Yan Zhan didn't want her to break in rashly. What if there was a trap inside and hurt her?
This looks like a secret door, but the walls of the study are not particularly thick, so the space inside must be extremely narrow.
If there is any hidden weapon, there is no way to avoid it.
Manshu was obedient and did not move. In this regard, she was definitely not as good as Yan Zhan.
She had seen Yan Zhan's skills during several times of danger.
At least much better than her.
Seeing that she behaved, Yan Zhan ruffled her hair again.
"Hide to the side, I'll go in and take a look first."
Yan Zhan moved the person aside and got into the secret door.
It is said to be a secret door, but it is actually a square entrance, about the size of a wellhead.
Yan Zhan stretched out his hand and pushed it, but the secret door did not move.
He frowned, seeing that the secret door was tightly closed, and could only glance at the bookshelves on both sides.
If there is any agency, it should be here.
However, there was nothing unusual on either side of the bookshelf.
Finally, it was Yan Zhan who reached out and groped behind the bookshelf before he found a circular grooved button.
When pressed, the secret door slides open to both sides like a bookshelf.
Xiao Ange’s true face in Lushan was revealed.
The inside is not as dark as a normal secret room and needs to be lit.
Instead, there is a row of luminous pearls inlaid on the top of the hidden grid.
It shines brightly, making the entire dark space light up.
At first glance, there are really stacks of books inside.
The books are neatly arranged. It is obvious that this old man does not store treasures in such a secret place. He stores books because he cherishes these books very much.
As for why you gave the book to Manshu?
It may be that he will never return to his roots, but he still doesn't want these pearls of books to become dusty.
The next owner of this house is also the next owner that the old landlord found for the book.
The age of these books can be seen from their covers.
Yan Zhan randomly picked out a book - "Book of Lu Ban".
Luban?
Is he who he thinks he is?
Yan Zhan glanced through it briefly and found that it indeed recorded what Lu Ban had learned throughout his life.
Just reading it from the back, Yan Zhan couldn't understand it.
Why is this book still cursed?
Seeing Yan Zhan frowning, Manshu looked over to read the book.
As a result, I found a spell written in ancient Chinese.
"If this book was found by the Red Army soldiers in that era, it would have to be destroyed on the spot, and the person who collected the book would have his head shaved and paraded through the streets, right?"
Although Manshu didn't quite understand the rules of that era, he knew how taboo this book was.
This spell, etc., seems like feudal superstition at first glance.
There are mudra and formulas. If someone believes it and practices according to it, wouldn't it be as confusing as the Fax Gong a few years ago?
"Yeah." Yan Zhan saw Manshu's interest and put the book into her hand.
Went to get another book.
Some are Buddhist scriptures, some are ancient banned books, and one is even an ancient pornographic book.
He stacked the book at the bottom, not wanting Manshu to see it.
There is also a book called "Xiao Chao Feng Jian Bao Ji".
Manshu took a look and saw that it was related to treasure appraisal, wouldn't it be about appraising antiques?
She glanced through it briefly and found that it was really written by a pawnshop official from the Qing Dynasty.
——In the eighth year of Kangxi, Xiaoman.
At noon, I stayed at the shop and took my time to smoke and hum a tune.
An old man in a bamboo hat came and looked haggard. He took a silk handkerchief and put it in his arms.
Yu's eyes lit up. It was made of fine silk, produced in the south of the Yangtze River, and supplied to the royal family.
…
This Ye Chaofeng may be a talker, and there is a lot of nonsense in his notes.
Manshu's eyes hurt when he saw it, and it took him a long time to understand.