Chapter 565 Postwar Arrangements
"Okay, let's go. Take care."
He Songling's body merged with the heaven and earth, and disappeared on the spot. The only sound in the air was Guan Shihua's angry curse: "He Songling, you have lost all conscience, you are not a human being!"
But no matter what she cursed, He Songling couldn't hear it - if he heard it, he might have laughed even louder.
"You are old, but you still bully children."
Lu Huizhong's ridicule can be heard in the painting.
It was impossible for He Songling to lock everyone in the small dark room on his way back. Before, they were blocked by the status and immortal aura of Wong Tai Sin at the mountain god's place. There was nothing he could do about it. Perhaps there was also the factor of "not letting the weak know too much to prevent them from losing their Taoism faith."
But all in all, now everything is naturally relaxed.
This was the first time that the Tang Sect members felt He Songling's full-strength flying speed. Although he did not continue to merge with the heaven and earth and enter the fourth level of reverse life to travel in order to take care of these Tang Sect members, but just relying on the flying clouds and mist of the Taiqing Palace of Laoshan Mountain, combined with He Songling's Qi and body skills, even if it could not reach the speed of a civil airliner, it had the regular cruising speed of the Harmony.
Three hundred kilometers per hour, flying in a straight line in the sky. The Mengjiang County, which was later named after the hero, was only about three thousand kilometers away from the Tang Sect headquarters. With He Songling's current energy and physical strength, he could easily fly all the way for more than ten hours without stopping.
Not to mention the Kwantung Army that came to encircle and suppress them, even the people of the Tang Clan themselves did not expect that they would return to the Tang Clan headquarters on the same day they set out.
"Why don't you do something else, such as passenger or freight transport, and make more money than you do now." Tang Bingwen stood at the edge of his own sect with a complicated expression. He had never felt that the Tang Sect floor tiles that he had stepped on for seventy years were so unreal.
After coming out of the world in the painting, everyone still felt it was very unreal.
For people of this era, being in the freezing cold snowy mountains in the northeast half a day ago and being in the foggy mountains in the south half a day later is simply like a magic trick.
At this moment, seeing the expressions and gazes of the Tang Clan members and Lu Ci, He Songling felt extremely comfortable.
Who said that one can’t become an immortal after reaching the third level of rebirth?
He Songling put his hands on his hips proudly.
Being strong without being pretentious is like walking in fine clothes at night.
"You are wrong, old doorman, you know nothing about my business."
He Songling laughed when he heard what Tang Bingwen said, "When we first started doing sample research and the Japanese blocked our Old Zhong, I transported all the penicillin and weapons and ammunition with my physical body. This is one of the reasons why the group was able to thrive in the midst of war."
"Okay, I got it. Mr. He, stop showing off your wealth and come back with me." Lu Huizhong felt extremely embarrassed, as if everyone was staring at her, pointing at He Songling and saying to her, "your husband, your husband, your husband." She hurried over and pushed He Songling away.
The morning of the fourth day...
Even though He Songling flew thousands of kilometers at high speed for more than ten hours, his fourth level of reverse life determined that his physical strength could be restored almost infinitely, and he could be called the alien version of Majin Buu. He was newly married and full of love for his wife. Since Lu Huizhong took the initiative to come to him, he naturally could not let her go.
Four days later, He Songling walked out of the door refreshed, while Lu Huizhong was lying on the bed and it was difficult for her to move a finger.
Tang Bingwen sucked his teeth when he saw this guy walking towards him with his hands behind his back, "Young man, have some self-control. You can risk your life, but Xiao Lu is not as good as you..."
"I feel like you're just plain jealous of me, Lao Deng."
He Songling sat down next to him without any hesitation. He now holds a high position in the Tang Sect. After Tang Shiying completed the mission of the Sky-piercing Hole, he returned to the back mountain to live his retirement life. He now sits in the second seat of the Tang Sect, even pushing Master Hong aside.
Of course, no one in the Tang Sect, including Master Hong himself, was dissatisfied.
Just based on the battle at the Sky-piercing Hole, He Songling's strength and status were enough to impress everyone. Even Yang Lie didn't dare to raise his voice to He Songling.
"Get lost."
Tang Bingwen can empathize with Zuo Rutong more and more. This guy is really helpless. You ask him to go on a mission, and he pays you as liquidated damages. If he doesn't want to go, he won't go; you want to punish him, but he can even take the pill, so what can you use to punish him? Don't you allow Lu Huizhong to sleep with him?
