Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Chapter 70: It's decided, let's deal with the Medicine Immortal Society first (Please subscribe)

"I'm not admitting defeat!" Wang Zhenqiu immediately protested, his expression exaggerated.

"I truly admire you, Uncle-Master! My respect for you is like a surging river, endless and boundless! Like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, unstoppable! Like a tractor climbing a hill, thundering and never ceasing! Like an old sow gnawing on a watermelon—"

"Alright, alright." Cheng Mo's lips twitched as he listened, and he quickly interrupted him.

How come this scoundrel's flattery is so chilling? He's completely different from the Wang Zhenqiu he remembers—a reckless, troublemaking, and foul-mouthed guy.

Is this guy possessed by something?

"Tell me about the intelligence you have on your side first," Cheng Mo steered the conversation back on track, "Are you also investigating the Medicine Immortal Society?"

Wang Zhenqiu shook his head, becoming slightly more serious: "I'm investigating these beggars. I heard about the Medicine Immortal Society from Lao Hao. He said that some people in the southwest region who practice Gu poison have also been investigated, but the focus is still on the Ten Thousand Mountains area. The exact location hasn't been determined yet."

Cheng Mo nodded thoughtfully.

Wang Zhenqiu suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "By the way, Uncle-Master, how are you sure this is Gu? Aren't Gu techniques always accompanied by various snakes, insects, rats, and the like? I always thought it was just some kind of powerful poison."

Cheng Mo pointed to the puddle of mud on the ground: "Move him aside and take a closer look underneath."

Wang Zhenqiu picked up a rusty iron rod from the side, and, suppressing his nausea, carefully brushed aside the mud and the remaining clothes.

I crouched down and looked closely, and sure enough, I found some tiny, rice-grain-sized insects that were already dead and motionless in the cracks in the soil.

"Wow!" Wang Zhenqiu's eyes widened. "You're amazing! You could even tell that? I didn't even notice!"

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Cheng Mo: "I just encountered a Gu Master before, so I know a little about them and was a bit cautious."

Wang Zhenqiu sighed and threw down the iron rod: "Damn it, this lead is completely dead. Am I supposed to swallow my pride and go back to the 'All-Knowing' gang for more clues? That would be too humiliating!"

Cheng Mo thought for a moment: "The Medicine Immortal Society's base is in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Raojiang. I estimate that Na Du Tong hasn't found the exact location of their lair yet. Instead of waiting for information from the company, why don't we go there and try our luck?"

Xia He blinked: "? Wasn't the plan to go to Xiangxi to see the corpse-transporting ceremony first?"

Cheng Mo: "The Medicine Immortal Society is a vicious organization. Let's get rid of them first. Besides, Gu magic is a very strange tradition. After witnessing Gu magic, it would be good to go and see the corpse-driving in Xiangxi."

Xia He nodded: "Okay, whatever you say. So how are we getting there? By car?"

Wang Zhenqiu interjected, "Hey, aren't you two going to ask for my opinion?"

Cheng Mo turned to look at him: "What's your opinion?"

Wang Zhenqiu: "I think it's convenient and quick to fly there directly, rent a car after landing, or join a local tour group."

Xia He hesitated for a moment: "An airplane—wouldn't that be too dangerous?"

Wang Zhenqiu looked puzzled: "What? What's so dangerous about airplanes? They're the safest mode of transportation in the world."

Cheng Mo explained, "Last time we caught two thieves, but they were attacked on the train. This time we took out a small leader directly, and who knows how the Medicine Immortal will react."

Wang Zhenqiu didn't believe it: "Nobody saw it, so how could anyone know it was us?"

Cheng Mo and Xia He turned their heads at the same time, looking at him with eyes that seemed to say, "Are you out of your mind?"

Wang Zhenqiu felt a little uneasy under their gazes and pointed to himself: "—Have I been exposed?"

Cheng Mo and Xia He said in unison, "What do you think?"

Wang Zhenqiu scratched his blond hair in distress: "Then does that mean I can't go with you guys? I'll probably be recognized immediately when we get there. My appearance is just too outstanding."

Xia He nudged Cheng Mo with her elbow: "How about you beat him up again? Beat him until even his own mother wouldn't recognize him?"

Cheng Mo looked Wang Zhenqiu up and down with great interest: "That's a good idea."

Wang Zhenqiu cautiously took two steps back, assuming a defensive stance: "I'm warning you, don't do anything rash! I might fight back!"

Cheng Mo and Xia He said in unison again, "What can you do if you act recklessly?"

Wang Zhenqiu brazenly squatted down, burying his face in his knees and saying, "I'll make sure you can't hit my head!"

Cheng Mo and Xia He: "————"

Xia He sighed, "This person must have a serious illness."

Cheng Moshen agreed: "It seems that it's more reliable for us to go there ourselves."

"No way!" Wang Zhenqiu sprang up. "This is so much fun—no, so meaningful! Take me with you! Many hands make light work!"

Cheng Mo was genuinely curious: "How is this fun? It's time-consuming and laborious, and there's a possibility of getting nothing in return."

"It's impossible to come away empty-handed~ It's just a matter of how much we gain." Wang Zhenqiu waved his hand, "As long as we appear near the Ten Thousand Mountains, those guys hiding in the shadows will definitely come looking for us."

Cheng Mo understood: "So, you're trying to use yourself as bait to catch a fish?"

Wang Zhenqiu snapped his fingers: "Hey, it's not just me, it's the three of us. Anyway, you two are being watched too, you can't escape."

Xia He looked at Wang Zhenqiu, somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect you, Golden Retriever, to have such a strong sense of social responsibility."

"That has nothing to do with a sense of responsibility. It's just that I look down on those bastards who hide in the gutter and harm people, and I just want to have some fun."

Wang Zhenqiu clearly didn't want to discuss this issue further, and changed the subject, "So, have you decided? Are we going to fly there, or how?"

Cheng Mo and Xia He exchanged a glance.

Cheng Mo said, "Let's take the train. If something happens on the plane, it'll be a huge problem."

Wang Zhenqiu didn't insist: "Alright. Let's go to the station to take a bus first. There's no train station here; we'll have to go to a neighboring city to transfer to a train."

Xia He suddenly suggested, "How about I do your makeup? To disguise you a little?"

Wang Zhenqiu flicked his bangs and said confidently, "No need. I'm naturally beautiful, and if I put on makeup, wouldn't I be bewitching countless young men and women? That would be such a waste."

Xia He turned to Cheng Mo expressionlessly: "—Little Taoist priest, I think it would be better to beat him into a pig's head."

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Cheng Mo nodded: "Okay, let's wait for that jerk to take us to the bus station first, buy the tickets, and then we'll beat him up."

Wang Zhenqiu: "Hey! I'm still here! Can't you guys show some respect for the person involved?!"

The three of them left the abandoned warehouse amidst bickering and playful fighting, heading towards the bus station.

Upon arriving at the station, Wang Zhenqiu volunteered to buy the tickets, while Cheng Mo and Xia He waited by the station square.

The square was bustling with people, and a middle-aged woman who looked very weathered was handing out flyers.

She bent low, moved carefully, and whispered as she handed out flyers to passersby, saying something. Most people waved her off and walked away quickly.

Occasionally, someone would accept the gift, and the woman would nod her thanks earnestly, her eyes filled with a humble expectation.

As she handed out flyers, she suddenly noticed one of them lying on the ground ahead, having been carelessly tossed aside by someone.