Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Cheng Mo found the number and dialed: "Hello, Uncle Li, yes, it's me, Cheng Mo... Oh, right, could you please come up the mountain sometime and see if my master is at the temple? I tried calling the landline but no one answered, and the cell phone is out of service... Oh, okay, okay, thank you, Uncle Li!"

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mo called to Xia He, "Let's go, let's find a place to have breakfast and do some shopping."

As soon as the two stepped out of the hotel, Cheng Mo caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the street corner out of the corner of his eye—a striking head of blond hair, who else could it be but Wang Zhenqiu?

The guy was walking briskly. Cheng Mo was about to call for help when Xia He grabbed his arm and whispered, "Don't call! Let's follow him secretly! Look at that blond guy, he looks sleazy, he's definitely up to something!"

Cheng Mo glanced at Wang Zhenqiu's retreating figure as he disappeared into the alley, then looked at Xia He: "...How did you figure out he looked so lewd from the back of his head?"

Xia He pulled him forward, saying, "I could tell! Hurry up, or we'll lose you!"

The two quickened their pace, following Wang Zhenqiu at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Wang Zhenqiu walked quickly and erratically, always choosing to slip into less crowded alleys. Cheng Mo and Xia He were able to follow him easily, but after turning two street corners, Wang Zhenqiu suddenly flagged down a taxi on the roadside and got in.

"He's trying to run away!" Xia He panicked. She looked around and saw an empty taxi slowly driving by. She quickly waved it down.

The two opened the car door and got into the back seat. Xia He pointed to Wang Zhenqiu's taxi, which had just started moving ahead: "Driver, follow that car!"

The driver, a man in his forties, glanced at them in the rearview mirror upon hearing this and said slowly, "Young lady, isn't it bad to follow people? We have rules in this line of work..."

Xia He instantly put on an anxious and aggrieved expression: "Master, please help! That blond guy in the car ahead is hooking up with my brother-in-law! My sister looks so haggard taking care of the kids at home, and this heartless guy is still messing around! We need to get evidence!"

The driver's eyes lit up, he straightened his back, and a sense of justice welled up inside him: "Is that even possible?! Hold on tight!"

He stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward.

Cheng Mo was thrown back against the seat by inertia and silently glanced at Xia He.

Xia He blinked at him and mouthed: "Not bad acting, right?"

The taxi weaved nimbly through the streets, closely following Wang Zhenqiu's car.

Throughout the journey, the driver kept muttering, "This kind of man is the worst! Don't worry, young lady, I've been driving for over ten years, I won't lose you!"

After several turns and twists, the car in front finally stopped in front of a rather bustling office building.

Wang Zhenqiu paid the fare, got out of the car, and walked inside without looking back; his blond hair was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

The drivers on Cheng Mo and Xia He's side also brought the car to a smooth stop.

The middle-aged man stared at Wang Zhenqiu's back, especially his flowing blond hair, clicked his tongue, and sighed, "Tsk, that back view... that hair color... if it were me, I might make a mistake too."

Xia He took out the fare and slapped the driver on the chest: "Thanks, sir!"

The middle-aged man cried out "Ouch!" and clutched his chest.

Xia He had already opened the car door and was pulling Cheng Mo toward the office building.

The office building lobby was spacious, with signs for several companies hanging on the walls, such as "Qianlin Commerce and Trade" and "Mountain Products Selection". People were coming and going, and it looked quite professional.

Wang Zhenqiu stood in front of the sign, feeling uneasy.

In the past few days, he has been investigating a group of womanizers. This group is different from ordinary human traffickers. They specifically target women, regardless of their appearance, and there is even an unusual person in the group.

A while ago, Wang Zhenqiu and the people from Na Du Tong ran into each other while investigating. Hao Yi approached him, saying that the matter was complicated and the company was short-handed, so he asked him to help investigate.

Wang Zhenqiu loved to join in the fun, and since he happened to be there, he readily agreed.

Hao Yi then shared information with him, and the two sides investigated the case simultaneously. After several twists and turns, the clues led to this remote small town in Guizhou.

But what about this hall...? Wang Zhenqiu frowned slightly. Could it be that those child traffickers were using a legitimate business as a front?

He suppressed his unease, put on a carefree smile, looked around, and walked towards a young woman at the front desk who was organizing documents.

"Hey, miss," Wang Zhenqiu said in a clear voice with a bright smile, "can I ask you something?"

The female employee looked up and saw Wang Zhenqiu's excessively handsome face. She paused for a moment, then laughed, "What's up, little... handsome guy?" She wasn't sure how to address him.

"I'd like to ask, which of these companies is doing the best? I'm looking for some collaborations recently," Wang Zhenqiu said casually, his arm draped over the reception desk.

The female employee was happy to chat with such a "beauty," pointing to a sign above her head: "Qianlin Trading Company has a lot of business; people often come looking for us. But I don't know the specifics; I'm just a receptionist."

Her gaze swept over Wang Zhenqiu's face. "You're here to discuss business? You look really young."

"Just wanted to broaden my horizons," Wang Zhenqiu replied with a smile, his eyes subtly scanning the hall.

Outside the window on the ground floor of the building, Cheng Mo and Xia He crouched down, pressed against the window.

Xia He patted her chest and whispered, "That was close! I almost got spotted by the golden retriever."

Cheng Mo looked at Wang Zhenqiu's profile in the hall and said, "This guy's intuition seems to be a bit sharper than before."

"He's been learning from Grandpa Xia for so many days, he should have made some progress by now..." Xia He said, her eyes suddenly curving into a smile. "Wait a minute... hehehe~ He's wandering around here all by himself, could it be that Grandpa Xia kicked him out?"

Cheng Mo looked around but didn't see Xia Liuqing: "That's possible. I didn't see Elder Xia."

Xia He picked up a strand of her hair, wrapped it around her finger twice, and then peeked through the glass door.

Wang Zhenqiu has disappeared; he probably went upstairs.

She straightened up and stretched her legs: "What do you think the blond guy is doing sneaking around here like that?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "How would I know? But judging from the way he acted just now, he was following someone. Wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang suddenly came from upstairs!

Whoosh!

Cheng Mo and Xia He looked up at the same time.

A window on the fifth floor shattered, shards flying everywhere. Two blurry figures quickly crossed paths between the broken window frame, touching and separating in an instant, their movements so fast that they left afterimages.

Inside, there were loud banging sounds and the sound of things breaking. Suddenly, figures flashed past the window and began to fight fiercely.

The blond figure was clearly Wang Zhenqiu, and the other was wearing a gray jacket and moving fiercely. Unfortunately, it was not clear from downstairs; all that could be seen were the figures appearing and disappearing in a flash, accompanied by a strong gust of wind.

"They've started fighting!" Xia He exclaimed in a low voice.

Not far away, the driver from before was still there, his car parked on the side of the road. He was leaning against the car door, clapping excitedly: "Thank goodness I was curious enough to stay. I really got to watch this!"

People like him, who had been watching the spectacle, quickly gathered together, all looking up and pointing at the broken window.

Although her face was not clearly visible, the occasional glimpses of her long, golden hair were extremely striking.

"Wow, it's long hair! Is it a woman? She's really fighting fiercely!"

"Beautiful girls fighting! How exciting!"

"Where is it? Where is it? Let me see!"

"Wow, with that kind of skill, they probably wouldn't even need wires in movies, right?"

The area downstairs in the office building suddenly became noisy.