Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 627 Your first priority is to stop writing those rebirth novels in the newspapers

"Screw you!"

Lu Huizhong punched He Songling in the eye, directly blasting his eyeball, making him cosplay as his godfather Tang Bingwen.

"I'm serious." He Songling's eyes were like gummy bears, which instantly recovered after being smashed by the hammer. "Our godfather won't live for many years. There will definitely be a lot of things in the future. Let him rest and enjoy his old age for a few years before he passes away. We will take care of things for him if there is any problem."

The plot has been changed by himself. Wu Gensheng definitely can't gather thirty-six thieves. It's not easy to gather twenty-four thieves. It's not clear whether Dong Chang and Xu Xin of Tang Sect will participate in the oath of brotherhood.

But what if that happens? How much pressure will Tang Bingwen have to bear? The old man himself doesn't have many years left to live. If two more top-notch people emerge from his school, and he has to withstand the pressure from his fellow righteous people, he might die two years earlier. It would be better to let Lu Huizhong take over.

"I don't want to be the head of the sect. It's too much trouble." Lu Huizhong scratched his hair and looked at He Songling pitifully: "Then can't you treat him?"

"No cure."

To be honest, He Songling is really good at healing. What he has learned is extensive and diverse, but also refined and integrated. When it comes to human body modification, fabricated memories, mental control, and even the creation of strange life out of thin air, it is indeed not as incredible as Qu Tong, but when it comes to treating internal and external injuries, it is enough.

There is no need to even wipe out Tang Bingwen's cultivation.

In order to treat Tang Bingwen, Shuang Quanshou had to reshape his entire body and make it look like a blank slate, because it was impossible to detect all the tiny hidden injuries in his body, or even if they were detected, they would be impossible to treat.

But He Songling was different. He Songling had the innate Qi-seeing technique. Tang Bingwen's body was more obvious to him than under a microscope. He didn't need any additional skills. He just used the improved three-fold reverse life technique that could be used on other people and injected it with the innate Qi. That was enough.

But things can't just end like this.

He Songling's Qi-reading technique is a combination of various strange methods, combined with his own innate spirit, and is essentially a magician's ability. Magicians talk about cause and effect and equivalent exchange, not because magicians have this quirk, but because they can see the price of gaining and losing everything in the world.

It was easy for He Songling to cure Tang Bingwen, but his longevity was the inevitable result of the people he killed in his life. To use the words of a fortune-teller, it was his fate.

He Songling could treat him, but he had to bear the consequences of killing people in his previous life. Normally, it should be borne by a sorcerer who performed magic to change fate, but although He Songling had not become an immortal, his body was a body of innate qi, and his soul was a innate soul, so the cause and effect could not be found.

If you can't find the warlock, you can only find me.

Yes, even gods cannot act recklessly in the mortal world, otherwise there would be records of the old gods in history showing their divine powers all over the world.

What kind of causal backlash would the sorcerer bring? Wang Ye, who mistakenly practiced Fenghou Qimen, also showed it very intuitively. When he failed to "transform myself into a king", he mistakenly led the power of heaven and earth into his body, causing his body to always have various strange diseases.

If this really affects Tang Bingwen, I'm afraid the backlash from the sorcerer in the inner scene will also affect him.

The old man is nearly eighty years old. Even if his hidden injuries are healed, he will not be able to bear the endless strange backlash. He may die faster.

There's no need to bother. "Then..."

Although He Songling did not state the reason explicitly, there was a tacit understanding between the couple. From her husband's direct refusal, Lu Huizhong knew that there must be some insurmountable difficulties, or that the cost of doing this was not worth it.

Although as a killer, Lu Huizhong was prepared to die at any time, but when he heard the news suddenly, he still felt sad.

"How about you become the head of the gate?"

"I can't do that." He Songling refused even more bluntly this time, "I still want to go back and be the head of Trinity School."

"Ah?" Lu Huizhong was stunned. "Didn't your master clear the door for you?"

“Oh, that’s right!” He Songling had an expression of watching a good show about to begin, and laughed like an elder of the Soul Palace who had eaten two pounds of food: “That year, the jailer kicked me out. Now that I’m reborn, it’s my turn to kick him out and take back what belongs to me, hehehehe…”

"I'm so angry. Your top priority is to write less of those messy novels in newspapers, okay?" Lu Huizhong covered her face in pain.

After meeting some of the great writers of the time, such as Yun Zhonghe and Zhou Zhangshou, He Songling's grandson suddenly had an idea and started publishing in newspapers in his spare time those messy rebirth novels that he had read in his previous life, making many newspapers full of chaos.

However, because there is not much vernacular writing these days, even those literary masters are still writing in some rather awkward ways that are deeply influenced by classical Chinese.

So don’t think that the stuff He Songling wrote is crap, with neither literary value nor awakening value. But it is really popular because of the smooth and fluent writing in vernacular Chinese, coupled with the routines of pretending to be cool and getting slapped in the face, breaking off an engagement and being reborn that no one had ever seen in that era.

The sales of his works are more than all other famous writers combined, and he has managed to gain a reputation as a best-selling author. If he continues like this, he will soon become a literary giant in the Republic of China.

But others don't know, Lu Huizhong doesn't know what kind of person her husband is? She has to force herself to read the things he wrote in every issue, which is simply mental pollution.

The most terrifying thing is that I heard that this guy has accepted a kid named Cha as his student in Zhejiang, claiming that he wants to teach him how to write. With all the stuff this guy wrote, he still dares to accept a disciple. Isn't this purely misleading people? She couldn't even imagine how dark the future of that child would be.

"Hey, you can have fun, but don't make fun of my novel." He Songling was unhappy and turned over to press Lu Huizhong down. "My work is art! Many readers are asking for more updates. My apprentice doesn't like to read anything else but what I write. He can't sleep at night if he doesn't finish the series."

"Yes, I'm asking you to update. If you don't update the toilet at the entrance of the village, there will be no paper. Also, you dare to say that about your apprentice. Please let the child go and stop causing trouble for him."

Lu Huizhong sighed and said, "Originally, that child was quite talented and had a promising future, but you ruined his career. Yun Zhonghe entrusted his cousin to you, and you just took care of him like this?"

"Then how can I not be considered as taking care of him?" Hearing this, He Songling's voice gradually became quieter, as if he was a little guilty. "I have money. If he really delayed me, I can just give him a few hundred million more. Besides, I really want to return to Trinity to be the head of the sect."

(End of this chapter)