My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1129: Debunking half a bucket of water **** st

  Chapter 1129 Debunking half a bucket of water **** stick (2)

  Speaking, Lu Zijia looked at the short-haired girl, "You said you often go in a daze recently, and you will forget the memory of the daze, right?"

  The girl with short hair hesitated for a while, and then nodded, "Yes, it's been almost a week."

   "Besides, do you still feel tired and can't bring up any energy?" Lu Zijia asked again.

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

   "How did you know?" The short-haired girl was puzzled and couldn't help but ask.

  Lu Zijia smiled slightly, "Didn't I just talk about it, I have also practiced Xuan Dao."

  As for why you are doing this, it is because you were given a spell, but the person who gave you the spell is not capable enough, so you can only give you another medicine. "

   "That kind of medicine can make your body feel tired, so that you can be more affected by the spell.

  Just now, Master Fanming will give you a special hormone drink, the purpose is to get quick results. "

   "Spell? Give medicine?"

  The girl with short hair was shocked, her voice stuttered, "I, why don't I seem to notice it?"

  Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows, "Is it unaware, or was it ignored by you?"

   "Nonsense!"

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

  "Little friend, even if you have practiced the profound way for a few years, this master has renovated and practiced for more than 30 years. How can you compare it to a few years of practice?

  Furthermore, according to your statement, didn’t this master let this destined friend prescribe a spell?

  Before today, the master had never seen this destined friend. Why did the master harm her? "

  Some of the onlookers who had been moved by Lu Zijia suddenly turned to Master Fan Ming.

   "Yes, Master Fanming doesn't even know this little girl, how could he harm this little girl?"

   "That's right, Master Fanming still doesn't collect money, how can he inexplicably harm people?"

  "Master Fanming has shown it to other people before, there is no problem, and they all say that Master Fanming is amazing.

  Master Fanming is so powerful, how could he harm a little girl’s house? Isn’t that self-smashing signs? "

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

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

  Listening to the onlookers, Master Fanming was sure again in his heart, and a scorn flashed in his eyes.

  Lu Zijia did not speak any more, handed the ceramic bowl in his hand to the man behind him, and then suddenly raised his hand and swayed a few times in front of the short-haired girl.

  Everyone hadn’t figured out what she was doing, when she saw that her white hand suddenly added a small yellow paper figure cut out of yellow talisman paper.

  Everyone, "??!" What's the matter? !

  Everyone was in a state of confusion, but Master Fanming had his pupils tightened, and the shock on his face was very obvious.

   "This little paper man is the source of your spells. Think about who suddenly patted you on the back seven days ago."

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

  "This is your hair. If you don’t believe it, you can take it to the hospital for a DNA test.

  As for the residual medicine in your body, I suggest you go to the hospital and find a doctor to check and solve it for you. "

  (End of this chapter)