Chapter 412 (1/2)

The three men had tried all kinds of methods, both hard and soft, but they still couldn't open the iron lock, and there wasn't even a trace on it.

Three people's attention returned to the iron lock, the tall man came over, looked down at the lock, looked for a while, the man suddenly issued a ”Yi”.

”Bingyi, it seems that the lock doesn't even have a keyhole.”

Hearing the question of the person who was a little higher, the man named Bingyi puffed his mouth.

”Bingsan, when can you be more smart? I said before that this lock has no keyhole and no keyhole. You still have to ask.”

Bingsan scratched his head and laughed. The one next to him should be binger. Seeing his eldest brother and third brother, he said, ”I don't think the lock is made of serious iron, and there is no keyhole. It should be opened by a mechanism.”

Binger's explanation is reasonable and convincing. Bingyi also nods at this time. As expected, Bingyi's second younger brother is more reliable and has the same idea as himself.

”Let's look for it separately and see if there is any mechanism.”

Bingyi has given up finding a way to open the door from this big iron lock.

Lying not far away pretending to be dead, Yu Bing heard a word that had fallen.

An iron lock without a keyhole? Institutions?

Lying on the ground for a while, Yu Bing felt that the more he listened, the more he thought about Chinese skills. But why did Chinese skills appear in Europe?

This is a little puzzling. Just now, Yu Bing has been suppressing the momentum of Budu's spirit. After a loss, Yu Bing has understood the allure of this Japanese sword to the ice powers.

Feeling that the three men had gone far away, Yu Bing stood up from the ground. At this time, the ancient warrior's spirit was reflected again, and he could explore the energy.

The strength of these three men is very strong. Everyone is one point better than the soldiers. One point better than the soldiers is enough for them to cope with. Besides, they are still three brothers.

Walking up the steps, Yu Bing felt a little cold, picked up the iron lock hanging on the door, and began to look at it.

The texture is like iron, but much softer than iron, rather like copper.

In order to verify his conjecture, Yu Bing uses Youbing's aura to slowly scrape up the iron lock with his fingernail cap. Sure enough, a layer of iron layer on it is scraped off by Yu Bing, and a line of handwriting appears.

But the writing made Yu Bing's pupils shrink suddenly.

”Yu Bing, you are here at last.”

”Yu Bing, you are here at last.”

A sentence let Yu Bing hanmao blow up clearly appeared on the copper lock, beautiful handwriting, like a woman's. Pinch his cheek, severe pain tells Yu Bing that he is not in a dream.

Why his name appears on the lock is beyond Yu Bing's understanding. It is reasonable to say that this relic has been buried underground for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Could it be that long ago a man with the same name and surname was also a psionic?

This idea was abandoned by Yu Bing immediately after it appeared. This is totally impossible. What is clear is the Chinese characters. How could Huaxia come here so long ago.

The most important point is that this is the church. China in history has nothing to do with the Vatican in the West.