I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

Inside the ancestral hall, no one dared to touch the wooden box.

The wooden box was not large.

Black wood, old copper trim.

The broken lock pattern was engraved on the lid. The pattern was very shallow, but it made Qin Zheng's face darken.

Chen Hui was pinned to the side by two police officers, and he was still shouting.

"I really have no idea what's inside!"

"That guy just said he'd give me 500,000 if I burned it!"

Chen Li was so angry that his chest heaved.

"Five hundred thousand?"

"You'd burn your grandfather's belongings for 500,000 yuan?"

Chen Hui stiffened his neck.

"Who knows if this is dirty stuff!"

"Having such a thing in the ancestral hall is inherently unlucky!"

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"Your grandfather just passed away, and you're already busy making money."

Chen Hui's face stiffened.

Shen Ling'er added a sentence.

"Very filial, a refreshing kind of filial piety."

Zhao Lei stood at the door and immediately lowered his head.

He was afraid that if he laughed out loud, the Chen family would record it on the back of the family genealogy.

The comments section is going crazy.

"This filial piety is so fresh, hahaha!"

"Shen Ling'er's mouth is truly capable of bringing peace to the living."

"Chen Hui is disgusting. He was just pretending to be a filial son."

Qin Zheng ignored the comments.

He put on gloves and squatted down in front of the wooden box.

"Everyone, stand back."

Chen Li immediately pulled the Chen family members to the back.

Yang Mi also pulled Shen Ling'er to his side.

Shen Ling'er pointed to the wooden box.

"It cannot be moved."

Qin Zheng stopped.

Why?

Shen Ling'er said, "There are needles underneath."

The ancestral hall fell silent for a moment.

Chen Hui immediately sneered.

"How did you know?"

Shen Ling'er didn't look at him.

She stared at the bottom of the wooden box.

"There's medicine on the needle."

"If you want to try, you can touch it with your hand."

Chen Hui was only halfway through his stubbornness when he swallowed it back.

Qin Zheng took out a small lamp and shone it into the gap at the bottom of the wooden box.

A few seconds later, he said in a deep voice, "There's a metallic sheen."

A police officer nearby brought over a probe.

With a gentle flick.

A thin needle popped out from the bottom of the wooden box.

The needle tip is blackened.

Chen Li's face turned pale.

"Who put this here?"

Qin Zheng looked at Chen Hui.

Chen Hui panicked.

"It wasn't me!"

"My job is just to burn it!"

Shen Ling'er tilted her head.

"You've got a pretty clear division of labor."

The screen was flooded with comments.

"Haha, being in charge of burning it is an option."

"This kid is never absent from complaining."

"But isn't it a bit too sinister to have medicine on the needle? The person who locked the door is no ordinary thief."

Old Wu stood to the side, staring at the wooden box.

"My master mentioned this kind of box."

Qin Zheng asked, "What box?"

Old Wu lowered his voice.

"Token of recognition".

"If the token is wrong, a single movement will cause harm."

Qin Zheng looked at Shen Ling'er's wrist.

Shen Ling'er pressed her sleeve down.

"Don't look."

Qin Zheng paused for a moment.

"I won't take it."

"You can't even look at it."

Shen Ling'er looked up, her voice full of righteous indignation.

"My dad said that a man may say he won't take it, but he might not actually do it."

Qin Zheng: "..."

Zhao Lei whispered at the door, "Mr. Shen's teaching covers a rather broad range."

Bai Sisi glared at him.

"You should study less."

Yang Mi looked down at his daughter.

"Ling'er, only you can decide."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

She walked up to the wooden box but didn't move immediately.

She first glanced in the direction of the Chen family's memorial tablets.

"I've opened it."

Chen Li was taken aback.

Who is this question being asked?

The next second, the white banner outside the ancestral hall swayed slightly.

Chen Li's eyes suddenly reddened.

Shen Ling'er took out a red string and copper coin from her sleeve.

When the old copper coin was revealed, Old Wu took half a step forward.

Qin Zheng also saw it clearly.

The coin has a notch on the outer edge.

The notch and the corner of the broken lock pattern fit together perfectly.

Shen Ling'er pressed the copper coin onto the lid of the wooden box.

No sound.

She spun the coin halfway around again.

Click.

A sound came from the wooden box.

Chen Hui's expression changed instantly.

Shen Ling'er looked up.

What are you afraid of?

Chen Hui gritted his teeth.

"I don't!"

Shen Ling'er said, "You still have something in your pocket."

Qin Zheng immediately looked at the police officer.

The police officer pulled a folded piece of paper from Chen Hui's pocket.

turn on.

There is only one sentence above.

If the Shen family opens the box, the photos will be destroyed immediately.

Chen Li suddenly turned around.

"photo?"

Old Wu's expression changed, and he quickly reached into his pocket.

That old photo from twenty years ago is still there.

Chen Hui's lips trembled.

"I...I didn't have time..."

Shen Ling'er pointed at his wrist.

"So you've been getting close to Grandpa Wu just now."

Old Wu took a step back, and the way he looked at Chen Hui changed.

