Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

There was only one middle-aged man waiting to buy snacks, clutching a handful of change in his hand, craning his neck as far as he could.

Cheng Mo smiled and led Xia He to a comfortable spot to sit down.

The waiter came over with the menu.

Cheng Mo took the book, glanced at it, and handed it to Xia He: "Would you like some?"

Xia He glanced at the list and said, "Boss, give me two skewers of lamb, two skewers of beef, two skewers of beef tendon, two skewers of heart tube, two skewers of chicken wings, two small pancakes, one serving of scallions, and one serving of sauce."

The waiter noted it down and then asked, "Do you want it spicy?"

"Yes, put in more."

The charcoal stove was brought out, and the skewers were served one after another.

The specialty of Zibo barbecue is that you grill the meat yourself in a small oven and eat it wrapped in a small pancake. You put a sizzling meat skewer on a small pancake, add a scallion, dip it in sauce, roll it up and eat it. It's incredibly delicious.

Xia He rolled one up and handed it to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo opened his mouth and caught it.

Xia He rolled another one for herself, took a bite, and squinted her eyes: "Mmm—this is amazing!"

Cheng Mo nodded: "Not bad."

The two ate with great relish, one skewer after another, and rolled up one small pancake after another.

outside the store.

Xu Xiang was a little cold.

Tonight, a sudden cold snap has occurred, and it's snowing. Snowflakes are falling gently, landing on the shoulders of pedestrians.

In order to keep watch, Xu Xiang could not move around frequently, so he could only stomp his feet in place.

He stomped his feet for a while, stopped for a while, then stomped his feet again, occasionally rubbing his hands together and breathing out warm air.

The two people were in the shop, eating skewers and drinking beverages, laughing happily.

Feng Baobao found a barbecue restaurant where she could see Xu Xiang. She sat by the window, watching Xu Xiang's ridiculous appearance, ordered a bunch of skewers, ate them with her mouth full of oil, and was in a pretty good mood.

……

In the store.

Cheng Mo and Xia He finished one batch and ordered another, each time ordering only two or three items, slowly grilling and eating them.

They ate until 2:30 a.m.

The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Xu Xiang was hiding in some nook and cranny, pretending to be a snowman.

Cheng Mo and Xia He checked out and left.

Xia He looked around, but couldn't find anywhere nearby where someone could hide.

She leaned close to Cheng Mo's ear and said, "Are you sure Xu Xiang is with us?"

Cheng Mo wrapped his arms around her, and his warm body almost melted Xia He.

She snuggled closer to Cheng Mo, her voice softening, "It's comfortable holding me like this. Can you carry me back to the hotel?"

With a gentle effort, Cheng Mo lifted Xia He up.

Xia He stopped them after taking only two steps: "No, no, you're using only one hand, you should be using both."

Cheng Mo said, "Two arms would make it a princess carry, not the previous position."

Xia He was silent for two seconds...

Then she jumped up suddenly, wrapped her legs around Cheng Mo's waist, and hugged his neck with her arms: "Is this okay now?"

Cheng Mo, supporting her bottom, was somewhat speechless: "...You really know how to enjoy yourself."

Xia He hummed twice: "Let's go, back to the hotel."

The two walked towards the hotel in such an indecent manner.

We walked about fifty meters.

The snow near a garbage dump gradually melted, and Xu Xiang walked out shivering, quietly following behind.

……

At the barbecue restaurant.

Feng Baobao yawned, tossed down a hundred yuan, and was about to follow.

She had only taken two steps when the shop owner stopped her: "Miss, this isn't enough. You've eaten 320 yuan."

Feng Baobao paused for a moment, then reached into her pocket for money.

Touching money...

I can't touch it...

The boss smiled and just looked at her.

Feng Baobao took out her phone and called Xu Xiang.

Shut down.

She called Xu Si again.

After ringing for a long time, Xu Si's groggy voice finally came from the other end: "Baby, what's wrong?"

Feng Baobao: "Fourth brother, get me out!"

……

the other side.

Cheng Mo and Xia He walked to a back street of a residential area.

The upstairs was dark, the streets were deserted, and even the streetlights looked dim in the heavy snow.

Cheng Mo stopped in his tracks.

Xia He jumped off him.

The two looked back at the road they had come from, but it was deserted.

Cheng Mo spoke up: "Uncle Xu, haven't you been cold after hiding for so long?"

No one responded.

程墨笑了：「咱们叔侄没必要搞这种，您就老老实实现身，让我把您揍一顿，精彩章节《第一百六十九章这次反被揍爽了》已上线，点击先睹为快！我们好回去睡觉，成不？」

Still no one responded.

