Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

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Xia He watched with growing anxiety: "Little Taoist priest, what exactly did this girl discover? It doesn't seem to be a physical problem."

Cheng Mo leaned against the tree trunk, watching Lü Huan run out of Lü Ci's yard crying once again: "Didn't I tell you? The Double-Handed Technique can modify memories, so if it's not a physical issue, then it's a memory problem."

Xia He frowned: "But wasn't their Soul Manipulation Technique just about manipulating memories? Why didn't it cause any problems before?"

Cheng Mo shrugged: "I don't know, you'd have to ask the person who poisoned me why they did it."

Xia He rolled her eyes: "I'll go downstairs and ask her."

Cheng Mo: "Then forget it."

……

That evening, Lü Huan went to find Lü Ci again.

This time, her condition was even worse. She had lost a lot of weight, had dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were pale.

"Great-grandfather."

Looking at her, Lü Ci felt both heartache and anger: "Xiao Huan, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Huan knelt down immediately: "Grandpa, please let me move out."

Lu Ci put down her book, her tone somewhat impatient: "How many times have I told you, Xiao Huan, if you want to go out and play, fine, but moving out! Absolutely not!"

Looking at Lü Huan's increasingly gaunt face, his heart softened again, and he found an excuse for himself: "Is it because your teacher teaches you all sorts of nonsense all day long? I invited him here to teach you knowledge! If he talks nonsense, I'll kick him out tomorrow."

Look at this old mad dog. He not only found excuses for his great-grandson, but also resorted to threats. Behave yourself, my dear grandson, or your teacher will be gone.

Lü Huan shook her head repeatedly: "Grandpa...no, it has nothing to do with the teacher, it has nothing to do with anyone else, please let me go, I beg you! I can't take it anymore!"

Lu Ci was truly anxious this time. He stood up and was about to go over: "Xiao Huan, what's wrong? Tell Grandpa!"

Lu Huan trembled and reached out as if to stop him from getting closer.

Just as Lü Ci approached, blue energy emanated from Lü Huan's hand, transforming into several small blue hands that rushed towards Lü Ci's head.

Lu Ci was shocked: "Xiao Huan, you... Xiao Huan!"

Lu Huan cried and roared, "Grandpa! Forget all those things you care about! It's better for all of us!"

The power of the Blue Hand, a dual-wielding technique, surged into Lü Ci's mind and began to frantically alter his memories.

Lu Ci's body froze on the spot, his expression changing from shock and anger to pain, and from pain to a distorted face.

"Uh... Ah!"

He let out a low growl, his veins bulging.

Lu Huan sensed the operation being completed and smiled with satisfaction.

But the old mad dog had lived for over a hundred years, and his willpower far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Lu Ci suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and slapped Lu Huan.

boom!

Lu Huan was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The grandfather and grandson both fell to the ground.

Lu Huan struggled to get up, and it took him several attempts to push himself up from the ground. He then crawled out using both his hands and feet.

Lu Ci was mentally damaged. Although he used all his strength to defeat Lu Huan at the last moment, he was also nearing his limit. It felt like a million needles were pricking his head, and he was unable to stop Lu Huan from leaving.

He could only weakly reach out, "Xiao Huan... come back! Come back!"

Lu Huan had regained some strength and stood up to run out.

Lu Ci collapsed, limp and weak, pressing his head and letting out a long sigh.

Lu Huan ran all the way out of the village, into the woods, and for a very long time until he reached the familiar mountain path and his favorite cliff edge.

Blood was flowing from his nose and his ears.

She sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the empty mountains and fields, the mountain wind blowing her hair into a mess.

Red flames surged in her hands as she repaired her injuries.

The repair was stopped halfway through.

He sighed.

"That's true... it's the same no matter where you go..."

She lowered her head, her tears falling onto the stone.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

Lü Huan placed his hand on the rock beneath him.

Ruyi Jin erupts.

The stone made a cracking sound, and cracks spread outwards from under her palm.

"Xiao Huan!"

A voice came from behind.

Lü Huan wondered: Who is calling me?

"joyous!"

Another sound came.

Lü Huan thought to herself: It's alright, let's leave it at that.

The stone broke.

Lü Huan fell down.

"Xiao Huan!"

Lu Liang ran to the edge of the cliff and reached out to grab it, but it was too late.

He could only watch as Lü Huan's figure disappeared below the cliff, with rocks cascading down after him.

Lü Liang knelt on the edge of the cliff, trembling all over.

……

bottom of the cliff.

Xia He clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms: "Little Taoist priest, are you sure you can do this?"

Cheng Mo looked up at the falling figures and rocks above, and said calmly, "It's fine."

slam-la-

A figure was falling from the rocks, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Cheng Mo formed hand seals, and array patterns appeared beneath his feet, rapidly spreading outwards.

A fierce wind rose from the ground and swept into the air. Water rushed in from all directions, weaving into a net in the air.

The wind supported the stones, slowing their descent, and then a stream of water swept them aside.

Lu Huan's body passed through the wind layer, and her speed slowed down. She then passed through a network of water, and her speed slowed down even more. Finally, it was as if an invisible hand was supporting her and gently placing her on the ground.

Cheng Mo immediately went forward to check.

Lu Huan lay on the ground, his face pale, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, nose and ears, his clothes covered in ash and mud.

Cheng Mo reached out and pressed his hand against her pulse, his Qi penetrating her body.

His internal organs were dislocated, two ribs were broken, and his left arm was dislocated. His head was not shattered, but it was still within the treatment range.

Cheng Mo used Qi as a guide, circulating it through Lü Huan's meridians, finding the most instinctive Qi circulation path in her body, and guiding the Qi to circulate on its own.

A moment later, red flames emanated from Lü Huan's body, and his Twin Hands automatically activated, beginning to repair himself—

The Qi flames covered the injured area, and the displaced organs slowly returned to their original positions under the protection of the Qi flames, and the broken bones gradually joined together.

Xia He nudged Cheng Mo: "Little Taoist, I've discovered that your abilities are no more abnormal than those so-called Eight Extraordinary Techniques."

Cheng Mo gently patted her: "Go away, who says their boyfriend is a pervert?"

Xia He chuckled twice and looked at Lü Huan.

Lu Huan was still unconscious, her face streaked with tears and blood, looking pitiful.

Xia He turned to Cheng Mo and asked, "What are you planning to do next? Like Village Chief Ma, hand it over to the military?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "This company can handle it. Duanmu Ying's modified Double Hands are all in the DNA. It can only be an innate technique. Afterwards, Lü Huan can extract the Soul-Clearing Technique and cremate the batch that has already died."

Xia He looked completely bewildered: "Little Taoist, do you know what you're saying? How could the Lü family possibly let you do these things?"

Cheng Mo shrugged: "That's why we need to find a company to cooperate with. But before that, we have to see if Lü Huan will cooperate."

Xia He then asked, "What if the girl doesn't cooperate?"

Cheng Mo shrugged: "How would I know? How about we take her around the world? Let her relax and get rid of that depression so she doesn't try to commit suicide again."

Xia He thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "Actually, we can take this girl to find Qu Tong. Didn't you say Qu Tong is Duanmu Ying's disciple? Let this girl see how carefree that disciple's life is."

Cheng Mo nodded thoughtfully: "That's true, let these two have a chat."

His ears suddenly twitched: "This girl is about to wake up."

The two leaned closer and looked down.