Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

In the current era of information development, very few people do not know whether what they do is right or wrong.

Many people do things knowing that they are wrong because they are lucky.

Especially for some behaviors that are not punishable by law or moral level, even if people know that someone did it, the law cannot do anything to that person.

This has encouraged the arrogance of such people.

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

[The ancestors never made mistakes. There is really a hell and a City God. I am not afraid, but I suddenly feel at peace. ]

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

He is over 70 years old. If you dare to argue with him or scold him, he can say anything ugly if he can scold you, and he can lie on the ground if he can't scold you. 】

【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 shadows have 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 appealing to the City God resonated with many people. Who hasn't encountered villains and evil people? In the past, they could only tolerate those who committed small evils. Now there is a chance to vent their anger. Who doesn't want it?

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

Although everyone knows 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 are so many powers of faith." The power of faith that its former host got after becoming the hottest star was far less pure than the power of faith of the boss.

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

The other new systems, who had only had one host at most, were envious, and the Night Wandering Gods who had not transformed into mouths were suspected of drooling.

They were greedy, but none of them dared to intercept any of it privately.

"Well." All the faith power that was not designated for a certain city god was gathered on Yunhua. Only the city gods with city god tablets in other city god temples did not stay in the world.

This was similar to what she had calculated.

Yunhua did not accept all of it. She returned all the faith power that was blindly generated to her.

She accepted the power of faith from those who were helped by her.

Another part was the faith power paid by those who wanted her to punish the evildoers. She would select them one by one and select those that she could use. The rest would still be returned.

The preliminary screening work was handed over to System 03.

System 03 accepted it excitedly. The more things the boss asked it to do, the more the boss trusted it.

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

The merit was sent to the underworld as usual to repair the original owner's soul.

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It was time to go home, and the gate of the elementary school was full of parents who came to pick up their children.

Almost all the parents stretched 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 Jing Hongpeng who was standing across the street from the school gate.

His sister called and said that they had found their father Jing Hongpeng. Jing Hongpeng had remarried and had a ten-year-old son.

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

After knowing what Jing Hongpeng had done over the years, he did not want to recognize Jing Hongpeng, but just couldn't help wanting to come and see him.

After seeing him, Jing Yuanming was very disappointed. Although his father was a scumbag in his memory, he looked handsome. Now he has become a greasy uncle with a big belly.

Seeing him holding an old mobile phone and looking unkempt, his life must not be very good.

He was very willing that Jing Hongpeng was not doing well, 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 not doing well outside. Was it because he and his sister were there?

Jing Hongpeng did not go back once. He went back to his hometown town to handle some documents, but he never appeared in front of him and his sister.

The gate of the elementary school opened, and the elementary school students were sent out of the school gate in order by the teacher.

"Hanghang."

Jing Hongpeng waved at Bao Jiahang and smiled widely.

This smile with 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 sips of the coffee in his hand.

As far as he could remember, Jing Hongpeng had never smiled at him and his sister like this, and had never coaxed him and his sister like this.

Bao Jiahang was talking and laughing with his classmates. When he heard Jing Yuanming's shout, his face immediately became long, and he glared at Jing Yuanming with a heavy look.

He said a few words to his classmates, and walked over angrily, "Why are you here? Didn't I say that you don't need to pick me up, because some of your classmates call me the son of a cripple.

You came even though I didn't ask you to. You just can't bear to see me live 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, the drone you wanted, Dad bought you."

After seeing the logo on the box, Bao Jiahang's face was not so long, and he even showed some joy, "You can just leave it at home, anyway, you can open it when you get home."

"Isn't this to make you 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. He threw his schoolbag to the ground and walked away with the box in his arms.

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

Jing Yuanming followed Jing Hongpeng for a while, watching Jing Hongpeng coaxing Bao Jiahang in a good mood.

His heart palpitated and his heartbeat accelerated, as if it was going to jump out of his chest.

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 had never been so patient with him and his sister. When his mother was around, he would always quarrel or fight with her. He was sometimes nice to him and his sister, and sometimes mean to them. When his mother left, he was no longer nice to them. He was always mean to them or ignored them.

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

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