After Wang Xiaoqi made such a fuss, there was a lot less trouble, at least Li Yan didn't have to torture Meng Yulou with all his might.

This girl knows each other better than most women, and she makes her position clear and makes a "family" attitude.

It was indeed beyond Li Yan's expectation to obtain the treasure of Li Zhixian without much effort.

And Wang Xiaoqi was like a male dog in the spring, impatient, circling around Meng Yulou, just waiting for her to finish business, she immediately pounced on it and enjoyed it.

"The key to the vault was taken by the old thing's son, and even if the adults went, it would be useless."

Meng Yulou returned to his old charm, raised the wine glass with his orchid fingers, took a sip slowly, and did not forget to throw a few flattering glances at Li Yan.

"Okay, you guys play."

Li Yan felt that he was a little redundant in the house, so he chose to verify whether the location given by Meng Yulou was correct first.

He was just about to turn around and leave, when Meng Yulou shouted, "Ju'an! ”

Li Yan frowned, and said lightly: "Please call me Li Yan." ”

"Okay, Li Yan, can you guarantee that I will spend this life safely?" Meng Yulou's momentum suddenly became fierce and asked loudly.

"I can't." Li Yan replied very simply.

Meng Yulou gloomed again, smiled bitterly, pointed to the cup, and said to Wang Xiaoqi: "Qilang poured wine for the slave family." ”

Wang Xiaoqi was like a ghost, and he poured the wine very obediently, and then handed it over with both hands.

Lick like a dog!

"I recognize Wu Yueniang as my godmother, as long as I have a bite to eat, there is a bite to eat from her, Chunmei married my brother, and now they are living together, if you can change your style, I dare not guarantee that you will be safe for the rest of your life, but as long as I Li Yan live, you will not be in danger."

"Are you sure?"

Meng Yulou suddenly sat up straight, although he was still asking rhetorical questions, he already believed it in his heart, Li Yan's eyes were too sincere.

"I'm sure, as long as you don't die."

"Senior official Li, wait a minute."

Meng Yulou stood up leisurely, walked to the incense couch, and groped for a strangely shaped key under the mattress.

Li Yan's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: This girl really has a back hand, thanks to the patience she said a few more words just now, otherwise how could she take it out so happily.

"This is the key to the vault that the slave family secretly found someone to match, but whether it can be opened, the slave family is not clear, and the big officials need to try it themselves."

Meng Yulou was surprisingly honest this time, and when he left Lao Gao, he let go of his hand and threw the key into Li Yan's hand, and the two of them didn't touch an inch of skin.

"Thank you." Li Yan held the key in his hand, hugged his fist at Meng Yulou, and turned to leave.

At the moment when the door was closed, Wang Xiaoqi began to tear Meng Yulou's clothes like a hungry wolf, and Li Yan clearly saw that behind her stiff body, high chin, and contemptuous smile, there was a desperate heart.

Just like that door, it starts from wide at the beginning, gradually becomes smaller, and then continues to shrink until there is no gap, the wind cannot blow, the rain cannot drift in, so there is nothing to care about in this life.

Although Li Yan had sympathy, he didn't have the heart to think about it at this time, so he left the courtyard and walked in the direction that Meng Yulou said.

The long corridor was filled with only the sound of his footsteps and the sound of salsa leaves, which seemed extremely bleak and lifeless.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, a high black wall appeared in front of him, a wooden door was closed in the middle, and the plaque on the door frame read "Tengchun Pavilion" in three traditional characters.

Li Yan found a stone, smashed an ordinary lock on the door, and slowly pushed it, and the rusty hinge made a creepy creep.

As the door opened, a smell of decay wafted out.

Li Yan took a candle from the lampstand on one side, lit it with a fire breaker, and after the flame jumped a few times, he straightened up.

With the faint light, Li Yan looked around, and it was indeed a granary, with hundreds of burlap bags piled up inside, all of which were printed with big grain characters and circled with red pens.

The scene like a horror movie made Li Yan feel a little afraid in his heart and began to think about it.

What if you are halfway through yourself and the door suddenly closes?

Could it be that a zombie in an official uniform will jump out of the darkness?

Li Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head secretly, he had never been so timid, even if he was allowed to sleep in the cemetery, he would not feel afraid, what was wrong today.

It was probably at this time that this scene was too unfamiliar, and he had never seen such an empty ancient building, which inevitably made him timid.

He cleared his throat, grabbed the pole standing in the doorway, emboldened himself, and took a step and walked inside.

Creak.

A few strange screams, a black shadow flashed from under his feet, Li Yan was so frightened that he took a few steps back, almost screamed, raised his vigilance, held his breath, and listened carefully.

Only then did I find out that it was a big rat in the grain depot, and the rats here did not worry about food all year round, ate and slept full, woke up and ate, and their bodies grew extremely large, and their cries were as loud as grasshoppers.

After a painstaking search, he finally found the secret door mentioned by Meng Yulou in the northeast corner of the second floor.

Removing the covered grain bag made Li Yan taken aback, and an iron door suddenly appeared, he knocked it with his hand curiously, and there was no empty sound, it seemed that it was still forged with a very thick iron plate.

There was a groove in the middle of the iron door, and in the groove was a large gilded lock the size of two fists, which was tightly seamed, apparently custom-made.

The middle and lower part of the large lock has a keyhole the thickness of a pencil, which appears extremely discordant.

Li Yan took a long breath, victory or defeat was in one fell swoop!

Carefully took out the key and slowly inserted it into the keyhole, as if he could hear the beating sound of the lock cylinder marbles, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Click!

"Haha!" Li Yan couldn't help but keep quiet, as if he had forgotten that he was stealing, and laughed out loud, as if he had cleared a game.

After a moment, he licked his dry lips and pushed hard with both hands, and the heavy iron door slowly opened.

It was pitch black.

Li Yan picked up the candle from the ground, stretched out his arm to shine inside, and vaguely saw layers and stacks of large wooden boxes, neatly placed in the small secret room.

Curious, he opened the nearest wooden box, and immediately closed it in disappointment, it turned out that the box contained five hundred taels of silver ingots.

If he hadn't seen Li Bei'er's property, he would definitely be happy for a box of silver ingots, but people are so cheap, once their appetite comes up, it will be difficult to be satisfied.

This is also why some people earn money that they can't spend for generations, don't enjoy life, and continue to work desperately every day, even stingy.

If it sounds good, it is called thrift, and if it is not good, it is a money fan.

He is reluctant to spend it on himself, and he still expects him to donate money to others to help the poor?

It's just a joke.

Maybe some will be donated occasionally, but definitely for commercial purposes, or political purposes, and never out of kindness.

Having money and not spending it is actually a crime, especially for a rich man like Li Yan.

After opening more than a dozen boxes one after another, Li Yancai locked the iron door with satisfaction, and his heart was excited to bloom......