Having devoted myself to guiding souls, I was surrounded by them after my death.

The temple keeper girl paused, tilted her ear slightly, and then said:

"Based on observations, a high school in Nanhai City has been occupied by a malevolent spirit for a long time. I think it's time to send someone to remove it."

Suddenly, an elderly woman who hadn't spoken until now raised her hand and said:

"Regarding this, temple keeper, I have someone in mind."

"Grandma Gu, are you trying to talk about your apprentice?" The temple keeper girl tilted her head.

"Yes, Luo Xiaoyu just returned from the spirit exchange. She can continue her journey after resting. She is currently the youngest Level 2 Ferryman. After a few more spirit exchanges, her spiritual power should reach Level 1."

The temple keeper girl nodded, and Grandma Gu immediately made a phone call: "Xiaoyu, come over here."

A few minutes later...

"pat...pat..."

Hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and the last one came to a sudden stop at the doorway.

Then, there was no further movement.

Inside the room, the group looked at each other, puzzled for a moment.

It took a full five minutes for the door to finally open...

A girl stood at the door, her jet-black hair tied into two buns—it was Luo Xiaoyu.

Beneath her bun hairstyle, her little face was rosy, and her eyes were quite unique; her left pupil was ordinary black, but her right pupil had a crescent moon mark on it.

She has heterochromia.

Luo Xiaoyu wasn't tall; her petite frame was concealed in a modified cheongsam, which accentuated her youthful figure.

Her lower body was clad in long white stockings and Mary Jane shoes, which looked somewhat out of place with her youthful face and cheongsam.

"Uh... Little Fish, who taught you to dress like this?" The heavily made-up woman's eyebrows twitched, and she couldn't help but ask.

Luo Xiaoyu's shoulders twitched, and she hurriedly pulled out a notebook and a pen from behind her back. The pen tip scratched as she wrote, and finally she held up the notebook.

"It's a bit far, can someone read it to me..." The heavily made-up woman said with a hint of helplessness.

A crow flapped its wings and flew over, looking at the booklet and reading aloud, "It was my teacher's wife who taught me to dress like this. She said that young people should be more energetic and not dress like a country bumpkin."

After saying that, Luo Xiaoyu pursed her lips and nodded vigorously, making "mmm" sounds.

"What kind of aesthetic sense is this? This looks like the outfits of those female internet celebrities..." The heavily made-up woman's eyes twitched.

Beside her, Grandma Gu said smugly, "What do you know? I see young people online dressing like this. Girls all love to look pretty. Xiaoyu is so young, how can she always dress so unfashionably like you guys?"

"cough."

The temple keeper girl coughed lightly, and everyone immediately shut up.

She said, "Luo Xiaoyu, there's a malevolent spirit that needs your help to eliminate. It's been lurking on campus for a long time and is quite dangerous. Are you sure you can handle it?"

"Mmm!" Luo Xiaoyu originally wanted to write, but in the end she simply nodded vigorously.

Is it really possible?

The long-haired old man was still fiddling with the Luban lock:

“A few years ago, Grandma Gu took Xiaoyu down the mountain to play, but they accidentally got separated. Didn’t Xiaoyu cry for a long time by herself? Luckily, she met a kind person who bought her snacks and stayed with her in the same place to wait.”

At this point, Luo Xiaoyu, standing at the door, shrugged and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She quickly picked up the booklet and held it up to her face, revealing only her beautiful eyes.

Noticing everyone was watching her, she continued writing with a "rustling" sound, and finally flipped through the booklet:

The crow read, “Don’t worry, I can do it, exclamation mark.”

Luo Xiaoyu nodded vigorously.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Luo Xiaoyu. You just got back today, rest a bit and we'll set off tomorrow," the temple keeper girl said in a cool voice.

Luo Xiaoyu nodded vigorously again, and just as she was about to leave, she glanced over and saw the long-haired old man fiddling with a Luban lock.

"Well……"

She looked at it for a few seconds, then stepped forward and picked up the Luban lock.

10 second later:

"Crack!"

The lock is open.

The long-haired old man: "???"

Then, she scribbled something and flipped through the notebook: "You're welcome. I helped you because you looked so worried."

"Uh... thank you?" The long-haired old man looked at everyone, then at Luo Xiaoyu, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

This girl just walked in, right? She untied it just by looking!?

Thinking she had done a good deed, Luo Xiaoyu smiled, took small steps to the door, took a deep breath, and finally bowed and called out:

"Temple keeper, my master and mistress, I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, she dashed out of the room as if she had exhausted all her energy, closing the door behind her like a frightened little rabbit.

"Huh?"

The young man in long sleeves was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in astonishment, "She's not mute, is she?"