Then He Songling can dismantle the Tang Sect.
Tang Bingwen could only rub his temple helplessly and said, "According to Tang Sect's practice, after completing a mission assigned by the sect, there are rewards, pensions, and promotions. This time we didn't lose anyone, and no one was even disabled, so pensions are waived. The main thing is the bounty. Since you haven't been out these few days, Lao Hong and I have made an order. You can take a look."
He Songling did not take the paper that Tang Bingwen pushed over to him.
"Twice the original amount, plus the travel expenses, mental damage compensation, lost wages, and equipment wear and tear compensation. I'll pay for it."
He stretched out his hand to stop Master Hong who was about to speak: "This trip to Toutian Cave is the aftermath of the Mianshan incident. You were hired by the Nisheng Group in Mianshan, and we have to take care of our employees' worries. As for the money, it's not that I look down on you, but the price of the Tang Sect is only a hundred times that."
"All right. It's hard to say whether the Tang Clan has been revived since you came, but it has definitely become prosperous." Although Master Hong was not used to the behavior of going out on missions and letting others cover the cost, they were in business and would not go against money. Besides, He Songling was now a member of the Tang Clan, so it was not against the rules.
"Look, Lao Hong, I've already told you that Mr. He has plenty of money, so we don't need to save it for him."
Tang Bingwen said sarcastically, "I know you don't want to get involved in other matters in the sect, so I won't mention it to you. Lao Hong and I will arrange it. You should go and see the young master of the Lu family first."
"He hasn't left yet?" He Songling looked surprised.
Lu Ci's brother was not dead, so he was not the future heir of the Lu family. But even so, as the legitimate son of the head of the Lu family, he was not an idle person. Originally, this trip from the east to the southwest, and then from the southwest to the northeast, had already taken up enough time. He Songling thought that he would have to run back as soon as he came back, but he didn't expect that he hadn't left yet.
"Waiting for you. He said that you are the most admired master in his life, and no matter how big the matter is, he has to say hello to you before leaving, otherwise it would be impolite." Tang Bingwen was a little disdainful of Lu Ci's fanatical worship of He Songling, "You should be careful, don't let the Lu family rely on our Tang Sect."
(End of this chapter)
"Okay, let's go. Take care."
He Songling's body merged with the heaven and earth, and disappeared on the spot. The only sound in the air was Guan Shihua's angry curse: "He Songling, you have lost all conscience, you are not a human being!"
But no matter what she cursed, He Songling couldn't hear it - if he heard it, he might have laughed even louder.
"You are old, but you still bully children."
Lu Huizhong's ridicule can be heard in the painting.
It was impossible for He Songling to lock everyone in the small dark room on his way back. Before, they were blocked by the status and immortal aura of Wong Tai Sin at the mountain god's place. There was nothing he could do about it. Perhaps there was also the factor of "not letting the weak know too much to prevent them from losing their Taoism faith."
But all in all, now everything is naturally relaxed.
This was the first time that the Tang Sect members felt He Songling's full-strength flying speed. Although he did not continue to merge with the heaven and earth and enter the fourth level of reverse life to travel in order to take care of these Tang Sect members, but just relying on the flying clouds and mist of the Taiqing Palace of Laoshan Mountain, combined with He Songling's Qi and body skills, even if it could not reach the speed of a civil airliner, it had the regular cruising speed of the Harmony.
Three hundred kilometers per hour, flying in a straight line in the sky. The Mengjiang County, which was later named after the hero, was only about three thousand kilometers away from the Tang Sect headquarters. With He Songling's current energy and physical strength, he could easily fly all the way for more than ten hours without stopping.
Not to mention the Kwantung Army that came to encircle and suppress them, even the people of the Tang Clan themselves did not expect that they would return to the Tang Clan headquarters on the same day they set out.
"Why don't you do something else, such as passenger or freight transport, and make more money than you do now." Tang Bingwen stood at the edge of his own sect with a complicated expression. He had never felt that the Tang Sect floor tiles that he had stepped on for seventy years were so unreal.
After coming out of the world in the painting, everyone still felt it was very unreal.
For people of this era, being in the freezing cold snowy mountains in the northeast half a day ago and being in the foggy mountains in the south half a day later is simply like a magic trick.
At this moment, seeing the expressions and gazes of the Tang Clan members and Lu Ci, He Songling felt extremely comfortable.
