Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Chapter 345 Old Yuan Tou, the Sucker

The group entered the house.

The living room wasn't big, with a few old sofas and a coffee table, on which were a few disposable paper cups and a pot of cold tea.

Yuan Tao invited them to sit down and personally poured them tea.

Cheng Mo picked up his paper cup, took a sip, and without any hesitation asked, "So, Old Yuan, what are you planning to do?"

Yuan Tao hesitated for a moment, then pulled over the simpleton squatting at the door and patted him on the shoulder.

"Master Cheng, this is my apprentice, named Han Dan'er. Don't let his simple appearance fool you; he has an exceptional talent for weapon crafting. What others can't learn in three years, he can master in three months. Isn't that right—"

Yuan Tao pointed to his head and sighed, "My brain isn't working very well."

Cheng Mo glanced at Han Dan'er.

Han Dan'er also looked at him, his round face expressionless, his eyes big but somewhat unfocused, as if they weren't in focus.

Cheng Mo pretended to realize something: "Oh, I see."

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Yuan Tao looked at Cheng Mo, her eyes filled with anticipation: "So—"

Cheng Mo returned a puzzled look: "Old Yuan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yuan Tao pointed at Lü Huan: "This must be a member of the Lü family. The 'Double-Handed Technique' means having both life and health. The Lü family's Soul-Enlightening Technique can modify memories, so it can also help people awaken their senses, right?"

Cheng Mo feigned sudden realization again, slapping his thigh: "So, you want us to help Han Dan'er get to his senses?"

Yuan Tao nodded repeatedly.

Cheng Mo slapped his thigh again: "You should have said so earlier! We would have done it. You're just stammering, I have no idea what you're up to."

Yuan Tao: "————"

His lips twitched, he took a deep breath, and looked earnestly at Cheng Mo: "Can you do it?"

Cheng Mo shook his head.

Yuan Tao was startled, and her expression changed drastically.

Cheng Mo pointed at Lü Huan: "You'll have to ask Huanhuan."

He turned to look at Lü Huan: "Huanhuan, can you do it?"

Yuan Tao followed Cheng Mo's gaze to Lü Huan, and hope rekindled in her eyes.

Lü Huan nodded: "I can give it a try."

Yuan Tao bowed deeply, her tone sincere: "Please!"

Cheng Mo watched from the side, inwardly marveling. This old man really did something for Han Dan'er, caring for him even more than he would his own son.

But who knows, maybe Han Dan'er will become your apprentice in the future.

Lu Huan walked up to Han Dan'er, looked up at him. Han Dan'er was several heads taller than her, looking down at her with a blank expression on his round face.

"Big brother, can you sit down? You're too tall, I can't reach you."

Han Dan looked at Yuan Tao.

Yuan Tao nodded: "Sit down and listen to the young lady."

The simpleton plopped down on the ground, crossed his legs, and placed his hands on his knees, behaving obediently.

Lü Huan stretched out her hands, and blue hands rose from her palms, gently pressing on Han Dan'er's temples.

The blue flame slowly seeped into Han Dan'er's head.

Han Dan'er's body jolted, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and then slowly returned to normal.

Lü Huan closed her eyes, her blue hand moving through Han Dan'er's head as if untangling a mess. Sweat began to bead on her forehead, her face gradually paled, and her breathing became rapid.

Yuan Tao didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Fifteen minutes later, Lü Huan opened her eyes, withdrew her hand, and took a step back. Xia He helped her wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Lü Huan gave Xia He a sweet smile: "I'm fine, sister." Turning to Yuan Tao, she said, "I've already cleared some of the blockage in Han Dan'er's brain."

Yuan Tao asked nervously, "How's the result?"

Lü Huan looked at Han Dan'er: "How are you feeling?"

Han Dan sat on the ground, blinked, slowly stood up, looked at his hands, and then looked around. His eyes were much clearer than before, no longer in that scattered and murky state.

"Master," Han Dan'er scratched his head, "I'm hungry."

Yuan Tao smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into slits: "Okay, okay, we'll eat in a bit."

He tentatively asked, "Hey, do you remember that magical artifact we were making a couple of days ago? The one that could automatically track you with flying needles?"

