The black wooden box is very light, Tang Yulan holds it in his hand, the texture is rough, but the weight is like a speck of dust.

"My great-grandfather used to be a famous martial arts master, and he killed many devils during the Anti-Japanese War. The gold and silver treasures were not left, but the great name and the broken box were left. Is it filled with Li Taibai's autographed poems, or Tang Bohu's famous landscape paintings, or Kangxi's ink treasures? You must have saved your hands and let your children and grandchildren make a fortune! ”

Tang Yulan thought about it, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

After turning on the TV and finding the draft channel, he sat on the sofa unhurriedly, kicked the sofa pillow that fell to the ground away, held the black wooden box with his left hand, swept away the air conditioning remote control on the coffee table and the hardcover version of "Les Miserables" with his right hand, and gently placed the wooden box on it.

"Squeak!"

The wooden box made a soft noise, and the patent leather on it fell off, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.

"A hundred years ago, it was also listed as two wealthy families with the Zhu family, and the box was such an inferior one. This carpenter's craft has fallen to the present, and he can't even get a qualification certificate! ”

Tang Yulan said, glanced at Xia Qinglian's boudoir, and muttered, "Dead girl, she hasn't come back yet." Shaking his head, he pulled out an old-fashioned kerosene lighter and lit a cigarette.

He took two puffs of his cigarette, the nicotine scent running back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and then turned into a cloud of smoke and sprayed out.

"Oh no, I don't know where to put the key?" Tang Yulan's eyes fell on Xiao Guang's lock, and said with interest: "I'll try it and see how Lao Tzu's laws are mastered, but it really doesn't work, and then use other methods." ”

Speaking of Tang Yulan's current strength, it was easy to split the wooden box and break Xiao Guang's lock, but he didn't want to destroy what his great-grandfather left behind.

Tang Yulan spewed out a thick and choking smoke from his mouth, then rubbed his hands, and gently put his right hand on Xiao Guang's lock.

When his fingers touched the uneven surface of the lock body, Tang Yulan slowly closed his eyes and tried to feel the structure of the small wide lock in his hand.

The shape of the lock beam, the bolt of the separating spring and the key slot is becoming clearer.

In my mind, it was like a layer of fog slowly dissipating.

Tang Yulan's attention became more and more concentrated, and there was only this lock left in his mind, and even in the TV station, the host of the talent show could no longer hear the voice.

The main function of the key is to guide the lock bolt to move after insertion, and when locking, the open reed on the lock bolt will be propped open against the inner wall of the lock, so that the lock cannot be opened.

What Tang Yulan has to do now is to find a way to squeeze the reeds and then move the bolt.

In ancient history, the reed lock was a reform and breakthrough of the lock class. Even in modern times, there are still many lock companies that use this principle to produce locks.

Because the type, number, position and size of the spring piece on the lock bolt are different, the design of the key head and the keyhole design is also different, and the spring plate is also a thin cuboid, one end is fixed at the tail of the lock stem, the other end is opened, and it is arranged in a mixed manner, and there are many changes inside, which is naturally not easy to open.

As a type of reed lock, the structure of the wide lock is almost the same.

Although Tang Yulan was able to use the molecules and elements in the air to create flames and frost, it was much more difficult to control their shape, which required meticulous control of the rules.

To get the most out of the rules, it's not enough to know them.

It's like when people are writing or drawing, the works of famous masters clearly appear in their minds. However, it is very difficult to draw a portrait, and it is simply impossible to paint exactly the same.

In particular, the master's line of grass, generally after drinking, the mood is heroic, the brushwork is not restricted, from the beginning to the end, the flow of clouds and water, together into a halt. After this state of mind, even if the author himself wants to write a similar work, there is nothing he can do.

Tang Yulan frowned and pondered silently.

If you want to open the lock, you must use your own control of the rules to squeeze and squeeze these invisible molecules suspended in the air, and finally condense them into a shape similar to a key, and then open the small wide lock.

What bothers him the most is that the small wide lock is two sizes smaller than the wide lock, and the key must also be small.

As far as Tang Yulan's current control of the rules is concerned, this is almost an impossible task.

After trying several times in succession, a trace of hot sweat was already pouring out of Tang Yulan's head. He could feel the slight vibration of the reeds inside the lock body, but it was still far from unlocking.

"I can't get you away?" Tang Yulan came up with vigor and tried again and again. It is always impossible to successfully unlock the lock.

I closed my eyes and thought about it for a while, and when I opened my eyes and looked at the watch on the wall, I found that it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Under the overdraft, Tang Yulan felt very tired, his right hand let go of Xiao Guang's lock, hung down weakly, and fell asleep on the sofa with his head down.

After sleeping for less than half an hour, Tang Yulan, who was curled up on the sofa, was woken up by freezing.

Propping up his tired body and getting up from the sofa, he squinted and saw that the TV was playing the drama of the Anti-Japanese War, and a peasant in his sixties threw a grenade high without pulling the lead, blowing up a low-flying helicopter of the enemy.

"What a bullshit show." Pick up the remote control and turn off the TV directly.

"It's cold, huhu." Tang Yulan yawned, exhaled hot air into his hand, and looked up to see that the air conditioner was not on.

