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

Time flies like an arrow, and years pass like a galloping horse.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

Early summer, 2010.

The streets of Guangzhou still have that familiar humid and sultry smell, and the air near the snack street is filled with the aroma of rice noodle rolls and the faint smell of sewage.

Yan Sen sat on a red plastic stool at a roadside stall, twirling a disposable chopstick in his hand with great skill.

Now, he has grown to over 1.8 meters tall, shedding his youthful thinness and gaining broad shoulders and a wide back. Dressed in simple cargo pants and a black T-shirt, he looks like a recent college graduate looking for a job. However, his eyes, when they occasionally squint, reveal a light that is more restrained and enigmatic than they were five years ago.

For the past five years, Yan Sen has lived like an ancient wandering knight.

He measured almost half of China with the soles of his feet.

From the towering Qinling Mountains to the vast Gobi Desert, from the 100,000 mountains of Miao territory to the bustling coastal cities.

He visited countless reclusive elders, and even nearly got into fights with people several times over a clue.

The results of it?

They found absolutely nothing about Wugensheng, that old photograph, or even the true cause of their father's declining cultivation.

It felt like an invisible giant hand had wiped away that history from decades ago completely, leaving not a speck of dust behind.

I went back to Longhu Mountain a few times, intending to rest and cultivate my mind and body. But Zhang Lingyu got a bit agitated. His skills improved rapidly, but his meditation skills stagnated. This made the Old Celestial Master look at him with loving eyes, as if saying, "When are you going to get lost, you brat?"

As for the other side of Na Du Tong, Xu Lao Si, that skinflint, conscripted a lot of men from him, ostensibly to "assist the local authorities in handling cases," but in reality, he just wanted to exploit his labor for free, without paying him a single penny. He sent him many banners, but they all contained lewd things like: "You've got some skills," "Savior of young women," and "Jeans killer."

The few times I partnered with Feng Baobao were relatively smooth. Sister Baobao is ruthless and doesn't talk much. She is proficient in everything: driving, repairing cars, tracking and counter-tracking, investigation and disguise.

She is highly skilled in combat, and most importantly, she is quite obedient.

Afterwards, he went to the Lu family and had several big drinks with Old Master Lu Jin. Based on the reputation of the Lu family and Old Master Lu, Yan Sen told him about Yan Que's decline in cultivation. Unfortunately, apart from slapping his forehead and lamenting that time waits for no one, the old man did not provide any substantial clues.

"suck--"

A loud sucking sound came from the side, interrupting Yan Sen's reverie.

Sitting opposite him at that moment was thirteen-year-old Chen Duo.

The little girl has grown up and is no longer the pitiful little thing who used to cower in a protective suit.

Dark green cargo shorts, a simple and refreshing white T-shirt, and a neatly tied high ponytail.

But now, this future "temporary worker in South China" has met his nemesis – the tapioca pearls in milk tea.

"suck--"

I can't inhale it.

Chen Duo frowned, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster hoarding food, and her clear green eyes were filled with stubbornness.

At this moment, she was struggling with a large pearl stuck in her straw, her brows furrowed, her eyes focused as if she were facing some life-or-death enemy.

Yan Sen found it amusing, couldn't help but sigh, and put down his chopsticks.

"Duo'er, did you take what I just said to heart?"

"Glug."

Chen Duo finally defeated Pearl, chewed it contentedly a couple of times, then looked up at him, her eyes instantly becoming obedient: "I listened. Brother Sen regrets letting me stay at the company and wants to send me back to school."

"Hey, you stubborn fool." Yan Sen ruffled her hair with amusement, the feel of his hand still as good as ever. "Uncle Liao, it's the same. Li Hua retired, fine. If it's really not possible, you could borrow temporary workers from other regions to fill in! Doesn't Nadutong have anyone else? Why do they have to make a middle school graduate like you start working so early?"

The more Yan Sen talked, the more he felt he was losing out.

"Tell me the truth, do you really want to be a temporary worker? If you don't, I'll take care of this task for you. After that, you can go back to whatever you were doing, and I'll handle things with the company for you."

"Brother Sen."

Chen Duo put down her milk tea and placed her hands neatly on her knees. It was a habit she had developed in the Dark Fortress. Although she had changed a lot, she would still do it subconsciously when she was serious.

I want to go.

The girl's voice was still going through puberty, with a unique hoarseness, but it was unusually firm.

"Dad Liao's hair has been falling out even more lately. When he smokes in the office, he always stares out the window and sighs. Uncle Li retired due to illness, and sometimes he even has to go to the front lines... I want to help him."

Yan Sen opened his mouth, feeling as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

He wanted to say something, but looking into Chen Duo's pure and unadulterated eyes, all his witty remarks stuck in his throat.

This girl is so sensible. So sensible it breaks my heart.

"Why do you still call him Dad Liao? Don't you want to just call him Dad instead of Uncle Liao?" Yan Sen changed the subject. He had been holding this question in his heart for a long time, but he had always been hesitant to ask because Chen Duo was still young.

To be honest, Liao Zhong's dedication to Chen Duo, acting as both father and mother to her, would even surpass that of his own father, Yan Que. Even if Liao Zhong has biological children in the future, they probably won't be as well treated as Chen Duo.

