Li Muchan walked from room to room, frowning, which made Song Shuhua curious: "What are you looking for, like a headless fly!"

Li Muchan was in Fan Wuyuan's bedroom, looking around, and replied casually: "Looking for the baby."

"What treasure?" Song Shuhua suddenly raised her eyebrows and became interested. Li Muchan was not just talking nonsense. If he said there was a treasure, then there must be a treasure.

Li Muchan shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is, but it must be an incredible treasure."

"How did you know there was a treasure?" Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan said: "Did you see before that they had the momentum to rush in at all costs?"

Song Shuhua nodded: "Yes, they want to kill you."

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "If they didn't want to kill me, why would they have to rush here? They just need to wait for me to get out and find an opportunity to assassinate me. Wouldn't it be less laborious?"

Song Shuhua said: "He is probably afraid that you won't go out."

Li Muchan glanced at her, and Song Shuhua pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, okay, they are not doing it for you, then what are they doing for?"...Baby?"

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "Not bad!"

"How can you find it if you don't know what it is?" Song Shuhua said angrily.

Li Muchan smiled and did not answer. As long as it was a treasure, his instinct would tell him. As he spoke, he reached out and touched everything he saw.

Song Shuhua said: "Baby

It must be hidden in a secret room, you should check to see if there is a secret room first!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's not necessarily true. Sometimes the truly precious things are not hidden in secret rooms. It is safer to put them in the most conspicuous place."

Song Shuhua snorted: "Do you think others are as weird as you?"

Li Muchan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then let's find the secret room first."

He lowered his head and looked at the bed a few times, then looked at the bookshelf, and finally moved the desk under the south window and stepped on the ground a few times.

There was a muffled "rumbling" sound, and a hole appeared at the base of the south wall, about one meter in diameter, and dark like a monster's open mouth.

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"I'll go in and take a look first."

"Let's go in together." Song Shuhua said excitedly, grabbing the corner of his sleeve.

Li Muchan nodded, walked in front, and walked down the stairs at the entrance of the cave. Everything in front of his eyes was pitch black. Li Muchan and Song Shuhua had eyesight that was as white as a room, and they slowly walked down in the darkness.

After walking for about ten meters, the ground became flat. There was a bright light in front of it. After approaching, there was a corner. When I turned around, I saw a bright tunnel in front of me. This tunnel was about two meters high and one meter wide. There were several holes embedded on both sides of the tunnel.

A strange stone that exudes gleaming light.

Li Muchan looked at it for a few times, and Song Shuhua said: "This is a light stone, not rare."

Li Muchan nodded. These light stones were like luminous pearls in the original world. It would be good to take them back.

Song Shuhua tugged at the corner of his sleeve and said angrily: "It's easy for you to get the light stone. I'll find it for you. Hurry up and get in!"

Li Muchan smiled and strolled in. Soon the two of them reached the end of the tunnel, which was a stone door. Li Muchan felt that there was no danger, so he pushed the door open and went in.

After entering, there was a spacious room with a flat floor, a weapons rack on one side, and four small rooms on the other side. He explored the four rooms in turn, and when he came out, he shook his head and laughed: "It seems that we have made a fortune."

Song Shuhua was holding a long sword next to the weapon rack. She was very surprised and looked up at Li Muchan: "How did you get rich?"

Li Muchan waved, and Song Shuhua came over with a long sword. The sword was bright and cold, and it was obviously a rare and good sword.

She looked at the four rooms and said with a smile: "It seems that all the wealth of Xiyang Hall is here. No wonder Fan Wuyuan is anxious!"

Three of the four rooms are filled with grain, stones and dried meat, and the other is filled with gold and silver treasures, as well as some stones, calligraphy and paintings, and some ornaments.

At first glance, one can tell that these things came from illegitimate sources, but they are a huge amount of wealth. They may have been accumulated by Xiyangtang for decades.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Wealth moves people's hearts. With this money, he can make a comeback. Without it, he will be finished."

Song Shuhua nodded. Even though he was the best in martial arts in the world, the power of money should not be underestimated. Many masters also had to work for money.

Grandmasters also have families. Living in this world requires money. If you have money, you can live a good life. If he wants to practice without any distractions, he needs money.

Li Muchan sighed and shook his head: "Fan Wuyuan never expected that he would be defeated so miserably, so it was too late to transfer these things. Otherwise, it would not be our turn to get such a big advantage."

Song Shuhua said: "These are all yours."

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Song Shuhua hummed: "What are you looking at! Do you want to give it to your family?"

Li Muchan laughed and said: "It would be great if you can keep it privately!"

Money can make the world go round. Many things cannot be solved by martial arts. The power of money is more powerful than martial arts. It is not easy to rob the rich and give to the poor. Those rich people who are afraid of death are often protected by masters, and these masters are often from famous families.

Once a disciple of the great sect is offended, there will be endless troubles.

No matter how transcendent those famous sects are, they still need money to maintain their daily lives. The source of the money is firstly the worship of the disciples, and the second is the worship of the powerful. Naturally, the famous sects cannot fail to show their respect for the worship of the powerful. Most of them are sects.

Several disciples went over to sit in charge.

Song Shuhua said: "You have to hide it well and don't let anyone know, otherwise it will be a serious crime..."...By the way, is this all they do?"

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and shook his head: "It doesn't look like that."

The two of them left here and returned to the bedroom. Li Muchan's eyes wandered, thoughtfully, and he always felt that he was in this room. He believed in his intuition.

"Is it hidden somewhere else?" Song Shuhua asked.

Li Muchan shook his head, and his eyes finally fell on the long sword on the bedside.

This long sword looks very ordinary. The scabbard is dark green and has a hint of ancient style. However, it is easy to miss it if you don't look carefully. It seems to be hung for good looks.

The swords hanging by the bedside are often used to ward off evil spirits and suppress evil spirits in the bedroom. They are not used to kill people in battles. Most of them are mahogany swords.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the sword floated over.

Song Shuhua took the sword away first and said with a smile: "Let me see!"

As she spoke, she pressed the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out. Suddenly, a burst of cold air burst out from the sheath, making the whole room feel cold.

Song Shuhua smiled, knowing that this was a sword. Although she didn't use the sword, she liked the sword very much.

Li Muchan frowned. The cold air was too powerful and affected his mind. He suddenly felt like a battlefield, and a murderous aura rushed towards him. It seemed that this sword had killed many people.

The long sword left the scabbard, but it was an inconspicuous long sword, just like the most ordinary Qingfeng sword. It didn't even have the luster of the Qingfeng sword, and the sword body was dull.

Song Shuhua shook her head, a little disappointed, but also a little confused. She brought the sword to her eyes and looked at it carefully, wanting to see the texture of the sword body and what kind of casting technique was used.

Li Muchan did not bother her, and looked at her with a smile. Suddenly his expression changed, and Song Shuhua's long sword suddenly swiped across her jade neck.
Chapter completed!