I Developed Stealing Pen And Exported Chinese Culture To The World

"You really!"

At this moment, Tian Zhen rushed up and kicked his third uncle.

Tianzhen was already in a state of desperation, and scolded angrily, "Do you want to play Missing all the time, just hide → all your life like this? What exactly do you want to drive?"

"What are you missing?" Wu Sansheng said with a harmless smile, "I just lay in bed for a long time, and my body is uncomfortable, so I plan to go out for a walk, for a walk.

"Pretend, keep pretending!" Tian Zhen said, "Actually, you've already woken up, right? You're just waiting for a chance to escape!!"

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder in the air was getting stronger and more and more people were watching, Qin Wanzhi pulled Naive and said in a low voice,

"Don't make noise here, we'll talk again when we get back to the ward."

There were too many people in the hall, doctors, nurses and patients all came out to watch the fun,

Tianzhen also understood that this is not a place to talk, so he dragged his third uncle and walked back on the road.

"Be honest, don't play tricks on the fat man again," Fatty Wang followed, his tone very rude,

"Third Master, I don't have the same temper as your eldest nephew, and you don't want to be stabbed in the body, and then some blood is poured out?"

Under the threat, Wu Sanxing lost his breath and followed them back to the ward.

He lay on the bed with a helpless expression.

It doesn't matter if you are naive, all the truth must be unearthed today.

Tianzhen took out a photo from his pocket and said to his third uncle, "Does it look familiar? This is a photo taken before your archaeological team went to Xisha nineteen years ago. Xie Lianhuan died in that operation."

"I went to Xisha later, and found a blood book left on the rock wall in the underwater tomb-Wu Sansheng harmed me, had nowhere to go, and died of injustice. The world is a lesson."

"The person who writes is the Jie Lianhuan!!"

Naive was a little hysterical, and asked through gritted teeth, "So tell me, did Jie Lianhuan get killed by you?!"

Facing his eldest nephew's questioning, Wu Sansheng smiled wryly several times, sighed again and again,

"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you know it, you might be even more distressed. I don't say it's for your own good. Hey, why do you have to ask the bottom line..."

Tianzhen made up her mind this time, and replied, "I brought on my troubles! Anyway, I must figure out the ins and outs, otherwise I will never let it go."

Under the fierce pursuit, Wu Sansheng was silent for a minute or two, as if he was considering whether to tell the whole story.

In the end, he sighed and chose to compromise.

"~ Yes." Wu Sansheng told Tian Zhen that he could tell the whole truth about that year, but there were two conditions.

"Hey, let me say," Fatty Wang scolded (of Li Wang), "Why are you still haggling?"

Wu Sansheng didn't care about the fat man, and continued to talk,

"First, nephew, you must swear a poisonous oath. After hearing this, you must never tell anyone, not even your parents."

"Second, I can only tell you about this, as for them..."

Wu Sansheng's eyes turned to Qin Wanzhi and Fatty Wang who were standing aside,

"They, can't.".