Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

So, the fake Xia Boran walked straight to the seemingly inconspicuous little oil lamp, and then tried to turn around.

Sure enough, just listening to the sound of "Kaka", the door to the basement was opened.

The fake Xia Boran showed joy on his face, and hurriedly got into the basement.

When the fake Xia Boran saw the rare treasures and mountains of wealth in the basement, there was momentary confusion and even greed in his eyes.

Just ask a normal person to suddenly see such a huge wealth within reach.

In this world, how many people can not be tempted at all?

Fortunately, this fake Xia Boran still has a little reason.

He has not forgotten that his own life is still in the hands of others.

If you sacrifice your own life for the wealth in front of you, it is definitely not worth the loss.

You know, no matter how much money you have, if you don't have the life to spend it, it's useless.

So, the fake Xia Boran did not forget the man in black's order, and moved everything out.

Of course, Xia Boran carried out all the things in the basement by himself, and then carried them out box by box, causing the counterfeit Xia Boran to have a sore back.

And the man in black was outside, passing those box after box to the next one.

Sure enough, as the young lady expected, there are quite a lot of these things, much more than what they could get in the Progress Mansion back then.

The things that the fake Xia Boran moved out of the basement filled three big trucks.

After the fake Xia Boran moved all these things out, the fake Xia Boran was so tired that he could hardly stand up straight.

And the old farmer was sitting on the pile of straw beside him, smoking his tobacco "sizzling", watching the fake Xia Boran move in and out as if watching a play.

After the fake Xia Boran finished moving all the things, the old farmer smiled strangely again.

The fake Xia Boran has already got the things, so naturally he has no extra thoughts to deal with this strange old farmer.

Therefore, the fake Xia Boran immediately left the villa and joined the man in black.

"You did a good job today, the young master and the young lady will definitely not treat you badly."

When the man in black got those things, his cold tone was much more relaxed. Facing the fake Xia Boran, he was not as bad as before.

"Thank you, my lord. I just want to find a small place where my wife can live a peaceful life."

The fake Xia Boran smiled coyly, he didn't want to be treated badly by those masters at all, he just wanted to go far.

The fake Xia Boran got some potion, and then wiped his face carefully.

Then, some traces appeared on this fake Xia Boran's face. It turned out that his Xia Boran's face was completely made by "making".

This person is none other than Zhou Fusheng, the ventriloquist Xia Boran once found to pretend to be himself.

Zhou Fusheng was originally only proficient in ventriloquism, and he learned Xia Boran's voice so vividly.

As for the technique of disguise, it is not as superb as it is now.

Speaking of which, Zhou Fusheng has such skills, and he really needs to thank Xia Boran.

Thinking of his previous experience, Zhou Fusheng sweated for himself, and he couldn't believe that a little ventriloquist himself would cause such a murderous disaster, and his life was thrilling.

On that day, Zhou Fusheng, a ventriloquist, was simply begging for food in Kyoto.

After all, the city of Kyoto is under the feet of the emperor.