Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

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Lü Gong was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Lu Liang stopped rolling around and looked at Lu Huan while twitching on the ground, with drool still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Huan opened her palm, and blue Qi rose from it, condensing above her palm into the shape of a hand with five clearly visible fingers, distinct joints, and even fingernails.

"These blue hands are becoming more and more powerful and agile." Lü Huan looked at the Qi hand and said calmly, "Places that were previously inaccessible within the mind can now be easily touched."

Lü Gong's mouth slowly opened wide, his jaw almost dropping.

Lu Liang stopped sobbing, got up from the ground, stared at Lu Huan's Qi Hand, and his mind raced.

Lü Huan continued, "Just now I adjusted my mindset to the state of telling the truth, which I call a passive emotion."

Lu Gong subconsciously swallowed: "This... can they really do something like this? That's amazing!"

Lü Huan shook his head: "No, that's not enough."

She frowned: "Passively giving emotions isn't perfect. It's like I'm deceiving myself when the environment requires it, but once the environment that requires lying disappears, the lie is still a lie."

She looked up, her eyes shining: "If I can find that place..."

Lü Liang's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

Lü Gong was still confused: "Where?"

Lü Huan's gaze deepened: "If I can even manipulate people's cognition, then I can create reality within my own consciousness, and that would be the most perfect deception."

Lü Gong was dumbfounded and could only repeat, "Creating real cognition within consciousness?"

Lu Liang gestured knowingly and asked, "Xiao Huan, you've been looking downcast these past few days. Is it because of this?"

Lu Gong snapped out of his daze, waved his hand, and comforted him, "Don't worry, you can definitely do it. No one in the whole village is more capable than you."

Lu Huan, with droopy eyelids, scratched his face: "That's not why."

Lü Gong: "Huh?"

Lü Liang: "Why is that?"

Lü Huan sighed, looking at her palm: "Brother, if I really did that, don't you think I'd be terrifying?"

Lü Gong looked puzzled.

Lü Liang seemed to be deep in thought.

Lü Huan withdrew her hand and crossed it to her chest: "I... how should I put it? I can't explain it well. I really want to understand that realm, but I'm a little scared."

Lu Gong patted her shoulder casually: "What's there to worry about? I can't do it, but if I could, I'd be laughing in my sleep, having my mom buy me delicious food every day."

Lu Liang chimed in from the side, "Xiao Huan, are you worried about using such powerful abilities to do bad things?"

Lü Gong slapped Lü Liang on the back of the head: "How is that possible?"

He pointed at Lü Liang: "I would be worried if it were this idiot."

Lü Liang rubbed the back of his head: "Hey! Why are you talking about me?"

Lu Gong ignored him and looked at Lu Huan seriously: "You are Xiao Huan. Ability is ability, and ability will not change a person."

Lu Huan stared at his older brother with his beady green eyes, blinking twice: "Really? Am I overthinking it?"

Lu Gong nodded repeatedly, "Mhm." He then nudged Lu Liang with his elbow.

Lü Liang nodded repeatedly: "Of course, you are Xiao Huan, how could you be changed by abilities?"

Lü Huan smiled happily, her eyes curving into crescents: "Mmm~"

The three little ones went off to play, laughing and joking, their laughter echoing through the alley.

In a dark corner, Xia He nudged Cheng Mo's arm: "Little Taoist, you think that girl can master the Dual Hands? She seems completely different from Qu Tong."

Cheng Mo leaned against the wall, his hands behind his head: "Of course. Everyone carries a gun. Some people do it to protect others, while others just shoot randomly and kill people."

Xia He thought for a moment and said, "That's true. When will this little girl be able to master it?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "I don't know, but it looks like it should be soon. I'll be able to control my consciousness soon."

Xia He turned to look at him: "Are you planning to use this little girl to deal with that Qu Tong?"

Cheng Mo rolled his eyes: "I'm not a heartless bastard who uses child labor. I just want to learn more about the Dual-Handed Hand through this little girl, and have her help fulfill someone's wish."

Xia He asked curiously, "Who is it?"

Cheng Mo: "A doctor who can be called a national champion."

Xia He nodded seriously: "That's definitely worth it."

……

Cheng Mo and Xia He went on a spring outing in the mountains near Lüjia Village.

He would occasionally visit the village to check on Lü Huan and to observe the love-hate relationship between the two brothers, Lü Liang and Lü Gong.

After some time, the two of them had a pretty good grasp of the situation in Lüjia Village.

Xia He looked disgusted: "What era are we living in? These guys are still practicing incestuous marriage."

Cheng Mo shrugged: "Didn't Lü Ci say that every drop of blood in the Lü family is important and cannot be casually distributed?"

Xia He pouted: "An old relic."

Cheng Mo sighed inwardly. This wasn't a problem of being an old relic; it was that something was truly hidden in their bloodline—and that something was poisonous.

Cheng Mo and his companion wandered around for several more days. Not every household in Lüjia Village was home. They would find an empty door and stay there. At mealtimes, they would cook and light a fire. The neighbors occasionally suspected something, but they never looked too closely.

And on this day...

After finishing his training, Lü Huan sat cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard, his forehead covered in cold sweat and his face deathly pale.

She slowly raised her hands, and a wisp of red mist rose from her palms, as thick as blood, slowly flowing around her, filling the air with an indescribable aura.

When she opened her eyes, they were filled with panic, fear, and anger, which eventually turned into sadness.

Tears streamed down my face.

"Waaaah!"

Lu Huan burst into tears, crying so hard it was heartbreaking, her voice filled with despair.

"Great-grandfather..."

……

In a dark corner, Xia He nudged Cheng Mo: "Little Taoist priest, is this the poison you were talking about? This little girl looks like she's about to cry herself to death."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Don't worry, with us watching over this girl, she won't die from the poison."

Lu Huan cried for a long time, then got up from the ground, wiped her tears, and ran out of the yard.

She ran very fast, losing one of her shoes in the process. She ran through several alleys, arrived at Lü Ci's residence, and rushed inside.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Lu Ci was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea when he saw his great-granddaughter running in crying. His expression changed: "Xiao Huan? What's wrong?"

Lü Huan knelt down with a thud: "Grandpa, I want to move out!"

Lu Ci put down his teacup and frowned: "Nonsense, where are you going to live if you move out?"

Lu Huan raised her head, her eyes red and her nose red as well: "Grandpa, please, let me move out. I don't want to stay in the village anymore."

Lü Ci shook her head: "No, you're just a little girl. Who will take care of you if you move out?"

Lu Huan knelt and took two steps forward: "Great-Grandpa, I really can't stay here any longer, please let me go."

Lu Ci shook his head again: "Xiao Huan, you are a child of the Lu family. This is your home. You are not allowed to go anywhere else."

Lu Huan bit her lip, and tears began to fall from her eyes again.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

Finally, she got up from the ground, turned around, and ran out.

Lu Ci watched her retreating figure, his brows furrowed in worry.

In the days that followed, Lü Huan went to see Lü Ci every day.

"Grandpa, please let me move out."

"no."

"Grandpa, I really don't want to stay in the village anymore."

"no."

"Grandpa, please..."

"No!"

Each time, Lü Ci refused.

Each time, Lü Huan left in tears, her condition worsening day by day. Those memories tormented her, crawling around in her mind like worms, giving her splitting headaches and keeping her awake at night.