Chapter 87 Diary from 1917
Human nature prefers to explore secrets.
Gu An is no exception.
Holding the box, I tried to turn left and right, and I was not worried after I was sure that I couldn't open it.
He squatted on the ground, and began to refer to the patterns on the floor.
Master Han also squatted down.
The Han family behind him were not very interested, and occasionally a few younger generations were a little curious.
This box has been passed down for several generations, but it is impossible to open it. This time, they have no hope.
Gu An held the box and looked at the pattern on the floor, wanting to see if the two could cause any qualitative changes if they were in close contact.
However, everything was futile, and the pattern left by the faceless strangeness seemed to be a casual graffiti.
If it weren't exactly the same pattern as the box, Gu An wouldn't be interested in seeing these ghost drawing talismans.
"Brother, pattern to pattern, find the place where there is light, go three left and four right and two..."
A Ming's voice suddenly sounded, she said with her ears close to Gu An.
Gu An looked around and found nothing unusual for the Han family. Only he could hear the sound.
"How did you know?"
Gu An whispered.
However, the room was too quiet, and as soon as he spoke, the Han family was confused and didn't know who he would talk to.
A Ming's voice continued: "I ate that big guy and saw its memory before dying..."
Gu An was stunned.
Good guy, is this weird eating weird?
But this time he was not talking, but did as A Ming said, and muttered: "It's nothing difficult, it's just a weird way of language that can be opened..."
This sentence is for the Han family to hear, he will never let go of the pussy he should pretend to be...
Sure enough, when the Han family heard this, they looked at Gu An in surprise. In addition to being surprised, there was also a hint of admiration.
Master Han also looked at Gu An in surprise: "Mr. Gu still understands these?"
Can people understand the strange way of communication?
Isn’t this just knowing nonsense?
However, my ancestors said that there were many nonsense words, so can you believe this nonsense?
"Old Han, please open the skylight and shine in."
Hearing Gu An's words, the Han family immediately opened the skylight, and the light from outside shone in, just projecting on the patterns on the floor.
Gu An followed A Ming's instructions and began to rotate the pattern.
The box flexibly rotated left and right, back and forth in his hands for several steps.
The Han family opened their eyes wide and looked at them with an uncertain and harsh expression.
With the last step falling.
The box made a click...
The patterns on the floor disappeared at this time like evaporating water vapor.
"This box has a little connection with weirdness, so if you want to open it, you must use the power of weirdness. Human power is naturally useless. The pattern on the floor is left by weirdness, and it happened to become the key to opening the box by accident."
Gu An said A Ming's words calmly, looking knowledgeable and talented.
Master Han nodded with his beard and pinched his beard: "Mr. Gu is such a master!"
Gu An looked calm, he had become accustomed to such things that people praised.
The eyes are more focused on the box with the lid open.
There was a yellowed diary inside.
Chapter completed!