In the next few days, he ran around with the lawyer, and Fang Xiu finally successfully inherited this astronomical inheritance. However, after paying the tax, Fang Xiu found that he had nothing but obtained two scary real estates with high valuations.

The cash left by Wang Hao was gone after tax deductions, and it seemed that he had already calculated it.

The mansion on Xinhe Road, Haigang District is actually a cultural relics protection point. The inheritance of the estate is a little simpler, but it is even more difficult to sell it. Fang Xiu walked around and found that he still had the original deposit of more than 100,000 yuan, and there was no more.

The only thing worthy of gratitude is that the rent on the entire 17th floor of Hongxuan Building is more than 900,000 yuan per month. Fang Xiu can receive it from next month. He jumped from a hard-working worker to an existence who does nothing and earns one million a month.

But that must be at least next month. At least Fang Xiu is still riding the broken electric car and wearing a T-shirt that costs dozens of yuan a piece.

After completing the procedures, Fang Xiu decided not to rent the house here and moved directly to the mansion under his name.

Fang Xiu invited a moving company, but there was actually nothing to move, so he didn't want most of the things. However, even so, Fang Xiu's clothes, miscellaneous items, daily necessities, electrical appliances, and books with two bookshelf stuffed together, the things were still quite a lot. There was no one living in the house for a year, and many things were no longer used.

Fang Xiu's landlord is a thin woman in her forties, a little mean. When Fang Xiu first came here to work, he was often chased by this local landlord to pay the rent. Every time he collected the rent, he liked to show off in front of him how rich his family was and how powerful his husband was.

"Why not rent it? It's not that the boss was fired!" The landlord had mean lips, wearing slippers and holding his chest with his hands, looking at Fang Xiu.

"I'm getting rich, move to the Harbour District." Fang Xiu watched the things being moved into the car by the moving company bit by bit, and chatted with the landlord in a mess, although he didn't like talking to the landlord.

"Oh, what's the fortune you made!" The landlord sneered and looked up and down at Fang Xiu.

"Inherited a legacy, one billion!"

Fang Xiu finished speaking lightly, and then took out a newly printed business card. It was printed when he went to Hongxuan Building to 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 handle it all, including a series of troublesome matters with the property company and the agency company. He helped Fang Xiu complete it. Of course, the money collected was not cheap.

"You can contact us more in the future."

Fang Xiu put the business card in the landlord's hand, then got in the car and left.

"Tsk, I believe you will have a ghost!"

Fang Xiu brags about this, and the landlord doesn't believe it at all, but seeing him having the attitude of sending a business card, the landlord is skeptical. After reading it, his face showed an incredible look: "No, this poor worker has really turned over?"

Haigang District, you can tell from the name that this is a port area near the seaside in Weigang City, close to the sea, the air environment is very good, and it is also the most prosperous generation in Weigang City.

The history of Xinhe Road is said to date back more than a hundred years ago and was in the era of feudal dynasty. When you pass here, you can see huge maple trees falling leaves on the roadside. A wide road leads directly to the distance. The terrain here is relatively high, and you can even 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 buildings, as well as the Children's Palace, libraries and primary and secondary schools. The environment is very quiet and beautiful. The mansion inherited by Fang Xiu is just around 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 seems to have been renovated many times.

The big trees in the courtyard are as paved as a cover, but they are covered with weeds, walls, cracks in stone roads, and under the steps.

When Fang Xiu arrived here, it was evening. I don’t know why I looked over. It was different from what Fang Xiu saw in the morning before, it looked like a haunted house.

"There will be no ghosts in this place, right?" Two young men from moving companies looked at the house and chatted with each other as they entered and exited.

Fang Xiu was standing in the courtyard and watching the small building. The red sunset was setting and the evening breeze was bleak. The reflection of the huge house was projected in the yard, as if there were ghosts, and the feeling was extremely gloomy.

After the moving company moved the things, it was already dark. The two of them immediately got in the car and ran away, as if they really regarded Fang Xiu’s new home as a ghost house.

Fang Xiu scoffed at it and did not believe their nonsense at all. In other words, after the incident of Monster Killer and Undocumented Time Traveler, Fang Xiu's ability to accept such strange events has reached a very high level.

"Tsk, if there are really ghosts, I will be XXX for male ghosts, and I will be X and then X for female ghosts!"

