C16 (2/2)

The crocodile in the middle of the river seemed to move again, but its eyes were abnormally firm. Moreover, there seemed to be a trace of killing intent in them. Its tone was still ancient as it asked, ”How do you know?”

Zhang Jiu said, ”You told me to ask around.” Then he looked at River Crocodile and seeing that he didn't ask any further, he continued: ”I heard that the ghost cried in the middle of the night, but then suddenly there was no sound. Some of the braver ones went to the Qiao Family Manor this morning to look for him, only to find a piece of his face in the pile of snow! It was forcefully cut off! Some people say that your Immortal Crocodile clan is going to suffer, while others say that since someone is deliberately putting on a show, then these twelve lives definitely aren't the doing of your Immortal Crocodile clan … ”

River Crocodile said, ”Does this mean that even if someone believes you, there will still be people who don't believe you?” Zhang Jiuyou nodded, but Jiang Cheng and that middle-aged man looked at each other without saying anything.

Zhang Jiu continued: ”You really should have personally listened to it. This letter and the one you didn't believe in were like two vicious dogs fighting over a piece of bone.”

The man holding the brush suddenly asked, ”What did they say?”

Zhang Youji replied, ”The letter said that your Immortal Crocodile Hall appears to be righteous and heroic, but you don't know what kind of shady business you've done behind the scenes. ”Those who don't believe it say that Chief Jiang has unparalleled martial arts skills and unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. Someone must have been jealous of Chief Jiang's fame and thus deliberately set him up!”

”Which one are you from?” asked the crocodile.

Zhang Xin put down the teacup in his hand, as if he was already full and didn't want to pour it down. He stood up and spread out his hands, ”I am the listener.”

He was indeed an Elementary Scholar. Even though he was poor, he was not stupid.

The crocodile looked at him for a long time. It did not know what it was thinking, but it suddenly smiled and nodded to the middle-aged man beside it. The man took out a heavy gold ingot from his sleeve and placed it in Zhang Jiu's hand.

Even if this person was a poor Elementary Scholar, he was unwilling to throw him away. He respected everyone.

It would make him more handsome!

Zhang Jiuyou took the gold ingot, then gave a strange, lewd smile. Now that he was rich, of course he had to go have some fun. He did not want to use this money to make more money by doing business, because doing business could cost money. As for finding a woman, he wouldn't lose anything.

Strangely, women also had the same idea in that regard.

He wouldn't lose anything.

Zhang Ye walked out of the hall in quick steps, even more anxious than before. The middle-aged man bitterly smiled. He then heard the River Crocodile say: ”Azure Dragon, what do you think?”

So this middle-aged man was one of the four protectors of the Immortal Crocodile clan, the Azure Dragon! Liu'er had heard from Xiao Lan that there were four protectors in the Immortal Crocodile Manor. They were the right-hand men of the Jiang Zhong crocodile, namely the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

The Azure Dragon was a jade-faced scholar and had read a good book. He did not like to kill people and only wanted to suppress the enemy, so his weapon was a judge's pen, and his acupuncture skills were incomparably accurate. The White Tiger was a nine foot tall strong man with a tough physique. ”The Vermillion Bird was a flirtatious and seductive beauty, sent flying by the crocodiles to find out more about her.

Before the Azure Dragon could reply, Xiao Lan rushed to say, ”There's no need to ask Uncle Azure Dragon about something like this. Someone is borrowing a knife to kill someone!”

It was only when they heard Xiao Lan's words that the crocodile finally smiled, a very gentle smile. This kind of person rarely smiled so gently.

The Azure Dragon also smiled and said, ”You're really smart. How can you borrow a knife to kill someone?”

In truth, his question was already superfluous. This was because the three of them had all thought of it. Only Liu'er had a blank expression on her face.

Xiao Lan looked at the confused Liu'er beside her. With a proud face, she said tenderly, ”If everyone believes it, then it can't be quarreled. If everyone doesn't believe it, then it can't be quarreled either.”

This logic was similar to that of a monk in a temple. All day long, he would knock the bell and worship the Buddha, and devoutly recite sutras. It was impossible for him to hit the bell and start a fight. If a few Taoists were to suddenly go into the temple and chat with the monks about the Dao, then this fight would be inevitable.