My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
66. Believe it or not

Song Zixuan was bolted in blue, and her body was stiff and settled in a place like a statue.

The phrase was simply unlovable from the unlovable, which made one wonder if he would not think about it the next moment and do something stupid.

Looking at his son's somewhat comical appearance, Fang Yueqiu wanted to laugh and feel depressed.

"This, this lord, my son is unwell, can you help ..."

Fang Yueqiu felt sorry for his son a little more, so he asked Lu Zijia to say it.

Lu Zijia swept over Song Zixuan, and then she suddenly realized, "It turns out Young Master Song is a stranger who did it!

Be more careful after that.

After all, Master Song, you are still very young. If the things you have done in the outside world were to spread, the face is a trivial matter, and if no one wants to marry you, it would be terrible. "

Lu Zijia said seriously, "But you don't have to worry too much. Although I have not treated the disease like a stranger and a stranger, it is okay to try it.

Don't worry, I'm very principled in doing business, if I can't cure it, I'll never charge you. "

Zixuan's song, "!!!"

Ah ah ah ah! ! ! He really wanted to strangle the woman with a harmless face in front of him, but the demon inside! ! !

"Son, calm down, you need to calm down, Master is joking with you!"

Seeing his son's face flushed red, green and green, Fang Yueqiu, who sensed something was wrong, immediately walked over to carry his son.

Fang Yueqiu held onto his son who was about to lose control, and smiled awkwardly at Lu Zijia again and again.

His son is not supposed to be able to do that. As a mother, Fang Yueqiu had to help her son explain.

But, if you explain that your son is very powerful and there is no problem at all, what should his master do if he does not help his son break the demonic energy in his body?

His son had suffered greatly, and he did not seem to see his son suffer anymore, even if it was only some mild illness.

So, I can only blame my son for a while.

At most, if there were rumors out there in the future, he could help his son find a wife.

With my son's condition, I can always find him.

Thinking so, Fang Yueqiu held his son with one hand, and covered his son's mouth with the other to prevent him from saying anything about his health.

Song Zixuan, whose mouth was covered by her mother, "!!!"

Who can tell him what happened? !

I talked about business a moment ago, but the next moment, why would he get involved with a stranger?

The most important thing was, who was so powerful in the outside world!

He's not very good at it! What are you doing in a foreign power, slander, slander, okay!

Also, why does her mother want to keep her mouth shut, do you really think she is strong in the outside world?

At this moment, Song Zixuan felt a crumbling feeling.

However, this was not the one that destroyed him the most, it was the next scene that destroyed him the most.

"Ahem, sir, my son hasn't been well because he hasn't grown by our side since he was a child.

So please disturb Master to help break the demon qi on my son. Our Song family is grateful. "

Song Zhuohai made a serious request to Lu Zijia on the surface, but in her heart she secretly lit a piece of candle for her son.

Like his wife, he was more worried about his son's health than rumors that his son would be better off outside.

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"Yes, yes, my grandson and master are bothering you." Grandpa's song came in too.

Zixuan's song was hit by three criticisms by her relatives at once :! ! ! Dare to let me go and give me a chance to prove it!

Also, don't think I haven't seen a smile on the corner of your mouth, dare to be more honest!

Lu Zijia looked at Song Zixuan, who was covering her mouth, and then at the three Song family elders who were nodding at her, and finally released her.

"Well, when I get back, draw him a clear god rune and it will be solved.

However, the Qingshen Spirit Talisman can only dissipate demonic energy, and cannot cure the matter of external strength and moderate drought.

If that's really not possible, you should remember to take care of my business. For the sake of regulars, I will give you a discount. "

Lu Zijia's eyes were bent, and she said with a smile, as if she hadn't noticed the smiles of the three old men from the Song family, like Song Zixuan's eyes that were almost spouting flames.

Seeing his son's struggle, Song Zhuohai was afraid that his wife could not bear it, so he quickly stepped forward to help carry his son.

Then he thanked Lu Zijia again and again, "That's for sure, then our Song family would like to thank Master Lu for his concern."

Lu Zijia smiled even more brilliantly, "You're polite."

Song Zixuan, who was pinned down by her parents: You are polite, you are a polite fart! You witch in sheep's clothing!

At this moment, Song Zixuan could not help but regret, why would she invite such a witch back.

Ever since he met this sheep-furred witch, he had become unlucky, like verifying what the witch had called before: a pesky ghost!

After such a disturbance, the Song family, who had originally felt extremely heavy, suddenly felt much more relaxed.

At the very least, their emotions had calmed down a lot, and at the same time they were thinking about a lot of things.

However, they would not be able to determine anything about it until they discovered the true origin of those things.

After leaving Song Zhuohai's study, a group of five people returned to the living room on the first floor.

On the way down, Song Zhuohai came to the side and called, as if asking someone to do something.

"God bless you, let's meet Master Lu in the Song family. If it wasn't for you, our Song family would be afraid..."

After pouring a cup of tea for Lu Zijia herself, Fang Yueqiu could not help but think about the things she had just discovered, and she was still a little scared.

These were Fang Yueqiu's sincere words, as well as the sincere words of the Song family. To Lu Zijia, their Song family was extremely grateful.

Lu Zijia picked up the teacup and just wanted to drink. Hearing Fang Yueqiu's words, he smiled and shook his head, "I'm only helping you prevent bad luck from happening. It wasn't me who actually saved your Song family's life."

When Lu Zijia said this, the Song family was stunned.

"What do you mean by this?"

Song Zixuan, who had recovered from her lifeless love, was the first to ask.

Lu Zijia placed the teacup in her hand, stood up slowly, and walked towards the platform where the scaled-down version of the mountain was enshrined.

Seeing that Lu Zijia did not reply, but instead walked towards the immortalized mountain, a vague answer came out in her heart.

"This mountain, the spirit mountain, was passed down by our Song family ancestor and has been passed down for six generations."

Elder Song was aided by Song Zhuohai and walked over and told Lu Zijia, "It is said that my grandfather said that our ancestor from the Song family is a general.

Betrayed by a traitor, he is mortally wounded and flees to the mountain. The ancestors thought he would die on the mountain, but he did not want to miraculously survive. "