Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Dou Mei and Shen Chong shook off the people from NaDuTong and stopped in a secluded corner.

Dou Mei, panting, asked, "What happened? How did it attract the attention of Na Du Tong?"

Shen Chong looked at her: "You're affecting ordinary people."

Dou Mei suddenly realized.

Shen Chong frowned: "Xia He clearly suspects you. We need to use some forceful measures to increase our control over her parents."

Dou Mei shook her head: "We should bring her into our arms, not create an enemy. Using her parents and family to threaten her is the worst thing we can do."

A tall figure emerged from the shadows.

He was a chubby monk with a big smile, and his appearance made people feel friendly.

"Shen Chong, we are civilized people, don't be so irritable."

When he laughed, the flesh on his face bulged together: "Take it slow, no rush. From the moment we found out about Xia He, she has been one of us."

Shen Chong sneered.

The fat monk patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's find a place to rest first. Today's occasion is not suitable, let's talk about it another day."

The three disappeared into the depths of the alley.

……

Xia He stood at the door after leaving the Na Du Tong office, feeling extremely angry.

I was clearly the victim and provided important information, so why was I criticized and lectured instead?

The key issue is that NaDuTong didn't solve her family's problems at all.

What is the purpose of surveillance?

Can surveillance prevent Dou Mei and her accomplices from taking action?

She took a deep breath and walked toward her parents' factory.

I bought three jianbing guozi on the way, one for myself and one for my parents.

After walking a few steps, she took out her phone and dialed Cheng Mo's number.

Beep—Connection complete.

"Little Taoist priest."

"Um?"

"Does your Liangyi Temple need people? I might as well go up the mountain and become a Taoist nun."

Cheng Mo was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Xia He took a deep breath: "I just came out of the tunnel."

"and then?"

"And then?" Xia He's voice rose eight octaves. "I went to report it to the police and provided information, and I got a lecture! They said I used my superpowers in the street and affected ordinary people, that I was a victim and also had to take responsibility, and that this was a one-time thing!"

She grew increasingly angry as she spoke: "And they didn't solve any of my family's actual problems at all. They said they'd arrange for someone to monitor us, but what's the use of monitoring? Will it stop Dou Mei and her group from taking action? If those people really tried to use force, what good would monitoring do?"

Cheng Mo listened quietly on the other end.

After Xia He finished speaking, she let out a long sigh: "Don't you think they're unreliable?"

Cheng Mo paused for two seconds before speaking, "Let's call Liao Zhong."

"Liao Zhong?"

"He's the head of the Southwest region. Call him and ask him to pass on a message to the people here to take good care of your parents."

Xia He thought for a moment and then refused: "Forget it, we still have to rely on ourselves for this. We can't expect everyone to be able to help us."

Cheng Mo asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Could you help me figure out Dou Mei's location? I'll talk to her again," Xia He said. "Based on our previous conversations, she seems to want to recruit me. I need to get her to give up on my parents' side first."

Cheng Mo said, "Okay, wait for me a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mo got up and walked out.

Duoduo was watching TV with her master in the hall when she saw her senior brother's back and immediately started talking.

She tugged at Cheng Shou's sleeve: "Master, why does Sister Xia He only call my senior brother and not me?"

Cheng Shou put down his teacup and chuckled twice: "Your senior brother and Sister Xia He are dating."

Duoduo tilted her head: "Huh? What's dating?"

After leaving the Medicine Immortal Society, she only watched children's cartoons. When she came to Liangyi Temple, she watched melodramatic dramas with her master, which mainly focused on mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships. The male and female protagonists got married at the beginning, and there was no romance at all.

Cheng Shou scratched his head: "It's just a sweet and loving relationship between a man and a woman."

Duoduo still didn't understand.

Cheng Shou thought for a moment and dropped a bombshell: "In the TV shows we watch, wives and husbands date before they get married."

"ha?!"

Duoduo froze, her little mouth agape.

His eyes were wide open.

She glanced at the TV screen, then at the doorway, and then at her master: "Will my senior brother marry Sister Xia He?"

Cheng Shou waved his hand: "That's not necessarily true."

Duo Duo got anxious: "Master, didn't you just say that husbands and wives date before getting married?"

Cheng Shouqian coughed twice: "Well... but dating doesn't necessarily mean getting married."

Duo Duo clenched her little fists, her expression serious: "No, Senior Brother must marry Sister!"

Cheng Shou: "..."

My apprentice, it seems I've dug a hole for you.

……

yard.

Cheng Mo sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated, and cleared his mind.

After a short while, we entered the interior.

The chaos before my eyes dispersed, and heaven and earth took shape.

He stood in the world he had created, and a thought arose: Dou Mei's current location.

A ball of light, about the size of a fist, appeared in front of me.

Cheng Mo reached in.

The image flooded my mind—deep in an alley, an old residential building, the third floor, the room on the east side.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something else: Shen Chong and Gao Ning's positions.

The thought arose again.

Another ball of light appeared, and Cheng Mo reached inside.

The scene unfolds—the same alley, the same residential building, the same room.

The three guys were together.

Cheng Mo frowned slightly. The three of them were together, and Xia He was just going to deliver vegetables, wasn't she?

He thought for a moment and then asked: the three people's phone numbers.

As the thought arose, a ball of light appeared, no bigger than a fingernail.

As the thought arose, a ball of light appeared, no bigger than a fingernail.

Cheng Mo reached out to grab it, and three strings of numbers were imprinted in his mind.

Exiting the interior scene, Cheng Mo opened his eyes, edited a text message, sent Dou Mei's number, and then dialed Xia He's number.

"Hey, Xia He."

"Hmm, you figured it out?"

Cheng Mo said, "Dou Mei is with two other experts. Don't go alone. I've sent you her phone number. Arrange to meet her alone first."

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

"No."

Cheng Mo was taken aback: "Huh?"

Xia He said, "I saw her."

"one person?"

"one person."

Cheng Mo was silent for two seconds: "Be careful, if things don't look good, just run."

"I know, I'll hang up now."

The phone hangs up.

Cheng Mo stood there, holding his phone, his brows furrowed.

This isn't right.

Asking about the future doesn't just mean you've predetermined it.

Based on the techniques I've learned these past two days, asking about the future in one's inner vision is equivalent to consuming Qi, spirit, fortune, and lifespan, thus fixing what is originally a fluctuating and changeable future.

Under normal circumstances, the less likely the future can be changed, the heavier the backlash will be. The more questions you ask, the more insecure and unlucky you become.

But—

Cheng Mo discovered the blind spot.

He seemed to have barely used up his Qi, and was in excellent spirits. He also didn't suddenly feel a strong wind blowing him off the cliff while practicing.

and so……

What I see is not the future at all, but just one of many possibilities?

If the sphere of light cannot be broken, a definitive answer cannot be obtained, and the backlash will be eliminated.

Cheng Mo felt that something was wrong.

But with my current knowledge of magic, I still can't figure it out.

Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore.

He sat down cross-legged again.

Close your eyes, concentrate, and empty your mind.

Entering the interior again.

If asking for an answer is unreliable, then deduce and list all the possibilities.

The interior features a sand table, images, and a complete logical chain.

What will happen when Xia He and Dou Mei meet?

Which step might introduce unexpected changes?

What different outcomes will different choices lead to?

Cheng Mo went through each item one by one, deducing their implications.

After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that he didn't actually need to get involved; Xia He could handle it, though it would be a bit more complicated.

He exited the interior scene, opened his eyes, stood up, and walked towards the hall.