He stretched out his hand, used the Nightmare Dragon King's ability to enter dreams, and began to enter this Fan Yilin's dream realm to inquire directly about the news.

What surprised him a little was that this Fan Yilin had shown the appearance of a decent gentleman in front of outsiders before, but in the dream world where he could act recklessly, he was spending all day drinking, acting nonsense, and looking very arrogant and rampant.

It may be that the mask has been worn for a long time on weekdays, and only this kind of dream can be vented.

Especially now, as soon as Du Bai entered, he saw this guy beating a poor man with a whip on the street, and every time he used all his strength, he wanted to be killed.

His mouth is still shouting: "Look if you dare to be arrogant!" Do you dare to disobey the meaning of this son! Today, Ben Gongzi is killing you, and you deserve it! ”

Du Bai couldn't help but be a little curious about who this guy had such a deep hatred for, and after turning his perspective a little, he was a little stunned to find that the one who was whipped on the ground and begged for mercy was actually this guy's dream himself!

"Because you can't take me in this world, that's why you vent in this dream?!"

Du Bai pursed his lips, feeling helpless.

He felt that this guy was indeed a little sad, and this situation must have been thinking about it day and night, thinking about how to get revenge on himself all day long......

However, looking at the wailing guy with his own face on the ground was indeed a little unpleasant, Du Bai simply waved his hand and the dream here changed in an instant, becoming the appearance of Fan Mansion.

Fan Yilin himself was obviously a little confused, why was he still whipping that hateful guy with his front foot, and then came to this place with his back foot?

He raised his hand, and found that the whip in his hand was also gone, and turned into a sword, as if he was practicing martial arts with a sword.

He didn't pay attention to his wrist for a while, and subconsciously let go, and the sword fell to the ground and smashed into pieces and gradually disappeared, making him even more stunned.

Vaguely, he felt that something was not quite right here, but because of the dream, he couldn't say it. I vaguely remember that my sword seemed to have been stolen by some ghost, and I can't remember anything.

Distraught, he simply turned to shout: "Come, bring me another sword!" ”

Immediately, the house suddenly became a mess, and all kinds of maids and people were running in a little panic, which made him even more suspicious.

And because no one paid attention to him, he was even more unhappy, so he immediately stepped forward and grabbed a servant, and scolded angrily: "Didn't you hear my son shouting? What are you guys running around here for? ”

The servant was so frightened by him that he trembled, and hurriedly bowed down and replied: "Returning to Gongzi, there are thieves in the mansion who have stolen all your swords, and also stolen a lot of gold and silver treasures, and everyone is looking for someone!" ”

"Where did the thief come from, and he dared to come to my Fan's house to make trouble?!"

Fan Yilin's heart was even more furious when he heard this, and he didn't have time to investigate how his sword was stolen, even if he planned to take those guards to capture the thief in person.

He is strong in martial arts, and he has many master guards under him, so if the thief dares to come, he will not kill himself!

However, before he could go far, Mr. Yu, who was quite trusted by his father, rushed over with a sweat on his head, stopped him, lowered his voice and reported in a panic: "Childe, I saw that the thief seemed to have entered your and the master's study, as if he was deliberately looking for something unusual......

"Study?" Fan Yilin couldn't help but be stunned, "What's worth in the study?" ”

Speaking of which, the most valuable thing in the study is the calligraphy and paintings of the famous artists collected by my father, could it be that the thief is going to that one?

Just as he was thinking, this Manager Yu looked around sneakily and reminded in a low voice: "Childe, could that thief want to steal those account books in your hand?" ”

"Ledger?!"

Fan Yilin couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and immediately reacted.

Those things are the death hole of the Fan family, and they must not be leaked out!

After thinking about it, he denied it: "Impossible, only me and my father know where the ledger is, how can a thief from outside know!" ”

And Manager Yu hurriedly reminded: "This little thief is probably unusual, it is said that he once came and went freely in the palace compound, specializing in stealing the treasures of some famous nobles, and his methods were quite superb!" Childe, if you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of what if, it's better for you to check it out! ”

"If it's really stolen, I'm afraid it's going to be a big deal!"

Hearing him say this, Fan Yilin was originally very confident in his heart, but now he was also a little drummed, and after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said: "Then I'll go over and take a look, you take these people to search the entire mansion first, and there must be no omission!" ”

"Yes!" Manager Yu hurriedly nodded his head, and after he walked away, a strange smile appeared on his originally sad face.

……

After Fan Yilin arrived in his study, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the books and calligraphy and paintings on the desk and shelves had obviously been turned over.

"It seems that the thief is indeed ill-intentioned!"

Maybe it's against their Fan Mansion's account!

And what he didn't know was that above his head, the illusory and transparent Du Bai happened to watch his next move.

deliberately led such a big show, just so that the other party could find out these account books and show him them!

Now it seems that the plan is quite smooth.

It's just that what surprised him a little was that Fan Yilin didn't care about the paper on the messy desk, but looked straight at the inconspicuous candlestick.

Compared to the precious calligraphy and paintings on the wall on the table, which may still have some value, this candlestick is so bulky and worthless that no one will pay extra attention to it.

After looking left and right to make sure that no one was there, Fang grabbed the base of the candlestick with his hand, and then spun it vigorously.

Immediately after, with the "click" sound of the mechanism, Du Bai was surprised to see that the bookshelf next to him began to slowly move to the side, revealing a dark grid on the wall behind him.

"So here!" Du Bai secretly wrote it down.

And then I saw that after Fan Yilin opened the dark grid, what was revealed inside was not an account book, but a pile of thick silver tickets!

Each one is hundreds or even thousands of taels, and there are already estimated tens of thousands of taels of silver contained in this small dark compartment!

However, although it is surprising that so much money is good, it is not what Du Bai wants.

"Could it be that Fan Yilin just came to check on these silver tickets because he was worried about them?!"

Fortunately, next, Fan Yilin really revealed the mystery to him.

I saw that after he took out all the silver tickets, he still groped in the depths of the dark grid, and then seemed to press a certain mechanism, that is, he accidentally saw the bottom of the dark grid being opened.

A narrower, unobtrusive space emerges.

Stacked inside are four thick ledgers!