Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Ding Ziheng glanced sideways at Qiu Rang, spitting out through gritted teeth, "Where did your arrogance go?"

It's no wonder Qiu Rang didn't encounter any wild boars in the mountains; despite the presence of them...

Most importantly, the aroma of the roasted meat was absolutely amazing. They definitely couldn't roast the pork themselves to be this fragrant. They would have to ask someone else to do it. If they don't offer a discount now, how will they get someone else to do it later?

Just as Ding Ziheng was about to say something, footsteps came from the woods behind him, and a young man wearing a white fitted jacket walked out, with a noticeable beauty mark under his eye.

"Greetings, both of you." Ma Xianhong stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting to Cheng Mo and Xia He.

Xia He is the type of person who will be easily swayed. The two guys were too impolite before, so she was impolite in return. Now that someone is being polite, she will naturally be polite as well.

Of course, most importantly, Cheng Mo had told her before that he was looking for a guy with white hair and a beauty mark under his eye. She definitely had to talk to him nicely in order to help the little Taoist priest gain popularity.

"This man has an extraordinary air about him, much better than those two guys next to him who only care about pork!" Xia He immediately put on a smile and spoke in a crisp tone.

Qiu Rang proudly introduced, "This is our leader, Ma Xianhong. Little girl, whether you can come into our village to bathe and sleep depends on our leader's decision."

Ma Xianhong directly red temperature.

It's embarrassing enough to be called "leader" by your own people, but to do it in front of outsiders is just outrageous!

Xia He stared wide-eyed in surprise: "Sect Leader? What kind of sect are you?"

Ma Xianhong quickly waved his hand, speaking faster than usual: "Don't listen to their nonsense, we're just messing around, just treat us like we're playing house."

Cheng Mo almost lost his composure and quickly lowered his head.

Old Ma must be so ashamed of being called a cult leader; he even uses this childish nonsense to deflect criticism.

Chou Rang panicked: "No, Master! Our new Jie Sect has such a cool name!"

Xia He's mouth was half open, her expression a little blank: "...This name is too unlucky, isn't it? Jie Sect..." It sounds like it's about to be wiped out.

Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng: "..." How can you talk like that?

Ma Xianhong's eyes lit up as he found a kindred spirit: "See? See? The bystander sees most of the game! How about we change it to 'New Interception Society'?"

Qiu Rang said with a bitter face, "Master, please reconsider! 'President' sounds too harsh."

Ding Ziheng nodded vigorously in agreement: "Exactly, exactly, sounds like a Japanese person."

Ma Xianhong was speechless for a moment.

Xia He nodded in agreement, "Oh, right, in Japan it's something like 'chairman'."

Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng immediately gave Xia He a look that said, "You finally said something sensible," and nodded repeatedly: "See? The bystander sees more of the game!"

Ma Xianhong weakly struggled: "There's even a student council president in universities..."

Qiu Rang didn't hesitate to expose his weakness: "Master, you didn't even graduate from high school, so don't keep bringing this up."

Ma Xianhong: "..." He felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest, and his ears turned even redder.

Cheng Mo felt he needed to say something, otherwise these idiots would completely veer off-topic.

"Gentlemen, it's getting late," he said, pointing to the darkening treetops. "How about we discuss accommodation first? Besides... pork won't taste good if it gets cold."

Xia He then came to her senses. Oh right, the little Taoist priest's important business hasn't been settled yet, so let's not dwell on these trivial matters.

She nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, take us to your village. We need to take a good bath; we're all sticky."

Ma Xianhong quickly replied, "Yes, please follow me, both of you."

"That pig..." Qiu Rang wanted to bring up the wild boar again, but Ma Xianhong stuffed a goat's sac into his mouth.

Seeing this, Ding Ziheng promptly shut his mouth and didn't dare to say another word.

The group headed towards Biyou Village.

On the way, Ma Xianhong struck up a conversation: "Are you two college students? What made you decide to come to this remote mountain village?"

Xia He answered first, her tone light: "I just graduated from high school and didn't get into university. I didn't want to stay at home, so I came out and wandered around."

Cheng Mo chimed in, "It's no fun living in the city all the time. Come to the mountains and experience primitive life. But while it's primitive, sleeping and bathing are so inconvenient. We modern people still can't get used to it."

Xia He nodded repeatedly, complaining in a coquettish tone, "Yes, yes, we came across a stream before, and he leered at me and tried to persuade me to bathe in the stream. How could I not know what he meant? He just wanted to peep at me."

Cheng Mo sighed helplessly, "...Who's being lecherous? You're the one who said you weren't feeling well because you hadn't showered in a long time."

Xia He immediately turned to look at him, her pink eyelashes fluttering: "Then tell me, did you ever think about peeking?"

Cheng Mo: "..." He chose to remain silent.

Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng exchanged a glance and chuckled, their expressions particularly lewd.

Ma Xianhong couldn't bear to watch and roared in his heart: Hey, you two, tone it down! Do you even care about the image of our village?!

Cheng Mo frowned, then decisively changed the subject: "Did your ancestors live here for generations?"

Ma Xianhong followed up, saying, "Not really, it's just been a few years. By the way, may I ask your surnames? My name is Ma Xianhong, and these two are the village leaders, Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng."

"Cheng Mo." Cheng Mo simply gave his name, then pointed to Xia He, who was looking around curiously beside him, "Xia He."

Xia He smiled and waved to Ma Xianhong, then turned around and made a face at Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng, who were still glancing at the wild boar from time to time.

Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng forced a smile in response, but their noses still twitched involuntarily.

The pork is almost cold, but it still smells so good.

Ma Xianhong couldn't stand the expressions on Qiu Rang and the other man's faces, so he coughed and turned to Cheng Mo: "Brother Cheng, may I ask what you used to roast the pig? Do you have any secret recipe? It smells really good."

Cheng Mo patted his small bag: "Nothing much, just brought extra seasonings and some cooking tips."

He paused, picked up the smallest roast suckling pig from the ground, and handed it over. "Oh, by the way, there's another suckling pig here, Brother Ma, would you like to try it?"

Ma Xianhong: "This..." He was a little embarrassed.

Qiu Rang immediately stepped forward and took the golden, shiny suckling pig: "I thank you on behalf of the sect leader!"

After saying that, he took the pig and went to the side with Ding Ziheng. The two of them started to discuss how to divide it with their eyes shining.

Ma Xianhong: "..." Those two bastards, weren't they supposed to thank me on my behalf? Where's my bite?!

Cheng Mo feigned curiosity and continued the previous topic: "By the way, Brother Ma, I've always heard the two of you call you 'Master,' what exactly is this new Jie Sect? What does it teach?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong's gaze swept between Cheng Mo and Xia He. The slight embarrassment on his face faded, and he gave Xia He a meaningful look before saying in a calm tone, "This Miss Xia... must be an extraordinary person, right?"

Xia He was reaching for a small piece of pork from Qiu Rang's side to try when she heard this, her finger paused, and she pointed to herself, looking somewhat surprised: "Me? Why don't you mention... Cheng Mo?"

She almost blurted out "little Taoist priest".

Ma Xianhong smiled and looked at Cheng Mo: "Brother Cheng's body is indeed very well-trained, but he has no Qi sense at all."

He then shifted his gaze back to Xia He's face: "Miss Xia is different. Although you control it very well and hardly leak it out, my spiritual sense is quite sensitive, and I still detected a special aura."