My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

  Chapter 97 Free Dredger

   “What?! More than one place!”

  Song Zhuohai’s eyes were shocked, and his heart couldn’t help but shook fiercely, only to feel a chill from the soles of his feet.

  He has always believed that his home is the safest, but he did not expect it to be the most dangerous!

  For so many years, he hasn’t noticed it at all.

  Is the enemy too clever, or is his alertness low?

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

  And they are like being enveloped in a cage by the enemy, playing with them at will.

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

  The enemy hiding behind has played their Song family with applause for more than 20 years. What a terrible method and patience this is!

   “Yes, there is more than one place.”

  Lu Zijia seemed to be unaware of their shame and anger, and nodded and said, “Only by finding out all those things and solving them, the devilish energy in this villa will be completely dissipated.

  Otherwise, even if I give you more spirit talisman, it will not be enough. “

Hearing this, Song Zhuohai quickly calmed down and said respectfully, “Then continue to trouble the master.”

  Lu Zijia didn’t say much, but walked directly towards the door of the villa.

  Looking at Lu Zijia going out, the Song family felt tight and hurried to keep up.

  The posture seemed to be afraid that Lu Zijia would run away.

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

The appearance of Lu Zijia, for Song Zixuan, is a redemption, and it is also possible to give him a chance to be ‘innocent’.

   Therefore, for Lu Zijia, he has given 100% high hopes and expectations.

   Looking forward to unlocking the truth about his lone star.

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

   “There is something here, dig it!”

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

  Since Song Zixuan stood beside her, he was willing to be a coolie for her.

  Having coolies by her side also saves her hands.

  Song Zixuan, regarded as a coolie, “…”

   “Son, here you are.”

  Fang Yueqiu didn’t know where it came from, so he took out a small shovel for planting flowers and handed it to Song Zixuan.

  Song Zixuan, “…”

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

Although spit out in his heart, Song Zixuan obediently took the small shovel and dug it where Lu Zijia pointed.

  The soil of the flower garden was soft, and it didn’t take much time to dig out the things in the soil.

“What is this?”

  Song Zixuan picked up the black and lacquered object that had been dug out, and after looking at it for a long time, he couldn’t see what it was.

  ”The dark wood of practice.”

  Lu Zijia glanced at the human-shaped black block in Song Zixuan’s hand, “It should be stained with things related to you, such as your blood, the eight characters of time, etc.”

  The dark wood will turn black because it has been soaked in blood, and when it is buried in the soil for a long time, it will naturally turn black.

  ”My birthday horoscope?”

  Song Zixuan was startled, and ignoring the dirt, he wiped up the black human-shaped piece with his sleeve.

After wiping the black block a little, Song Zixuan saw the red font on the black block.

   “It’s really your son’s birthday horoscope!”

   Fang Yueqiu who came to look at her, her face suddenly changed when she saw the red font on it.

  (End of this chapter)