My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

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Chapter 1242: Fake Death?

The strong man also noticed his mother’s abnormality, and the ominous feeling in his heart became even more obvious.

But before he could think of a way to deal with it, he saw Lu Zijia finish checking and stand up.

“She didn’t die after eating the pills in our auction house. She died after taking the poison herself.”

Lu Zijia said calmly, “Of course, in order to be more convincing, let the victim say it herself.”

As soon as she finished talking, Lu Zijia’s hands flew and she quickly cast a few Dharma spells.

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“Go back.” Lu Zijia didn’t stop what she was doing. She simply glanced up to her right and spoke coldly.

As for who she was talking to, apart from Mu Tianyan, no one else present probably knew.

Even Zuo Wei and the others, who knew that Lu Zijia was an alchemist and a Taoist Master, were just guessing.

“You’re talking nonsense! My wife clearly died after eating the pills at your auction house. Your surveillance cameras must have captured it. If you don’t believe me, pull out the surveillance cameras and let everyone take a look!”

The strong man panicked for no reason and wanted to end this matter as soon as possible.

“Don’t think that we’ll be fooled by you just because you’re pretending to be mysterious. If you don’t pay up and give my wife justice, I’ll knock myself to death here right now!”

After saying that, the strong man really rushed fiercely towards the shelf at the side. His posture wasn’t fake at all.

However, just as the strong man thought that he was about to succeed, someone suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

“Kid, don’t be so impulsive. Look, hasn’t your wife woken up?” Zuo Wei grabbed the muscular man’s shoulder and turned him around abruptly.

The muscular man almost blurted out the word “impossible”, but when he saw the person who was originally lying on the ground sit up, he couldn’t say a word.

How was this possible? That person clearly said that only that person’s antidote could cure it. No one else could!

But what was going on now? Why did his wife wake up at this moment?!

At this moment, there was only one word left in the muscular man’s mind, and that was, ‘It’s over.’

And the middle-aged woman, who had been freed at some point, also widened her eyes at this moment and glared at her daughter-in-law angrily, looking like she expected better from someone.

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The surrounding onlookers couldn’t help being shocked when they saw the originally dead person suddenly come back to life. However, someone soon thought of “faking his death”.

“Damn! Is this a human or a ghost?!”

“Are you stupid? Of course she’s a human. How would that ghost dare to take on a human body in broad daylight in front of so many of us?”

“Tsk, tsk, I know what’s going on. What happened today was probably a show! “I just don’t know who has the guts to attack the Octagon Auction House.”

“Heh! I knew it. The alchemists of our family have personally tested the pills of the Octagon Auction House. Not only are there no problems, but the quality is also the best.”

“That’s right. I heard from my father that the quality of the pills at the Octagon Auction House is even better than the pills refined by the first-rate alchemists of the five major sects.”

“Wow! Better than the first-rate alchemists of the five largest sects? Really?!

“This alchemist from the Octagon Auction House looks so young. How is that possible?”

“Before the Cuilian Array Disk appeared, weren’t they also considered impossible? But aren’t they here now?”

“Uh… That seems to be the case…”

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