Chen Fan was already standing in front of Li Chen.

"If you had been the old housekeeper of the Chen family, all this would not have happened today. ”

Chen Fan casually threw away the bloody dagger.

"Old grievances are written off. ”

"A purchase and sale? No, how is it possible, fifty years ago, I lost to Sai Huatuo, fifty years later, how could I still lose to his apprentice!, no, I'm not reconciled, boy, hand over the Tianji Bead!!"

A touch of madness flashed in Li Chen's eyes, his body swelled rapidly, and his thin hand grabbed Chen Fan's open chest, Chen Fan's pupils shrank, his body somersaulted, and he retreated.

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, and a wave of anger rose into the sky.

Freezing rain began to fall from the sky, dripping down on the ruined courtyard.

Chen Fan stretched out his hand to wipe the rain off his face, not knowing whether it was cold sweat or cold rain.

In short, he won.

Not far from him, an ancient six-ren-one box was quietly placed on the ground, Chen Fan walked step by step, picked up the box on the ground, and finally showed a relieved smile on his face.

The president of the Hidden Society is gone, and all that remains in the world is pieces of rags.

Correspondingly, the old housekeepers of the Chen family also disappeared, and they were originally one person.

In addition to the Liuren God Box, Chen Fan found a dark cold iron key in the corner of the temple, which was exactly the same as the key used by the head of the Chen family to open the vault.

Chen Fan held the key and thought thoughtfully.

After the battle just now, the quaint Baiyun Temple turned into a ruin, Chen Fan was speechless, he didn't know what kind of expression Monk Baoshan would have when he came back and saw the temple he was guarding like this, and whether he would be angry and turn into an angry King Kong.

No matter what, Chen Fan still needed to clean up the Baiyun Temple, he pulled out the cold iron rod from the Buddha's body, disposed of the corpses of the two golden guns and halberds, and finally buried the tunnel and the collapsed hole.

The warm jade-like bed in the cellar Chen Fan naturally wouldn't let it go, it was a really good thing, and the moonstone on the wall was also taken away by him.

Chen Fan had explored the holes that could escape the aura with his clairvoyant eyes, but unfortunately there was chaos inside and he couldn't see clearly, so Chen Fan had to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

When the gate of the courtyard was locked again, Chen Fan glanced at Baiyun Temple with some reluctance, this place, he would not forget, but what he had a headache now was, he didn't know what excuse to explain to Monk Baoshan.

At night, when the freezing rain turned to snowflakes, it began to calm down.

Chen Fan's old mansion is peaceful, because of the last incident, two new security pavilions have been built at the entrance of the old mansion, and the ones who are responsible for security are the brothers Chen Fan brought from Suzhou City.

Chen Fan came back late, with patches of snowflakes on his head, he didn't alarm the brothers in the pavilion, and quietly walked in through the side door.

What Chen Fan wanted to do most was to get a good night's sleep, because the alchemy of three days and three nights had left his spirit in a state of extreme exhaustion.

Now, all the crises have been resolved.

Chen Fan walked through the deep alley of Bajin and walked straight to the ancestral hall at the back of the old house, where there were a few thatched houses repaired by his father, quiet and warm.

Pushing open the door, it was still warm inside, Chen Fan put down what was in his heart, fell asleep on the bed.

This night, he slept for a long, long time.

Amid the murmuring of the stream and the chirping of birds, Chen Fan stretched lazily as he sat on the bed, playing with the quaint box in his hand.

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Fan took out another box that had turned into a token.

The biggest gain from killing the leader of the Divine Hidden Society is to get this box from him as he wished.

With his previous experience, Chen Fan's expression became hot.

What secrets are hidden in this Liuren God Box?

Thinking of this, Chen Fan bit his finger, and a pure purple qi invaded along the complex patterns of the Liuren God Box.

Chen Fan's eyes were motionless, expecting a miracle to happen, as Chen Fan expected, the purple true yuan was the key to opening the Liuren God Box, as the lines were covered with blood and purple gas, the Liuren God Box was like a blooming flower bone, slowly blooming from the front, and was held up and rotated in the air by an invisible force.

Chen Fan only felt a familiar light surging from the box, sinking into his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Chen Fan's mind had many indescribable quaint words and patterns.

However, this time Chen Fan did not faint, but forcibly accepted all this and stared at the box in the air.

As time passed, the light of the box in the air became darker and darker, and finally along the new pattern, it turned into another token, which was different from Chen Fan's previous black token, and the new token was cyan in color.

Chen Fan put the token away closely, slowly closed his eyes, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, revealing a look of surprise, "It turns out that what is told in this Liuren God Box is actually Qimen Dunjia, the way of the formation, no wonder the Lost Forest on Yazui Mountain will be so exquisite, hey, no, according to the formation layout in the token, that Lost Forest, there are many places that can be changed." ”

Chen Fan thought for nearly an hour and got up from the bed, at this time, his expression became more and more confident, the treasure land of Feng Shui in Yazui Mountain, if it was rearranged according to the way of the formation he had just obtained, then the cultivation and secrecy of medicinal materials would once again be raised to a higher level.

"I don't know what the relationship between the president of the Divine Hidden Society and Sai Hua Tuo is. ”

Chen Fan has a lot of questions in his brain, and it takes time to figure them out.

The Shenyin Society is now completely gone, he still has a lot to do, now, if he wants to be a quiet rich second generation, he must reunite the scattered sand of the Chen family and enliven the way, only by constantly bringing money into the account, can he pretend to be quiet, of course, some real moths of the Chen family, Chen Fan also intends to clean up seriously.

After washing, Chen Fan came to the front yard of the old house and prepared to go to the kitchen for breakfast.

Halfway through, I happened to meet Chen Yongsheng walking in from outside, his shirt and suit were covered with snowflakes, and it was very cold, although he was tired with bags under his eyes, but his mental state was very good.

"Hey, Xiaofan, are you at home?"

Chen Yongsheng and Chen Fan walked in, walking together naturally, Chen Fan took the umbrella from the eighth child, and the eighth child left quietly with great interest. This kind of scene of father and son meeting, he naturally won't bother.

"Dad, you're working overtime?"

"Yes, there have been a lot of things lately, you didn't eat breakfast, our father and son happened to get together together, it's good to eat a bowl of hot chaos on this cold day, by the way, Xiaofan, you will find the old housekeeper in a while, let him bring the account books of our Chen family, you, the head of the family, don't do it for a day, I need to recheck, there seems to be some problems with our Chen family's accounts." ”

As Chen Yongsheng spoke, he walked in the direction of the restaurant, and untied the scarf around his neck, exhaling a breath of mist, not feeling tired at all.

Seeing his father's non-stop movements for a moment, Chen Fan slowed down slightly and said, "Dad, there will be no old housekeeper in our family." ”