"Take the initiative?" President Pan was stunned for a moment, and repeated it softly in his mouth.

He seemed to have woken up, and his whole person's spirit was shocked, and he asked, "How to take the initiative?" ”

His plan for Mikawa is very bold, but when it comes to specific actions, he is passive and conservative.

Whether it is the use of Kan Yue or the positioning of Meng Zhou, it is an arrangement on the defensive side.

Could it be that he doesn't want to be more proactive?

The main reason is not that he didn't expect it, but that he has insufficient confidence in him Meng Zhou.

-- This lack of confidence can be divided into two aspects: one is the lack of confidence in his strength, and the other is the lack of confidence in the relations between the two sides.

He was worried that he would ask too much of "Zhuang Daoyou" and lose this collaborator. Naturally, he didn't dare to make too many demands on him and have too many expectations.

just regarded him as a force that could be used to cover the bottom at a critical moment, and even how much "Zhuang Daoyou" could do for him, he had no bottom in his heart.

At this moment, Meng Zhou took the initiative to say such a choice, which naturally lifted President Pan's spirits.

Meng Zhou said: "The first step is to find out the perpetrator. ”

Chairman Pan, who could have been sitting quietly across from him, suddenly stood up when he heard this, and exclaimed, "Can you find out the real culprit?" ”

Now, Mikawa is boiling over a sudden accident, and the situation could spiral out of control at any moment.

At this moment, the core work of the Sanchuan Society is to ensure the safety of other beast pens and avoid more demon beasts from being harmed.

Don't they want to catch the murderer?

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

As soon as the incident occurred, several fake Dan vice presidents of the Sanchuan Society rushed to the scene, and they used various means, but they failed to catch a trace.

It was so clean.

Meng Zhou nodded lightly and said, "I can try." ”

President Pan said excitedly: "Mr. Zhuang, if you can really find out the perpetrators, the rest of the matter will be much easier. ”

He couldn't help but even start to think that if he could hold such a card in his hand on this premise, the impact of this turmoil could be minimized.

Moreover, no matter how much wind and waves there are, it will be difficult to affect him.

Because he took the initiative to show great strength and solved problems that no one else could solve, then he should be respected by everyone.

In addition, President Pan had some different thoughts in his heart.

If this accident slowed down the growth progress of the Sanchuan Plateau Spirit Vein, if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is not a bad thing for him.

This means that the "cake date" that everyone is thinking about will be postponed, and for him, the longer the time is delayed, the more beneficial it will be.

Because he has a card called Ding Ning.

President Pan pondered in his heart, and Meng Zhou stared at President Pan.

When he came back to his senses, Meng Zhou said: "In this case, you can go back to the headquarters first." ”

President Pan nodded: "Okay, then the old man will wait for the good news of Mr. ”

He originally had a lot to say and wanted to ask, but if he thought about it carefully, these were all unnecessary, and everything would be done by waiting for the result of "Mr. Zhuang's" feedback.

Thinking like this, he was going to leave incognito.

At this moment, the voice of "Mr. Zhuang" came from behind him.

"I'll give you a ride."

"No, no, no." President Ban refused.

However, the next moment, he felt that his shoulders had been grabbed, making him unable to move.

Then he saw that the earth under his feet seemed to be blurred, and the figure holding him beside him sank with him to the earth.

Then he felt himself moving rapidly under the earth.

But for him, he couldn't feel anything but moving fast, and there was silence and darkness around him.

He didn't know where he was going, or how deep underground.

It hadn't been long since he had experienced this shocking and novel experience before he felt his speed slow down, and then he seemed to float towards the ground.

Finally, under the gentle push of a force, President Pan found himself standing at the door of the headquarters.

He was stunned for a moment, looked down at the solid ground under his feet, and stomped lightly with his foot, only before the curious eyes of others looked over, did he activate the token, open the formation, and strode inward.

This time, President Pan was sent back to the door, not by Meng Zhou himself, but by using the Earth Spirit Lotus clone.

The reason why he sent him off in person was, of course, for his safety.

Although he did a very careful cover-up, who knows if there will be any accidents when he runs around outside at this time.

Another one, it can be regarded as taking the opportunity to show his strength a little and calm his heart.