That wasn't anger.

It's cold.

"You even dare to burn old photos of the deceased."

Chen Hui panicked.

"I really don't know! I'm just doing this for money!"

Shen Ling'er walked up to him and stretched out her small hand.

"cell phone."

Chen Hui instinctively covered his pocket.

Qin Zheng spoke up: "Take it out."

Chen Hui remained motionless.

The police officers took the phone directly.

Qin Zheng glanced at it.

"There are transfer records."

Chen Hui's face turned completely pale.

Shen Ling'er said, "It's not 500,000."

Qin Zheng looked up.

How did you know?

Shen Ling'er looked at Chen Hui.

"When he said 500,000, his eyes darted to the left."

"My dad said that greedy people report less than they deserve because they're afraid someone else will steal it."

Qin Zheng opened the record.

Transfer amount.

A deposit of 200,000.

Note: Incense money.

Chen Li raised his hand, as if to strike again.

Qin Zheng stopped him.

"Hand it over to the police."

Chen Li's hand stopped in mid-air.

After a while, he put it down.

"Chen Hui, from today onwards, you are not allowed to enter the Chen Family Ancestral Hall again."

Chen Hui collapsed to the ground.

He didn't dare to shout again this time.

The ancestral hall has become quiet again.

Shen Ling'er pressed the copper coin onto the broken lock pattern.

She didn't use any force.

He simply tapped the edge of the coin three times with his fingertips.

One long.

Two short.

A faint turning sound came from inside the wooden box.

Qin Zheng's expression changed.

"Is this the password?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"It's a knock on the door."

He Chuan felt a chill run down his spine as he listened at the door.

Family-oriented variety shows.

Knock on the door.

An empty coffin.

Poison needle.

He now wants to apply for workers' compensation.

The wooden box lid slowly popped open a crack.

Qin Zheng immediately took control of the situation.

"Don't move."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"It's no longer poisonous."

Qin Zheng did not completely believe it.

He used tools to pry open the lid.

There was no gold or silver inside.

There was no letter either.

There are only three things.

A half-yellowed sheepskin map.

An old reed.

There is also a small copper ring.

There is a single character engraved on the copper ring.

door.

Shen Ling'er looked at the whistle but didn't say anything.

Old Wu's breath hitched.

"This is a suona whistle."

Chen Li was stunned.

Why did my grandfather leave this behind?

Old Wu looked at the whistle.

"This is not an ordinary reed."

"My master once said that someone used a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) to send off a funeral that no one else dared to attend."

"After I finished playing, the reed cracked."

Shen Ling'er reached out and picked up the reed.

She only glanced at it.

"This was cracked by my dad."

Yang Mi's heart skipped a beat.

Are you sure?

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"My father showed me the crack."

He said, "It's okay if things break."

"As long as the person is delivered, that's fine."

No one spoke in the ancestral hall.

The live stream chat was filled with a dense barrage of comments.

"Who exactly did Shenyang Aircraft Corporation send to twenty years ago?"

Why is his whistle kept in the Chen family ancestral hall?

"And that picture, the copper ring with the character '门' on it—it's packed with information!"

Qin Zheng picked up the sheepskin map.

There are lines drawn on it.

It looks like a map, but it doesn't.

Only half a sheet.

The edges were cut very neatly.

Qin Zheng frowned.

Where is your other half?

Shen Ling'er looked down at the bronze ring.

"Inside the door."

Qin Zheng asked, "What door?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"I have no idea."

She paused, then added.

"But my dad knows."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone's expression changed.

It's not a doubt.

It's more about curiosity.

Zhao Lei murmured, "I now think that Mr. Shen isn't showing up because the world-building isn't complete yet."

Bai Sisi nodded.

"You've finally said something sensible."

Just then.

Chen Li suddenly knelt down in front of the wooden box.

It's not about kneeling before Shen Ling'er.

They were kneeling before the Chen family's memorial tablet.

"Dad, what are you hiding?"

Outside the ancestral hall, the wind stirred again.

The white flag rolled up a corner.

The old photograph slipped from Mr. Wu's arms and fell to the ground.

The photo is facing down.

Only then did everyone realize.

Below the line “Mr. Shen bids farewell to an old friend, and not a single bird dares to sing,” there is an even smaller line of text.

It was previously hidden by creases in old photos.

Qin Zheng squatted down and shone the light on it.

The handwriting is very faint.

Yet it is still visible.

—If the door rings, do not turn around; if the door opens, turn to the copper ring.

The temperature seemed to drop inside the ancestral hall.

Shen Ling'er stared at the line of text.

The copper coin in her hand suddenly trembled.

It's very light.

But Yang Mi sensed it.

"Ling'er?"

Shen Ling'er raised her head.

For the first time, the arrogance on her little face disappeared.

"daughter."

"It's not calling for its father."

Yang Mi gripped her hand tightly.

"Who are they calling?"

Shen Ling'er looked at the copper ring in the wooden box.

The copper ring rolled by itself.

Stop at her feet.

She whispered:

"It's begging me to open the door."