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Zhang Yu got up in the morning, drank a bowl of porridge, and then went to knock on the door of Qiu Ming's house. The three of them entered the city and went to the gate of the prime minister's mansion.

Mr. Luo was wondering what fun to have when he went out today. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Zhang Yu walking in. Oh, this little carpenter dared to walk through the main entrance of our prime minister's mansion?

Without having to speak, the two servants behind him went up to catch Zhang Yu, and scolded him: "Zhang Yu, have you brought the money? Is it still planned to pay your life to General Qingtou!"

Qiu Ming frowned. In the mouth of this family, life was like a thrown cricket, and Mr. Luo actually looked as if he was taken for granted.

"Young Master Luo, Mr. Luo, I brought the money, I brought the money." Zhang Yu shouted with struggle.

Mr. Luo raised his eyebrows: "Let him go. Have you brought the money?" Where did this little carpenter get three hundred taels of silver?

Zhang Yu took out three big gold ingots from his arms, and the two servants widened their eyes. Mr. Luo also looked curious, it was still gold ingots, which was not something that people in the small village could take out.

"What are you two doing?" When Mr. Luo looked at Mr. Ji, his eyes were filled with disgust. How would a stinky beggar enter their prime minister's mansion?

"I am the one who lends money to Zhang Yu. As for the master next to him, he has a cricket that he wants to sell to Mr. Luo."

Mr. Luo was not interested in the borrower. Although three hundred taels were a lot, he had not seen it yet. However, someone wanted to sell crickets to him, which happened to touch his itch. He was thinking about where to get another cricket.

Otherwise, if others invite him to fight, wouldn’t he have to admit defeat? He is a dignified Mr. Luo and his father is the prime minister. How could he admit defeat?

"Cricket? Take it out and let me see. If it's really good, I won't lose you." These two people were obviously empty-handed, where is the Cricket?

Jigong reached into his arms and took out a cricket from it. The cricket lay on his palm, with no intention of jumping. If the tentacles were not moving, they would probably think it was dead.

Mr. Luo was furious: "Bold, is this a wilted guy here to make me enjoy this guy?"

The two servants also glared at Jigong, but no one was willing to do it, thinking Jigong was too dirty.

"Monk, I, a cricket, can even fight chickens. If you don't know the goods, then I will leave." Jigong said slowly.

"Wait a minute, what did you say just now? You cricket can even fight chickens? Joke, I have never heard of it. Crickets can fight chickens! If this is true, I bought you crickets for 500 taels. If you are a entertainment student, then I will also ask you to know what will happen if you anger me!"

Mr. Luo didn't believe this at all. It happened that he was free today, so Zhang Yu had no excuse to beat him. He would not let go of the three people he had come to the door to find to get the three people he drew, including the boy who lent money to the little carpenter.

Qiu Ming and the other two followed Mr. Luo into the mansion. He found that Jigong always looked in one direction, with a little solemn look in his eyes. What danger is there to Jigong?

When he arrived at a garden, Mr. Luo sat on a stool and called a servant: "Go and get a chicken from the kitchen."

The servant ran away, and soon, he came in with a roast chicken. The kitchen of the prime minister had prepared food every hour.

Mr. Luo was furious: "I want a live chicken, a live chicken, a big rooster!"

Jigong stopped the clerk: "It just so happens that I want a cooked chicken." As he said that, he grabbed the roast chicken, reached out to tear off a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Mr. Luo glanced at Mr. Ji, Humph, now you will eat it, and you will be spit out after a while!

Qiu Ming shook his head and refused the roast chicken handed over by Jigong. There was clearly a black handprint from Jigong on the roast chicken!

The servant quickly grabbed a big rooster from the kitchen. Mr. Luo glanced at Jigong: "Hey, where is your cricket, hurry up and feed the chicken."

The two servants who followed Mr. Luo cooperated to make a laugh. Crickets fought with roosters. This stinky monk must be stupid in chanting scriptures!

Just so happen, even if you endure the nausea, you will beat the stinky monk to make Mr. Luo happy.

Jigong's oily hand wiped his torn clothes directly, took out the cricket from his arms, threw it on the ground, looking like he was really feeding a chicken.

Mr. Luo was already thinking about how to teach this stinky monk a lesson in a while. Zhang Yu and the boy sitting beside him all had to teach him a lesson. How dare you come and play this guy? Humph!

Zhang Yu pulled Qiu Ming's sleeve: "Brother Qiu, is that cricket good for Master?" He regretted it now. He should have left after he had lost money just now.

But Qiu Ming didn't leave even the money he lent to him, so why did he have the nerve to leave? Alas, when you get beaten up later, you should be beaten for them a few more times.

Qiu Ming looked like an old god: "Don't panic, believe in Senior Brother Daoji. He said that the cricket could beat a rooster, then he would definitely beat a rooster. If he said that this cricket could beat a human, I believe it!"

Zhang Yu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Is it good to fight crickets that can beat roosters, which is against nature. If you say that poisonous insects can beat chickens, it is possible, but how is this kind of cricket possible?

Yesterday I thought you were just bragging, but I didn’t know that you really let crickets fight roosters today!

The cricket fell on the ground and suddenly became energetic. The rooster walked around the ground in the garden. When he saw the cricket, he instinctively stretched out his neck to peck.

Mr. Luo raised his hand and was about to slap the table and roar, but he saw the cricket jumping out of his spiritual orifice and avoiding the dead rooster's mouth.

Huh? The cricket jumped very high, and it didn't seem to be depressed at all. Zhang Yu also widened his eyes, and the cricket actually jumped away! The rooster pecked three times in a row, but the cricket easily avoided it.

Mr. Luo was overjoyed. This cricket is good, very good. Oh, it would be a pity if such a good cricket was eaten by a chicken!

Just as Mr. Luo was about to speak and let someone catch the rooster, he saw the cricket jumping suddenly and jumping onto the rooster's head. The rooster immediately shook his head, trying to throw the cricket off, but the cricket actually bit the rooster's cockscomb.

Mr. Luo was also disbelief at this moment. He saw something. When the rooster shook his head, it actually bleeded. A cricket bit the rooster's comb and bleeded!

The rooster was yelling and running around in the garden, looking very panicked. Except for Jigong and Qiu Ming, everyone was open and speechless, which seriously challenged their cognition.

The cricket jumped off the rooster's head, and the rooster ran away with flapping its wings. The cricket actually defeated the rooster!
Chapter completed!