Chapter 182: Thousand Layers of Locks

As Huo Junyuan said, this Thousand Locks Xuanji Box is really not a layer, relying on the ice silk drilled in, Fang Ling clearly felt that the square wooden blocks outside were not large, and there were all kinds of small wooden blocks inside, and these wooden blocks were not all square, there were also long, round, diamond-shaped, and so on.

The whole box looks ordinary on the surface, but it is full of delicate parts, which are interlocked, interlocked, and combined in various ways to form an interlocking mille-layer lock, and at the innermost layer is a two-finger long and wide box.

There are thousands of locks, layers of rings, and as the ice silk marches, Fang Ling sketched it in his mind, and the structure of the box is so complex that it is almost perverted, just looking at it like this is already overwhelmed, not to mention that someone has made it.

There are not many people who can admire Fang Ling in his life, but a craftsman like this has a magic workmanship, in addition to admiration, but now is not the time to admire, he must find the trick to open the box.

It took a whole hour for the ice silk to finish the box, Fang Ling took back the ice energy, and he was already sweating all over his body, focusing on controlling these ice wires, just like walking a tightrope on a thousand-foot cliff, and no accidents could happen, so after this hour, although the physical strength consumed was not much, but mentally he was very tired.

Fang Ling took a breath, closed his eyes, and the construction diagram of the box he had sketched just now appeared in his mind, and as soon as his mind moved, the various parts of the entire box were separated in his mind, and when his mind moved again, they were all combined again.

Using his amazing memory, Fang Ling was able to not only reproduce the construction diagram in his mind, but also make various parts combine at will to study its construction.

However, this does not mean that things will be simplified, and there are many of these parts, at least more than a thousand, each of which has a purpose that makes this box an impregnable fortress.

Fang Lingsuo used the most clumsy method to analyze them one by one to understand the purpose of these parts.

Time passed slowly, and Fang Ling was as quiet as if he was sitting in the long river of history, observing the history through which this box passed.

Xiao Qing occasionally tiptoed to the door to take a look, and when she saw Fang Ling closing her eyebrows and thinking deeply, she returned cautiously and shook her head at Mo Xiang.

The sun slowly set, the sky darkened, and Mo Xiang quietly waited in the courtyard outside the door, glancing in the direction of the door from time to time, and his little hand was clenched at some point, waiting for the result.

Fang Ling's entire spirit melted into his mind, and he discerned these parts without distraction, and finally, after careful "groping", he found a part near the inside, which seemed to be missing a part. Starting

Any part is more than two pieces of structure into a lock, but only this one, although it is with other parts, but it seems to have been suddenly interrupted, there is no joint thing, Fang Ling's heart suddenly moved, carefully distinguish the surrounding structure.

Then it was found that the long part seemed to be stuck in the opening of another long wooden bar, and if it was violently shaken off, it would cause vibrations on the two parts below, resulting in a chain reaction in the box.

As soon as he knew that this was the trick of opening the box, Fang Ling finally breathed a long sigh of relief, then stood up, opened the door and said with a smile: "Miss Mo has been waiting for a long time, I have found a way to open the box." ”

"Really?" Mo Xiang was surprised and delighted, and even her steps were much brisker, and she hurriedly rushed into the house with her long skirt, while Xiaoqing closed the door vigilantly and stayed outside.

Gathered around the table, Fang Ling said: "This box made by Miss Mo's ancestors is called the Thousand Locks Xuanji Box, and its craftsmanship is thousands of years ago, and it has long been lost. ”

Mo Xiang was surprised when she heard this, and said with admiration: "It turns out that this box still has such a history, Fang Gongzi is really knowledgeable, so what is the way to open it?"

Fang Ling said lightly: "This method of opening is not outside the box, but inside the box, the manufacturer deliberately left half of the part, making it a lock-picking device, and it must hit this part with precise force, so that it causes a lock around it to change, and then this box can be opened naturally." ”

With that, he curled his fingers, knuckles down, and seemed to tap lightly towards the left side of the box.

With just the right amount of force, it penetrated the box and slammed into the small wooden strip, which moved precisely between the two parts next to it, causing the two parts to move outward, and then began to cause rapid changes in the surrounding parts.

Suddenly, the two of them heard a subtle sound of "click-click-click", as if an invisible key was opening locks. Starting

Mo Xiang was really stunned, she didn't expect this method of opening the box to be so simple, just a flick of her fingers, but this finger method is probably not very humanly possible, her little hands covered her chest, her eyes were firmly fixed on the iron and wood box, and she didn't dare to move in the slightest.

I don't know how long this clicking sound sounded, but when the sound stopped abruptly, the gap in the middle of the Thousand Locks Xuanji Box suddenly and naturally cracked, and after the first layer of boxes was opened, the second, third, and fourth layers of boxes were also opened in turn.

