Beneath the black cloth is a not-so-large stone box, of dark, ordinary-looking stone, four-sided and high without a top.
Inside the box is a key, lying quietly inside.
Although the key was somewhat old, it did not have the slightest trace of rust, and the material was mainly stone, with some exquisite and incomparable patterns carved on it.
At the sight of it, Neng Yue and the others both marvelled at the exquisiteness of the key, but were also confused.
The village chief and a group of elders were talking about it, but it was a key!
Thinking of this, all of them could not help but look at Wang Simin strangely, and then look at the village chief and the others strangely, completely at a loss.
The old village chief gave a slight nod to Lei Gong, signalling him to hand over the item. Lei Gong hesitated slightly, but in the end, he held the stone box in front of Wang Simin.
Wang Simin also said no more, nodded his head and took out the key as soon as he could.
"Since the key is already ours, then by all rights, it should take us to the lock, right?" Wang Simin said.
At these words, the old village chief and a group of old men instantly looked extremely ugly.
"Simin, that's enough, the current whereabouts of three thousand is unknown, it's imperative that we hurry to find him." Ning Yue hurriedly stepped forward at this point.
Searching for Han Qianqian was indeed the most important matter, however, Ning Yue also wanted to use this matter to temporarily resolve the embarrassment in the scene at this moment.
Wang Simin had already taken something, so she could not indulge her nature any further, otherwise, it would only cause the villagers here to feel even more uncomfortable.
"If they could have found it, Lu Yuan and the others would have found it long ago, instead of going out for a few hours and only bringing back Qin Shuang." Wang Simin returned in a soft voice, "Besides, I believe that Han Qianqian will return safely, so instead of waiting for him in boredom, we should do something."
"Miss Wang, you ......" Ning Yue was a bit helpless, although Wang Simin's words were indeed correct, looking for Han Qianqian was no longer helpful, the most important thing now was to wait for his return at the same place.
But even so, one shouldn't take it out on the villagers.
"Miss Wang, since I can give you the key, naturally, the old man of the lock will definitely not be stingy either. However, there is one thing that the old man does not know." The old village chief frowned half-heartedly and could not help but say.
"You ask it." Wang Simin said.
"How does Miss Wang know that our village has this key?" The old village chief said with a straight face, "Could it be that Miss Wang has come to our village before?"
"Of course I have not come before. However, it was my grandfather who told me to come here, and he also gave me this piece of paper." Wang Simin said and gently glanced at the old village chief's arm.
The old village chief's arm was plain and unexceptional, and the few people in Ning Yue followed their gaze to see that it was nothing more than an ordinary old man's hand, yet they really could not see anything unusual about it.
The old village chief, who saw Wang Simin's sunlight at this time, quickly and slightly shrank his hand, although the action was unusually hidden, but still let a few people catch all in the eyes.
Intuition told Ning Yue that this matter was clearly not as simple as Wang Simin making things difficult for the villagers when they looked at it now.
"Your grandfather?" The old village chief regained his composure and asked faintly, "May be the surname?"
"My surname is Wang, and naturally my grandfather's surname is also Wang." Wang Simin said.
"Village Chief, a man with the surname Wang?" Lei Gong frowned and said, "The village has had few guests for decades, and we know most of the names of those who come, there are those with the surname Li and those with the surname Zhang, but precisely no one with the surname Wang."
"Could it be that his grandfather changed his name when he came to us?" An old man said.
"My grandfather would not have changed his name if he was sitting upright. Besides, my grandfather has rarely gone out for many years, not to mention hiking here." Wang Simin said.
"That's impossible." Lei Gong said in a rebellious voice.
"All right." The old village headman waved his hand, "Don't make any noise."
"But the village chief ......" Lei Gong said urgently.
"Even if his grandfather came here, what would that mean? The village has always been known only to you and me and the elders." The old village chief said softly and softly.
When the old village chief's words fell, Lei Gong and the several old elders looked at each other, this was not without reason.
This key was not known to even the villagers, let alone outsiders, apart from the successive village chiefs and the few elders of the village.
Then how did this old man Wang, who was ten thousand miles away, know about it? Even the shape of the key and the pattern it represents could be drawn out directly?
"Good, since the key is given to you, I will also give you the lock." Just then, the old village chief suddenly said in a decisive manner, "However, I'm afraid that you wouldn't dare to go!"