The ink lock, according to legend, was made by Mozi and his disciples during the Warring States Period, and is known as eternal and incomprehensible, and this thing cannot be opened by any method except for the person who made the ink lock.

Ordinary people know about Luban locks, but very few people have heard of ink locks.

It's just that the Mo family disappeared after the Qin Dynasty unified the six countries, and the ink lock was also lost. The various inventions of Lu Ban have been passed down from generation to generation and retained through folk promotion.

This Warring States Tomb unearthed an ink lock, in Lin Feng's opinion, the ink lock is more valuable than those bronze big tripod heavy weapons! There must be some big secret locked in it.

The biggest problem in front of him is how to open the ink lock, if Wang Yun leads the team to arrive, this thing will definitely be handed in.

A huge piece of copper lump, it will definitely not work if you want to hide it on your body, Lin Feng took a look at this big locust tree, where the two-meter-high tree branch, there happened to be a sunken tree nest.

That's it!

Lin Feng raised his hand and hid the ink lock on the tree, picked up the bag of gold, and returned to the courtyard.

Half an hour later, Wang Yun brought people to Shanshan, arrested all the suspects, and a large number of Warring States cultural relics were confiscated on the spot.

Of course, there is also the bag of horseshoe gold, and Lin Feng also handed it in.

"Well done! You have made a great contribution!" Wang Yun praised Lin Feng's performance, this case can be obtained in a very short period of time, which is bound to make her leave a strong mark in the credit book.

"My frozen account ......" Lin Feng struck while the iron was hot, wanting to get back that huge amount of money.

Wang Yun smiled slightly: "When I catch Jin Yaozu, I will have a reason to speak for you, don't worry." ”

"How can I not be in a hurry, that's my coffin book! Wang Yun, if you are so perfunctory, next time I may not be honest and take risks alone. Lin Feng said with resentment.

"What, you still dare to threaten me?" Wang Yun looked at him for a long time.

Lin Feng straightened his face and said: "That's not true, you just talk about these horseshoe gold, at least a few million! If I hadn't been clever, everyone would have missed it, and it would have been a loss to the country if it fell into the hands of someone in the future! Also, these antiques are not worth 200 million? A billion of them! Shouldn't I have met this little request?"

"You're stealing a change of concept, and when the case is all solved, you're bound to have a big reward, but not now. Wang Yun took two steps forward and looked back at him: "Can you go?" ”

"Yes, I don't want to experience the police car anymore, I wish you all to catch Lao Jin as soon as possible!" Lin Feng raised his hand and waved: "I have already called a car to come over." ”

Wang Yun no longer paid attention to him, this courtyard had been taken over by someone else, and her first job was to intercept the escaped Jin Yaozu!

The monitoring of major intersections is starting screening, as long as the old gold is caught, the tomb robbery case can be finally consummated.

Lin Feng did call and called a taxi to come, and after Wang Yun left, after more than an hour, he took the ink lock and returned to the city by car.

Back and forth, it was already evening, and when the lights were on, Lin Feng returned to his new home with a few bags of food.

"You're back!" Fujiwara Shizuka wore a loose floral skirt, helping Lin Feng pick up things and take slippers, as if she was used to this way of getting along.

"Thank you, I'll come by myself, are you Oriental women so virtuous?" Lin Feng entered the room and threw the bag with the ink lock into his room.

Fujiwara Shizuka blushed slightly and whispered, "Probably...... That's right!"

"If anyone marries you in the future, it will be a blessing. Lin Feng joked.

Shizuka's face turned even redder, bowed deeply, and said softly, "Please wait a minute, the meal will be ready soon." ”

"You also prepared dinner?" Lin Feng was about to cook a few hard dishes himself, but he didn't expect Fujiwara Shizuka to be ready, so he waited for him to come back and dine together.

This woman, her mind is too delicate, regardless of identity and nationality, she is definitely a perfect good woman at home, anywhere.

After a while, Shizuka Fujiwara served a strong oriental meal, sushi, fruits, and a bowl of Japanese ramen per person!

"The craftsmanship is great!" Lin Feng picked a thumbs up, salmon sushi is very good, with fruit to relieve greasy, but the portion is too small.

Originally, he wasn't interested in ramen, but it smelled okay, and after tasting it, Lin Feng was unforgettable, and he ate up the bowl of ramen in a few bites.

Fujiwara Shizuka couldn't help laughing when she looked at his eating appearance, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands and lowered her head.

"What kind of soup is made here?" Lin Feng asked, wiping the corners of his mouth.

"Well, there are dried fish, pork bones, chicken, shrimp brains...... Do you like to eat?" Fujiwara Shizuka looked at him cautiously.

Lin Feng praised: "The taste is so good, I can eat at least three or five bowls of this noodles, and cook more next time." ”

"Ahh......h Let's eat it for you. Fujiwara Shizuka got up and went back to work.

"Why does it sound weird...... Lin Feng scratched his head, and suddenly understood, the expression on his face was a little strange.

Shizuka made three more bowls of ramen, accompanied Lin Feng to finish eating, and took the initiative to take over the work of washing the dishes and chopsticks.

It's nice to have such a woman in charge of the house!

Lin Feng enjoyed the general treatment of the male host, he didn't have to do any housework, and returned to the bedroom room after dinner and began to study the ink lock.

The surface of this thing is vertical and horizontal, heavy to start, about ten catties, such a small volume and large weight must have something unique inside, it is very likely to be a solid object.

Lin Feng turned from all directions, trying to open the Luban lock, but there was still no loosening.

The ink lock is smarter and more delicate than the Luban lock, which seems to be true at all.

More than 2,000 years ago, when the ink lock is in the hands of modern people, is there really no way?

Lin Feng thought of several methods, all of which were ruled out one by one, and if it was forcibly cut, it would not work, it would most likely trigger the self-destruction device of its internal organs, and the result would be unpredictable.

The only way to open the ink lock is to try to find the only correct way, and no trick will work.

Lin Feng fiddled for two or three hours and still couldn't find a way, so he could only give up temporarily.

It doesn't matter if the ink lock can't be opened, the most important thing in front of you is to improve your strength.

Still insisting on practicing every night, Lin Feng hoped to break through the second realm of the Yuan Pole Nine Folds as soon as possible to deal with the threat of the Zhao family.

But it's not easy to break through, especially for a person like him who cultivates halfway, the foundation is not stable, and the higher he goes, the more difficult it becomes.

It wasn't until after midnight that Lin Feng finished his practice, walked out of the room lightly, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The room opposite the bathroom was Shizuka's bedroom, and she should have slept so late.

Lin Feng came out wrapped in a bath towel after taking a bath, and suddenly faintly heard a low sobbing sound, which was particularly terrifying in the quiet of the night, but coincidentally, a cold wind blew from the window, and the curtains rose and fell, like a haunting, blowing gusts of gloomy wind.

"No taboos!" Lin Feng snorted coldly and turned on the light in the living room.

The curtains were still shaking slightly, but the crying was gone, Lin Feng was frowning and closing the window, and in Fujiwara Shizuka's room, there was a tossing and turning sound.

It turned out to be her!

What is she crying about in the middle of the night?

"Teacher Shizuka, are you okay?" Lin Feng walked over and knocked on the door to ask.