At this moment, Master Zhe suddenly pointed at the sheets.
I was surprised to see that a small area of Lao Fu's head wrapped in sheets gradually became wet, as if he was crying.
I turned my head deliberately not to look, turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, I remembered something and went back.
I remember there was a wooden box in Laofu's bamboo basket, so I found it and took a look.
Very strange box.
I can't even open it.
It's a mechanism box!
There are more than twenty long wooden blocks on the surface of this box. Each block can be pushed up, down, left, and right. The operation is a bit like the jigsaw puzzles we played when we were children.
After careful study, I discovered that this box is at least more than two hundred years old. Under the lid, there is an extremely complex "living mortise and tenon" structure.
Some domestic museums have similar things, many of which can no longer be opened. They are used as specimen exhibitions. Those boxes are made of five to six pieces of living mortise and tenon. If there are more, they will cost ten yuan. But this one turned out to be more than twenty yuan.
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Starting from the first piece, if you don't know the order and push it back and forth, the living tenons inside will instantly snap into dead tenons! Everything can be opened now.
There may be blades, gunpowder, saltpeter and other things hidden in the box. If violently destroyed, these things will be triggered. This kind of box is similar to a mandarin duck lock and was mainly used to hide some important documents in the past.
Since I can't open it, I won't worry about it. Lao Fu cares so much. I think there may be some relics of Fu Xia hidden in the box.
Just when I was about to put down the machine box.
Suddenly, one of Lao Fu's exposed fingers suddenly moved.
I thought I was being deceived, but while I was watching, he moved slightly again.
"Uncle Fu!"
I looked quickly and found that under the sheets, Lao Fu had not opened his eyes. His face was still sallow and his eyes were tightly closed.
After Master Zhe looked at it, he said in a low voice: "He is still conscious and wants to tell you something."
"Uncle Fu! What do you want to tell me?"
After a few seconds, Lao Fu's little finger slightly moved upward.
"One...you mean the previous one?"
I guessed, and pushed the first wooden block of the box upwards. It went smoothly without any resistance.
Then, Lao Fu's little finger moved slightly to the left twice.
That's the second one, second from the left...
Previous, second from left.
First to the right, next...
I was very nervous, sweating on my forehead, and my hands were shaking because I didn't know if it was right.
ten minutes later.
With the last piece left, I stared at Lao Fu's little finger without blinking.
But he remained motionless and motionless.
Master Zhe frowned when he saw it and said, "Don't move the last piece. He means to keep it as it is. You can try it."
I nodded and grabbed the box with a little force.
Not a single sound was made.
It was opened so quietly.
As I looked, Lao Fu's raised little finger seemed to have lost its strength.
