Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Finally, Hao Yi said, "...Let's do the paternity test secretly first, and then we'll talk about it."

Wang Zhenqiu immediately replied, "Leave this to me, I'll handle it."

Hao Yi was taken aback: "Weren't you supposed to be concerned about those children?"

Wang Zhenqiu said confidently, "With Cheng Mo and Xia He around, I don't need to worry."

Hao Yi laughed: "You just want to slack off, don't you?"

Wang Zhenqiu retorted, "What are you talking about? I have other important matters to attend to. Okay, I'm not going to argue with you anymore, I'm hanging up."

He hung up the phone, put his phone away, and strolled off to find the person.

When Cheng Mo and Xia He were found, the two were busy in the kitchen.

Wang Zhenqiu leaned against the door frame and cleared his throat: "Um, you guys keep an eye on things here for now. I'm going out to take care of something and I'll be back when I'm done."

Cheng Mo didn't even look up: "Go."

Xia He looked up and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"That Ah Liang from last time, the one with the mole behind his ear, Hao Yi said the paternity test results are in, and I need to go and take care of it," Wang Zhenqiu explained briefly.

Xia He waved her hand: "Go early and come back early."

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled and turned to leave.

After leaving the hospital, the scoundrel went to the government office first.

Find the uncle in charge of the case and explain your purpose.

Uncle Hat's expression was complicated upon hearing this: "You mean, that Ah Liang might be the child who was abducted back then?"

Wang Zhenqiu nodded: "Yes, we found a missing person flyer, and the information on it matches his."

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Uncle Hat thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll help you coordinate it."

……

At the hospital, Xia He muttered, "Is the golden retriever going to handle something, or is it slacking off?"

Cheng Mo was chopping vegetables, not even looking up: "I have everything."

Xia He chuckled and continued picking the vegetables in her hands.

……

A few days later, the changes in the children became more and more obvious.

When I delivered meals to the ward in the morning, a few of the bolder ones would look up at Xia He and occasionally nod slightly.

Xia He was overjoyed. After distributing the meals, she would pat each child on the head, making their hair all messy.

That morning, Liao Zhongxing rushed over to Cheng Mo: "The activity area is all renovated! Let's take the kids out for some fresh air today!"

Cheng Mo was preparing breakfast for the children when he heard this and looked up: "Now?"

"Let's go after breakfast!" Liao Zhong waved his hand dismissively. "The car's all arranged!"

Xia He leaned closer: "Where are we going? Where are we going?"

Liao Zhong kept everyone in suspense: "You'll find out when we get there."

After breakfast, the children were led by the employees to line up and get on the bus one by one.

The car windows are large, the seats are soft, and every child can clearly see the scenery outside.

Thirty-odd children who had recovered were transported in three minibuses, while four children wearing protective suits rode alone in a modified minibus.

The car started and slowly drove out of the city.

The children pressed their faces against the car windows, their eyes gazing at the trees, fields, and distant mountains flashing by.

It was no longer that empty, unfocused gaze.

The eyes will follow moving objects, squint to see blurry things in the distance, and blink when the light changes.

Liao Zhong turned to look at the children behind him, a slight smile playing on his lips. .

The reason we took so long to bring the children out was not only because we were waiting for the activity area to be renovated, but also because we were waiting for the results of the Medicine Fairy Society's interrogation.

By now, there are almost no secrets left in the entire Medicine Immortal Society.

Arrest those who should be arrested, kill those who should be killed, and close the net when necessary.

Only then did I feel comfortable taking the children out to play.

Of course, it's not just about playing.

In the car behind, four children wearing protective suits sat together, with Cheng Mo and Xia He next to them.

Today we're going to start teaching them martial arts.

The convoy drove for more than forty minutes on country roads before stopping in front of an open area.

The car door opened, and the children were led off the bus by the employees.

Before me was a hardened ground about the size of a football field, covered with a variety of detachable playground equipment—slides, seesaws, ball pits, and mini swings—a colorful array.

The children stood still, their eyes not on the amusement park rides.

The thirty-odd children who had recovered all looked at the minibus behind them.

