern on it carefully, and tried his best to recall: "Yes, this pattern is one of the twelve coffins that resembled the coffins of the guards at that time."

"Little Martial Nephew, look at that yellow silk cloth, there seems to be a map on it." Yu Zhenzi shouted.

Yang Zimei spread out the yellow silk cloth, and there was indeed a map-like pattern embroidered on it.

Yuqing took a closer look, "This map looks familiar to me, as if I've been there before."

"Master, it's Zhouxi." Yang Zimei pointed at the two cursive script embroidery below.

"Could it be the map of the tomb?"

Yuqing took it over and examined it one by one, "That's right, it's there. If I remember correctly, the tomb should indeed be in this place."

The place he was referring to happened to be the circled place on the map. According to the map, this place was in a deep mountain surrounded by mountains.

"Master, is this place difficult to find?" Yang Zimei was also curious about this, thinking that there should be some connection with Long Zhutian's family.

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