One divination a day, a trainee celestial master

Shen Xu hovered in mid-air, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at the locust wood cottage that had completely "come alive" before her.

The mist that lingered around the wooden house, like a blue ribbon, was like a spring that suddenly appeared in the desert, exerting an extremely fatal attraction on her spirit!

She drifted forward slowly, almost uncontrollably.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

As her translucent spirit approached the cabin, her form shrank further. But at the same time, her originally ethereal and transparent spirit became increasingly solid.

When she shrunk to only about ten centimeters tall, resembling the size of a delicate BJD doll, she slipped directly inside the wooden house through its exquisitely carved window.

The moment I stepped inside the wooden cabin, I saw solid wood flooring.

"Mmm..."

A soft, delicate moan, filled with intense pleasure and even making her blush, came from inside the wooden house.

so comfy!

Under the dual shroud of this bluish mist and the gloomy aura of the century-old locust tree, the dappled sunlight that pierced Shen Xu's heart and stung her as it shone through the window was completely shut out.

Shen Xu felt the gentle, yin energy in the wooden house, which was continuously nourishing her fragile soul. She felt a sense of peace and tranquility she had never experienced in the past eight years, and every part of her body was filled with indescribable comfort.

"This is amazing..."

Jiang Shou stood in front of the bedside table, his hands supporting his knees, bent down, and brought his large face close to the window of the wooden house, curiously peering inside.

To his surprise, the little ghost girl transformed into a very realistic "tiny entity" after she crawled into the locust tree house!

At this moment, the miniature Shen Xu was curiously exploring the wooden house. She reached out and touched the tiny square table, then walked to the canopy bed, which was about the size of a matchbox, and tried to sit down. She even rolled around comfortably on the bed.

"Brother Taoist priest! Look! Look!"

Shen Xu excitedly pressed her face against the small window, waving her little hand at Jiang Shou outside. Although her voice was softer, it had an extremely realistic quality: "It feels like I've turned back into a real person inside! I don't feel cold at all, and I can actually touch the table, the bed, and the window!"

Jiang Shou looked at Shen Xu, who was only the size of a palm, perched on the windowsill, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"This [Soul-Supporting Talisman] combined with the old locust wood actually has this heaven-defying effect of reshaping the microscopic tactile sensation of a spirit?" Jiang Shou stroked his chin, his eyes becoming somewhat strange. "Keeping a female ghost in a small wooden house... why do I feel like I'm not cultivating immortality, but rather raising a realistic 'electronic female ghost' or a figurine?"

Just as Jiang Shou was marveling at it.

"Oh dear! Brother Taoist priest, now that I can touch things, can't I finally change out of this blood-stained dress I'm wearing?"

Shen Xu looked down at the white dress she had been "wearing" ever since she died in the car accident, stained with dark red blood, and she had long since grown disgusted with it.

She muttered excitedly as she grabbed the hem of her dress with both hands, as if to pull it off.

"Wait...wait! Holy crap! What are you doing?!"

Jiang Shou's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly stopped her, saying, "Big sister! You don't even have a wardrobe in this room. What are you going to wear if you take your clothes off?"

He coughed twice: "Well... you can wear this for now. I'll go down the mountain tomorrow when I have time, find some scraps of fabric at the tailor shop, and maybe buy you a small mirror or something. I'll make you a few sets of 'doll clothes,' then you can change into them!"

Hearing Jiang Shou's words of dissuasion, Shen Xu suddenly realized what was happening.

She looked up and glanced out the window, just in time to see Jiang Shou's enormous face staring into the house.

"ah!"

Shen Xu's pretty face instantly flushed red, the blush even spreading to her ears. She quickly released her grip on the hem of her skirt, covered her burning cheeks with both hands, and squatted in the corner of the cabin, too ashamed to look up.

"Ahem... Well, try to see if you can get out from inside." Jiang Shou quickly changed the subject to ease the awkwardness.

"Um……"

A very faint response came from inside the wooden house.

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of smoke drifted out of the small window of the wooden house.

The moment Shen Xu's body emerged from the azure mist, it grew again in the wind, instantly returning to its normal human size. However, it reverted to its semi-transparent spiritual form.

