Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

The two went to the welfare home together.

Dean Yang was in the courtyard when he saw Cheng Mo return. He looked at him with curiosity and said, "Hey, little Taoist priest, what brings you here again? Didn't you say that was your little brother?"

She looked at Xu Xiang behind Cheng Mo: "Mr. Xu, what brings you here today?"

Xu Xiang: "..."

He opened his mouth, but before he could come up with an explanation, Dean Yang continued, "Oh, you've come to see Chu Lan, right?"

Xu Xiang coughed lightly: "I know this young Taoist priest Cheng's master, so I came in with him to take a look."

Dean Yang nodded: "Oh, I see. Why don't you take a look at Chu Lan?"

Xu Xiang: "..."

Cheng Mo turned to look at Xu Xiang, a half-smile on his face: "Uncle Xu, so you know Zhang Chulan."

Xu Xiangqian laughed: "Hehe, well, it's like this..."

Cheng Mo waved his hand to interrupt him: "That's not important. Perfect, can you point out who it is for me?"

Xu Xiang: "..." I don't want to help you.

Dean Yang, who was listening nearby, understood: "Oh, so it's Chu Lan. Didn't you just say that wasn't your little brother?"

Cheng Mo blurted out, "So many things have happened in the past year or so that I've almost forgotten what my younger brother looks like."

Dean Yang nodded in understanding: "That's true, Chu Lan has indeed changed a lot. If I hadn't been watching him every day, I probably wouldn't have recognized him."

Xu Xiang finally found an opportunity to interject: "Um, I was just about to say this, isn't Master Cheng mistaken? Zhang Chulan's grandfather is named Zhang Xilin, not Zhang Huaiyi."

Cheng Mo clapped his hands: "That's right! My master told me that Zhang Huaiyi later changed his name to Zhang Xilin, there's no mistake. Quick, Uncle Xu, take me to see that kid."

Dean Yang suddenly remembered: "Hey, young Taoist priest, aren't you surnamed Cheng? How come your younger brother's surname is Zhang?"

Cheng Mo remained expressionless: "Oh, after I became a monk, my master gave me a new name."

Xu Xiang suddenly said, "Young Master Cheng, a monk does not lie."

Cheng Mo glanced at him sideways: "I didn't say anything wrong."

Xu Xiang said in a serious tone: "Chu Lan is Zhang Xilin's grandson. Your master and Zhang Huaiyi are friends. If Zhang Xilin is really Zhang Huaiyi, then Chu Lan is your junior apprentice, not your junior brother."

Cheng Mo paused for a moment, then scratched his head: "Is that so? I always get the seniority system wrong. If Uncle Xu says so, then it is. Let's not waste time here, let's go see Chu Lan quickly."

Dean Yang chimed in, "Exactly! They haven't seen each other for over a year; they must miss him terribly."

She turned to Cheng Mo and said, "Hey, little Taoist priest, you really are something. So you changed your name. If you had told me earlier that your little brother was Zhang Chulan, that would have been better."

Xu Xiang: "..."

He sighed inwardly: If you don't know anything, then shut up.

Dean Yang led the group across the courtyard to the playground at the back.

A group of children were playing eagle catching chicks there.

An eight- or nine-year-old boy plays the mother hen, spreading his arms to protect a string of little radish heads behind him, while a chubby boy plays the eagle, swooping left and right.

The boy laughed the loudest, the sunlight shining brightly on his face.

Dean Yang pointed at the boy: "That's Chu Lan."

Looking at the carefree young man, Cheng Mo sighed, "This is really not like Zhang Chulan."

Just as Dean Yang was about to call for help, Cheng Mo stopped her, saying, "No need, Dean Yang, just let him stay here."

Dean Yang looked completely bewildered: "???"

"Someone will send him living expenses," Cheng Mo turned to Xu Xiang and asked, "Right, Uncle Xu?"

Xu Xiang: "..."

He's even less...

Wait a minute.

Xu Xiang looked at Cheng Mo in surprise: "Didn't you come to take Chu Lan back to the mountain?"

Cheng Mo retorted, "Why would I take him back? If anyone should be taking someone, it should be the Old Master. I'm overstepping my bounds."

Dean Yang was even more confused: "Isn't he your younger brother? Aren't you taking him back?"

Cheng Mo looked at her with a sincere expression: "Dean Yang, do you remember what I told you before? My parents are gone, and I've become a monk."

Dean Yang opened his mouth: "But...this..."

She felt that something was wrong.

Cheng Mo pointed at Xu Xiang: "Don't worry, Dean Yang, Uncle Xu will take care of all of Chu Lan's expenses. It's just borrowing your orphanage's space, so it won't cost much."

Dean Yang: "That's not what I meant." He then turned to Xu Xiang, "Mr. Xu?"

Xu Xiang smiled somewhat reluctantly and nodded: "Don't worry, I can guarantee it."

Cheng Mo cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Then I'll take my leave now. You can stay here and discuss the follow-up matters concerning Chu Lan."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Xu Xiang called out to him, "Wait a moment."

