Seeing Fang Yuan's decisive appearance, Bao Longtu couldn't help but whisper: "Aren't you afraid of being prejudiced?"

"If you are biased, check it out." At this time, Fang Yuan signaled: "When you left, Nan Chunzi's eyes were looking straight, which means he should be looking at the wall."

"Wall?" Everyone looked at it and saw that the decoration style on the three walls in the living room was exactly the same as the gorgeous carpet, which was also very magnificent, luxurious and beautiful. However, the most eye-catching one was a few oil paintings.

With Fang Yuan's eyesight, you can also see that these oil paintings should be works by masters. The characters and scenery in them are very beautiful and vivid, with a sense of layering and full of rendering power.

Of course, in this case, everyone did not feel like appreciating the oil painting. Fang Yuan did not need to open his mouth. Gao Ming took the initiative to walk to the wall and carefully took off a painting. The oil painting was removed, and everyone quickly observed it. The wall was wrapped with a layer of soft cloth, but there was nothing special on the soft cloth.

"Isn't there here? Then look at something else." Gao Ming put down the oil painting, then immediately walked to the side and took off another oil painting.

One, two, three... After a while, Gao Ming took off all the oil paintings in the living room. Everyone carefully checked every inch of the wall, but there was no gain.

"No." At this moment, Fang Yuan frowned: "Is it because I was wrong inference?"

"Is it hidden in the soft cotton cloth?" Bao Longtu guessed: "Do you want to open the soft cotton cloth and take a look?"

"It shouldn't be the case." At the same time, Mai He shook his head gently and explained: "When Nan Chunzi arranged it, there was already soft cloth in the hall. And I had checked it carefully just now, but I didn't find any cracks or drilling holes in the cloth."

Gao Ming also agreed: "Yes. It's just a layer of cotton. Everyone has fumbled it with their hands. If something is hidden, they will definitely find something."

No discovery was made, which means Fang Yuan guessed wrongly.

For a moment, everyone calmed down, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward and unnatural. After a while, Gao Ming carefully suggested: "Master Fang, why don't we study where the root of the disaster is? Let's not get into this stubbornness."

"Yes." Mai He nodded repeatedly and said, "The root cause is the key. That is the root cause."

"Oh..." Fang Yuan nodded absent-mindedly, obviously still struggling with this matter.

Seeing this, it was hard for everyone to urge him. Gao Ming glanced at Mai He and said as if he had nothing to say: "These oil paintings are quite precious. Let's hang them up again."

"It doesn't matter." Mai He said casually: "It won't break even if it's done for a while."

"Let's hang it back." Gao Ming said, picking up an oil painting, holding it up gently, and trying to hang it back on the wall. However, because the oil painting is relatively large, it just blocked his view, and he could only find the position of the nail by his feeling.

For a moment, the oil paintings and nails bumped into each other, and the sound of scratches came from.

"Old Gao. If you don't work, forget it. Go back and get the ladder. Then hang it up..." As he spoke, Mai He said in a lost voice: "By the way, Nan Chunzi also asked me for a ladder back then."

"Bang!"

At the same time, Fang Yuanfu clapped his hands gently, and a smile of shaking clouds and a smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I finally know what's going on. That guy is so cunning that he almost confused him."

"Thinking of it?"

"What's the discovery?"

In an instant, everyone hurriedly surrounded him, looking a little anxious.

"Mr. Mai." At this time, Fang Yuan asked seriously: "Nan Chunzi really asked you for a ladder?"

"That's right." Mai He said affirmatively: "Not only did he ask for a ladder, he seemed to have a hammer. However, because the time has been a long time, I have forgotten the details of this, and I only remember it now."

"It seems that my inference is correct." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "He really tampered with his hands on the wall."

"Where?" Everyone hurriedly watched, not even letting go of the ceiling. After all, with the help of a ladder, you can do your best to deal with the ceiling on the top.

"Everyone should know the allusion of darkness under the lamp." At this time, Fang Yuan signaled: "What do you think is on the wall? That is the easiest thing we ignore?"

"Things that are easy to ignore?" Everyone pondered, each with their own thoughts.

"Is it really soft cloth?" Bao Longtu still thought about it just now.

In contrast, Gao Ming flashed his inspiration and immediately raised the oil painting in his hand, and said in surprise: "Is it these things?"

"By the way, oil painting!" Mai He was happy: "Did you do something in the middle of the oil painting?"

"Display it apart." Gao Ming said happily, and was about to peel off the oil painting.

"Amitabha." At this moment, Monk Lianshan said the Buddha's name, and a look of shock and doubt flashed through his eyes: "Master Fang, do you want to say, the nails on the wall?"

"nail!"

In an instant, everyone stopped and then reacted, and felt a sudden enlightenment.

