My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

But the original owner didn't touch both, just an ordinary, timid and cowardly ordinary person.

As the original owner of an ordinary person, being forced into this special department shows what kind of rejection he will suffer.

The people inside are basically unhappy because she is an ordinary person and can enter the special department.

Therefore, the original owner was stuffed inside for two months. Either he was called by someone as a servant, or he was forced to carry out the task together, and deliberately frightened the original owner.

Lu Zijia knew from the original owner's memory that in addition to commissions, there are rewards for completing tasks in the special administrative office.

Lu Zijia touched his chin and thought that maybe he could go to the special administration office to check the situation.

After all, if she sets up a stall outside, there may not be any guests.

After thinking about it, he did it, but before Lu Zijia walked out of the door of the villa, he went back again.

Uncle He, who followed her to take her out, couldn't help but be a little puzzled when she saw her leaving and returning.

"Second Young Lady, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Zijia smiled awkwardly, "Well, uncle housekeeper, can you lend me two hundred yuan first?"

How could she forget that the last hundred yuan on her body was returned to the security guard yesterday.

Now she has no money.

Uncle He was first taken aback by her words, and then smiled kindly. He didn't ask her why she borrowed money, or what she did with the money, and directly handed her two hundred yuan.

"Thank you Uncle He."

Lu Zijia took the two hundred yuan, thanked him solemnly, and left.

After leaving, Lu Zijia didn't know that Uncle He looked at her back with a look of pity.

The daughter of the dignified Mrs. Lu's wife, she didn't even have 200 yuan on her.

It can be seen how difficult it is for her to live in the Lu family.

Two hundred yuan is not too much, not too little, at least for Lu Zijia now.

However, after deducting the cost of taxis, the two hundred yuan is only enough to buy two talismans.

Even the cinnabar used to paint the talismans was borrowed from the store. "

Make sure that the original owner is a regular customer of the store, otherwise, the store owner is not willing to borrow it!

After drawing a peace talisman and an exorcism talisman, Lu Zijia felt a little exhausted.

However, in a good mood, he put away the two successfully completed magic talismans and turned to the special operations office.

The store owner originally thought that Lu Zijia had stolen the teacher from the special operations office and bought a talisman paper to practice.

Who knows that it only took ten minutes to come out, and the store owner thought that she had no patience to give up.

The shopkeeper sighed and shook his head, obviously not optimistic about Lu Zijia.

the other side.

Standing in front of the five-story office building in the suburbs, Lu Zijia couldn't help but sigh that this special operations office in the imperial capital is really rich.

"Lu Zijia, why are you so slow, the talisman paper and cinnabar I want?

Do you know how much time you have delayed me, and if my task is yellow, I will only ask you! "

Just as Lu Zijia was about to walk into the office building, a sharp and unkind voice entered her ears.

Immediately, she saw a woman and two men walking towards her.

That woman was the one who had told her on the phone before, her name was Tong Kexin, and she was an apprentice of the Maoshan School.

Tong Kexin, who came over, saw that Lu Zijia didn't hold the talisman paper in his hand, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.

"Lu Zijia I want the talisman paper! How can I exorcise ghosts and collect demons without the talisman? I think you did it on purpose."

From Tong Kexin's point of view, Lu Zijia was jealous of her, jealous that she could become a disciple of the Maoshan School, and practice the magic that ordinary people think is very powerful and mysterious.