Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 95: Capturing He Songling

"Be careful."

Zhang Jingqing was happy. "That's right. How can you repay kindness with kindness? Brother Zuo, this child doesn't look like the one you taught him. He looks like me."

"That's fine. Give me Zhang Zhiwei, and I'll send this traitor of mine to Mount Longhu to be the Heavenly Master. He knows the Golden Light Curse anyway." Zuo Rutong said calmly. After so many years of torture from He Songling, Zhang Jingqing's trash talk was nothing to him.

"Oh no, no!" When Zuo Ruotong said this, Zhang Jingqing seemed to have thought of something, and his face was full of the same expression as Taishang Laojun who saw the monkey, "My thunder method!"

……

"My thunder method, with three yang thunders striking down, will definitely force He Songling to exit the third level of reverse life."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the group of masked people with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Everyone, I don't care who you are, whether you are from the righteous sect or the whole world, as long as you can restrain He Songling and prevent him from using the escape method, I am sure that I can chop him to lose his fighting ability. Then the promise of Tianshi Mansion will be fulfilled!"

All the righteous sects sent their leaders to Mount Longhu to find Zhang Jingqing to inquire about the situation, and to try to find out indirectly whether they could get the Tianshi Mansion to take the lead in capturing He Songling and torture him to find out what "magic skill" he had that could learn other people's Qi circulation.

In secret, those decent people who did the dirty work, as well as some of the real Quan Xing, all came before Zhang Zhiwei.

It is easy to tell if someone is Quan Xing or not. If they cover their face, they are not Quan Xing. Quan Xing never hide anything. At least, stealing other people's skills is a kind of honor and even a kind of carnival for them.

You don't need to ask who those people with their faces are.

In fact, Zhang Zhiwei really hated this kind of hypocrisy, and he wanted to use his thunder magic to kill all of them on the spot. But after all, he was not the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei of the 21st century. If these people really rushed over, he might not be able to kill them all.

If a few of them escaped and the news spread, not only would the reputation of Longhu Mountain and Sanyi Sect be affected, but their plan to exorcise the demon would also be aborted.

Zhang Zhiwei relied on his feet being blown off by He Songling's grenade to force himself to suppress the urge to attack.

"Good! Good! Fellow Daoist Zhang is indeed amazing, worthy of being the future Heavenly Master!"

A masked man in the crowd shouted, "Let's not talk about anything else. We will definitely cooperate with you with all our strength. But there is one thing we must make clear first. With so many of us together, if we capture He Songling, who will get the credit?"

"Tsk, is there any need to ask? Naturally, whoever catches it owns it." Someone nearby sneered.

"So even if I beat He Songling so badly that he was dying and let him run away, and I took advantage of him when he was unconscious, it would be your contribution and it has nothing to do with me?" The man who spoke first sneered, "Then who will contribute? Let's just watch He Songling run away."

"So what do you say? Besides, you said you beat him, so it was you who beat him? I also said that it was He Songling's old injury from being struck by the thunder magic of the Tianshi Mansion that relapsed, and he fell on the side of the road!" The man obviously did not believe it.

"What a bunch of hypocrites, damn funny. This is just a matter of putting your head on your belt, why are you pretending to be such a jerk?"

A real Quanxing nearby couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up: "Do you think He Songling is so easy to catch? How many people have been killed in both the black and white worlds these days? You haven't even met the person, but you're thinking about sharing the credit first? You are really a group of hypocrites!" "Bullshit! I'm also Quanxing, who are you slandering as being righteous?" A group of masked people glared at the Quanxing man.

"What, a challenge?" Although Quan Xing was scheming among themselves, they were united when facing the outside world. In an instant, the Quan Xing members who were not masked also gathered together to confront the group of righteous people who were hiding their heads and showing their tails.

"It's true. Whoever catches He Songling gets it. If you don't agree, just snatch it from me!" Quan Xing, who had made the sarcastic remarks at the beginning, sneered, "You don't think that once you catch He Songling, the game is over and you can just wait to go to Mount Longhu to complete the mission, right? You've come out to rob and kill people, but you still follow these rules. If you're not a righteous person, then who is? If you're not a hypocrite, then who is?"

"This……"

This group of pretending to be righteous people left this Quanxing disciple speechless.

"Everyone." Zhang Zhiwei used all his energy to suppress the noisy arguments of the crowd. "I think what my brother said is right. It depends on your ability to capture He Songling. In addition, I would like to remind you that since you are all Quan Xing, if you bring He Songling to Longhu Mountain, you must be prepared to be captured by Longhu Mountain along with He Songling. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"Hahaha! Great!" Everyone in Quanxing laughed heartily. A burly man laughed strangely and said, "I think in this whole righteous world, only you, Zhang Zhiwei, are the one who treats me the way I do. If you can't make it in Longhu Mountain in the future, come to Quanxing to find me. I will recommend you to be an elder!"

"Fuck!"

A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck the sturdy man directly, burning his entire body black and smoking. It was obvious that he was dead.

"Humph." Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the man and snorted coldly: "The Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion wants to surrender to Quan Xing? Who gave you the courage? Besides, what is my identity? Do I need your recommendation?"

Zhang Zhiwei was so happy. He had wanted to take action for a long time. Taking advantage of this man's rude words, he finally had the chance to establish his authority and used thunder magic to give him a ruthless blow. He was full of evil spirit. Zhang Zhiwei could tell at a glance that this man was not a good person. He had killed at least two dozen people. Killing him would only be considered getting rid of harm.

As expected, when Zhang Zhiwei revealed this move, everyone took a few steps back in fear and remained silent.

"Okay, I'll count on you all! I'll act accordingly and work with you to find He Songling. He's not far from Longhu Mountain, so we can't let him get to Fujian. Otherwise, with the help of the Sanyi Sect, it will be very difficult for us to deal with him!"

"It's difficult, if it's difficult, then don't do it!" The righteous people are specially out to do the dirty work. They are not good at other things, but they are good at flattering and fanning the flames. "We are willing to follow Taoist Zhang and kill the Sanyi Sect together and kill his entire family. He dared to send spies to the Tianshi Mansion. I don't know how he can send spies now that his lair is gone!"

"Zi la..."

"Oh, wrong, wrong, wrong!" The man who was shouting saw the lightning in Zhang Zhiwei's hand, quickly retracted his head, turned his back, and began to direct others loudly: "Did you hear what Taoist Zhang said? Search carefully and make sure He Songling does not escape from Jiangxi!"

"Hoohoo!"

No one listened to his nonsense, and both the good and evil factions dispersed in unison.

(End of this chapter)