My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Yes, master, do you think we should follow?"

"OK, I'll pick you up right now."

After hanging up the phone, Li Tongtong didn't leave home immediately. Instead, he looked out of the window and smiled insidiously.

"Yao Shuyi, do you want to argue with me? I want to see how much life you have to fight with me!

Wait, before long, I can ruin your reputation and live a miserable life with your cheap son!

All those who want to rob me of my happiness, I won't make her feel better! "

……

After driving for more than three hours, the car entered a prosperous village.

Lu Zijia was curious about this.

She has never seen such a prosperous village in the cultivation world or in the world now!

"Master Lu, this is our Hanjia village, which developed into a tourist attraction village a few years ago.

Our Hanjia village has mountains and water, and there is a peach blossom forest not far away, so many tourists will come here. "

Seeing that Lu Zijia was interested in their village, Han Jianmin explained to her.

Hearing the speech, Lu Zijia nodded, but said nothing.

Han Jianmin couldn't guess what she thought for a moment, so he didn't say anything more.

Soon after, the car stopped in front of the gate of a courtyard.

The courtyard looks very new. Obviously, it has not been renovated recently, or it has not been built for a long time.

After getting off the bus, Han Jianmin wanted to open the gate of the courtyard and invite Lu Zijia inside.

However, Lu Zijia stopped him. "The root of evil spirit is not here. Take me to your ancestral grave!"

When Han Jianmin heard the speech, he couldn't help being a little stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect to be able to determine that the source of the evil spirit was not in their ancestral house before entering their house..

But he also quickly reacted. Seeing that it was still early, he took people to the ancestral grave in the back mountain.

Han Jianmin originally wanted Mrs. han to stay at home and wait, but Mrs. Han didn't want to, so she insisted on following.

In this regard, Han Jianmin is helpless, but he has no choice but to carefully help his old mother walk slowly.

Many villagers met along the way. They greeted Han Jianmin one by one and even were very polite to Han Jianmin.

Then Lu Zijia knew that Han Jianmin contributed to the development of Hanjia village into a tourist village.

Twenty minutes later, a group of four people and a baby finally came to the Han family's ancestral grave.

The Han family's ancestral grave looks very simple. There is a tombstone in front and a pile of soil behind it.

Han Jianmin took the lead in paying homage to the ancestral grave with his wife and children, and then said to Lu Zijia, "master, this is our ancestral grave, you see..."

Lu Zijia did not reply immediately, but walked closer and carefully observed the pile of soil.

"When was the last time your family came to worship?" After a good film was carved, Lu Zijia asked.

"It's almost half a year." Although Han Jianmin didn't know why, he replied honestly.

"Half a year?"

Lu Zijia said thoughtfully, "have you asked anyone to move after that? Or have you been moved? "

Han Jianmin was surprised when he heard the speech. "No, the old people in our village are very afraid to disturb the dead, so they will never move the ground after burial.

Even the younger generation in the family will be warned. In addition, there is a distance from the village. Generally, no one will come up, let alone disturb the ancestors. "