Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Cheng Huihui calmly shook her head: "That's called becoming a demon or a Buddha in a single thought. At that time, Cheng Shou was slightly inferior to the old Taoist in terms of his cultivation of life force, but he had already surpassed the old Taoist in every other aspect."

"The old man is so talented?" Cheng Mo was surprised at first, then calmed down. "That's true. He also told me that he held his own against the old master when they sparred."

Cheng Huihui immediately refuted him: "Bullshit! It was only a draw when he and I teamed up. On his own, he's about the same as Zhang Huaiyi."

Cheng Mo: "..."

Xia He laughed out loud from the side.

After chatting for a while, it started to get dark.

Cheng Mo stood up: "Master—well, it's getting late, we should go back."

Xia He also stood up: "Uncle-Master, I'll come to see you again next time."

Cheng Huihui waved her paw: "Alright, you haven't met any other immortals yet, so it's really inconvenient for you to stay here. I'll have Deng Youcai bring them up for you next time."

Cheng Mo cupped his hands in thanks: "I enjoyed the meal today, thank you, Uncle-Master."

Xia He also cupped her hands in thanks: "Thank you, Senior Uncle."

Cheng Huihui waved her paw: "We're family, no need for formalities. Drive carefully."

The two turned and walked down the mountain, and the mice lined up in two rows to guide them.

As they walked out of the cave, when they looked back, some mice were still standing there, their little eyes shining in the twilight, watching them leave.

After descending the mountain, Cheng Mo took out his phone and called Cheng Shou.

Beep beep beep—Connection complete.

"Hey, what's up?" Cheng Shou's voice came through the receiver. "Have you found your martial uncle yet?"

Cheng Mo said, "I was just about to tell you about this. We just came out of our uncle's cave. He's still upset that you forgot about him decades ago."

Cheng Shou scoffed, "I didn't do it on purpose. Besides, doesn't he know how to write a letter?"

Cheng Mo said, "That's the problem. My martial uncle wrote a letter."

Cheng Shou was taken aback: "Is that so?"

"Uncle-Master, there's no need for you to lie to us about this," Cheng Mo said.

Cheng Shou paused for two seconds: "Then I'll ask the post office tomorrow. Hey, this is a mess."

Cheng Mo continued, "My martial uncle gave me a few letters. I'm wondering whether to send them back to you or wait until things are settled here before sending them back."

"You should bring it back," Cheng Shou said.

"Okay," Cheng Mo agreed, then asked, "There's one more question. Would you like to meet with your martial uncle?"

Cheng Shou scoffed, "You brat, Duoduo's started kindergarten. How am I supposed to see her?"

Cheng Mo said, "Let's video chat, just like on New Year's Day."

Cheng Shou thought for two seconds: "Well... it's not impossible. But is there internet access in Changbai Mountain?"

"Then it's definitely not open," Cheng Mo said. "But Uncle-Master can come down the mountain with us."

Cheng Shou thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense. Then you guys go and call that guy down the mountain tonight. I'm really curious to see what he looks like now."

Cheng Mo glanced at the sky; it wasn't completely dark yet. "Okay, I'll go back and tell him."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mo took out the motorcycle from his food pouch and got on.

Xia He got into the car and hugged his waist tightly: "There's internet in the hotel. We could actually buy a computer and put it in the bag."

Cheng Mo twisted the accelerator: "We're too late tonight. If Uncle-Master agrees, let's find an internet cafe and book a private room."

Xia He nodded: "Let's go."

The motorcycle hummed as it drove up the mountain.

The mountain roads in Changbai Mountain weren't too difficult to cycle, similar to those in western Hunan. Cheng Mo followed his memory upwards and arrived at his destination—

Huh?

What about the Gray Immortal Cave?

Cheng Mo stopped the car and looked at the empty hillside in front of him.

Xia He looked around, puzzled. "Huh? I remember this is the place."

Cheng Mo stopped the car: "Deng Youcai said that immortals have hidden methods. When he brought us up here last time, I didn't notice. Did he break any restrictions?"

Xia He shook her head: "I didn't notice either."

Cheng Mo put away the motorcycle: "Let me calculate."

He activated the Qimen Dunjia divination method and began to observe the feng shui.

The array patterns underfoot spread out, and the flow of Qi around them gradually emerged.

He walked and calculated, and after about twenty minutes, he stopped in front of a mountain wall.

