Of course He Ting remembered that box.

The box was buried under the house where he and Lu Baiwei lived.

Because he made a lot of money by investing in Shen Junqian's business, and he also exchanged the work points he earned last year for a lot of food from the brigade, he and Lu Baiwei did not have any large expenses for the time being, so there was no need to exchange the box of gold for money.

I just kept it buried underground and didn't move the box.

He Ting responded to Lu Baiwei: "How about we dig it out and take a look?"

"That's what I meant."

Before they had even taken a close look at the box of gold, the two of them hit it off.

Taking advantage of the quiet night, He Ting took a hoe and roughly marked the location where the box was buried, and deduced that the box was buried under the desk.

He Ting moved the desk away, picked up a hoe and started digging.

"Be careful, don't wake up little Qi Ranran."

He Ting responded to Lu Baiwei: "No, children sleep deeply."

Lu Baiwei thought so too.

When her third uncle brought little Qi Ranran back home today, Xiao Qi had an itch on his back and asked her to help scratch it.

Lu Baiwei reached in and felt the sweat on He Yunqi's back.

The fact that he can sweat in such a cold day shows how crazy he is having fun with those little Tang people.

The tired child fell into a deep sleep.

Sure enough, He Ting wielded the hoe and dug up the box buried underground without disturbing the two little ones who were sleeping in the next room.

There was a dull echo when the hoe hit the box, and the box was revealed. He Ting put down the hoe, peeled off the mud on the bottom with his hands, and quickly dug out the box.

When He Ting got the box, he didn't look at it carefully in the dark.

After wiping off the mud on the surface, He Ting used the kerosene lamp and flashlight to clearly see the intricate patterns on the box.

Thanks to the skill of identifying antiques that he had learned from Grandpa Zhou Yanfeng, last time it was dark and he thought the box containing the gold was an iron box with green spots. This time the room was brightly lit and after careful examination, He Ting determined that the box should be made of bronze.

Looking at the intricate patterns carved on it, he concluded that the box was very old and was an antique.

He Ting wiped the box clean with a rag, then used the flashlight to carefully look at the pattern on it and tapped it a few times.

"There's a lot of empty noise, and it seems like there's a layer of space inside."

Is the gold in the box just a trick?

Are there any valuables in the mezzanine?

He Ting and Lu Baiwei looked at each other.

Lu Baiwei urged him: "Open it quickly and take a look."

The lock on the box was a good one, but the keyhole and lock had become rusty after being buried underground for so long.

On the night when the box was dug out from Yin's house, He Ting raised his hammer and knocked on it a few times, breaking the lock open.

At that time, the box was moved back and buried under the new house, and He Ting threw the rusty padlock into the box.

When I opened the box, I found that the lock I threw into the box last time was still there.

Upon closer inspection, the box was tightly closed and did not look like it had any layer of space between them.

But He Ting had worked with Grandpa Zhou in Liulichang after all. Grandpa Zhou told him that to identify antiques one must not only use the eyes but also the ears. Listening to the sounds buried underground for thousands of years would yield unexpected gains.

So after digging out the box, He Ting subconsciously knocked on the box, habitually listening to see if there was any echo from the box.

He closed the box, opened it, and closed it again, repeating this action several times.

Then he frowned.

Lu Baiwei knew from his expression that there must be something strange about this box.

But after a closer look, it seems that there is really no flaw.

Lu Baiwei gave him an idea: "How about taking out the gold from the box and seeing what the bottom of the box is made of?"

Yes!

He Ting's eyes lit up.

Who would use an ancient bronze box to store gold?

No matter who digs up the box, they will think that the gold in the box can be sold for a lot of money and that the price of gold is high.

It was also when the box fell into his hands that he recognized that the value of the box was far greater than the gold it contained.

Perhaps the person who hid the box deliberately stuffed gold into it in order to deceive someone who found the box one day, so that the person would only focus on the value of the gold in the box and ignore the value of the box itself.

Based on this alone, He Ting concluded that there must be something mysterious about the box in front of him.

Lu Baiwei's words reminded him, why not discard the gold and focus on the box itself?

He asked Lu Baiwei to put his military coat on the table, and He Ting poured out all the gold in the box.

When the box was empty, he carefully shone the flashlight into the box and saw a small groove on the very bottom left side of the box.

No one could figure out what the keyhole-like groove was used for.

But with He Ting's meticulous observation, he estimated that the groove seemed to be the same size as the padlock he had smashed.

"Weiwei, find the padlock."

Lu Baiwei was busy searching through a pile of gold bars, trying to find the padlock that He Ting had smashed.

He Ting had clearly touched the groove just now, and it felt solid. As He Ting pressed the lock down, the box made a clicking sound, and there was indeed a secret under the bottom of the box.

There is a picture above with many concave and convex handwritings arranged.

“Is this Xiaozhuan?”

Lu Baiwei blurted out subconsciously: "I don't understand this!"

He Ting: “…”

His wife was born and raised in Xiangyang Brigade and only went to junior high school. How could she recognize that the embossed characters on the bottom of the box were the small seal characters of the Qin Dynasty?

This is not the first time I have discovered that my wife is extraordinary.

He Ting didn't show anything.

"These concave and convex characters are actually the combination lock. Let me try it."

He Ting stared at the words on the bottom of the box for a long time, writing and drawing on paper. Lu Baiwei was so sleepy that she was about to fall asleep, and He Ting began to touch the words on the bottom of the box.

As he tapped his fingers here and there, the lid of the box silently popped open, revealing a piece of parchment inside.

He Ting wanted to take the yellowed parchment to look at it.

Lu Baiwei stopped him: "Get a glove."

When technology is advanced in the future, there will be many novels about tomb robbing on the Internet. Things are often hidden very carefully and can only be opened by breaking the mechanism. They are very likely to be smeared with poison.

Whether this happened or not, the box had been buried underground for a long time.

It's always a good idea to wear gloves when touching the things inside.

Taking out gloves from the drawer and putting them on He Ting, Lu Baiwei signaled He Ting that he could touch the parchment.

He Ting unfolded the yellowed parchment and saw the mountains and rivers drawn on it.

Having followed Tang Yuanliang and his team into the mountains several times, He Ting was very familiar with the Xiangyang Mountains. He recognized that the map above was a map of the mountains and rivers of Xiangyang Mountain.

"Weiwei, do you think the terrain drawn above looks familiar?"

Compared to He Ting, Lu Baiwei is more familiar with the topography of Xiangyang Mountain.

You have to know that when her grandfather Tang Zhongjing was alive, she followed him into the mountains all year round. There are traces of her presence in the nearby mountains, and even in the mountains deeper than the lake last time.

"Look, this marked place on the map is next to the small lake where we used to hunt and fish on the mountain. I think this location is quite similar to the place where I dug for the mother-of-pearl. Just a little further down."

"Oh, right, there's a raised rock halfway up the hill that blocks the view. A little further down is where my cousin and I dug Polygonum multiflorum."

Lu Baiwei suddenly realized: "That area is full of hard rocks. In order to dig out the Polygonum multiflorum in the cracks of the rocks, we even burned the rocks with fire. At that time, I told my cousin that the stone wall behind the vines was too smooth."

"Now that I think about it carefully, is it possible that the flat stone wall is a stone door?"