Cheng Mo turned around: "Uncle Xu, is there anything else?"

Xu Xiang said to Dean Yang, "I'll come again tomorrow."

I'm so focused on falling asleep and not thinking about anything. I'm glued to Cola Novels, and I'm always looking forward to every update of "Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain".

Then she pulled Cheng Mo out of the orphanage.

When they reached a secluded corner outside, Xu Xiang stopped and looked at Cheng Mo.

At this moment, he finally understood: the young Taoist priest had no intention of taking Zhang Chulan away at all.

So why did he come here?

Xu Xiang carefully chose his words: "Young Master Cheng, you wouldn't know I'm here, would you?"

Cheng Mo said matter-of-factly, "Uncle Xu is in charge of North China, so it's normal for him here."

Xu Xiang stared at him for a moment, then asked, "How did Master Cheng know about my relationship with Zhang Chulan?"

Cheng Mo said, "I don't know, but I guess you must care about him a lot."

Xu Xiang narrowed his eyes: "Oh?"

Cheng Mo's lips curled up: "Uncle Xu, that's Zhang Huaiyi's grandson, hehe, that represents the source of Qi. Wouldn't the company want to get its hands on him?"

Xu Xiang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

For the vast majority of extraordinary individuals, the Eight Extraordinary Skills are too attractive.

Cheng Mo's thinking was quite reasonable.

Xu Xiang smiled again, his tone relaxed: "Of course. A company this big needs to be filled with more things. It would be a shame if we didn't even have one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques."

"See? I told you so. Besides," Cheng Mo chuckled, "the company paid for it, but you're doing me a favor, Uncle Xu. This deal is a win-win, isn't it?"

Xu Xiang laughed heartily: "Master Cheng sees things very clearly."

He thought to himself: That's too blunt.

Forget about personal relationships, can't we talk about that face-to-face?

What kind of person is Master Cheng? How could he have taught such a disciple? It's truly... a disgrace to the Liangyi Temple.

……

A commercial street in Zibo.

It's often said that shopping is the best way to strengthen friendships between women, and this applies even to an outlier like Feng Baobao.

At first, Feng Baobao led Xia He around, with Feng Baobao walking in front and Xia He following behind.

Feng Baobao went into a shop, glanced at it, and came out.

Xia He followed her to three stores, finally unable to hold back any longer: "Baby, what are you looking at?"

Feng Baobao turned around: "Didn't you say you were looking for a good restaurant?"

Xia He nodded: "That's right, but you didn't go into any restaurants."

Feng Baobao tilted her head: "I was looking at whether there was a line at the store entrance. Xu Si said that food tastes better where there are a lot of people."

Xia He looked at the shops; they all sold trinkets, and there was no food.

She took Feng Baobao's hand and said, "Never mind, let me show you around."

Feng Baobao nodded indifferently: "Okay."

Next, Xia He took Feng Baobao shopping.

Xia He discovered a problem—

She didn't know why, but she felt that Feng Baobao and Duoduo looked a bit alike.

Last time I was in a rush on the way back, I didn't have time to buy clothes for Duoduo.

This time, she has to dress up the baby properly.

Such a nice girl, dressed so sloppily.

Feng Baobao is wearing loose-fitting sportswear, her hair is messy, and she looks... how to put it, not like a young lady.

Xia He pulled Feng Baobao into the clothing store, and after browsing for a long time, they finally chose a set.

A long, off-white down jacket with a soft fur collar; a dark gray turtleneck sweater underneath; thick black casual pants; and brown snow boots that looked very warm.

Feng Baobao changed into this outfit and stood in front of the mirror.

Xia He circled around her twice, then nodded in satisfaction: "It's pretty good."

The off-white cotton-padded jacket made Feng Baobao's skin look very fair, the jeans made her legs look long and straight, and the ankle boots reached just to her ankles.

Feng Baobao stood in front of the mirror and tugged at her clothes: "This is not convenient for fighting at all."

Thinking about Feng Baobao's previous outfits, Xia He began to understand.

Just like my outfit, thin long sleeves and trousers, designed for ease of combat.

"That's true, you have to take off your coat before fighting." She patted Feng Baobao on the shoulder. "Let's pick one again."

She then pulled Feng Baobao to pick out clothes again.

Feng Baobao was like a porcelain doll, letting herself be manipulated at will. She found it quite novel to see herself changing in the mirror.

After changing into a pair of slim-fitting trousers and a fleece-lined sweatshirt, Xia He put her arm around Feng Baobao's shoulder and looked at the two of them in the mirror.

Xia He suddenly asked, "Want to try on high heels?"

Feng Baobao turned to look at her: "Can you fight?"

Xia He thought for a moment: "It's still not very convenient. Never mind, let's go find a restaurant."

Feng Baobao nodded, followed her for a couple of steps outside, and suddenly said, "I remember now, you initially asked me to take you to a restaurant, but you ended up buying clothes all afternoon."

Xia He linked arms with her and chuckled, "The clothes look nice, don't they? Let's go."