Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

With Liu Kunsheng's shrill cry, a foul wind suddenly swept through the originally dim and deathly quiet forest.

Deng Youfu—or rather, Liu Kunsheng at this moment—had his blood-red vertical pupils fixed on the long, thin shadow at Minamoto no Yoshitsune's feet.

He suddenly opened his mouth wide, his jawbone making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound, and a thick black aura, like a giant python, carrying an unpleasant stench, plunged fiercely into the shadow of Minamoto no Yoshitsune.

"come out!"

Liu Kunsheng roared, veins bulging on his neck, and yanked backward violently.

"Eek—!!!"

A piercing, indescribably horrifying scream came from the shadows.

Immediately afterwards, a deformed and extremely ugly creature was forcibly "pulled" out of Minamoto no Yoshitsune's shadow by that black energy.

That thing looks like a wolf, but its front legs are pitifully short, almost shrunken in front of its chest, while its hind legs are disproportionately thick.

Its body was covered in scraggly, mangy fur, and its triangular eyes were filled with fear and cunning. It was the "bei" from the legend of wolves and jackals colluding.

This creature usually lords it over the wolf and schemes against people with its brains. Now that it's separated from its host, it's like a turtle that's been skinned, falling miserably onto the ground covered with decaying leaves, rolling several times before finally stopping.

"Ouch! Ouch! Grandpa! Grandpa Liu! Grandpa Hu!"

Ignoring the excruciating pain, the old wolf clasped its two withered front paws together and bowed repeatedly like a human, its head banging against the ground with loud thuds. Its voice was shrill and piercing: "I was wrong! I was blinded by greed! Please forgive me this time, for we are both cultivators from the Changbai Mountain lineage! I am willing to serve you gentlemen like a slave..."

While it pleaded for mercy, its thieving eyes darted around, and it subtly pushed off the ground with its hind legs. A yellowish-brown demonic aura was brewing behind it, clearly preparing to fart and use earth magic to escape.

"To be treated like a beast of burden?"

Hu Tianbiao, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, sneered. Using Gao Lian's body as a springboard, he slowly and deliberately unbuttoned his cuffs, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at meat on a chopping board.

"You bastard, you've ruined the dragon vein of Changbai Mountain like this, almost severing the foundation of all the immortals in Northeast China, and now you want to claim kinship?" Hu Tianbiao spat. "Too late!"

"You're lucky, remember that."

Liu Kunsheng controlled Deng Youfu's body, licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, and his eyes revealed a primal greed and savagery.

"Don't you dare ask me for favors for the next three months. Also, no more smoking or drinking, and replace all offerings with vegetarian ones. Don't touch any meat, and you can't touch it either. You're not allowed to go to Gangzi's barbecue even once! Do you hear me?!"

Liu Kunsheng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "These days... I'm going to cultivate my mind and body, and practice vegetarianism and chanting Buddhist scriptures."

Before the words were even finished, and before the arriving disciples could even react to what kind of "self-cultivation" this was, Liu Kunsheng and Hu Tianbiao moved almost simultaneously.

Immortal cultivation emphasizes accumulating merit, refraining from killing easily, and especially avoiding consuming sentient beings of the same kind. Such acts are considered detrimental to one's virtue, damaging one's purity and easily generating inner demons.

However, there is one exception.

That means the other party has committed numerous evils and committed countless sins, so killing them would not only be without fault, but would actually be a meritorious act!

This old fox is colluding with foreign enemies, attempting to sever the dragon vein, which is pushing all living beings in the Northeast into a fiery pit. In the eyes of these immortals, this kind of creature is not only a delicacy but also a walking "perfect tonic." Eating it is doing justice on behalf of Heaven!

"No! Don't eat me! I am... Ah!!!"

Before Bei Laonian could even activate his earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique for escaping evil spirits), Hu Tianbiao stepped on his tail. Immediately afterward, the black qi python that Liu Kunsheng had transformed into opened its blood-red maw and bit down on its neck.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed through the woods.

Then came a chilling chewing sound.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

One of the onlookers instinctively covered his mouth, while the others felt a wave of nausea wash over them. Although they had seen their share of big scenes, this kind of raw, unfeeling act was still beyond their physical limits.

It only takes a few minutes.

Apart from a pool of black blood and a few tufts of hair on the ground, the wolf immortal who had lived for hundreds of years was completely gone, not even a trace remained.

"belch--"

Deng Youfu (Liu Kunsheng) let out a long burp, a look of satisfaction on his face. He patted his stomach, and the cold, serpentine look in his eyes gradually faded, revealing Deng Youfu's original somewhat bewildered gaze.

