Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 87 Tian Jinzhong? Zhang Jinzhong!

"Old Heavenly Master, my nephew misses you so much!"

As soon as He Songling entered the gate of the Tianshi Hall, he saw Zhang Jingqing standing with his hands behind his back. He slid down to his knees, hugged Zhang Jingqing's legs and kowtowed.

"Ah this..."

Zhang Zhiwei had predicted that this guy would not do anything good, but he obviously overestimated He Songling's humanity. He turned his face away with contempt.

Bah, I can’t kneel so fast!

Tian Jinzhong, who was meeting He Songling for the first time, was amazed.

"Brother, is this really the legendary senior brother from Sanyi Sect who swept through all the world, discussed the Dao with the Tang Sect, and saved the Wang family? Why do I feel that his personality is similar to yours?"

Zhang Zhiwei's face, which had just turned half black, now turned completely black. "Junior brother, I see that you have been slacking off in your practice recently. I will practice with you tomorrow and give you some pointers."

"Oh, don't!" Tian Jinzhong heard this, his eyes filled with fear, "I was wrong, Senior Brother!"

"Humph, it's too late!" Zhang Zhiwei sneered. Who would stand and apologize? Just use this to test the Heavenly Master, which Heavenly Master can't stand such a test?

It would be fine if it were any other time, but He Songling is right in front of you and you can't learn from him. You deserve to be beaten.

"Hey, nephew, what are you doing?" Zhang Jingqing supported He Songling with a smile, "You trespassed into Longhu Mountain and slandered my favorite disciple. Knocking twice is not enough to atone for your sins."

It has to be the Heavenly Master. This stinky hooligan is even worse than Tang Bingwen. Compared with these people, Lao Zuo is like a kindergarten.

"Can this kid be considered a proud disciple?" He Songling looked at Tian Jinzhong and laughed, "His last name isn't even Zhang."

"That's not a big deal, Jinzhong. From today on, you will be called Zhang Jinzhong." The old Heavenly Master was not afraid of him, and said, "I now declare that you are the successor of the Heavenly Master. Before I die, I will pass on the Heavenly Master's degree to you."

"Ah? No, Master, it is impossible for me to take on this important task!" Tian Jinzhong was so frightened that his face turned pale. What the hell was going on? He was given a surname just because he disagreed with someone, and Zhang Zhiwei was still standing next to him! He was only in his early twenties, but he didn't want to die yet.

"Get up, or the master will beat you." The difference between the core disciples and the ordinary disciples was immediately apparent. Zhang Zhiwei pulled Tian Jinzhong up and whispered in his ear, "What are you afraid of? This is all a lie to He Songling. The surname you were given will be cancelled tomorrow because you stepped into the hall with your left foot first."

"Ah?" Tian Jinzhong was confused. "Aren't the Trinity School and us on the same side?"

"Who cares? The master has already blackmailed him. As a disciple, you have to follow him as soon as possible." Zhang Zhiwei showed his own experience and demonstrated why he was the successor of the Heavenly Master. Then he shouted at Zhang Jingqing, "That's right, He Songling, you dare to slander the successor of the Heavenly Master. If you don't leave something behind today, you will not be able to leave the Heavenly Master's Mansion!"

"Here." He Songling was happy and broke off an arm and a leg. "Is it enough? If not, I have more. I can even take off your head."

"Don't be too outrageous, Mr. He." Bao Ying once again overestimated He Songling's bottom line and once again failed miserably in terms of shamelessness. If he continued to lose like this, he might not be able to keep the title of Bao Ying.

"Don't talk nonsense, leave tens of thousands of dollars to rebuild the temple for my Tianshi Zushi and build a golden statue, otherwise I will tie you to the roof as a lightning rod." Zhang Jingqing was more direct than Zhang Zhiwei and asked for it right away. "Okay! But it's not good enough." He Songling imitated Huang Xiaoming, took two steps on his knees, and stretched out three fingers: "So, on behalf of the Sanyi Sect, I will publicly apologize to the Tianshi Mansion and admit my mistakes. As for Tian Jinzhong, when I become the sect leader, I will teach him the three levels of reverse life."

"Ah this..." Tian Jinzhong was inexplicably cueed, bewildered, "No, how come he represents the Trinity Sect? Can the third level of Reverse Life be taught so casually?"

"Anyway, it's Chief Zuo who's embarrassed. He's done this kind of thing a lot over the years. Otherwise, can't he be called a traitor to Trinity?" Zhang Zhiwei whispered beside him.

He Songling pretended not to hear and dropped his third finger: "The third one, the old Tianshi has strength and reputation, but unfortunately he can't make money. I heard that he became the richest man in Longhu Mountain by making a bag of proofs for dozens of yuan? This is not good, it's a shame for the face of our Zhengyi leader. I recently did a business with a foreigner, and I hope that Tianshi Mansion will also invest in it, just as the money we provide to the Three Pure Ones.

We already have the territories of the Wang and Lu families. If we can get through to the Tianshi Mansion, we will have the entire territory and the four provinces in our hands. Isn't that wonderful?"

"Okay! Hey, nephew, look at you, what are you doing kneeling on the ground? The gold bricks in our hall were laid by the emperor of the previous dynasty. They are so hard. Hurry up, get up."

Zhang Jingqing also demonstrated his extreme face-changing skills, and helped He Songling up. "Then who, Xiaotian, go make some tea and invite Brother He to take a seat. How can a kid this old have no eyesight?"

"No, am I Xiao Tian again?" Tian Jinzhong was stunned. For the first time, he realized the dangers of the adult world.

His old mentor didn't even wait until the next day for his left foot to step into the hall door!

But what could poor Oda do? He could only run to make tea.

"What's the matter? What kind of trouble did you encounter?" Zhang Jingqing knew that He Songling came all the way to Longhu Mountain without even informing him. He definitely didn't come to give him money. It must be something important.

"Hasn't everything been explained now?" He Songling chuckled and snatched the teapot from Tian Jinzhong to pour tea for Zhang Jingqing.

The main reason is that the company's business has been stuck recently. The investors have forced me into a corner, so I came to you for help. To be honest, I just wanted to hide. You are a bunch of foreigners, so annoying."

"Well, OK. Hey, nephew, this is it. After we get the money, we have to do a major renovation of the entire Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, rebuild the temple and build the golden statue. This is a huge project. It will take at least three to five years. I don't think it will be completed."

Zhang Jingqing blew the tea leaves and smiled slyly. How could he not know He Songling? Although he didn't know He Songling's specific style of behavior, he had been a gangster for so many years and knew what a gangster was.

Stretching, competing, and controlling the right to speak.

Zhang Jingqing could understand that. Among those who did business with him, the businessmen were purely economic relationships. With He Songling's abilities, he might even have the power to control other people's famous families.

Lu Ci was his disciple, and he had defeated the Wang family. However, the Tianshi Mansion was the only one that was still targeting someone as senior as him. He was afraid that he would rely on his strength and status to give orders recklessly and seize power.

But understanding does not mean indulgence. How have these younger generations of his disciples been manipulated by him? Even Zhang Zhiwei was bombed into the hospital. If Zhang Jingqing does not show his support, Longhushan will simply become a vassal of Sanyi Sect.

"Hehe, nothing can be hidden from the old Taoist priest." He Songling also understood what Zhang Jingqing meant, and stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point: "Please help me!"

(End of this chapter)