Mo Xiangmei's eyes widened, secretly shocked, although I heard that there were as many as a thousand locks just now, but I didn't expect that this box would have four layers, no wonder for three hundred years, no one has been able to open this box.

After the fourth layer of the box was opened, it was "revealed" that a small box with a length and width of two fingers was revealed in the innermost, Mo Xiang took a deep breath, calmly picked up the box, and then slowly opened it, only to find that it was a bronze key inside!

The box was clearly made for bronze keys, and the two fit so well that no matter how the ironwood box swayed, it would not make a sound.

The shape of the key itself is very ordinary, but the key mouth is not completely solid, it is divided into two layers, the middle is a plum-shaped solid, and there is a circle of shells outside.

Fang Ling stared at the key and speculated: "Your Mo family ancestors did not hesitate to work hard to create this Thousand Locks Xuanji Box, in order to protect this key, it can be seen that this key is very important." ”

Mo Xiang bowed slightly, looked at the key over and over, frowned and thought deeply: "It's strange, I seem to have seen something similar somewhere, but I can't remember it." ”

After thinking for a while, she couldn't help it, so she called Xiaoqing in, Xiaoqing glanced at it, and immediately said: "Miss, do you remember when we played in the ancestral hall when we were children, we found that there was such a plum blossom mark on the base of the stone statue in the backyard of the ancestral hall?"

Mo Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she praised with a bright smile: "Xiaoqing, your memory is really good, I remember that we were only 5 years old at that time." ”

Xiaoqing chuckled: "It's not that the slave and maid remember 'sex' well, but the slave and maid have to go to the backyard of the ancestral hall every year to pick some flowers and fruits, and every time I see the stone statue, I will remember what I played when I was a child. ”

"It seems that the stone statue must be connected to this secret passage...... Mo Xiang thought for a while, looked at the young man and said, "Now that the key has been found, but I don't know what can be opened, Fang Gongzi might as well do good things to the end, how about accompanying the little girl to the backyard of the ancestral hall to see?"

She was shocked and grateful to see that it only took Fang Ling one day to solve the problem that had plagued the clan for three hundred years, and this key was very important, and it could not be known to others at this time, so she could only use Fang Ling to inquire about the secret of this key again.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. Fang Ling arched his hand, saying that he was not curious at all, it must be a lie, and because of the appearance of this Thousand Locks Xuanji Box, Fang Ling felt that this key must be related to the trick.

Xiaoqing reminded in a low voice: "Miss, it's night now, and Fang Gongzi hasn't even eaten lunch." ”

Mo Xiang suddenly felt ashamed and said: "It's the little woman who didn't think about it well, Xiaoqing, you go to the kitchen and get some good wine and food." ”

Fang Ling smiled and said: "Miss Mo, there are priorities, this key is very important, now is not the time to eat leisurely, I see that the little green girl will help me get a few steamed buns." ”

Mo Xiang thanked him for being so considerate, and then asked Xiaoqing to hurry to the kitchen and bring several steamed buns.

A plate of steamed buns was placed on the table, Fang Ling suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, and then saw that the "color" of this steamed bun was different, so he couldn't help but say with great interest: "This is a steamed bun made of flowers?"

Mo Xiang explained softly: "It's just that the flour is mixed with some edible flower powder, so after steaming, not only the 'color' is better, but the taste is also more fragrant." ”

Fang Ling picked one up and sniffed it closely, the more he felt that the aroma was very fragrant, it seemed to hook up all the slander worms in his stomach, he opened his mouth to take a big mouthful, and then praised it with his thumb.

Seeing Fang Ling eating steamed buns happily, Mo Xiang couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if he felt too out of shape, and hurriedly covered half of his face with his sleeves, which was even more beautiful under the slight candlelight.

After Fang Ling finished eating the steamed buns, Mo Xiang asked again: "Young Master Fang, can this thousand lock Xuanji box be closed again?"

"I'll try. Fang Ling thought back to the structure of this box, found the innermost layer that was different from the previous structure, pressed down all those protrusions, and immediately synthesized the first layer of boxes, and so on, and then reassembled them into a thousand locks Xuanji box, but this box was empty, and then the three of them walked towards the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is an important place of the Mo family, and it has always been only here when worshipping ancestors, and the trees planted here are also more than 300 years old, with thick and luxuriant branches and leaves, and the trunk is as thick as a bucket, covering the sky and the moon, and feeling a silence.

Walking into the ancestral hall, Mo Xiang put the Thousand Locks Xuanji Box on the offering table, and at this moment, Fang Ling heard footsteps coming from a distance, which seemed to be coming straight towards the ancestral hall.

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