Without money, what is the point of being a traitor?

Chapter 162 Relieve Xiao Han's Burden

Captain Pei was a man of great experience, but he was still a little confused by the situation before him.

So, my money has now become two-dimensional?
Then how can I spend it?
Hou Qing looked around and saw that Captain Pei, Captain Tan Tai and others had kept a distance from each other. At this time, he also realized it belatedly and wanted to escape.

Pei Yuan has recovered by now.

This is five thousand three hundred taels!
I don’t care who you are!

Pei Yuan turned around and yelled, "Go get some men and bring my falconet over here."

Sikong Sui listened but disagreed, "Wait a minute, Qian Hu."

Pei Yuan looked at Sikong Sui, wanting to know what this guy thought.

Sikong Sui thought for a while and said, "Let Hou Qing knock on the corner of the mural with a hammer first."

Pei Yuan looked at Hou Qing.

Hou Qing understood.

He stepped forward bravely, took a closer look, then turned around and asked, "Where should I knock?"

Pei Yuan's attitude was clear, "Except for silver, I can get anything."

Hou Qing responded, then rubbed his hands, picked up the big hammer, and smashed it at the foot of the strange monk in the mural.

Hou Qing was originally a gunner in the artillery team who was responsible for carrying cannons, and he was a very strong man.

The hammer was swung with great force at this moment. With one blow, the plaster on the wall was smashed into pieces, revealing the blue bricks inside that were full of broken pieces.

Hou Qing wanted to swing the hammer again, but Sikong Sui looked at him and stopped him, "Okay, let's take a look first."

Pei Yuan saw that Sikong Sui seemed to know something, so he quickly asked, "What do you mean?"

Sikong Sui frowned and said to Pei Yuan, "Captain, if we want to vent our anger, it shouldn't be difficult to just ask Hou Qing to smash the mural."

"But if you want to get the silver back, you can't mess around."

"If this mural is destroyed, we won't be able to find our silver either."

Pei Qianhu was shocked. "So, my money was really stolen by that monk?"

Although Sikong Sui didn't understand what the second dimension was, he was very aware that Pei Qianhu's words were somewhat inappropriate.

Seeing that there were many people around, he corrected in a low voice, "Qian Hu, it's the court's money."

"Ok?"

Captain Pei was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed the topic and asked, "So, the court's money was really stolen by that monk to the second dimension?"

Sikong Sui replied, "That's about right. Judging from the current situation, the tax money from the imperial court should have been absorbed by this evil monk into the mural. If the mural is damaged, the evil monk will certainly disappear, and I'm afraid the money will also disappear from the world."

Pei Yuan suddenly felt the situation was difficult.

This is not just an ordinary 5,300 taels of silver, this is the principal of 5,300 taels!

As long as Han Qianhu's operation is not so bad, these more than five thousand taels will be enough to turn into tens of thousands of taels in Huai'an!
Tens of thousands of taels of silver, how could Pei Yuan give it up.

Pei Yuan looked at Sikong Sui, "Have you heard about the origin of this thing? Is there any way to talk to him about it?"

Sikong Sui hesitated for a moment and did not answer the first question. Instead, he said, "We are all mortals. How can we communicate with the people in the painting, let alone take out the silver?"

After hearing what Sikong Sui said, Pei Yuan felt as if someone was stabbing him in the chest again and again. He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak.

The court’s money...

Seeing Pei Yuan in a state of despair, Tan Tai Fang Tu gave him some hope, "Maybe there will be a way when Captain Han comes."

Hope suddenly rose in Pei Yuan's heart again.

Yes, there are still powerful people like Han Qianhu who have not taken action!
There is still hope for this matter. Originally, during the day, Pei Qianhu was very proud of himself and felt that Xiao Han was a little redundant.

She should be given some relief.

It seems now.

Even with her as a strong support, it still smells so good.

Just as he was thinking about it, Hou Qing, who was closest to him, suddenly pointed at a place in astonishment and shouted, "Qian Hu, look."

Pei Yuan, Tan Tai Fang Tu and others immediately looked in the direction Hou Qing pointed.

The mouse that was peeking out of the sack in the painting suddenly came to life.

Then the rat crawled out of the sack and crawled along the wall.

???

Pei Yuan stared blankly, feeling like he was watching a cartoon.

The other Jinyiwei soldiers made a lot of noise, and many of them retreated in fear.

The mouse slid across the painting to the edge of the wall, took a look, and then slid toward the dent that Hou Qing had just made.

What is this for?

Pei Yuan was wondering, and then he saw a half-foot long rat suddenly crawl out of the pit.

Even though Pei Yuan was brave, he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the mouse in the painting suddenly become real.

Then, the rats in the sack seemed to have received some signal. They crawled out one after another and then rushed towards the damaged left foot of the strange monk.

Pei Yuan immediately realized that something was wrong and shouted, "Everyone be careful!"

Before everyone could react, they saw a large number of rats crawling out of the sacks like black water, and then squeezed out of the pit, rushing towards the Jinyiwei in the yard like crazy.

The Jinyiwei were so frightened that their scalps were tingling.

The Zhenxie Qianhu Office is responsible for handling the affairs of the martial arts world, and life-and-death fights are commonplace. It can even be said that they have experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood several times.

However, the scene before them still frightened them to the point of limp legs.

Hou Qing was the closest to them. When he saw a large group of rats rushing towards him, he turned around and ran away in panic.

Pei Yuan also wanted to escape, but then he suddenly realized that there was still some silver left in the room!
If I escape now, the remaining silver will definitely be dragged to the second dimension by these rats.

If even Captain Han can’t get the money back in the future, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?
Pei Yuan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't be scared! These are just rats!"

As he said that, he took out the Bazhou knife, rushed forward and slashed wildly!
Pei Qianhu's leading role obviously had some effect. The Jinyiwei, who were already in a panic, quickly took the nearest weapons and prepared for the battle.

Tan Tai Fang Tu wanted to weaken the rat group first.

However, his energy consumption tonight was too great, and even though he pushed forward with both hands with all his strength, only a small amount of dirt and rocks were splashed.

It only slightly disrupted the rhythm of the rats' rush.

Old man Tan Tai grunted and struggled to deliver this little output, but compared to the endless stream of rats rushing towards him, it was just a drop in the bucket.

The Bazhou sword in Pei Yuan's hand was extremely sharp. He swung the sword wildly, and every blow drew a stream of blood.

In just a moment, the area in front of Pei Yuan was filled with chopped-up rat carcasses.

However, the rats seemed to be stimulated to become even more crazy, and kept rushing towards Pei Yuan.

On the mural in the distance, countless rats were trying to get out of the sack through the gap.

The waiting rats ran around everywhere, filling up the blank spaces on the mural, and they were as dark as rats crawling all over the wall.

(End of this chapter)