"Hey......"

Chen Duo suddenly laughed.

That smile was similar to the one from back then, yet different.

It's shallow, but very lively, like a blade of grass breaking through the soil in spring, full of vitality.

I don't want to tell you.

She looked up at Yan Sen, then quickly looked away.

Because this is a name that belongs only to me.

Liao's father is Liao's father.

Brother Sen is Brother Sen.

It is a unique title.

She felt that if she changed how she addressed him, this unique bond would become ordinary.

A young girl's feelings are always poetic, but Chen Duo only wants to keep this poem in her heart and read it herself.

"Alright, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't. After all, Duo'er, you're at the age where you should have secrets." Yan Sen didn't press further. He finished the rest of the rice noodle rolls in a few bites, stood up, stretched, and his joints crackled.

"Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, let's get to work!"

......

Liao Zhong arranged for the two to stay temporarily in an old house in an urban village.

Although the environment here is not great, it is secluded and well-connected, making it easy to escape.

Inside the room, Yan Sen pointed to the data projected on the wall, holding a laser pen he had somehow acquired, and his expression turned serious.

"Our target this time is a Gu Master from Quanxing, nicknamed 'Five Poisons Child'."

"Although this guy isn't very skilled, he has a great reputation. The difficult thing about him is that he never confronts people head-on; he always resorts to underhanded tactics. He especially likes to appear at night. Moreover, he has a habit of releasing his Gu worms before going out to scout the way and give warnings."

Yan Sen glanced back at Chen Duo, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Coincidentally, you're better at manipulating Gu worms than he is."

"Let's analyze this, how should we catch them?" Yan Sen tossed the laser pointer to Chen Duo.

Chen Duo took the pen, her green eyes becoming calm and focused.

She stared at the map for a few seconds, then circled several key intersections with her little hand.

"Here, here, and here. These three places are the most humid and hot in the vicinity, suitable for Gu worms to lurk. If I were him, I would set up an escape route in this forest, because the terrain there is complicated, and there is an underground waterway not far away."

Chen Duo's voice was clear and articulate: "We can set up an ambush at this intersection first. I'll use the Primal Gu to 'scare' his insects. As long as his warning Gu insects are in disarray, he'll definitely run towards the unfinished building. Brother Sen, you just wait over there, I'll take care of driving him there."

Yan Sen nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

This girl has not only improved her skills, but her tactical thinking has also advanced by leaps and bounds.

It seems that Liao Zhong has been giving her a lot of extra training over the years. Of course, his own practical experience of taking her around to "steal chickens and dogs" in Longhu Mountain back then also played a significant role.

"Okay, we'll do it your way!" Yan Sen snapped his fingers. "But it's still early, that bastard won't be out until midnight. Come on, Duo'er, let's watch two episodes of a TV series first."

"Hmm!" Chen Duo's eyes lit up, and she skillfully turned on the TV and tuned to that familiar channel.

"Second Battalion Commander! Where the hell is your Italian artillery?!"

A roar came from the television.

......

Late at night.

Guangzhou's nightlife is just beginning, but in this desolate wilderness far from the city center, it is utterly silent.

A dark and windy night is the perfect time for murder and arson.

Yan Sen and Chen Duo moved through the forest one after the other, like two ghosts.

According to the plan, Chen Duo was responsible for driving them away, while Yan Sen was responsible for "closing the net" on the only road they could pass through.

Everything was going smoothly.

Until they reached the depths of the dense forest.

The air was not filled with the expected stench of "Gu worms," ​​but rather with a faint, indescribable rusty smell.

It smells like blood!

Yan Sen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his hand, gesturing for Chen Duo behind him to disappear into the bushes.

【All things are connected by Qi】, open.

A flash of cyan-gold light disappeared from his eyes. In his field of vision, there was no trace of any Quanxing Gu Master on the open ground not far ahead.

Instead, there was an extremely dense and violent mass of Qi.

That energy was so red it was almost black, yet it was enveloped and suppressed by the golden Buddhist light. The rebellious red energy surged forth in bursts, like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

He is an extraordinary person.

"Who...are you?"

Before Yan Sen could speak, the strange man slowly turned his head and asked a question.

Sports clothes, slicked-back hair, work gloves.

Yan Sen looked the man up and down and thought his clothes were a bit strange, but what was strangest about him was his eyes.

Just now, the instant this strange person turned his head, Yan Sen had already noticed that his pupils were actually red.

Is it some kind of superpower of his?

No, most likely not.

The vision of 【All Things Connected by Qi】 is infallible. The Buddhist light within this person is very pure. He is definitely a Buddhist, and his cultivation is profound. It would not be an exaggeration to call him a high monk.

But......

Yan Sen sized up the man's demeanor. He seemed refined, but the coldness and cruelty in his eyes were almost overflowing. People would believe he was some kind of serial killer.

As he thought this, he protected Chen Duo, and the two slowly emerged from the bushes, completely exposed to each other's sight.

Upon seeing this, the other party raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly surprised by their ages, and then directly unleashed a palm strike.