Then, seemingly finding it amusing, she transformed into a wisp of green smoke and "whoosh" disappeared into the wooden house, becoming a tiny, palm-sized figure.

It floated out with a "whoosh," and then disappeared back in with another "whoosh"...

She went in and out, playing back and forth seven or eight times. Her pale, ghostly face radiated the pure joy of a young girl.

"Alright, alright, stop playing around. If you keep playing, you'll squander all the spiritual energy from the talisman."

Jiang Shou looked at her happy face and shook his head with a smile: "From now on, when the sun is strong during the day, you can stay in this locust wood house to nourish your soul. When the yin energy is heavy at night, you can come out for some fresh air and watch some dramas."

Shen Xu stared at Jiang Shou with bright, wide eyes in the wooden house, her voice cloyingly sweet:

"Brother Taoist priest, you're so kind..."

……

Before we knew it, it was noon.

In the kitchen in the backyard, Jiang Shou was wearing an apron and holding a scaler, "swish swish swish" processing a large black fish that had just been scooped from the pond by the sink.

"Today is a good day, all my wishes will come true~" Jiang Shou hummed a song in a very good mood while scaling the fish.

Fat Tiger was squatting upright on the kitchen threshold, acting as the head chef. His amber cat eyes were fixed on the black fish on the cutting board, and with each splash of scales, he made soft swallowing sounds from his throat.

"Puff puff puff... Squeak!"

Just then, Jiang Shou's keen hearing picked up the sound of car tires screeching against the ground coming from the winding mountain road halfway up the mountain.

Jiang Shou's actions of scaling the fish suddenly stopped.

"At this hour, a car is still driving straight to Banshan Pavilion? Could it be that Mr. and Mrs. Lin, the owners, have finished 'inspecting the goods' and are coming up the mountain to give thanks?!"

Jiang Shou's heart skipped a beat; that was a walking tycoon!

"Clang!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Shou threw the half-chopped blackfish into the water tank.

"Meow?!" Seeing that the personal cook had suddenly gone on strike, Fat Tiger, who was waiting to eat fried fish, immediately let out a long, dissatisfied cry.

"Gian, don't rush! We can eat anytime, but business is more important!"

Jiang Shou quickly wiped his hands on his apron, took it off as he walked out, his face beaming with a bright smile as if he were preparing to welcome a big spender: "This is a major client who will determine the food standards for our Shouyi Temple for the next few months, we can't afford to neglect him!"

Fat Tiger rolled his eyes in disgust, turned around and faced away from him, too lazy to bother with this stupid human who was obsessed with money.

Jiang Shou strode through the main hall, straightened his sportswear slightly, took a deep breath, and reached out to pull open the two heavy elm wood doors.

As soon as the door opened, sure enough!

On the winding bluestone mountain path below, Jiang Shou immediately spotted the Lin couple, who were struggling to climb uphill.

Today, the two of them were completely different from the exhausted and dejected look they had before, tormented by the evil spirits. Although they were panting heavily from climbing the mountain, they were both radiant and full of energy.

Mr. Lin, who was walking ahead, was carrying a bulging black briefcase tightly in his hand.

Following behind him was Mrs. Lin, pushing a folding shopping cart, the kind commonly found in supermarkets! The cart was covered with a cloth, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

The two were climbing the steps with their heads down when they looked up.

Sunlight streamed in before the Taoist temple. Jiang Shou stood tall and straight within the high wooden threshold. Although he was only wearing ordinary sportswear, the gilded plaque bearing the name "Shouyi Temple" still exuded an indescribable transcendence and otherworldly grace.

The eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Lin lit up instantly!

The two of them didn't even have time to catch their breath. They moved as if the wind was blowing through their feet, pushing the cart and carrying their briefcases, and jogging up the last dozen or so steps.

"Master Jiang... Master Jiang!!"

Boss Lin rushed to the door, his voice trembling with excitement. The way he looked at Jiang Shou was as if he were looking at a god descended to earth.

"Immortal Master...! You are truly a living deity of this world!"