Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 83 It's raining and the ground is slippery. What's your father's last name? What's your last name?

Joseph Kennedy, banker, behind Franklin Roosevelt's rise to power, and the father of the famous brainiac Melodrama.

He Songling originally thought that this middle-aged white man was just an ordinary Wall Street financial man. When the unprecedented economic crisis hit, many Wall Street tycoons committed suicide by jumping off buildings. He Songling was able to cooperate with him, which was purely to save his life.

However, if it is this person, then the value is different.

"Joseph, let me tell you, you know that we here all know a little bit about metaphysics. Let me tell you about your fortune."

Joseph didn't know much about Eastern culture, and he looked at He Songling with a confused look on his face.

He Songling brought out incense, candles, gold ingots, Taoist robes, and a peach wood sword, and thinking of Zhang Jingqing's posture, he stood in the hall and jumped around randomly.

Dongshan closed his eyes helplessly.

I don’t have the eyes to see it, I really don’t have the eyes to see it.

This thing is called Fuji, and in the Northeast it is called "Jiao Da Shen". It is a way of trying to predict the future and improve spiritual practice by combining convulsion-like shaking with dancing and blessing. Because the movements are too abstract and affect the image, it has actually been abandoned long ago.

Besides, you are a Sanyi person, but you don’t study Taoism or practice Qimen, so how can you tell people’s fortunes?

You have brought shame upon yourself abroad!
"Mummy, mommy, I'll kill you!" He Songling jumped around for a long time, and suddenly pointed a sword at Joseph's chest, and said calmly: "Oh no, Joseph, you have an enemy in the United States!"

"what?"

Joseph knew that this group of strange people were really capable. He had even seen Dongshan demonstrate the magical effects of Qi in his father's beer hall. When He Songling said this, he was really panicked. "What do you mean?"

"What else can I say? Your family is not native American, right?"

"No, no. They immigrated from Ireland three generations ago."

"Well, your family came here by boat, right?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Okay, your family isn't born rich, are you? Why do you have to work to make a living when you come to America?"

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Joseph's expression became more and more admiring.

"Your grandfather died early, right?"

"Oh, Master, you are an old immortal!"

"Well, no, this is not good. I see that your forehead is dark and there is evil between your eyebrows. Something is wrong with you, something serious."

Joseph stood up and held He Songling's hands tightly, "Master, please save my life. My family owns two banks and a lot of stocks. I have money!"

"Hey, it's not about money. You are my partner, so of course I have to ensure your health."

He Songling waved his hands and said, "From what I can see, your family must have gotten into trouble with someone who really practices 'voodoo' or black magic when they were in Ireland or when they first arrived in the United States. This is different from our serious magic. He has placed a vicious curse on your entire family."

"Curse, curse?" Joseph's face turned pale. Who said that Westerners are not superstitious? Even Newton later believed in God. Joseph grew up in the Western world and was most afraid of this.

"Yes, it's very vicious. This curse exists in your family's bloodline. It will cause your family members to die in various unnatural ways. A hundred years later, when people look through your family history, they will find that this is a long list of obituaries. Don't ever expect to die quietly in bed."

He Songling said with a serious expression. If it weren't for the fact that foreigners didn't like to kowtow, Joseph would have knelt on the ground and kowtowed to He Songling several times. He asked in a panic: "He, you have to save me, I can give you money, I can give you everything."

"Hey, calm down first. I told you we are partners. It's okay." He Songling took out a talisman drawn on yellow paper from his arms with a smile. "Take this with you first. It can ward off disasters for a while. I will find a way to find someone to do something to completely remove your curse."

"Thank you, thank you, Master!" Joseph took the talisman with both hands and put it solemnly into the lining pocket of his suit. Just as he was about to thank him, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him.

"Sincerely, two thousand dollars."

"Here, here!" Joseph hurriedly took out his pen and checkbook, and signed a check for $10,000. "Citibank traveler's checks, with a fixed amount of $2,000, five in total, can be cashed at the branch in your country."

"Hey, what are you doing? We agreed that two thousand is enough. You are too polite." He Songling refused hypocritically while pocketing all five checks. Then he said righteously, "Joseph, don't worry. You are my best American friend. I will do my best to ensure your safety! Take the talisman with you. Don't leave it!"

"Yes, yes, I know, I know."

After what happened, Joseph didn't even have the appetite to eat and left in a hurry.

Looking at the panicked figure of his old friend's son, Dongshan's eyes twitched, "How do you know about his family's affairs?"

"Hey, you don't understand. Fortune telling doesn't require real calculations. It requires psychology and logic." He Songling smiled. He learned this from Zhang Zhiwei, who had gone down the mountain to commit fraud. "Can I tell you something?"

"Okay." Dongshan was also from the Trinity School, and he didn't believe that He Songling could tell fortunes.

"Hmm..." He Songling grabbed Dongshan's hand and rolled his eyes, pretending to be blind. "It's raining and the ground is slippery. What's your father's last name? What's your last name?"

"Good! Accurate! Really accurate!" Lu Ci and Zhang Muzhi applauded and cheered on the side.

"Okay, okay, I'll give in. Thank you." He Songling continued, "As the sun sets in the west and shines on the east wall, you should call your father's wife mother, right? Horses give birth to horses, pigs give birth to pigs, and the place you live in should be called a house, right? You have to use your mouth to eat, and you have to use your legs to run. Isn't the most abundant substance in your body water?"

"Oh my! Master! A living god!"

He Songling stretched out his hand and pressed it down, "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."

"What are you celebrating?" Dongshan almost kicked the table over. "Isn't this just common sense?"

"Yes!" He Songling said as a matter of course: "Think about what I said to Joseph?"

"American immigrants, traveled across the ocean, accumulated wealth, and their grandfather died young."

"Yes. There are no native Americans. The native Americans are Indians. Where did he come from if he is not an immigrant? There were no airplanes in his grandfather's time. What else could he have come here by boat?"

He Songling counted on his fingers: "When his grandfather was that age, he encountered the Great Famine in Europe. How could he be rich enough to be a boss when he fled from the famine? He had to work first. The medical and sanitary conditions were very poor in those days. Cholera was called the disease of the century in the 19th century. Isn't it normal for his grandfather to die early? Think about it, think about it carefully?"

"Eh...eh? Eh? No...no, wait a minute, eh?"

Dongshan felt that his CPU was about to burn out. This made sense to him and almost made him lose his mind. Lu Ci, Zhang Muzhi and Li Guizhen beside him were already drooling with their mouths open.

Fortunately, Dongshan had practiced and traveled across the ocean, so he was knowledgeable and experienced. He finally reacted and gave a thumbs up, praising: "Okay, Junior Brother, you are awesome. It is an advantage to have such information. You are a big boss, and you cheated 10,000 dollars with just a few words, or you are really good at making money!"

"Isn't it wrong again? I lied to him all along, but the last sentence was true." He Songling was amused, "This foreign devil is really cursed."

(End of this chapter)