My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 64 - The master is indeed a living god!

  Chapter 64 The master is indeed a living god!

  For the uncle driver’s dedicated maintenance, Lu Zijia suddenly thought of the word’True Love Fan’.

  So, she also has a true fan now?

  During Lu Zijia’s inconspicuous brain supplement, the young Taoist spoke provocatively, “I think you are afraid of being exposed to tricks, so you dare not agree to the competition, right?

  I have seen many swindlers like you. It is because of swindlers like you that real people like my master are humiliated.

  If you are acquainted, please kowtow and apologize to my master, and then get out of Lingde Street. You will not be allowed to step here in the future, otherwise I will hit you once when I see you! “

  The appearance of the young Taoist priest speaking harshly, not like a Taoist priest, but like a street bully.

  It’s just that the people who have been around to watch the show are all attracted by the ‘test’, and they don’t pay much attention to the bully virtues of the young Taoist priests.

   “Come on, hit it, I’m afraid you won’t succeed!”

  My benefactor was so insulted, the driver’s uncle had a good temper and couldn’t help but roll up his sleeves and want to start fighting.

  It’s just that he had just taken a step when Lu Zijia’s white and slender hand grabbed his shoulder.

  The uncle driver, who found himself stepping on the spot, suddenly turned his head to look at the person holding his shoulder.

  ”Big, master?”

  It was discovered that the person who buckled him firmly on his shoulders was actually Lu Zijia. The uncle driver’s honest face was full of shock.

Master    looks so thin and weak, he can hold it with one hand, but he didn’t expect the master to be so strong.

  What he said was a middle-aged man with a fat big waist. The master just used one hand to firmly clasp his shoulder, making him unable to move forward.

  The uncle driver swallowed hard, and couldn’t help sighing: The master is indeed a living god, just different from ordinary people like them!

  Lu Zijia withdrew his hand and smiled indifferently, “It’s okay, since this fellow Taoist wants to test, then it’s better to test. Anyway, I’m still idle now.”

  Speaking, her gaze gradually fell on the string of Buddhist beads held in Master De Dao’s hand.

The smile on   ’s face became brighter, “However, since it’s a competition, then there should be a lot of money, right?

  I think this string of Buddhist beads is pretty good. If I win, how about the Buddhist beads for me as a meeting gift? “

  Ordinary people may not see much of this string of prayer beads, but Lu Zijia can see that one of the beads is glowing with a faint golden light.

  The faint golden light is the golden light of merit. The beads should have been worn by people with great merit before.

  Things with golden light of merit can be regarded as a small magic weapon, which can be used as a small disaster.

  As soon as Lu Zijia heard what seemed to be a joke, Master De Dao’s face immediately changed, and Lu Zijia’s eyes instantly became sharp.

   “You liar’s tone is too big, you even open your mouth and want the Buddha beads that my master values ​​most!”

  The young Taoist priest reprimanded with righteous indignation.

  Following Master De Tao for a long time, the young Taoist priest naturally knew that the string of Buddhist beads in his master’s hand was a good thing.

  Actually, he himself has been greedy with this string of Buddhist beads for a long time, but Master regards this string as a lifeblood, so he hasn’t been able to touch it for so many years.

  Lu Zijia ignored the clamor of the young Taoist priest, but looked at Master Dedao with a smile.

  (End of this chapter)

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