Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

"Tales of Extraordinary People: The Eldest Daughter of the Zhuge Family Falls in Love with a 'Rogue' 3-------- 'Hehe, these two idiots'"

"Next to the bus stop, a man pulled out a fake beard, sunglasses, and a sign that read 'The Number One Fortune Teller of All Time' from his bag. He sat on a small stool he'd somehow acquired and brazenly began playing the role of a fortune teller, calling out his wares while glancing at the sidewalk out of the corner of his eye. Two well-dressed men walked by, looking completely bewildered..."

Note: The anecdotes about extraordinary individuals do not follow the normal timeline of the main story!

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Zhang Lingyu is gone.

His back was desolate, his steps heavy, like a defeated rooster that had been plucked.

The thinnest of the bundles of sandalwood on the offering table was as thick as a thumb.

His master specifically asked him to choose the thickest one, which was 1.8 meters tall and as thick as an arm. He himself hadn't even grown to 1.8 meters tall yet!

If this thing gets on fire, it will definitely take at least half a day to burn.

If they hadn't cut corners, Zhang Lingyu's knees would probably be stuck with Chief Pu today.

The main hall has returned to its tranquility.

The wafting sandalwood incense seemed especially soothing at that moment.

Zhang Zhiwei watched his apprentice leave before slowly turning his gaze back to Chen Duo, who had been hiding behind Yan Sen, only peeking out half her head.

The old Taoist priest's eyelids drooped, as if he were about to fall asleep, but his pupils revealed a clear understanding of the world.

"Is this the girl you brought out of that quagmire of the Medicine Immortal Society back then?"

Zhang Zhiwei's voice was very soft, revealing no emotion.

Yan Sen had lost the arrogance he had shown when he bullied Zhang Lingyu. He pulled Chen Duo forward from behind, his face bearing his signature grin.

"Yes, Grand Tutor, isn't she adorable? Don't we look like siblings?"

Yan Sen may talk a lot of nonsense, but he knows exactly what's going on in his mind.

He knew that although the old man in front of him looked expressionless, he would never be dissatisfied with him saving the man.

It's more accurate to say that Zhang Zhiwei would have been angry if he hadn't brought Chen Duo out, or if he hadn't taken care of her after bringing her out.

The Celestial Master's Mansion cultivates the Tao and practices virtue.

If you don't even have this much compassion and responsibility, then what's the point of practicing cultivation? You might as well go home and grow sweet potatoes.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhiwei snorted when he heard this, but didn't refute it. He just waved to Chen Duo.

The withered hand traced a gentle arc in the air.

"Girl, come here."

Zhang Zhiwei said calmly, "Let this old man take a look at you."

Chen Duo didn't move.

She instinctively gripped Yan Sen's clothes and glanced up at her brother.

Somewhat timid.

But in Yan Sen's eyes, this timidity was a million times better than his previous robot-like state.

"It's alright, Dor."

Yan Sen squatted down, his gaze level with Chen Duo's, and reached out to tidy her slightly messy bangs, his tone incredibly gentle.

"This is my great-grandfather, one of the most outstanding and capable men in the world. This is my second home, and it will be your home from now on. Don't be afraid of your elders here."

As Chen Duo looked at Yan Sen's encouraging gaze, the wariness in her bright green eyes gradually faded.

She loosened Yan Sen's clothes, took small, quick steps, and ran to Zhang Zhiwei, where she stood obediently.

"Greetings, Grand Tutor."

Although the voice was not loud, the pronunciation was clear and accurate.

"Okay, good girl."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, his face still expressionless, but his kind heart was impossible to hide.

He reached out his hand, but instead of feeling Chen Duo's pulse, he gently pinched Chen Duo's shoulder and the back of her head.

Bone palpation.

Yan Sen watched from the side, his heart pounding in his chest.

He knew that with his master's cultivation level, once he got his hands on her, Chen Duo's Gu body technique and modified meridians would definitely be exposed.

"Hmph, you little rascal, you've managed to throw the abacus beads right at this old man's face."

Zhang Zhiwei withdrew his hand, glanced at Yan Sen, and said with a hint of teasing.

"Let me make this clear first: the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Technique are the sect's signature skills passed down from our founder, and they cannot be taught to anyone other than disciples. This girl has a special constitution, so even if we taught her, she wouldn't be able to practice them, and it would only damage her foundation."

Just as Yan Sen was about to speak, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, interrupting him.

"but……"

The old master changed the subject, his gaze returning to Chen Duo, a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Your natural talent is good. Although the damage caused in your childhood cannot be made up for, the special technique you passed on to her is quite interesting."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard, seemingly lost in thought.

"Using one's own internal organs as a cauldron to transform malevolent energy into life force. Isn't this the same method you used when you treated Jinzhong's body?"

"The Grand Tutor is wise!"

Yan Sen immediately gave a thumbs up and flattered him, "Nothing can escape your discerning eyes! I do have some selfish motives, but it's not entirely for my own sake."

