Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

After a long while, the group finished their practice.

The pink mist slowly receded into Xia He's body.

Cheng Huihui cleared her throat: "Um..."

All three people looked at him at the same time.

Cheng Huihui waved her paw: "It's okay, you guys hurry up and wash up, then eat."

Cheng Mo took out some water from the food pouch, and the group washed and scrubbed.

After washing his face, Erzhuang approached Cheng Mo, tilting his head up: "Senior brother, where's the food?"

Cheng Mo suddenly realized something and turned to ask Cheng Huihui, "Uncle-Master, do you cook?"

Cheng Huihui replied matter-of-factly, "Isn't that your job?"

Cheng Mo was both amused and exasperated: "You're asking us to eat, but there's no food. What are we supposed to eat?"

Cheng Huihui: "..."

Cheng Mo stopped teasing him and took out ingredients from the food pouch—eggs, flour, scallions, and sausages—and laid them out on the ground.

He was preparing to start a fire.

Erzhuang leaned over and said, "Senior brother, why don't you make another automatic food-making machine? I'll take care of all the cooking from now on."

Cheng Mo thought about it and realized it wasn't impossible.

With readily available materials, crafting the weapon will only take a few minutes, faster than making breakfast yourself.

He put down the ingredients and took out the pile of materials he hadn't used up last time from his food pouch—iron ore, copper ore, quartz, and mica—and laid them out on the ground one by one.

Cheng Mo rubbed his hands together, and his Qi enveloped the materials. The metals melted, the ores shattered, and the various materials fused together, constantly changing shape in his palm.

Cheng Huihui squinted, his beard twitching—

No matter how many times he watched it, he still found it incredibly absurd.

No wonder those eight extraordinary skills caused such a huge chaos back then; these things are indeed quite sinister.

A few minutes later, a brand new automatic food preparation machine was placed in Cheng Mo's hands.

This time he made an extra change—adding a groove to the bottom of the machine to hold the Divine Core. However, the Divine Core is not yet ready, and the user still needs to continuously channel Qi into it.

Erzhuang excitedly took it, carried the food processor to an open space, opened the top cover, put the ingredients in one by one, and checked the seasoning box again to make sure there was enough salt and oil.

She closed the lid, turned the knob, and placed her hand on the food processor, slowly channeling her Qi into it.

The food processing machine started humming.

Five minutes later...

Ding!

Erzhuang placed the dishes and flatbread on the folding table, set out the chopsticks, and called out to everyone, "Dinner's ready!"

Four people squatted in front of the tent, each holding a bowl of porridge, eating it with gusto.

Erzhuang chewed on a biscuit and mumbled, "When we get back to the temple, I'll cook delicious food for Master every day."

……

Cheng Mo shoveled the last bit of egg into his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Let's pack up and get ready to go."

Several people began to dismantle the tent.

Cheng Mo pulled out the ground nails, Xia He packed up the tent poles, and Er Zhuang folded up the outer tent, stacking it neatly into a pile.

Cheng Huihui leaned against a tree nearby, watching the three people busy at work, her tail swaying inside her robe.

After putting everything away, Cheng Mo stuffed it all into his food pouch.

Get in the car, start the engine, and drive towards Heng'an County.

……

At noon, the car was parked by the roadside, and Erzhuang brought out the food processor, showing off his culinary skills once again...

After finishing our meal, we continued on our journey.

As the car drove south, the scenery outside the window gradually changed.

The mountains grew lower and lower, the horizon grew wider and wider, and the wheat seedlings in the fields stretched out in one continuous expanse, lush and green.

Villages came one after another, with red bricks and gray tiles, and locust and poplar trees planted at the entrance of the courtyards.

Around 3 p.m., the car entered Heng'an County.

Heng'an is an ancient city with thousands of years of history. During the Warring States period, it was called Hengyi, then Hengzhou, and later Heng'an.

There are many historical sites in the city, such as the Confucian Temple, the City God Temple, and the Bell and Drum Towers, all of which are old objects.

The people on the street speak with a strong, straightforward accent, and they haggle like they're arguing at the market, but then turn around and call each other brothers with smiles.

On the way, Xia He contacted Xia Liuqing, and the car drove directly to the office building of Na Du Tong.

The office building is small, five stories high, with a dusty gray exterior. A sign hangs at the entrance that reads "Nadutong Logistics North China Branch Heng'an Station". Employees coming and going are wearing gray work clothes.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Xia Liuqing rushed out of the building, running faster than the young people, and flung open the car door: "You've finally arrived!"

