My super open life

dark night.

Standing in No. 12 of A, Xuanling couldn't help sighing: It's really a big house.

Although a big hole was blasted at the entrance of the garage, the overall structure of other parts was not damaged at all, and it can be seen that real materials were used.

Now, there is no one in this mansion.

Because this is the scene of the crime, it was directly blocked by the special operations team

Today, he can take a good look at this mansion and see what secrets it holds.

This credit should have belonged to Xi Zhe—who knew that he was seriously injured.

It's a pity that the child's life is not very good.

Xuan Ling didn't turn on the light.

He didn't need the help of the light—the darkness in front of him was more in line with his mood.

Li Huaishui's bedroom.

In a huge space of seventy to eighty square meters, there is a five-meter-wide water bed with countless large and small crystal balls hanging on it.

Xuan Ling couldn't figure out the purpose of these things, but he knew that these decorations were very valuable.

Li Huaishui's secret should first be hidden in his own bedroom.

The special operations team came to check three times, but Xuanling believed that they must not have searched Li Huaishui's bedroom carefully.

Not negligence, but not daring.

You know, the suspended deputy commander of the special operations team is rumored to be Li Huaishui's best friend!

Such offending people, no matter how brainless, would not do it.

Standing in the room, I realized that this bedroom is actually a square and round body: it was originally a square pattern, but some structures have been artificially changed. Bureau.

Such a situation is very conducive to the combination of yin and yang.

It seems that Li Huaishui is an lsp, which is definitely not bad.

Xuanling first circled around the room three times to the left and three times to the right, and went back and forth six times.

He was looking for the spot most likely to hold a secret.

He felt he had discovered the truth.

The headboard of the huge bed is a dragon and phoenix pattern carved from nanmu wood. The dragon's head protrudes half a meter, and the whistling momentum is lifelike; while the phoenix under it is slightly retracted, but its head is raised high, as if watching The dragon roared, ecstatic.

This carver alone is already the top in the world.

Behind the big bed was a three-meter-high photo frame, and the person inside the photo frame was Li Huaishui smiling with his arms folded.

Xuanling laughed with a "chi": "He is really a narcissistic guy."

Directly in front of the big bed is a three-dimensional sofa.The sofa is also made of nanmu, which is very luxurious.

Xuanling looked left and right for half an hour.

He felt that he had found the real mechanism.

On the giant dragon statue at the head of the bed, the two longan eyes seem to have a little more luster.Xuan Ling reached out and touched the two longan eyes, only to find that the two longan eyes could turn freely.

Press two longan, no movement.

He stretched out his hand to pick it hard, but Long Yan didn't move at all.

Xuan Ling became interested and began to think carefully.

Still unintentionally, he touched the eyeballs of the phoenix below: the eyes of the dragon and the phoenix turned simultaneously, and behind the dragon's head, a secret door half a person's height suddenly appeared.

Xuanling was overjoyed and jumped into the secret door.

There are five downward steps, and then a hut of about ten square meters: there are very secret ventilation holes around the hut, so the air in the hut is not blocked.

Inside the hut, there was only a small square table, and on top of the small square table was a huge leather suitcase.

Xuan Ling gently opened the suitcase, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The suitcase was full of valuables.

Gold bars, cash, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and the property right certificate of the house...

The value of these things in front of them alone is at least several hundred million.

It seems that this is Li Huaishui's small coffers.

As soon as Xuan Ling stretched out his hand, he picked up the suitcase. At this time, at the bottom of the suitcase, he found another mystery: on the square table, there was a piece of leather that was about a square meter long.

The leather is old, and now it is gray-black.

It looked like a leather pad that was deliberately pasted on to prevent the table from getting dirty.

Xuan Ling's heart was pounding suddenly.

Such an antique leather is really... old enough.

He felt the long-lost throbbing.

This skin seems to be an old man, calling him silently.

He put his hand on the leather: the leather rolled up automatically.

At this time, he saw the writing on the leather.

With trembling hands, he first lit a torch, and then slowly unfolded the curled leather.

The writing on the leather showed signs of peeling off.

On the right side of Pizi, he saw a few seal characters, which happened to be recognizable to him.

"Changchun Gong".

The entry-level qi training method of Yuxu Palace.

At this time, a layer of mist suddenly gushed out from the leather, it was real mist, completely covering the leather.

Xuan Ling felt his blood rushing up, and his body trembled a few times involuntarily.

Miracle.

The piece of leather in his hand is heavier than Mount Tai.

"So... have you found it? Have I really found it?" Xuan Ling muttered to himself.

"Is it the real secret of Li Huaishui?"

"It must be... because even the most talented person in this world cannot raise his realm to Nirvana in less than a year."

"Is Li Huaishui a genius? No, he is far from a genius."

"Since this is the case, then I have revealed his real secret."

Xuan Ling put the skin in his arms, turned around and left.

As for those gold bars, cash, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, etc., Xuan Ling didn't even look at them.

After Xuan Ling's figure disappeared, the huge courtyard fell into an incomparable silence again.

……

A nanny car is galloping on the mountain road.

Zeng Mingao sat at the back with a look of resentment.

He was going to go back to his outer room to rest after attending the Zeng family's family meeting.

He has a wife, but she has long been disgusted by him.

This outside room is a little star under his contract: Although his acting skills are terrible, this little star has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, he can make a fuss.

This is what Zeng Mingao still does.

His favorite type of woman is the type who lies in his arms and flirts.

As for a woman's appearance, it is not the most important thing. In front of him, a woman with great achievements is invincible.

Today, he was angry again.

The family is now firmly controlled by the Patriarch and the others, and the status of the remaining brothers is getting more and more embarrassing.

This is also impossible.

Who made the Patriarch's line of talents come forth in large numbers?

And the other brothers who were born in the family are all ignorant bastards, who can't go to the elegant hall at all, and don't even have the right to participate in the meeting.

It would be great if such a kid could become a rich man and wait to die.

irritable.

Just then, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

After a while, Zeng Mingao came to his senses: In the car, he was the only one besides the driver before blocking him.

So, who is the person who is patting himself on the shoulder now?