After Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong pushed open the storage room, they were also choked by a sudden wave of dust. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info But Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong also knew that now was not the time for them to cough without scruples here, so Mo Tianqi took out two pieces of black cloth from the bag.

One of the black cloths was handed to Pojun Cangkong, and Pojun Cangkong also took the black cloth handed by Mo Tianqi, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong took the black cloth and walked into the storage room. With the sound of the door closing softly, Mo Tianqi and Po Jun Cangkong also entered the storage room.

The storage room was pitch black, and although it was noon outside, the sun's rays were very strong, but because the storage room was in the deepest part of Qian Guizhuang, the sun's rays could not shine into the storage room. Therefore, at this time, the storage room feels like it is coming at night, and it is also because the light of the sun has not shone for a long time.

In addition, the storage room is a place that is expressly forbidden to enter and clean in the Qian Gui Village, so the storage room is full of musty smells. Some of the ledgers were covered with penicillium and smelled of decay. After Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong smelled this smell, they also showed a complicated expression on their faces.

In order to complete the task, Mo Tianqi and the Broken Army Cangkong had to endure the unpleasant smell and look for the ledger they wanted in this dim storage room, but the only source of light for Mo Tianqi and the Broken Army Cangkong was a fire fold, and the faint light of the fire fold emanated in the dim storage room.

In order to ensure that the fire fold can continue to burn until it can no longer burn, Mo Tianqi also deliberately poked a small hole in the window paper on the door. Let the air outside the storage room be transmitted through this small hole, and after getting ready, Mo Tianqi and Po Jun Cangkong also began to look for the ledger in the storage room.

At this time, the rules had brought Yang Yiwei back to the secret room, and Yang Yiwei had passed out at this time. Gui carefully placed Yang Yiwei on the bed, and the quilt was covered and tucked away. Sitting on the edge of Yang Yiwei's bed, looking at Yang Yiwei lying on the bed, he sighed silently for a long time.

When you come to the wall where the long painting was hidden, you can tap the futon in front of the wall and touch the switch on the futon. The walls also began to gradually move to the side, revealing the long painting behind the wall. Gui looked at the long painting on the wall, turned his head and looked at Yang Yiwei a few times.

He also took down the long painting with a wave of his right hand and held it in his hand. Gui took the long painting in his hand and stroked the face of the child on the painting a few times, and a ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He took the long painting to the brazier and took a candle from the candle stand beside him.

Standing in front of the brazier, he took a deep breath and stretched the candle towards the long painting. The candle flame of the candle teases the long painting, and in the end, the long painting is also lit by the candle flame of the candle. Gui held the lit long painting in one hand, and watched the range of the long painting being ignited by the fire getting bigger and bigger, and also threw the long painting into the brazier.

Gui stood in front of the brazier, watching the long painting in the brazier be swallowed up by the flames, leaving only the ashes of the brazier. Gui Ye collected the ashes in the brazier in his right hand and left the secret room. Yang Yiwei, who was lying on the bed after the rules left, also slowly opened his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed from Yang Yiwei's eyes.

Everything that the rules did just now was seen by Yang Yiwei, but Yang Yiwei couldn't stop the rules' actions. It's not that he doesn't dare, but he can't stop it, just now in Yang Yiwei's mind, the image of his father still exists, and it is also because of the residual image that Yang Yiwei's limbs do not have the slightest strength to resist.

He could only watch as his only long painting that could commemorate the previous one-dimensional was swallowed up silently by the flame of the candle, and there was not even a trace of ashes left behind. Yang Yiwei propped his hands on the edge of the bed and slowly sat up from the bed.

When Yang Yiwei sat up and wanted to get up and walk forward, Yang Yiwei's limbs were weak, and Yang Yiwei wanted to be able to reach the futon. Like a child of one or two years old, he crawled on all fours on the floor and struggled towards the futon. When Yang Yiwei climbed to the futon, he also hugged the futon and cried.

In the storage room, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong had already checked a quarter of the ledger, but they didn't find anything. Originally, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong thought that since it was a few months ago, the ledger should be easily distinguishable from the ledger of other years.

