Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

However, there were two things Cheng Mo didn't understand.

How did Lao Tu find the bodies of these three guys?

Furthermore, Liu Chengfeng seemed to know nothing about Shen Chong and the others. Was the Liu family too closed off, or were these three guys not famous enough?

Xia He nudged Cheng Mo and pulled him away.

The two slid down the courtyard wall and left silently.

After walking a distance, Xia He spoke up: "Little Taoist, did you hear that? Those corpses were brought over by that strange old man."

Cheng Mo nodded: "Old Tu probably used these corpses to exchange for that pile of human bones."

Xia He rubbed her forehead: "So that's how the corpses of the corpse drivers come about. It's not very interesting. Let's go."

Cheng Mo pulled her into the grove, and Xia He's pretty face turned bright red: "Little Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

"Protect me."

"???"

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and entered the inner world, completely unaware of Xia He's inner turmoil outside.

Xia He stared at Cheng Mo's head from top to bottom. She just couldn't understand why she had rushed in and this was the result.

But you know what, that head is quite good-looking.

As she thought about it, she started rubbing, rubbing and rubbing...

A moment later, Cheng Mo opened his eyes, felt something was wrong with the top of his head, looked up, and Xia He's hands were directly rubbing his face.

Cheng Mo: "...Could you let me get up first?"

"Ah!" Xia He was startled and quickly withdrew her hand. "Why are you awake?"

Cheng Mo stood up, and Xia He asked a little guiltily, "Um, shall we go eat first?"

Cheng Mo looked at her: "Aren't you concerned about the identities of those three corpses?"

Xia He said nonchalantly, "Why should I care so much? It has nothing to do with me."

Cheng Mo looked at her without saying a word.

Xia He looked away: "...You're not going to say I know them, are you? I don't know many people in the world of supernatural beings. It can't be the corpse of the All-Knowing Strategist, right? If they find out, wouldn't it cause an uproar?"

Cheng Mo: "...Your thinking is really quite broad."

He stopped being mysterious: "Those three corpses are Dou Mei and the other two."

Xia He was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened: "!!!"

"Little Taoist priest, didn't you say you killed those three? How come they were intercepted by that strange old man again?" She lowered her voice. "Could he know that you killed the Quanxing members?"

Cheng Mo waved his hand dismissively, "Quanxing isn't a very close-knit organization. Even if they found out, no one would come looking for revenge."

Xia He was a little anxious: "But he's still a potential threat! We should have taken care of that weirdo before. Now that he's improved, what if he really wants to deal with you in the future?"

Cheng Mo chuckled: "You're just being overly concerned. Let's not even talk about whether Lao Tu knows who killed those three bastards. Even if it's confirmed that I really did kill them, he'll pretend he doesn't know—don't forget, his opportunity to inherit the family business is in our hands."

Xia He frowned slightly: "That's just his guess. We'll just give him a few beatings, it's not that easy..."

She thought for a moment, then lowered her voice and said, "How about next time he tells us to beat him up, we just do it?"

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "There's no need for that. You have to trust Lao Tu's character, especially Lao Tu who has severed his three corpses."

Xia He pouted, "But his three corpses can grow back. If he goes crazy, who knows what he might do."

Cheng Mo pondered for a moment: "That is indeed the problem. How about this, when we meet next time, let's see if we can beat him so badly that he's completely defeated. If not, we'll give him a brain treatment and send him to a mental hospital."

Xia He thought for a moment and said, "That is indeed a solution."

Cheng Mo suddenly leaned closer to her and teased, "Girl, you're being a little too concerned about me now."

Xia He rolled her eyes at him: "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't care if they died."

Cheng Mo smiled and pulled her along, saying, "Let's go, we've seen the corpse-transporting game, let's go somewhere else."

Xia He's eyes lit up: "Let's go find Ma Xianhong. Hehe, let him see that your weapon-refining skills are already superior to his."

Cheng Mo was speechless: "...You're really good at bragging."

Xia He pulled him along, saying, "Let's go~"

……

The two walked from the wild path onto the stone-paved path.

Walking along the path, we soon came to a platform where six or seven children were chattering.

The one leading the group was a little girl with orange hair, who looked no older than Duoduo.

Cheng Mo and Xia He gradually approached, their expressions somewhat strange—these little ones were talking about cultivation.

The little ones chatted amongst themselves, talking about the hardships of spiritual practice.

