My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Something happened to the Song family? How did you..."

Hearing that Song's accident happened half a month ago, Mr. Song was in a hurry and wanted to scold him.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

Song Zhuohai bowed his head to the old man Song and admitted his mistake.

His father's health has been getting worse and worse in recent years. How dare he tell his father about these things, making his father more troublesome.

Now that he is the backbone of the family, he should take on the responsibility of supporting the family.

"Ugh……"

Old Master Song sighed heavily, and understood why his son was hiding it from him.

"Thanks a lot."

Song Laozi raised his dry old hands and patted his son's shoulder, his old eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Seeing that his father was not angry, Song Zhuohai breathed a sigh of relief, "It should be."

"You just said that there is a transfer technique hidden in it. Who is the person who transferred my father's luck?"

After being silent for a while, Song Zixuan asked Lu Zijia again.

Lu Zijia gestured to the jade dragon in his hand with his chin, "The answer is in your hands."

Although she can know a lot of things by virtue of her ability, she is not omnipotent.

You know everything, even an immortal can't do it, right?

This time, Song Zixuan didn't hesitate any more, he lifted the jade dragon in his hand high, and slammed it to the ground.

"boom--"

The jade dragon carved by jadeite was torn apart at once.

Song Zixuan squatted down impatiently, looking for something suspicious among the broken jadeite.

The Song family, who focused their attention on the jade dragon, didn't notice it. At the moment when the jade dragon shattered, a black gas burst out. It seemed that they were aware of the danger, and the black gas suddenly fled towards the window of the study.

However, he was instantly hit by a spiritual force that Lu Zijia swung at will.

The magical energy that was hit by the spiritual energy disappeared in an instant between heaven and earth.

At the same time, in the basement of a villa in the imperial capital, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe who was meditating spat out a mouthful of blood without warning.

"Is it this thing?"

Song Zixuan found the folded yellow paper in a small pile of broken jadeite.

Lu Zijia looked away from the window and glanced at the yellow paper in Song Zixuan's hand, "Yes, this is a talisman paper.

It should have your father's birthday written on it, as well as the birthday of the person who transferred your father. "

Song Zixuan opened the folded talisman paper, and sure enough, he saw two sets of birthday characters from above.

Seeing another set of birthday characters, Song Zhuohai and Fang Yueqiu's faces showed resentment.

However, due to the wrong occasion, the two of them forcibly endured the strong resentment in their hearts.

"Oh yes, Young Master Song, I forgot to remind you of something." Lu Zijia looked at Song Zixuan and said suddenly.

"What?" For some reason, Song Zixuan had a hunch.

Sure enough, what Lu Zijia said next confirmed what was wrong in his heart.

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's the magic energy contained in the jade dragon, and that's the reason for the talisman in your hand.

When you picked up this rune paper, a small part of the magic energy was attached to you.

Don't worry, it's really only a small part, and those who can't die are at most a few minor illnesses. "

Lu Zijia spoke in a serious manner, and seemed to nod her head heavily in order to prove that what she said was true.

Song Zixuan, "!!!"

I'll give it a go. Are you sure I'm not trying to trick him on purpose? !