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While Song Weijun was talking to Qin You, the movements in his hands were not delayed at all.

When he stood in front of the hidden stone gate, everyone else also appeared behind him, and one of the men in night clothes stepped forward and said respectfully and slightly ashamedly: "Lord Wang, this is the entrance, the surrounding formations have been destroyed, but there is another formation on the stone gate, and we haven't found a way to crack it yet......"

"You haven't even entered, how do you know that this is the real entrance to the dungeon?" Qin You couldn't help but ask curiously? Formation? She touched the stone door, but she didn't feel anything unusual.

The man in black glanced at her and said proudly: "This is the result of our personal calculation by the leader of the character department, it must be here, it can't be wrong." Loss"

The man in black felt that it was a waste of time to discuss what formation deduction with this princess who didn't know anything, and if it weren't for the prince who doted on her, she wouldn't be qualified to participate in such an action.

Feeling the arrogance and faint hostility of the man in black, Qin You decisively closed her mouth, she had the stomach to humbly ask for advice, but there was no need to send it to make people despised?

It's not that she's not depressed in the face of other people's contempt, it's just that what she is good at can't play to her advantage in this world, and even any person present has the ability to press her, she can only clench her fists and have the opportunity to work hard to learn more things.

Although this is not a world where absolute force is respected, but with enough status and invincible life-saving capital, who would dare to despise her like today?

Even a small subordinate of the Martial King's Mansion dared to despise her, which strengthened her desire for power and the improvement of her own abilities.

"Get on your knees!"

Suddenly, he let out a low cry and pulled back Qin You's thoughts, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Weijun's gloomy face looming in the dark.

He only said to make the man in black kneel, and said nothing about the reason.

In the eyes of others, they might think that it was because the man in black didn't unlock the formation and did not do a good job, but when his slender and broad palm touched her hair seemingly casually, Qin You inexplicably felt that he was actually angry with himself.

Cut, what a strange thought.

Leaving the unrealistic thoughts in his mind behind, Qin You saw Song Weijun's hands constantly groping on the stone gate, and finally used his internal force to move his fingers like flying in different positions to connect a few times, and his fingertips were glowing with blue light, like a noctilucent butterfly fluttering at night, which was very beautiful.

Then, the heavy stone gate, which had been as immovable as a mountain, suddenly made a dull sound.

Song Weijun breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped his palm on the earthen wall next to the stone door, and suddenly a large piece of soil crumbled and fell, revealing a small piece of stone wall, and a movable square the size of a fingernail appeared on the stone wall, which seemed to be a mechanism to open the door.

Everyone knew what was going on at a glance, which was the same principle as the popular Tangram lock in the previous dynasty, there was a word on each square, arranged in order to form a correct poem, and the lock would be automatically opened without a key.

In Qin You's opinion, this is similar to the modern Rubik's Cube, every word block can be moved, as long as it is arranged in order, the mechanism can be opened, but this is a single-sided Rubik's Cube, which is simpler than the real three-dimensional Rubik's Cube, and the test is whether you can spell out the correct poem.

Song Weijun obviously knew the principle of this thing, lit the fire fold, and got closer to see the words on it.

Portuguese, Shang, Beauty, Horse, Wine, Night, Grape, Light, Arpa, Cup, Drink, Pipto, Desire, Urge.

Qin You stood next to Song Weijun, and saw the fourteen words on it clearly by the firelight, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

After coming to this time and space for half a year, she has also studied the history here, and it has nothing to do with the China in the previous life, so what is the Liangzhou word from the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Han?

Since becoming the princess of Wu, there are often flower viewing banquets and other social activities between the wives of the family, she has participated in a few times, during which there are often competitions of poetry and songs, but she is just watching from the sidelines, Chinese civilization for 5,000 years, how many famous and popular poems, any one can shock the audience, but she disdains to find a sense of superiority in this way.

She's not a good person, but she's not shameless enough to plagiarize. Stealing other people's things for your own use, and shamelessly complacent.

If this was indeed the location of the treasure of the previous dynasty, then she could be sure that the person who buried the treasure must be a time-traveler, at least the person who built this secret place came from the same place as her.

"It's like a poem." Qin You stared at the square words with complicated eyes.

