Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 68 Remember, my name is Li Muxuan

"The mysterious layman Wu Man!"

He Songling understood. He still remembered this name, a strong man who could compete with Bai Xiao Liang Ting, and the one with the highest achievement in Buddhist practice in this book. Even if all the Quanxing strong men who had appeared were added together, this person could be ranked in the top five, or even the top three.

It was no wonder that he dared to attack the Wang family in the middle of the night, and after I plotted against him, he was able to escape unscathed. Although I didn't know the cause and process, the result was that compared to the grudges between this person and the Wang family, the hatred between the Wang family and me could basically be ignored.

"Why are you here, specifically looking for me?"

Wu Man looked up at He Songling and the fat man in his hand, and snorted, "This is the only place nearby to hide from the Wang family. Where else would I go if not here?"

He Songling was at a fork in the mountain road. He and Wu Man were both smart people and did not look for some hidden place like a valley to hide.

As the local boss, the Wang family must know the terrain better than them, and no matter how hidden it is, it is not hidden in the eyes of the Wang family. Only this kind of intersection where you can run away at any time can deal with various emergencies.

"Is this the eldest son of the Wang family? The Wang family will not compromise just because you kidnapped one of their young masters. I advise you to join forces with me." Perhaps because he had fought with the Wang family all night and had some injuries on his body, Wu Man's expression and tone were not as pretentious as yesterday.

"I don't expect to get anything in return by kidnapping him, but I heard that you and the Wang family have a deep hatred for each other, right? Do you think I can get something in return if I kidnap you and take you to the Wang family?" He Songling stared at Wu Man.

Wu Man's aura began to become dangerous. Facing a powerful enemy, his Buddha nature could no longer suppress his devil nature. He mobilized the true Qi in his body and rushed towards He Songling. There were no good people in Quanxing in this era. It was normal to kill people at the slightest disagreement. They only cared about striking first and the winner was the king.

A violent aura mixed with the golden light of Buddhism came out, and the Palm of Great Compassion turned into a huge golden handprint and slapped towards He Songling.

"Look at you. You get angry after just a few words. You are so ignorant. How dare you claim that you have comprehended Buddhism?" He Songling's words caused more harm to Wu Man than the four grenades yesterday.

"Amitabha, it seems that the layman still has misunderstandings about Buddhism. I must teach him."

Wu Man frowned and glared at him, looking like a Vajra with angry eyes. He then used his Vajra palm to add to the attack. The two palms merged into one, and the palm print that was originally only two people high suddenly became several stories high, rolling back like a tsunami.

He Songling turned around and floated behind Wu Man. However, Wu Man's huge palm print, which was like a landslide, was unexpectedly light and easily followed He Songling's footsteps, turned around, and still rushed towards He Songling.

But when the palm print was about to get close to He Songling's body, it suddenly seemed to hit a quagmire, and its speed suddenly slowed down. Then the condensed palm print was instantly torn in all directions by a force. After a short stalemate, it dispersed into golden light.

"Is this... reversing the eight directions?" Wu Man looked at his palm in surprise. "Boy, are you the disciple that Wang Yaozu insisted on accepting?"

"That's right, I'm Wang Yaozu, my mentor!" He Songling's operation of putting the blame on Li Muxuan's head was so smooth, without any hesitation, "Do I need you to teach me Buddhism? You've read a few Buddhist scriptures and you're pretending to be a great monk in front of me, saying Amitabha all the time, pretending to be a decent person. Why don't you shave your head?"

"Boy, your master is also a Quan Xing person, so I am speaking to you in a friendly way. Don't be shameless." Wu Man's voice turned cold.

"What's wrong with being shameless? Besides, Wu Man, you are just a stinking monk!" He Songling tried to use the force of reversing eight directions to pull Wu Man's knees and make him kneel on the ground. Wu Man used "Indra's Claw" to insert into the force, and then he spread his hands and tore the force field apart.

