In the next few days, Fang Xiu accompanied the lawyer to run around, and finally succeeded in inheriting this astronomical inheritance. However, after paying taxes, Fang Xiu found that he had nothing except two real estates with frighteningly high valuations. The cash left by Wang Hao was gone after the tax was deducted, as if it had been calculated long ago. The mansion on Xinhe Road in Haigang District was actually a cultural relic protection site. It was easier to inherit the inheritance, but it was extremely difficult to sell it. Fang Xiu looked around and found that he still had the original deposit of more than 100,000 yuan, not a bit more. The only consolation was that the rent for the entire 17th floor of Hongxuan Building was more than 900,000 yuan per month, and Fang Xiu would be able to receive it starting next month. He jumped from a poor wage earner to a person who did nothing and earned a million yuan a month. But that would be at least next month. At least for now, Fang Xiu was still riding that broken electric bike and wearing a T-shirt that cost dozens of yuan. After completing the formalities, Fang Xiu decided not to rent a house here anymore and moved directly to the mansion that was now under his name. Fang Xiu hired a moving company. Actually, there was nothing to move. Most of the things were no longer needed. However, even so, Fang Xiu still had a lot of clothes, sundries, daily necessities, electrical appliances, and books that filled two bookshelves. The house had not been occupied for a year, and many things were no longer usable. Fang Xiu's landlord was a skinny woman in her forties. She was a bit mean. When Fang Xiu first came here to work, he was often chased by this local landlord to pay rent. Every time after collecting the rent, she liked to show off in front of him how rich her family was and how powerful her husband was. "Why don't you rent anymore? Did you get fired by your boss?" The landlord had a mean mouth, wore slippers, crossed her arms, and looked at Fang Xiu. "I've made a fortune. I'm moving to the harbor area." Fang Xiu watched the moving company load his things into the car bit by bit, and chatted with the landlord, although he didn't like talking to this landlord. "Oh, what a fortune!" The landlord sneered and looked Fang Xiu up and down. "I inherited a fortune of 1 billion!" Fang Xiu said lightly, and then took out a newly printed business card. This was printed when he went to Hongxuan Building to re-sign the lease contract. Fang Xiu didn't know how to deal with this matter at the beginning, but fortunately Tiancheng Law Firm helped him to get everything done, including a series of troublesome matters between the property company and the agency. Of course, the money he received was not cheap. "You can contact me more in the future." Fang Xiu put the business card in the landlord's hand, and then got in the car and left. "Tsk, I don't believe you!" Fang Xiu's bragging was so exaggerated that the landlord didn't believe it at all, but seeing his attitude of handing out business cards, the landlord was skeptical. After reading it, his face showed an unbelievable look again: "No way, this poor worker really turned over?" The name of the harbor district is known as a port district near the sea in Weigang City. It is close to the sea and the air environment is very good. It is also the most prosperous generation in Weigang City. The history of Xinhe Road is said to date back to more than a hundred years ago, when it was still in the feudal dynasty era. When passing by here, you can see the huge maple trees on the side of the road with leaves falling one after another. A wide road leads directly to the distance. The terrain here is relatively high, and you can actually see the sea from afar. Many of the buildings on both sides of the road look a bit old. In addition to the park, there are large residential areas, as well as the Children's Palace, library and primary and secondary schools. The environment is very quiet and beautiful. The mansion that Fang Xiu inherited is at the corner of the road. This is a three-story building that looks like a combination of Chinese and Western styles. It is full of the style of the last century and has an ancient flavor, but it is well maintained and repaired. It looks like it has been renovated many times. The big trees in the courtyard are like a canopy, but it is full of weeds everywhere, at the base of the wall, in the gaps between the stone slabs, and under the steps. When Fang Xiu arrived here, it was dusk. I don't know why it looked different from what Fang Xiu had seen in the morning. It looked like a haunted house. "There won't be ghosts in this place!" Two young men from the moving company looked at the house and chatted with each other when they entered and exited. Fang Xiu was standing in the courtyard looking at the small building. The red sun was setting, the evening breeze was bleak, and the huge reflection of the house was projected in the courtyard, dancing like a ghost, feeling extremely eerie. After the moving company finished moving the things, it was already dark, and the two people immediately got in the car and ran away, as if they really thought Fang Xiu's new home was a haunted house. Fang Xiu sneered and didn't believe their nonsense at all. Or maybe, after the incidents of the monster killer and the unlicensed traverser, Fang Xiu's acceptance of such strange events has reached a very high level. "Tsk, if there really is a ghost, I will XXX if it is a male ghost, and I will X first and then X if it is a female ghost!" Fang Xiu locked the gate of the courtyard, stepped over the