Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Cheng Mo and Xia He followed Uncle Hat into the police car, while the two human traffickers were taken to another vehicle.

Throughout the journey, the two human traffickers kept their heads down and remained silent. When Uncle Hat asked them questions, they acted as if they hadn't heard him and kept quiet.

Uncle Hat wasn't in a hurry. He would go back to the station, put the hat in the interrogation room, and figure out a way to get them to talk.

Unexpectedly, when the police car entered AK City—

"Uh...uh..."

The woman trafficker suddenly began to tremble violently, foaming at the mouth and rolling her eyes upward.

The man in the passenger seat, wearing a hat, was startled: "What's wrong? Does she have epilepsy?"

"Hahahaha!" The man trafficker suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. "You can't escape! None of you can escape! Not a single one of you can escape!"

The woman trembled more and more violently, bouncing on her seat, the handcuffs clanging against the car door.

"Hold on tight!" Uncle Hat, the driver, changed his expression and stepped on the gas. The police car made several beautiful drift turns on the street and rushed into the yamen compound.

Crack!

A sudden stop!

The woman trafficker tilted her head and fell silent.

Uncle Hat and the paramedics, who had been waiting in the yard, rushed over and lifted the woman onto a stretcher, while the others escorted the still-laughing man to the detention room.

Uncle in the hat, who brought Cheng Mo and the others back, wiped his sweat and said to his colleague, "Take these two to the lounge first, and we'll take their statements later."

A young police officer led Cheng Mo and Xia He through the corridor to a simple lounge and poured them water.

"Please wait a moment, someone will be here shortly," the officer said before leaving.

This was Xia He's first time entering the yamen (government office), and she looked around curiously the whole way.

After the police officers left, she walked around the room for a while, then sat down opposite Cheng Mo, resting her chin on her hand, and asked, "Are we just going to sit here like idiots and wait?"

Cheng Mo, on the other hand, was quite content, engrossed in reading a booklet titled "Citizen's Guide to Public Security and Prevention," with the slogan "Creating a Safe Community Together" printed on the cover.

"Just wait, there's no rush. Besides..." He put down the manual and smiled, "This matter probably won't be long before someone takes over."

"What do you mean?" Xia He blinked. "They're already at the government office, why are they taking over? Are they from different departments?"

"More or less," Cheng Mo picked up the paper cup and took a sip of water. The thin paper cup was a bit flimsy. "We Extraordinary People..."

The moment the words "extraordinary person" were uttered, the door to the lounge was pushed open.

The young police officer led a short, middle-aged man in. The man was about forty years old, wearing a gray-blue jacket, with a round face and a smiling demeanor; he looked like a mild-mannered neighborhood official.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, gentlemen," the middle-aged man said with a smile. He had a flip phone clipped to his waist in a leather holster; it looked like a Motorola. "If it's convenient, would you like to come with me? There are some things I need to discuss with you two."

Xia He glanced at Cheng Mo, her eyes conveying: Is this the person you were talking about taking over?

Cheng Mochong shrugged at Xia He, stood up, faced the middle-aged man, and gave him a familiar smile: "Uncle Hua, long time no see, don't you recognize me?"

The middle-aged man is Hua Feng, the head of the Northwest region of Na Du Tong. Na Du Tong is ostensibly a courier company, but in reality, it is a semi-official management organization for people with unusual interests.

The reason it's considered semi-official is... well, when you ask the official authorities, they won't acknowledge it, but in reality, it's something the official authorities created.

Nadutong covers several major regions: North China, Northeast China, East China, Central China, South China, Northwest China, and Southwest China. Cheng Mo's Liangyi Temple belongs to the Northwest, which is within Huafeng's jurisdiction.

When Hua Feng first took office, he made a special trip to Liangyi Temple with gifts in order to get to know some famous and extraordinary people in the Northwest. At that time, Cheng Mo was six years old. He visited twice more after that, the last time when Cheng Mo was twelve years old.

Hua Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, scrutinizing Cheng Mo carefully for a while before asking uncertainly, "...Young Master Cheng from Liangyi Temple?"

"Uncle Hua has a good eye," Cheng Mo said, gesturing to his chest with a hearty smile. "When you saw me last time, I was only this tall, right? You even brought me a bag of Want Want rice crackers."

Hua Feng's face immediately lit up with surprise. He took two steps forward and patted Cheng Mo's arm: "It really is you! You've grown so much, and you're full of energy! Did you... go down the mountain to cultivate? Is Old Daoist Cheng still in good health?"

"Master is in good health," Cheng Mo replied with a smile. "He has a good appetite. Not long ago, he even had a contest with an old macaque on the back mountain to see who could climb that crooked pine tree faster."

"Hahahaha!" Hua Feng laughed heartily, his voice booming, "Old Master Cheng's childlike innocence is something I can't even begin to match!"

