Soon, Fang Han met Huang Mansion.
This is a mansion that occupies a large area and has a red door and high walls. There is a plaque with the word "Huang Mansion" on the lintel.
It is extremely eye-catching and can be recognized at a glance.
After walking around the Huang Family, Fang Han found a clean and ordinary-looking inn named "Yuelai Inn", asked for a room in the upper room, and had a simple dinner in the room.
Night gradually enveloped White Cloud City, and thousands of lights lit up one after another.
Fang Han, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and calm.
He put on a pair of pure black night clothes that he had already prepared, and put on a featureless ordinary wooden mask.
<Myriad Transformation Breath Concealment Technique> operates quietly, and the aura around the body converges to the extreme. The whole person instantly becomes like a shadow in the dark night, and the sense of existence is reduced to a minimum.
Pushing open the window, the figure slipped out quietly like a fallen leaf, blending into the thick night.
After a few ups and downs in the rooftop lane, he came to the Huang Mansion again.
The palace wall is two feet high, which may be a big obstacle to ordinary warriors, but in the eyes of Fang Han, it is useless.
He found a secluded corner, tiptoed slightly, climbed over the wall as gracefully as a civet cat, and fell into the house.
<Myriad Transformation Breath Concealment Technique> Under operation, his aura is almost completely restrained, blending into the surrounding environment.
<Flowing Wind Shadowless Step> made him move silently and as fast as a ghost.
There is also Guard patrolling the house, but Ninth Grade has the highest cultivation level, and he is obviously a bit slack.
Fang Han relied on his extraordinary spiritual sense and Body Movement to easily avoid the patrols Guard.
Like an invisible wind, it went straight to the most magnificent three-story attic in the center of the mansion.
That is the residence of the Huang Family Clan Head Huang Shiren mentioned in the Rain Listening Tower information.
The lights in the attic were bright, and one could see maids and servants, as well as several people dressed in luxurious clothes who should be related to Huang Shiren.
However, the Huang Shiren described in the intelligence was not seen. Huang Shiren must have been away.
"Good opportunity!"
Fang Han There was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Huang Shiren This Seventh Rank warrior is not here. Even if he makes some noise, he can be easily solved if he is discovered. This is a great time to search for the secret room.
Like a shadow, he slid into the attic and went to the study first.
The study room is elegantly furnished, with bookshelves with calligraphy and paintings, and the shelves are spotless.
He held his breath and concentrated, with Internal Qi in his fingertips, he tapped the walls and the masonry on the ground very lightly and quickly, listening carefully to the echoes, and at the same time, his eyes sharply scanned every part where a mechanism might be hidden.
However, after careful inspection, the walls and floor of the study room were all solid, with no signs of mezzanines or hidden compartments.
Fang Han was not discouraged and quietly exited the study and sneaked into the attic master bedroom that was suspected to be Huang Shiren's bedroom.
The bedroom is even more luxurious, with brocade embroidered quilts and rosewood furniture exuding a faint fragrance.
He followed the same pattern, starting with the walls, and after finding nothing, his eyes fell on the thick velvet carpet laid on the ground.
He gently opened a corner of the carpet, revealing the smooth bluestone floor underneath.
"Ta... ta... ta..."
The tapping sound of fingertips was inaudible in the silent bedroom.
When it hits the ground near the inside of the bed, the echo is slightly hollow, slightly different from the dull sound of the surrounding solid bluestone!
Fang Han moved for a moment, and the corners of his mouth under the mask slightly curved.
There's drama!
He lowered his body and carefully rubbed around the area.
A slightly raised wood carving that looked like a decorative pattern at the junction between the foot of the bed and the floor caught his attention.
He tried pressing and rotating gently.
"Click."
There was a very slight mechanical sound.
The bluestone slab that made a hollow sound just now slid to one side silently, revealing a deep downward staircase entrance that only one person could pass through, and a smell mixed with dust was faintly emitted.
Fang Han is convinced, but is not in a hurry to go down immediately.
He took out a fire stick and a small candle from his arms, lit them, and then carefully stepped down the stairs.
The stairs are not long, and you go down about two feet to the bottom.
In front of you is a secret room about ten feet square, with a faint smell of moisture-proof herbs filling the air.
In the center of the secret room, there are more than a dozen camphor wood boxes of different sizes neatly stacked.
Fang Han walked to the nearest box, exerted force with his fingertips, and pulled it lightly, and the box lid opened with a sound.
In an instant, a piece of jewels and jewels came into view!
The box was filled with piles of gold ingots, silver ingots and various pearls and agates, which shone brightly in the candlelight.
"It is indeed here!"
Even though Fang Han had a calm mind, his breathing could not help but quicken slightly at this moment.
"System Panel."
He no longer hesitated, and with a thought, he called out System Panel.
A translucent light curtain quietly emerged.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 32 times (the sixth level of increase requires 1 million silver)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 32 times (the sixth level of increase requires 1 million silver)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 32 times (the sixth level of increase requires 1 million silver)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 32 times (the sixth level of increase requires 1 million silver)]
[Possessed Wealth:737,000 silver]
"Recharge!"
His mind was focused on the box full of gold and silver jewelry.
"Whoosh!"
