Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

On the highway, three all-inclusive bread trucks were speeding by.

Xu Si sat in the passenger seat of the lead car, smoking a cigarette as he watched the trees rushing past the window.

Suddenly, a thick fog rolled in ahead, turning everything into a white expanse, and visibility dropped to less than five meters.

The driver slowed down: "Fourth Brother, something's wrong up ahead."

Xu Si took the cigarette out of his mouth and squinted at the front of him.

A voice drifted through the fog, sometimes near, sometimes far, as if it were coming from all directions at once—

"Fourth Brother, do you like this gift?"

"Tsk tsk, tell me, why is our company so forgetful?"

"They're doing all these messy projects again, creating all this messy stuff."

"But it's okay, I'll clean up after you."

"I've arranged a small program in Liulin Town, I guarantee it will be a great show."

"A madman from the Ink Tendon Soft Bone Sect, a murderer who can fight and withstand attacks."

"Let him cause a ruckus in that crowd, kill dozens of people, and then..."

"Tsk tsk, just thinking about that scene is exciting."

"Fourth Brother, you don't need to thank me."

"This is what I should do."

Xu Si's expression turned strange after hearing this.

This person has been brought under Cheng Mo's control, so what problems could there be?

He took out his phone and called Xiaolong, "Xiaolong, what's the situation with that Zhang San'er now?"

"Very honest."

Xu Si put the cigarette back in his mouth: "Don't stop, drive slowly."

Then, looking out at the thick fog, he shouted, "I received your gift, but the packaging wasn't very good."

The driver reduced the speed to 20 km/h and slowly drove forward.

……

Hongyun Restaurant, Liulin Town.

A passerby picked his teeth and walked out, intending to buy a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store across the street. He was about to step out of the hotel door—

Boom!

My forehead slammed into an invisible wall.

The passersby were dumbfounded.

He covered his forehead with one hand and reached forward with the other, his palm touching a cold, hard substance, like glass.

"Who put a glass door here?" he muttered, banging on the door. "Hey! Open the door!"

People were coming and going on the street outside. A few children ran after him. The old man selling candied hawthorns slowly pedaled his tricycle. No one looked at him, as if he didn't exist.

The passerby became impatient and pounded on the door, shouting, "Didn't you hear me! Open the door!"

At this moment, Cheng Mo and Xia Liuqing were playing "hide-and-seek" in the open space outside the restaurant.

Xia Liuqing chased after him menacingly, while Cheng Mo chuckled and circled around an old locust tree.

"You brat! Stop right there!"

"Hey, old man, your legs aren't so good anymore~"

As the two were arguing, Cheng Mo's ears twitched, and he heard banging and cursing coming from the entrance of the restaurant.

He turned his head, laughed, and ran towards the restaurant.

"Hey! Don't run away!" Xia Liuqing took off chasing after him.

Xia He and Tu Junfang followed behind at a leisurely pace.

Looking at the two figures ahead, Tu Junfang suddenly spoke: "Girl, it's your good fortune to be able to cultivate with Brother Cheng."

Xia He turned to look at him: "Strange uncle, you don't need to tell me this."

Tu Junfang smiled and said, "Indeed."

Cheng Mo rushed into the restaurant, and Xia Liuqing followed closely behind.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Mo took a step back and nimbly jumped out of the doorway again.

Xia Liuqing cried out "Hey, hey!" but couldn't stop the car. She turned around to chase after it again, but—

boom!

His forehead slammed into an invisible barrier, and he was bounced back two steps.

"Ouch!" Xia Liuqing covered her forehead, seeing stars.

Meanwhile, many people inside the restaurant had heard the commotion and gathered at the entrance.

The passerby stared blankly at Cheng Mo, forgetting to pat the air: "You... how did you get out?"

Cheng Mo stood outside the door, looking completely innocent: "I... I just came out like this."

Xia Liuqing rubbed her head and got up, finally realizing what was happening: "This is... an array barrier? When was it set up?"

Cheng Mo shrugged: "How would I know?"

Xia Liuqing glared at him: "Aren't you a sorcerer? Hurry up and break the formation!"