Cheng Mo also laughed: "Master is used to the quiet life in the mountains and can become friends with all the creatures in the forest. Unlike you, Uncle Hua, who is in charge of such a big business and deals with all kinds of people every day. It is hard work and you rarely have a moment of leisure."

This child can talk.

Hua Feng smiled and waved his hand: "What do you mean by 'in charge' or not? I'm just running errands and serving everyone. Come on, come on, don't just sit here. Let's go to my place for a cup of tea and chat. There are so many people coming and going here, it's not convenient to talk."

Xia He hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise, and now that Hua Feng was inviting her, she pouted, not wanting to go with him: "Anyway, you two know each other, so you can chat. I'm not familiar with this area, and I was thinking of going out for a walk and buying some things."

Now is the perfect opportunity for Xia He to get in touch with the mainstream circle of supernatural beings; we can't let her slip away.

Cheng Mo grabbed Xia He's wrist: "What are you shopping for? It's almost noon. Let's go rest and have some tea with Uncle Hua. Uncle Hua definitely has some delicious snacks, much better than the roadside stalls you buy while wandering around."

She then turned to Hua Feng and introduced, "Uncle Hua, this is Xia He, my friend. She's a little shy, but she's actually very kind. She did a lot of work in catching that human trafficker just now."

Xia He struggled but couldn't break free. She glared at Cheng Mo, her eyes screaming: Who's afraid of strangers! You're the one with the strength! Your whole family are strongmen!

"Alright, come with me, let's not stand here anymore." Hua Feng patted Cheng Mo's shoulder with a smile and turned to lead the way.

……

On the surface, NaDuTong's branch in AK City is just a medium-sized logistics transit station, with a warehouse, a few vans, and employees in uniform busy sorting goods—everything is no different from an ordinary express delivery branch.

This is certainly not the headquarters of the Northwest Region. Hua Feng is here to inspect the grassroots level and handle some official business, and just happened to come across this matter.

Xia He followed them through the gate, looking around. Her pink ponytail swayed as she turned her head. "Little Taoist priest, isn't this the courier station? What are we doing here?"

Her clear voice caught the attention of several employees. The young men in Nadotong uniforms looked at Xia He, their eyes visibly brightening, and they slowed their pace by a beat.

Before Cheng Mo could answer, Hua Feng, who was walking ahead, turned around, his smile gentle but his eyes filled with inquiry: "This young lady Xia He... hasn't officially registered in our system yet, has she?"

Upon hearing this, Xia He immediately puffed out her chest, her face beaming with pride: "I am a registered innate extraordinary person!"

"It seems that the staff member who registered you back then didn't convey some basic information clearly."

Hua Feng nodded, turned around and continued walking: "Every person who is officially included in the management should know that Na Du Tong is not only a courier company, but also an organization that serves and manages people with disabilities."

Xia He blinked, turned to look at Cheng Mo, and seeing a smile on his lips, slapped him lightly: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Cheng Mo shrugged: "I thought you were well-versed in 'Journey to the West' and quoted so many classics that I thought you knew everything about the world of supernatural beings."

Xia He: "..."

She took a deep breath, and even the ends of her pink hair seemed to bounce up: "How can that be the same?!"

The three of them went up the stairs, walked through a corridor covered with various safety slogans and express delivery flowcharts, and came to a door with a sign that read "Manager's Office".

Hua Feng pushed open the door and entered. The room was small and simply furnished. A map of southern Shaanxi hung on one wall, and some documents were piled on the desk.

Hua Feng sat down behind his desk and pointed to the chair opposite him: "Sit down. Pour your own water; the water dispenser is in the corner."

Cheng Mo and Xia He sat down on the chairs.

Xia He curiously looked around at the room's furnishings, her gaze lingering on the map for a moment.

Hua Feng cut to the chase: "Let's get down to business. The two human traffickers you two arrested today have been confirmed by the police during their initial interrogation and by our tests to be superhumans."

He looked up at the two of them and said calmly, "According to the clues, this is a gang crime, with more than just these two members, and most of them are superhumans. The company is now cooperating with the police to investigate this case, and we will provide professional support for matters related to superhumans."

Cheng Mo nodded and asked, "Uncle Hua wants our help?"

Hua Feng shook his head: "This case itself has nothing to do with you. Once the procedures are completed, you can move around freely. It just so happens that we ran into each other, so I thought I'd take this opportunity to let you know what's going on."

Xia He blinked, asking curiously, "So... what exactly is the procedure?"

Cheng Mo gently tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to calm down, then turned to Hua Feng and said, "Since Uncle Hua brought us here, we'll definitely cooperate with the procedures. Right, Uncle Hua?"

Hua Feng found it somewhat amusing to look at the two of them; they were indeed still too young.

He pressed the internal phone on the desk: "Xiao Zhao, come to my office for a moment."