They couldn't see the people in the car clearly, but they knew their companions were there.

Those were their companions who were drugged, beaten, and locked in dark rooms with them, forbidden to move.

Those were their companions, just like them, who were still suffering from the torment of the Gu poison.

The eyes of the thirty-odd children followed the minibus, their expressions somewhat bewildered.

They seem to have been artificially divided into two parts once again.

A little girl's lips moved, but she ultimately made no sound.

A little boy clenched his fist, then slowly relaxed it.

Liao Zhong frowned and gave a wink to the employee next to him.

The employees immediately sprang into action, walking over to the children, crouching down, and speaking softly.

"Little friend, there's a slide over there, would you like to try it?"

"Look at that seesaw, it's so much fun! Shall we go play on it?"

"This ball pit has lots of balls in it, you can jump in and splash around!"

The children remained standing in the same spot, their eyes following the minibus.

The employees did not give up.

A young female employee squatted down in front of a little girl, pointing to the slide: "Look at that slide, you can slide down it so fast and it's so much fun. When I was little, this was my favorite thing to play on."

The little girl's eyes moved.

She glanced at the female employee, then at the slide.

Then, she turned her gaze back to the direction where the minibus had disappeared.

The female employee was not discouraged; she reached out and gently took the little girl's hand.

The little girl's hand trembled slightly, and she didn't pull it back.

The female employee held her hand and slowly walked towards the slide.

The little girl was still looking in that direction.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Her gaze finally focused on the slide.

The slide is red and has a bear painted on it.

She stared at the little bear for a long time, then gently withdrew her hand and took a step forward.

The female employee held her breath.

The little girl took another step.

She walked to the slide and reached out to touch its edge.

It's icy cold.

She touched the little bear again.

It's painted on; you can't feel the bear.

She stood there, unsure of what to do next.

The female employee said softly, "You can climb up and slide down."

The little girl looked at the slide, then at the female employee, then at the slide again.

Then, she slowly squatted down and sat on the ground.

The female employee was stunned.

The little girl scooted forward and sat on the flat ground at the bottom of the slide, her feet dangling in the air, swaying back and forth.

She was experiencing this thing called a slide.

The female employee wanted to step forward to help, but Liao Zhong stopped her. The female employee turned around, and Liao Zhong shook his head: "Give her some more time."

After sitting for about ten seconds, the little girl stood up, walked to the side of the slide, held onto the edge, and climbed up step by step.

She climbed very slowly, stopping to look around after every step.

She climbed to the top, sat on it, and stretched her legs into the slide.

Then, she slid down.

whoosh-

When she landed, she staggered forward two steps before regaining her balance.

She stood at the bottom of the slide and looked back at the slide.

She just slid down there, the wind passing by her ear... a slight smile played on her lips.

The female employee turned around, pretending not to see, but... her hands were shaking.

The other children watched the little girl climb up and slide down, looked at the corners of her mouth, and watched her climb up again after sliding down once.

I wasn't hit.

I wasn't scolded.

No adult rushed over and dragged her away.

So the second child went to the seesaw, and another child went over and sat opposite her.

The two of them went up and down, up and down.

The fourth child went into the ball pit.

The fifth, the sixth...

One by one, the children headed toward the facilities.

No one grabbed, no one pushed, no one cried or made a fuss.

They played quietly, their eyes becoming increasingly lively.

They grinned; it was the first time in their lives they had smiled at people their own age.

Several employees of NaDuTong stood by and watched this scene unfold, their eyes welling up with tears.

A young female employee secretly raised her hand and rubbed it against the corner of her eye.

Her colleague nudged her with his elbow: "Hey, what are you doing?"

The female employee glared at him and said, "It's none of your business!"

My colleague chuckled, "You're already crying, and you're still being stubborn."

In the distance, Liao Zhong stood beside the car, smoking.

He watched the children walk towards the playground equipment, tentatively playing on it, his expression changing little by little.

He stubbed out his cigarette, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it.

"Damn it," he muttered under his breath.

I don't even know who they're cursing.