So, the fake Xia Boran walked straight towards the seemingly inconspicuous little oil lamp, and then tried to turn it around.
Sure enough, just hearing the sound of "kaka", the basement door 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 the mountains of wealth in the basement, he felt confused and even greedy for a moment.
Just ask a normal person to suddenly see such huge wealth within reach.
How many people in this world can remain unmoved?
Fortunately, this fake Xia Boran still has some sense.
He has not forgotten that his life is still in the hands of others.
If you sacrifice your own life for the wealth in front of you, it will definitely be a loss that outweighs the gain.
You know, no matter how much money you have, it will be in vain if you don’t have the life to spend it.
Therefore, the fake Xia Boran did not forget the instructions of the man in black and moved everything out.
Of course, Xia Boran moved all the things out of the basement by himself, and then carried them out box by box, which made Xia Boran's back hurt from lifting the fake ones.
The men in black were outside, picking up boxes after boxes of things.
Sure enough, as the young lady expected, there were quite a lot of these things, much more than what they had been able to find in the Jinfu Mansion.
The things that the fake Xia Boran moved out of the basement filled three large cars.
When the fake Xia Boran moved all these things out, the fake Xia Boran was so tired that he almost couldn't straighten up.
The old farmer was sitting on the straw pile nearby, smoking a dry cigarette, as if watching a play, watching the fake Xia Boran move in and out.
When the fake Xia Boran finished moving all the things, the old farmer smiled strangely.
The fake Xia Boran had already obtained the things, so naturally he had no extra thoughts to deal with this strange old farmer.
So, the fake Xia Boran immediately left the villa and met the man in black.
"You did a good job in today's affairs. The young master and the young lady will definitely not treat you badly."
After the man in black got those things, his cold tone became much more relaxed. Facing the fake Xia Boran, he was not as bad as before.
"Thank you, sir. I just want to find a small place to live peacefully for the rest of my life."
The fake Xia Boran smiled, he didn't want to be treated badly by his masters at all, he just wanted to go far away.
The fake Xia Boran got some potion and then wiped his face carefully.
Then, some marks appeared on the fake Xia Boran's face. It turned out that his Xia Boran's face was completely "made".
This person is none other than the ventriloquist Zhou Fusheng who was once recruited by Xia Boran to pretend to be himself.
Zhou Fusheng was originally only proficient in ventriloquism, and he imitated Xia Boran's voice perfectly.
As for the art of disguise, it was not as superb as it is now.
Speaking of which, Zhou Fusheng has such skills, he really has to thank Xia Boran.
Thinking of his previous experiences, Zhou Fusheng sweated for himself. He couldn't believe that a small ventriloquist could lead to such a fatal disaster. His life was thrilling.
On that day, Zhou Fusheng, a ventriloquist, was simply begging for food in the city of Kyoto.
After all, the city of Kyoto lies at the feet of the emperor.