My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Following Zhao Ziteng's gaze, Liang Yuhua also looked at Lu Zijia, hoping to get answers from her.

Facing the worried faces of the Zhao family's mother and son, Lu Zijia touched her nose with a little guilty conscience.

I thought to myself: I seem to be playing a bit...

Lu Zijia pretended to cough twice before saying, "Actually it's nothing, it's just that he scared himself and felt that there was a demon around him, so he didn't dare to move."

After speaking, Lu Zijia spread her hands innocently, expressing her helplessness.

Suddenly realizing that Song Zixuan, who had been fooled again decisively, said, "Lu, Zi, Jia, you, actually, Ran, You, cheat, me!!!"

Word by word came out of Song Zixuan's mouth, one could imagine how mad he was at this moment.

How many times has he been frightened since he knew this woman? How many times have you been deceived!

This abominable woman is simply doing something!

Lu Zijia's bright eyes looked at him innocently, "I didn't lie to you, I just followed your words and made a joke with you."

Song Zixuan, who only felt smoke coming from his head, "!!!"

The mother and son of the Zhao family, "..."

Seeing the three of them feel guilty, Lu Zijia coughed again and pretended to be serious, "There is not much time left to save people, let's continue to work together!

Well, I kind of go back to the old house beforehand. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zijia raised his foot and walked away, regardless of whether or not the others responded.

That speed, that's called a fast!

By the time Song Zixuan reacted, everyone was already drowning in the crowd of villagers.

"Lu Zijia, you hateful woman, I want to be at odds with you!!!"

Song Zixuan couldn't control his rush to the direction that Lu Zijia was leaving, and shouted loudly.

Hearing the roar from behind, Lu Zijia's speed increased a bit.

At this moment, Lu Zijia couldn't help feeling that this life seemed much more interesting than the previous life.

No, it's quite interesting to see Song Zixuan's hapless appearance from time to time.

Thinking about what she was thinking at the moment, Song Zixuan didn't know, otherwise the boat of friendship might be overturned.

As Lu Zijia had expected, within a minute of returning to the Zhao family's old house, a warrior knocked on the Zhao family's door.

"Who are you? Is something wrong?"

Lu Zijia opened the door casually, as if he didn't notice the warrior who slipped up to the second floor from the back of the house.

There were a couple of men and women in their twenties who came knocking on the door. They knew that Lu Zijia was just a 'weak woman', so they didn't care much.

Immediately, the woman routinely turned the photo on her phone to Lu Zijia, "We're here to find something, have you seen this plant?"

When facing ordinary people, warriors will have a sense of arrogance, and the tone of questioning to Lu Zijia is neither bad nor bad.

Lu Zijia looked at the photo and found that it was taken when [Namo Buddha Lotus] was not yet mature.

"I haven't seen it. Is this a flower or a grass? Is it worth it? If I see it and tell you later, will you pay me?"

Lu Zijia looked at the two with a look of joy, and the appearance of that little money fan made the two warriors show contempt.

"It's fine if you don't see it."

After realizing that their companions upstairs had left, the two of them didn't bother to waste any more time with Lu Zijia, so they left without saying a word.

Seeing the two go away, Lu Zijia couldn't help but look disappointed.