My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia said as she looked at the short-haired girl. "You said that you'll be in a daze often recently and you'll even forget the memory of being in a daze, right?"

The short-haired girl hesitated for a moment before nodding. "That's right. It's been almost a week."

"Other than that, are you still very tired and lethargic?" Lu Zijia asked again.

The short-haired girl was shocked and nodded again. "Yes."

"How did you know?" The short-haired girl was puzzled and couldn't help asking.

Lu Zijia smiled slightly. "Didn't I just say that I've also cultivated the Xuan Dao? As for why you're like this, it's because someone cast a spell on you. However, the person who cast the spell on you wasn't strong enough, so he could only drug you again. That medicine can make your body feel tired, so the effect of the spells would be intensified. Master Fanming made special hormones for you to drink just now so that the effect would be quick."

"Magic? Drugged?"

The short-haired girl looked shocked and she stuttered, "I... Why didn't I seem to notice?"

Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows. "Did you not notice it, or did you ignore it?"

"Nonsense!"

Master Fanming, who was ignored by Lu Zijia, suddenly interrupted their conversation and said unhappily with a straight face, "Young friend, even though you've cultivated the profound way for a few years, I've cultivated for more than 30 years. How can you compare to me after cultivating for a few years? Besides, according to what you said, would it be a case that I asked someone to put a spell and drug this fated friend? I've never seen this fated friend before today. What reason do I have to harm her?"

The onlookers, who were originally persuaded by Lu Zijia, immediately leaned towards Master Fanming again.

"Right, Master Fanming doesn't know this young lady at all. Why would he harm her?"

"Right, Master Fanming doesn't even accept money. Why would he harm people for no reason?"

"Master Fanming showed it to others before, but there was no problem. Besides, everyone said that Master Fanming is impressive.

"Master Fanming is so powerful. How would he possibly harm a young lady? Wouldn't he be ruining his own reputation?"

"Long-haired girl, you don't look old either. Even if you've really cultivated the profound way, you definitely can't compare to Master Fanming. You might be mistaken."

"Right, long-haired girl, quickly return the medicine to her. She's waiting to save her life!"

Hearing what the onlookers said, Master Fanming made up his mind again and a hint of disdain flashed through his eyes.

Lu Zijia didn't say anything else. She handed the ceramic bowl in her hand to the man behind her and immediately raised her hand, waving it in front of the short-haired girl a few times.

Before everyone could figure out what she was doing, a small yellow paper effigy cut with a yellow talisman suddenly appeared in her fair hand.

Everyone: "???" What was going on?!

Everyone was dumbfounded, while Master Fanming's pupils constricted and the shock on his face was very obvious.

"This little paper effigy is the source of your spell. Think about who suddenly patted your back seven days ago."

Before the short-haired girl could recall carefully, Lu Zijia tore open the little yellow man in the middle again, revealing a strand of hair inside.

"This is your hair. If you don't believe me, you can take it to the hospital for a DNA test.

"As for the remaining medicine in your body, I suggest you go to the hospital and find a doctor to check on you."