After my grandfather passed away, I returned to my old home in Northeast China to sort out his belongings.
On the first seven nights, the altar table dedicated to Baojiaxian moved by itself, and a human-shaped black shadow seeped out from the wall.
I thought my house was haunted until Mrs. Hu's voice rang in my mind: "My child, you are destined to be a fairy. It's time to get married."
From then on, I became a disciple, working during the day and looking after people at night.
But the first "customer" who came to the door turned out to be the cold-faced captain of the criminal police team——
He said that at the scene of the recent serial disappearances, there was a "Xianjia secret code" that only I could understand.