Who said that one can’t become an immortal after reaching the third level of rebirth?
He Songling put his hands on his hips proudly.
Being strong without being pretentious is like walking in fine clothes at night.
"You are wrong, old doorman, you know nothing about my business."
He Songling laughed when he heard what Tang Bingwen said, "When we first started doing sample research and the Japanese blocked our Old Zhong, I transported all the penicillin and weapons and ammunition with my physical body. This is one of the reasons why the group was able to thrive in the midst of war."
"Okay, I got it. Mr. He, stop showing off your wealth and come back with me." Lu Huizhong felt extremely embarrassed, as if everyone was staring at her, pointing at He Songling and saying to her, "your husband, your husband, your husband." She hurried over and pushed He Songling away.
The morning of the fourth day...
Even though He Songling flew thousands of kilometers at high speed for more than ten hours, his fourth level of reverse life determined that his physical strength could be restored almost infinitely, and he could be called the alien version of Majin Buu. He was newly married and full of love for his wife. Since Lu Huizhong took the initiative to come to him, he naturally could not let her go.
Four days later, He Songling walked out of the door refreshed, while Lu Huizhong was lying on the bed and it was difficult for her to move a finger.
Tang Bingwen sucked his teeth when he saw this guy walking towards him with his hands behind his back, "Young man, have some self-control. You can risk your life, but Xiao Lu is not as good as you..."
"I feel like you're just plain jealous of me, Lao Deng."
He Songling sat down next to him without any hesitation. He now holds a high position in the Tang Sect. After Tang Shiying completed the mission of the Sky-piercing Hole, he returned to the back mountain to live his retirement life. He now sits in the second seat of the Tang Sect, even pushing Master Hong aside.
Of course, no one in the Tang Sect, including Master Hong himself, was dissatisfied.
Just based on the battle at the Sky-piercing Hole, He Songling's strength and status were enough to impress everyone. Even Yang Lie didn't dare to raise his voice to He Songling.
"Get lost."
Tang Bingwen can empathize with Zuo Rutong more and more. This guy is really helpless. You ask him to go on a mission, and he pays you as liquidated damages. If he doesn't want to go, he won't go; you want to punish him, but he can even take the pill, so what can you use to punish him? Don't you allow Lu Huizhong to sleep with him?
Then He Songling can dismantle the Tang Sect.
Tang Bingwen could only rub his temple helplessly and said, "According to Tang Sect's practice, after completing a mission assigned by the sect, there are rewards, pensions, and promotions. This time we didn't lose anyone, and no one was even disabled, so pensions are waived. The main thing is the bounty. Since you haven't been out these few days, Lao Hong and I have made an order. You can take a look."
He Songling did not take the paper that Tang Bingwen pushed over to him.
"Twice the original amount, plus the travel expenses, mental damage compensation, lost wages, and equipment wear and tear compensation. I'll pay for it."
He stretched out his hand to stop Master Hong who was about to speak: "This trip to Toutian Cave is the aftermath of the Mianshan incident. You were hired by the Nisheng Group in Mianshan, and we have to take care of our employees' worries. As for the money, it's not that I look down on you, but the price of the Tang Sect is only a hundred times that."
"All right. It's hard to say whether the Tang Clan has been revived since you came, but it has definitely become prosperous." Although Master Hong was not used to the behavior of going out on missions and letting others cover the cost, they were in business and would not go against money. Besides, He Songling was now a member of the Tang Clan, so it was not against the rules.
"Look, Lao Hong, I've already told you that Mr. He has plenty of money, so we don't need to save it for him."
Tang Bingwen said sarcastically, "I know you don't want to get involved in other matters in the sect, so I won't mention it to you. Lao Hong and I will arrange it. You should go and see the young master of the Lu family first."
"He hasn't left yet?" He Songling looked surprised.
Lu Ci's brother was not dead, so he was not the future heir of the Lu family. But even so, as the legitimate son of the head of the Lu family, he was not an idle person. Originally, this trip from the east to the southwest, and then from the southwest to the northeast, had already taken up enough time. He Songling thought that he would have to run back as soon as he came back, but he didn't expect that he hadn't left yet.
"Waiting for you. He said that you are the most admired master in his life, and no matter how big the matter is, he has to say hello to you before leaving, otherwise it would be impolite." Tang Bingwen was a little disdainful of Lu Ci's fanatical worship of He Songling, "You should be careful, don't let the Lu family rely on our Tang Sect."
(End of this chapter)
