After solving the Chiang family's problem, Lu Zijia couldn't wait to go to the antique market. After looking for it for a long time, he finally found a copper furnace that could barely be used as a Dan furnace.
Just as she was holding the stove happily and preparing to return to Mu's house, she received a call from the director's Iron Rooster.
Lu Zijia's first reaction when he saw the caller ID was that the director must want to find her as a coolie again.
"Dead girl, why did you take so long to answer the phone? If you don't answer the phone, the director will think whether you have been killed!"
As soon as the communication was connected, Luo Baode's roar came from the mobile phone. Lu Zijia felt that his eardrum had been hurt and almost reflexively cut off the communication.
Luo Baode on the other side of the phone, looking at the cut-off communication, almost didn't die and scolded, but then he didn't know what to think of. His face suddenly became dignified and his feet walked faster.
The other side.
Looking at the communication cut off by his reflection, Lu Zijia blinked innocently.
It's not her fault. It was the director who frightened her that she cut off reflexively, so it's all the director's fault. Anyway, she didn't mean it.
Thinking so, Lu Zijia immediately put away his mobile phone and continued to walk outside the antique market with the stove.
However, after a few steps, her mobile phone rang again. Helpless, she could only carry a copper stove weighing dozens of kilograms in one hand and take out her mobile phone in the other hand.
"Girl, have you had an accident?"
This time, Luo Baode didn't roar, but said something to let Lu Zijia black line.
"Director, even if you are the director, you can't curse me. Oh, I know. You must be jealous of my talent, so you curse me.
I said to the director, you are good at one place. Isn't it good to be so small-minded? "
After the black line, Lu Zijia's mouth was full of serious nonsense. Hearing Luo Baode's green veins on his forehead, he even slapped her dizzy.
"Bah! Will the director envy you? Why don't you fly to heaven? " Luo Baode said unhappily.
"Eh? Director, how do you know I want to go to heaven? Director, you are so predictable! " Lu Zijia said with a smile.
If a person cultivates to a certain extent, he can soar. Isn't that heaven?
As a diligent monk, she naturally wants to go to heaven.
Luo Baode, who didn't know she was a cultivator, "!!!" Is this dead girl willing to give up until she is angry with him!
"The director and prime minister can support a boat in his belly. Don't worry about you, a dead girl who doesn't even have hair!"
Luo Baode took a deep breath for several times before gritting his teeth and said, "the four elders of Maoshan sect have arrived in the imperial capital. They should have sent someone out to find you. If you are outside now, hurry back to Mu's house."
There is a big elder of Mu family behind Mu Tianyan. The four elders of Maoshan sect have some scruples.
The four elders of Maoshan sect in his mouth are the brother of the dead deputy director.
With Luo Baode's voice falling, Lu Zijia stopped and stared at the front, "it's too late to go back."
Luo Baode was surprised, "what?! You... "
"Well, they've found it. It's inconvenient to fight with a mobile phone. I'll hang up first. Thank you."
Lu Zijia said that before Luo Baode could respond, he hung up the communication.
Luo Baode, who was hung up again, "!!!" This dead girl is trying to make people anxious!