Meng Zhou manipulated the Earth Spirit Lotus clone to return, but instead of taking immediate action to chase down the perpetrator, he was thinking about another matter.

From Chairman Pan's expression and words, it can be seen that the top management of the Sanchuan Society is still confused about who caused this disaster, and they do not know who the culprit is.

It is precisely for this reason that the suspicion and tension between each other have intensified, and the situation in Sanchuan Plateau has become more and more confusing.

Any spark could make the situation even worse.

It is possible to become a second Hongliang Bay.

And with the number of foundations and the complexity of the ingredients that Sanchuan Plateau is now gathering, and a large number of fake Dan powerhouses are mixed in, if it really evolves to the point where Hongliang Bay was at the beginning, whether it is the number of dead people or the damage caused to Sanchuan Plateau, it will be more serious than the one in Hongliang Bay.

And this is what makes Meng Zhou feel a little strange.

Because he is very sure that in addition to him, there are a group of people who can lock down the real culprit as soon as they know about this sudden disaster.

This group of people is Tu Baiyao, Fake Dan Lao Yu and other blue-blooded original monks.

They and the Sanchuan Society are cooperative allies, and if such a big thing happens, it stands to reason that they should inform the senior management of the Sanchuan Society of this news in time.

To really say that, in this sudden disaster, the losses suffered by the Blue Blood Army were no less than those of the Sanchuan Society.

The main reason for the loss of the Sanchuan Society is that the spiritual vein cultivation plan of the Sanchuan Plateau is likely to be frustrated as a result.

In contrast, the losses of the Blue Blood Army were more realistic.

Because according to the cooperation agreement between the Sanchuan Society and the Blue Blood Army, these demon beasts provided by the Blue Blood Army to assist in farming, increase production and efficiency, such as the Earth-shaking Mangniu and the Rainforest Black Toad, are not directly under the name of the Sanchuan Society, but are handed over to the Sanchuan Society as assets of the Blue Blood Army for specific operation and operation.

The additional income brought by these demon beasts will be distributed by the Blue Blood Army and the Sanchuan Society according to the agreement.

Now, more than 80 of the earth-shaking bulls were killed at one time, and more than 60 of the rainforest black toads were hung up, which was a big loss for the Blue Blood Army!

The loss is no less than that of the Blue Blood Plain when it encounters a beast tide!

In this case, the Blue Blood Army remained silent and concealed the news, which seemed very strange.

Those who are only half-aware of this matter may speculate about what is wrong with this, and even doubt the position of the Blue Blood Army.

But for Meng Zhou, who knew almost all the key inside information, he knew that the grudge between the Blue Blood Army and the Spirit Master was unmistakable, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was not an exaggeration.

After pondering it carefully, Meng Zhou thought of a possibility.

At the end of September, after receiving a reminder from himself, and vaguely stated that if this problem is not solved, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he will cut off contact with the Blue Blood Army in the future.

He didn't know what kind of chicken, fly, dog jump would go through inside the Blue Blood Army after he left, but he could probably guess that the Blue Blood Army would inevitably launch a crazy pursuit of that spirit master.

What kind of battle of wits and courage and secret battles have been experienced by both sides, Meng Zhou does not know.

But what can be seen is that today, more than two months later, that spirit master came fiercely, hitting the vital points of Sanchuan Plateau and Bi Xueyuan at the same time.

At this time, if the Blue Blood Army shared information about the Spirit Trainer with its allies, the Sanchuan Society, what kind of inference would the Sanchuan Society be able to obtain?

"Oh, it turns out that this operation is not aimed at our Sanchuan Plateau, but against your Blue Blood Army!"

"We are implicated!"

"We're all behind you!"

"No, we can't just admit it, we have to talk about it carefully!"

In this case, the Blue Blood Army will take the initiative to poke this matter out if it is stupid.

After drawing out such a vein, Meng Zhou was also a little crying and laughing.

But after thinking about it carefully, Meng Zhou found that it was better for him to pretend that he didn't know anything.

Because once the Blue Blood Army and Chairman Pan start "intelligence reconciliation", the two vests of "Mr. Zhuang" on President Pan's side and "Mr. Ge" on the side of the Blue Blood Army are likely to fall to the ground at the same time.