She always thought that she hated the materialistic world, thought that she had no nostalgia, but at this time, she saw familiar verses, familiar Chinese simplified Chinese, something called kindness and nostalgia surging in her heart.

"Well," Song Weijun responded casually, his whole mind was on the small square, Xiu Narrow's sword eyebrows frowned, as if he was trying to think about something, and only after a moment did he realize what Qin You said, he straightened up and his eyes lit up

Tang looked at Qin You brightly: "Do you know the words on this?" ”

Almost at the same time, Qin You asked again, "Have you ever seen this poem?" ”

She wondered if that time-traveling predecessor had popularized Chinese civilization to this time and space.

There are no traces of this in the history books she has read, at least not in the text, but she has only read so many history books in total, and she has been narrow-minded, who knows if there are other records in other books.

The two of them asked at the same time, Song Weijun's radiant phoenix eyes suddenly became even brighter, Qin You's tone made him vaguely know the answer, he had a feeling that Qin You not only knew the words on it, but also knew the correct order of the poem at a glance.

"Have you seen this poem?" Song Weijun held her wrist to confirm, her eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, both curious and inquiring.

In Qin You's eyes, Song Weijun is a mysterious and strange person, his mind is completely unconstrained by the world, and he can always accept some novelties quickly, which is far beyond the narrow cognition of this era, even if one day her life experience from another world is exposed, everyone will burn her to death as a demon, but Song Weijun will not.

"I've seen it."

Qin You nodded and admitted that although she didn't plan to expose her background, she didn't plan to deliberately hide anything, because Song Weijun was different.

Sure enough, although Song Weijun's eyes were full of curiosity, he didn't ask anything, and neatly pushed her in front of him: "Then, this place will be handed over to you." ”

When she pushed the square to arrange the verses, Song Weijun touched her head happily: "This king thought that he had married a violent illiterate female bandit and went home, but I didn't expect that this king didn't find the right way to open it...... Oh...... Hurt! ”

Qin Youqi pounded his elbow on his chest.

Violent? Illiterate? Also bandits?

This is the image of the master in his heart?

Qin You is so angry, if you don't beat him, I'm sorry for the name of such a tyrant!

Song Weijun rubbed her chest, her chin rested on the top of her head as a matter of course, and she kept complaining: "Alas, just two sentences of praise for you were revealed, so I can hide it, I was beaten in front of so many people, and I am very faceless for my husband......"

Very good, this guy has turned on the stalking mode again, Qin You's hand keeps moving, and while he is unprepared, he jerks up, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", followed by Song Weijun's almost inaudible moans.

Qin You is proud, the height difference is the most annoying, tell you to use your height to bully the master, knock the dog's teeth, have you bitten your tongue down.

The voice of the two people talking was very small, only a few people close to them could hear it, and as soon as the entourage standing on the periphery saw Qin You squeezing Song Weijun out of his place and not moving for a long time, some people were immediately unhappy.

"Lord, princess, it's not too early now, so many of us are standing here, we may be discovered by the Tomb Guards at any time, and please take the overall situation of the princess seriously, it is related to the prosperity of the Wuwang Mansion, and the princess should stop pestering the prince to delay time." Although Yutai Yu was kneeling, her deliberately lowered female voice was a little angry and sharp, and her tone was very bad.

In the past, she had little contact with Yutaiyu in the palace, and Qin You felt that she had nothing but arrogance, but now she found out that this product was actually in arrears of IQ, and distance produced beauty, which was really true.

With a sneer, Qin You withdrew his hand and hugged his arms and looked at her coldly, and said with a disdainful smile: "Yo, isn't this the Streamer Sword Master?" Did the injuries heal quickly? Princess Ben thought you would lie in bed for ten days and a half months. ”

Her original intention was to remind Yutai Yu not to heal the scar and forget the pain, and to talk and talk too much is the rhythm of death, who knows that the brain circuit of Concubine Yu is not on the same channel as her, and the strange understanding is that Qin You is jealous of her.

She said proudly: "The seven killings in green clothes are the elite of the door, this place is dangerous, how can the prince be heavy on me." ”

Song Weijun's palm seems to be powerful, it is indeed not heavy, and Taiyu's own martial arts are not weak, even if she can't resist, she has a deep internal force to protect her body, but the situation was urgent and fast at that time, and she was fine after spitting out two mouthfuls of blood

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