Most people held a wait-and-see attitude. Only the man who said he had been pursuing this thing for twelve years stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."

Duolu smiled: "Brother, you are so brave, please."

Everyone spontaneously made way for the person to pass.

This man was dressed in the attire of a native of Northern Xinjiang. He was also tall and strong. He carried a broad sword on his back and walked like a tiger.

When the man went to the treasure, he first bowed his fist to Duolu and everyone in the audience, and then without saying much, he reached out to touch the treasure box.

The man seemed to want to check if there was any mechanism on the box first. After seeing that there was no mechanism, he looked at the lock.

Duolu looked on with a smile and said nothing. But Mo Yizhi felt that Duolu's smile was a bit gloating and watching a good show.

Sure enough, the man fiddled with the lock twice for some unknown reason, and then he quickly jumped away with a spasm.

Everyone didn't understand what happened. They saw the man holding his right arm and looking at the lock and then Duolu in shock.

Duolu stood up and laughed: "I forgot to tell my brother that this lock seems to be connected to some kind of mechanism. If there is no proper method, it will feel like being struck by lightning."

Mo Yizhi's expression remained calm, and the sixth prince chuckled beside him: "It's a bit interesting."

The man on the stage was extremely unwilling and took off the broad knife from his back, obviously prepared to use force if he could not succeed.

But Duolu saw the man's thoughts and didn't stop him. He still sat there and watched the show.

The man's sword was broad and heavy, weighing at least a hundred kilograms. He lifted the sword and with everyone's expectant eyes, he rounded his arms and slashed at the wooden box.

There was a muffled sound, and the man holding the knife was knocked away several steps by the force of the rebound.

The long knife fell to the ground, and the man was so shocked that he couldn't lift his arm, and bright red blood flowed from the tiger's mouth.

Mo Yizhi turned to look at the wooden box, only to see the man slashing it with a knife. There was no trace on the wooden box.

He looked at each other with the Sixth Prince, one of them had a slight smile on his face, and the other frowned slightly.

At this time, Mo Yizhi also felt that this thing was a bit interesting.

Regardless of whether the contents are really ancient artifacts, the material of this wooden box alone can be regarded as a treasure.

The man weighed a hundred kilograms with a sword, and he used all his strength to slash it with the sword, but the weight of several hundred kilograms was not lost at all...

All this seemed to have been expected by Duolu, who smiled and looked at the audience: "Are there any other heroes willing to give it a try?"

"I'd like to give it a try." Following the words, an old man dressed as a gray-robed Taoist priest walked out of the crowd. He was about sixty or seventy years old, but he stood upright and was full of energy.

"It's him." The sixth prince murmured.

"Do you know him?" Mo Yizhi asked the sixth prince.

He smiled slightly and nodded: "People from the Qiang country are known as divine fortune tellers, and they are known as astronomical and geographical experts who stay up all night."

"fortune teller?"

The Sixth Prince chuckled: "It can be considered."

When the fortune teller came to the treasure box, he first looked at the symbols on the box, but seemed to get nothing, and then looked at the lock.

With the lesson from the man in front of him, the fortune teller did not act impulsively, but carefully considered and thought.

"Brother Hongzong, brother Ah."

Mo Yizhi was looking at the fortune teller when he turned around and saw King Qi Xuan standing next to him, nodding and smiling with the two of them.

Mo Yizhi didn't want to get too close to the Prince of Qi, so he just nodded coldly and said nothing.

Qi Xuan didn't pay attention, looked at the Sixth Prince and asked with a smile: "Brother Hongzong, do you think the fortune teller can open that lock?"

The sixth prince did not answer directly, but asked: "What does Qi Xuan think?"
Chapter completed!