After I went up to the seventh floor, I knocked on the door. The door didn’t open and I knocked heavily a few more times, but there was still no sound. At this moment, a teacher passed by and said, "Don’t knock anymore. Teacher Wang had already gotten off work. There’s no one inside."
"Ai, this guy actually left." I helplessly went downstairs and bumped into the young girl, Jian Wei, who had just finished school. She smiled and said, "What a coincidence! I met you again. Did you see Lei Yuan?"
I shook my head. "Nope. If I saw her, I would definitely call you. I don’t even know what happened to that girl. She really is infuriating."
The young girl, Jenne, smiled sweetly. "It’s alright. I’ll be able to see her at the outing tomorrow. We’ll talk about it when the time comes." She greeted me and walked away, and as I watched her back, I thought of that dream again.
Why did I have such a strange dream? Could it be that I really like her from the bottom of my heart?
Jian Wei floated by my side and said, "What are you thinking about? Seeing me in my youth, how can you be so distracted? Am I such a heavenly beauty?"
"Stop boasting, alright? I’m about to vomit." I said snappily.
Jian Wei pouted. "However, I still have to tell you something. I really don’t like you right now, that’s for sure."
"Who do you like?" I’m curious, I want to ask.
However, the ghost, Jian Wei, had a rare look on her face as she said, "I forgot." Then it drifted away.
"Damn, even ghosts have a temper. How troublesome." On the way, I jabbered on and on, wanting to talk to her, but she just floated in the sky and stopped talking to me.
Even though she had always claimed that she was my bride, I had always been a bit suspicious and felt that something was wrong. Before, when she was holding me, when she told me that she heard me call her and apologized to me, it was the happiest moment of her life. In other words, ten years of love life, even that short moment with me was not worth the time I had now.
However, due to the complex timeline, my head hurt just thinking about it. Thus, I decided not to think about it anymore and got on the electric bike to rush home.
Downstairs, I remembered, "The pawnshop on East Street should have brought the box, right?"
I asked the doorman if he had anything to give me, but he said no.
"Damn, he even claimed that he was a big shop that dealt in both the Yin and Yang worlds, yet he actually went back on his word? Could he have reneged on his promise midway?"
I angrily went upstairs. When I opened the door, I was startled. There really was that box in the middle of the living room!
God, how did the man with the box get in? When I opened the door, the lock was clearly intact, yet no one had touched it. Why did this box appear in my house?
I couldn’t figure it out, but I figured it out after a while. After all, the East Street Pawnshop was a very powerful shop and it could travel between the Yin Yang and Yang worlds.
But what was in the box? Why did it interest Wang Da Chuan so much? Furthermore, according to Qin Feng, when these chests were kept in the pawnshops on the east side of the street, external forces would frequently come to snatch them. Three hundred years ago, they had been kept in the storerooms of the pawnshops on the east side for three hundred years.
The things that the Celestial Sect’s ancestors kept in the pawnshop on the East Street should have some history behind them. Moreover, this box seemed to be very large, and the items inside would probably exceed anyone’s imagination.
This box aroused my curiosity. I wanted to open it immediately, but the most embarrassing thing happened. Your sister, she only gave me the box, but the key?
There was a large lock hanging at the entrance of the box. Without the key, it was impossible to open it. I thought of the lockpick kit Wang Dachuan had given me, so I took it out and fiddled with the lock for a while, but the lock was an ancient object, not the same as the current security lock, and I couldn’t do it for a long time.
At this time, I thought of Qin Feng, so I immediately called him. The call connected quickly, and Qin Feng laughed, "Brother Li, is there something you need? You called me so quickly. Do you want to come to work tonight? If you’d like to take the night shift, I can give you overtime. "
"Of course not. I just want to ask, where is the key to the box you sent me?"
Qin Feng laughed heartily, "What key? Brother Li, ever since this box was placed in the East Street pawnshop, all the shopkeepers have never seen any key before. In other words, if there was a key, we would have already opened it ourselves. Don’t think that our pawnbroker is not curious, we also want to know what treasure is hidden inside. "
"Eh, looks like you don’t know either. What should I do? This thing takes up quite a bit of space. It would be too much of an eyesore if it was placed in my house. I can’t open it now, so what should I do?"
Qin Feng smiled. "Aren’t there a lot of small advertisements for locks in the corridor? You should find them and try them out."
"Fuck, that’s fine too. Are you joking with me?" I felt that this idea was a joke. Would such an important box be opened by ordinary locksmiths?
"Actually, I just randomly came up with an idea. It might not work, so you can try it first. If it doesn’t work, then we’ll see." Qin Feng chuckled. This laughter was too annoying. He made me uncomfortable just listening to him.
I simply hung up the phone and huffed, "Qin Feng seems to be a very gentle and refined person, but in the end, he is also an unreliable guy."
It was unknown when Jian Wei had returned. She smiled tenderly and said, "Since that person said she wanted to try opening the lock, then you should go and have a look. It might be useful."
I replied impatiently, "How could it be that easy? If it was that easy to open, Qin Feng and the rest would have already used this move. How could they have delayed until now?"
"That’s right, then you decide for yourself. I don’t care, what is in this box means nothing to me." Jian Wei simply lay on the sofa and watched the television.
I thought: "If you want to die, you might as well find a locksmith. Maybe it will work?"
Thinking about this, I went to the corridor and called a few numbers, but there were two numbers that couldn’t be reached. I reckoned that the numbers had changed and only one of them was connected. "We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Our rule is that we have to go to the police station for the record before we unlock the door. Even if they are going to unlock the door, they will have to wait until tomorrow. You can call me tomorrow morning."
I hastily replied, "Big brother, don’t hang up for now. It’s like this, there’s no problem with my door, so there’s no need for you. I have an old chest here that I inherited, but I can’t find the key to the lock."
"What, an old box? "What era?"
"It might be the Qing dynasty."
"Fuck, are you kidding me? You want me to open the boxes of the Qing Dynasty?" The person on the other end of the line was already laughing.
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