Chapter 21 (2/2)

”To the dead?”

She vaguely guessed a few points, only thought that where there was a similar homicide.

Feng Che nodded and said, ”yes, to Yizhuang.”

”Yi...” took a cool breath towards the night.

Yizhuang, the place where corpses are stored, is equivalent to a modern underground morgue. However, the conditions in ancient times were poor. Some of the corpses that have not been claimed were stored for a long time without a frozen environment. I'm afraid they are beyond recognition and stink, right?

She raises her head and then stares at Feng Che. Seeing her staring eyes and bulging cheeks, she is obviously impatient. Feng Che smiles and says, ”do you think it's so easy to earn four thousand taels of silver?”

Xiang Wan's face turned black. ”Since I'm going to Yizhuang, I need to prepare something to go to the market first.”

Feng Che is noncommittal, but still orders the coachman to turn around and go to the market.

After buying the necessary medicinal materials and tools, Chaoyang, the man in black who stopped him before, followed her all the time. Xiangtan still remembers that he stopped her before. For all the things she bought, she directly told the shopkeeper to ask the person behind to pay for them. It was clear that Chaoyang's face was extremely bad, so she felt more comfortable!

These men really think she is a soft persimmon?

Yizhuang is a little far away. Xiangwan's old wounds are not healed, and some of them are languid in the carriage. At least she is well, but these people treat her like a cow. Can they be well? If it were not for the need for money, she would not do such thankless things!

Yizhuang is at the foot of a barren mountain. It's a dark room. It's frightening to look at it.

”Do you want to go in?” To the evening slants the eye to see a side of Feng Che.