The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou followed the shopkeeper to the backyard of the bank.

There is a side door to the back yard.

She couldn't help being cautious.

The shopkeeper saw Wei Rou's cautiousness, and smiled apologetically, "Ma'am, don't worry, the master is waiting for you in the underground bank."

Wei Rou was taken aback.

"Your boss knows that I'm here for the underground bank?"

She thought back on what she said just now, and indeed she never revealed her reason for coming.

How did that person know her purpose?

So she stared at the shopkeeper, examining her face.

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hands: "The villain doesn't know anything, it's what the boss said!"

Wei Rou snorted coldly.

"Your boss is interesting. Lead the way."

On the way, Wei Rou couldn't help but start to guess the identity of this person.

Thinking to no avail.

She could count on her fingers the people she knew in the whole capital, but she didn't remember meeting the owner of Hengtai Bank.

Besides, she also came up with a sudden thought today, why did she look at this person as if she expected her to come and was prepared?

Along the way, Wei Rou harbored doubts.

Go out through the side door, the back door is a secluded alley, no one can be seen.

And there was a sedan chair parked at the door.

The shopkeeper stopped and bowed, "Madam, please get on the sedan chair."

Wei Rou: ...

And carefully arranged a sedan chair?

Doubts abound.

She frowned: "Can't walk over?"

The shopkeeper coughed lightly: "My boss has ordered that my wife is a woman, and this place is still some distance away from the underground bank. It is not easy for my wife to be tired, so I specially arranged this sedan chair."

Wei Rou was speechless and sat in the sedan chair silently.

Wen Qing and Wu Jiang also looked inexplicable, walking on both sides of the sedan chair in surprise, looking around vigilantly, and they could react immediately if any accident happened.

Fortunately, nothing happened along the way.

This underground bank is just like the name, it is really built underground.

The entrance is also extremely hidden.

Wei Rou opened the sedan chair curtain and took a few glances, and saw the sedan chair stopped in front of a private house.

To be more precise, this is not a private house, but a righteous village.

Wei Rou stepped off the sedan chair, feeling a gust of wind blowing.

There was dead silence all around.

The white flag of Yizhuang was folded in half, and it was still hanging in the air. The flag fluttered in the wind, showing a bit of ghost.

Wei Rou shuddered subconsciously.

Seeing this, she said in a low voice, "Madam."

Wei Rou shook her head, "I'm fine."

The shopkeeper took out a ferret cape from nowhere and handed it to Wei Rou.

"This is specially prepared by the host for Madam."

Wei Rou's eyelids twitched.

Have you even considered this?

Wei Rou became more and more curious about the identity of this person.

Wu Jiang took the cloak from the shopkeeper, checked it carefully, and put it on for Wei Rou after finding nothing wrong.

The chill around Wei Rou dissipated a lot.

The Yi Zhuang in front of me is dilapidated, if it is not for those who are interested, they will never find out that there is a hole in it.

The shopkeeper walked to the stone pier at the door, turned the mechanism in the middle of the stone pier, and the gate of Yizhuang slowly opened.

The sight is a desolate and desolate scene.

If it is neatly organized, I am afraid it will arouse suspicion.

The shopkeeper led the way, leading Wei Rou all the way to the Yi Zhuang.

This Yizhuang is lifeless and chilly.

Wei Rou had a cloak on her body, but she never felt cold.

She watched the shopkeeper step into the hall of Yizhuang, walked to the coffin in the middle, and bent down to touch the mechanism.

Not long after, there was movement.

I saw the coffin board moving slowly, opening a hole.

The shopkeeper looked at Wei Rou: "Madam, this way please."