gravel road, and walked into his new home. The cleaning company had already cleaned it up, all the lights were on, and the huge glass chandelier on the top was shining beautifully. Unlike the old-fashioned look on the outside, the decoration inside was completely modern. The hall was very large, connecting the first and second floors. A long corridor runs from the left to the right. The windows are large floor-to-ceiling glass windows and the floor is made of wood. For some reason, Fang Xiu suddenly thinks of a church. The mahogany staircase spirals upward and extends far away. The rooms on the second floor can be seen directly from the hall. Fang Xiu's bedroom is on the second floor. It is the master bedroom. There are many portraits hanging on the walls on the first and second floors. It is said that they are all from famous artists. There are more in the study on the second floor. The collection cabinets on the wall are also filled with valuable porcelain, Buddha statues, incense burners and ancient rare books. However, Fang Xiu does not know much about these artworks and does not know their specific value. Fang Xiu has never lived in such a house since he was a child. This can definitely be called a luxury house. Fang Xiu turned on the TV and lay on the sofa to feel everything. He didn't want to do anything because his dream was to make money, make more money, not too much, not to let himself squander it at will. Fang Xiu did not have the habit of spending money like a spendthrift. But it would allow him to not worry about spending money, to do whatever he wants, to travel around the world, and to buy whatever he wants. Fang Xiu originally imagined that if he could achieve this goal in his thirties, he would be very lucky, but now, in just a few days, he has achieved it, just like a dream, making Fang Xiu feel unreal. What made Fang Xiu even more confused was that he didn't know what he should do? Not knowing what to do next, it was like losing his life's goal. "I should set a new goal for myself, a goal that is so high-end that it is unimaginable, enough for me to spend my whole life pursuing it." Fang Xiu stood up and decided to sort out the things he had moved. The most important thing was that Fang Xiu needed to find a place to hide those extraordinary items. These were his trump cards and also very dangerous items. Fang Xiu found some hidden rooms in the house, the empty room and the hidden small attic on the third floor, the cloakroom and study on the second floor, the garage and utility room on the first floor, and Fang Xiu tried to find the most hidden rooms and places. When cleaning the utility room in the corner of the first floor, Fang Xiu took out some brooms and dustpans and looked around. This utility room looked old. The top and walls were renovated, but the hardwood floor under his feet looked different. Fang Xiu usually paid attention to some details, just like he liked to remember things. He found that when he stepped on the edge, it actually made a thumping sound, with a sense of emptiness. "Is there a space underneath?" Fang Xiu showed a curious look on his face, and immediately thought of a secret room. Fang Xiu immediately took out the holy sword of physics that he had seen before from the empty garage, pried open the floor, and Fang Xiu saw the stone slab underneath. The stone slab was partially pushed open. I don't know if it was because someone had entered before. There was also an iron bolt on the stone slab, not the kind that was locked. Fang Xiu felt a little strange. This kind of existence was definitely not to prevent people from opening it from the outside, but to prevent the existence inside from running out. Fang Xiu pushed open the stone slab and saw a passage underneath. It was a dark passage that led all the way underground and looked very deep. It was made entirely of blue stone bricks. It looked ancient and full of musty smell. It must have existed for quite a long time. "What year is this secret room? It looks too old!" Fang Xiu felt a little creepy. He went up and took out the Hand of Giant Strength from the box. After integrating it into his own hands, he slowly walked down holding the crowbar, while holding a flashlight in his other hand to illuminate the way down. Blue bricks covered the ground under his feet and on both sides of him. The air was filled with a rotten and musty smell. When he walked down, Fang Xiu saw a wooden door. After pushing it open, Fang Xiu saw a secret room that was still made of blue bricks. There were two more rooms inside the secret room. On the topIt was an iron door with a small window. The window was not big enough for a person to pass through and was sealed with iron bars. From there, one could see directly into the scene inside. Fang Xiu shone the flashlight through the small window and saw a cold bed made of bricks. This scene made Fang Xiu feel like this was a prison, and everything here revealed a strange and gloomy taste. "What is this place used for? When was it built?" Fang Xiu raised the flashlight and shone it on the top of the secret room. He also saw rotten wires and old light bulbs and lamp caps, but this line must have been unusable for a long time. On one side of the secret room, there was a yellow wooden table and an old-fashioned wooden chair. The table was covered with a layer of newspaper, which was yellow and dark. The fonts on it were all traditional Chinese characters written with a brush, all written vertically from right to left. Fang Xiu looked at the upper right corner of one of the newspapers, and the year was written from right to left - the 25th year of the Republic of China.