Chapter 7 Mystery in the Box

As Huo Junyuan said, the Qiansuo Xuanji box is indeed not a layer. With the ice silk that drilled in, Fang Ling clearly felt that the square wooden blocks outside were not big, and there were various small wooden blocks inside. Moreover, these wooden blocks were not all square, but also long strips, rounds, diamonds, etc.

The entire box looks ordinary on the surface, but it is full of fine parts. These parts are combined and linked together, and are combined in various ways to form a connected thousand-layer lock, and at the innermost layer is a box with two fingers length and width.

There are thousands of locks, layer by layer. As the ice silk moves, Fang Ling outlines the box in his mind. The structure is so complicated that it is almost abnormal. Just like this, it is already full of trouble, let alone someone has made it.

There are not many people who can admire Fang Ling in his life, but in addition to admiring such a craftsman with amazing skills, he is still admired. However, now is not the time to admire him. He must find the trick to open the box.

It took a whole hour to finish the box. Fang Ling took back the ice spirit and sweated all over. He focused on controlling the ice silk, as if walking a tightrope on a thousand-foot cliff. No accident could happen. So, although the energy was not consumed much, he seemed very tired mentally.

Fang Ling gasped and closed his eyes. The structure of the box just outlined appeared in his mind. With the thoughts moved, the parts of the box separated in his mind. When the thoughts moved, the thoughts moved and they were all combined together.

Using amazing memory, Fang Ling can not only recreate the structure diagram in his mind, but also allow various parts to be combined at will, thereby studying its structure.

However, this does not mean that things will be simplified. These parts are numerous, at least one thousand, and each one has a purpose, which makes this box become an impregnable fortress.

Fang Ling simply used the clumsy method to analyze it one by one to understand the uses of these parts.

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

Xiaoqing occasionally tiptoed to the door and took a look. When he saw Fang Ling closing his eyebrows and thinking deeply, he returned carefully and shook his head at Mo Xiang.

The sun slowly sets and the sky becomes dark. Mo Xiang quietly waits in the courtyard outside the door, looking at the door from time to time, and his little hands are tightly held tightly, waiting for the result to appear.

Fang Ling's entire spirit was integrated into his mind, and he focused on distinguishing these parts. Finally, after careful exploration, he discovered a part close to the inside, which seemed to be missing.

Any part is constructed as a lock, but this one, although with other parts, seems to be suddenly interrupted. Without a single thing, Fang Ling suddenly felt his mind and carefully distinguished the surrounding structure.

Then I found that this long strip-shaped part seemed to be stuck in the hole of one long strip of wood. If it shakes down with force, it will cause vibrations on the two parts below, resulting in a continuous chain reaction in the box.

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

"Seriously?" Mo Xiang was surprised and happy, and even her steps became much lighter. She hurried into the room with her long skirt, while Xiaoqing closed the door alertly and guarded outside.

Surrounding the table, Fang Ling said: "The box made by Miss Mo's ancestors is called the Qiansuo Xuanji box. The process was from a thousand years ago and has long been lost. This box contains thousands of parts, forming a thousand locks connected by one, so it is not easy to open it."

Mo Xiang was surprised and said in admiration: "It turns out that this box has such a origin. Mr. Fang 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 unlocking device. It must hit the part with precise force, causing a lock around it to change, and then the box can be opened naturally."

After saying that, he bent his fingers, knuckles lowered, and knocked it lightly towards the left side of the box.

The right force penetrates the box and hits the small wooden strip. The small wooden strip moves accurately between the two parts next to it, causing the two parts to move outward, and then begins to cause the surrounding parts to change rapidly.

Suddenly, the two of them heard a slight sound of "Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Cra

Mo Xiang was really stunned. She didn't expect that the method of opening the box was so simple, just a snap of her finger. However, this finger method might not be possible for extraordinary people. Her little hand covered her chest and stared at the iron-wood box tightly, not daring to move at all.

I don’t know how long the crack sound has been. When the sound suddenly stopped, the gap in the middle of Qiansuo Xuan Ji box suddenly cracked naturally. After the first layer of the box was opened, the second layer, the third layer, and the fourth layer of the box were also opened one by one.

Mo Xiang's beautiful eyes widened and she was secretly shocked. Although she had heard that there were as many as thousands of locks in it just now, she didn't expect that this box would have four layers. No wonder no one has been able to open this box for three hundred years.

