Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 699: With my face, playing mahjong with God, Tathagata Buddha and Taishang Laojun is no problem
"Uncle He, please let me go."

After having his head thrown into the sea and being treated like a mop again, little Joseph finally couldn't help but speak up for himself.

There's nothing you can do about it. No one speaks up for him, and some even envy him.

"My second brother is not young anymore. He is serving in the navy. I heard he is doing well. There is news that he will be promoted to captain next year and will fight against the Japanese who invaded your country. I think he means more to you. Why don't you train him?"

"Although I am very interested, since he is currently on a combat mission, it is of course not convenient for me to look for him."

He Songling was actually very interested in bullying his second brother Joseph, who had a wild imagination. However, as he said, John was on a combat mission, and He Songling came to find Joseph just to relieve his boredom from being ostracized by Lu Huizhong and Wei Shufen.

After a while, when his wife returns to normal, how could he still have the heart to play with a stinky old man?

Then we can only let little Joseph suffer a little longer.

Of course, he was not an uncle for nothing. He could not just come here to teach people a lesson. Before leaving, He Songling gave little Joseph a lucky charm.

Although the black magic curse in Joseph's family had been lifted many years ago, misfortunes could happen at any time, especially for those of them who were fighting on the battlefield. No one knew what accidents might happen.

Of course, the talisman relies on the power of the gods and ghosts to achieve some effects. This is the United States, and the effectiveness of the talisman of the Zhengyi sect is inevitably greatly reduced. So He Songling also added some of his own power to it.

Now He Songling can be regarded as a half-old immortal, so his help would be helpful. He Songling used his innate Qi to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the American land, and with the spirits of heaven and earth, making his innate Qi more suitable for this land and making his Qi look more like the local gods of this place.

This is the wonder of "immortals". They are not able to be stumped by any of the methods of refining Qi used by ordinary people, because they control the essence of the changes in the world. This is also the reason why there are legends such as "immortals are omnipotent" and "immortals can respond to all kinds of spiritual needs".

Not to mention ancient times, even now, even in the 21st century, when people see that the abilities they have cultivated for many years, or even the abilities their lineage has cultivated for many generations, are exploded to nothing by just an object taken out by others, they will feel that their worldview collapses.

This is only the level of the Eight Great Techniques.

The real gods are even more incredible.

Therefore, the strange people whose faith in Taoism was broken by the strong contrast could only embrace the supreme fear of the "immortals" and turn it into fanatical and unrealistic worship.

Of course, immortals are not good at everything, but when it comes to refining Qi, there are very few things they are not good at.

This is what He Songling is like now.

He rubbed the amulet in his hand for a few times, and it turned into a wooden cross that was neither gold nor jade. He stretched his hand forward, and an impeccable Western amulet appeared on little Joseph's neck. "Hang it."

He Songling took a look and seemed a little dissatisfied. So under his gaze, little Joseph was horrified to find that words and patterns appeared out of thin air on the cross on his neck, as if He Songling's eyes were a laser engraving machine.

As little Joseph looked on in horror, he watched a Tai Chi diagram appear above the cross on his chest, with the six big words "Namo Amitabha" below it.

"This thing..." Little Joseph had been saved by oriental magic, so he would not wishfully believe that only their God was the true God and that the rest were false gods. But this hodgepodge... Would God be happy? Would you old gods from the East be happy?
"Hey, don't worry about that." He Songling understood what little Joseph meant, and waved his hand, signaling him to rest assured, "I'm here with you, right? The three of them don't have any particular conflicts, and with me, they can all sit down and play a few rounds of mahjong together, and everything will be fine."

Little Joseph looked even more terrified.

Have your face? You are a fool!
Let alone anything else, can God play mahjong with you?

But He Songling really didn't lie. According to the mountain god, the gods who can "create the world" are one level higher than other gods, or in other words, they are unique and extraordinary. And now, He Songling is exactly the one who can "create the world", and he is on par with Jehovah, Tathagata Buddha, and Taishang Laojun.

With his face, reconciling the three religions is not a problem.

"Hehe, Master, now you see clearly, what I am doing is called the Integration of Three Religions!" He Songling secretly challenged his master Lin Zhaoen in his heart.

He Songling, who had become an immortal, was no longer satisfied with simply angering Zuo Rutong. He wanted to directly kill his ancestor through the air. If he could really build the Time House one day, this grandson might really anger Lin Zhaoen to death through the long river of time.

"Thank you, Uncle He." What could little Joseph say? He could only thank He Songling.

"You're welcome. Train well, fight well, and be a good person. That's better than anything else." He Songling suddenly thought that people like Joseph Jr., who had a good background, status, wealth, and a white face, and whose abilities were extraordinary, made him almost a natural presidential candidate.

In the late 20th century and early 21st century, the United States had a father-son president and almost a husband-wife president. If Joseph Jr. had not died, and Joseph Sr. was aiming to train him to be president, would a brother president have appeared earlier?
He Songling had no interest in the political situation in the United States. He just wanted to see if there would be any out-of-the-box ideas if these two brothers really were to become two presidents. Or, in other words, who would have the out-of-the-box ideas?
"Tsk..."

Little Joseph had no idea that He Songling was already immersed in malicious fantasies about him and his brother, and continued to endure the painful training as a fighter pilot.

It should be said that although He Songling was a jerk, his training methods were really useful. At least his development of the human body and the use of reflex nerves were far beyond the current era. In terms of aircraft models and battlefield environments that could be matched, they were also much more advanced than the current World War II era when front propellers were still used for flying.

So while He Songling was messing around but had the support of insight and extraordinary means that were ahead of his time, Joseph's performance improved by leaps and bounds. During a simulated training, he even once replicated He Songling's record of defeating five enemy planes alone.

This drew one person's attention to them.

(End of this chapter)