This was the first time he had met Luo Xiaoyu.

"Who told you that Xiaoyu is mute?" Grandma Gu gave him a disapproving look.

"Then why did she use a booklet to write?"

"Because she's shy and timid."

"She was at the door for those five minutes just now..."

"I'm mentally preparing myself. What are they calling this online now... i-person?"

"..."

"That's going too far..."

Chapter 49 Late-Night Private Training

Nighttime, inside Jiang Lingqin's shop

"what!"

"Again, lower your center of gravity, engage your hips... Yes..."

"Um……"

"Take a deep breath, don't exhale too much, and engage your waist and hips."

"call……"

"Yes, like that, slowly..."

"Ouch!"

Inside the training room, there was a "thump" sound as Chen Shi lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Behind them, Jiang Liu had one hand on her hip and the other still in a pushing posture—it was quite obvious who the culprit was who had fallen.

"Junior brother, you can't do this."

Jiang Liu raised an eyebrow.

She had taken off her white shirt, trousers, and boots, and put on a black tight-fitting vest and black and white striped athletic shorts. Her black hair was still tied in a high ponytail, and she was barefoot on the ground.

After the vest absorbed the sweat, it clung tightly to her body, revealing her slender waist and her fair, long legs.

"Senior Sister Jiang, you didn't say you knew how to push... and aren't you being a bit too strong?" Chen Shi rubbed his waist.

"It won't even stop after a gentle push?"

Jiang Liu smiled faintly and helped Chen Shi up:

"Your posture is incorrect. Your center of gravity is leaning forward, which makes you prone to falling. Try to lower your center of gravity as much as possible and keep your waist and hips engaged. This will also increase your explosive power."

After saying that, she pinched Chen Shi's waist:

"Junior brother, aren't you quite young? You can't say you have a bad back when you're young."

If Su Yining, who knows how to step on the gas, said this, Chen Shi would definitely follow up with, "Why don't you try it and see if your back is okay?"

Unfortunately, the opponent is Senior Sister Jiang, whose speed is unknown, so it's best to hold back.

"Of course, but I've had too much to do these past few days and I'm a bit tired," Chen Shi said, making up an excuse.

"Even if it's tiring, I have to practice."

Jiang Liu flicked his forehead, her voice gentle:

"There are many unforeseen circumstances for ferrymen; not all evil spirits will wait for you to rest before appearing. Weren't you quite spirited in the hospital just now? What's wrong? You can't handle this anymore?"

She leaned closer and smiled faintly.

"Of course!"

Chen Shi took a deep breath and stood up straight again.

"That's more like it."

Jiang Liu's voice came from behind, as if she were breathing in his ear.

She stepped forward and placed her hands on Chen Shi's waist, the warmth of her palms seeping through the fabric to his skin.

"Lower your center of gravity, concentrate your power in your core, keep your breathing steady, and don't exhale too much air at once."

As she spoke, she applied slight pressure with her fingertips.

Chen Shi took a deep breath, trying to regain his balance, when he suddenly felt a soft touch from behind. Warm breath patted his neck from behind, making him feel a little itchy.

He tried his best to stay upright, but he still accidentally trembled.

"Stand firm."

Jiang Liu's voice immediately came from behind.

"Um... Senior Sister Jiang..." Chen Shi hesitated before speaking.

"Hmm? Oh."

Jiang Liu looked down and realized the problem—her chest had inadvertently pressed against Chen Shi's back.

However, she didn't back down; she simply smiled.

"You don't even have this much self-control? Junior brother, you've never been in a relationship before, have you?"

"I'm not popular with women; I've never been in a relationship," Chen Shi readily admitted.

"No luck with women? You can fool young girls, but you think you can fool your senior sister?"

Jiang Liu glanced at him, then placed her hands on his waist to adjust his center of gravity and get him into a ready stance.

What does this mean? Why are you and your senior saying this? Did the girls conspire together?

Behind him, Jiang Liu pressed against his waist and said:

"Standing posture is fundamental; it affects power generation and speed, so it must be adjusted properly."

She adjusted her position and moved to Chen Shi's right side, with the two less than 10 centimeters apart. Chen Shi could even hear her steady breathing.

Jiang Liu squeezed Chen Shi's arm, her fingertips rubbing together:

"Hmm... he does have some muscles."

As if conducting an evaluation, she cupped his wrist in her palm and rubbed it upwards along the lines of his forearm, her fingertips brushing against his skin, bringing a ticklish sensation and lingering warmth.

"A new magical artifact?" Jiang Liu asked as her fingertips brushed against the bandage on her forearm.

"Mm." Chen Shi nodded.