"Sorry, to be correct, metaphysics is not a folk prescription, and metaphysicians never prescribe prescriptions.
If you meet a metaphysician who wrote a prescription, congratulations. You've met a liar. "
When Liang Yuhua swayed because of her son's persuasion, Lu Zijia suddenly said.
Zhao Ziteng suddenly turned around, but found that Lu Zijia was still standing in his original position.
"You, you...!"
Zhao Ziteng's eyes widened in shock and looked at Lu Zijia incredulously, as if he were looking at some monster.
He deliberately took his mother farther away. He was at least seven or eight meters away from Lu Zijia. When he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice. How did Master Lu hear it?!
It was also found by the people present.
"Don't you have a eavesdropper or something?" Song Zixuan looked up and down at Lu Zijia, trying to find out what electronic equipment she had.
Lu Zijia glanced sideways at him, "don't you know that my ear power has always been very good?"
At least she is also a cultivator, and her ear power is naturally several times better than that of ordinary people.
Song Zixuan black line, "how could I know."
He had only known this woman for two or three days. How could he know if she had good ears.
Lu Zijia picked her eyebrows and took back her eyes. "Now I know. If you speak ill of me in the future, remember to go away."
Song Zixuan, "..." when did he speak ill of her? Make complaints about Tucao at the most.
Can this woman even read her mind?
Thinking so, song Zixuan was reflexively far away from Lu Zijia, with a wary face.
Lu Zijia glanced at him again and disliked him very much.
The despised song Zixuan, "..."
The son's reaction of "not asking for help" made Fang Yueqiu's mother feel anxious!
Afraid that the master had a bad impression on his son, he quickly came forward and made a round, "cough, silly son, master, this is a joke with you. What are you nervous about?"
Song Zixuan, "..."
"Master Lu, right? Your ear is so good. It's easy for you if the police send you to eavesdrop on information or something. "
Zhao Kexin, who just felt that Lu Zijia was unreliable, was full of worship at the moment. Looking at Lu Zijia, he almost didn't rush up to a bear hug or something.
Lu Zijia nodded with a smile, "it's easy to say, but that kind of work is not suitable for me."
"Why?" Zhao Kexin asked subconsciously.
Lu Zijia replied without thinking, "because that kind of work is too secretive. I'm an aboveboard master. How can I do secretive work?"
Zhao Kexin tilted his head and nodded approvingly, "it seems quite reasonable."
Others present, "..."
"Then you say you are a master. What do you know?" Zhao Kexin looked forward to Lu Zijia and asked.
Although Zhao Kexin is a 23-year-old adult, she has a girl's heart.
"Quite a lot. I can read fortune telling, Feng Shui residence, tomb and so on. Would you like to have a look?
My charge is very cheap. It's only ten thousand for one look. How, is it cheap enough? "
Lu Zijia broke his fingers and counted them. Then he started business on the spot. It was
Song Zixuan, who knew the nature of Lu Zijia's financial fans, couldn't help seeing black lines all over her head.
Zhao Kexin hurriedly wanted to nod, but suddenly remembered something and immediately changed his mouth, "otherwise, master, you'd better show my father first?
If my father is all right, can I see you again? "