Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Chapter 218 Unlucky Guy He Yunchong

Liu Qingping exhaled a smoke ring, picked up the bottle, took a sip, and wiped his mouth.

"I'm not saying you're wrong," he softened his tone. "I understand you want to fulfill your father's last wish. But Xiaodie, think about it, what are we fighting over this knife for?"

Shan Die looked at him.

Liu Qingping pointed out the window: "The Higanbana ninja are long gone. Are those guys in Japan still called Higanbana ninja? They don't even have swords, just that one demon they keep. What can it possibly do?"

He took another sip of wine and put the bottle on the table.

"At our age, how many more years do we have left to live? Can't you just—"

"cannot!"

Shan Die interrupted him, her voice sharp.

She clenched her fists, her knuckles turned white, and her whole body was trembling.

"For the past sixty-two years, every day I've opened my eyes and told myself, 'Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. One day, the demon sword will be reborn, and the Higanbana ninja will rise again. And now you're telling me not to fight? To live a peaceful life?"

A madness flashed in her eyes, and she forced out the words through clenched teeth: "I can't do it. I'm not destined for it!"

Liu Qingping extinguished his cigarette, picked up the bottle, and took a swig...

He slammed the bottle on the table: "So you're just going to steal a knife? I'll go with you!"

Shan Die was stunned for a moment.

"But let me make this clear from the start," Liu Qingping said, pointing at her. "If things don't work out, I'll turn around and run. I'm an old man, and I want to live a few more years."

Shan Die's lips twitched slightly: "Heh, old man."

……

An underground bunker somewhere in Northeast China.

Old Zhang was busy all night and finally got off work.

He tidied up the documents on the table, turned off the computer, pushed the chair in, and picked up the coat hanging on the wall to put it on.

After leaving the bunker, we got into a specially made car and drove out of the restricted area.

The car drove on the snow for almost an hour before stopping at the entrance of an ordinary residential area.

Old Zhang got out of the car, waved to the driver, and walked into the apartment building.

I got home and closed the door.

Old Zhang's usually kind face instantly turned gloomy.

He took a cell phone out of the cabinet, turned it on, and sent a message:

"The knife is in Yanbian."

After sending the message, he turned off his phone, removed the battery, and put it back in the cabinet.

Then he went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer, and sat on the sofa to drink it.

The TV was on, showing the news, but he stared at the screen, not paying attention to anything.

……

Abandoned factory buildings.

Cheng Mo and Xia He were still sitting on the rock in the green belt.

During this time, several more groups of strange people arrived. Some left after making a quick round, while others, like the others, found a place to hide.

Xia He suddenly said, "We're so silly."

Cheng Mo turned to look at her.

Xia He pointed to herself, then to him: "How long have we been sitting here in this freezing weather? Just to watch the show? Even watching a show requires finding a warm place, right?"

Cheng Mo...

In the dead of night, at minus ten degrees Celsius, two people sat on a rock just to watch a group of strangers fight.

That's really silly.

So he stood up, brushed the snow off his pants, and said, "Let's go."

The two walked out without looking back.

There was a rustling sound all around, and the hidden supernatural beings all turned their attention to watch the two leave.

One of the strange men muttered to his companion, "Are all young people these days so reckless when they fight in the wild? Especially in this snowy weather."

"Tsk tsk tsk," his companion remarked, "How come we didn't hear anything just now?"

……

Cheng Mo and his companion entered the city, found a hotel, and booked a room.

Once inside the room, Cheng Mo lay down on the bed and said, "Keep an eye on things for me. I'm going in to ask."

Xia He nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Cheng Mo closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking.

Mountains, rivers, grass and trees, and babbling brooks.

He asked: Where is the demon sword Hirumaru now?

The sphere of light appeared, now smaller than before.

He reached in, and information flooded in—two addresses.

He waited for ten minutes, then asked the question again.

There are still two addresses, but one of them is moving north, while the other remains stationary.

The one that was moving was north of Harbin ten minutes ago, and it's almost out of the city now.

Stop that...

……

Somewhere on the outskirts of Harbin.

He Yunchong stood there, panting heavily: "Why did you chase me?!"

He had been running for almost two hours, but the group of people behind him was still chasing closely.

One of the pursuers yelled, "Stop talking nonsense and hand over the stuff!"

He Yunchong was stunned for a moment.

thing?

What is that?

The group of people had already rushed up.

The first person rushed at us from the front, his palms whistling through the air.

He Yunchong dodged to the side and slashed with his sword. The man took a step back and avoided the blade.

Another person attacked from the side, kicking him in the waist. He Yunchong raised his knife to block. A third person attacked from behind, punching him in the back.

boom!

He Yunchong staggered forward a few steps, and before he could regain his footing, the fourth person's attack was already upon him.

He drew his sword and swept it horizontally, forcing back the people in front of him, but then more people rushed up from behind.

With flashing blades, He Yunchong fought and retreated.

He Yunchong's swordsmanship was indeed good, but he couldn't withstand the sheer number of opponents. Just as he blocked a sword, a kick came from the other side; just as he dodged a punch, a palm struck his back.

He Yunchong was flustered and unable to defend himself properly. His knife strikes became slower and slower, and his parrying movements became increasingly chaotic.

boom!

Someone kicked him in the lower back.

He Yunchong fell forward, and the knife flew out of his hand.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, with several wounds bleeding from his body and his clothes torn in several places.

Instead of continuing their attack, the group rushed towards the knife.

"mine!"

"I got it first!"

"Get out of here!"

A group of people were scrambling for it.

He Yunchong lay on the ground, when it suddenly dawned on him—they wanted the knife! The knife that had inexplicably ended up in his hands!

While the group was fighting over the knife, he scrambled to his feet and ran, ignoring his bleeding wounds, and plunged into the night.

After the group grabbed the knife, they looked back—the unlucky guy from before was nowhere to be seen.

"Should we pursue them or not?"

"Why chase after him? We've got the knife, what's the point of worrying about him now?"

Several people surrounded the knife, their faces beaming with joy.

……

Streets of Harbin.

Gao Dazhuang stood by the roadside, looking around with his phone in hand. He had just called a classmate to borrow a car, and the classmate said he would be there soon.

"Hehe, I knew it! With my charm, borrowing a car is a piece of cake."

A short while later, a bread truck stopped in front of her.

She was about to open the door and get into the car—

"Ms. Gao, we have a case that requires your cooperation in the investigation."

Several people got off the car, wearing work clothes from Naked.

Gao Dazhuang was stunned for a moment: "Huh? What's this? Who are you? Show me your ID."

The leader took out his identification.

Gao Dazhuang, seeing that he really was a know-it-all, laughed: "I'd like to see what I've done."

The man put away his identification: "Regarding your use of supernatural abilities in the street and your astral projection that frightened ordinary people into fainting."

Gao Dazhuang: "..."

She couldn't really refute that, since she had indeed left her body. As for whether she had frightened ordinary people, she had no way of verifying it.

But right.

Gao Dazhuang cleared his throat: "Cheng Mo and Xia He were also involved in this matter, as well as a person named He Yunchong."

The man nodded: "Miss Gao, please rest assured, we will invite them all back for tea."

Another person walked up to her and added, "However, please come with us now."

Gao Dazhuang: "No..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was grabbed from both sides.

"Please say what you need to say when we get there."

Gao Dazhuang struggled and shouted, "I've done great service for the company! I want to see General Manager Gao! I want to see Chairman Zhao!"

The two men helped her into the car, closed the door, and the van drove off.

Fengtian, Nadutong Building.

Gao Lian was sitting in his office when he suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Sigh, am I being overprotective...?"