Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Cheng Huihui pointed to the two jars of wine: "You should return those two jars to Deng Youcai later. We don't do these things among our own family."

Cheng Mo moved the wine jar to the side: "If you don't want to drink it, you can give it to your rats and their offspring. It's not like it's anything special."

As he spoke, he opened the box that the mouse had brought.

Xia He really wanted to slap Cheng Mo—who opens a box in front of people after receiving a gift?

Cheng Huihui laughed: "Take a look at this thing and see if it suits your taste. If it doesn't, tell your senior uncle, and he'll get you a replacement."

As he was speaking, Cheng Mo had already opened the box.

Inside was a transparent glass bottle, filled with a yellowish-orange substance, and a ginseng root was floating in it.

Cheng Huihui pointed to the bottle: "This is a hundred-year-old ginseng. I also added some herbs to soak in the wine. Drinking it regularly can enhance physical fitness. You extraordinary people can also get more Qi by drinking it."

Cheng Mo's eyes lit up, and he closed the box: "These days, aged ginseng is becoming increasingly hard to find, so this gift is very valuable. Thank you, Uncle-Master."

Cheng Huihui twitched his beard: "If you're not going to call me 'Master Uncle,' then you might as well not say it at all and just say thank you."

Cheng Mo nodded: "Okay, thank you, Master... um."

Cheng Huihui: "..."

He turned to Xia He and said, "Xia girl, think about it. There aren't many other things in the Changbai Mountain area, but it's particularly rich in various medicinal herbs. I also have a beauty secret recipe."

Xia He's eyes lit up: "Does Senior Uncle have any prescriptions for calming the mind and replenishing Qi?"

Cheng Huihui was taken aback: "What's wrong? Have you been feeling restless lately? Our Liangyi Temple's Longevity Exercise can calm the mind, didn't this brat teach you?"

Xia He pointed at Cheng Mo: "The young Taoist priest is studying magic, divining and divination in his inner vision, which is very distressing. I prayed for him."

Cheng Huihui looked at Xia He with more affection: "You don't need to worry about him, he's more than capable of longevity cultivation. But you—"

He turned to Cheng Mo, his tone becoming serious: "Why have you started learning to be a sorcerer? Has Cheng Shou made some breakthroughs in the past few decades?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "I didn't have Qi perception before, but one day I suddenly opened my inner vision and had Qi perception, and then I learned the scholar's method."

Cheng Huihui was stunned, forgetting to wag its tail: "What the heck? Are you kidding me?"

Xia He testified from the side: "Uncle-Master, it's true. When I first met the young Taoist priest, he couldn't sense any Qi."

Cheng Huihui was stunned for a long time before finally managing to utter, "This world is truly full of wonders."

He shook his head and looked at Xia He: "Xia girl, make another request."

Xia He shook her head: "I don't really want anything, the little Taoist priest's will do."

Cheng Huihui nodded: "Okay, I understand."

He gestured for the two to sit down, and then sat back down in his armchair. There were three cups on the table, and as soon as they sat down, two large rats came over carrying a teapot and poured tea into the cups.

Xia He asked curiously, "Are all these intelligent mice your descendants?"

Cheng Huihui shook her head: "I'm not married yet. Some of the little ones were sent from other caves, and some followed me when I entered the mountain, and started cultivating after they gained cultivation."

He said this with a proud air, his tail swaying back and forth: "The rats here are different from the rats in other caves. They all listen to my teachings, and after they are enlightened, they follow me to read, write, and learn the Tao."

Xia He looked on with admiration: "Wow, Master Uncle is really amazing! Not only do you cultivate yourself, but you also manage such a big cave, lead so many rats to cultivate together, and even teach them to read and write. You must have so much patience and skill."

Cheng Huihui was so flattered that his beard grew longer, and he grinned and said, "Hehe, that's for sure. All the kids in my cave can read and write."

Xia He gave a thumbs up: "Master Uncle is wise!"

Cheng Huihui smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into slits.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Huihui's tail suddenly curled up unconsciously.

He asked, somewhat nervously and expectantly, "How's Cheng Shou doing these days?... How has he been doing these past few decades?"

Cheng Mo put down his teacup: "Master is doing well. He recently took on another apprentice named Duoduo, and he's currently taking her to kindergarten in the county town."

Cheng Huihui breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."

Then he became angry again, his beard bristling: "Why hasn't he come to see me all these years? I haven't received a reply to the letters I sent back to the temple. Does he despise me because I'm a rat?"

Xia He glanced at Cheng Mo; she couldn't possibly offer such advice.

Cheng Mo remained calm: "Uncle-Master, what are you thinking? If Master really didn't want to see you, why would he have sent us to find you?"

Cheng Huihui glared at him: "Then what has he been doing all these decades?"

Cheng Mo asked, "Uncle-Master knows that spirits cannot exist within the Great Wall after the founding of the People's Republic of China, right?"

Cheng Huihui nodded: "Of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't have come to Changbai Mountain. But this only concerns us spirits, what does it have to do with Cheng Shou?"

Cheng Mo said, "Master forgot all his memories of you because of this restriction."

Cheng Huihui was stunned, even forgetting to twitch his beard: "Huh? You can do that?"

After the initial surprise came doubt: "Where are those letters? I wrote them by hand, and mailed them to the Liangyi Temple through human channels."

Cheng Mo shook his head: "I'm not too sure about that. I'll investigate this matter when I get back."

Cheng Huihui remained silent for a long while, then slowly lowered its tail.

After a long pause, he sighed, "If he truly forgot because of the restriction, then I will forgive him."

He then took out a letter from his Taoist robe and handed it to Cheng Mo: "Take this back and give it to Cheng Shou. I will wait for his reply this time."

Xia He, watching from the side, suddenly thought of a plan. However, this matter required her master's approval, so she held back for now.

Cheng Huihui composed herself and smiled, "Don't rush back today. I'll have the mice prepare some food. Eat first, then you can leave."

Cheng Mo hesitated slightly: "Uh... Deng Youcai is still waiting for us at the foot of the mountain."

Cheng Huihui waved his paw: "I sent the rat to deliver the message, and he went back first. Honestly, that brat doesn't even trust me."

Cheng Mo comforted him, "He's just concerned about our safety."

"That's true." Cheng Huihui nodded. "That kid is reliable, but he's usually a bit of a slacker."

……

at the foot of the mountain.

Deng Youcai leaned against the car smoking, his eyes glancing at the mountain road from time to time, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

He turned his head and saw a large rat emerge from the woods, trot up to him, and hand him a letter.

Deng Youcai took the letter, and the little rat turned and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

He opened the letter and looked at it; his expression was somewhat strange.

The letter was written by Cheng Mo—saying that Cheng Huihui was his martial uncle, and that he apologized for not telling Deng Youcai before because he didn't know his martial uncle's attitude. His martial uncle invited him to stay for dinner and told Deng Youcai to go home first.

After reading the letter, Deng Youcai was stunned for a long time.

"So, all of Grandpa Cheng's Taoist magic came from the Liangyi Temple?" he muttered to himself. "After all this commotion, I thought something serious had happened."

He put the letter away, opened the car door, got in, and started the car.

I had only driven a few meters when I suddenly slammed on the brakes.

"Wait a minute." He turned to look up at the mountain. "Uncle Cheng is from Liangyi Temple, so he won't be going back there, will he?"

Deng Youcai patted the steering wheel, wondering if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

It's difficult to evaluate.

P.S.: I haven't been feeling well lately, and there have been a few repetitions in the past, so this chapter is free. Thank you everyone.