Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao looked at the same time.

Feng Chenglin met their eyes calmly: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? I am... Dazhi Ruoyu!"

Dingmiao couldn't help laughing: "If you say that, then I admit it... After all, you inspired me and made me realize that the reason why our ancestors left the heavenly book may only tell the descendants of the family. , The key to opening the treasure box is the heavenly book, not the contents of the heavenly book..."

"It's strokes," Ling Luoyu interrupted him suddenly, brushing his fingertips across the treasure box: "Your password is the order of strokes!!"

Dingmiao snapped his fingers suddenly, very excited: "Yes, it's the order! The order of the strokes!!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

"In fact, at the beginning, I was a bit repulsive about using the content of the book as the password... Because it was too cumbersome, troublesome, and time-consuming, so I guessed it should be the order of the strokes. I thought of it, just a try..."

Dingmiao's face was relaxed and proud.

"Miss Ling, how did you guess that the password is in the order of strokes?"

Ling Luoyuyun opened the last layer of the box lightly: "Because if I want to leave something for my descendants, I won't design that kind of too troublesome password... As the fat guy said, if I meet a stupid one, then Didn't all previous efforts be abandoned?"

"...Miss Ling, you, what are you..."

What about boasting?

Still swearing! !

It sounds so awkward! !

"If I were the ancestor of your family, I must consider the nature of hiding things. I want you to find it or I don't want to find it. If I don't want to find it, I will find a deep mountain and old forest, or I will find a stone **** and throw it into the sea It's up, but if you want to be found, you won't have to go through too much troublesome procedures..."

"The reason why the book is passed down is to see it as a clue, not as a bargaining chip to open the book, and since it is a unique word of your Miao family, there is no need to make it too complicated... so, just read it. After you opened the box so simply and neatly, I guessed that the order of the strokes of your Miao font should be the one who opened the box!"

Ling Luoyu's hand suddenly froze in the air, his eyes sinking a little, fixedly looking at the box in front of him.

"what happened?"

Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao put their heads up and looked at them.

Just one glance, could not help being stunned.

"This... what is this?"

"No way?"

In front of his door, it turned out to be a child.

To be precise, it is something in the shape of a child!

Said it is something because none of them can be sure what the material is.

It looks a bit like flowing water, but the water does not form, it is still in the shape of a child.

But if it is a thing, it flows like water, gurgling.

They can even see the direction and speed of the water flowing on it.

"This is... the core?" Feng Chenglin swallowed, "To be honest, how come I feel a little... weird?"

"How do you call it weird? How beautiful is this?" Dingmiao gave him a blank look: "Look at that color..."

"No matter how beautiful the color is, it's weird to be shaped like a child..."

The core is the size of a peach, curled up at the bottom of the box, like a little baby sleeping in her mother's arms.

Quiet, peaceful, and delightful!