A large pit three meters deep was dug out, and the people from the Spirit Gods Division were responsible for guarding. Four women surrounded the ruins and monitored the surroundings.
Xiao Ran and others surrounded here.
More than a dozen large boxes were placed underground.
It seemed that this place was a secret room, but it couldn't help but Xiao Zhou's luck. He dug it out by Xiao Ran's side.
"It's done well." Chen Yiming praised.
Carry out all the boxes and open them.
Scattered starlight shone down and shone on the silver, sparkling with silver light.
hiss!
Although they made a lot of money in the Longyuan Academy competition some time ago and were rich, they still looked hot with so much cash in front of them.
Xiao Zhou rushed over even more directly, grabbed the silver with one hand and shouted excitedly: "Sir, we are rich!"
Chen Yiming kicked him angrily and rolled his eyes: "Send you a big-headed ghost."
"The money is all stolen and must be handed over."
Ling Qing'er also came over, and her wealth was also very rich.
In terms of making money, spiritual masters far surpass those of warriors.
Talismanship, alchemy, weapon refining, etc. are all huge profits.
But women's nature cannot be changed. They still have piles of shining things and have very weak resistance.
"I'm afraid this is 500,000 and 600,000 taels!"
There are a total of fifteen large boxes, which are super large. Each box contains 40,000 taels of silver, which is exactly 600,000 taels.
"The tax is not hundreds of millions of taels? Why is this the case?" Xiao Zhou was puzzled.
Chen Yiming took a ingot of silver and turned it open, facing upwards, without any writing on it, not the lost tax silver.
Izumozhou’s tax bank this year has a special font printed on the bottom.
The group in front of me is obviously not.
"What should I do now?" Chen Yiming looked at Ling Qing'er.
"Two half of each person will be taken back and handed over to the superiors for processing." Ling Qing'er suggested.
Chen Yiming thought about it and understood the profound meaning.
It is not a tax bank. The stolen money they found was brought back to their respective yamen. Although they had to be confiscated, they could get a share of the rewards.
"Okay." Chen Yiming nodded.
Half of the family.
Xiao Ran and the others rushed towards the Divine Sword Guard with silver.
He asked someone to carry the money down and he went in to report.
Xiao Ran and the other two returned to the courtyard, and Xiao Zhou rubbed his palms: "Brother Xiao, we are going to get rich again this time."
"You have only a little success." Xiao Ran knocked on his head in anger.
After tossing until now, it was already very late, and the two of them entered their rooms.
The next day.
Just after breakfast, Chen Yiming brought people in with a big box. When they left, they patted their palms and opened the box, revealing white silver.
Guru.
Xiao Zhou swallowed, "Does this be given to us by sir?"
"You're afraid you're thinking about nothing," Chen Yiming said.
"We three share equally."
"One person is more than 13,000 taels? Why don't you give silver notes?" Xiao Zhou asked.
"There is no such excitement in silver bills, it looks so pleasing to the eye."
"That's true." Xiao Zhou nodded.
The three of them divided the money, and each of them received more than 13,000 taels.
Chen Yiming did not rely on his seniority to get more, and he was quite kind in this regard.
"Give you half a day to save the money. Continue to investigate Tianlangwei at noon, and you must solve the case within a specified period of time."
"Um."
After he left, the two of them processed the money and exchanged it for silver notes. As soon as they came out of the money shop, they met Lao Zheng who was limping towards him.
Xiao Zhou looked around him and wrote in surprise on his face: "Are you stealing someone? Are you beaten up by someone who is caught and raped?"
"Fart! I'm not like this." Lao Zheng blushed and defended.
This face was swollen and the pig's head was so painful.
"This is not a place to talk, let's talk slowly when we find a place."
"OK."
I entered a restaurant and asked for a private room on the second floor.
There are wine and food on the table.
Lao Zheng grabbed the wine pot and poured it into his mouth. He drank too quickly and the wine overflowed a little.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Zhou grabbed his wine pot.
"I'm so unfair!" Lao Zheng cried.
I told the story all over again.
After Xiao Ran left last night, the people from the Shengwu Department arrived first and took them back for interrogation, which inevitably made them fist and kicked each other. Fortunately, he was his own person and was on duty in the Ministry of Justice.
Seeing that he was really not suspicious, he was locked up all night and was not released until dawn.
"Do you think I'm wronged?"
"I deserve it!" Xiao Ran glared at him fiercely.
Xiao Zhou nodded in agreement: "Brother Xiao is right, you are just trying to die! The living room, window, and floor cannot accommodate you? It's so messy outside, but you have to run out to find excitement.
If you are not dead, just have fun!"
"Or brother?" Lao Zheng had a bitter face.
"The Shengwusi really deserves to be beaten! Even if you are incredibly wrong, it is not their turn to beat you. Keep this account first, and we will avenge you if you have the chance." Xiao Zhou said.
"Good brother!" Lao Zheng was grateful.
After drinking wine.
The three separated.
Xiao Ran and Xiao Zhou continued to investigate the case of Tianlangwei.
Xiang'an Temple.
In a wing room, an old Taoist priest sat on the bed with a gloomy face.
He is Taoist Master Xuanyang. He separated from Yan Luo's deputy hall master last night and hid here.
At the end of the day.
He has been casting spells to drive away the natal demonic energy left by Yin Jijie in his body, but it has no effect.
All the techniques he could use were already used, like maggots attached to his bones, staying stubbornly in his body.
"Damn it! Why did the Xiaoyue Wolf Clan in Daqingshan run to the capital?"
suddenly.
The natal demonic aura that had been stable had moved at this time. Yin Jijie was casting a spell to track down his traces.
"Not good!" Taoist Master Xuanyang's face changed.
He took the whisk and jumped off the bed, opened the door and left quickly.
Shortly after he left, Yin Jijie tracked here, looked at the direction he ran away, licked his lips, his face ferociously, "You can't escape."
The next day.
Taoist Master Xuanyang was fleeing his life in the capital like a stray dog.
In the process.
He was caught up by Yin Jijie once, and he was beaten seriously injured after a brief fight, and he wanted to leave the capital.
But the capital was blocked, and the formation was activated, and forced entry would probably fall into the hands of the court.
He used the secret technique to continuously run with high intensity, and had no time to heal his injuries, which worsened his injuries. With the suppression of the pill, he was almost at the limit of his endurance, and there was a possibility of an outbreak at any time.
On the street.
Taoist Master Xuanyang held the wall, felt sweet and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He looked at the back in horror, "No! You can't continue like this, otherwise I will die."
The thoughts move, thinking quickly about countermeasures.
There is only one way in front of you, and you can survive with the help of the power of the court.
But in this way, he will lose his freedom forever.
Compared to death, living is more fragrant.
"I'll fuck you uncle in the Xiaoyue Wolf Clan!" Taoist Xuanyang swears in a angrily voice.
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