"Over here."

Cheng Mo pulled Xia He along and took a step forward—

The scene before my eyes changed instantly.

In that instant, the sky suddenly darkened.

Both of them sensed something was wrong; a sense of danger was coming from all directions.

Cheng Mo and Xia He were on high alert.

In the darkness, tiny eyes, gleaming with an eerie light, twinkled.

Cheng Huihui's voice boomed in: "Hey, what are you two doing back again?"

The eerie lights revealed themselves to be tiny mice.

Cheng Mo called out loudly, "Uncle-Master, Master says he wants to meet with you. Are you available now?"

Cheng Huihui's voice came: "Aren't you tired of shouting so loudly? Come on up first."

The cave at night is different from the one during the day; the surrounding scenery has changed slightly, and the path we had taken earlier is nowhere to be found.

Fortunately, the mice lined up in two rows to guide them.

Cheng Mo and his companion then followed the path and returned to the valley.

Cheng Huihui stood there, still wearing that Taoist robe, her tail swaying: "Didn't you say Cheng Shougang started a kindergarten for your junior sister? Why is he here to see me?"

Cheng Mo said mysteriously, "With today's advanced technology, we can see each other even if we are hundreds of miles apart or on the other side of the earth."

Cheng Huihui suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean video call. But there are no computers on the mountain, and even if there were, there's no internet."

Cheng Mo was surprised that his martial uncle was so trendy and knew about video calls, so he stopped teasing him: "So, if martial uncle is willing, he can come down the mountain with us and find an internet cafe to video chat with Master."

"This..." Cheng Huihui hesitated for a moment, "It seems like it's possible. But it's not very convenient for my real body to go down the mountain. And using my Yuan Shen Tong video feels like something's missing."

Xia He asked from the side, "Uncle-Master, how do you usually go down the mountain? I mean, when you're not performing your shamanic ritual."

"It seems like it's been over ten years since I last came down the mountain. What was I doing last time?" Cheng Huihui thought for a moment, "Oh, right, I came down the mountain to beat someone up. But I always came down at night and even disguised myself."

Xia He said, "Then you can do the same as last time. By the time we go down the mountain and into the city, it will be completely dark. If you wear a Taoist robe and a bamboo hat, no one will recognize you."

Cheng Mo nodded, "That's fine."

Cheng Huihui nodded: "I'll go get some equipment."

He turned and went into the cave.

He emerged a moment later, wearing a hoodie, a mask, and sunglasses. At first glance, you really couldn't tell he wasn't human.

"Let's go."

Cheng Huihui greeted Cheng Mo and the other two, her tail unconsciously wagging, then quickly tucking it back in. She coughed lightly, "Hey, I'm still a little excited."

Cheng Mo and Xia He chuckled and pulled him towards the outside of the mountain.

Cheng Huihui turned around and shouted to the mice, "Don't let your guard down! I'm coming back to test your homework!"

The valley echoed with a series of creaking sounds, spreading in all directions.

With Cheng Huihui leading the way, going down the mountain was faster than riding a motorcycle up the mountain.

Cheng Huihui ran incredibly fast on her rat-like legs, almost impatiently. Xia He was left breathless from running.

Once on the highway, Cheng Mo took out his motorcycle, intending for Cheng Huihui to sit in the front.

Cheng Huihui waved her paws: "You guys ride by yourselves, I can keep up."

Cheng Mo advised, "This is too conspicuous. Uncle-Master, please sit down."

Xia He also advised, "Yes, Uncle-Master, if you follow us, you'll attract more attention."

Cheng Huihui had no choice but to sit in the front.

Cheng Mo twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle shot off.

Once they entered the city, the three of them found a luxurious internet cafe with private rooms.

The internet cafe manager led them into a private room, and didn't realize Cheng Huihui wasn't human the whole time. He just glanced at her outfit a couple more times—wearing sunglasses so late at night, quite unique.

After the network administrator left, Cheng Mo closed the door, turned on his computer, and logged into QQ.

He called Cheng Shou, and the call connected.

"Master, we've arrived at the internet cafe with our junior master. Is your computer turned on?"

Cheng Shou's voice came through: "It's open."

Cheng Huihui trembled when she heard Cheng Shou's voice.

Its tail wagged out.

Cheng Mo clicked the video request button, and the other party accepted.

The circles on the screen kept spinning.

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