Chapter Twenty-Eight: Poor Treasury!

Mrs. Cai didn't have much say after all, and their team began to turn back in the direction of Qixian.

If nothing else, we will be able to reach Xiaoxi Village in a month.

Time flies, and it is seven days in the blink of an eye.

In the evening of this day, Wen Hao, Guan Yu and Zhang Da and Zhang Er, a total of 19 people, finally stood at the gate of Qixian County.

At this moment, they were dressed like yellow turban soldiers.

There was no way, in order to be able to smoothly blend into the county seat of Qixian County, Wen Hao and Guan Yu directly grabbed a lone team on the way.

Looking at the city wall of Qixian County, which was several zhang high, Wen Hao frowned.

This is his first time in Qixian County,

He thought it was an adobe wall, but he didn't expect the fortifications to be far beyond his imagination.

Now there are people and soldiers wearing yellow scarves coming and going, and it is not as easy as imagined to find their parents.

"Let's go!"

Wen Hao looked at the yellow turban soldiers coming and going at the city gate and said.

"By the way, Zhang Da and Zhang Er, you two find a way to get out of the city gate, as long as you see my father and mother, you will immediately find a way to send me a message!"

Just as he was about to take a step, Wen Hao stopped again.

"Yes, my lord!" Zhang Da Zhang Er nodded.

Along the way, they found that the Yellow Turban Army had no order at all and no military discipline at all.

There are conscription squads everywhere, and no one knows anyone.

As long as they don't go too far, there's no problem at all with the city gates.

Then Wen Hao straightened his face, and walked straight to the gate of Qixian County with Guan Yu and other fifteen small soldiers.

Sure enough, things were as Wen Hao expected, and the Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the city gate did not stop them.

Not only that, but the soldier first smiled at Wen Hao and the others, and then showed a look of envy.

"Which centurion's subordinates are the team that just entered, they seem to be the real elite!"

One of the soldiers looked at the backs of Wen Hao and the others and let out a sound of admiration.

"Such an elite must be the handsome's personal soldiers, if you look at their momentum, and then look at the subordinates of other centurions, the singer is not a grade!"

There's no way, Wen Hao, Guan Yu and the dozen or so soldiers are all walking in a tiger's style.

Especially Guan Yu, as long as he glances at it, he knows that this person's strength is extraordinary.

Compared to the old, weak, sick and disabled of other squads, they are simply the elite of the elite.

After entering the city, Wen Hao and the others immediately dispersed according to the plan.

The purpose of this visit was to find parents and nothing else, so it was best to spread out.

It was already evening, and their group could take advantage of the darkness to move.

However, a few hours later, Wen Hao and the others got together again.

More than a dozen of them have quietly searched the entire Qixian county, and they have not found any trace of Wen Hao's father and mother at all.

"Big brother, the county seat of Qixian County is not small, and it is difficult to find uncles and aunts close to a dozen of us, so it is better to find an opportunity to completely blend into the Yellow Turban Army, and maybe you can get some news from the inside!"

At this time, Guan Yu spoke.

If Wen Hao's father and mother were really taken in by the Yellow Turban, they would definitely not appear on the street at will, and maybe they would be sent on a mission.

Hearing this, Wen Hao nodded.

Guan Yu's method is really good.

I looked up at the moonlight, and it was almost hour.

"In that case, let's make plans tomorrow morning, and I'll rest tonight and I'll go out with Yun Chang to do some business!" Wen Hao settled the remaining soldiers.

"Yes, lord!" Xiao Liu hurriedly stood up.

Because of his cleverness, he is now about to become the squad leader of these dozen half-year recruits.

After repeated admonitions, Wen Hao and Guan Yu disappeared into the moonlight.

When Wen Hao came, he thought about it, and it was not enough to find his parents and take them away.

The only way to increase the number of people now is to find a large amount of silver for a big summon.

For this, when he and Guan Yu were looking for their father, they had already inquired about the direction of the Yellow Turban Army's silver treasury by the way.

"Big brother, wait a minute, will we kill it directly?" Guan Yu clenched his fists excitedly in the night.

The reason why he was hunted down everywhere was because he offended the Yellow Turban Marshal, and now he was naturally excited when he heard that Wen Hao was going to make trouble for the Yellow Turban Army.

"Act when the opportunity arises!" Wen Hao's eyes also flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

If it weren't for the Yellow Turban bandits causing trouble everywhere, how would he be forced to find another development in a no-man's land?

Even the two Yellow Turban Daoists almost killed his parents, and he would not show mercy to this point.

Besides, Wen Hao is a traverser, and now that he has a summoning system, the rules and regulations of the Han Dynasty can't restrain him at all.

Now that I killed a few Yellow Turban soldiers, I didn't have the slightest fluctuation in my heart.

After half a pillar of incense, Wen Hao and Guan Yu had already touched the place where the county silver vault was located.

Looking at the small soldiers patrolling back and forth, Guan Yu quietly floated over like a gust of wind.

Poof!

The last two soldiers of a patrol team fell silently.

There is no way, although Guan Yu is still young and only has about twenty years of skills, he can't beat Zhang Jiao and others for the time being.

But that doesn't mean he can't solve these Yellow Turban soldiers who have no internal strength.

That's it, all the way!

An hour later, Wen Hao and Guan Yu had already arrived at the silver vault.

The heavy iron lock was chopped open by Wen Hao's knife.

This knife is the illusion of Wen Hao's universal hoe, and it is not a problem at all to sharpen iron like clay and open this lock.

Squeak!

The door of the silver vault slowly opened, and a musty smell came to my face.

After settling down, Wen Hao looked at it again, and a deep disappointment was written on his face.

I saw that there was no huge amount of silver in the silver vault, and it was only a few hundred taels when it was full, and the rest were some copper coins.

"Big brother, are these enough!" Looking at Ku Yin, Guan Yu spoke.

He looked calm, not excited by the sight of Silver.

However, he looked at the ghost-headed big knife that suddenly appeared in Wen Hao's hand with interest.

"Make do with it first!" Wen Hao shook his head.

This time, he didn't want to summon those half-year recruits, so the amount of silver he needed was astronomical.

"By the way, Yun Chang, I'll get you a weapon to take advantage of after I go out this time, so that you won't be controlled everywhere!"

As if feeling Guan Yu's gaze, Wen Hao added again.

"Thank you, big brother, thank you, big brother!" At first glance, Guan Yu was as happy as a child.

Guan Yu is older than Wen Hao, but since Wen Hao saved Guan Yu's life and showed a series of miracles, Guan Yu has completely become Wen Hao's younger brother.

Now that he heard that Wen Hao was going to get him a weapon to take advantage of, he was really excited.

In this way, the two of them got busy.....

At the same time, at the head of Xiaoxi Village, Wen Hao's father and mother finally stood in front of their house that had been burned to the ground.

"Alas, alas, alas, came back, but unfortunately the home is gone!"

Wen Hao's father's eyes were filled with tears.

In a short period of time, a good home has become like this, and this old farmer who has lived for most of his life can't accept it at all.