Han Dan'er thought for a moment and nodded: "I remember. The rune on that flying needle was engraved wrong. It should be three circles clockwise and two circles counterclockwise, but I engraved it as two circles clockwise and three circles counterclockwise, so it didn't fly far."

Yuan Tao's eyes widened.

In the past, Han Dan'er wouldn't have been able to point out what was wrong; he would have just said "wrong," "no," or "bad."

Now he can not only point out where he went wrong, but also why he went wrong.

Yuan Tao then asked, "Do you know what one plus one equals?"

Han Dan looked at Yuan Tao, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Second Master, why are you asking this?"

Yuan Tao smiled and continued, "What about four plus four?"

"eight."

"What about eight plus eight?"

"sixteen."

Yuan Tao then asked, "Do you know what dynasty came after the Tang Dynasty?"

Han Dan'er thought for a moment and said, "Song Dynasty. No, after the Tang Dynasty came the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and then the Song Dynasty."

Yuan Tao took a deep breath, turned to Cheng Mo, and bowed deeply: "Master Cheng, I am deeply grateful."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Don't thank me, thank you Huanhuan."

Yuan Tao then turned to Lü Huan and bowed.

Lü Huan quickly dodged, waving her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, grandpa, please don't do this."

Yuan Tao turned to Cheng Mo, his tone earnest: "Master Cheng, please rest assured, I will definitely do my utmost in this matter."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Alright, alright, stop with the formalities and just get the job done."

Yuan Tao nodded repeatedly, but inwardly he sneered: "Hmph, I will definitely obtain the Dual-Hand Technique! But definitely not from you. The Lü family, huh? Just you wait. Once I get the Dual-Hand Technique, that simpleton will be completely back to normal."

Cheng Mo didn't linger with Yuan Tao any longer and led Xia He and Lü Huan out of the small building.

After going downstairs and walking in the alley, Xia He asked Lü Huan, "Huanhuan, are you alright?"

Lü Huan smiled and said, "Actually, it's more tiring for me to break a sweat than to alter their memories."

Xia He was taken aback, then realized: "Wow, so you were faking it, you little rascal."

She reached out and tickled Lü Huan's armpit.

Lü Huan dodged Xia He's clutches and ran forward with a giggle: "Hehe, sister can't catch me."

Xia He chased after her, yelling, "Don't run! I'll scratch you!"

The two walked towards the hotel laughing and joking, their laughter echoing in the alley. Their two figures, one tall and one short, cast long shadows in the setting sun.

After having a blast, the group returned to the hotel and went to their room on the same floor.

Cheng Mo reached out and stopped Xia He and Lü Huan. Xia He looked towards the end of the corridor.

Wang Zizhong and several other figures emerged from the adjacent room and appeared before them.

Wang Zizhong gave a wry smile: "I'm sorry, Master Cheng."

Cheng Mo waved his hand and looked at the group of people.

There are four in total, and they are all of the same sex.

The leader had his hair combed into a razor-sharp shape, each strand standing upright like a hedgehog. Behind him were three others: one bald, one with long hair, and one wearing glasses.

"Grandpa Zizhong!" Lu Huan shouted, rushing forward.

Xia He shielded her behind him.

The man with the razor-sharp hair looked at Lü Huan: "You're the little girl who knows both martial arts? Come here."

Cheng Mo asked calmly, "Gentlemen, do you know who this is?"

The man with the razor-sharp hair sneered, "We know Old Master Wang Zizhong. He's a famous doctor in Beijing, the face of Jishetang. So, kid, stop talking nonsense and get that kid next to you over here."

Cheng Mo looked at Lü Huan.

Lü Huan nodded and walked over: "Don't hurt Grandpa."

Bladehead laughed, a smug laugh: "This little girl is quite sensible. Don't worry, as long as you come with us obediently, this old man will be fine."

When Lü Huan was halfway there, the smile on the man's face suddenly froze. He stood there motionless, as if he had been frozen in place, his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

The three people behind him were the same; they were all stiff and motionless, like four stone statues.

Wang Zizhong floated up lightly, passing by the blade head. As he brushed past Lü Huan, he glanced at her with some worry in his eyes, but said nothing. Finally, he landed next to Cheng Mo.