My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

“I’m sorry. To be exact, metaphysics isn’t a remedy and metaphysicians never cause great trouble and losses for people.

If you meet a metaphysician that causes you trouble, congratulations, you’ve met a fraud.”

While Liang Yuhua was shaken because of what her son said, Lu Zijia suddenly spoke.

Zhao Ziteng immediately turned around and found that Lu Zijia, who spoke, was still standing where she was originally.

“You… You…!”

Zhao Ziteng widened his eyes in shock and looked at Lu Zijia in disbelief as if he was gazing at a monster.

He intentionally walked further with his mother, so they were at least 7-8m away from Lu Zijia. He also lowered his voice on purpose when he spoke. How did Master Lu still hear him?

Everyone else here also noticed this situation.

“Have you got a bug or something?”

Song Zixuan sized Lu Zijia up and tried to find any electronic equipment on her body.

Lu Zijia glared at him.

“Don’t you know that I’ve always had good hearing?”

She was a cultivator after all, so her hearing would certainly be a few times better than that of normal people.

Song Zixuan was speechless.

“How would I possibly know?”

He had only known this woman for several days in total. How would he possibly know if she had good hearing?

Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows and looked away.

“Now you know. Remember to go far when you say something bad about me in the future.”

Song Zixuan: “…”

When did he say something bad about her? He only complained at most!

Did this woman know how to read minds as well?

Thinking of this, Song Zixuan reflexively stepped away from Lu Zijia, looking vigilant.

Lu Zijia glanced at him again with an extremely disgusted look.

Song Zixuan, who was disgusted: “…”

Seeing her son “confess without being pressed,” Fang Yueqiu was very anxious in her mind as his mother!

She was afraid that the master would have a bad impression of her son, so she quickly came up and smoothed things over.

“Ahem, silly boy, Master Lu is only joking with you. Why are you so nervous?”

Song Zixuan: “…”

“Master Lu, right? You have really good hearing. If the cops send you to eavesdrop on intel, it’ll totally be a piece of cake for you.”

Zhao Kexin, who thought that Lu Zijia wasn’t reliable just now, looked at Lu Zijia in admiration at this moment. She just hadn’t pounced on Lu Zijia and given her a hug or something.

Lu Zijia nodded with a smile.

“Right, right, but that kind of work doesn’t suit me.”

“Why?” Zhao Kexin asked subconsciously.

Lu Zijia replied without thinking, “Because that kind of job is too sneaky. I’m an upright master. How can I do something so sneaky?”

Zhao Kexin tilted her head and pondered for a while, then nodded in agreement.

“That seems to make sense.”

Everyone else: “…”

“You said you’re a master. So, what do you know?” Zhao Kexin looked at Lu Zijia and asked in anticipation.

Even though Zhao Kexin was already a 23-year-old adult, she still had the heart of a teenage girl.

“Quite a lot. I know a bit of fortune-telling and also Feng Shui of mansions and tombs. Do you want to come for fortune-telling?

“My charges are very cheap. It only costs 10,000 yuan for a fortune-telling each time. What do you think? It’s cheap, isn’t it?”

Lu Zijia counted with her fingers and immediately started doing business right there. That was totally…

Song Zixuan, who knew Lu Zijia’s miserly nature, couldn’t help but feel frustrated after seeing that.

Zhao Kexin wanted to nod right away, but something suddenly came to her mind as she immediately changed her words, “Master, you should go help my Dad first.

“When my Dad’s alright, I’ll come to you for fortune-telling. Is that okay?”