A very simple reason, is it more likely that there will be one demon in a small Sanchuan Plateau, or is it more likely that two demons will appear at the same time?

If this can only be regarded as speculation, a closer look at the cooperation between him and the Blue Blood Army and President Pan shows that many of the contents are strongly complementary and related.

The Blue Blood Army didn't know that he had a dual cultivation of the Law Body, but he purchased a large amount of demon beast meat through the Blue Blood Army.

For another example, President Pan didn't know that he was a pharmacist, an alchemist, a rune array master, and a refiner, but he had put a lot of effort into getting a complete set of third-order professional inheritances from the Professionals Association for him.

Anyway, as long as the two sides start "intelligence reconciliation", there is a high probability that his two identities will be merged into one.

Although, it doesn't seem to be much of a problem for him.

But the degree of evil is still a little too dazzling.

Whether it is "Mr. Zhuang" or "Mr. Ge", the performance is already very exaggerated.

If these two identities were combined, it would be a trivial matter to shock the jaws of President Pan, Tu Baiyao and others, and Meng Zhou was only worried that this would attract the attention of Qingxuanzong.

And before he successfully married the Dan, Meng Zhou didn't want to be directly noticed by the eyes of Qingxuanzong's existence.

Therefore, even if these two identities will eventually be associated with each other, he still hopes to postpone this time until after Yudan.

After sorting out such a series of dark lines in his heart, Meng Zhou paid attention to this spirit master.

In order to be able to practice quietly, for the sake of the stability of the overall situation of Sanchuan Plateau, it is very necessary to find out this person.

However, Meng Zhou did not take immediate action.

Since he knew that the other party had an unusually sharp intuition about danger, of course he couldn't just track the past so aggressively.

For him, finding the traces of the other party is not the most difficult.

The hardest part is to get the other person under control before they become alert and slip away.

Meng Zhou began another temporary cramming.

He took out the inheritance jade slip, and it took more than an hour to successfully learn the skill of "Wind Whispering".

"The Wind Whispers Entry 0/500"

In fact, he already has "sincere foreknowledge", and learning this skill is somewhat repetitive.

However, in order to better understand the characteristics of this type of skill, he decided to try it himself.

Moreover, if this skill is cultivated to perfection, the profession of soul master can also benefit to some extent.

After getting started with this skill, Meng Zhou began to devote all his mental energy to the cultivation of this skill.

In the third year of junior high school, Meng Zhou, who had practiced for most of the day, gained 3,600 points of experience in this skill, completed the accumulation of entry, junior success, and small success, and advanced to Dacheng.

"Wind Roar Dacheng 100/4000"

The fourth year of junior high school.

Meng Zhou, who had practiced all day, gained 4,500 points of experience again, completed the accumulation of Dacheng, and became a master.

It can be clearly felt that as his cultivation has been promoted to the ninth layer of foundation building, the soul master profession has also reached the late stage of the second-order upper grade, and with the increasing number of second-order perfection skills he has mastered, he is becoming more and more comfortable in cultivating new skills.

Coupled with the sufficient replenishment of demon beast meat, there is a steady stream of mana for him to "burn", and the experience gained per unit of time has been greatly improved compared to the past.

"Rumor Master 600/8000"

The sixth day of the first month.

The rumors completed the accumulation of masters and advanced to the grandmaster, "Grandmaster 1600/16000"

The tenth day of the first month, early in the morning.

Because of the high-intensity cultivation and excessive mental energy consumption, Meng Zhou went back to the meditation room to rest for two hours, and with the method of Hundred Tricks Thunder Sound, his state was completely recovered.

However, just as he walked out of the ashram.

A group of flying magic spells that had been blocked out of the quiet room fell into his hands.

【？？？ 】

This is Kan Yue's message, there is no specific content in it, only a questioning emotion.

In the hands of others, I don't know why.

But Meng Zhou understood in seconds, this was the progress of what Kan Yue Dai Pan asked about what he had promised before.

It is also a silent urging.

Meng Zhou understands this very well, and it is not easy for President Pan to hold back until today to vaguely remind him.

