Rat has a lot of strength and is famous for his infinite strength. Although he has not practiced much, he has a lot of brute force, especially explosive power. In this case, he is more reliable than Nalan Hong in using violence.

The mouse mustered all its strength, its face flushed and its veins bulged.They pushed here and there, and raised there, but the copper door of the crow totem remained motionless.

"Tiezi, Daoist, don't move? Do you have something to say?"

I stared at Nalan Hong with weird eyes, not only me, everyone also turned their eyes to Nalan Hong.

"Why are you looking at me? The ancestors really didn't leave anything behind, and they never mentioned that there is a Taoist sect here."

As expected of an old tomb robber, the Yin-Yang sage walked over and touched the pattern on the copper door. The pattern was very strange. Apart from eight black crows flapping their wings, there was a large circle in the middle. The ring, the ring is sunken inward, like a slideway, and there are still oil stains in the slideway.

The Yin-Yang sage sniffed the oil stain and said, "This is a specially crafted lock, there must be a key to open it, and there is a saying about twisting it, if the button is wrong, the consequences will be disastrous, and there is only one chance. "

"But where do we go to find that key now? Nalanhong didn't have anyone and didn't recruit anyone."

Nalan Rongbai couldn't move anymore, and sat down leaning against the cave wall, coughing continuously. "Cough...cough...young master...cough...your gold coiled dragon stick!"

Nalan Hong raised the golden silk coiled dragon stick and gestured, not to mention, the head of the gold threaded coiled dragon stick happened to have a protruding shape.He used to open the treasures of the Yehe Clan Cave with a gold coiled dragon stick, but he didn't expect that the weapon handed down by his ancestors would have this effect.

"Master Nalan, lend your gold-threaded coiled dragon stick to Pindao for a try."

The gold-threaded dragon stick was too heavy, and it was very troublesome for Yin-Yang Sage to hold it because his body was not as good as before, so he had to let a mouse hold the end for him. He gently inserted the head of the gold-threaded dragon stick into the groove on the copper door part, and then looked at the lock, the lock fits just right, it seems that his analysis is correct, this gold coiled dragon rod is the key to open the door of the folding fan.

Everyone was sweating. No one was the original designer, and no one knew the manufacturing process of this ancient and mysterious giant lock. If, as the Yin-Yang sage said, we made a slight mistake, I'm afraid...

"Senior, take it easy, what about so many lives? The lives of your descendants and your heirs are all in your hands!"

He forced a smile on his old face: "Hehe... Don't worry, the poor have their own means. The design of this kind of ancient tomb inherits the anti-theft means of the ancient tombs of the Tang Dynasty. I have opened many of them. Really, When we touch the title of Captain Jin, is it a waste of fame?"

"Hmph... How dare you show off the methods of thieves, shameless!" Even at the end of his life, Nalan Rongbai still quarreled with the Yin-Yang Saint relentlessly.

Yin Yang Sage snorted disdainfully and ignored him.Holding the golden silk coiled dragon stick in his hand, he slowly rotated it clockwise, his movements were very light and careful, and he listened to whether there were any abnormal sounds inside the mechanism while rotating.Seriously, he looks as if he is an expert in unlocking the combination lock. He really deserves to be the leader of the robbers, and he knows all kinds of skills.

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