My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"That's right."

Lu Zijia nodded, "that head should have been stolen from the tomb for hundreds of years.

The head owner had great resentment before he died. In addition, he had been in the tomb for many years and finally turned into a fierce ghost.

I have just dissolved the evil spirit in that head. You just have to let someone else bury it. "

Han Jianmin nodded again and again, "OK, OK, I will do it according to the master's words. Thank you, master."

After a pause, Han Jianmin still gritted his teeth and said, "master, it's obviously man-made about my ancestral grave. I wonder if you can help me find the villain?

Master, don't worry, I can add ten million more. "

Han Jianmin originally wanted to directly raise the original remuneration to 100 million. Unfortunately, recently, there have been accidents in the Han family, and the funds he can use are not much.

Afraid that Lu Zijia would not agree, Han Jianmin immediately wanted to kneel down and plead for Lu Zijia.

It's been a long time since they robbed the Han family, but it's hard not to protect the person who hurt them behind them and won't hurt them again, so we must find out the person, otherwise he really can't be at ease.

Looking at Han Jianmin who is going to kneel again, Lu Zijia can't help but have some black lines. Why does the family like kneeling her so much?

However, without waiting for her reply, old lady Han and Yao Shuyi hurriedly knelt down.

"Master, please help us to the end, or our family will escape this disaster and there will be another disaster. Our family can't bear it."

Yao shuyihong looked at Lu Zijia and begged.

"Yes, master, please, it doesn't matter if my old woman dies, but my son still has a long way to go, and my grandson who was not born long ago.

Poor God, my family doesn't know what villain we have offended, but we have suffered such a terrible disaster. If my son and grandson have something wrong, how can I have the face to go down to see my old man? "

With that, old Mrs. Han couldn't help crying. It made people very sad.

When several people knelt down, Lu Zijia avoided them in time, so as to avoid the big gift for several people.

Looking at the three Koreans kneeling in a row, Lu Zijia couldn't help but smoke.

She didn't say she wouldn't help. Why do you like her so much? She really wants to emphasize that she is not a living immortal!.

Another 10 million more income. If she doesn't do it for nothing, it's just a matter of convenience. She won't let it go for nothing!

Hearing Lu Zijia's promise, the three Han family wept with joy. They stood up and worshipped Lu Zijia for a while.

Lu Zijia, "..." can she say goodbye and ask for money?

This time, instead of asking Han Jianmin to find someone, Lu Zijia took the head out of the coffin, put it on a piece of cotton cloth, closed the coffin and buried it.

"Master, where is it more appropriate to bury this?"

Han Jianmin glanced at the head wrapped in cotton cloth and asked.

Lu Zijia observed the surrounding directions and pointed out a direction after a moment, "just there!"

The place Lu Zijia refers to is under a cliff, about one or two kilometers away from the Han family's ancestral grave.

"OK, thank you for your advice."