"He must be under a lot of pressure right now."

Meng Zhou thought so in his heart, and his expression became solemn.

"It's almost time, try to get this done today."

Today is the 10th day of December, which is also the deadline he has set himself.

Otherwise, if there is no result today, it will be difficult for him to do it himself.

Meng Zhou had already made up his mind that even if he failed to cultivate the skill of Wind and Crane to perfection, he would end the matter today.

"But...... OK. ”

Meng Zhou looked at the current state of the skill of Wind Crane and thought so in his heart.

"Grandmaster 15100/16000"

After about four more hours of cultivation, Meng Zhou completed the accumulation of the Grandmaster level, and the rumors successfully advanced to consummation.

With the completion of this skill, a steady stream of new cognitions and new insights poured into Meng Zhou's heart.

Meng Zhou felt that he had turned into a strange creature at this moment.

Around his body, a layer of fluffy and silky invisible hairs grew.

These invisible long hairs are all extensions of his consciousness.

They are like aquatic plants in the sea, and lily grass on the cliffs, they can keenly feel the changes in the ocean currents under the calm surface, and any slightest wind will leave traces on them.

As soon as the currents suddenly swelled and the wind was fierce, they would instantly feed back the bad weather outside to his heart.

Meng Zhou focused his attention on these perceptual long beards, feeling their subtle rhythms.

As he focused his attention on the more obvious rhythm in it, he seemed to vaguely hear a few Qi cultivators talking about himself.

Meng Zhou immediately knew the identities of these Qi cultivators, they were all subordinates recruited by Yang Chong, and they lived in the front yard to irrigate and work for themselves.

The distance between the two sides in a straight line is no more than two hundred meters.

So, when it is obvious that they are talking about themselves, these "perceptual whiskers" are like being blown by a breeze.

Then, Meng Zhou felt a little anxious on another perceptual long beard.

More subtle, more ambiguous.

Combined with all kinds of information these days, Meng Zhou knew that this was most likely President Pan talking about himself at the headquarters of the Sanchuan Society dozens of miles away.

It's just that because the distance is too far, and his chatter does not hinder the safety of his life, the performance is very subtle.

However, it can be said that it is very magical to be able to cross such a distance and associate the two ends of "other" and "this".

Through continuous exploration, Meng Zhou gradually summed up the characteristics of this ability.

As the wind and rumors have cultivated this skill to perfection, the insights and experience that Meng Zhou has gained have allowed him to surpass this skill itself.

What he saw was this type of skill.

They may have different names and different cultivation methods, but the "truth" they point to is the same source.

"If we want to talk about the principle of essence, it should be the universal connection of things."

"At this time, if someone is obviously hostile to me, and they are extremely strong, they pose a threat to me.

The moment he thought about it, it was like a huge wave and wind suddenly set off at me. ”

"Compared with the sincere foreknowledge, the advantages and disadvantages are obvious.

Sincere foreknowledge is to predict in advance, which can have more adequate responses and a wider scope.

This skill is 'instantaneous', and only when the other person reacts, can I receive a reaction.

It's like I have to punch the other side first before I can feel it.

However, Zhicheng Foreknowledge can roughly judge that I will be punched before the opponent throws a punch.

However, it is precisely for this reason that the feedback of Sincere Foreknowledge is more chaotic and ambiguous, while the feedback of the skill of Wind Whisper is more accurate.

It can be regarded as having its own advantages and disadvantages. ”

After having such a deep insight into the principle of this skill, Meng Zhou also had a clear understanding of its shortcomings.

"The difference in strength between the two sides, the distance between them, and the strength of the hostility can all have an impact on this induction."

"But that's not the most important thing."

"There is a fatal flaw in this kind of skill!"

"This kind of skill, no matter how the shell changes, has a minimalist model at its core.

In this model, there must be two beings, one being 'I' and the other being 'he'.

It is only when 'his' thoughts lock on to 'me' that 'I' will react violently like a cat's fried hair. ”

Here, there are two keys, one is "he" and the other is "thought locking".

And every key can be the key to cracking.

For example, "he".

If there must be a "he" to trigger a reaction, what if there is no "he"?