Xia He asked softly, "Is there really someone there? I can't sense anything at all?"

Cheng Mo's eyes narrowed: "Trying to run away? You've been following me all night, do you really think you can escape now?"

He took off running and chased after him.

Xia He followed closely behind.

Snowflakes danced behind the two of them.

……

Seeing that Cheng Mo had seen through him, Xu Xiang decided to stop following him and retreat temporarily.

In his view, as long as he didn't show up, the matter was considered over, and both sides should maintain a harmonious coexistence.

He never expected that Cheng Mo would catch up with him.

His old arms and legs were stiff from hiding in the snow for so long, so he was quickly caught up.

The sound of fists whistling past was already behind him.

Xu Xiang had no choice but to stop, turn around, and use his internal energy to block.

Cheng Mo threw a punch.

Xu Xiang crossed his arms and took the punch head-on.

boom!

The force of the punch landed on his arm, and Xu Xiang slid back two steps, plowing two furrows into the snow beneath his feet.

He shook his arms, his gaze turned serious, and he activated his Qi, causing a faint glow to emanate from his body.

Reverse the eight directions and activate.

When Cheng Mo threw his second punch, the force of the punch just touched Xu Xiang's body and he felt something was wrong. It was like hitting a spinning top and being slid to the side, completely unaffected.

He steadied himself by sinking his feet, circulating his internal energy to dissipate the pulling force.

Xu Xiang seized the opportunity to counterattack, striking out with a palm. The force of his palm carried a magnetic force, making Cheng Mo feel that the surrounding air had become viscous.

Cheng Mo used his Qi to dodge, but his foot slipped—not because the snow was slippery, but because Xu Xiang's Qi was causing trouble. The ground beneath his feet seemed to be spinning, making him lose his balance.

Cheng Mo jumped back, creating some distance, and looked at Xu Xiang with bright eyes.

Is this what they mean by reversing the eight directions?

interesting.

He channeled his Qi, and a faint array pattern appeared beneath his feet: "Kun character—Earth River Chariot!"

The ground rumbled, and an earthen wall rose up from Xu Xiang's feet.

Xu Xiang leaped to avoid it, but while he was in mid-air, the magnetic force was activated again, and Cheng Mo felt his movements slow down a bit.

Cheng Mo Bian Jue: "The character 'Xun'—Wind Rope!"

Several gusts of wind swept in from all directions, wrapping around Xu Xiang.

Xu Xiang weaved through the wind cables, his figure elusive. The magnetic forces interfered with the direction of the wind cables, making them always just a little off.

Cheng Mo narrowed his eyes.

This "Reversal of Eight Directions" is indeed quite something; it can disrupt the opponent's attack direction and affect their movements.

But that's how it is.

His internal energy surged, and the array patterns beneath his feet expanded: "Kun character—Earthquake Flow!"

The ground rumbled and rocks tumbled and surged toward Xu Xiang.

Xu Xiang used all his strength to activate the magnetic force to divert the soil and rocks, but the mudslide surged in from all directions, trapping him in the middle, and he couldn't get away for a while.

Cheng Mo seized the opportunity and punched him in the face.

boom!

Xu Xiang was sent flying, crashing into the wall, sliding down, and leaning against the wall, panting.

Cheng Mo followed up and threw another punch.

boom!

Punch after punch, each one landing squarely.

Xu Xiang's face was covered in bruises. He could still block a few attacks at first, but then he completely gave up resisting.

Cheng Mo punched seven or eight times before finally stopping, taking two steps back, and dusting off his hands.

Xu Xiang leaned against the wall, panting heavily, his face burning with pain from the injuries.

That brat, his hits really hurt.

But strangely enough, after the pain subsided, he felt incredibly relieved.

Those things that had been weighing on my heart for decades seemed to have been somewhat dispelled by this beating.

Cheng Mo clapped his hands: "Uncle Xu, look at us. It's freezing cold. There's nothing about us that you should be paying attention to. If we try to follow you, we'll just get beaten up instead. It's not worth it."

Xu Xiang: "..."

Could he have caused some kind of injury to him?

Cheng Mo continued, "It's just about the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. We're not competing with the company for it, Uncle Xu, why are you making such a fuss?"

He was reinforcing Xu Xiang's perception that we should just treat it as a matter of the Eight Extraordinary Skills and know nothing else.

Xia He chimed in from the side, "That's right, that's right. You're supposed to be the head of a major region. What's the point of you personally following us? If you had sent someone else, that little Taoist priest wouldn't have been able to beat you up."

Xu Xiang: "..."

Damn it, you two bastards said everything! I...

Click, click.

The leisurely sound of footsteps on the snow grew louder as it approached.