One divination a day, a trainee celestial master

Pushing open the gate, Jiang Shou stood on the high threshold and looked down.

On the mountain path steps a few dozen meters away, instead of the Lin couple who had returned, stood Wang Daqiang, wearing a slightly loose jacket, carefully supporting the elderly woman with a cane as they walked step by step up the mountain.

Jiang Shou watched the mother and son supporting each other as they climbed the mountain, and a wave of emotion washed over him, along with a genuine joy in his eyes.

Although the mother and son both looked somewhat sallow and haggard, and their weakness from recovering from a serious illness was obvious, they seemed to be in relatively good spirits. Wang Daqiang, in particular, although unshaven, no longer had the deathly despair he had felt in the detention center.

I just don't know how his messy and troublesome family affairs were resolved in the end.

Five minutes later.

The mother and son finally turned the last bend and arrived at the bottom of the steps in front of the Taoist temple.

Looking up, the two saw the young Taoist priest standing at the door with a smile on his face, his demeanor still ethereal and serene.

Wang Daqiang and the old woman's eyes lit up at the same time, and their originally heavy steps quickened instantly. Even the old woman seemed to be eagerly breaking free from her son's support and walking up quickly.

Seeing the two of them hurrying along, Jiang Shou smiled slightly, his clear and gentle voice drifting down the steps:

"Layman, the mountain is high and the road is steep."

"No need to rush, take your time..."

……

Shouyi Guan is outside the wooden threshold.

Before Jiang Shou's "Take your time" had even finished fading, Wang Daqiang, who had just climbed the last step of the bluestone staircase, suddenly buckled at the knees.

A muffled thud.

This middle-aged man, weighing 170 or 180 pounds, knelt firmly on the stone slab outside the Taoist temple gate.

"Master Jiang! I, Wang Daqiang, will never forget your great kindness!" Wang Daqiang's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse as he made a move to kowtow on the ground.

Jiang Shou's eyelids twitched, and he quickly took two steps to step out of the threshold and reached out to grab Wang Daqiang's arm.

With Jiang Shou's terrifying arm strength now tempered by true essence, he could easily lift a water buffalo with one hand, let alone Wang Daqiang. However, he dared not use brute force. The fat man was still recovering from a serious illness and was quite weak. If he exerted too much force and dislocated the man's shoulder, it would truly be a case of good intentions gone wrong.

"Layman Wang, get up quickly, you can't do that." Jiang Shou only used a third of his strength to lift him up, "The Taoist sect is a quiet place, we don't do this."

Wang Daqiang refused to get up, tears streaming down his face: "Master Jiang, if it weren't for your great mercy in going to the hospital... my mother would have really been killed by that poisonous woman! I, Wang Daqiang, am a blind beast, unable to even protect my own mother..."

The old woman beside him also wiped away tears. Leaning on her cane, she stepped forward and tightly grasped Jiang Shou's hand, her withered fingers trembling slightly: "Little Celestial Master... thank you, thank you so much... this great kindness is something our Wang family can never repay in lifetimes..."

Seeing the mother and son weeping in each other's arms after surviving the ordeal, Jiang Shou sighed, then used a little more skill to lift Wang Daqiang off the ground.

"Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune. You two should go into the main hall first and offer incense to the ancestral master to cleanse yourselves of bad luck."

Jiang Shoujiang welcomed the mother and son into the main hall.

The two walked to the offering table. Wang Daqiang lit incense sticks and respectfully handed three to his elderly mother, taking three for himself as well. The mother and son knelt on the prayer mats and kowtowed repeatedly to the Three Pure Ones and the old man in the side hall with utmost piety.

After offering incense, Jiang Shou led the two to a wooden table in the side hall and handed them two cups of warm tea in disposable paper cups.

"Boss Wang, how's that mess at home going?" Jiang Shou asked casually as he sat down opposite him.

Mentioning this, Wang Daqiang tightened his grip on the paper cup. His expression was complex, a mixture of the sadness of betrayal and the indignation of revenge.

"That bitch and her lover have been formally detained by the police." Wang Daqiang gritted his teeth. "The lover is suspected of instigating murder, and Wang Xiaoyan is guilty of attempted murder. Now the evidence is conclusive, and we're just waiting for the procuratorate to proceed with the trial and sentencing."

Wang Daqiang sneered, "I've already filed for divorce unilaterally. I, Wang Daqiang, have been through thick and thin in society for so many years, I'm not someone to be trifled with. That bitch is currently in detention, she can't possibly stop me from transferring the building materials supermarket and those properties under her name. Once she's sentenced and released, she'll never get a single penny from me for the rest of her life!"

"Where is the child?" Jiang Shou asked.

"My daughter is with me." Wang Daqiang sighed, his tone softening slightly. "As for that...that bastard child. The day Wang Xiaoyan was arrested, that lover's biological mother went to the hospital and shamelessly took the child away."

Upon hearing this, the elderly woman who hadn't said much earlier couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"Sigh..." The old woman wiped away her tears with the back of her rough hands, "I've been waiting and waiting, going to the temple to burn incense and pray to Buddha every day, but what I got was someone else's child... What sins have I committed? How will I face Qiangzi's father and the ancestors of the Wang family after I die?"

Wang Daqiang quickly put his arm around his elderly mother's shoulder, his eyes reddening as well: "Mom, don't say that. As long as you're safe and sound, that's more important than anything else. At worst... at worst, I'll adopt another one in a couple of years when things have calmed down."

Watching the mother and son wipe away their tears, Jiang Shou sat opposite them, silent.

"Master Jiang," Wang Daqiang said, comforting his mother before turning to Jiang Shou, his voice choked with emotion. "You are the true savior of our Wang family. If you hadn't gone to our house and broken that deadly curse, I would have died long ago; if you hadn't gone to the hospital and saved my mother, that poisonous woman would still be at large, and I would have lived with regret for the rest of my life..."

Jiang Shou waved his hand, interrupting him: "Layman Wang, as I said before, this is a karmic connection between us, and it is also because the old man's sincerity has moved the patriarch. You don't need to worry about it so much."

"No, I want it."

Wang Daqiang took a deep breath and stood up. He looked at Jiang Shou, his tone extremely solemn: "I, Wang Daqiang, am a rough man and don't understand any grand principles of cultivation. These past few days, lying in the detention center, I've thought and thought, but I still don't know how to repay your immense kindness."

After saying that, he placed the black leather handbag that he had been carrying under his arm on the wooden table and reached out to unzip it.

Jiang Shou sat in the chair, maintaining a composed and aloof demeanor on the surface, but his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Wang Daqiang reached into his bag and began taking things out of the table one by one.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

Five consecutive dull, metallic-sounding impacts echoed across the wooden table.

Those were five solid gold bars, gleaming and bearing the bank's official stamp!

Jiang Shou's eyes widened instantly.

Although he had never bought gold, he had at least seen it. On the surface of each gold bar, the words "500g" and "Au9999" were clearly engraved in laser ink!

Five pieces, that's a full 2,500 grams, or five kilograms, of pure gold!