For example, there is a meteorite falling from the sky above your head, and a volcano that is about to erupt at your feet, and you are about to die, but this kind of skill will fail.

Another example is "thought locking".

Since you have to lock on to "me" in order to react, it's better not to lock on to "me" and lock elsewhere.

As long as the results are correct, it's fine.

Meng Zhou couldn't help but think of a sentence: "What does it have to do with you to destroy you." ”

After being fully prepared, Meng Zhou began his own actions.

Meng Zhou, who was about to act, did not leave the courtyard, but came to the eaves of the elegant house and brewed himself a pot of spiritual tea.

When his physical and mental state reached its best, his consciousness sank into the sea of consciousness and looked at the bright moon at the bottom of the soul pool.

Under his gaze, the bright moon at the bottom of the pool turned into a round of moon mirrors.

With this courtyard as the center, everything within a radius of sixty miles was within his contemplation.

As Meng Zhou's thoughts moved, the vision in the moon mirror changed rapidly, and finally, it was locked on the teahouse not far from the Blue Blood Army store in Sanchuan City.

The rudimentary formation was not hindered at all, and the vision presented in the moon mirror was confined to a room.

Soon, the images in this room began to retrace in the moonmirror.

A day ago, 10 days ago, a month ago......

Everything that had happened in this room was passing through the moon mirror in the form of an accelerated reverse.

It didn't take long for the time in the moon mirror to go back to September 23, more than two months ago.

Meng Zhou saw that a man with sharp-beaked monkey gills, short feet and long hands, and a strange little monkey squatting on his shoulder suddenly appeared in the room.

Meng Zhou's spirit was shocked, he knew that this person should be his goal.

Because the image in the moon mirror is playing backwards at this moment, the real situation is not that this strange-looking man suddenly appeared.

On the contrary, this is the scene where he leaves suddenly.

Meng Zhou turned back the time again, and it wasn't until the moment this person entered the room under the guidance of the shopkeeper that he stopped playing backwards and let the images in the moon mirror play in order.

When this person was introduced to this room by the store, he did not have the strange appearance of a sharp-beaked monkey gills, but had a good demeanor and handsome appearance.

It wasn't until he was the only one in the room that he became a monkey with a sharp beak with short legs and long hands, more like a monkey than a human.

What's even more bizarre is that as this person changes, there is a weird little monkey squatting on his shoulder.

The reason why this little monkey is weird is because this little monkey, which is only the size of a fist, has a human face.

It's just that this person's face is pale, and there is no change in expression, and there is no look in his eyes, like a puppet.

And thinking of the identity of the other party, Meng Zhou was relieved.

Originally, only monks who were proficient in both beast control and puppet control were qualified to become spirit masters.

This person sat by the window, glancing in the direction of the Blue Blood Army shop from time to time, and his expression revealed a fierce and ferocious aura from time to time.

This kind of gnashing hatred, even through the moon mirror, Meng Zhou can clearly feel it.

Meng Zhou was even able to speculate from this that this person was likely to be the person who faked his death and escaped.

Otherwise, it is hard to imagine that this person would be so empathetic to another deceased.

"In order to fake his death and get out, he should have paid a terrible price, right?"

Meng Zhou guessed in his heart.

Keep an eye out for changes in the moon mirror.

Seeing that nothing abnormal happened, Meng Zhou increased his speed slightly.

At this moment, the man's expression was suddenly startled, and a talisman appeared in his hand like lightning, and the next moment, his figure disappeared into the room out of thin air.

And the moment he disappeared, there was a flash of light in the room.

Meng Zhou watched this video several times, and basically confirmed two points through slow motion, close-up magnification, etc.

When the man sensed the danger warning, the talisman that appeared in his hand was the famous third-order talisman, the small shift talisman.

Meng Zhou still remembered that when he was a ninth-level minor monk who practiced qi, he witnessed the auction of this talisman at the auction of Hexin Tower.

The price of such a talisman is even more expensive than an ordinary second-order supreme magic weapon.

This is also the key to his ability to slip away under his nose.

And the fleeting bright light that appeared in the room just when he left, combined with what he found at the time, Meng Zhou guessed that this should be a means to quickly clean up the battlefield and instantly sweep away all the strange aura.

