Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2.

In today's world of advanced information, there are very few people who don't know whether what they are doing is right or wrong.

Many people do something even though they know it is wrong, hoping to get away with it.

Especially for some behaviors that are not serious enough to be punished or are of a moral nature, even if people know that someone did it, there is nothing that can be done about that person legally.

It has encouraged the arrogance of such people.

[See if those people are still arrogant. All crimes, big or small, will be punished by the City God. I wish those who have done bad things will be found by the Night Wandering God as soon as possible. ]

[My ancestors never made a mistake. There really is an underworld and a city god. I didn’t feel scared, but suddenly I felt at peace.]

[I hope the City God can arrest my neighbor who is rampant in the community. He has done all the things that are likely to cause disputes between neighbors. Many times he is just plain disgusting, spraying dirty water on other people's quilts that are drying out to dry, and suddenly appearing from the corner to scare children to tears.

He is over seventy years old. If you dare to argue with him or scold him, he will say anything nasty to you. If you can’t win, he will lie on the ground immediately. 】

[I don't know where to appeal to the City God. I want to see those classmates who bullied me when I was a child punished. They ruined my school days and the shadow has been with me until now. I hate them, but I can't do anything about them.]

[I also want to appeal to the City God...]

The post about wanting to file a complaint with the City God resonated with many people. Who hasn't encountered villains? In the past, we could only tolerate those who committed minor evils. Now, we have the opportunity to vent our anger. Who wouldn't want it?

No one knew how to appeal to the City God, and no one knew how to find the City God Temple in the live broadcast room, so many people went to the local City God Temple to worship and burn incense.

Although we all know that the City God worshipped in each City God Temple is not the same, it is always good to have hope.

System 03 sensed the arrival of the power of faith, "Boss, there is so much power of faith." The power of faith that its former host gained by becoming the most popular star was far less pure than that of the boss.

It was fine, after all, it had seen a lot of things in the world and had become a Cang Jiao, and had been in the spiritual world for thousands of years.

The other new systems that had only had one host at most were envious. Even the Night Wanderer who had not transformed into a mouth looked like he was drooling.

They were greedy, but no one dared to keep any for themselves.

"Yes." All the power of faith that was not assigned to a certain City God was gathered on Yunhua. The only thing left was that the City Gods in other City God Temples who had City God tablets were no longer in the world of the living.

This was pretty much what she had calculated.

Hua Hua did not accept it all. She returned all the power of faith that people blindly followed in her way.

Accepted the money from the people she helped.

Another part is the power of faith that people pay to ask her to punish the evildoers. She will select them one by one and choose those that she can take action on, and the rest will be returned the same way.

The task of preliminary screening was given to System 03.

System 03 took it over excitedly. The more tasks the boss assigned to it, the more he trusted it.

Hua traded the power of faith she received with the Heavenly Dao and exchanged it for merit.

As usual, the merits were sent to the underworld to repair the original owner's soul.

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It's time to go home from school, and the entrance to the elementary school is filled with parents who have come to pick up their children.

Almost all the parents were craning their necks to look inside the school gate.

Jing Yuanming lowered his hat visor, letting the shadow cast on his face hide his sight. He was not looking at the school gate, but at Jing Hongpeng who was standing across the street from the school gate.

The younger sister called and said that she had found their father, Jing Hongpeng, who had remarried and had a ten-year-old son.

My sister said she had come to see him, but she did not recognize Jing Hongpeng.

After knowing what Jing Hongpeng had done over the years, he didn't want to recognize Jing Hongpeng, but couldn't help but want to come and take a look.

After seeing the person, Jing Yuanming was very disappointed. In his memory, although his father was a scumbag, he looked handsome. Now he has become a greasy uncle with a big belly.

Judging from the fact that he was holding an old cell phone and looked unkempt, he must not be living a good life.

He really wanted Jing Hongpeng to have a bad life, but when he really saw it, he felt a little uncomfortable. Jing Hongpeng was not willing to go back to his hometown even though he was having a bad life outside. Was it because he and his sister were there in his hometown?

It’s not that Jing Hongpeng never went back. He went back to his hometown to get some documents, but he never appeared in front of him and his sister.

The primary school gate opened and the students were sent out of the school one by one by their teachers.

"Hanghang."

Jing Hongpeng waved at Bao Jiahang with a big smile on his face.

This smile, full of flattery and love, hurt Jing Yuanming's heart.

Jing Yuanming took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that he almost couldn't suppress, and took two gulps of the coffee in his hand.

As far as he could remember, Jing Hongpeng had never smiled at him and his sister like this, nor had he ever coaxed him and his sister like this.

Bao Jiahang was chatting and laughing with his classmates. When he heard Jing Hongpeng's shout, his face immediately became long-faced and he glared at Jing Hongpeng with a stern look.

After saying a few words to his classmates, he came over angrily, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to pick me up, because some of your classmates call me the son of a cripple?"

I didn't ask you to come, but you still came. You just can't stand seeing me living a good life."

Jing Hongpeng was used to Bao Jiahang's attitude. He handed the box in his hand to Bao Jiahang like offering a treasure, "Hanghang, look, daddy bought you the drone you wanted."

After seeing the logo on the box, Bao Jiahang's expression became less tense and he even showed some joy. "Why don't you just leave it at home? You can open it when you get home anyway."

"Isn't this just to let you be happy first? Here, Hanghang, I'll take you back." Jing Hongpeng tried to pull Bao Jiahang, but Bao Jiahang didn't let him hold him back. He threw his schoolbag to the ground and walked away first holding the box.

"This kid has a temper, just like me." Jing Hongpeng picked up his schoolbag with a smile, and ran two steps to catch up with Bao Jiahang.

Jing Yuanming followed Jing Hongpeng for a while, and watched Jing Hongpeng coax Bao Jiahang with good temper.

His heart was beating fast and it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

In fact, his body was not very adapted to coffee, and his heartbeat always accelerated after drinking it, but he wanted to keep himself highly awake and recognize the fact that Jing Hongpeng didn't care about him and his sister at all.

Jing Hongpeng has never been so patient with him and his sister. When his mother was around, he always quarreled or fought with her. He was nice to him and his sister sometimes and mean to them sometimes. But when his mother left, the niceness was gone and he was only mean to them or just ignored them.

It turns out that Jing Hongpeng can be a kind father.

If he and his sister didn't look very much like their father and grandfather, he would have doubted whether he was Jing Hongpeng's son. (End of this chapter)