The little girl with orange hair who was leading the group spoke the most enthusiastically: "This is the most boring thing we've learned, and Grandpa won't let us use it outside."

A little boy with a round head chimed in, "That's right, that's right. When my kindergarten classmates heard that we work at the crematorium, they all said I was unlucky, and not many of them wanted to play with me."

The little girl next to him, who was a bit older, said, "Yeah, what little girl deals with dead people every day? When my classmates and I watched a horror movie during our holiday, they were all terrified, but I was the only one laughing out loud."

The little girl with orange hair sighed, "This stupid kung fu is so hard to learn. It takes so much effort and I still can't make any progress. I've heard that those who practice internal alchemy or internal energy cultivation can beat adults at my age."

Another little girl asked curiously, "Sister Yan Yan, can you control zombies now?"

Liu Yanyan corrected her: "It's a living corpse, not a zombie... but it's pretty much the same. It's slow and wobbly, and you can feel like it could be blown over by the wind."

The little boy with the round head suddenly became envious: "Wow! Being able to control zombies is super awesome! Sister Yan Yan, you can beat up adults too! A few zombies would scare them to death."

Liu Yanyan pouted: "What's so great about it? I've been practicing my skills lately, and there's always something jumping around. I can't even beat you guys with a zombie."

Xia He slowed her pace and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear, "Could those be the Liu family's kids?"

Cheng Mo nodded: "There are no other houses around here."

Xia He asked in confusion, "That little guy said his family runs a crematorium. Has the Liu family really expanded their business that much?"

Cheng Mo reminded her, "Have you forgotten about Lao Meng? Many of his family members work at the zoo, and some of his relatives even run a circus."

Xia He clicked her tongue twice: "Our world of supernatural beings is indeed full of talented people."

Cheng Mo suddenly pulled her and quickened her pace.

Xia He was startled: "Little Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

The kids also spotted the two of them.

They looked unfamiliar, but apart from Liu Yanyan, the others didn't find anything strange—they hadn't had much contact with other uncles or aunts, and they didn't really recognize all the adults from other families.

Liu Yanyan was only slightly puzzled, but didn't think much of it, assuming it was a distant relative.

The little ones waved and greeted them, saying, "Hello, uncles and aunties!"

Xia He: "..."

Cheng Mo walked up to Liu Yanyan with a smile: "You're Yanyan, right? I even held you when you were little~"

Liu Yanyan greeted sweetly, "Hello, Uncle~"

Xia He: "..."

Thinking to myself: This little Taoist priest is really good at bragging.

Cheng Mo rubbed the little girl's head, and then rubbed the heads of the other little ones.

Although two of them seemed reluctant, none of the other friends refused, so they couldn't really avoid it.

Cheng Mo asked with a smile, "I overheard you complaining about practicing martial arts earlier, but actually our family's martial arts techniques are quite sophisticated."

The little ones all looked puzzled.

Liu Yanyan tilted her head: "What's so special about it? It's just killing people, right? Uncle, don't lie to me. If it were that powerful, my grandfather never even became one of the Ten Elders. That Granny Guan from beyond the Great Wall, she was also from an unorthodox sect, and she became one of the Ten Elders, didn't she?"

Cheng Mo was a little surprised: "Oh, you even know about the Ten Elders?"

Liu Yanyan said smugly, "Hehe, I know a lot."

Xia He looked at Cheng Mo, then at the little ones, poked Cheng Mo, and gave him a puzzled look.

Cheng Mo gestured for her to calm down.

Turning to Liu Yanyan, he continued, "Then let me ask you, do you know what the connection is between the White Bone Temple and our family's martial arts technique?"

Liu Yanyan blinked: "What is the White Bone Temple?"

The other little ones also looked on with curiosity.

Cheng Mo: "..."

I felt a pang of sadness—no wonder the Liu family declined; they didn't even teach their children the most basic things.

Considering that Old Liu helped him dispose of the three madmen's corpses, Cheng Mo decided to be a good guy today and have a good chat with these kids about cultivation.

Cheng Mo cleared his throat: "The contemplation of the white bones is about visualizing human bones. When a person is alive, they have skin and flesh and look quite beautiful, but after they die, the skin and flesh rot away, leaving only white bones. Visualizing this can help break free from greed."

He asked the children, "Do you know what greed is?"

The little girl who was enjoying watching horror movies raised her hand frantically: "I know, I know!"

Cheng Mo pointed at her: "Tell me."