It is precisely for this reason that the room after this person leaves will look so clean, leaving no trace of anything unusual.

Monks who use the third-order small shifting charm can ignore all prohibitions, shielding, and isolation methods below the fourth-order level, and randomly appear anywhere within a thousand miles.

Although it was worth fifty or sixty high-grade spirit stones, it was still a relatively cheap and extremely easy to obtain means of preserving life.

Because this kind of talisman is the same as Zhuji Dan, it is clearly priced in Qinglinfang and Xinlou, as long as there are enough spirit stones, you can buy it.

Even if you have mastered the ability to trace the round light, it is an extremely heavy task to accurately find the place where the opponent will randomly appear in the next moment within a range of thousands of miles, unless you are lucky enough to go against the sky.

But he certainly didn't need to.

Ordinary thinking will follow the timeline.

And in order to avoid associating with the "present spirit master" as much as possible, so that he was startled, he directly skipped the "now" shared by everyone and went back in time.

The past he who appeared in the round light of the moon mirror, not the current him, can naturally perfectly avoid the crisis warning.

Meng Zhou decided to go back in time to the earlier past.

According to his speculation, the shock he inadvertently caused to him was a watershed moment.

Before that, he was relatively calm, because he successfully faked his death and got out, everyone in the Blue Blood Army thought he was dead, and there was a sense of security that the enemy was bright and secret.

In this state, he is more likely to show more flaws.

After that, he was first scared away by himself, used a small shifting charm, and randomly appeared anywhere within a thousand miles, and then, he had a fierce entanglement with the Blue Blood Army.

At this time, he is more difficult to track.

Even if he catches his clues, as long as he uses the small shifter again, it is equivalent to all clues being zeroed, and he must start all over again.

Although, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can still gain something, but the amount of work is very, very large.

Meng Zhou decided to go back against the timeline, and at this stage he was the most relaxed and safe.

For Meng Zhou, a problem solver, under this idea, the problem is also the easiest to solve.

Of course, he didn't have the hope that there would be a result, if this clue didn't work, then he could still go to the beast pen riot a few days ago and carry out a retrospective exploration of the surrounding area.

Anyway, for Meng Zhou, who can freely flip through the past, whether it is a stupid method or a smart method, he can finally find out the traces of the other party.

The only thing he needs to care about is not to startle the snake.

Facts have proved that Meng Zhou still overestimated this opponent.

In other words, unless there is really a front and back eye, who would have thought that the "past self" could also become a flaw.

When Meng Zhou continued to look back with the round light of the moon mirror, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man turned back into his handsome appearance, and he retreated out of the teahouse, wandering around the streets of the exchange area as if nothing had happened.

But Meng Zhou knew that this person was actually stepping on the point.

Whether it is this person or the other monks on the street, the image presented in the moonmirror is walking backwards, and other behaviors are the opposite of daily behavior.

It seems interesting.

Meng Zhou's moon mirror was like an invisible camera embedded in the long river of time, chasing the backward man all the way out of Sanchuan City.

Because the farthest viewing distance of the moon's round light was only sixty miles, in order not to lose the countercurrent tracking of this person, Meng Zhou had to leave the courtyard and follow the trajectory of this person more than two months ago, quietly walking under the earth.

Soon, Meng Zhou, who had been tracking this person all the way, came to the edge of the second-order spiritual land of Sanchuan Plateau.

In the moon mirror, this person has already turned into a more ordinary appearance in no one's place.

At this moment, he changed his appearance and was retreating into a Zhuangtian courtyard.

Then, Meng Zhou witnessed a silent killing that took place more than two months ago.

In the positive passage of time, in the middle of the night, this person quietly flew from the ground outside the Sanchuan Plateau.

Outside this courtyard, the rudimentary formation with only second-order inferior grades was like being undefended to him, and he easily entered it.

Then, he strode straight into the ashram and pinched in his hand a foundation building monk who was in retreat.

With short legs and long arms, he pinched the neck of this foundation building monk, only the monk who had cultivated in the early stage of foundation building had already woken up, and he was afraid, pleading, and struggling for this strange man who suddenly broke into the quiet room.

But he didn't even make a sound, and in his slow struggle, another distorted, playful, and cheerful smile was reflected.

