Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

Lang Zhizhen had seen and heard this sentence not long ago, so he was familiar with it.

After hearing this, Lang Zhizhen was not scared, but cursed loudly, "Who the hell is pretending to be cool here!"

He has done many unscrupulous things, and there are many people around him who have done unscrupulous things with him, but no one has ever been punished by God.

He never believed in this. The talk of divine punishment was just a psychological comfort for the helpless and vulnerable groups. If there was divine punishment, would anyone dare to be greedy? Dare you use your power to defraud and profit like him?

The doctors and nurses who were diagnosing him all stared at Lang Zhizhen. After ruling out pathological factors in his legs, they suspected that it might be psychological factors. Lang Zhizhen's sudden curse made this possibility disappear. Added some basis for judgment.

Lang Zhizhen suddenly raised his hands and shouted, "Oh, my hand, my hand, it hurts, it hurts so much! Doctor, hurry up, stop the pain for me! Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

He couldn't move his legs and was in so much pain that he couldn't even roll over. He could only twist his fat upper body like a maggot with one end pinned to it.

The doctor quickly examined him again.

The examination results showed that there was nothing abnormal about Lang Zhizhen’s hands.

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Zheng Hongsheng couldn't sit still and said to Zheng Xiantong, "Director Lang said he would return it in two or three days, but it has been five days and he still hasn't returned it. Tongtong, do you think you will say that the jade pendant was lost somehow, and then Are you going to pay us ten thousand and eight thousand for your fault?"

Because he was looking for that sword, he had interacted with all kinds of people over the years. There were many cases where he said he had lost it but was actually hiding it secretly. There is no accurate price for antiques, especially jade. With Lang Zhizhen’s Due to his identity, it was too easy for him to find an expert to say that the jade pendant was only worth ten thousand or eight thousand.

In contrast, Zheng Xiantong didn't worry much, "Dad, what's the hurry? It's not that I won't report it, the time has not come yet."

She adjusted the aperture of the camera in her hand and pressed the shutter on the piece of silk.

After taking the photo, she checked the captured images.

Zheng Hongsheng saw Zheng Xiantong enter the camera and asked, "How is the captured image? Are the words still changed?"

Zheng Xiantong smiled and nodded, "I changed the angles several times, and the characters I took have changed." She showed Zheng Hongsheng the photos displayed on the camera.

The photo was taken facing the area where the message was written, and the handwriting is very clear.

But it was not exactly the same as the version of the message the father and daughter first saw.

The original message read, "From the descendants of the Zheng family, I would like to borrow the Zheng family's sword for use... and give it to the person who sheds his blood and recognizes his master..."

Now Si Juanfeng's message has changed to, "From the descendants of the Zheng family, I would like to borrow the Zheng family's sword for use... and give it to the person who opens the sword..."

In addition to the words on the message, there are other words on the silk that have changed.

Fortunately, they had seen it many times before and remembered all the changes, otherwise there would be some trouble.

The two father and daughter were shocked when they discovered that the handwriting had changed.

If the two fathers and daughters had not read every word written on the silk and clear message letter countless times, they would have thought that their memory was biased.

You know, the words on the silk were embroidered with silk threads. They changed so magically, from one word to another. The changed words were still embroidered.

This was a great thing for the two father and daughter. If anyone knew about the bloody confession, they might not be able to keep the sword.

Therefore, they were hesitant about telling the truth about the treasure, and the change in handwriting made them less worried.

In order to avoid being blinded, they took photos from various angles with their mobile phones, and the photos displayed were all changed handwritings.

Therefore, the two fathers and daughters concealed the matter of confessing their Lord by shedding blood without any burden.

Zheng Hongsheng looked at the photo and said, "It probably won't change back." Changing back again would cause a lot of trouble.

So far, they have only taken out the message written on the silk, and have not let anyone see the map.

They were afraid that if the map was leaked, someone would sneak over and dig up the treasure. It's not impossible.

Those people repeatedly asked them to hand over the silk, but they refused and said they would wait until arrangements were made.

"No. Dad, you have to believe in Mrs. Fu's methods." Zheng Xiantong said firmly.

Whether it was the blood dripping to identify the master, or the changes in the silk, both father and daughter firmly believed that Mrs. Fu had magical abilities.

This was the reason why the two of them were willing to let Director Lang borrow the sword and jade pendant after discussion.

They believed that Director Lang would not have the idea of ​​​​playing a sword. Firstly, the sword itself was not worth much, and secondly, the sword had already become famous on the Internet, and everyone knew that the sword belonged to the Zheng family.

After seeing the words in the message, "Whoever seizes the Zheng family's sword and the things that the Zheng family deserves will also be punished by God," Zheng Hongsheng suddenly became less anxious, "Now I hope that Director Lang will consider the jade pendant. Just take a look." What kind of divine punishment did he suffer? Was it like a thunderbolt from heaven?"

"It would be best if there were five thunders from heaven. Now many people should be struck by lightning." Zheng Xiantong just thought about it and thought it was impossible. She shook her head and replied to the post online.

After she posted that the Zheng family had found a treasure and was planning to live broadcast the process of digging for the treasure, she gained tens of thousands of followers.

After filtering out posts that were abusive, accusatory, and mindless, Zheng Xiantong responded to the posts that received the most attention.

The most asked question was about the relationship between Baobao and the Zheng family. Zheng Xiantong uploaded the content of the message.

Zheng Xiantong typed for a while, moved his neck, and subconsciously looked up.

Above was the roof. She didn't know what she wanted to see, but what she wanted to see was definitely not the roof.

In the distant yet very close sky, the consciousness of Heaven looked at Zheng Xiantong.

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Lang Zhizhen felt more painful than the five thunders from heaven without the divine punishment.

Lang Zhizhen complained of pain. The doctor performed various tests on him and took various films but could not find the cause.

In the end, there was nothing I could do. Even giving him painkillers didn't work very well. Lang Zhizhen was still in pain.

While he was checking Lang Zhizhen again, another patient came in, "Dr. Zhang, here comes another patient with the same disease. He also suddenly can't move his legs. Hey, this person's surname is also Lang, and his name is Lang He."

When Lang Zhizhen heard the name, he even forgot about the pain. He looked over suddenly and saw that the patient being wheeled in in a wheelchair was his son who had just graduated from college.

His mentality suddenly collapsed, and he screamed, "God's punishment! It's God's punishment! Let my son go, I don't want the jade pendant anymore! I want to surrender."

He knew why God's punishment would involve his son, because he gave him the house, car, and millions of deposits in his son's name.

A magical scene happened. As soon as he said this, the pain in his hand immediately eased a lot.

Lang Zhizhen was really scared and quickly called the police himself.