The gold, silver, jewelry and the box inside the box disappeared instantly, and the wealth value on System Panel began to beat crazily!
[Possessed Wealth:767,000 silver]
[Possessed Wealth:797,000 silver]
[Possessed Wealth:827,000 silver]
Fang Han kept moving, following the same pattern, Recharge one by one Recharge the more than ten boxes in the secret room.
These boxes vary in size and the value of the property they contain varies, but they are obviously accumulated by the Huang Family over many years.
When the last box disappeared, the numbers on System Panel finally slowly settled--
[Possessed Wealth:1.585 million silver]
"There are more than 800,000 taels in total!"
With one action, Fang Han's wealth skyrocketed to more than 800,000 taels, far exceeding the million threshold required to unlock the sixth level Talent Amplification.
The huge harvest made his heart beat violently for several times, but he quickly suppressed his turbulent emotions and his eyes returned to clarity.
It's not a good place to stay for a long time!
He carefully checked the secret room to make sure nothing was missing, and then carefully restored all the lids and erased any traces he had left.
Then he blew out the candle and returned up the stairs to his bedroom.
After restoring the bluestone to its original state, laying out the carpet, and ensuring that everything was just as it was when he arrived, Fang Han left the attic quietly just as he came.
With his superb Body Movement and breath-holding skills, he can avoid patrols and easily climb over the Huang Mansion high wall.
The night was still dark, and White Cloud City was immersed in his sleep. No one knew that an earth-shattering "robbery" had taken place in the core secret room of the Huang Mansion.
Fang Han's figure flashed a few times and he returned to the room of Yuelai Inn inn.
He closed the window with his backhand and burned the night clothes and mask directly.
Feeling the astonishing wealth in the system, Fang Han sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes shining.
Level 6 Talent Amplification is right in front of you!
But he did not immediately upgrade to experience the effects of the upgrade.
Now he is still in White Cloud City, under the nose of the Huang Family.
Although he did not think that Huang Family could track him, he wanted to adjust his condition to the best and be ready for battle to deal with possible accidents.
Late at night, White Cloud City, Huang Mansion.
Clan Head Huang Shiren dragged his slightly drunk and tired body and pushed open the bedroom door.
A strong smell of alcohol mixed with the aroma of makeup and powder hit his face. He rubbed his swollen temples, but his face showed a trace of satisfaction that a business deal had been concluded.
Today I was socializing with several big players in the city and concluded a large medicinal business. Although it took a lot of effort, the profit was considerable.
He bolted the door with his backhand and carefully checked whether the window was closed tightly.
Walking to the inside of the bed, he squatted down skillfully and lightly pressed his fingertips on the inconspicuous wood carving pattern.
"Click."
The machine made a soft sound, and the bluestone slid open silently, revealing a dark hole.
He took the oil lamp that had been prepared on the table and lit it with a fire stick.
The orange halo dispelled the darkness near the entrance of the cave, and also illuminated his face that was red from alcohol.
He took a deep breath, as if he had already smelled the comforting smell of gold, silver and moisture-proof herbs, held the oil lamp and stepped down the stairs.
The footsteps fell on the stone steps, making a slight echo.
This is a habit developed over the years, almost a ritual.
Before going to sleep every day, he must confirm with his own eyes that the foundation of his life and life is safe and sound, so that he can sleep peacefully.
Otherwise, even if delicacies from the mountains and seas are placed in front of him, and brocade quilts and tents are spread out on the couch, he will not be able to fall asleep.
The outline of the secret room gradually became clearer under the light.
However, the neatly arranged and jeweled camphor wood boxes that I expected did not come into view.
Huang Shiren's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The halo of the oil lamp swayed, illuminating the... empty space ahead.
Yes, empty.
The secret room that was originally filled with more than a dozen large and small boxes and baskets was actually empty now!
There are only faint marks left on the ground from the bottom of the box that have been pressed for a long time, and the faint smell of camphor wood and anti-moth herbs in the air that has not yet completely dissipated.
Huang Shiren The blood on his face faded instantly like a tide.
The drunkenness dissipated without a trace in an instant, and a biting coldness rushed from the soles of my feet to the top door.
He blinked violently and rubbed it vigorously, suspecting that he was still drunk and hallucinating.
However, after rubbing my eyes, what I saw before me was still the heart-stopping emptiness!
"No... impossible!"
A hoarse growl came from his throat, as if he was being strangled.
The hand holding the oil lamp shook violently uncontrollably, and the lamp oil spilled.
The flames shook violently, twisting and deforming his shadow on the empty wall.
He staggered and threw himself into the center of the secret room. The oil lamp was close to the ground, and the dim light swept every corner in vain.
Nothing! Nothing!
The wealth that Huang Family had accumulated over decades - gold, silver, jewelry, antiques... were all gone!
"Pfft--"
A sweet smell surged into his throat, and Huang Shiren felt like the world was spinning, his vision went black, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.
He barely supported the cold ground with his hands, his fingernails turned white from the exertion, and his chest felt like a huge boulder was pressing down, and suffocating pain swept through his body.
Huang Family's decades of hard work are just... gone?
Who is it? Who did it?!
Boundless heartache and overwhelming anger were intertwined, almost swallowing up his sanity.