The strange little monkey on this person's shoulder finally revealed something special, only to see its slightly upturned nostrils sucking violently, and the monk who was struggling like drowning, a little phantom was sucked out by it on his eyebrows and forehead.

The endless phantom was like invisible smoke, constantly being inhaled into the nostrils by the strange little monkey, and as the last trace of smoke passed, the monk, whose legs were still twitching slightly unconsciously, finally stopped completely.

The body is stiff, lifeless, and completely dead.

"Sucking the Spirit?" Seeing this, Meng Zhou's gaze couldn't help but become cold.

The strange little monkey on the man's shoulder sucked the spirit of a foundation building monk, and then lay on his shoulder and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The man carried the body of Monk Tsukiki in his hand, and with the other hand took out a humanoid spirit puppet from the storage bag on his left waist.

His gaze flicked back and forth over the corpse of the Monk Tsukiki and the humanoid golem, and then he began to do the "handiwork".

He first carefully peeled off the skin of the Tsukiji monk completely.

His skinning memory is very superb, even through the moon mirror screen, Meng Zhou's scalp is numb.

Except for a small wound at the door of the cylinder, all other parts are intact.

After skinning, the corpse of the monk in the early stage of foundation building turned into a piece of pure flesh and blood, and it was probably not much different from the monkey orangutan who had also been skinned at this moment.

With the loss of this layer of skin, the human monks were completely at the same level as those demon beast flesh in Meng Zhou's storage space.

Such a bloody picture, which is enough to shatter the three views of normal people, made the man in the moon mirror take a deep breath comfortably, revealing an intoxicated look.

This is also the first time that Meng Zhou, who has been chasing him all the way, has seen him have such a rich and vivid emotional outpouring.

After the man was drunk for a while, he turned his palm into a knife and reached into his chest.

Ignoring the dirty and bloody hands, he poured a viscous dark red liquid into the heart's ventricles, and then placed the heart into the heart of the humanoid golem.

Then, he carefully covered the skin that had been peeled off the Tsukiji monk's body on the humanoid spirit puppet.

After that, he went through some more careful adjustments, and the humanoid spirit puppet was perfectly restored to the appearance of the dead foundation in terms of appearance, demeanor, mana and breath.

Then, the man began to clean up the mess.

He summoned a small black snake from the beast pouch around his waist, and the black snake quickly grew larger as it swam, swallowing the already broken remains of the foundation into its belly.

The snake letter trembled slightly in the air, and the tiny blood spots in the quiet room, the filthy qi that had inevitably spread out in the bloody transformation, including the bloody dirt on the man's body, were all swallowed by the black snake.

Once again, the ashram was clean and refreshing.

When the man put the black snake into the beast bag, only him and the spirit puppet pretending to be the owner of the room were left in the ashram.

Then, the man reserved some means here, and without stopping any longer, he quietly sneaked out of this courtyard and headed in the direction of Sanchuan City.

Meng Zhou, who had traveled all the way back in time, of course knew what he was going to do, he was going to the teahouse outside the Blue Blood Army's shop.

This is to find out what caused him to fail twice and almost kill himself, right?

In other words, if it weren't for the fact that he Meng Zhou also had some ability, this person would probably have found his own head.

Looking at this person's behavior in this ashram, you can see that this person can no longer be described as a pervert, this is really just a beast with some human shape.

His actions cannot be speculated by the logic of normal people.

Seeing the man disappear outside the courtyard, Meng Zhou didn't follow his figure, because he knew what would happen over there next.

Instead, he focused on the seemingly ordinary courtyard.

According to the time node, the person's itinerary can be roughly inferred.

On September 16, the Blue Blood Exchange Group pretended to set off.

On the eighteenth night, this person once again created a beast tide in the Blue Blood Plain.

was successfully reversed by the blue blood plain, and almost fell into a desperate situation, and faked his death to escape.

Then, this person followed the footsteps of the Blue Blood Plains Exchange Group, crossed tens of thousands of miles of wasteland, came to Sanchuan Plateau, and secretly spied on the movements of the Blue Blood Army.

On the morning of September 23, he was frightened away by himself in the teahouse.