Wang Zhenqiu followed behind, slowly swaying out.

Behind them were two men.

He was dressed in a very formal suit, wearing a tie and glasses, with his hair neatly combed, and looked very composed.

The other one wore a jacket, had a stubble beard, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and two buttons undone at the collar, giving him a somewhat roguish look.

Cheng Mo recognized them at a glance—Xu San and Xu Si.

These two do look somewhat similar to Xu Xiang.

Xia Liuqing grabbed Cheng Mo's hand, extremely excited: "Cheng boy, you've finally arrived! You have no idea how much I've been working on these past few days—"

"Grandpa Xia," Xia He interrupted him, pointing to the back seat, "can we get out of the car first?"

"Yes, yes, get off the bus." Xia Liuqing stepped aside.

Cheng Mo and Xia He got out of the car, and the back door opened, allowing Cheng Huihui and Gao Erzhuang to get out as well.

Xia Liuqing was stunned when she saw Cheng Huihui—this person was wearing a hoodie, a mask, and sunglasses, so she couldn't see his face, but she felt that something was wrong.

He then saw Gao Erzhuang and asked, "Who are these two?"

Cheng Mo introduced them: "My martial uncle, and my junior sister."

Cheng Huihui got out of the car, glanced around, and, looking rather uninterested, waved her sleeve at Gao Erzhuang: "Erzhuang, come on, let's go for a walk with your senior uncle. Your senior brother and sister are here on business, let's have some fun on our own."

Gao Erzhuang very sensibly tugged at Cheng Huihui's sleeve and waved his little hand at Cheng Mo and Xia He: "Senior brother, sister, you two take your time, I'm going to play with my senior uncle."

After saying that, she followed Cheng Huihui into the street, her short legs moving incredibly fast.

Xia Liuqing watched Cheng Huihui's retreating figure with a hint of regret: "Why didn't your martial uncle come along? With your high-ranking master from the Liangyi Temple, it would have been even faster."

Cheng Mo said irritably, "Come on, my martial uncle doesn't care about such trivial matters."

"This is no small matter! Let me tell you—"

Xia Liuqing was speaking when someone coughed beside her.

Xu Si leaned closer, took the cigarette out of his mouth, threw it on the ground, and stretched out his hand: "This must be Master Cheng Mo, right? I'm Xu Si, and this is Xu San."

Xu San adjusted his glasses and nodded to the two of them: "Master Cheng, Miss Xia, I've heard so much about you."

He was polite on the surface, but he was thinking about something else entirely—

I've never heard of Chief Cheng of Liangyi Temple having a junior brother. What's the story behind him?

And... that doesn't seem to be human.

He suppressed his doubts and changed the subject: "Master Cheng, my father told us to thank you properly when we meet you."

Xia He was completely bewildered: "Huh?"

Does this young Taoist priest possess some special magic? Why do the people who get beaten up all want to thank him?

Uh...no, golden retrievers don't have any.

Speaking of the golden retriever, Xia He looked at Wang Zhenqiu.

The scoundrel was completely oblivious to what was happening here, gazing into the distance, lost in thought, who knows what he was thinking.

Xia He didn't pay much attention to Wang Zhenqiu because Cheng Mo spoke up.

"Hey, why doesn't Lao Xu come and thank me himself?" Cheng Mo asked seriously. "Neither of you have experienced that kind of exhilarating feeling firsthand, so you can't express the most genuine gratitude. Only he, the person involved, can truly convey it. Or, why don't you two try experiencing it for yourselves?"

Xia He: "..."

Xu San and Xu Si: "..."

They both knew that their father had been beaten up by this person, and quite badly at that. The baby even said that her father was carried back by her.

Even after all this, Dad still made them thank the person properly, sincerely, not in a sarcastic way.

They thought their father's behavior was very strange.

Now, hearing Cheng Mo's explanation, it seems even stranger.

What's wrong? You didn't beat up the old ones, now you want to beat up the two of us kids too?

Xu Sanqing cleared his throat, preparing to say something to smooth things over.

Wang Zhenqiu finally came to his senses. Always eager for drama, he stepped forward with a wicked grin: "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, I'm not trying to cause trouble. How can you all tolerate this?"

He took two steps back to position himself safely and continued, "I heard that Uncle Xu got a really bad beating. They say when trouble comes, the disciple should do the right thing. You two are father and son, shouldn't you help your old man get revenge?"

He paused, then took a step back: "It's not good to make a move now, but this stinky Taoist priest said he's going to beat you two up, how can we tolerate that? Is he going to shit on your heads any minute now?"

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