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Emperor Qin, my uncle, did not notice Nan Yiran's reaction and continued:

"I don't know what this book is about. Only my grandpa has read this book. Grandpa always told us that this book is very important and must not be lost."

[Am I the only one who sees Ran Shen frowning? Is this book hard to find? 】

[No, you didn’t realize that the title of this book is very similar to the title of our Jiuzhou book. How could it end up in the hands of foreigners? 】

[Could it be that this kid’s ancestors snatched it away? 】

[Boy, please return the book quickly. 】

[I can’t tell that he is so handsome but he is the descendant of a robber. 】

[Ran Shen, don’t help him find it, let this book stay in our Jiuzhou. 】

Netizens criticized it fiercely.

Emperor Qin, my uncle, was anxious and hurriedly waved his hand and explained:

"No, no, my grandfather said that the owner of the book gave it to my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather. This book is placed in my family's villa, but the villa is too big, and none of our family members know that my grandfather is hiding it. Where is it?"

Before, Nan Yiran remembered where the book of hexagrams was written, but now she didn't even need to think of the hexagrams. For some reason, she knew where the book was in her mind.

"This book is on the wall in your basement by the stairs, behind the ninth wall tile in the ninth row from the left."

Emperor Qin, my uncle, shouted excitedly: "I'm going to see it right now."

He took his cell phone and walked to the basement. Sure enough, he found that the ninth wall tile in the ninth row was loose. He pulled out the wall tile and found a safe with a password behind it.

Qinhuang, my uncle was dumbfounded when he saw the password cabinet. Grandpa never said anything about the password. After trying it several times, it was all wrong.

"The password is: your grandfather's birthday plus the day your family came to Jiuzhou." Nan Yiran spoke again.

[Here I go, you are worthy of God Ran, he can even figure out other people’s insurance passwords. 】

[Then if a thief wants to steal someone else's safe and comes to find Ran Shen, then...]

[Upstairs, you underestimate our God Ran. How can she still tell what kind of person the other party is? 】

[How could we God Ran help bad people calculate the safe password? And with this algorithm, you are not a family member. Even if I tell you these tips, you don’t know the password. 】

[Hehe, if Ran Shen is short of money, he can just enter the bank vault casually. It feels good to think about it. 】

[The situation is too small, right? With our God Ran's ability, why would we do such a thing? As long as she is willing, many rich people will not be able to ask him for money. Isn't there a millionaire who asked for a hexagram before? 】

Qinhuang, my uncle was busy typing, and sure enough he opened the cabinet and took out a small wooden box that looked ancient and beautifully carved.

Opening the box, a yellowed ancient book was placed in the middle. The four large characters "Jiuxi Miscellaneous Notes" were written powerfully with a hint of delicacy. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be written by a woman.

Seeing this book, Nan Yiran was hit hard on the head again, as if something was about to burst out of the air, but he couldn't catch it.

This time the headache was worse than before, so she hung up the live broadcast.

Fu Lu, who was on the side, noticed something was wrong with her and asked quickly: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Nan Yiran rubbed his temples, his headache slowly dissipating: "I'm fine, maybe I'm hungry."

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. I went to Panyuan in the morning and came back. The broadcast started without lunch. Of course I was hungry.

"Sister-in-law, let's go downstairs to eat."

Nan Yiran was wondering why he had a headache after reading "Jiuxi Miscellaneous Notes". There must be a reason.

If she had the chance, she would like to see Emperor Qin as my uncle and read this book with her own eyes.

After eating rice rolls, Fu Lu's phone rang. After hanging up the phone, he said to Nan Yiran: "Sister-in-law, Master Zhou called and said that everything you asked for is ready. Let's go and get it."

"it is good."

When they arrived at the carving factory, Master Zhou hurriedly handed over the wooden plaques and bracelets based on the patterns drawn by Nan Yilan.

There are ten wooden plaques in total, some large and some small, all carved from the remaining wood after making the mahogany sword.

Each piece is carved very delicately, and it can be seen that the craftsmanship is done by a famous artist. No wonder so many people ask Master Zhou to carve things.

The bracelet is made by Master Zhou who made the remaining small materials that cannot be used to make wooden signs into small beads and strung them into a bracelet, which can be said to be the best use of everything.

After such an accident happened this time, Master Zhou was a little embarrassed and refused to accept Fu Lu's money.

Nan Yiran handed the bracelet to Master Zhou:

"Master Zhou, since you don't want to charge us for the work, just treat this bracelet as the work fee. You can always carry it with you except when you take a bath. It will keep you safe."

"Hey, okay, okay, then I'll be more respectful than obey. Thank you, Miss Nan."

Master Zhou knew that Fu Lu was the young master of the Fu family, and the things he could carve for him would definitely not be vulgar objects.

Of course, his craftsmanship fee is not cheap either. It costs 200,000 yuan to carve these things.

Master Zhou has handled thousands of pieces of wood, if not ten thousand. He has never seen any high-grade wood. This section looks like burnt peach wood. He can also tell that it is lightning-struck wood.

The price of lightning strike wood is also divided into grades, and the price of ordinary wood is not much higher.

Master Zhou never thought that this was a piece of wood struck by lightning for a thousand years. After all, according to common sense, a piece of wood could not be damaged for a thousand years.

Master Zhou took the bracelet very politely and did not take it too seriously. His own home was much more expensive than this one.

It was not until later that this bracelet saved him from danger several times that Master Zhou realized the true value of this bracelet, which far exceeded the original labor cost of 200,000 yuan.

After someone found out, they offered 10 million yuan to buy this bracelet, but Master Zhou didn't even bother.

Just kidding, ten million is not as important as your own life.

This is also the result of Master Zhou not being greedy.

If he hadn't offered to give him free wages, Nan Yiran would naturally not have given him this bracelet.

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After coming out of the carving factory, Fu Lu drove the car and turned around to look at the wooden sign in Nan Yiran's hand from time to time. He was very greedy.

"Sister-in-law, what brand did you ask Master Zhou to carve? I think it looks pretty good. Give me one as a gift."

The wooden signs made from thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood are definitely not bad. These wooden signs are not like ordinary wooden signs that are simply carved with Buddha statues, auspicious clouds, dragons, tigers, etc. Instead, they are engraved with a strange character.

It's said to be Chinese characters, but it doesn't quite look like it. If you look closely, it looks like the three characters "Yu Jian Er" are combined together. There is also a halberd engraved in the middle of the three characters.

The characters are engraved on the lower part of the wooden sign, and the dragon head is engraved on the upper part.

"This is called Ziwei Tao. Wearing it on the body can ward off evil spirits, transport good luck, and ensure safety." Nan Yiran explained.

"Wow, that's so good. Sister-in-law, give me one."

Nan Yiran ignored Fu Lu and put the brands away in his backpack.

The thousand-year lightning strike carved into the crape myrtle tree has a magic power hundreds of times stronger than ordinary lightning strike wood. When she goes back and uses spiritual power to bless it, the effect will be increased tenfold, and it will directly become a magic weapon.

Such a magical weapon probably only costs ten yuan in this human world.

"Sister-in-law~~~" Fu Lu's voice sounded a bit resentful when he saw Nan Yiran put away the sign.

"You have a Requiem Bell, which has the same effect as this Ziwei Tao. Wearing it again is a waste."

Hearing Nan Yiran's explanation, Fu Lu became happy. He didn't expect that the little bell Sister Yuan gave him was so good. He thought it could only collect souls.

Sister Yuan was so kind to him, and he would treat Sister Yuan to dinner whenever he had the chance.

"Sister-in-law, we are going back to Fu's house now."

"No, let's go pick up the cat."