His face was filled with grief and indignation as he began to pour out his grievances: "You have no idea, those beasts from the Medicine Immortal Society are simply inhuman! They treated this perfectly good child..."

"Stop, stop, stop right now!"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned and looked at Yan Sen with disdain.

"Stop pretending to be ignorant. Do you think I don't know?"

The old master picked up his teacup, gently blew away the foam, and spoke in a calm tone as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

"Do you think the company would have let you take this girl around so readily if I hadn't given the order?"

Yan Sen was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a warm feeling welled up in my heart.

He thought he had done everything perfectly, but it seems that the key to his plan's success was this seemingly irrelevant old man.

"You're the one who truly deserves praise!"

This time, Yan Sen was sincere. He rushed to Zhang Zhiwei's side and skillfully began to massage the old master's legs.

"I knew you had such a compassionate heart! Oh, how I envy Xiaoyu! To be able to listen to your teachings every day is truly a blessing beyond measure! Unlike me, I'm like a weed in the field, unloved and uncared for..."

Don't give me that.

Zhang Zhiwei felt comfortable from the punches, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't hold back with his words.

"You little rascal, if you could give even a tenth of that shamelessness to Lingyu, I wouldn't have to worry about you every day."

When Zhang Lingyu was mentioned, Zhang Zhiwei sighed, a look of disappointment on his face.

"That child is a good child, filial, diligent in his spiritual practice, and quick to understand. It's just that his temperament... how come he's so unlike me?"

Yan Sen paused in his actions, his eyes darting around as he discerned a hidden meaning in the words.

"Grand Tutor, is this... something you wish to instruct me to do?"

Yan Sen tentatively asked, "As long as it's within my power, I'll do anything you ask! I'll go through fire and water without batting an eye!"

Stop with the useless platitudes.

Zhang Zhiwei coughed lightly, sat up straight, and his eyes gleamed.

"I can't let you get away with being such a scoundrel at the company for nothing. We need to do some business together."

Yan Sen immediately dropped his playful grin, straightened his expression, and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"You said that as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you."

"You can definitely do it. I've never been so confident in you before."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Yan Sen with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"This little girl has been following me on the mountain for a while. Although I won't formally accept her into my sect, she still has some connection with me. In the future, she can refer to herself as a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"Is this what you wanted to achieve?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

"It has met the expectations of the Grand Tutor, and even exceeded them!" Yan Sen nodded honestly.

When dealing with shrewd people, honesty is the most powerful weapon.

Using an old man isn't considered using him if he's willing; it's considered benefiting from it!

"Alright then."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, then changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of "conspiracy".

"In exchange..."

"I would like you to take the spirit jade and go down the mountain for a walk."

"It doesn't matter how long, a month or a quarter is fine. In short, I want him to stay away from me and not be hanging around in front of me every day. It's annoying to see him."

Zhang Zhiwei snorted coldly, clearly remembering Zhang Lingyu's rigid and dogmatic manner, which made him furious.

"Tell me, how does he resemble your grandmaster in any way? You're more like my disciple than he is! He has no talent whatsoever, all he knows is to practice his skills to death!"

"I want you to take him and experience the world."

Zhang Zhiwei stared at Yan Sen, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Just do to him the same way your bastard father, Yan Que, tormented you back then."

"Try to temper his temper and get rid of that fake respectable facade!"

Yan Sen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

What is this?

This is bullying people under orders!

Such a good thing is hard to find even with a lantern!

"Grand Tutor, you're quite capable."

Yan Sen suppressed a smile and said with feigned modesty, "I have to travel around even without him. But how should I tell him? You know, Xiaoyu is very stubborn. If I tell him directly, he'll definitely think I'm trying to harm him."

"This matter requires your intervention. He trusts you the most."

Yan Sen's move was called "retreating to advance".

To make this a reality, we need the Heavenly Master's decree.

"That's natural."

Zhang Zhiwei snorted, letting out two long breaths, and said smugly.

"If my disciples don't trust me, who else can they trust?"

Strangely enough, there were quite a few people on the mountain, including Tian Jinzhong, who was of the same generation as him, but none of them were very interesting. It was as if there was a barrier between them when they got along.

Only when he was with Yan Sen, that little rascal, did Zhang Zhiwei feel most relaxed, and most like an ordinary grandfather and grandson.

"I will find a way to inform him myself, you don't need to worry."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"How about we set the date for January, the day you take this girl back?"

"My grandson thinks it's perfectly appropriate!"

Yan Sen looked amused. The old man and the young man exchanged a glance and simultaneously revealed a smile that sent chills down Zhang Lingyu's spine.

Zhang Zhiwei: Hmph hmph hmph.

Yan Sen: Hahaha.

Standing to the side, Chen Duo looked at the two people with cunning smiles and scratched her head in confusion.

Chen Duo: (;´・`)＞

What are Brother Sen and the old man doing?