Chapter 352

"The horizontal lines of the two pieces of wood are flat, which shows that this piece is not a message box at all, but an ordinary piece of wood." Yi Xiaoqiao shook the things in his hand.

"Maybe it was made from wood when it was made?" Han Youjun raised his question.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked through it: "there is no trace of processing on it. Although I hope it is what you think, I think it is less likely. Master, what do you say?"

Han Zifei looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, and said nothing.

"In addition, the inside of the message box is generally exquisite and smart, and small accessories must be needed. Generally, these things are made of metal. Things of the same size of metal are much heavier than wood. If there is anything else in it, it is impossible to maintain the same level as this pure wood. This must be a piece of wood." Yi Xiaoqiao doesn't have much theoretical knowledge, but uses the simplest identification method: "of course, if you don't believe it, you can open it and have a look, but you don't know, master. Are you... Reluctant to give up?"

Han Zifei looked uncertain and hesitated for a long time. Then he came back to his mind and said firmly, "I'm willing. What's the reluctance? Come on, get me an axe!"

He will smash this thing with his own hands today to see if it is wood or a message box!

The boy handed an axe. Han Zifei chopped it down without hesitation. With an axe, the wood was immediately split in two. With great strength, the wood flew up and rolled to Han Youjun's feet.

Han Youjun picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was really just a piece of wood, not to mention any clever mechanism. He didn't even have anything next to it. It was really just a small, polished wood.

He looked at Han Zifei quietly: "Grandpa, it's really just wood."

Han Zifei held the axe. A moment later, he slowly let go of his hand: "it's really wood, just wood."

"Grandpa, I think the grandmaster must have a purpose." Han Youjun was afraid that Han Zifei would die of anger. He helped him sit down and comforted him in a low voice.

"In vain, I've been trying to open it and open it all these years, but I never suspected that it was just a piece of wood!" Han Zifei couldn't believe it and smiled with an unspeakable look on his face. He felt relieved and helpless. It seemed that he had been put together by others, but he finally found that there was no meaning in either resistance or obedience.

Very pale feeling.

Yi Xiaoqiao opened his mouth and said in his heart, am I wrong?

"Grandpa?"

Han Zifei stood up tremblingly, carried his hands on his back, turned and walked out of the garden. Sometimes he could hear his low murmur: "it's actually a piece of wood, it's really a piece of wood."

His voice was so unbelievable that his tone was full of helplessness and sadness.

Han Zifei left. Yi Xiaoqiao and Han Youjun looked at each other.

Han Youjun played with the half piece of wood. He didn't expect that the blow to Grandpa was so great that grandpa was a little in a trance.

Yi Xiaoqiao didn't expect Han Zifei to care so much about the message box, which made her feel a little guilty for a moment. She always felt that she had caused Han Zifei.

"This thing is handed down by our ancestors." Han Youjun cleaned the wood debris on it: "my grandfather has always regarded it as a treasure. He has always wanted to study it and open it. Unexpectedly, it is just a solid wood pimple. I'm afraid no one can accept it."

"It was handed down by our ancestors. It's really precious." Yi Xiaoqiao pursed his lips: "if I had known this, I would..."

What, don't you open it? Let it become a permanent mystery and continue to cheat?

No, this is definitely not Yi Xiaoqiao's meaning. In her opinion, although the result is not good enough, it is at least opened. In this way, it is also a wish, but obviously, Han Zifei doesn't think so.

"Go and see Master." Yi Xiaoqiao winked at Han Youjun.

"Grandpa is in a bad mood. It's no use for me to see him. It's better to let him stay by himself and think about it." Han Youjun picked up the two pieces of wood and put them together. Jane put them into the original box: "I believe the grandfather must have his intention to do this, not to fool us."

"Are you so sure?"

Han Youjun is really simple.

"Of course, grandpa told me that grandpa is a very powerful man. Why does such a powerful man fool others? He must have a deeper intention." Han Youjun affirmed that he looked at Yi Xiaoqiao with a crooked head: "But you are also very powerful. Grandpa has been studying it all these years and has found many famous people to study it, but no one doubts whether this thing is a real message box. Everyone believes that it is a message box. Everyone firmly believes that they can't open it because they don't do enough. It's funny to think of it."

Yi Xiaoqiao smiled. It was really a little funny, but after it was funny, he felt sad inexplicably.

Just because this thing is the "baby" left by our predecessors, we don't even have the qualification to doubt. Isn't this a kind of sadness?

"Master, should everything be all right?" Yi Xiaoqiao asked worried. She saw that Han Zifei's face was not particularly good. It was obviously a big blow.

"Don't worry, grandpa is a persistent man. How can he be defeated because of such a thing? He's sad now because he can't figure out the intention of his grandfather. When he figure it out, he will get better." Han Youjun answered with a smile. Between the lines, he was full of confidence in Han Zifei.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at his almost innocent face and said with a smile, "you really know him."

"Of course, he is my grandfather. I have been dependent on my grandfather since I was a child. Of course, I know him best." Han Youjun said proudly, "well, you don't have to have pressure. Go back and have a rest early. I'll ask someone to inform you of anything."

Yi Xiaoqiao is a little guilty, but it's no use thinking about staying. Being a man and doing things is the same as being a mechanism box. What he pays attention to is epiphany. Maybe you suddenly realize a truth at a certain moment, and your life will usher in another stage. If you can't get out of it, life will be another scene.

If Han Zifei is obsessed with the authenticity of this message box, Yi Xiaoqiao may not be useful even if he breaks the sky. He still needs to think about it by himself. Of course, Han Zifei is in his sixties and has rich life experience. He should be able to figure it out and not drill such a horn.

Thinking like this, Yi Xiaoqiao was relieved.

What she didn't expect was that as soon as she returned to the inn, someone came to her. It was the Han family.