Cheng Mo chuckled: "This matter is most likely related to the company. Let's wait for someone from over there to arrive and let them handle it."

Xia Liuqing grew anxious: "What methods could the people in the company possibly have? What will happen to those people inside...?"

He suddenly stopped, his eyes darting around, and he realized: "Oh—you want to raise the price on the spot."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Hey, old man, that's not right. I'm just asking the fourth brother to owe me a favor. Of course, if they have the means to break the formation, I'll be happy to relax."

At this moment, Xia He and Tu Junfang walked over.

Xia He nudged Cheng Mo's arm: "Little Taoist priest, what are you talking to thin air?"

Cheng Mo pointed at Xia Liuqing inside the door and asked Xia He in confusion, "Can't you see her?"

Xia Liuqing pounded on the barrier from inside: "Little seedling, let Cheng let me out first."

Xia He was even more confused: "Wasn't that empty? Did you shake off Grandpa Xia?"

"This barrier is interesting," Cheng Mo smiled. "What are you seeing?"

Xia He: "It's just the hotel entrance, but there's hardly anyone there."

Cheng Mo looked at Tu Junfang, who nodded: "That's true too."

Xia He countered, "So, what did you see?"

Cheng Mo pointed to the gate: "There is a barrier separating the inside from the outside. Grandpa Xia and a group of people are standing at the gate watching us talk. And it seems that they can see and hear what is happening outside, but the outside can't see in."

At this moment, a fat man whose path was blocked became impatient and yelled at Cheng Mo, "What are you all babbling about? Open the door now! Who put a glass door here? How inconsiderate!"

Cheng Mo ignored him and pulled Xia He a few steps away.

The fat man became even angrier and pounded on the barrier, yelling, "Hey! Don't go! I told you not to go! Do you know who I am? Come out and chop you up if you dare!"

Xia Liuqing found it amusing: "Regarding the matter of the stabbing, I think you'd better call the police first."

The fat man pointed at Xia Liuqing and kept muttering, "Who the hell are you, old man? Believe it or not—"

"Ah!" Before he could finish speaking, his wrist was grabbed by a young man next to him.

The young man twisted his arm, then turned to Xia Liuqing with a fawning smile: "Master Xia, please forgive him, he's just an idiot."

Xia Liuqing crossed her arms: "Oh, this has nothing to do with me. You're the one who wanted to teach him a lesson."

The young man nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I was the one who taught him a lesson, I was the one who taught him a lesson."

……

In a corner that no one knows about.

Old Wei shook his head regretfully as he watched this scene.

"Oh dear, I miscalculated."

The next second, his expression suddenly turned gloomy, and his eyes revealed suppressed anger—this was Qian Wanli's own consciousness briefly regaining control.

"What exactly do you want?"

His expression instantly switched back to that ambiguous smile, and Lao Wei's voice rang out: "Didn't I already say I'd give you a hand? Of course, it has to be a big one, that's how you demonstrate your ability and get the company to value you."

Qian Wanli's face darkened further: "You think I didn't notice? You're using my Qi!"

Old Wei shrugged: "Hey, why care so much? You can regenerate your Qi if it's gone."

Qian Wanli gritted his teeth: "Bullshit! The energy you used up is more than I can recover in a month!"

Old Wei didn't take it seriously: "There's plenty of time ahead of us."

Qian Wanli: "Where did you get all this free time? You've offended everyone already!"

Old Wei laughed: "Really? Then you should go somewhere else to develop your career."

Qian Wanli: "I curse my ancestors for eight generations!"

Old Wei still had that ambiguous smile on his face: "Then you'll have to go downstairs first..."

Before he finished speaking, his gloomy face vanished completely, leaving only Old Wei's ambiguous, half-smiling expression.

He stroked his chin, his gaze returning to Cheng Mo downstairs, who was studying the barrier: "Don't make a fuss yet, let me see how this young man plans to break my trap."

……

Meanwhile, on a long-distance bus bound for Heng'an County.

Zhuge Qing sat by the window, holding his backpack in his arms.

"I will definitely find you," he whispered, as if making a vow, "the guy who impersonated our ancestor... and Old Wei too. Don't think you've got it all figured out."

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