In this secret room, several safes were opened, and there were a lot of gold bars and dollars scattered on the ground. You could also see several broken methods of practice.

I picked it up and saw that it was not very valuable. Although it was good for ordinary practitioners, I couldn't use it, so I threw it on the ground.

When I walked to the wall, I saw that there were still many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. They looked all original, but they didn’t look like they were painted by some famous artists. They probably weren’t very valuable. Some of them were empty on the walls. It must have been Xuan Xinzi who took away all the valuable calligraphy and paintings.

However, there are two safes in the corner of the wall that have not been opened. The sloppy Taoist priest studied for a long time but couldn't open it.

Afterwards, Gu Haoran directly used his magic sword to split the safe.

It's so fierce. We have never seen it before using a magic sword to split the safe. Fortunately, Gu Haoran has a deep skill and was really split by him.

The two safes were filled with money and gold. Looking at the age of young people, the sloppy Taoist priest was not vague and put all those things into the eight treasures of Qiankun.

I was not idle either, so I also put the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall and the bottles and jars placed on the shelves into the Dragon and Tiger Mirror.

Anyway, there was nothing left for him in this secret room.

How much can I sell it? I will return to Yanbei and ask Uncle Huzi to find a place to sell it. Finally, I will count it. Everyone can share the spoils, but it is not right. It is the money.

Anyway, when I come here this time, everyone is not losing money at all.

The entire Hong Kong Island branch was directly flattened, and the most unfortunate thing was that the old guy Xuan Xinzi ran away.

I met him twice, but I couldn't kill him, which was also depressing enough.

Actually, I really want to ask Xuan Xinzi what the Eighth Master said to him that day, and he scared him away with just one sentence. I think Xuan Xinzi must know the Eighth Master’s identity.

I have always been curious about who the Eighth Master is, but I don’t talk about it. I had the chance to talk from Xuan Xinzi this time, which was a pity.

After looting the secret room, we left the manor.

I called Uncle Huzi’s friend and asked him to come and answer us.

After receiving my call, the guy was a little surprised: "Are you still alive?"

"Brother, what do you mean? Are you hoping that we will all die?" I was a little amused and crying.

"No... When I drove the speedboat to pick you up, I found that there were so many of them. I thought you were dead and even called Brother Hu. Brother Hu was also scared. I am with him now."

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Huzi's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Young Master, are you okay? I heard Mingzai say that you were surrounded and you probably couldn't come out alive. I was scared to death."

"It's okay, we've solved all those people. Come and pick us up quickly." I said carelessly.

Uncle Huzi responded and said that he would come with Mingzai for a while.

While we were waiting for Uncle Huzi and the others, a figure suddenly flashed around us, and there was another person.

Kasan suddenly appeared in front of us, and no expression could be seen from his face.

"Brother Kasan, have you found that old thing Xuan Xinzi?" The sloppy Taoist priest saw him coming and went up to ask.

"I found it, he had someone to help him, followed by two people, with a lot of things, and left in a speedboat, but I didn't catch up with him." Kasan said lightly.

"I knew that all the good things in the secret room were taken away by the old thief Xuan Xinzi. Don't let me meet him. Next time I will beat him so much that he can't recognize him!" The sloppy Taoist priest thought that the good things worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions were taken away by Xuan Xinzi, so he was so depressed. ωωw..net

However, this was also as expected by me. This place was Xuan Xinzi's territory. He was too familiar with the terrain here and knew where the secret room was. He just needed to open the secret room and look for something. We would have to search for it for a long time.

We are still young, so let Xuan Xinzi live for a longer time, and there will be opportunities to deal with him in the future.

After waiting for a while, Uncle Huzi and Mingzai drove a speedboat to the island and came to pick us up.

It was already dawn at this time, and we were all a little exhausted. We got on the speedboat and went directly to the hotel on Hong Kong Island.

First, I had a big meal and asked Uncle Huzi to book a flight ticket back to Yanbei in the afternoon, and our group found a place to rest.

We slept until two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone stood up and looked a lot more energetic. Uncle Huzi had already prepared food and drink in the hotel. We filled our stomachs and headed straight to the airport.

That night, we arrived in Yanbei.

I told everyone not to leave in a hurry. After Uncle Huzi exchanged all the good things we got from Hong Kong Island, it would not be too late for everyone to leave after they were all divided.

When the sloppy Taoist heard this, he patted my shoulder directly and said with a smile: "King of Soft Rice, you don't need to remind you of this. If you don't take the money, you will let us go, and we will not leave either. This is all made by the brothers with all their lives. The benefits cannot be all on you."

"You are such a clever little guy." I glared at him.

This time, even Kasan didn't leave, probably waiting to share the money.

Good guys all followed the sloppy Taoist priests and became wealth-lovers.

Everyone doesn’t leave, and Yuankong doesn’t leave. I thought to myself, you, as a monk, don’t you think about sharing money, right?

The next morning, the sloppy Taoist priest and I took out all the treasures we collected from our respective magic weapons and piled them up half a yard.

Uncle Huzi's eyes were green when he saw bottles and jars all over the floor, as well as calligraphy and paintings, gold, dollars and other things.

"Young Master, are you going to save people or rob?" Uncle Huzi said excitedly.

"Uncle Huzi, hurry up and exchange it for money. Everyone is waiting to share it." The sloppy Taoist priest urged.

Uncle Huzi happily installed all the things into his extended version of Lincoln. The biggest advantage of this car is that it contains a lot of things, but it took only three cars to finish it.

He sent calligraphy and paintings and bottles to the antique shop. Uncle Hu Zi also found Guo Ziping and asked him to introduce the owner of an antique shop so that he could sell it at a good price.

As for gold and US dollars, they were also exchanged for RMB.

After working hard all day, Uncle Huzi exchanged all his things for money, and finally told us that he had exchanged a total of more than 36 million yuan.

Hearing this number, several of us couldn't help but take a breath.

Good guy, I'm really making a fortune.
Chapter completed!