Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

"No rush, no rush." ​​Chen Jinkui picked up his teacup and took another sip. "How's business at your Xigu Pavilion lately?"

"Thanks to you, it's alright." The sound of turning over papers came from Ru Hu's side. "Last month I bought a piece of calligraphy by Wen Zhengming and made a little money reselling it. Brother, you know, this business is like this: three years without business, then three years of feast or famine. We usually just make a living with some small trinkets."

Chen Jinkui laughed: "You think your Xigu Pavilion is surviving on trinkets? I've heard that the revenue from your entertainment venues alone is equivalent to what others make in a year."

"Brother, you're right." Na Ruhu didn't deny it. "Those places look lively, but they actually have high expenses. Last month, two of our shops in Tianjin were raided, and we spent a lot just on bribes."

Chen Jinkui clicked his tongue twice: "In this day and age, it's not easy to do business."

"That's right." Na Ruhu sighed. "It's so much more comfortable for you guys in the Shuzi Sect, big brother. You can make money just by telling fortunes and looking at feng shui, sitting at home."

"Comfortable my ass." Chen Jinkui laughed and cursed, "Last month, I was looking at a real estate boss's foundation. Just using the compass took three days. I was so tired that I couldn't straighten my back."

The two chatted for a while, from antiques to tea, from tea to the weather, and from the weather to the trivial matters in the supernatural community recently.

After chatting for about ten minutes, Ru Hu suddenly spoke up: "Brother Jin Kui, you didn't really call today because of that celadon brush washer, did you?"

Chen Jinkui coughed lightly.

"Just say what you need to say." Na Ruhu said straightforwardly, "What kind of relationship do we have? There's no point in beating around the bush."

Chen Jinkui leaned back in his armchair and tapped his fingers on the armrest: "Little Na, Second Master, there is indeed a business opportunity that I need to trouble the people from the Ancient Infusion Pavilion with."

"Please speak."

"It's a shoe factory in Xiangfan," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "the owner's surname is Xia, and his name is Xia Weidong. I'd like to ask the people from Xigu Pavilion to help look after it."

Ru Hu paused for a moment: "A shoe factory? When did you become interested in the shoe industry, brother?"

"It's not my business." Chen Jinkui smiled. "Here's the thing—I owe someone a favor, but it's not convenient to do it directly. So I was thinking, could I find a way to ensure the safety of that person's family? It would be my way of doing my part."

"A favor?" The tiger-like voice held a hint of amusement. "The person who can make Brother Jin Kui owe a favor is no ordinary person."

Chen Jinkui did not give a direct answer: "Just tell me if this can be done."

"I can get it done," Na Ruhu said calmly. "But brother, you have to give me a heads-up—is someone trying to cause trouble for this shoe factory, or are you just trying to make a good sale?"

"Nobody's causing trouble," Chen Jinkui immediately denied. "It's just normal look after. You know Xiangfan, there are all sorts of people there. If someone tries to cause trouble, your people from Xigu Pavilion can help keep an eye on them."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Na Ruhu paused for two seconds and said, "Okay, I'll have Old Zhou over there take care of it."

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Chen Jinkui said sincerely, "If this is done, I'll consider it a favor I owe you."

"You're too kind, brother."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jinkui picked up his teacup and found that the tea had gone cold, but he didn't care. He drank it all in one gulp and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Now, even if the man surnamed Cheng really comes knocking, there's a buffer period.

This is "protection," not "coercion."

Moreover, with two of the Ten Elders involved, even if that old bastard Cheng Shou is unreasonable, he should at least be given some face, right?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more he felt that his move was brilliant.

He poured himself another cup of hot tea. He crossed his legs and started humming a little tune.

……

Xigu Pavilion Headquarters.

Na Ruhu put down the phone, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

The henchman leaned over and asked, "Brother Tiger, what's that old fox Chen Jinkui up to now?"

Na Ruhu didn't speak, but tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

That old bastard Chen Jinkui wouldn't do anything without a reason; he would never "owe someone a favor" for no reason. When he says he "owes someone a favor and wants to repay it," it's most likely the opposite—he wants others to owe him a favor, or he has already offended someone and wants to make amends in this way.

Protect the shoe factory?

Na Ruhu mentally reviewed Chen Jinkui's recent movements.

