Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Xu Si quickly asked the guardian, "How is it?"

The caregiver stepped forward to check, examined the instruments, and then looked at the pupils. Turning to the person in charge, the caregiver said, "All the physical indicators are gradually recovering, and the patient's mental state is also improving."

Xu Si breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Liuqing removed the divine mask and stood there panting heavily.

When Zhuge Liang's spirit entered his body just now, he almost couldn't suppress it. The spirit actually fought with him for control of his body—it was neither a god nor an ordinary ghost.

For a fleeting moment, Xia Liuqing saw the inner scene, the Qimen Dunjia formation, and the four plates of Heaven, Earth, Man, and God.

In that instant, he began to question his years of cultivation; entertainers truly were the lowest of the low…

Fortunately, he was resolute and did not fall for the trick.

Cheng Mo walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you alright?"

Xia Liuqing waved her hand, catching her breath: "It's nothing. It's just that what I just saw was definitely not Zhuge Liang."

Xu Si frowned: "How is that possible? Besides Zhuge Liang, who else could use the Samadhi True Fire?"

Xia Liuqing shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe it's some scoundrel from the Zhuge family, just using Zhuge Liang's name. Just now he actually tried to take my body and attempted to control me directly. Fortunately, I'm still capable enough to prevent him from succeeding."

He wiped his sweat: "Fortunately, the old man is still somewhat capable, and he didn't succeed."

Cheng Mo looked at him suspiciously, feeling that the old man wasn't telling the truth.

Xu Si examined the calligraphy piece from all angles: "Does that mean this thing is unusable?"

Cheng Mo leaned closer to look: "I was just about to ask, what is this?"

Xu Si scratched his head and spread out the paper: "It should be information about the other two people involved in this experimental accident. I don't understand this either."

Xu San pushed up his glasses and leaned closer to look: "These are the birth dates and times of those two people, along with their geographical coordinates. However, I don't understand this coordinate system."

Xu Si rolled his eyes: "Do you even need to tell me? I know birth dates and times. It's just these two things left."

Xia He looked at Cheng Mo—didn't that person just say he was going to find a sorcerer to take a look? Isn't a Taoist priest a sorcerer? Could he understand it?

Cheng Mo shook his head.

He didn't understand it either.

He couldn't even tell that these scribbles were coordinates.

Cheng Mo asked, "The other two you mentioned have already escaped?"

Xu Si nodded without saying anything more.

Cheng Mo could imagine the tragic situation back then—Xu Si personally led the team, yet they were all wiped out. If the other party hadn't shown mercy, he would have been in the underworld long ago.

Cheng Mo was speechless again—these people in the company were really carefree; with the risks unknown, they actually pulled three consecutive shots.

He asked, "What were the other two acting in?"

"Wei Zhongxian and Zhong Kui".

? ?

Two question marks floated above Cheng Mo's head.

Zhong Kui understood; he was a ghost-catching master, and this happened to be Heng'an, where the most famous Nuo opera was catching the Yellow Ghost.

but--

Cheng Mo asked, "Why did you have to play Wei Zhongxian?"

Xu Si, however, didn't seem to care. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: "This is the normal experimental approach. Loyal ministers like Zhuge Liang and treacherous ministers like Wei Zhongxian are used as comparative analysis subjects."

Cheng Mo was puzzled: "What kind of treacherous minister is Wei Zhongxian? He was just a eunuch, all his power was based on the emperor... Never mind, let's not dwell on that. These two are your comparison, right? What about Zhong Kui? What's the point of listing him out separately?"

Xu Si lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Historical figures and mythological figures must be compared simultaneously."

Cheng Mo: "..."

He paused for two seconds: "I completely don't understand your line of thinking."

But these are not the main points.

Cheng Mo asked, "Surely the company's informants can't miss these two extraordinary individuals. Zhuge Liang is a prime example; his characteristics are too obvious."

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Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring: "It's not that we can't find them, it's that they just vanished into thin air, without leaving a trace."

Cheng Mo frowned: "Uh... what if they really evaporated? Like in the video, everyone except Liu Wenzhou disappeared."

Xu Si shook his head: "Impossible. We installed locators on the divine weapons. They moved directly from the company laboratory to the mountains and forests, and disappeared completely after walking three kilometers."

Xia Liuqing exploded upon hearing this: "Aren't you trying to scam us?! You didn't say those two were missing! If you keep searching, am I supposed to keep working for you for free?"

Xu Si quickly reassured him, "How could that be! You've been paid along the way. Once this is over, give me your account number and I'll transfer the money directly there, without going through the official account."

Xia Liuqing was still dissatisfied, but for now she could only accept it.

Cheng Mo chimed in from the side, "We won't be short any, will we?"

Xu Si chuckled, "Of course. Master Cheng and Miss Xia have put in a lot of effort, so I certainly won't treat them unfairly."

Cheng Mo noticed that he said "I" instead of "the company".

These people...

However, Cheng Mo was indeed interested in this matter—it was strange in every way.

According to Grandpa Xia, that "Zhuge Wuhou" was just a ghost, not the real Zhuge Wuhou, nor a deity formed by the power of faith.

So why did he impersonate "Zhuge Liang"?

What about the other two?

Besides, since we're already here and have signed a confidentiality agreement, we should make sure we understand everything before we leave.

However, I need to inform my uncle first before doing that.

Cheng Mo nodded, then turned to Xu Si: "Can I make a phone call?"

Xu Si waved his hand: "Of course, as long as you don't tell anyone about this incident, Master Cheng is completely free."

Cheng Mo led Xia He out the door, walked to the end of the corridor, took out his phone, found Gao Erzhuang's number, and dialed it.

Beep—Connection complete.

"Senior brother, what's up?" Erzhuang's voice was muffled, and he was clearly chewing something.

"Put the handset on, I have something to tell you and your uncle."

"Alright, senior brother, you can go ahead and say it." There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone; Er Zhuang must have put his phone on the table.

Cheng Mo cleared his throat: "Uncle-Master, things here are a bit complicated and might take a while. If you're in a hurry, we can go back to Liangyi Temple first, and then Xia He and I will come here."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone before Cheng Huihui's voice came through, slowly: "No rush. I haven't been to the Central Plains in a long time either. I'll take this opportunity to explore more. There are plenty of interesting things here."

Cheng Mo glanced at Xia He, and Xia He nodded at him.

"Okay." Cheng Mo said into the microphone, "Erzhuang, stay close to your uncle and don't get lost."

"Senior brother, you underestimate me too much!" Erzhuang's voice rose eight octaves. "I was the one leading our senior uncle around the streets!"

Cheng Mo suppressed a laugh: "Then I'll trouble the capable Erzhuang to take good care of my martial uncle."

"Just you wait and see~" Erzhuang agreed crisply, his tone full of smugness.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mo put it away.

Xia He leaned closer and took his arm: "Actually, what's going on here doesn't have much to do with us. You see, Grandpa Xia could have handled it himself. He probably just saw us getting along too well and wanted to drag us here to find something to do."

Cheng Mo thought for a moment and shook his head: "Walking, sitting, and lying down are all forms of cultivation, and experiencing the myriad aspects of life is also a form of cultivation. Don't you think the people in the company are quite interesting? They always manage to create some trouble."

Xia He was silent for two seconds: "...That's called lacking self-awareness."

"It's all the same." Cheng Mo pulled her back. "Besides, I think that fake Wuhou had something up his sleeve. I'd really like to learn more about the tricks of sorcerers."

Xia He leaned against his arm: "Then let's have a good talk with him."

The two had just reached the meeting room door when it was pushed open from the inside.