When the air conditioner is turned on, a gust of hot air blows out.

After a while, the room was much warmer.

Tang Yulan was dazed, turned his head and continued to sleep.

After less than two hours, Tang Yulan opened his eyes and sat up again.

Due to the severe mental consumption and exhaustion, Tang Yulan had a nightmare, rubbed his dizzy head, glanced at the wooden box on the coffee table, and muttered: "Ge Laozi, they were all tortured to death by you." ”

Tang Yulan muttered and fell back on the sofa and continued to sleep.

The night seemed to be very long, and when Tang Yulan woke up again, it was already very lively outside the apartment building, and there was the sound of the old lady downstairs greeting her.

There are still people upstairs playing erhu, and the half-dead voice is difficult to make a tune, and the voice sounds irritating.

Tang Yulan stretched his waist and secretly smiled bitterly. Put away the black wooden box, wash your face, pick up the keys and leave the apartment.

In the past two days, Gu Shibian did not call him, and it was expected that he was interested in the research of Moran Kangsu, and Tang Yulan did not bother him.

Driving a black Santana car, I bought three catties of red Fuji apples at a roadside stall and walked towards Bo'an Hospital.

After parking the car, Tang Yulan called to inquire about Dean Zhang, and then went to the inpatient building and took the elevator to the sixteenth floor.

As soon as I got off the elevator, the smell of potion came to my nose.

Walking along the corridor to the end and pushing open ward 1621, Tang Yulan saw Zhou Changshan lying on the middle bed.

In front of Zhou Changshan's hospital bed, there was a short-haired man with a straight waist, holding a fruit knife in his hand, and he was peeling apples, but his hand was jerky, and the apple peel was broken into pieces.

"Captain Zhou, how are you doing?" Tang Yulan walked in with a smile, put the apple on the table, and said, "The face is ruddy, the complexion is good, and if you raise it for two more days, your skin will be even whiter." ”

Zhou Changshan smiled and said, "There doesn't seem to be any wind outside the window, what blew you over?" ”

The man who was peeling the apple stood up, put the apple on a spread paper towel on the table, moved a chair and put it behind Tang Yulan, and said, "Head Tang, please take a seat." ”

After Tang Yulan sat down, he smiled and said, "You're welcome, what about Officer Xiaoxiao?" ”

"Oh." The man snapped his fingers and said, "She hasn't been here for two days, and she's been on a lot of tasks lately." We are short of manpower. ”

Zhou Changshan smiled evilly and said, "Captain Tang, you don't know that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is intended for Pei Gong." By coming to see me, in fact, you want to find Xiao He? ”

"Uh...... Do you see through this? Tang Yulan didn't bother to refute, so he simply admitted it directly.

"I know you don't have any good intentions." He looked up at the infusion bag, turned his head and said to the young man, "Xiao Liang, you go and call the nurse to change the fluid." ”

"Oh." The man put down the half-peeled apple and hurried out.

In the ward, only Zhou Changshan and Tang Yulan were left.

Zhou Changshan looked up at Tang Yulan and said: "My body is fixed by plaster cast now, I can only lie here, I can't even sit, I can't even sit here, it's really enviable to see you standing here." ”

Tang Yulan smiled: "Don't worry, you will soon be like me." As he spoke, he picked up the fruit knife and peeled an apple in three or two clicks.

Zhou Changshan continued: "I heard Xiao He say that you found someone to save me. ”

Tang Yulan took a bite of the apple and said, "Don't take the little things to heart." ”

Zhou Changshan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Then what about the major matter of you destroying the Dragon Pattern Society, eradicating the Angry Beast Alliance, and controlling Lingjiang City?" Can you take it to heart. ”

Tang Yulan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Captain Zhou, it turns out that you are worried about this matter." ”

Zhou Changshan snorted lightly, and then asked, "Shouldn't you be worried?" I wonder what exactly you want to do next? His eyes were full of doubt, distrust, and even resentment.

Tang Yulan stood up, looked down at the other party, and said, "You have been in the hospital bed for a long time, and you haven't gone outside to see what Lingjiang City is like now." It's really bustling and drunk. However, do you think that the only force in Lingjiang City is our Flying Bird Regiment? Do you think I'm doing this for myself? I see that you have been lying for a long time, your ears and eyes are closed, and you have lost the ability to judge correctly. ”

Zhou Changshan breathed a little short, and said in a hoarse voice: "I know, your Flying Bird Regiment is now very powerful, and it is so big that it is intolerable Cheng Dù. ”

Tang Yulan threw the apple core into the garbage basket and said lightly: "Seeing that Captain Zhou's eyes are so jealous, why don't you join our Flying Bird Regiment after the injury is healed?" ”

Zhou Changshan snorted and didn't say a word.

Tang Yulan saw that his sullen body trembled slightly, his tone softened a lot, and said, "Captain, you must first settle inside!" Now the threat is not only hell, but also the ninja group from the Wa country, the crime club of the Soviet country, and even the Postman family in the United States, as for you, you should be full of hope for our Bird Regiment. ”

Zhou Changshan's eyebrows twitched, his eyes lowered, and he said, "Head Tang, I want to rest for a while." ”