My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
401

"Mr Fanming, right? How do you see that this young woman's symptoms are those of the soul coming out of the body?"

Lu Zijia smiled slightly and looked at Master Fan Ming and asked.

Mr. Fanming did not seem to have expected Lu Zijia to ask that. He frowned slightly before saying, "Xuan Dao, only a magician who has practiced Xuan Dao knows about it. Even if this master were to explain it, the common man could not understand it."

His short words were: You don't understand even after I say it.

The smile on Lu Zijia's face deepened, "Unfortunately, I happened to be practicing Xuan Dao. However, I do not see that this young lady is suffering from a soul outside of the body, so I would like to seek advice from Master Fanming. "

Mr. Fanming felt a little uneasy in his heart, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry, this master is unwilling to accept disciples."

After Mr. Fanming said this, he changed the subject, "Little friend, let's return the medicine to this destined friend! This is life, and this little friend doesn't want to kill a living life indirectly, right? "

The moment Master Fanming's voice fell, the crowd that witnessed the excitement around him immediately followed suit.

"That's right, if you want to ask Master Fanming to give you some advice, then you should wait when he's free!"

"Not now that the little girl is waiting for medicine to save her life, if it's too late, the little girl's life is gone, can you accompany her!"

"Mr Fanming said that he won't accept disciples, can you force Mr Fanming to fail?"

"This person is right, I don't know the severity."

As the crowd of spectators spoke, the short-haired girl also became anxious, "I beg you to return the medicine to me, I am still young, I really don't want to die!"

And his father only had one daughter, if he died, what should his father do!

Lu Zijia shook her head, "The powder that Master Fanming took out is not medicine. Hormones that excite the brain, if the hormone content is too high will stimulate the brain and accelerate brain aging. Judging by the amount of hormone he has just added to the water, if you drink a bowl of this hormone, your life expectancy is at least ten years shorter. Attention, the life span is short at least ten years, and the highest may be twenty years or even fifty years. "

As soon as Lu Zijia's words came out, everyone present was shocked.

"This, how is it possible, are hormones so powerful? Even if it was truly hormonal, Mr. Fan Ming did not pour too much now. How can it be so serious?"

"Right, this fellow must have been chosen by Master Fanming, so he came out to destroy it."

"If this is the case, it'll be overkill."

"Yes, Mr. Fanming did not ask for money from the little girl. How could he be a liar?"

"Yes, this guy must be jealous of that little girl, so he deliberately said something scary."

Mr. Fan Ming, who was still a little confused in his heart, immediately became calm after seeing so many people defending him.

"Little friend, you can't talk nonsense. This master and this destined little friend had never met before today, so how could they have such evil thoughts to hurt him?"

Mr. Fanming shook his head, it seemed like he could do nothing against Lu Zijia's mischief.

Lu Zijia did not immediately respond to Master Fanming's words, but turned to the audience.

"If it were a regular hormone, it would naturally not be so harmful, but if it were specially created and compressed, it would be different."

Speaking, Lu Zijia looked at the short-haired girl, "You said you've been in a daze a lot recently, and you'll forget the dazed memories, right?"

The short-haired girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, it's been almost a week."

“In addition, do you still feel tired and can not expend energy?” Lu Zijia asked again.

The short-haired girl was surprised and nodded again, "Yes."

"How do you know?" The short-haired girl was confused and could not help but ask.

Lu Zijia smiled slightly, "Didn't I just talk about it, I have also practiced Xuan Dao. As for why you did this, it was because you were given a spell, but the person who gave you a spell was not capable enough, so could only give you another medicine. "

"Such drugs can make your body feel tired, so you can be more affected by the spell. Just now, Master Fanming will give you a special hormone drink, the goal is to get quick results. "

"Mantra? Give medicine?"

The short-haired girl was surprised, her voice stammered, "I, why didn't I realize it?"

Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows, "Did she not notice it, or was it ignored by you?"

"Omong empty!"

Master Fan Ming, who was ignored by Lu Zijia, suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two, and said with a stern face:

"Little friend, even if you have been practicing the profound way for several years, this master has been renovating and practicing for over 30 years. How can you compare it to several years of exercise? Furthermore, according to your statement, didn't this master let this destined friend prescribe a spell? Before today, his master had never seen this fated friend. Why did his master hurt him? "

A few onlookers who were moved by Lu Zijia suddenly turned to Master Fan Ming.

"Yes, Mr. Fanming doesn't even know this little girl, how could he hurt this little girl?"

