Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 37 Golden Hook Huang Fang

"Huh... Good fellow, all those who can perform body illusion have come out. The Tang Sect is indeed extremely dangerous."

He Songling wiped the sweat from his forehead, not realizing at all that he had brought danger to the people of Tang Sect. He had been ambushing Tang Sect disciples everywhere these past few days, causing panic among the people in Tang Sect. Everyone had the same response, that they had been knocked unconscious without even seeing a human figure, as if they had seen a ghost.

This made all the Tang Sect disciples clamor to kill He Songling at first, and then there was omnipresent fear. Some people were transformed from fear into irrational anger, and it has developed to the point where they point at the sky and curse Zuo Rutong in the Tang Sect every day, shouting that they want to destroy the Sanyi Sect.

It was precisely because of this that the Tang Clan had waited in the woods early using the Illusion Body Barrier. If they didn't talk to He Songling, nearly half of the young disciples in the Tang Clan would be driven insane.

Who would have thought that He Songling had used fire escape to travel more frequently than eating in recent years. In his hands, this method was so proficient that it was almost like opening a door of any place. He pushed the door open and left. Before he could come out of the illusion, He Songling had disappeared.

"The people of the Tang Sect are preparing to fight to the death. Are the sect's rules really that strict? This shouldn't be the case. Tang Bingwen is a person who can take advantage of loopholes..."

He Songling sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning as he thought, "I can't go to the Tang Sect's mountain gate anytime soon, otherwise I might be greeted by the Dan-devouring fire net. I have to keep the Eight Directions Reversal open at all times to prevent anyone from using the Illusion Body Barrier to approach me. It's really too difficult for one person to face one sect... huh?"

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a jump in his Niwan Palace.

"Old Song is in trouble." He Songling exhaled a mouthful of white air and his body disappeared into nothingness.

At the same time, on the Shushan Mountain Road, three people were looking at the ground in surprise.

"Disappeared? How is that possible!" The three of them lined up like a cell phone signal. The tallest one was about 1.92 meters tall. He widened his eyes and looked at the ground in disbelief. "How could an ordinary person have such a method?"

The man in the middle had a blank expression on his face and calm eyes. It was unknown what he was thinking.

The shortest man spoke up: "Humph, it doesn't matter. We've already got his money anyway." Unlike the two tall men who were wearing bamboo hats, the short man only had a turban on his head. He had a rat-like head, slanting eyes, tree-like eyebrows, and a circle of stubble around his three-petal mouth.

With this image, you don't need to act out any petty thieves, illegal vendors, or hooligans, just stick to it.

In fact, he was not a good person. Just now, the three of them passed by on the mountain road of Shushan and saw a middle-aged man with a cowardly face. He was not very eye-catching at first, but he was wearing new clothes. The dwarf immediately concluded that he must have money on him and proposed to kill him and rob him of his money.

Just when they were about to kill the man, a white mist rose from his body and then disappeared, shocking the three of them.

The dwarf opened the bundle in his hand, counted the money, and was so happy that his squinting eyes were reduced to a slit. "Well, this guy is quite rich, more than 200 dollars. It's a pity for his clothes, which are still covered with patches."

Indeed, the jacket that the dwarf was wearing had three patches on it, making him look particularly poor among the three men. No wonder he wanted to kill people and rob them of their money.

"Let's go!" The dwarf put the bag on his back, turned around and left, and the two tall men followed.

After the three people disappeared, a voice came from a treetop far away: "Brother Dong, are you sure?"

"That's absolutely right, Xiao Xu, a Quan Xing demon." Two figures, one tall and one short, jumped down from the tree. The tall one frowned and said angrily, "The short one is Huang Fang, the Golden Hook! I don't know the other two."

"He is a beast who kills for money. He deserves to be killed by everyone." The two men walked to where the man who had just been robbed was lying, holding their chins with their hands and thinking, "But how did that man escape?"

"Xiao Xu, go back first and report this to the head of the sect." Brother Dong said. "I won't go back. I have to get rid of these three Quan Xing monsters." Xiao Xu's eyes were filled with anger. "They robbed and killed people at the foot of the Tang Sect Mountain. They must die."

"Tsk, kid, you're so arrogant?" Brother Dong sneered, "You want to get rid of the three of them? Even if we join forces, we can't beat the golden hook alone. What's more, the Tang Sect is ambushing that..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Xu's face darkened. "I heard that many of my fellow disciples were killed. No one was watching. He made the whole sect in turmoil."

"I know you dare to provoke these Quan Xing again, so just run back home obediently." Brother Dong said angrily.

"Hey, you don't understand this. The more this happens, the more we have to chase them. It would be best if we could watch the three Quan Xings and He Songling fight each other, and then we can take advantage of the situation from behind!" Xiao Xu laughed, "We can kill Quan Xing and avenge Tingfeng at the same time. We can get rid of two evils at once. Isn't that a happy death?"

"That's possible." Brother Dong thought for a moment and lay on the ground to check the traces. "Looking at the footprints, they went to the left, which shows that they are not familiar with this place and took a long detour. If that's the case, they would not know that the only resting inn on the left mountain road is run by our Tang Sect's people."

"Brother Dong, you mean..."

"Hehe...hehehe..." Brother Dong laughed sinisterly.

"Can it be cured?" He Songling asked the British doctor in the hospital in Mianyang City.

"Okay. Oh, his injuries are really serious. If you come a little later, he might not be able to be cured." The British doctor nodded and said, "Prepare for the operation. Nurse, go and prepare the blood type test and blood transfusion."

"It's okay, it's okay." He Songling breathed a sigh of relief. Old Song was the unlucky guy targeted by Golden Hook Huang Fang. Perhaps because Old Song was an ordinary person, Golden Hook Huang Fang did not use any extraordinary means, it was just a simple physical injury.

The reason why Old Songtou was able to survive was naturally He Songling's trick. When He Songling was taken by Old Songtou to find the Tang Sect in those days, he planted a "fire seed" on him for positioning. The Fire Escape Fire Seed of Huo De Sect was purely a positioning method, but the one left by He Songling using the Qi of Reverse Life was different.

He could remotely control his severed hand, so he could also remotely control the remaining Qi. He thought about making a fire and grilling meat on the way, who knows if there are any large carnivorous beasts in the Shu Mountain. The Tang Sect seemed to have cleaned up quite well, but what if there were some fish that slipped through the net? Don't let Old Song die because of your own fault.

So He Songling expanded the Qi of the "fire seed" a little bit. When he was fatally injured, this Qi would take effect and move Old Song a short distance. After He Songling noticed it, he rushed over directly with the fire escape and took him to the hospital using the escape method.

He Songling didn't expect that the means he left behind would be used so soon, and he didn't expect that the one who almost took Old Song's life was not a ferocious beast, but robbers and bandits.

"Are all the Tang Clan members a bunch of losers? How could such a thing happen right at the foot of their own mountain?" He Songling stood up, intending to help the Tang Clan sweep away the dust. This would also be an argument to despise them during the negotiations.

Unexpectedly, just after He Songling took a few steps, the voice of the British doctor came from behind him: "He, wait a moment, there is another very important matter!"

The doctor's voice was extremely serious, which made He Songling stunned. He turned around and asked, "How important is it?"

"If we can't do this, the wounded man will die." The doctor's face was extremely solemn, and He Songling's heart was lifted. "Don't worry, I will do my best. What is it?"

"Please go and pay the fee, otherwise we can't do the surgery. One hundred and eighty dollars, no bargaining."

"Plop!" He Songling tripped and fell to the ground. "Golden Grandet!"

(End of this chapter)