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Zhang Yu blinked his eyes and said, "Didn't he shout me not to jump into the river?" Why did this person jump into the river? Who is this person?

Qiu Ming climbed ashore from the river, looking very embarrassed. He now wanted to press Zhang Yu's head into the water and ask why this guy suddenly turned around just now!

I am here to save people, and I am going to jump into the river!

"Brother Qiu? What's the matter? "Zhang Yu looked like he was both a degenerate person.

Qiu Ming said word by word: "I'm here to save you!"

Zhang Yu then remembered that it seemed that he had heard Qiu Ming shouting that he should not jump into the river. He smiled bitterly: "Brother Qiu, why bother? I jump into the river, I have no choice but to do anything."

At this time, a lazy voice came from the side: "Oh? What's the problem? Tell me and let me listen to it."

Qiu Ming narrowed his eyes and said that Jigong was indeed there. He was very curious. Why did Jigong appear when Zhang Yu jumped into the river? He remembered that Jigong said that he wanted to save Prime Minister Luo and Master Luo.

Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at Jigong. Is this beggar a monk? Even if the monk is kind and willing to help, can he take out three hundred taels of silver?

When Jigong saw Zhang Yu's suspicious eyes, he didn't ask again, but turned to Qiu Ming: "Qiu Ming, your clothes are wet. Although the weather is very hot, it's better to have a dryer clothes."

As he said that, he slapped the broken palm fan in his hand casually. Qiu Ming felt a warm wind blowing over, and the water on his clothes evaporated quickly. In the blink of an eye, the clothes that were still watering down actually dried up!

"Thank you, Senior Brother Daoji." Qiu Ming was a little jealous, and he wanted to learn this trick.

Jigong slowly shook his palm-leaf fan and looked at Zhang Yu again. Sure enough, Zhang Yu looked surprised.

"Master, save me." Zhang Yu knelt down to Jigong in a flash.

Qiu Ming was furious. I fell into the river to save you, but now I am going to ask Jigong for help? Well, Jigong's move is really shocking for ordinary people.

"Get up first, talk about your affairs, and see if the monk can help you." Ji Dao waved his slap, and Zhang Yu couldn't help but stand up.

Zhang Yu was very surprised. This master could definitely help him!

"I finished the furniture today and was about to come back, when I passed by a yard where two servants from the Prime Minister's Mansion were talking about crickets. I didn't know why, so I suddenly opened the jar containing crickets. As a result, the jar was stopped by the servants. When my hands trembled, the jar of crickets was knocked over, and then Mr. Luo's Qingtou ran away."

"Young Master Luo was very angry when he found out... If I can't give him three hundred taels of silver tomorrow, then he will kill me! Master, Master, please save me, I still have my mother in my family."

Qiu Ming reached into his arms and took out three big gold ingots from the Sumeru ring: "This is enough for you to exchange for 300 taels of silver. I will pay it to Mr. Luo. I won't go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to do carpenter work in the future."

To save people to the end, Qiu Ming would not ask Jigong to help, as that would definitely affect Qiu Ming's mission evaluation. He did not want the final mission evaluation to be only one or two stars.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth wide: "Brother Qiu, do you say you give this to me? But I can't afford it." He really wanted to take it over, but what did he pay it back?

Qiu Ming glanced at Jigong and said to Zhang Yu: "This is for you, you don't have to return it. You still have my mother at home, so you must not have the idea of ​​suicide in the future."

Zhang Yu said that he had opened the cricket jar for some reason. Could it be that Jigong was the one who did it? No wonder in the cartoon, Jigong later gave all the money for selling the cricket.

In theory, if Zhang Yu really lost someone else's cricket, it would be appropriate to lose money. Why should he touch other people's things at will in other people's house?

Of course, Mr. Luo must be too arrogant and domineering to kill someone for a cricket. Qiu Ming always felt that Zhang Yu's behavior in the cartoon was a bit strange. Will a person working in the prime minister's house not know that something cannot be touched?

If this is all done by Jigong, then it will be clear.

Jigong said at this time: "You can take what Qiu Ming gave to you, and you will pay the money to Mr. Na Luo tomorrow. The monk will accompany you and sell a cricket to Mr. Na Luo so that he will not be embarrassed with you."

"I'll accompany you too." Qiu Ming added. He also wanted to see how a cricket defeated a big rooster!

"Master, Mr. Luo lost a green-headed general. He was famous for his powerful crickets in Yingtian Mansion and had never been defeated." Zhang Yu felt that it was impossible to find a cricket that satisfies Mr. Luo, and he would take these two people there, and he might implicate them.

"It's okay, my crickets are very different." Jigong said with a smile.

"Master, where is your cricket? Can I take a look first?"

Jigong lowered his head, looked in the grass, and suddenly reached out and caught a cricket. But when the cricket struggled, he broke one of his legs.

Zhang Yu looked at Jigong with disbelief. It would be fine if you catch a cricket, but your cricket has already broken one leg. Can you beat other crickets? Do you want to sell them to Mr. Luo?

"Qiu Ming, what do you think of this cricket?"

Qiu Ming nodded: "It's very good, because it's in your hands."

Even if a person's legs are broken, Jigong can take them back, let alone a cricket.

Sure enough, Jigong covered his broken palm fan on his hand. When he took the palm fan away, the cricket's broken leg had recovered and became much more energetic than before. He looked proud and proud and made a squeaking sound in Jigong's palm.

Zhang Yu closed his eyes hard and opened them again. It was impossible. He only had one leg left just now. How could he get better now? Moreover, the cricket seemed to be bigger than before, and his body was shiny black and shiny, looking particularly heroic.

Qiu Ming looked at Jigong. This method was really enviable. He was wondering when he could do this?

The "Shangqing Da Cave True Sutra" is all-encompassing, but before it can be achieved, the essence of it cannot be understood at all, nor can it learn the various profound secret techniques above.

As for Buddhism, Qiu Ming is much worse. Since Master Liu Ruozhuo said that whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, it is essentially a kind of practice, a practice that goes against the will of heaven, then there is nothing wrong with Qiu Ming learning some Buddhist secret techniques.

Didn’t you say that you can achieve enlightenment by three thousand roads. All Qiu Ming wanted to learn was the way to use power. I don’t know if Jigong was willing to teach him these things.

"Now do you think, monk, I, isn't that powerful? Monk, I, monk, don't say, fight with other crickets, even chickens can't fight this cricket!" Jigong said with a smile.

Zhang Yu looked disbelief. Can crickets beat chickens? How is this possible!
Chapter completed!