Wang Chen had just sneaked back into the inn room, and had not yet changed out of his night clothes, when he suddenly felt a panic in his heart.
He turned to look out the window and saw flames and thick smoke rising from the side of the Ling's Ancestral Hall!
The inn Wang Chen stayed in was not far from Ling's house, and he booked an upper room on the third floor with the widest view, so he could see particularly clearly.
"It's gone!"
At this moment, someone rang the warning gong and shouted loudly to put out the fire.
Wang Chen looked at the burning ancestral hall, his heart sinking continuously.
He didn't have much time to leave there, so it was impossible that the fire suddenly broke out for no reason. The only explanation is that the fire was lit by the third uncle who was guarding the ancestral hall.
As for the purpose of this old man in the clan...
Wang Chen wanted to say: "Old man, you really don't need to do this!"
Although he told his third uncle his current identity, Wang Chen had no hidden plans in the first place - the Blood-Shirt Guards would never recruit people with unknown origins.
It was only a matter of time before the Ling family got the news.
It doesn't matter even if Third Uncle tells him.
But this old man still chose to die together with the ancestral hall that he had guarded for half his life!
Is it possible that it is because he is afraid that the secret of the whereabouts of the last two levels of the Xuantian Seven Evil Wheel will be forced to be revealed by others?
To know this secret, the third uncle didn't even tell Ling Hongyun.
Or maybe the third uncle also knows about the secret room under the ancestral hall?
In order to keep the secret, he chose to commit suicide?
The truth will obviously be destroyed along with the burned ancestral hall!
Wang Chen stood in front of the window sill, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.
It seems that Ling Zhiyuan still has a trace of his soul remaining in the deepest part of his memory, which makes this situation resonate with him.
The fire in the Ling's ancestral hall was extinguished soon after, without affecting the neighboring Ling family.
But the impact of this incident had just begun. When Wang Chen had breakfast at the restaurant next to the inn the next morning, he heard other diners talking about it.
Some were gloating over the misfortune, some were sighing, and some were mysteriously saying that the Ling family was having a bad time. The head of the family had died earlier, and now the ancestral hall was burned down. Sooner or later, he would be expelled from Anyang City!
This man had a sinister look on his face, he was frothing when he talked, his face was red and he was extremely excited.
It seemed that he had mastered many inside stories of the Ling family, and attracted a crowd of idlers to listen, laugh and laugh along with him.
The more listeners there are, the more energetic he becomes and his words become more vicious.
laugh!
Suddenly a stone flew out of nowhere and hit the talkative guy in the throat instantly.
"ah!"
He suddenly let out a miserable and hoarse cry of pain, covered his neck with his hands and fell down.
His limbs were twitching, his mouth was foaming, and he was speechless!
At this time, everyone around was frightened. They screamed and ran away, for fear of being killed by the fish in the pond.
The restaurant owner was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Don't run, you haven't paid yet!"
At this time, Wang Chen passed by the door on a horse.
He glanced at the chaotic restaurant, then waved his riding whip and walked away.
Not long after, Wang Chen left Anyang City far behind.
He turned his horse away from the official road and ran along the path to a secluded and uninhabited wilderness, and finally found a cave to shelter.
When night fell again, Wang Chen blocked the entrance of the cave with stones and began to take stock of what he had gained in the ancestral hall last night.
Under the light of the campfire, boxes were opened one after another.
From the first box he opened, Wang Chen took out a whole box of gold, which was covered with half-foot-long gold bricks.
Dazzling golden light!
Although the box was not big, Wang Chen estimated that the gold inside was at least tens of thousands taels.
This is an amazing wealth.
Then the second and third large boxes contain all official silver, but in terms of value, their combined value is far less than the first gold box.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Chen opened up knives, swords, armor and other weapons and equipment, as well as bottles of pills sealed in jade bottles.
These weapons are all first-class products and are extremely well preserved, and the pills cover various types of patent medicines such as healing, detoxifying, strengthening vitality, nourishing blood, nourishing qi, etc.
The quantity is enough to meet the needs of a small family for decades.
And the surprise is yet to come.
In the other three boxes, valuable medicinal materials such as ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonatum sibiricum, Gastrodia elata, and Anoectochilus were stored.
One of the ginseng plants is at least 500 years old and is a rare and rare treasure!
Wang Chen was very satisfied.
The potential points he needs most are from eating. The higher the quality of the ingredients, the more points he can get.
This five-hundred-year-old ginseng is sliced and stewed in soup. After digesting and absorbing all of it, the potential points gained must be amazing!
In addition to many other medicinal materials, as long as Wang Chen comes up with a medicinal formula to nourish the body, he will not need to worry about potential points for a long time in the future.
It doesn't matter if he has finished eating these medicinal materials, he still has enough gold and silver to buy more!
The last box is the most special. It is a large box within a small box, and it is a complete set of three layers of sandalwood boxes with gold edges.
The innermost small box was opened, and the first thing that caught Wang Chen's eyes was a book.
Xuantian Seven Evil Wheels!
The five vigorous and powerful characters on the cover are particularly eye-catching.
Wang Chen couldn't wait to pick up the book and read it, and a big stone quickly fell to his heart.
The main purpose of his treasure hunt in Anyang City this time was to find the skills of the fourth and fifth levels of the Xuantian Seven Evil Wheel.
The content recorded in this secret book covers the general outline of the Xuantian Seven Evil Wheels and all the techniques and secrets from the first to the fifth levels!
Not only that, Wang Chen also found a thick stack of banknotes and more than a dozen land and house deeds at the bottom of the box.
The total face value of the banknotes alone was as much as 500,000 taels. What surprised Wang Chen even more was that these land deeds and house deeds were all properties of Daye City, the imperial capital of Daliang!
All the deeds looked very new and were undoubtedly written by Ling Hongyun.
How much is the real estate in Daye City worth? Even if Wang Chen doesn't know the specific price, he knows that it is very expensive.
These land deeds and house deeds are enough to become the capital for a family to rise again!
Best of all, they don't depreciate easily.
Wang Chen still admires his original father.
He made a rough calculation and found that the total value of all the items should be between 1.5 million and 2 million silver taels, and most of them were in hard currency.
I'm afraid most of the Ling family's hundreds of years of accumulation are here!
To be honest, Wang Chen was wondering whether Ling Hongyun had a premonition that today would happen a long time ago and made various arrangements, which resulted in him, an outsider occupying the magpie's nest, getting this wealth.
He shook his head and put everything back into the storage space.
Only the secret book of Xuantian Seven Evil Wheels was left.
