My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

   Chapter 472 I’m Here To Help You

  Five minutes later, Song Zixuan successfully took the neighbor’s son out of the bed, stuffed it into the bathroom to wash, and then pressed it onto the dining table to feed the neighbor’s son breakfast.

  Fifteen minutes later, he successfully dragged his neighbor’s son out of the house! Incidentally, I made an appointment with a bunch of friends.

   On the other side, Lu Zijia also quickly saw the ghost boy who was killed.

   “You, can you see me?”

  The ghost boy saw Lu Zijia walking straight towards him and standing still at a distance of more than one meter away from him. When he met his gaze, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

  This time is daytime. Although there are no passers-by around, there are still a lot of passing vehicles.

  In order not to be regarded as a self-talking neuropathy, Lu Zijia did not speak, but communicated by means of sound transmission.

   “Your name is Jin Jiahao, a 19-year-old college student who was hit by a car and died here half a month ago.”

  Lu Zijia did not answer the question of the ghost boy, but directly gave out the boy’s simple information.

It was confirmed that Lu Zijia could see him and said his name accurately. The ecstasy on Jin Jiahao’s face was even worse, “Yes, I am Jin Jiahao. I was killed by someone deliberately hit to death. Are you here to help me? ?”

  Jin Jiahao’s eyes are full of hope, and at the same time he is very nervous, fearing that the hope that has just risen will be instantly extinguished.

  For half a month after his death, he kept praying all the time that there was someone who could help him redress, help him kill him, and bring him to justice the murderer who deliberately repeatedly crushed him.

  Lu Zijia nodded slightly, “I was entrusted by the mayor to help you. I hope you can go to a place with me, and then do as I say.

  As long as you do as I say, I promise to bring your murderer to justice. “

  Jin Jiahao heard this and immediately wanted to kneel down to thank Lu Zijia, but was stopped by Lu Zijia.

  Unable to kneel down, Jin Jiahao bowed and thanked him again and again, grateful to Lu Zijia.

  It’s just that he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and the original ecstasy instantly turned into savage and anxious.

   “I can’t go anywhere else. The scumbag asked the celestial master to imprison me, so that I couldn’t reincarnate or leave this road.”

  Jin Jiahao’s voice was full of resentment. Originally, Qingjun’s face became more and more distorted and terrifying.

  If he couldn’t leave this place, he would have dragged the scum who deliberately killed him into **** with him!

  That kind of scum shouldn’t be alive or worthy to live, so he should go down to eighteen layers of hell!

  Lu Zijia smiled indifferently, “Since I let you go with me, naturally there is a way to get you out of here.”

   After finishing speaking, she raised her slender hand and used her spiritual power to erase the Forbidden Soul spell on Jin Jiahao’s eyebrows.

  In a high-end KTV, a group of men and women are playing lively in a luxurious box.

  Only Song Zixuan, sitting alone in the corner, seemed so out of place.

  They have been in this private room for half an hour, but the people he was waiting for have not yet come.

  ”Song Shao didn’t you tell me to come out to play, why are you sitting here alone drinking?”

   A man with yellow hair and a little stature, holding a wine glass in his hand, walked towards Song Zixuan fluently, and then sat down beside him.

  Song Zixuan frowned, and moved aside without a trace.

  After returning to China for more than half a year, he had a few encounters with Bai Xiao, a neighbor, but because he didn’t like Bai Xiao, he didn’t play together.

  (End of this chapter)