"That's right, Mr. Fanming still doesn't collect money, how could he mysteriously injure people?"

"Little girl with long hair, you don't look too big. Even if you have truly practiced Xuan Dao, it is definitely not as good as Master Fanming. You may be wrong."

"Yes, long-haired little girl, you can give the medicine back to the little girl. The little girl is waiting for help!"

Listening to the spectators, Master Fanming regained confidence in his heart, and scorn flashed in his eyes.

Lu Zijia did not speak anymore, and handed the ceramic bowl in her hand to the man behind her, then suddenly raised her hand and swayed several times in front of the short-haired girl.

Everyone did not know what he was doing, when he saw his white hand suddenly adding a small yellow paper figure cut from the yellow talisman paper.

Everyone, "??!" What's up? !

Everyone was in confusion, but Master Fanming made his pupils tighten, and the shock on his face was obvious.

"This little paper human is the source of your spell. Think about who suddenly patted your back seven days ago."

Not waiting for the short-haired girl to think carefully, Lu Zijia tore the little yellow man off the middle again, revealing a strand of hair inside.

"It's your hair. If you don't believe me, you can take him to the hospital for a DNA test.

As for the leftover medicine in your body, I suggest you go to the hospital and find a doctor to check it out and get it done for you. "

The girl with short hair foolishly reached out and took her minions and hair, the horror in her heart could not be soothed for a long time.

He remembered that when he walked past the library at school seven days ago.

Suddenly there was a gay student who did not know him, and he patted his back, when he turned his head, the gay student said that he had admitted to the wrong person.

He didn't think there was anything at the time, but now when I think about it, he suddenly felt a kind of creepy feeling.

The spectators who were initially a little surprised, watched the short-haired girl's reaction change, and were inevitably surprised.

Can't it really be hit by a long-haired girl? !

If that's true, then, Master Fanming, isn't it a parallel import master?

In an instant, the gazes of the spectators who saw Master Fanming were filled with strangeness and exploration.

Sensing a suspicious look at him, Master Fanming's face was slightly ugly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just his trick. The little yellow man was something he prepared himself. He intentionally caused trouble. Don't trust him. What is the reputation of this master, I'm sure everyone here knows as well, and whenever this master does not raise money, so, do you still doubt the kindness of this master? "

When Master Fanming said that, the crowd of spectators were shaken again, and they did not know who to trust for a while.

Lu Zijia looked at Master Fanming with a smile, "You said I prepared this henchman?"

"certain."

Mr. Fanming replied without hesitation, but in his heart, he was a little confused for no reason.

"But why do I feel, there's Master Fanming's breath in the Minions?"

The arch of Lu Zijia's mouth gradually widened, “And I'm pretty sure that the little yellow man has your fingerprints, Master Fanming. Just now, Master Fanming, you said that this lackey was prepared by me. If you find your fingerprint there, how do you explain it? If Mr Fanming doesn't have a ghost in your heart, how dare you go to the hospital for a joint examination? If I misread it, how about I kneel down and apologize to you in public? "

"Oh, right."

Suddenly, Lu Zijia seemed to think of something, and pointed to the ceramic bowl held by the man behind her.

Following what Lu Zijia said, Master Fanming's face became even more grim.

In the end, it was almost so gloomy that water trickled down.

Why did Master Fanming not expect that the great event that had been discussed for several months would be ruined at the hands of a yellow haired girl!

At this moment, he couldn't wait to cut Lu Zijia into eight pieces, so that he could pump his soul and purify his soul!

"Wait!"

Mr. Fanming gave this cruel comment to Lu Zijia, and suddenly ran away quickly.

Lu Zijia slightly ticked the corner of her mouth, did not chase, and let Master Fanming escape.

Looking at Master Fan Ming, who was quickly escaping from the desert, everyone around the audience was dumbfounded.

"Fuck up! Master Fanming is really a parallel import!"

"Damn! I admired him a lot before, but I didn't expect it to be a big parallel importer. Now I'm really like swallowing a big fly!"

"Yes, I wasn't expecting it. I saw in the circle of friends that he was very smart and I didn't expect to be cheated."

Listening to the people around him, a young man standing still among the crowd sighed sadly, and then left the crowd disappointedly.

I think there is hope, but I don't expect it to be a big liar. Fortunately, someone broke the liar, or if I invited the liar home, he wouldn't hurt his older brother.

Thinking of this, the young man looked even more lonely.