Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Chapter 348 Playing tricks on Old Yuantou

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Cheng Mo and Xia He brought Lü Huan and Wang Zizhong to Zibo.

Cheng Mo originally wanted Wang Zizhong to stay in the capital and go to the Lü family together after the Zibo matter was over.

Wang Zizhong, however, said that this matter was related to his wife and that he wanted to be involved in the whole process.

Cheng Mo couldn't refuse him, so she had no choice but to bring him along.

However, after arranging the hotel, Cheng Mo told Wang Zizhong not to show his face yet: "Uncle Wang, you know that your strength is low. If you show your face, you will become a burden to us, and more importantly, it may implicate the people of Jishetang."

Wang Zizhong remained silent for a long while, then sighed: "—I understand."

He had originally intended to persuade Lü Huan to go along as well, to prevent her from taking the risk. However, after Lü Huan demonstrated her ability to regenerate severed limbs, Wang Zizhong was left alone in the hotel.

He didn't regret coming over, as if doing so would bring him closer to his wife.

Cheng Mo led Xia He and Lü Huan out of the hotel and strolled around the streets of Zibo.

Cheng Mo observed his surroundings from time to time, not looking for members of the Quanxing, but to see if any of them would notice him.

Regardless of whether Tu Junfang revealed his information or not, someone will always be able to analyze the intersection of the relationship between Tu Junfang and Xia Liuqing, and then find out who is most likely to master the Dual-Hand Technique.

If even this cannot be analyzed, then there is no threat, and we can simply let them roam freely.

After walking for a while, Xia He suddenly stopped and pulled Cheng Mo and Lü Huan into a clothing store on the side of the road.

"Come on, let's pick out some clothes for Huanhuan."

Lü Huan was pulled inside, looking embarrassed: "Sister, is this okay?"

Xia He had already walked to the children's clothing section, picked up a pink sweatshirt and held it up against Lü Huan: "What's wrong with it? Anyway, they haven't come looking for us yet. We'll have some fun when they come knocking on our door."

Cheng Mo chimed in from the side, "That's right, anyway, your sister Xia He is rich."

Xia He glared at him: "Go away, you're so good with words."

Lü Huan pursed her lips, took the clothes, and went into the fitting room.

After a while, the fitting room door opened, and Xia He pulled Lü Huan out.

Lü Huan changed into a pink sweatshirt, jeans, and white canvas shoes, and tied her hair into a ponytail.

Xia He was wearing a white T-shirt and black casual pants. The two stood together, one tall and one short, one bright and the other cute.

Cheng Mo gave a thumbs up: "Great!"

Lu Huan lowered her head shyly, the tips of her ears turning red.

Xia He packed the old clothes into bags and pulled Lü Huan to the cashier to pay. After leaving one store, they went into the next. They visited one store, two stores, and three or four stores in a row. Xia He was carrying five or six bags, while Lü Huan was carrying two.

Cheng Mo walked ahead empty-handed, glancing back every now and then.

"Little Taoist priest, why don't you help carry it?" Xia He called out from behind.

Cheng Mo didn't even turn his head: "Didn't you say women don't need men to help them carry things when they go shopping?"

Xia He opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but then realized that she did indeed say that, so she could only glare at him.

Lu Huan chuckled to herself, her lips pursed.

The three of them strolled around the street all morning, buying more and more things. In the end, Cheng Mo reached out and took most of the bags.

The three of them found a restaurant to have lunch.

Cheng Mo ordered four dishes and a soup, and the three of them sat down around a square table.

Halfway through the meal, Yuan Tao and Han Dan'er walked in and sat down at the table next to Cheng Mo.

Yuan Tao glanced at Cheng Mo and said sarcastically, "Heh, Little Daoist Cheng, I heard you're quite skilled at crafting magical artifacts. How about we have a contest of magical treasures?"

Cheng Mo didn't even glance at him, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Xia He's bowl, saying in a flat tone, "This tastes alright, you can try it."

Xia He picked it up and ate it, nodding, "Hmm, it's really good."

Lu Huan glanced at Yuan Tao, but couldn't figure out what was going on, so he went back to eating.

Yuan Tao was left standing to the side, and his expression was rather unpleasant, but he didn't retaliate.

Han Dan'er sat next to him, his round face expressionless, staring at the dishes on the table, his throat bobbing constantly.

Yuan Tao's eyes darted around, and suddenly she walked to Cheng Mo's table, reaching for the vinegar bottle on the table: "Little Daoist Cheng, may I borrow some vinegar?"

