Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

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The group turned to look, and apart from Deng Youcai—

He was still there adjusting his breathing when he was hit by the poisonous energy, and his hands and feet are still numb.

Wang Weimin leaned back in his chair, his complexion better than before. The blood snakes on his body were slowly fading, one by one, their color becoming lighter and lighter until they were completely invisible.

Cheng Huihui walked over, lifted Wang Weimin's eyelids to look at him, and then checked his pulse.

A moment later, Cheng Huihui released Wang Weimin, turned to Wang Weiguo and said, "It's alright. I'll prescribe some medicine for you later; you should be fully recovered in ten days to half a month."

Wang Weiguo quickly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

He didn't mention payment. These things don't need to be said; you just have to do them.

Cheng Huihui found paper and pen, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to Wang Weiguo.

Then he turned to Deng Youcai and said, "Keep an eye on things, I'm going to wipe that stupid snake out completely."

He beckoned to Cheng Mo: "Come on, Xiao Mo, let's go snake hunting with our martial uncle."

Cheng Mo responded, "Coming."

Xia He waved to Wang Weiguo: "Don't worry, Uncle, this is over."

Wang Weiguo forced a smile: "Thank you for your trouble."

Cheng Huihui led Cheng Mo and Xia He eastward.

I don't know how Cheng Huihui located herself, she just kept walking forward with her head down.

After walking for almost an hour, we arrived at a square.

The square was quite crowded, with elderly people sunbathing, children running around, young parents pushing strollers, and a few vendors selling candied hawthorns and roasted sweet potatoes.

A sculpture stands in the center of the square, and several people are taking pictures around it.

Cheng Huihui pointed at the sculpture: "That stupid snake is right down there. Let's go smash it."

Cheng Mo quickly grabbed him: "Uncle-Master, please stop! There are so many people watching!"

Cheng Huihui flicked his sleeves: "Why bother with those people? Back then, your master and I blew up their warehouse in front of hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers."

Cheng Mo advised, "Don't keep bringing up those old almanacs. It's the new century now; we need a new look. Let me make a phone call."

Cheng Huihui's beard twitched: "Hey, this brat."

Xia He quickly interjected, "Uncle-Master, please don't take it to heart by that young Taoist. He's just like that; he may not be nice, but he does care about you. Things aren't like they used to be. People with supernatural abilities can't do anything too outrageous now; there are people watching them from above."

Cheng Huihui snorted: "Xiao He, you know how to talk. I don't even want to talk about that brat. He's not even as good as his master."

Cheng Mo took out his phone, found Gao Lian's number, and dialed it.

*Beep beep beep*—The call connected: "Uncle Gao, there's a dangerous snake hiding under the square. Could you please cordon off the area and dig it out to get rid of it?"

Gao Lian replied decisively, "Please wait a moment, Daoist Cheng, I'll arrange it right away."

He didn't even ask what the snake had done wrong; he hung up the phone and immediately arranged for people to be dispatched.

Not long after, Gao Lian arrived at the square with his men.

Several vans drove up, and a dozen or so people in work clothes got out and quickly put up a cordon around the sculpture, then erected a barrier, completely enclosing the area.

Gao Lian walked over: "Young Master Cheng, what exactly happened?"

Cheng Mo briefly recounted the events at the construction site and what happened next.

Upon hearing this, Gao Lian's face darkened: "How dare someone be so audacious!"

At his command, the excavators were immediately put into operation.

They replaced the cannon head with a hammer and smashed the statue to pieces, loosening the ground.

Finally, I switched to the bucket and scooped it down.

When the bucket was lifted, it contained a pile of soil, and...

Bloodstains.

Pools of blood.

The snake was cut into countless pieces.

The person next to Gao Lian muttered, "Why is that snake hiding under the statue?"

Cheng Huihui looked at the pile of blood and flesh, flicked his sleeves, and said, "This stupid snake's whole family was wiped out by the excavator, and now they're dead under the excavator too. It's like a family reunion."

Cheng Mo laughed: "Uncle-Master, your idea is quite interesting."

"Let's go, you guys clean up this mess." Cheng Huihui turned and left.

Cheng Mo cupped his hands in greeting: "Goodbye, Martial Uncle."