"Uh...that..." Deng Youfu snapped out of his daze, looked at the bloodstains and pile of wolf fur on the ground, and his face instantly turned deathly pale. "Ugh—!!!"

Grandpa Liu used his body to reveal his true form and devoured the wolf-like creature, while Deng Youfu himself, though not actually eating, also had the real feeling of eating.

There's no way to eat cooked food in these deep mountains and forests.

then......

Deng Youfu leaned against the tree trunk, vomiting violently.

On the other hand, Gao Lian (Hu Tianbiao) was much calmer. He elegantly wiped his mouth, adjusted his glasses, and although his face was a little red, he managed to maintain the composure of a regional head.

"Alright, I've finished my business, sir. You can go about your business now. Remember to tell that kid from the Yan family and his companion that after you've dealt with worldly matters, come to Changbai Mountain. We still owe his companion a promise. Also, thanks to him this time, if he needs anything in the Northeast, just let him know. I'll protect him."

After saying that, Gao Lian trembled all over, the domineering black energy dissipated, his eyes rolled back, and he sat down on the ground with a thud, panting heavily. He was obviously quite exhausted by his old immortal.

the other side,

After ending the call with Gao Lian (Hu Tianbiao), Yan Sen put his phone in his pocket.

He straightened his slightly disheveled collar, took a deep breath, and turned to face Ding Shian, who had been standing behind him as a protector.

At this moment, Ding Shian's white training clothes were covered in mud, which was the trace left by the Earth Traveling Immortal technique he had used earlier.

But the god in his eyes was brighter and clearer than before.

Yan Sen, with a solemn expression, clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Ding Shian.

"Brother Ding."

Yan Sen's voice was sincere, lacking his usual jovial tone: "Without your help, this operation would not have gone so smoothly. Not only us, but the people living at the foot of Changbai Mountain would likely have suffered a great calamity. On behalf of the company and this black land, I thank Brother Ding for his righteousness. Please accept my bow."

Yan Sen performed this ceremony willingly.

Ding Shian is a kind of person who is endearingly pure. He has no stance, no allegiance, and doesn't even care about right or wrong. He only cares about his own principles. But when it comes to matters of principle, he is more reliable than many self-righteous and morally upright people.

Ding Shian was clearly not used to this situation, so he quickly stepped aside to avoid the half-bow and reached out to support Yan Sen's arm.

"Young man, you flatter me."

Ding Shian shook his head, his eyes clear: "I'm not that noble. You saw it yourself, from beginning to end I was just trying to satisfy my own desires, wanting to find a strong person to test my skills. Whether it's those Onmyoji or those Quanxing members, they're all just whetstones for me. If you really want to thank me..."

Ding Shima paused for a moment, then his eyes blazed with fighting spirit as he stared intently at Yan Sen: "In our future sparring sessions, don't hold back. Use your true skills, and that will be the greatest gratitude you can give me."

"Definitely." Yan Sen straightened up, grinned, "As long as you don't mind if I hit you too hard."

"Hahaha! It's good that it hurts! How can you learn a lesson if it doesn't hurt?" Ding Shian laughed.

Just at this touching moment of heroes appreciating each other, a very discordant voice broke in.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

Xu Si stood to the side, one hand on his hip and the other holding a cigarette, striking a pose that he thought was very cool but was actually quite greasy.

Seeing that Yan Sen and Ding Shian were chatting enthusiastically and had no intention of paying attention to him, he finally couldn't help but cough frantically to make his presence known.

He pointed to his large face, his eyebrows practically flying off.

"And what about me? Huh? You blockhead? What about me, brother? Haven't I worked hard? Haven't I been righteous? Shouldn't I bow to you even if you don't give me a bow?"

Yan Sen turned his head and looked Xu Si up and down.

"Thank you for what?" Yan Sen looked blank. "Oh! I remember now!"

Xu Si's eyes lit up, and he straightened his chest.

Yan Sen slapped his thigh: "Thanks to Brother Xu for playing the crucial role of 'not holding us back' in this operation! Really, the fact that you're still alive and standing here is the greatest contribution you can make to the team."

"Fuck you..." Xu Si was so angry he almost burned his chin with his cigarette butt. "Yan Sen! You son of a bitch! So I'm just a filler, huh? Believe me or not, I'll..."

"However..."

Yan Sen changed the subject, looking past Xu Si and at Feng Baobao, who was squatting on the ground poking ants with a twig.

His gaze softened, and he walked over, squatted down in front of Feng Baobao, and solemnly extended his thumb.

"Baby Sister, thanks a lot this time. Seriously, you're awesome."

This is not a compliment.