But Mo Tianqi and Po Jun Cangkong were rummaging through the process and found that the truth was not as they thought. They found that the ledger from two years ago was exactly the same as the ledger from more than ten years ago, both in terms of the number of penicillium on the ledger and the degree of decay of the paper.

This also makes Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong unable to use common sense to find the account book from a few months ago, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong can only use their hands to search page by page, page by page to check, and find what they want from these account books.

Gui left the secret room with the ashes in his right hand, walked out of Qian Guizhuang and returned to his home, and put the ashes in his right hand into an envelope. In the end, he sealed the envelope with fire paint and handed it to his subordinates to transport it to Yang Yishan in the Yangzhou Pavilion in Yangzhou City.

That's right, the rules are to let Yang Yishan see Yang Yiwei's determination under his persecution, although this is just a rule, and what a person does has nothing to do with Yang Yiwei, but Yang Yishan doesn't know. Yang Yishan will only think that this is Yang Yiwei doing this, and he will not think about it so much.

Even if he can Yang Yishan, it is impossible to think towards Gui, Gui watched his subordinates on fast horses leave his mansion and rush towards Yangzhou City, and he also clapped his hands and personally closed the door of the mansion. Yang Yiwei in the secret room has calmed down, and Yang Yiwei at this time can't see the gaffe just now.

Yang Yiwei put the futon in his hand on the ground and sat down on the futon again. Yang Yiwei quietly closed his eyes, and a businessman holding a long pole appeared on Yang Yiwei's head, and in the Yangzhou Pavilion of your Yangzhou City, Yang Yishan's head was a businessman holding a scale.

This is the natal demon soul of Yang Yishan and Yang Yiwei, the Yang family was originally the most famous businessman in the entire Demon Guide Continent before the establishment of the Jiuhao Empire, but later because of the establishment war between the Jiuhao Empire and the other two empires, the Yang family went downhill.

When the Jiuhao Empire was established, the first emperor of the Jiuhao Empire handed over Yangzhou, a state with the same surname as the Yang family, to the Yang family in order to thank the Yang family for providing them with money in the establishment war. And from the beginning to the present, the natal demon soul of the Yang family has not changed, that is, Yang Shanwei, the first generation of their Yang family.

Under normal circumstances, the natal demon souls of the Magister are all gods of the ancient era, but only a few very few ancient family members have been respected by the entire family for generations, regardless of the change of time or the change of people's hearts. Then that person will become the natal demon soul of the demon master of that family under certain rules.

And Yang Shanwei is such a person, it is precisely because of what he did that the Yang family has had all the good things since then. This also makes the Yang family particularly respect Yang Shanwei, and also makes this businessman with a long pole weighing and weighing a stone become the natal demon soul of the Yang family's demon master.

In the storage room, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong had already turned over the ledger in the entire storage room, but they had never found the ledger they wanted. In desperation, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong had no choice but to restore their messy storage room to its original state, taking advantage of the fact that no one passed by outside the storage room.

Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong also quickly left the storage room and walked towards the back door of Qian Guizhuang. And Yuan Hecheng also hesitated for a while after feeling the breath of Mo Tianqi and the Broken Army again, and finally chose to stay where he was, the reason is very simple, that is, Gui He Yang Yiwei did not move.

Since the two of them did not move, then Yuan and said that they would not do the overstepping of their authority, Yuan and said that there is only a little bit of scope that can be managed, most of the management belongs to the rules, and some special scopes belong to Yang Yiwei, at this time it can be said that Yang Yiwei is just hanging the name of the owner of a money regulation, and the real power is all in the hands of the rules.

Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong climbed out of the back door wall of Qian Guizhuang unscathed, although Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong were unscathed, but they also gained nothing. The only harvest was to let Mo Tianqi and Po Jun Cangkong know, and the ledger they wanted was not placed in the storage room at all.

At this time, the sun is already setting, the sun is about to set in the western mountains, and the moon is about to rise and shine on the earth. Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong also sped up their pace, left the scope of Qian Guizhuang, and returned to the heroic dart game. As soon as they returned to the heroic dart game, Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong heard the sound of Haihe, and Mo Tianqi and Pojun Cangkong also ran straight over.

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