Fang Xiu locked the gate of the yard, stepped through the gravel road, and walked into his new home. He had already asked someone from the cleaning company to clean it up. All the lights were on, and the huge glass chandeliers on the top burst into beautiful light.

Unlike the outside that looks full of age, the decoration inside is completely modern, with a very large hall, connecting the first and second floors.

A long corridor leads from the left to the right. The windows are large floor-to-ceiling glass windows and the floors are made of wooden. It looks like it is unknown why, Fang Xiu suddenly remembered the church.

The mahogany stairs rotated upwards and dragged a long way. The room on the second floor can be seen directly in the hall. Fang Xiu's bedroom is on the second floor, the master bedroom. There are many portraits hanging 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. In the collection cabinets on the walls, valuable porcelain, Buddha statues, incense burners and rare ancient books. However, Fang Xiu does not know much about these works of art and does not know the specific value.

Fang Xiu is so old and has never lived in such a house. This can definitely be called a luxury house.

Fang Xiu turned on the TV and lay on the sofa and felt everything. He didn't want to do anything, because his dream was to make money and make more money. He didn't need to be too much. It was not to let himself squander at will. Fang Xiu did not have the habit of spending money.

But you can avoid worrying about spending money, you can do whatever you want, travel around the world, and buy whatever you want.

Fang Xiu originally imagined that if he could achieve this goal in his thirties, he would have been lucky enough to achieve it. But now, in just a few days, he achieved it, just like a dream, which made Fang Xiu feel unreal.

What made Fang Xiu even more confused was that he didn’t know what he should do? He didn’t know what he would do next, as if he had lost his goal in his life.

"I should set a goal for myself, a goal that is so high-end that I can't imagine, enough to spend my whole life pursuing."

Fang Xiu stood up and decided to sort out the things he had moved over. The most important thing was that Fang Xiu needed to find a place to hide the extraordinary items. This was his trump card and also a very dangerous item.

Fang Xiu found some hidden rooms in the room, including the empty rooms on the third floor and the hidden small attic, the cloakroom and study on the second floor, the garage and the debris room on the first floor. Fang Xiu tried to find the most hidden rooms and places.

When I cleaned up the debris room in the corner of the first floor, Fang Xiu took out some brooms and dustpans inside and looked around. This debris room looked a bit old, and the top and walls were renovated, but the hardwood floor under my feet looked different in style.

Fang Xiu usually pays attention to some details, just like he likes to remember things. He found that when he stepped on the edge, he made a thud sound, with a hollow smell.

"Is there room below?" Fang Xiu's face showed a curious look, and he suddenly thought of the secret room.

Fang Xiu immediately took out the physics holy sword he had seen before from the empty garage and pried open the floor. Fang Xiu saw the stone slab below, and some of the stone slabs were pushed away. I wonder if anyone 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 from outside, but rather to prevent the existence inside from running out.

Fang Xiu pushed open the stone slab and saw a passage below. It was a dark passage. The secret passage led all the way to the ground. It looked very deep. It was completely made of green stone bricks. It looked ancient and full of moldy smell. It should have existed for quite a while.

"What kind of secret room is this? It looks too old!"

Fang Xiu felt a little cunning, so he went up and took out a huge hand from the box, and after he incorporated it into his hands, he slowly walked down with a crowbar, while his other hand was holding a flashlight to illuminate the road leading to the lower part.

The blue bricks covered the feet and sides of their feet, and the air was filled with a rotten 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 are two rooms on the inside of the secret room, with an iron door on it and a small window open. The small window is not enough for people to pass through, and it is sealed with iron bars, and you can directly see the scene inside.

Fang Xiu shines the flashlight through the small window, and inside, he sees a cold bed made of bricks.

This scene made Fang Xiu feel like this place is like a prison, and everything here reveals a strange and gloomy smell.

"What is it for? When was it built?"

Fang Xiu raised the flashlight and shone it at the top of the secret room hall. He also saw corrupt wires and old light bulb and light caps, but this line must have been no longer used. On the forehead side of the secret room, there was a yellow wooden table and an old wooden chair.

There was a layer of newspaper covering the table, which was yellow and dark. The fonts on it were all traditional Chinese characters written in a brush, all of which were written vertically, from right to left.
Chapter completed!