After the fourth layer of the box was opened, a small box with two fingers long and wide inside was exposed. Mo Xiang took a deep breath, calmly picked up the box, and then slowly opened it. After opening it, she found that there was a bronze key inside!

This box is obviously tailor-made for the bronze key, and the two are closely matched, so no matter how the iron wood box shakes, it will not make a sound.

The key itself is very ordinary in shape, but the key opening is not completely solid. It is divided into two layers, with a plum blossom-shaped solid in the middle, and a circle of shells outside.

Fang Ling stared at the key and guessed: "You Mo family ancestors did not hesitate to create this Thousand Lock Xuan Ji box to protect this key, which shows that this key is of great importance."

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

After thinking for a while, she finally called Xiaoqing in. Xiaoqing glanced at it and immediately said, "Miss, do you still remember when we were playing in the ancestral hall when we were young, we found that there was a plum blossom mark on the base of the stone statue in the backyard of the ancestral hall?"

Mo Xiang's eyes lit up and she smiled brightly, "Xiaoqing, you have such a good memory. I remember we were only 5 years old at that time."

Xiaoqing chuckled and said, "It's not that I have a good memory, but that I have to go to the backyard of the ancestral hall to pick some flowers and fruits every year. Every time I see the stone statue, I will remember the things I played when I was a child. It's not like Miss, you have been in the study all year round, and you have never been to the backyard of the ancestral hall."

"It seems that the stone statue must be connected to this secret path..." Mo Xiang thought for a while, and looked at the young man and said, "Now that the key has been found, but I don't know what can be opened. Mr. Fang is worse than doing good things to the end and accompany the little girl to the backyard of the ancestral hall to see how?"

She only spent one day to solve the problem that had troubled the tribe's tribe for three hundred years. She was shocked and grateful when she saw Fang Ling. This key was of great importance and could not be known to others at this time, so she could only use Fang Ling to inquire about the secret of the key.

"Then it's better to obey your orders than respect." Fang Linggong bowed and said that he was not curious at all. That must be a lie. Moreover, because of the appearance of the Qianxun Xuan Ji box, Fang Ling felt that the key must be related to mechanical techniques.

Xiaoqing whispered: "Miss, it's all night now, but Mr. Fang hasn't even had lunch."

Mo Xiang suddenly felt ashamed: "It's the little girl who is not considerate. Xiaoqing, go to the kitchen and get some good wine and food."

Fang Ling laughed and said, "Miss Mo, there is priority, and this key is of great importance. Now is not the time to have a meal freely. I just want to see Miss Xiaoqing go and get a few steamed buns for me."

Mo Xiang was grateful for his understanding, so she asked Xiaoqing to go to the kitchen to bring several steamed buns.

When a plate of steamed buns was placed on the table, Fang Ling suddenly felt a faint fragrance of flowers. When he saw that the buns were of different colors, he couldn't help but say with great interest: "Is this a steamed bun made of flowers?"

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

Fang Ling picked up one and sniffed it nearby. The more he felt the fragrance was very scent, as if he had hooked up all the slanderous insects in his stomach. He opened his mouth and sniffed a big mouthful, and then he praised his thumb.

Seeing Fang Ling eating steamed buns with jubilant food, Mo Xiang couldn't help laughing, as if she felt it was too wrong. She quickly covered half of her face with her sleeves, and under the slight candlelight, it made her look even more beautiful.

After Fang Ling finished eating the steamed buns happily, Mo Xiang asked again: "Young Master Fang, can this Qiansuo Xuanji box be put together again?"

"Let's try." Fang Ling recalled the structure of the box, found the innermost layer that was different from the previous structure, pressed down all the bulges, and immediately synthesized the first layer of the box, and so on, and then recombined it into the Qiansuo Xuanji box, but the box was empty, and then the three of them headed towards the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is a key place in the Mo family. It has always been here only when worshiping ancestors. The trees planted here are over 300 years old. The branches and leaves are thick and lush, and the trunks are as thick as buckets, covering the sky and under the moon, and I feel a sense of silence.

Walking into the ancestral hall, Mo Xiang placed Qiansuo Xuanji box on the altar. At this moment, Fang Ling heard footsteps coming from a distance, as if he was coming straight towards the ancestral hall.
Chapter completed!