My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia shrugged, neither affirming nor denying, "The timing is too coincidental, but it is still uncertain.

If I can, I'd like to see the skeleton for myself, maybe I'll find something.

As for Qi Anyan's place, I will also go there and tell me the address. "

If you still don't know the identity of the magic cultivator, it's better not to let the Zhao family run around.

As long as those warriors are in Zhaojia Village for one day, the magic cultivator should not dare to come back easily, so staying in Zhaojia Village is relatively safe for Zhao's mother and son.

"The skeletons found a week ago should have been taken away by the relevant police. I will think of a way."

After Song Zixuan thought about it, he replied.

It stands to reason that the Zhao family is from the Zhao family village, and it may be easier for the Zhao family to handle this matter.

It's just that now that Zhao Wentian is down, there are many people who want to catch the Zhao family's braids or want to get a piece of the pie.

Therefore, for the current Zhao family, it is better to be cautious.

"Thank you Zixuan, good boy."

Liang Yuhua thanked Song Zixuan very gratefully.

The Song family can still help the Zhao family at this time, which is undoubtedly a gift in the snow, which is rare and valuable.

After Lu Zijia briefly explained some things, he let several people go back to their rooms to rest.

Lu Zijia returned to the room, and after finishing her grooming, she walked to the window and looked at the night sky outside.

She walked around the village just now. In addition to hearing about the appearance of skeletons in the back mountain, she also heard the conversations of several forces of warriors.

From the conversations of those warriors, it is not difficult to hear that their willingness to come to Zhaojia Village is because of the things in the mountains behind Zhaojia Village.

It's just that those people just used that thing instead, and never said their names at all, which made Lu Zijia, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, full of depression.

Lu Zijia looked at the direction of the back mountain, but finally did not choose to go up the mountain again at this time.

Although the warriors she met before were similar to her, and even most warriors were weaker than her.

But those people are better than the number of people, if they are against them, it will be a little troublesome.

So, just avoid some!

Now she has a job, and the time to save people is urgent. If she doesn't save people, she will ruin her master's sign.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia quickly calmed down and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice meditation.

The next morning, Lu Zijia, who had been meditating all night, not only was not tired at all, but refreshed.

When she went downstairs, she saw that Zhao's mother and son were already up, and they seemed to be waiting for her?

"Master, you're up, did you rest well last night?" Seeing Lu Zijia coming downstairs, Liang Yuhua quickly cheered up and greeted Lu Zijia with a smile.

Lu Zijia nodded, "Very good."

Cultivators can use cultivation instead of sleep, as long as the environment is not too harsh, there is nothing to be picky about.

"Master, I asked someone to buy some steamed buns and steam them, you can see if it doesn't suit your taste.

If you don't like it, I'll do something else. "

Liang Yuhua walked out of the kitchen and personally brought Lu Zijia hot steamed buns and a cup of soy milk that was also hot.

The elder brought her breakfast. Lu Zijia was very embarrassed, so she hurried forward to pick it up, "Thank you Mrs. Zhao, I'm not picky eaters, these buns are very good."

Hearing this, Liang Yuhua breathed a sigh of relief.

They came back in a hurry, with little preparation, and the food was bought from other people in the village.