The Shuzi Sect hasn't made any big moves lately, and Chen Jinkui himself has been staying quietly in the capital. There's no news of him getting into any conflicts with anyone in the supernatural community.

but……

Na Ruhu suddenly remembered a piece of intelligence he had received a few days ago.

Cheng Mo, the young Taoist priest from Liangyi Temple, burned a "Zhuge Liang" figure with a Samadhi True Fire at the old fortress. Afterwards, it was widely rumored in the circle that this young Taoist priest had learned the Zhuge family's secret technique after watching it only once.

Chen Jinkui is the head of the Shuzi Sect and is obsessed with magic. If the rumor is true, it is not surprising that Chen Jinkui has his eye on Cheng Mo.

But what does targeting Cheng Mo have to do with "protecting the shoe factory"?

Na Ruhu thought for a while, but couldn't come up with a solution.

However, one thing he was certain of was that since Chen Jinkui had come to him, this matter would not be as trivial as he had made it out to be.

Forget it, Chen Jinkui wants protection, not robbery anyway.

Forget it, Chen Jinkui wants protection, not robbery anyway.

If something really goes wrong, you can just shift the blame immediately.

"Old fox," Na Ruhu muttered, picked up the phone, and dialed the Xiangfan branch number.

"Old Zhou, I need you to do something for me."

……

Meanwhile, at the foot of Liangyi Guanshan Mountain.

Cheng Mo and Xia He had lunch at Li Shoucheng's house. Cheng Mo cooked the meal herself, and Li Shoucheng and Wang Xiulan praised it highly, saying that it was all thanks to Xia He's cooking.

After finishing their meal and leaving Li Shoucheng's house, Cheng Mo quickly got into the passenger seat, and Xia He followed. They then drove towards Qinchuan County.

Xia He's smile never faded on the way.

Cheng Mo glanced at her sideways: "What are you laughing at?"

Aunt Li told us to have a baby soon.

Cheng Mo: "..."

Xia He smiled even more happily.

Once the car entered the county town, Xia He found a secluded alley where no one was around and parked it.

Cheng Mo got out of the car, looked around to make sure no one was around, took out his food pouch from his pocket, and aimed it at the bread truck.

whoosh-

The bread truck vanished into thin air.

Xia He's eyes widened: "Even the Devouring Sac can retrieve a carriage?"

"I modified it a bit." Cheng Mo put the food sac back into his pocket. "It has a volume of about fifty cubic meters."

Xia He gave a thumbs up: "Little Taoist priest, you're really amazing."

Cheng Mo raised an eyebrow smugly.

The two left the alley and took a taxi to the train station.

Qinchuan Railway Station is located on the east side of the county town. It is an old three-story building with white tiles on the exterior walls that have turned yellow.

Cheng Mo bought two hard sleeper tickets to Xiangfan at the ticket window.

Xia He looked at the train ticket with suspicion: "Aren't we going to the Shuzi Sect to settle accounts with Chen Jinkui? Is he in Xiangfan?"

Cheng Mo put the train ticket in his pocket: "Chen Jinkui is in Beijing now, but he will be going to Xiangfan soon."

Xia He asked, puzzled, "Why?"

She immediately realized what was happening, her expression changing drastically: "That old man wouldn't be after my parents, would he?"

"That's for sure." Cheng Mo pulled her towards the waiting room. "He dared to kidnap Duoduo and Erzhuang. Knowing our relationship, how could he not start with your parents?"

Xia He roared in fury: "Damn it!"

"Be civilized." Cheng Mo squeezed her hand. "Don't worry, he won't do anything to your uncle and aunt."

"He even dared to touch Duoduo and Erzhuang!" Xia He's voice rose half an octave, and an uncle carrying a snakeskin bag next to her turned his head to look at her.

Cheng Mo pulled her to a corner to sit down: "He only had Duoduo and Erzhuang taken away, but he didn't dare to use force. Besides being a disciple of Liangyi Temple, Erzhuang is also the daughter of the Gao family in Northeast China. No matter how stupid Chen Jinkui is, he wouldn't offend both Liangyi Temple and the Gao family at the same time."

Xia He thought about it again and understood. Chen Jinkui's main purpose was to learn Feng Hou Qi Men. He certainly wouldn't hurt his parents if he didn't learn it—that would be extremely offensive.

But she still didn't understand: "What exactly does he want to do?"

Cheng Mo shrugged: "So you're using this as a way to get to know me."

"Huh?" Xia He looked incredulous. "Is he crazy? How could he meet someone like that?"