She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"The ancestors of the Ye family are enshrined here. Since I have received the letter from the Ye family, it is only right for me to kowtow to them."

Manshu didn't say that she was thinking of a scene in a TV drama. What if when she kowtowed, her ancestors appeared, or she hit a trap?

Otherwise, why would you place an ancestral tablet in a secret room? It looks creepy.

She also believed that this was a test set for the younger generations of the Ye family.

If you don't even respect the tablets of your ancestors, how can the family heritage and important treasures be passed down to you?

Of course, this is just her fantasy.

Maybe people were destroying the four olds in that era and didn't dare to worship their ancestors openly, so they moved the tablets to the secret room.

"Go ahead." Yan Zhan pretended not to notice the eagerness in her eyes.

Manshu knelt on the cushion and kowtowed devoutly.

Yan Zhan kept his eyes fixed on the movements around her.

Obviously, Manshu was not the only one who thought of the mechanism, Yan Zhan also considered it.

When he kowtowed for the first time, there was no response, so Manjusri kowtowed twice more.

She didn't use very much force, but her forehead still hurt a lot, and it must have been red.

However, after knocking, Manshu still did not find where the mechanism was activated.

She wondered if she was thinking too much.

Manshu supported himself on the ground with one hand and was about to stand up.

But suddenly it seemed that the floor tile that she had knocked her head on three times moved.

Floor tiles are on the rise!

Manshu was stunned. The floor tile looked like a lid.

Yan Zhan was staring at her, so he naturally noticed the problem.

He pulled Mansu away and lifted the floor tile himself, and found a small box underneath.

Judging from the craftsmanship, it seems to be from the Qing Dynasty.

"Uncle San, look at this box, how much is it worth?"

Manshu wanted to reach out to open the box, but Yan Zhan grabbed his hand.

"Don't move." Yan Zhan said sternly, obviously not wanting her to get into trouble.

Manshu had no choice but to retract his hand.

Yan Zhan looked at the box. It should not be just an ordinary box, but a modified Luban box.

If you open the box incorrectly, small mechanisms may fly out and injure people.

"You said that this box has a Lu Ban lock?" Manshu was surprised. The ancestors of the Ye family must have been skilled craftsmen, right?

Perhaps Ye Chaofeng is the only exception.

Manshu slapped his forehead and said, "No wonder there is a copy of Lu Ban's Book in the collection upstairs!"

There must be a solution to the Lu Ban lock in "Lu Ban Book".

It seems that if you want to open this box, you have to study the Luban lock thoroughly.

However, the ancestors of the Ye family also took great pains.

The "Lu Ban Book" was left to future generations. If they study it carefully, they will naturally be able to unlock the box.

She hadn't paid much attention to flipping through the Lu Ban Book before, but that book looked the most worn out.

Originally, Mansu thought that it was because of its age and improper preservation.

Now that I think about it, several generations of the Ye family must have studied the "Lu Ban Book", or perhaps the heirs of the Ye family were required to be familiar with the "Lu Ban Book".

That's why the book was torn to pieces.

The Ye family, who are familiar with "Lu Ban Book", will naturally not be helpless when faced with this mechanism box.

"Uncle San, let's take this mechanical box up first, and then I'll open it after I've thoroughly studied the Lu Ban Book."

Manshu found that what he was learning now was quite miscellaneous.

In my spare time, I learnt things like gambling on stones and appraising treasures, and now I have even started to teach myself the mechanisms of the machinery.

I don’t know if she can teach herself with just one book.

"Need not."

Yan Zhan uttered two words lightly, and then began to fiddle with the mechanism box.