My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia looked at the sky outside and found that it was already about five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Gooooooooo~"

Adding a stomach that hadn't eaten during the day made a sound of protest.

Looking around, Lu Zijia couldn't find anything to eat, so Lu Zijia could only leave the suite hungry.

After leaving the Mu's Hotel, Lu Zijia directly took a taxi back to Lu's house.

Curiously observed the narrow carriage, Lu Zijia was secretly amazed.

Although the life of a mortal is short, his wisdom should not be underestimated. Even if he can't fly with his sword, he can quickly reach the place he wants to go, which is really convenient.

Of course, the premise is to have money.

Thinking of money, Lu Zijia subconsciously touched the pocket of her pajamas, it was empty...

Lu Zijia rummaged through the original owner's memory and found that the original owner was almost a pauper.

Because the original mother and daughter were not welcome in the Lu family, the Lu family did not give the two of them 'pocket money'.

All along, the money spent by the original owner and studying has been the original owner's mother's own money.

After years of spending, the original owner's mother had little money left, and the original owner didn't even have a hundred yuan left.

Lu Zijia couldn't help sighing that she was quite similar to the original owner. The original owner was not welcomed by the family, and she was also not favored by the family in her previous life, so she started from scratch to support herself.

I didn't expect that in a new life, I still have to support myself...

"Miss, here we are."

The driver's uncle parked the car outside the gate of the wealthy villa area. Seeing that Lu Zijia seemed to be in a daze, he reminded him aloud.

Lu Zijia glanced at the villa area where even the gate was decorated magnificently.

Soon, the sight fell on the two dedicated security guards who were standing guard outside the gate.

After Lu Zijia said to the driver's uncle, "wait for me," he quickly got out of the car.

The uncle of the driver, who had not had time to respond, just watched her get out of the car and leave.

The uncle driver subconsciously wanted to chase, but when he saw in the rearview mirror that Lu Zijia just ran to the security guard on guard, he forcibly resisted the urge to get out of the car.

At the same time, he comforted himself in his heart: The people who can live in such a wealthy villa area are all rich people, how could they possibly pay him dozens of dollars for the fare?

After so comforting himself, the uncle driver suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

On the other side, Lu Zijia, who was walking towards the security guard, smiled at the two security guards who were looking at her with strange eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I live inside and I forgot to bring money with me, can you borrow it? Am I a hundred dollars?"

The two security guards were stunned when they heard the words.

Immediately, the vicious-looking security guard reacted first, took out all the money in his pocket - two hundred yuan, and handed it to Lu Zijia.

"Miss Lu Er, here's two hundred yuan. Can you see if it's enough?" The security guard called Lu Zijia Miss Lu Er, obviously knowing her.

Seeing that Lu Zijia came back in pajamas, the security guard couldn't help but think a little more, and then he thought of giving her an extra 100 yuan and changing clothes before going home.

The security guard who has worked in this villa area for a few years knows more or less about Lu Zijia's situation in the Lu family.

If Lu Zijia just went back in pajamas like this, it would be even worse at the Lu family.

Lu Zijia took a deep look at the disgusting and kind-hearted security guard, knowing his kindness, and smiled and thanked him, but only received a hundred dollars.

Lu Zijia returned to the taxi with one hundred yuan, and a red note in her hand turned into a triangle-like shape at some point.

"Uncle, go back and take the road, don't detour, safety comes first."

When Lu Zijia handed the money to the uncle driver, he suddenly said such a paragraph, which made the uncle driver a little inexplicable.

Without waiting for the driver's uncle to speak, Lu Zijia added another sentence, "I finally folded this amulet. Uncle will take it apart when I go back."

The driver's uncle looked at the 'Spiritual Talisman' folded with Red Bull in his hand, and then looked at Lu Zijia, who had entered the villa area, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

ps: The content of this article is purely fictitious, please do not take it seriously (?????????)