The Han family was quite satisfied with Shen Jiao's acquaintance, so they no longer paid attention to Shen Jiao, and they all looked at Shimen without even blinking their eyelids, for fear of missing the secret that could only be solved in hundreds of years. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Qixiu was also infected by this tense atmosphere, his expression became very serious, and he looked at Old Man Han, waiting for his instructions.

Old Man Han took out a piece of broken tiles and scraped the moss on the stone gate, revealing the true face of the stone gate, which was very plain, and was not carved with complex patterns or formations as depicted in the novel, it was a very ordinary stone gate.

However, there are two very small pits on the stone gate, the appearance is very strange, it looks like a palm print, one left and one right row, except for these two palm prints, there is no other device on the stone door, and there is no chain.

"I don't have a lock, why do you get this door in?" Someone shouted.

The others also echoed, all showing puzzled expressions, many of these people saw the true face of Shimen for the first time, and their fiery hearts suddenly cooled.

This door is as tightly closed as a mussel shell, how can they enter the house?

For a while, there was a lot of noise in front of the stone gate, everyone was restless, Shen Jiao didn't say a word, retreated to the aisle, clinging to the wall, and Han Sili stood next to him, Han Qixiu asked him to protect Shen Jiao thoughtfully, this young man didn't dare to relax for a moment, for fear of completing the task of not being able to wait for the uncle.

Old Man Han just glanced at it lightly, and everyone was suddenly silent, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Qi Xiu, put the round left hand and the strong right hand into these two pits." The old man said.

Han Qixiu raised the little guy's paw as he said, and when he first put the round left hand into the pit on the left, it was not big or small, just put the round claw, it was not bad at all, it was just like tailor-made.

Yuan Yuan seemed to be very curious about this stone gate, and kept slapping the stone gate, not honest at all, Han Qixiu had to press Yuan Yuan's claws with his hand, and then stuffed his strong right hand into the pit, in the same way, the active Zhuang Zhuang was more unstable, and he was even more troublesome than his brother.

Han Qi pressed both claws into the pit at the same time, and he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting the child's muscles and bones, so it took a long time to do it well.

Two small paws, one black and one white, pressed into the pit, but did not react......

The people of the Han clan were all disappointed, some of them whispered cool words, Han Qiguang walked over and kicked at the person who spoke, and immediately became quiet again.

'Kakaka'

Shen Jiao heard a very subtle card sound, like a wooden box that had been in the warehouse for many years, and one day it was opened, it would emit this card sound.

The sound of Kaka became louder and louder, and finally everyone heard it, and everyone was surprised, is this opening the door?

Shen Jiao was secretly frightened, why could this stone door be opened with only a round and strong palm print?

As far as she knows, this kind of palm print to open the door was created by Master Lu Ban, but it has been lost many years ago, in the previous life her grandfather wanted to find Lu Ban's descendants to build a secret room, but after decades of searching, he couldn't find it, and finally had to fail.

Could it be that this stone gate of the Han family ancestral hall was built by the descendants of Lu Ban?

But how could the descendants of Luban know what the round and strong palms looked like hundreds of years ago?

The more Shen Jiao thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she was even more curious about what was hidden in the stone gate, what kind of treasure would make the ancestors of the Han family bother so much, and make it so mysterious?

The stone door opened slowly, for a full quarter of an hour, and it was naturally dark inside, but there was no strange smell coming out, and the air was still very fresh.

Old Man Han strode in, Han Qixiu followed closely behind, holding Yuan Yuan Zhuang in his arms, and the others also followed into the house.

Shen Jiao was also itching, so she said to Han Sili: "Li, go in and see!" ”

Han Sili couldn't help but be moved, and shook his head firmly: "Don't go, my little uncle will let me guard you." ”

Shen Jiao wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw that the people of the Han clan had come out, they were all younger people, at least most of them had come out, Shen Jiao roughly counted them, and knew that there would be no more than ten people left inside.

"Why did they get out?" Han Sili said curiously.

Where did Shen Jiao know, stabbed Han Sili, and spurred his mouth at those people, Han Sili understood, trotted over and whispered a few words, and came back after a while.

"Uncle Grandma, I asked Uncle Twelve, and he said that the house was too small to stand so many people, so Uncle Xiao let them out." Han Sili said with a smile.

'Poof'

Shen Jiao couldn't help laughing, no wonder these people's expressions were so strange, like constipation.

But she's even more weird, she can only stand in a room of ten people, it's not too big to think about, at most she can put two boxes, right?

Even if the two boxes are full of gold bricks, I'm afraid there won't be many, right?

Spend so much effort to hide two boxes of gold bricks?

Shen Jiao quickly denied this idea, two boxes of gold bricks can't even pay the wages of Lu Ban's descendants, it is absolutely impossible for these worldly treasures!

At this moment, in the room that made Shen Jiao and them itch, the expressions of Old Man Han and the others were also very entangled, the room was indeed very small, and the ten people were still a little crowded when they were standing.

And there are no boxes in the room, but there is a desk, and there is a small wooden box on the table, which is made of golden silk nanmu, half a foot square, and the box is about an inch thick, and it doesn't seem to hold too many things.

There was nothing else in the room except this wooden box, it was empty, and it was no wonder that the expressions of these people were so strange!

After so much effort, there is only such a small wooden box that can't hold many things, how can they be embarrassed?

Old man Han bowed three times to the wooden box, and respectfully took down the box, which was very old, and a thick layer of ash accumulated on the box, and the old man Han brushed off the dust on the box, revealing the lid with exquisite patterns.

"Uncle, what kind of treasure is this?" Han Qiguang couldn't help but ask.

"What's the hurry? Have you practiced qigong for so many years? ”

Old Man Han gave him a blank look, but his slightly trembling paws betrayed his restless heart, Han Qiguang held his breath and didn't dare to speak, secretly slandering himself, there is a kind of don't shake your hands!

'Kata'

The box was not locked, and the old man just pushed it lightly, and the lid of the box popped open, revealing the true face inside.

A hazel parchment book with the words 'Han Gong's Testament' written on the cover, the old man put the box back on the desk, bowed down to the box, and the others followed suit.

"The ancestor is above, please accept Han Qingye's worship!"

Old Man Han kowtowed respectfully three times, then got up and picked up the wooden box, and took out the parchment book, but saw that there was a smaller wooden box under the book, which was also made of golden silk nanmu.

"Uncle, why is there a box here?"

Han Qiguang was very strange, this box is in a box, the ancestor is playing a trick?