"Yes, nails, why do you ignore them?" Gao Ming said in surprise and joy at the right time: "The small holes on the ground are likely caused by nails."

"Nails, nails, are they really nails?" Bao Longtu was shocked and hurriedly approached the wall and looked up. After a while, he noticed something and quickly called out: "Look, everyone, the nail in the middle is indeed a little different from the one next to it."

Everyone gathered around and when they looked up, they also felt that the nail was indeed a bit thick and unique.

"Quick, ladder, stool..."

As the turn of the circles turned, everyone was very quick and too lazy to find another ladder. They just moved a chair in, and then Fang Yuan stepped on the chair, which happened to be able to look straight with the nail.

At first glance, Fang Yuan felt an obscure aura coming, making him more sure of his judgment. The nails embedded in the wall definitely have a special effect.

"Do you have pliers?" Fang Yuan asked, reaching out and touching the nail head slightly.

"Pliers, yes, I'll get them." Mai He nodded and turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Monk Lianshan.

At this moment, the monk Lianshan had a solemn expression and his expression was a bit unusual. After stopping Maihe, he said in a deep voice: "Master Fang, press the nail head a little harder, and try to rotate it to the left or right for a while."

"Hmm?" Fang Yuan was stunned, but his fingers instinctively tried according to the description of Monk Lianshan. After pressing and rotating hard, he obviously felt that the nail was a little loose, especially after rotating around, and a surge of elasticity surged, which made him subconsciously loosen his fingers.

“Tick!”

At this moment, the nail that was originally firmly embedded in the wall suddenly bounced out and fell to the ground.

Monk Lianshan was quick-witted and seemed to have expected it, so he bent down and picked up the nail. Then he squinted his eyes and his face changed slightly, and he sighed softly: "It was indeed not unexpected..."

"Master, this nail seems very special." Everyone was naturally very curious, and Bao Longtu simply asked: "No need to pry or pull it out, the nail pops up, it's so strange."

"It's not just strange." As he spoke, Monk Lianshan said, "Master Fang, if I was not wrong, there should be two or three identical nails on the wall. You can search for them and take them out."

"Well, I saw it too." Fang Yuan nodded and found another abnormal nail next to him. He gently reached out and pressed it. The moment the nail popped out, he took it and grabbed it directly into his hand.

At this time, Fang Yuan spread his palm and looked at the nail carefully. He saw that the nail was quite long and the color was very simple. There were some crooked and twisted carvings on the surface. I don’t know if it was a deformed text or some kind of talisman.

What surprised Fang Yuan the most was that he found that the tail of the nail was not sharp and sharp, but blunt and round. In addition, there were clever mechanisms inside the nail, one square and one round, and it was square when embedded in the wall. When it was turned, it turned into a cylindrical shape. No wonder it popped up.

While Fang Yuan was looking, Bao Longtu also reached out with curiosity: "Show me?"

Fang Yuan studied for a while, then handed the nail to Bao Longtu, then took off the other two nails in the wall and handed them to Mai He and Gao Ming to watch. At this time, four small holes were left on the wall, corresponding to the five small holes on the ground.

After Fang Yuan looked around, he also asked: "Master, what kind of nail is this?"

We must also admit that Fang Yuan has strength, but lack of experience is a flaw. After all, he has just entered the industry for a short time, so naturally he cannot be said to be knowledgeable and needs further accumulation.

"This is a house-controlling nail." Master Lianshan said solemnly: "Master Fang, I wonder if you have ever heard of the words that the eight nails determine the world and the nine nails determine the universe."

"Nine nails to determine the universe?" Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, shook his head blankly, "The first time I heard of it."

"It's normal. This is a secret technique of a certain genre. Since it hasn't appeared for a long time, people thought it had been lost. I only heard people mention this by chance, so I have a little impression." Master Lianshan explained softly: "And this kind of nail is more like a tripod than a nail."

"Ding?" Fang Yuan was stunned again: "Master, the tripod you mentioned is a tripod with three-legged tripod?"

"Yes, this kind of thing is actually the deformation of the tripod." Master Lianshan signaled: "You see these patterns are actually the tripod patterns. The hollowness is the abdomen and the two heads are the ears. It can be square or round, but what is not the tripod?"

"It's really strange." Fang Yuan said in surprise: "How did this tripod become a nail?"

"One is to facilitate use, and the other is to avoid taboos." The monk Lianshan smiled and said, "After all, in ancient times, not everyone was qualified to use the tripod. If something that was taboo, it would naturally change its form."

"That's right." Fang Yuan felt relieved after thinking about it, and then sighed: "As you gain knowledge, the wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated. Just a nail can actually play so many tricks."
Chapter completed!