Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

If you could only read one fantasy novel in your life, it would probably be "Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain".

Xia He immediately sat up straight: "What suggestion? Brother Meng, tell me quickly!"

Old Meng carefully considered his words: "Actually, you may not need to start like I did. My initial understanding of Qi was also very rudimentary. It was only after studying microbiology that I began to think about the application of Qi from another perspective."

"Miss Xia, perhaps you could try using your Qi in a more subtle way. After all, supernatural abilities are nothing more than the use of Qi."

A thirst for knowledge flashed in Xia He's eyes: "Brother Meng, teach me."

Old Meng scratched his head: "How about this, you start by controlling your own pores. If you can control every pore and release your own Qi from every pore, you should have a pretty complete understanding of the nature of your superpower, and then you can start the next step of research."

Xia He blinked: "Research and development? Is it that advanced?"

Old Meng smiled awkwardly: "Studying the techniques, that's what it means, you get it."

Xia He nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I'll think about it myself. Thanks, Brother Meng."

Old Meng waved his hand: "Miss Xia, you're too kind. I didn't help much."

Old Meng got up and left, and the room became quiet.

Xia He nudged Cheng Mo with her elbow: "Little Taoist priest, do you have any leads?"

Cheng Mo thought for a moment: "I actually have some experience with pores."

Xia He's eyes lit up: "What experience? Tell me quickly!"

Cheng Mo said, "You know, I don't have Qi, but my fighting ability is still pretty good."

Xia He replied matter-of-factly, "It's not just okay, it's absolutely perfect."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Without Qi perception, I can't perform internal vision, and I can't see the condition of the meridians, bones, and internal organs. But I can control every muscle in my body, and indirectly sense the condition of the bones to which the muscles are attached. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xia He was a little stunned: "What... does this have to do with what I want to do?"

Cheng Mo explained, "What I mean is, if you can internally observe the flow of Qi in your body's meridians, you can know the state of Qi within your body. If you also have a thorough understanding of your muscles, you can naturally observe every pore through the connection between your muscles and Qi."

Xia He's gaze drifted to the ceiling, and after a moment's thought, she said, "Why does it feel a bit high-end?"

Cheng Mo patted her head: "You'll have to figure this out yourself. I'll just share my experience based on my own situation."

"You messed up my hair." Xia He slapped his hand away, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Let me think about how to start."

She suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Cheng Mo: "Oh right, when we practice, my Qi protects us. At that time, is it easier for me to feel the connection between the Qi and the subtle parts of my body?"

Cheng Mo was stunned: "What? Your Qi has enveloped us?"

Xia He was also stunned: "You didn't know?"

Cheng Mo honestly replied, "You didn't tell me either."

Xia He looked completely innocent: "People in the hospital are talking about how I'm protecting you guys."

Cheng Mo was silent for two seconds: "...I thought you meant you were like a big sister, protecting us. No wonder I felt a bit sticky around me when we were practicing."

Xia He waved her hand: "Don't talk about that. Just tell me, wasn't it easier to sense Qi back then?"

Cheng Mo thought about it seriously: "I think so. I can control my muscle groups because of all the years of continuous practice. If, as you said, your Qi covers us when we practice, then it should be a good observation window for you."

Xia He slapped her thigh: "Got it! I'll try it later!"

Cheng Mo raised his hand encouragingly: "Keep it up!"

He was actually quite unsettled inside.

Before this, whether it was his master channeling Qi into him, Tu Junfang trying to summon the Three Corpses, or when he fought against Xia Liuqing and Wang Zhenqiu, he could not sense the slightest bit of the Qi channeling of the other party.

When I felt the Gu attaching to my body last time, I could say that I didn't even notice it, and even if I did notice it, I would treat it as contact with a living being and not think about it in terms of Qi.

Xia He now clearly states that the sticky yet pleasant sensation she has been experiencing these past few days is Qi.

Xia He's Qi.

Does this mean I'm one step closer to completely opening that door?

Cheng Mo was somewhat excited.

He stood up, walked around the room twice, wanting to find someone to fight immediately and truly feel the existence of Qi from another person.

His gaze swept across his surroundings.

Old Meng just left.

Xia He... is not suitable.

Xia He asked in confusion, "Little Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

Cheng Mo: "I'd like to find someone to spar with."

Xia He thought for a moment and shook her head: "I doubt anyone would want to fight you."

Cheng Mo frowned: "Why?"

Xia He pointed towards the hospital morgue: "Those Medicine Immortal Society corpses are still in the morgue. Everyone knows you killed them with a single punch. With you looking so agitated, who knows if you'll hold back?"

If the people at Na Du Tong heard Xia He's words, they would definitely agree and give Cheng Mo the middle finger: You're crazy!

Cheng Mo: "..."

It seems to make sense.

He sighed and sat back down in his chair.

He looked at the conclusion above and sighed softly.

The previous guesses have come true.

Liangliang, the boy from that mountain village who was abducted and then became a child trafficker, is the biological child of the woman he met at the train station.

The rascal took out his phone and called Uncle Hat.

"Hey, Captain Zhang, the test results are in, a match."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a low sigh.

After a moment, Captain Zhang asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Wang Zhenqiu leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling: "How many years will that guy get?"

Captain Zhang flipped through the materials: "His current case involves relatively minor individuals, with only two people clearly identified, and both as accomplices, who should be within the next ten years."

Wang Zhenqiu remained silent for a few seconds.

ten years.

He remembered the woman handing out flyers in front of the station, her hunched back, her humble smile, and the unfathomable weariness and faint hope in her eyes.

I've been searching for sixteen years.

"Then you should inform his mother," Wang Zhenqiu said. "She has been searching hopelessly for sixteen years. Waiting for ten more years with hope in her heart should be better for her."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Finally, Captain Zhang said, "Okay, leave this to us. Thank you for your hard work these past few days, Qiu'er. Next time you come over, I'll treat you to a meal."

Wang Zhenqiu smiled and said, "Let's talk about the future later."

After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath and turned to walk out.

He decided to go back to the hospital.

I wonder how those children are doing now.

I've missed you a little since we last met.

……

That evening, Wang Zhenqiu appeared at the hospital entrance.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Cheng Mo rushing over from the other end of the corridor.

That speed, that expression, that look in his eyes—

Wang Zhenqiu instinctively jumped back two meters.

Cheng Mo greeted him with a warm smile: "Qiu'er! You're back!"

Wang Zhenqiu was startled by this sudden enthusiasm and took two steps back.

Xia He popped out from behind, waving happily: "Golden Retriever! Did you get it done?"

Wang Zhenqiu stared warily at Cheng Mo, then nodded to Xia He: "It's done."

He pointed at Cheng Mo: "What's wrong with him today?"

Xia He shrugged: "I'm quite excited because I've made progress."

Wang Zhenqiu was taken aback, then stared wide-eyed at Cheng Mo: "You can sense Qi now?"