Cheng Mo stretched out his chopsticks and precisely pressed them onto the vinegar bottle.

Yuan Tao's hand froze in mid-air.

Cheng Mo slowly pushed the vinegar bottle to Xia He, his tone indifferent: "Go get it from the counter yourself."

Yuan Tao's smile completely vanished. In all his years in the Quanxing organization, this was the first time he'd ever been so disrespected.

Suddenly, Han Dan'er stood up, took a bottle of vinegar from the counter, and handed it to Yuan Tao.

Yuan Tao took the vinegar bottle, quite pleased with himself.

Yuan Tao was unaware that his probing had actually fallen into Cheng Mo's trap.

Cheng Mo just couldn't stand Yuan Tao, but he really liked the simpleton.

After meeting the real person, Cheng Mo liked this big fat man even more. He was round and chubby, honest and kind, and looked very cheerful.

Cheng Mo decided to set a trap for Yuan Tao.

But before he could figure out how to deal with Yuan Tao, the restaurant became increasingly crowded.

Xue Pan, Wang Ergou, Zhang Kun, and other members of the Quanxing Gang walked in one after another, almost filling all the seats in the restaurant.

Cheng Mo glanced out the window and saw many Quanxing people walking around on the street. Some were standing by the roadside smoking, some were leaning against telephone poles, and some were squatting in the corner.

Others pretended to be shopping, their eyes constantly glancing towards the restaurant.

Two others simply sat on the steps opposite, each holding a bowl of cold noodles, slurping them down noisily.

Cheng Mo asked Xia He and Lü Huan, "Have you eaten?"

Lu Huan, with the last bite of rice still in his mouth and his cheeks bulging, nodded repeatedly: "I'm full."

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Xia He smiled, took out her wallet from her pocket to pay the bill, reached out to hold Cheng Mo's hand, and held Lü Huan's hand with her other hand. The three of them slowly walked out.

Of course, the Quanxing people didn't dare to stop them.

A group of people sat in the restaurant and stood on the street, watching Cheng Mo and his two companions walk through them. No one dared to reach out or make a sound.

Cheng Mo walked in front, with Xia He and Lü Huan following behind. The three of them walked leisurely through the crowd and onto the street.

They left, and the Quanxing people naturally followed.

A group of people poured out of the restaurant and followed behind Cheng Mo and his two companions, keeping a distance of more than ten meters.

No one spoke, only footsteps could be heard.

Cheng Mo knew without turning around that the people behind him were following, so he gradually quickened his pace.

Xia He and Lü Huan also sped up.

The people behind also sped up.

Cheng Mo and Xia He exchanged a glance, and the two of them accelerated at the same time, moving almost close to the ground, so fast that ordinary people could not see them at all.

As Xia He pulled Lü Huan along, she felt as if she were flying, with the streets, shops, and pedestrians on both sides turning into blurry shadows.

The people behind them were in an uproar.

"They're speeding up! Chase them!"

"We can't catch up! They're too fast!"

"Run! What are you standing there for?!"

The crowd scattered like ants exploding in the air. Some chased after the ants frantically along the street, some turned into alleys to take shortcuts, and some stood there panting, their faces filled with despair.

Cheng Mo and Xia He slowed down and didn't run at full speed, but even so, nearly half of the people still fell behind.

Some people took the wrong turn and ended up in other alleys.

Some people simply couldn't run anymore and squatted by the roadside, panting.

Cheng Mo and his two companions continued walking, crossing most of the city, until they arrived at an abandoned factory.

The factory's iron gate was half open, revealing a wide courtyard with a row of factory buildings behind it.

Cheng Mo pushed open the door and went in, with Xia He and Lü Huan following behind.

People gradually followed and came in.

Yuan Tao was among them, his face ashen.

This is the factory where they discussed things last night.

In other words, they discussed how to find Cheng Mo here last night, and Cheng Mo chose this place as their meeting place.

Every word they said and every action they took inside was under Cheng Mo's watchful eye.

Yuan Tao felt a chill run down her spine, and Zi Guang involuntarily looked at Tu Junfang.

Could it be that this guy betrayed us?

Tu Junfang seemed to sense Yuan Tao's gaze, turned his head to look at him, and nodded with a smile.

Yuan Tao felt a chill and quickly looked away.

No, if Tu Junfang betrayed them, Cheng Mo could just come to the factory and arrest him. Why make it so complicated?

Moreover, judging from Cheng Mo's expression, he had no intention of making a move at all.

Yuan Tao took a deep breath, suppressing her surprise and doubt.