Xia He waved back, "Goodbye, Senior Uncle."

Gao Lian listened from the side, his mind filled with doubt.

Wasn't Master Cheng the only one in the previous generation of Liangyi Temple?

Where did these senior and junior masters come from?

Cheng Mo and Xia He stood guard nearby, ready to leave only after everything was completely finished.

Gao Lian pulled them away, saying, "We can leave this to them. I have something I'd like to ask Master Cheng for his opinion on."

Cheng Mo and Xia He exchanged a glance.

Cheng Mo replied with a smile, "Uncle Gao, please feel free to speak your mind."

Gao Lian led them into a nearby teahouse and found a private room to sit down.

The waiter served the tea and then left.

After considering for a moment, Gao Lian asked, "You two have both met my second daughter, right? What do you think of her?"

Xia He thought for a moment: "Erzhuang is very cute. And she's very talented."

Gao Lian didn't understand.

talent?

How could this girl know her daughter has talent after only a short time with her?

Cheng Mo didn't understand either.

He knew about Erzhuang's talent, but he hadn't told Xia He.

He asked Xia He directly, "What did you find?"

Xia He said matter-of-factly, "Haven't you noticed how clever Er Zhuang is?"

Xia He rolled her eyes at him: "That's because you're blind. Er Zhuang told me from the beginning—that story Uncle Gao told was all an act."

Cheng Mo was stunned: "No, why is she pretending?"

"Let's play."

Cheng Mo: "..."

Gao Lian was also surprised: "How did she know? I've never mentioned this at home; her mother only found out at the company."

Xia He shrugged: "Then you'll have to ask Er Zhuang."

Gao Lian was silent for two seconds: "...Never mind, that's not important."

He looked at Cheng Mo: "Young Master Cheng, I want to ask you something."

Cheng Mo picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Uncle Gao, please speak."

"I'd like Erzhuang to become your apprentice. What do you think?" Gao Lian asked earnestly.

Cheng Mo almost choked on his tea.

He put down his teacup, pointed to himself, and said, "Me? Uncle Gao, are you kidding me? I haven't even figured it out myself yet."

He never imagined that Gao Lian would contact him about this matter.

Should I take Erzhuang as my apprentice?

Are you kidding me? What could he possibly teach Erzhuang?

Warlock or Body Cultivator?

Those are not things Erzhuang should learn!

Er Zhuang's innate abilities should be used to learn the primordial spirit technique.

Can he teach?

He can't possibly develop his primordial spirit, so how can I teach him?

Isn't that a waste of talent?!

Xia He nudged Cheng Mo: "Little Taoist, you've misunderstood. Uncle Gao isn't asking you to take on disciples, he's asking you to take on disciples on behalf of your master."

Gao Lian quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I really want Erzhuang to become a disciple of Master Cheng."

Xia He was puzzled: "The little Taoist priest hasn't even graduated yet."

Gao Lian smiled and said, "I know that. According to the rules of Liangyi Temple, once you leave the mountain to cultivate, you are considered to have completed your apprenticeship."

Cheng Mo was stunned for a moment, remembering how the old man had tricked him into going down the mountain.

He said that he was only forced to leave the mountain at such an old age because he was kind and compassionate and couldn't bear to see his disciple suffer so early, so he even gave him 100,000 yuan as travel expenses.

Now, after hearing what Gao Lian said—

It seems the old man initially looked down on his own lack of talent, which is why it took him so long to descend the mountain.

And he even subtly boasted about himself...

No, now is not the time to think about that.

Cheng Mo looked at Gao Lian: "Uncle Gao, may I ask you a question? Why do you want Er Zhuang to become my disciple? To be honest, apart from the basic methods, I don't have much to teach Er Zhuang."

Gao Lian waved his hand: "Young Master Cheng is too modest."

He poured Cheng Mo more tea and began to speak slowly: "You've done quite a lot on your journey down the mountain. I've heard about the Medicine Immortal Gathering and the Xiangfan incident. And that kid Wang Zhenqiu, you beat him black and blue, that's all over the company."

"To be honest, there aren't many people who can beat Wang Zhenqiu. Even fewer can beat him up like that. Your skills are already top-notch among your peers."

Cheng Mo's expression was strange: "...Is this scoundrel already that famous?"

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