Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 128 Zhang Tianshi visits New York
"Well..."

To be honest, Joseph had inquired about this matter. It was his father who was familiar with Dongshan in his early years, and he never believed in these metaphysical things.

But ever since he met He Songling, he became interested and used his power to search all over North America, but unfortunately, he found no expert.

"If you insist, there are still a few indigenous chiefs, and there are some high priests who are suspected to be from the Mayan civilization in the south. But according to the information they have fed back, they are not very powerful and cannot compare with you two at all."

"Let's go and take a look." He Songling said after thinking for a while.

"No problem. I'll ask my assistant to find a guide for you. As for this house, He, this is my meeting gift to you."

Joseph was indeed a rich man, and he gave away such a large villa. He Songling had originally thought that Joseph would ask them to live here while they were in the United States.

"Then I... thank you very much." He Songling didn't bother to be polite with him. Soon he would become a wealthy man.

Joseph left with his family, leaving behind He Songling, Zhang Zhiwei and the great elder.

"You want to meet the local strange man?" Zhang Zhiwei expressed his disapproval of He Songling's idea: "You are so good at making trouble, don't make this group of people angry, or they will overthrow the company."

"What do you think?" He Songling did not answer Zhang Zhiwei, but turned to look at the great elder.

"I don't think it's worth seeing." The Great Elder shook his head and said, "From the 'curse' on that old fellow just now, we can see that their methods are simply incomparable to ours, and their power is far inferior to our Medicine Fairy Association."

"That's right. You are so anti-human. You use people to make poison. How can a decent sect compare with a cult like you? You are so proud of it. Don't you want to try the thunder method of a famous and upright sect?" The thunder talisman in He Songling's hand flashed.

Although he could no longer learn Yang Lei, his ability to draw talismans could be considered as having learned the Yang Lei of Tianshi Mansion.

"Oh, don't." The elder was a coward who was afraid of death and pain. In order to get a quick death, he followed He Songling across the ocean and took the trouble to help a foreigner get rid of the poison. This showed his character. How could he dare to take a thunder from He Songling?
"Let them make the arrangements first. Transportation and communication are not that convenient these days. Let's just walk around the city for a few days."

With his and Zhang Zhiwei's speed, it wouldn't take long to reach the Mayan ruins or the aboriginals. The key is to locate the way to escape. Even if you walk, you need to know the way, right?
If I foolishly ask for directions along the way, it will probably take even longer. It's better to leave this matter to a local boss like Joseph.

The Great Elder was originally waiting to die, and he would rather live one more day than another, so naturally he would not object; Zhang Zhiwei was a man with a clear mind of Taoism and was very interested in everything in the world, so naturally he also wanted to see the scenery on the other side of the ocean.

So for the next half month or so, Zhang Zhiwei and the Great Elder were just like Li Hongzhang who visited the United States in the last century, with the look of country bumpkins opening their eyes.

"Hey, hey Lao He, Lao He, look at this, what is this?"

"Hey Lao He, look at that, that!"

"Wow, it can fly. Is this iron bird an airplane?"

"Why is this car so comfortable to sit in?"

"How tall is this building?"

"What is this? What is that?" He Songling couldn't help but said, "Brother, can you calm down? Don't act like you have never seen the world."

"Then I have definitely never seen it!" Zhang Zhiwei said calmly, "As the ancients said, to know what you know and to know what you do not know is to know. It is because I have never seen it that I look at it carefully. Hey! How are you?"

……

He Songling had no choice but to start the reverse life triple play, disguised as a white man, stood far away from Zhang Zhiwei, pretending not to know him.

What a shame, old man.

You haven’t seen it, but look at the great elders, they are so…

"Oh my god!" He Songling jumped up and kicked the elder away. He raised his hand and used Qi to collect all the insects scattered around him. "What are you doing!"

"Ah, they dug so many empty pipes down there, aren't they used to make poisonous insects? I think this environment is very suitable for cultivating poisonous insects. It's dark, humid, and there's a lot of space. I'll throw a few bugs down there, and maybe they will grow well." The great elder looked innocent.

"Fuck you, that's someone's water pipe, and below that is the subway. You are poisoning them, did you know that?" He Songling heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that all the poisonous insects had been collected by him.

Although he was disgusted with certain politicians in this country across the ocean who always wanted to dictate things and act like other people's teachers, it did not mean that he would condone the Great Elder to launch a terrorist attack on the civilians of the entire city.

Where is this? New York! If the Great Elder's Gu really spreads in the tap water system, at least hundreds of thousands of people will die in the entire city.

"Can you two just be quiet for a while? What's so interesting about this rotten place?" He Songling sighed. Even if it was New York in the 1930s, it was hard for He Songling to get interested. It was fresh on the first day, but after a while, it was not as good as the small county town where he lived in his previous life.

"Old He, I suspect you have a mental illness. Do you no longer care about anything in this world?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at He Songling seriously, "How can you be so indifferent to this situation?"

"I..." Now it was He Songling's turn to be speechless. He couldn't say that he had seen much more luxurious and magnificent things than this. Would our country be much stronger than this in the future?
"Mr. He, Mr. Zhang, we found it!"

Fortunately, Joseph's assistant rescued them.

He hurried over with a telegram in his hand. "We have arranged with the chief of the indigenous tribe and the high priest of the lost Mayan civilization. Let's drive out. The guide is waiting in Massachusetts."

Massachusetts is Joseph's hometown. At first, his family lived in Boston, and his father was a state legislator of Massachusetts. Later, when they became rich, his family moved to Cambridge. Until now, they have settled in New York, but most of their time and energy are still spent in Massachusetts.

"Okay, I understand. Let's set off now." He Songling finally found his savior. After leaving the city, Zhang Zhiwei and the Great Elder would no longer be such a disgrace.

"Wait a moment." The assistant looked at his watch, "It should be here soon."

"what?"

Before He Songling could even think of anything, he saw his assistant waving at a car. After the car stopped, the assistant opened the door, revealing the iron thing inside.
"...That's thoughtful." He Songling looked at the M1919 heavy machine gun lying inside and patted his assistant on the shoulder.

(End of this chapter)