My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
63. Undiscovered

"What?! More than one place!"

Song Zhuohai's eyes were shocked, and his heart could not help but tremble violently, only to feel the chill from the soles of his feet.

He always believed that his house was the safest, but he did not expect it to be the most dangerous!

For years, he had not noticed it at all.

Is the enemy too smart, or is his vigilance low?

The expressions of the other three Song family members also changed, and there was a feeling of being deeply reckoned with by the enemy behind them.

And they are like being covered in cages by enemies, playing with them at will.

This kind of feeling made the Song family feel cold at the same time, but they also felt an unprecedented sense of shame and anger.

The enemies hiding behind had been playing their Song family to applause for over 20 years. What a horrible way and patience!

"Yes, there's more than one place."

Lu Zijia seemed to be unaware of their shame and anger, and nodded and said, "Just by knowing all those things and resolving them, the demonic energy in this villa will be completely gone.

Otherwise, even if I give you more spirit talismans, it will not be enough. "

Hearing this, Song Zhuohai quickly calmed down and said respectfully, "Then continue to trouble his master."

Lu Zijia did not say much, but walked straight towards the door of the villa.

Seeing Lu Zijia come out, the Song family felt claustrophobic and rushed to follow.

His posture seemed to fear Lu Zijia would escape.

Song Zixuan was the first to bear the burden, standing beside Lu Zijia as a guard.

Lu Zijia's appearance, to Song Zixuan, was redemptive, and also allowed to give her the chance to become 'innocent'.

Therefore, to Lu Zijia, she had given 100% high hopes and expectations.

Looking forward to unlocking the truth about its single star.

Lu Zijia walked out of the villa door and walked towards the flowerbed in the front garden.

"There's something here, dig!"

Lu Zijia walked to the side of the flower garden, pointed to this place, and said to Song Zixuan.

Ever since Song Zixuan stood beside him, he was willing to be a coolie for her.

Having the porters by his side also saved his hand.

Zixuan's song, considered a coolie, "..."

"Son, here it is."

Fang Yueqiu did not know where it came from, so he took out a small shovel to plant the flower and handed it to Song Zixuan.

Zixuan's song, "..."

Song Zixuan never thought that one day she would become a dredger, and it would be free!

Despite being spewed out in his heart, Song Zixuan obediently took a small shovel and dug it into the spot Lu Zijia had pointed to.

The soil of the flower garden was soft, and it did not take much time to dig things in the ground.

"What's this?"

Song Zixuan picked up the black and lacquered object that had been excavated, and after looking at it for a long time, she could not see what it was.

"Dark wood workout."

Lu Zijia glanced at the human-shaped black beam in Song Zixuan's hand, "It should be colored with things related to you, such as your blood, eight characters of time, etc."

Dark wood will turn black because it has been soaked in blood, and when buried in the ground for a long time, it will naturally turn black.

"My birthday horoscope?"

Song Zixuan was startled, and ignoring the dirt, she wiped the human-shaped black piece with her sleeve.

After wiping the black block slightly, Song Zixuan looked at the red font on the black block.

Fang Yueqiu who had come to look at it, his face suddenly changed when he saw a red font on it.

*****

Furthermore, his master had just said that there was still his son's blood on this black lump!

"Teacher, this ..."

Song Zhuohai was mentally prepared, but was still startled by the black beam.

Song's old face tensed up, and his stick-wielding hand inevitably trembled in anger.

The Song family has always considered harmony to be the most important thing. Who in this world had given so much thought to harm their Song family!

If it was discovered who did it, their Song family would definitely not let go easily!

"This is a very dangerous technique that harms others and oneself. Simply put, it meant that Master Song would never return and live in darkness forever."

Lu Zijiayan explained to them briefly, and before the Song family recovered their emotions, they walked into the villa again.

Song Zixuan clasped the hand of the black beam, trembling slightly from too much exertion.

His eyes did not know when they were completely stained by the red layer.

Always living in darkness?

Heh, for the twenty-four years since he was sent abroad, hasn't he lived in darkness all the time?

You know you have a house but you can't go back, you know you have people nearby, but you can't meet. Is there anyone darker than this?

noot? Hahaha-how hate the one who hurt him!

"children......"

Fang Yueqiu grabbed his son's arm nervously, and his heart was alarmed when he found his son smiling silently and grimly.

Although the matter had not been entirely true, Fang Yueqiu knew that his son's single star, Tiansha, was afraid that someone would do it on purpose, because he wanted to break up their Song family!

Because of the word of an outsider, but his son had been persecuted for so many years, their parents would feel guilty for life.

"Son, I've done you wrong, but I'm sorry for you."

Song Zhuohai walked over to Song Zixuan, patted her on the shoulder, and admitted that she had made a mistake.

"Dad knows there's no point in saying anything now, but I will definitely give you justice."

Song Zhuohai finished speaking, patting his son's shoulder again, his eyes reddened and entered the villa.

"Oh! Nice house, really..."

Song's old man couldn't hold back the tears. He raised his head and looked at the clear sky, not letting those tears remain.

"Mom, grandpa, I'm fine."

Song Zixuan took a deep breath, suppressed all negative emotions, smiled at her mother and grandfather in front of her, and then turned to chase after Lu Zijia's figure.

After entering the villa, Lu Zijia climbed the stairs without stopping and walked to the second floor.

"Let's start with this room!"

Lu Zijia stopped at the door of the first room on the second floor, and said to Song Zhuohai who was following her.

Song Zhuohai's expression changed again, "This is my father's room."

After an explanation, Song Zhuohai opened the room and invited Lu Zijia in.

Lu Zijia was disrespectful, walked into Song's old man's room, and ran straight towards the goal.

"There is a problem with this brush, and there is magical energy in the brush. Old Man Song must really like this brush, right?

Burn all the calligraphy and paintings that have been written with this brush, otherwise it will harm others and all at once. "

Although the demonic energy in the brush hair was not very strong, but the accumulation was less and less, the hatred was too great, and people would be affected by this demonic energy.

If you are not a persistent person, you will do some extreme things.

PS: Gosh, this book is purely fictitious, and the spell is all nonsense by the author, please do not take seriously~