Without Feng Baobao's almost beast-like intuition and her unpredictable skills, their journey wouldn't have been so smooth.

This woman may have a peculiar way of thinking, but when it comes to fighting, she's absolutely a master.

Feng Baobao raised her head, her dirty little face still expressionless.

She looked at Yan Sen's thumbs-up, and then at his sincere eyes.

Then, she stretched out her hand, still covered in mud, and gave him a thumbs up.

"wood."

Feng Baobao's voice was calm, yet it conveyed a sense of mutual appreciation.

"You're pretty awesome too."

Yan Sen laughed.

How can this not be considered a compliment?

You know, not everyone gets such high praise from Sister Bao.

Xu Si watched this scene from the sidelines, feeling like the superfluous person in the small team. His heart was broken, and he could only take a deep drag on his cigarette, mentally cursing Yan Sen a thousand times over.

……

Half an hour later, the roar of the propellers broke the tranquility of Changbai Mountain.

The support troops from NaDuTong have finally arrived.

Several camouflage-painted helicopters circled and landed, and a large number of uniformed employees quickly cordoned off the area.

Those Onmyoji who had been knocked unconscious and bound like dumplings by Ding Shian and Feng Baobao were thrown into the train car one by one like dead pigs. What awaited them was a dark and endless interrogation and a long prison sentence.

As for the once arrogant Minamoto no Yoshitsune, he was now chained to a stretcher like a dead dog, his mouth gagged with a gag to prevent him from biting his tongue, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, clearly his Dao heart shattered.

And then, the most ironic scene unfolded in the crowd.

Li Qingshui, the former high-ranking official of Nadutong in Northeast China, is currently being bound hand and foot and put on a helicopter like a dead dog.

What's even more interesting is that the people escorting him were none other than his trusted employees who usually fawned over him.

"Mr. Gao! Mr. Gao, look! We've caught Li Qingshui!"

"Yes, yes, yes! We were forced into it! It was all his doing! We're now trying to atone for our crimes! Wouldn't that count as a major act of merit?"

The employees bowed and scraped to Gao Lian, who had just arrived, and shifted all the blame onto Li Qingshui.

Li Qingshui's face was ashen. He looked at his former subordinates, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.

This is human nature.

When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when a wall collapses, everyone pushes it down.

Gao Lian pushed up his glasses, a flicker of disgust crossing his eyes as he looked at the group of traitors behaving so disgracefully. But being a seasoned veteran, he didn't show it on his face, simply nodding slightly.

"Yes, the company is aware of your situation."

Gao Lian spoke calmly and in an official tone: "Given that you took the initiative to control the ringleader and prevented a major mistake at the last minute, the company agrees in principle to give you a lenient sentence."

"Thank you, Mr. Gao! Thank you, Mr. Gao!" The group felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

Yan Sen stood not far away, listening to the phrase "agree in principle," and couldn't help but sneer.

The meaning of the phrase "in principle" within the system is clear to those who understand.

"Brother Xu, you used the phrase 'in principle' brilliantly."

Xu Si chuckled and exhaled a smoke ring: "That's right. The so-called principle is that the final interpretation right belongs to Party A. These bastards may escape the death penalty, but they can't escape punishment. They'll have a hard time later, serving as cannon fodder on the front lines until they die."

The company's cleanup work is progressing quickly.

The "old, weak, sick and disabled" team was also due for disbandment.

The wind whipped up by the helicopter rotors ruffled the hems of everyone's clothes.

Xu Si patted the dirt off his clothes and looked at Yan Sen.

"Alright, Wood, let's head out now."

Xu Si, bag slung over his shoulder, lit another cigarette, and looked completely at ease. He patted Yan Sen on the shoulder, his eyes showing a hint of reluctance and seriousness: "The mission is over. My baby and I need to go back to the company first. There are some things... I need to discuss with my father. See you in Tianjin in two weeks?"

"Okay." Yan Sen nodded. "Be careful on the road."

Feng Baobao, carrying that huge hiking backpack, waved at Yan Sen: "Hey, you blockhead, remember to come visit me!"

"must."

As the helicopter slowly ascended and gradually disappeared into the clouds, Yan Sen breathed a sigh of relief.

The matter of Changbai Mountain has come to a close. But his work is not over yet.

The disturbed earth veins need to be restored, and the remaining malevolent energy needs to be purified. Moreover...

Yan Sen turned around and looked at Ding Shian standing behind him.

"Brother Ding." Yan Sen stretched his neck, a glint of cyan-gold light flashing in his eyes. "After I finish my business, let's have a good spar."

Ding Shian grinned, and the layer of glass-like light around his body instantly lit up and then disappeared.

"I couldn't ask for more!"