6 Xin wandered around the yard, there was no show, and he went into his parents' bedroom to look around, but found nothing, and finally he returned to his small room with sporadic hope to rummage through the cabinets.

Listening to what Sekong said so surely, 6 Xin searched all over the house, almost digging three feet into the ground, and spent more than two hours, but still found nothing.

It seems that there is still a place that has not been found, but there is no search there?

6 Xin muttered the question in his heart as his eyes widened, scanning the courtyard and the corners of the room like a searchlight.

After more than ten minutes, he eliminated all the places he had searched, and all that he hadn't seen was a crib placed under the birch bed that he slept on after he was two years old, and 6 Xin slept on that bed until he was two years old.

6 Xin wanted to throw away this useless crib, but his grandfather stopped him, because his father had told him before he went to Japan on a mission that everything in this courtyard was not allowed to be discarded.

6 Xin heard that it was his father's meaning, and he never discarded anything in the house again, after he came down the mountain eighteen years ago, for eighteen years, everything in the house remained the same as it was eighteen years ago, even a rusty fruit knife was placed in the kitchen, and the crib was always placed under the birch bed.

Because of this, 6 Xin is in a small courtyard, and it takes so long to find a secret book, because there are too many miscellaneous items piled up.

6 Xin pulled out the crib, wiped off the dust accumulated on it for many years with a rag, and saw that the small bed was made of pineapple wood, with some animal patterns engraved on it. Several kittens, puppies, chickens and ducklings are lifelike, cute, and a line of small words is engraved under the pattern: May Xiaoxin always be healthy and happy.

Thinking that this was built by his father himself, remembering the scene of a martial arts master squatting on the ground with the heart of a son to build a small bed, 6 Xin's throat couldn't help but choke a little: Why did the people who love themselves leave so early, leaving only the young self alone and helpless to face this cold home.

6 Xin Xun cleaned up his sad mood and looked carefully at the crib, which at first glance seemed impossible to hide.

He could vaguely see a small arrow next to his father's line, so small that he could almost ignore it as a grain on wood.

6 Xin didn't want to let go of any possibility, so he followed the arrow forward and touched it with his hand.

Suddenly, he felt a slight bulge at the tip of the arrow. The bulge is not visible to the naked eye. It must be touched with the hand to feel it.

6 Xin Fu to the heart, tentatively pressed the bulge at the top of the arrow, how did he not react at all.

Frustrated, he threw the wooden bed on the ground, ready to close the door and leave.

Just as he opened the door and stepped one foot. Suddenly a crisp sound was heard.

6 Xin hurriedly looked back. Now at the arrow, a piece of wood bounced off the side of the bed and fell. A hole in the side of the wooden bed is revealed.

6 Xin was overjoyed, hurriedly closed the door, and plugged in the deadbolt from the inside. Then he turned and went into the house, lifted the wooden bed, and looked into the hole.

There was a small wooden box in the hole, and 6 Xin hurriedly reached out and took out the wooden box.

The wooden box was black all over, and it looked small and thin, but 6 Xin couldn't hold it with one hand, so he had to hold it with both hands.

6 Xin recognized that this wooden box was made of iron birch, and the doors of the study where the 6 stores martial arts secrets were also made of iron birch.

6 Xin understood why his father would use iron birch to make this box, because iron birch wood is extremely dense and very hard, three times harder than oak and twice as hard as ordinary steel, and is the hardest wood in the world; At the same time, because the wood is dense and the specific gravity is very large, it is not floating on the surface of the water but sinking to the bottom of the water when put into the water, even if it is immersed in the water for a long time, it is difficult for the water to penetrate into the inside, and the inside of the wood can still remain dry.

6 Xin used to hear people mention the good of this wood, now seeing is believing, this wooden box has been placed in the wooden bed for many years and has never been moth-eaten and flooded, and the box has not been damaged at all.

6 Xin was so excited that he wanted to open the wooden box and take a look.

But a small iron lock locked the box firmly, making 6 Xin almost vomit blood, which is really a good thing.

Touching the iron lock, 6 Xin was puzzled, the box was placed in his crib, almost seven or eight years later, the iron lock looked still dark and bright, without any rust.

6 Xin held the iron lock in his hand, cold and piercing.

6 Xin hurriedly loosened the iron lock, and then carefully looked at the past, and at the same time speculated in his heart that this could be made of the unattainable cold iron in the legend of the clan.

He tried to control the lock cylinder with gold control and open the iron lock, but now his tried and tested lock-picking method completely failed, and he couldn't control the lock cylinder of this lock at all.

He tried to suck the metal energy of this lock and turn this lock into scum, but he couldn't absorb the metal energy inside.

Intrigued, he used the metal control to detect the metal composition of the lock, and was shocked to realize that the lock was not the iron lock he had imagined, nor was it any other common metal.

6 Xin suddenly understood that the so-called cold iron and dark iron were all made of meteorites outside the sky, not metal substances on the earth, so he could not control the lock.

It seems that he can only find the key to this lock.

A key to open a lock, 6 Xin thought that the key to the iron lock must be in the wooden bed, so regardless of the commemorative significance of the wooden bed for 18 years, crackled the wooden bed and scattered it, looking for the key in the pile of wood, looking for three or four times, there was no trace.

6 Xin tried to use the perspective branch of Tianyantong, through the hard iron birch, to see that there were two things in the box, a letter and a note, presumably that note was the secret of Jin Yang Gong.

I can see it but I can't take it out, 6 Xin is very depressed, 6 Xin exerts his true qi, picks up the axe, and wants to split the wooden box, but the axe is curled, and only a white mark is shown on the iron birch box.

6 Xin was extremely melancholy, paced outside the house, sat on the chair under the grape trellis and sulked, I don't know what my father thinks, how can he give himself a box that cannot be opened.

The golden sunset spilled in through the gaps between the grape leaves, shining scattered on 6 Xin's body.

The bright and warm sunshine can't drive away the haze in 6 Xin's heart, he lay on his back on the chair decadently, closed his eyes sadly, and was very disappointed in his heart, if he couldn't find the secret of Jin Yang Gong this time, he couldn't become the third generation helmsman of the 6 families, he couldn't become the head of the 6 families, he might just be a tyrant for the rest of his life, and he couldn't be among the top of the world.

Everyone knows that this world is not only powerful in money, but also in more forces that determine the life and death of people, and if he wants to control these forces, he must control the 6 families, get back what the 6 families owe him for 18 years, and rank among the top of the world, so that everyone can bow down. (To be continued......)

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