"Hmph!" Wu Man exhaled and said, his muscles seemed to swell a little. He clenched his fist with one hand, swung his arm like a stick, and smashed He Songling on the head with the "Great Vajra Pestle", as if to crack his skull.

Unexpectedly, the stick hit He Songling half a meter in front of him, just like hitting a spring air cushion. Then He Songling's originally light body became more like a feather in the wind. With this force, he flew far away and almost became a small black dot. "I'll let you go today, but next time I see you, I'll knock your head off. Remember, my name is Li Muxuan!" Zhang's arrogant voice floated along with the wind.

"Okay, okay, Wang Yaozu, you have a good disciple!" Wu Man's profound Buddhist teachings could not withstand He Songling's action. As He Songling's figure disappeared from his sight, his back teeth almost broke, "Li Muxuan, right..."

He Songling didn't care about Wu Man behind him. Although this old guy was very strong and could be ranked in the top three in the history of Quanxing in the past 100 years, he must have felt uncomfortable after being surrounded and beaten by the Wang family for a whole night, so he must have no intention of coming to hunt him down.

As for Wang Yaozu and Li Muxuan? Wang Yaozu, who had been accused of being a traitor to Lao Zuo and Sanyi, would not cause him any trouble. Li Muxuan had let this kid know in advance that life was dangerous. It was not so safe to worship a master of Quan Xing. It would be easy to teach him a lesson.

With the power of Wu Man's punch, he floated two or three kilometers away with the help of Xu Bu. After taking a few more steps, he arrived at the gate of Wang's house.

"who!"

Last night, they had just experienced an attack on the door. They had finally driven away Wu Man, the old enemy of the Wang family, but when they looked back, they found that the eldest son was missing again, which made the Wang family in chaos. Seeing He Songling appear, the guards of the Wang family surrounded him without any hesitation, ready to arrest and torture him if they disagreed.

"He Songling from Sanyi Sect came to visit the Wang family." He Songling is not a nobody like Li Muxuan. There are too many people in the Wang family who know him, so it's more convenient to get straight to the point. He handed Wang Ai forward, "I met Quan Xing on the way, and he kidnapped Brother Wang Ai. Now, he has been rescued."

"Where is it? Where is Nephew He?"

He Songling was arranged to serve tea in the Wang family's hall. Not long after, he heard the shouts of the head of the Wang family. Then he saw him running over in a hurry and holding He Songling's hands with excitement: "Oh, my dear nephew! Thanks to you, my baby was saved. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of suffering he would have suffered at the hands of the monster Quan Xing!"

"Hey! Uncle Wang, I'm unworthy of this. Brother Wang is a lucky man. Even without me, he would be safe and sound!" He Songling looked humble.

"You don't know how worried Xiaoai's mother is. If something goes wrong, how will our family survive..."

Patriarch Wang straightened his face and said, "Of course, I have to say that you are so kind and I cannot repay you. Oh, I must kowtow to you!"

After saying that, he knelt down.

"I don't deserve it!" He Songling hurriedly held onto the Wang family head's arm, "I am a junior, how dare I ask Uncle Wang to bow to me, wouldn't that shorten my lifespan? I don't deserve it!"

"Okay, then tell me, what thank-you gift do you want? As long as the Wang family can afford it, I'll give it to you!" The head of the Wang family patted his chest loudly.

"I want full say in the two provinces surrounding the Wang family."

"How about we talk about the kowtow?"

Someone asked me before why Goose City is in Sichuan. I wanted to explain it but always forgot it.

Although the filming location of Goose City in the movie "Let the Bullets Fly" is in Guangdong, according to the original story, Mr. Huang and Zhang Muzhi are members of the Pao Brothers Society, a Sichuan folk organization. In addition, when Jiang Wen recalled inviting Chow Yun Fat to the film, he wrote that it was a Sichuan story. Moreover, the official version of the movie was released separately in Sichuan dialect, which was the official filming and editing on the spot, not a spoof later, and the dubbing was Jiang Wen's own voice. All these show that Goose City is in Sichuan.

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