After confirming that these account books are still there, Fan Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was not as nervous as before.

After all, these things are related to his wealth and life. If he is accidentally stolen, the consequences may be unimaginable!

After confirming that the account book is still there, he restored these agencies one by one to ensure that there was no flaw in everything.

His eyes swept across the table and bookshelf, nodded with satisfaction, and muttered to himself with some satisfaction: "I'm afraid even if a thief tries to break in, it will be difficult to find this hidden mechanism..."

These are all carefully designed by him, and they are traps every layer.

The candlesticks outside look particularly inconspicuous among the precious calligraphy and paintings, and ordinary thieves would not notice it.

Even if someone really noticed and opened the first mechanism and found a secret lattice, the tens of thousands of taels of silver hidden inside would make him mistakenly think that this was his small treasury, and chose to take away the money directly. It is unlikely that he would have the intention to study whether there would be a deeper mechanism in this secret lattice.

No one would have guessed that there would be something more important than these silver notes hidden in this small secret compartment.

He felt relieved, and walked out of the study with his hands behind his back with his head raised his chest, intending to see where the little thief who broke into the mansion was.

But he obviously didn't realize that someone would watch this scene completely and remember it in his mind.

Du Bai must also admit that this guy is indeed quite careful and can think about it for such a long time. Unfortunately, he still couldn't defend himself from having the magical power to directly peek into people's hearts.

However, although he had already known the whereabouts of the account book, he did not rush to go out. Instead, he transformed himself into this dream. He first imitated Fan Yilin's movement just now, rotated the candlestick to open the secret grid, and then reached into the secret grid and groped for a while.

Soon, my fingers touched an inconspicuous bulge inside. If I hadn't been looking for it intentionally, it might be easy to ignore it.

After pressing it, the bottom of the secret wall was indeed opened to reveal the account books.

He picked up one of them and looked through it in his hand. Because these are all manifestations in Fan Yilin's memory, they may not be completely clear. Some places are as blurred as looking at flowers in the fog, while others are quite clear.

Some are the money that someone respects me at a certain time, while others frame others...

Just the words revealed made Du Bai feel a little shocked and couldn't help but frown on his eyebrows and think.

"Corruption, accepting bribes, forgery, using power for personal gain, forcing robbery, and even using inferior products to the palace as good as good to seek huge profits..."

Deceive the emperor and hide it from him!

These crimes are enough for them to eat a pot!

If these can be presented as evidence, it will be enough to ruin the Fan family. Even if Fan Xuewen is the governor, he will not be able to change this fact at all.

Du Bai was a little surprised at how the Fan family had such a courage to do something, and had the face to record these dirty things in detail, as if they were proudly writing about their heroic deeds, which was a bit difficult to understand.

But these reasons are no longer very important.

These are their fatal points!

Thinking of this, his figure flashed and left the dream, and he planned to find out these books in reality immediately.

At this moment, Fan Yilin in the dream felt something was wrong, as if he heard some movement in the study room. He turned around and took a look. At one glance, he saw that his carefully designed mechanism was actually opened. One of the account books fell to the ground, as if someone had turned it over, and he was shocked...

...

In reality, Du Bai slowly opened his eyes, withdrew his hand, and turned to the old monk behind him: "I already know where the evidence is placed!"

The monk did not look surprised at all, just nodded: "It's so good."

It seems that there is no intention to stop him.

"Aren't you from Fan Yilin's group?" Du Bai couldn't help asking curiously.

The monk shook his head: "I am a monk. As I said before, Mr. Fan and I are just helping each other, but if Mr. Fan is indeed a wicked person, then I will not continue to stay here."

Du Bai nodded thoughtfully: "Then come here together and show you the evidence."

The two left Fan Yilin's room and soon arrived at the entrance of the study room in the dream.

When he pushed open the door, the dress in the study was exactly the same as in the dream. Whether it was a heavy candlestick on the table or the bookshelf, it confirmed the dream.

Du Bai walked to the table and reached out to aim at the candlestick. Although it was not physical, he turned it more easily with mana instead.

As the sound of the operation of the machine sounded, the dark square behind the bookshelf really appeared.

The purpose of opening it is a stack of silver notes, which seems to be more than in the dream, but this is naturally not his purpose.

After pressing the deep mechanism, after the four account books appeared, Du Bai stretched out his hand and put them in his hands.

"These are evidences, let's show you, don't help the evil again."

He threw one of them to the old monk.

The monk took the account book and quickly read it roughly. When his eyes swept through several pages, he obviously changed a little. Finally, he closed his eyes and whispered "Amitabha"...

There seemed to be a bit heavy in his tone.

Afterwards, he returned the account book to Du Bai and chanted in a low voice: "It seems that Mr. Fan is not a good person. I am wrong this time, and I will leave this place of right and wrong tonight."

"Well, it seems that you are not stubborn." Du Bai nodded, "Although Fan Yilin looks very gentleman on the surface, he is actually narrow-minded and vengeful. You should be careful not to be retaliated after you leave."

But this is just a casual statement. This monk's strength cannot be underestimated. He can live several moves with him and his cultivation will probably be upward for about three or four hundred years. If he does not use the power of Buddha's bones, it may be difficult to defeat the other party.

Moreover, this monk seemed to be a lonely man, and it was difficult to find traces. Even if Fan Yilin wanted to find the other party, it would be difficult.

But at this moment, some rapid footsteps and some calling sounds suddenly sounded outside, as if someone was searching for something nearby.

"Go over there and have a look!"

"It seems that there are signs of fighting here! Someone broke in?"

"Which thief who has eaten Xiongxin Leopard's courage dares to break into our Fan Mansion?! Search!"
Chapter completed!