My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
56. Face to Face 2
Lu Zijia did not care much about 'oh', and asked, "What can you do with me?"
Song Zixuan on the other side of the phone seemed to take another deep breath, trying to suppress something.
Lu Zijia just felt strange, she didn't seem to say anything annoying, did she?
Song Zixuan, why is this unlucky fellow so angry? Sure enough, that young man had a bad temper.
Song Zixuan did not know what she was thinking. If he found out, he would probably spew blood out of anger, right?
She had been calling Lu Zijia's phone since last night, but unfortunately she couldn't connect.
Thinking that he might have rested, so he did not continue fighting, but he tried to fight again this morning and still could not get through it.
After he finally got the phone number of Mu's old house, he was told that Lu Zijia did not know him and refused to listen to his call!
Except for family matters, he had always been used to going smoothly, and now he had been eaten bluntly here in Lu Zijia, and his mood was imaginable.
However, he was asking for something now, even if he felt annoyed, he had to put it down.
"What did you say yesterday, is that true?" Song Zixuan asked after taking a deep breath.
Lu Zijia held the microphone in one hand and propped up her chin in the other. He blinked confusedly, "What did I say yesterday? I talked a lot yesterday, which one do you mean?"
This poor man obviously did not fully believe his words yesterday, otherwise, he would not have come to him until now.
Of course, there are other situations.
It was that Song Zixuan did not trust his abilities and asked another master to help him finish.
The reason why he had come to see her now was because his master could not finish it? Back to look for him?
"You……!"
Song Zixuan thought that Lu Zijia was deliberately playing with him, and was so angry that she barely broke a single bit of her silver teeth.
Lu Zijia's face was full of innocence, she was not a poor roundworm, how could anyone know which sentence she meant.
"You said yesterday that the single star of my gods is artificial, is that true?"
Song Zixuan's voice suddenly became heavy, and it seemed like there was still some patience from hatred.
Lu Zijia looked at Uncle He who was trimming the flowers and plants in the garden outside through the floor-to-ceiling window, and replied casually, "I have never said this before, I have never said this before, I typed it."
Hearing that Lu Zijia had completely denied what she said, Song Zixuan immediately felt embarrassed.
However, before he became angry, he heard the second part of Lu Zijia's words.
For a while, all the anger stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get up and down, and he nearly suffocated to death!
Song Zixuan felt that if she continued to communicate with this woman, Lu Zijia, sooner or later she would get angry.
After knowing Lu Zijia's identity yesterday, he did not take the picture seriously.
But when she came home last night and stayed in the room bored and wanted to play with her phone, she saw some words typed by Lu Zijia with her phone.
Your only evil god star is man-made. 】
Looking at the short part on the phone, Song Zixuan was shocked and unbelievable at that moment.
After the shock, Song Zixuan could not hold back the black line anymore.
it was obviously a short passage consisting of less than ten words, but Lu Zijia took five minutes to type it.
Really ... It makes people speechless.
"What you type is equivalent to what you say!"
Song Zixuan recovered from thoughts last night, and groaned in annoyance.
Madness does not pay for a lifetime!
"Okay, okay, then treat it like I said!"
Lu Zijia changed her posture, leaning against the sofa, looking lazy and comfortable, "Then? What are you asking me, poor master?"
It's okay if poor Master comes to give his business away, otherwise, then he'll waste a lot of time.
He also planned to pull all the talisman papers he bought yesterday into talismans, and he would go to set up a stall to make money!
"Omong empty, of course I'm looking for you because I want to ask you to ask clearly, otherwise the young master will be too busy?"
Song Zixuan simply lost her temper, "You left me such a sentence, don't you just want me to come back to you!"
When he said it, Lu Zijia did not care. Instead, he pretended to be exaggerated and said in surprise, "Oh, you can see it. You're not so stupid."
It's just that, even if I'm not stupid, I've still been cheated for years, and been a poor person for years.
Tsk, it's not easy being a rich young master.
Listening to Lu Zijia's exaggerated voice, Song Zixuan's forehead surged suddenly, and there was a desire to strangle her.
"What do you mean by that word? Do you hear something or know something?
Say, How much money do you need to tell me everything you know. "
In order to avoid getting angry at Lu Zijia, Song Zixuan went straight to the subject and directly stated the benefits she could provide.
Lu Zijia smiled slightly and said, "I can tell you three things and give you two choices.
One, I've never heard of you.
Second, I will know that your only evil spirit star is man-made. I can see from your face that you are just an ordinary person, and you have no contact with that evil spirit's single star.
Three, I have sensed the Yin Qi from you, the Yin Qi in your body is not heavy, it should have just been infected.
Choose one, you can ask the Master to see if he can solve the problem for you.
Choose two, please let me solve the problem for you.
Of course, my costs are not low. If you choose to invite me, you should be ready to be slaughtered by me.
Okay, I've said everything there is to say, and it's up to you to choose. "
Lu Zijia's words that she would dominate Song Zixuan were not a joke, but true.
Song Zixuan knew from a glance that he was the young master of a wealthy family, and yesterday, he clearly recognized Lu Xianyue, but he did not take Lu Xianyue seriously.
It could be seen that he was not afraid of the Lu family.
The Lu family still had a bit of status in the imperial capital. If you cannot be afraid of the Lu family, then Song Zixuan family should have the same status as the Lu family, or higher than the Lu family.
Song Zixuan was born into such a wealthy family, but she still counts. It could be seen that the people who counted Song Zixuan were not of low status.
If he were to help Song Zixuan settle this matter, he would definitely be dragged into this muddy water, which in turn could cause a lot of trouble.
So, if Song Zixuan gave him a lower fee, he wouldn't have to die?
After listening to Lu Zijia's words, Song Zixuan on the phone fell silent.
Without urging her, Lu Zijia took the warm milk that Uncle He had prepared for her and drank it slowly.
A long time later, Song Zixuan said, "You actually saw it from my face? Are you really .. a magician?"
Lu Zijia nodded, "Of course, if I am not a witch, how can I know?"
"Okay, I'll trust you again."