Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 563: How about replacing your Ma family’s immortal with a panda?
"Slip away."

It was a pity that this battle left nothing for the Japanese. After the last battle in Mianshan, and with Wong Tai Sin claiming that he could not withstand bombings from bombers and heavy artillery, He Songling became completely cautious and did not try to use explosives, mines or anything like that on the Japanese soldiers who came up the mountain.

After all, this is the Japanese Kwantung Army, which is powerful and numerous. With tens of thousands of troops surrounding this forest, it would be difficult to leave if we really stay.

Before, he was alone in Mianshan, so everything was easy. But this time, he was carrying almost everyone from the Tang Clan from the head of the clan down to the young master of the Lu family.

Even if he doesn't consider these people, he should at least think about the safety of his wife.

So he slipped away regretfully.

However, since there was nothing left for the devils to destroy, He Songling walked calmly. Even though the devils were only a few kilometers away, He Songling could clearly sense their presence, but if he really wanted to leave, he would leave at any time, not to mention a few kilometers, even if it was 500 meters.

His body merged with the heaven and earth, and he took a step forward, and his figure immediately disappeared on the spot. In the snowy mountains of Jilin, except for the ashes of some ninjas, it was as if no outsiders had ever been there.

Not to mention how the Japanese soldiers were furious after searching the mountains and seas to find nothing, He Songling had already brought the Tang Clan's people to the Chu Ma family's main hall.

It is called the main hall, but in fact it is just an ordinary courtyard of a Northeastern folk house. In those days, the Northeast was actually a Japanese-occupied area, and it was good enough for the old Zhong people to survive, so it was natural for it to be a little simple.

But after all, the Chu Ma family is the local boss. In these days when the Japanese occupied the country and the mountains were blocked by snow, they were able to get a lot of meat. Together with the local Northeastern barbecue, on the hot kang, compared with the freezing cold outside, it really felt like a paradise.

"Boss Tang, Mr. He, congratulations."

Liao Huzi, Tang Bingwen, and He Songling sat around a small square table on the kang. Liao Huzi stared at him with a pair of eyes that looked like he had practiced Fenghou Qimen by mistake, and said while smoking a pipe, "This time you wiped out all the ninjas from the Japanese side, which can be regarded as relieving some pressure on us Northeasterners and getting some revenge."

"Not really. This is the grudge we made with the Tang Sect. If you must say that we helped others, then it is reasonable. The entire Lao Zhong was invaded by the devils, and anyone who fought against the devils is a good friend. On the contrary, you, the Ma family, helped us a lot."

He Songling sat on the kang, holding a pork elbow and gnawing on it until his face was covered in grease. He took a sip of wine, patted his chest and boasted to Liao Huzi.

"Liao Huzi, I am so grateful for your kindness. This time I came to the Northeast, thanks to you for your help. If there is anything you need from the Tang Sect in the future, our Sect Leader will go through fire and water to help you!"

"You are bragging and using my promise as a favor? You are rebelling against Tian Gang and you have no respect for your elders. He Songling, are you going to rebel?" Tang Bingwen was so angry that his eye, which had been blind for decades, almost opened again. He cursed, "I am still the head of the Tang Sect. It is not your turn to make promises to me on behalf of the Tang Sect!"

All I can say is that the Northeastern dialect is indeed very contagious, and Tang Bingwen now also tends to speak with a strong Northeastern accent.

"Okay, let's not talk about anything else. This time you guys made quite a commotion. The Japanese are searching the mountains and seas here, and the pressure is very high. In the past, if I killed a few ninjas, I could hide you for a few days, but now I can't even waste a day."

The matter was done, and it was time to promote the prestige of our army and destroy the Japanese invaders. There was no need to keep the action led by General Yang secret. Not only was there no need to keep it secret, He Songling even used the magic painting paper he had prepared in advance and combined it with other means to distribute leaflets to several surrounding counties that day.

Even this is not the end. You have to know that the Northeast is now the "homeland" of the devils. The devils are still "sweeping" the battlefield in North China, clamoring to eliminate all the resistance forces of Lao Zhong. His own nest was hit by our army. This is definitely unexpected news, so the news is spreading outward at a terrifying speed. It is estimated that it will not be long before the whole country will know about it. At that time, I am afraid that Baldy will have to hold his nose and send a telegram to the whole country to commend and reward our soldiers.

As the local boss, Liao Huzi was the first to know the news. He then realized that the Tang Clan was openly doing small-scale things like vendettas, but in fact they were doing great deeds in secret.

As a Northeasterner who had suffered greatly from the Japanese invaders, Liao Huzi admired Tang Men and He Songling from the bottom of his heart and wanted to invite them to a 10-day banquet to celebrate. But the facts were there, and he had to send them away quickly.

"I understand. We'll leave at midnight tonight." He Songling nodded: "Are you guys okay?"

"Just make do with it. I've lived in the Northeast for so many years and I've managed to survive. If it doesn't work out, then fuck that son of a bitch."

Liao Huzi's eyes turned fierce, and he knocked his pipe heavily on the table, then laughed again: "But by then we won't be able to stay in the Northeast anymore. If we run to Sichuan to join you, you have to follow us."

"Then don't worry." He Songling patted his chest and said, "I have plenty of money. Have you heard of He Bancheng in Sichuan? He has so many businesses that it's no problem for me to give you a few businesses. But in the future, I'm afraid your spirit medium will have to be replaced by a panda."

"Hahahahaha!"

The three of them laughed.

Soon, after eating and drinking, He Songling took Tang Bingwen into the world of the painting and prepared to run away.

"By the way, where is your little fat apprentice?" He Songling suddenly asked at the door before leaving.

"Yes, yes." Guan Shihua came out from behind the courtyard wall. "Brother He, why are you looking for me? You are not attracted to me, are you?"

“你小心我媳妇揍你。”贺松龄脸色有点扭曲。都怪王蔼那个死胖子，他妈的看给关石花舔的普信成啥样了？他决定回去之后，有空路过王家，就再给王蔼一顿揍。

"Then what do you want to tell me?" Guan Shihua was not at all stage shy and asked while squatting on the wall.

"Liao Huzi had a good chat with me. You have also made contributions to the anti-Japanese war. I want to leave something for you." He Songling pouted at Master Guan Shihua: "This old man is already old and has no room for development. I will leave it to you."

"Really?" Guan Shihua's eyes lit up, and he jumped down from the wall, ready to kowtow to He Songling: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"Stand still, like a human being." He Songling lifted her up into the air, then waved his hand, and the five giant beasts in the sky-high hole appeared in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)