Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 362 Wudang Scenery, Zhuge Qing Pays Homage to the Mountain

As time goes by, Wudang Mountain has undergone considerable changes. More and more tourists are flocking from all directions to witness the mystical sight of "white cranes dancing in the morning sun" and the reappearance of the wonder of "thunder and fire refining the palace".

At the entrance to Wudang Mountain, although the sun was high in the sky and the flocks of cranes that had appeared in the morning were gone, and there was no thunder or lightning, tourists were still arriving in droves. The tourism bureau did not have enough manpower to handle them, so they specially asked Wudang Mountain for a few Taoist priests to receive and guide them.

In a secluded spot near the mountain gate, a young Taoist priest had his sleeve tugged at. His disheveled hair swayed and flew away with the movement of his head, revealing a sorrowful face that showed no will to live.

"Master Zhuge, please spare this humble Taoist priest."

The Taoist priest whose sleeve was being tugged was none other than Wang Ye, who was hiding on Wudang Mountain to slack off. In order to cope with Master Yunlong's strict training, he volunteered to take on the role of "Taoist priest in charge of guests." He was thinking of taking a break in front of the mountain gate, but he did not expect to be entangled by an acquaintance.

"I am just an ordinary fourth-generation disciple. If you want to discuss the Dao, you can go to my senior brother Lü. If you want to learn Tai Chi, you can go to my master Yunlong. Right now, I still have duties to attend to."

Wang Ye, who had tried to pull back his sleeves but failed, looked even more miserable. He turned to look at Zhuge Qing's smiling face and lowered his posture to the extreme.

It was practically a statement that she didn't want to see the other person at all.

However, Zhuge Qing, who came specifically for Wang Ye, would not easily let go of this opponent who was good at slacking off. He still tugged at the sleeve of Wang Ye's Taoist robe, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Master Wang Ye, please don't be modest. Master Lü Qian promised to challenge you to a contest this time. Moreover, we will only compete in Qimen Dunjia techniques, without resorting to violence, how about that?"

When Wang Ye heard Lü Qian's name, the sorrowful expression on his face immediately collapsed. He reached up and slapped his forehead, wiping his face downwards with his palm, forcing an ugly and unwilling smile.

"Since Senior Brother Lü Qian has given his permission, I naturally will not refuse. However, as the guest master, I cannot leave my post without authorization. Could we spar after I am relieved of my duties?"

Wang Ye glanced around at the tourists who were gradually gathering to watch the spectacle, and made up his mind that after making an excuse to escape this time, he would definitely run away immediately and not give this young master of the Zhuge family the slightest chance.

He was genuinely afraid of this "genius" and "arrogance" from the Zhuge family, because competing with him meant getting into trouble.

In the last competition, Zhuge Qing suffered minor injuries from spitting blood and even began to doubt his family's heritage, which led to the development of inner demons.

Wang Ye was almost chased all the way back to Wudang Mountain by those fanatical fans. And from then on, there will definitely be fanatical fans waiting at the foot of the mountain, waiting to cut Wang Ye twice to "avenge" Zhuge Qing.

Even more outrageous, Wang Ye suddenly decided to consult a divination for himself. The divination revealed that there were some members of the Zhuge family waiting to ambush him down the mountain, including not only the younger generation but also several older members.

This made Wang Ye even more wary of Zhuge Qing. Even though he wanted to clean up the mess for himself and help Zhuge Qing resolve his inner conflict, he was even more afraid of causing bigger trouble.

So, true to his lazy nature, he simply hid on Mount Wudang and was quite content with his life.

If he can't be offended, can't he at least avoid him? With the Feng Hou Qi Men technique at his disposal, there's nowhere in this vast world he can't go. At worst, he can just go home and stay for a few days.

But just as he relaxed his vigilance a little and walked out of the mountains to the gate for a few days, the source of all the trouble—Zhuge Qing—came to his door again!

This time, the "prodigy" of the Zhuge family showed no mercy and immediately grabbed Wang Ye's sleeve, preventing him from escaping in public using the Feng Hou Qi Men technique.

However, this strange posture made the onlookers seem to have discovered some gossip, and they gradually gathered around.

After his voyage, Zhuge Qing seemed like a different person. He was oblivious to the stares and scrutiny he received, always holding his sleeve tightly, his smiling eyes revealing nothing.

"It's alright. Daoist Wang Ye's dedication to his work is truly admirable."

Just when Wang Ye thought he could seize the opportunity, Zhuge Qing suddenly changed the subject and beckoned to someone behind him, "Bai, come here."

"Here we are. Daoist Wang Ye, there's no need to worry. Let me take over your guard duty from now on."

Young and short, Zhuge Bai squeezed out of the crowd and stood in Wang Ye's place, his youthful face quickly adorned with a professional smile.

"I've done this kind of customer-attracting thing many times in Zhuge Bagua Village, so I'm very experienced. Daoist Wang, please rest assured."

"No, your Zhuge family actually employs child laborers?"

Before Wang Ye could recover from the shock of Zhuge Bai, who was only eight years old, having to sell his body for the sake of the village, the appearance of several young girls and middle-aged women sent chills down his spine.

"Ah Qing's affairs are our affairs, young Taoist priest, you should go with Ah Qing."

"That's right, Qing's business is our business, so don't be afraid, kid, go ahead and be brave."

Seeing the girls and older women crowding around him and pushing him aside, Wang Ye finally understood that he couldn't escape this competition today.

"Please, Daoist Wang Ye."

Zhuge Qing loosened his grip on her sleeve and pointed towards the interior of the mountain gate, appearing more like the master of the house than Wang Ye, a disciple of Wudang.

"Sigh, I really owe you something. I should have known better than to stumble down the mountain."

Wang irritably flicked his wrinkled sleeves, and with a wave of his sleeves, he had already climbed the steps behind the mountain gate. "Hurry up and finish the competition, I still have to go to the dining hall for lunch."

"Coming right away."

As Zhuge Qing ascended the mountain steps, he silently thanked Lü Qian in his heart. He was not only grateful for Lü Qian's explanation, but also for the idea Lü Qian had given him on the boat that day, which allowed him to block Wang Ye's attempts to evade the issue.

That day, the sea was still calm and sunny. After Lü Qian finished his sermon, helped Zhuge Qing overcome his inner demons, and even agreed to the contest on behalf of Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing asked how he could get Wang Ye to compete with him.

With the idea of ​​adding some responsibility for the king, Lü Qian devised today's "chain strategy" for Zhuge Qing.

First, catch Wang Ye off guard. In front of everyone, without saying anything, grab Wang Ye's sleeve and then call on the helpers from the crowd to shut down any excuses Wang Ye might try to use.

As Wang Ye's senior brother for many years, Lü Qian patted his chest and said that although Wang Ye is afraid of trouble, he is even more afraid of trouble that he can't get rid of.

As long as Zhuge Qing persists shamelessly until Wang Ye has no choice but to accept his invitation, then the so-called "lazy little Taoist priest" will transform into a "diligent little expert" and solve the troublesome problem of Zhuge Qing in the fastest and most efficient way.