"Then where did the old monk go after giving you the box?" Zhuo Yifan frowned and continued to ask.
"I don't know about this either. The eminent monk didn't say much, and didn't say whether he was going or staying. He disappeared. But he asked me to give you a message!" Abbot Wende continued to shake his head, somewhat
He explained helplessly.
"What are you talking about?" Zhuo Yifan asked with his heart moving.
Abbot Wende did not immediately answer Zhuo Yifan's question. Instead, he turned around and took out something wrapped in blue brocade from the secret compartment under his bed. It was a rectangular flat object wrapped in
Zhuo Yifan saw what was inside at a glance. It was a black brocade box.
Abbot Wende pushed the package in front of Zhuo Yifan and explained with a smile: "The eminent monk asked me to tell you that I hope you can take good care of the contents of this brocade box after you return. And this thing is not for
your!"
"It's not for me?" Zhuo Yifan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but become a little confused. Since this thing is not for him, why should he keep it? This is a logical confusion!
"That's what he said. He said that after you see the contents of the box, you should be able to guess who it is for. It's just that it will take decades for the real owner of the box to own it.
It... and you must hand it over to him personally when the time comes!" Abbot Wende nodded and explained with a serious look.
"In other words, he spent so much effort and actually asked me to be a courier for him and deliver something to someone else? And it actually took decades to deliver it?" Zhuo Yifan felt like he was in trouble after hearing this.
His head was not working properly. This explanation sounded absurd even to him.
"You can really understand. As for the rest, I can't help you!" Abbot Wende shook his head helplessly and said.
Zhuo Yifan took the package handed over by Abbot Wende with a suspicious look on his face and took out the brocade box inside. But he did not open it in a hurry, but asked Abbot Wende: "Do you know what's inside?"
What are you pretending to be?"
"Sorry, Donor Zhuo, I have never opened the brocade box, so I don't know what is inside." Abbot Wende shook his head helplessly and explained.
Zhuo Yifan frowned when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he began to try to open the brocade box. He found the lock and it was still open, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it at all.
What made him even more depressed about this box was that his consciousness could not penetrate the box and see what was inside.
Zhuo Yifan indeed believed Abbot Wende's explanation, nodded with deep approval and said: "It seems that you and I are just middlemen. This box must have been subject to some kind of confinement technique. Except for the real owner of this box and that
Apart from the old monk, I guess no one can open it!"
"Oh? I have never tried to open the box, but I don't know that the box was originally sealed. In this case, if Donor Zhuo wants to solve the mystery in his heart, he must ask the eminent monk himself!" Abbot Wende heard this.
He also had a surprised look on his face, then nodded thoughtfully and said.
"Didn't he tell me who to give this box to?" Zhuo Yifan asked, raising his eyebrows.
"He did not clearly say who the owner of this box is. But he asked me to tell Donor Zhuo that the owner of this box must be the person who can open the box. And this person is next to Donor Zhuo." Abbot Wende