Chapter 66 Chapter 64

Teabing sat on the couch, holding the wooden box on his lap.Slowly admiring the delicate rose set on the lid of the box.Tonight became the strangest, most incredible night of my life. Sophie stood behind Teabing, leaning against Langdon, and said softly, "Open the lid." Teabing smiled.Don't rush me.He has spent more than ten years looking for the keystone, and now he must cherish every second.He stroked the wooden lid, feeling the rosette texture. "Roses," he whispered.The rose represents Magdalene and the Holy Grail.The rose is the compass that guides the direction.Teabing felt stupid.Over the years, he visited Catholic churches and Christian houses of worship in France, spending huge sums of money on his visits with special requirements.He scoured the arches under the thousands of rose panes, looking for a keystone engraved with a code.A stone key under the rosette marker.

Teabing pulled the latch on the lid and lifted the lid. When he saw the contents of the box, he was immediately certain that it was a keystone.It was a cylinder made of stone, composed of several ring-shaped turntables engraved with letters.Unexpectedly, he felt that he was very familiar with this device. Sophie said: "This is based on the records in Da Vinci's diary. Grandpa loved making this kind of thing very much." Of course, Teabing understood right away.He had seen sketches of the cryptex and later designs.The key clue to finding the Holy Grail lies in this stone tube.Teabing gently took the heavy cryptex out of the box and slowly lifted it up.Although he didn't know how to open it, he felt that his destiny was also hidden in it.When he suffered setbacks, Teabing once doubted whether his lifelong pursuit would be rewarded.Now, those doubts are all gone.The ancient words from the creation of the legend of the Holy Grail sounded in his ears:

You don't have to look for the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail will come to you. Unbelievably, tonight, the secret of the Holy Grail came into his own house on his own initiative. Sophie and Teabing sat on the sofa with the cryptex and discussed the vinegar inside, the dial outside, and the code to crack it, while Langdon picked up the rosewood box and walked across the room to a well-lit table Next, look carefully.Teabing's words echoed in his ears: The clue to finding the Holy Grail is hidden under the rose's sign. Langdon picked up the wooden box, leaned closer to the light, and carefully examined the rose on the box lid.Although he is not very good at carpentry or mosaic art, looking at the rose reminded him of the tiled ceiling in a Spanish temple outside Madrid.The ceiling there is famous all over the world because three hundred years after the temple was built, the tiles on the ceiling began to fall off, revealing the scriptures written under the plaster three hundred years ago.

Langdon looked again at the rose. Below the roses. Five-petal rose. secret. There was a sudden "bang" in the hallway behind him, and Langdon turned to see nothing but shadows. "Maybe Teabing's valet just walked by," Langdon thought.He turned back to look at the box.He ran his fingers over the smooth rose, thinking, "Can you pry the rose out?", but the box was so well made that Langdon suspected that only a razor-thin blade could get between the rose and the lid. in the gap between. He opened the box and examined the inside of the lid carefully.The inside is also smooth.He turned the box in one direction, and suddenly, he found that there seemed to be a beam of light piercing through the center of the box.He closed the lid and inspected the embedded rose from the outside.There are no holes.

It is opaque. Langdon put the box on the table, glanced around, and saw a paper knife on top of the stack of papers.He picked up the paper knife, walked back to the box, opened the lid, and studied the small hole carefully.He inserted the tip of the knife into the small hole and gave it a slight push.Without any effort at all, he heard something lightly land on the table with a "click".He closed the lid and looked at the fallen bauble.It was a small piece of wood, the size of a dice.The wooden rose originally inlaid on the box lid popped out and landed on the table. Langdon stared in wonder at where the roses had been.Inscribed there were four beautiful lines of writing Langdon had never seen before.

Langdon figured, this sounds like a Semitic language, but I don't know it. Suddenly, Langdon became aware of movement behind him.Something hit him hard on the head, knocking him to his knees. The moment he fell, he seemed to see a white-faced ghost with a gun hovering above his head.Then, he lost consciousness.