It can be seen that his time is very tight.

In this case, he actually came here to play a round, which took a lot of time.

Of course, its purpose cannot be just to torture and kill an irrelevant foundation.

"Three holes of cunning rabbits."

Meng Zhou guessed that this person should use this place as a safe house to build, and he didn't think about victory, but first about defeat.

But at this moment, Meng Zhou thought that the reason why he could see at a glance that this person was strange was that the silk thread of his control spirit puppet was exposed to his sight.

Now that I think about it, it's actually because this person is in the teahouse, but he is still distracted and manipulating the spirit puppet here.

It was originally a backhand reserved for safety and security, but instead it became a beacon to expose its whereabouts.

There's some dark humor in that.

"Is this karma?"

Meng Zhou, who was pondering this matter in his heart, accelerated the image in the moon mirror downward along the timeline.

It didn't take long for the figure to appear silently in the courtyard again, very vigilant.

According to the time calculation, this day was September 26, the third day after he was scared out of the teahouse by himself.

Meng Zhou guessed that this person was accidentally surprised by himself on the morning of the twenty-third and randomly appeared somewhere within a thousand miles through a small transfer charm, because he was suspicious, he did not return here as soon as possible, but watched outside for a few days, and only sneaked in after confirming that there was no problem with the safe house.

And after this person sneaked in this time, he secretly hid in the ashram, took pills, stayed at home, and meditated to heal his injuries.

Meng Zhou also confirmed that this person faked his death and got out, and he really paid a huge price.

- As for why he faked his death and got out, instead of walking away directly with the small transfer charm, of course, it was because his behavior had completely stabilized the hatred of the entire Blue Blood Plain, the kind that never died.

As long as he doesn't die for a day, the Blue Blood Army will track him down to the end.

No matter how powerful he is, he will fight the entire Blue Blood Plain with the strength of one person, and he will be tired to death.

Therefore, in order to change from light to darkness once and for all, he chose to fake his death and get out.

However, this person recuperated quietly for about five days, and then he hurriedly ended his recuperation and hurriedly left the courtyard alone.

The spirit golem pretending to be the master of this room still acts as a normal foundation monk.

Meng Zhou guessed that this should be some kind of means used by the Blue Blood Army, if this person continued to stay here, it was likely that he would be directly pressed into the "rabbit nest".

Therefore, he chose to take the initiative to jump out first.

Then, Meng Zhou found that every seven or eight days, this person would sneak back quietly to rest for two or three days.

But as time went on, he spent more time outside, getting longer and shorter between each return, and staying there for less and less time.

And this person's state is getting worse and worse, and the madness hidden in his emotions is getting stronger and stronger.

"Can't he leave Mikawa Plateau?" Meng Zhou thought to himself.

When Meng Zhou thought that his enemy was the entire Blue Blood Army, he knew that the Blue Blood Army must have set up a heavy "fishing net" outside the Sanchuan Plateau, and he ran out, no matter from which direction, he just took the initiative to get into someone else's net.

Only Mikawa Plateau, where the situation is complicated enough and the number of foundations is large enough, can allow him to hide.

But his room for maneuver will also continue to shrink as the Blue Blood Army continues to close the net.

Eventually, it became a fish out of the water.

Finally, the time in the moon mirror crossed from October and November to December.

On this day, this person once again sneaked in from the outside.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I laughed maniacally.

"Come on, come on! You're going to get me again! ”

Laughing and shouting.

After a burst of hysterical venting, he re-entered the ashram.

He sat cross-legged on the stone couch in the quiet room, poured a bottle of elixir into his mouth, and muttered, "I can finally recuperate in peace." ”

In his tone and demeanor, it seemed that he had not slept for ten days and ten nights, and finally found a bed and was relieved and relaxed.

Then he began his retreat.

One day, two days, three days...... Until today.

In the moon mirror, Meng Zhou's gaze stayed an hour before the "now".

The man was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, motionless.

So, Meng Zhou, who was hiding deep underground, yelled at the man from an hour ago.

Of course, he didn't go back to the past.

Eventually, the power of the voice fell into the ashram.

There was a sitting figure inside, and it fell to the ground with a clatter. (End of chapter)