And every key can be a key to cracking it.

For example, "he".

Since there must be "him" to trigger a reaction, what if there is no "him"?

For example, if there is a meteorite falling from the sky above your head, and there is a volcano about to erupt beneath your feet, you will obviously be in a desperate situation, but this type of skill will be ineffective.

Another example is "thought locking".

Since thoughts must be locked on "I" in order to respond, then don't lock on "I" and lock on somewhere else.

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

Meng Zhou couldn't help but think of a sentence: "Destroying you has nothing to do with you."

After being fully prepared, Meng Zhou started his own action.

Meng Zhou was ready to take action, but did not leave the courtyard. Instead, he came to the eaves of the Yashe 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 pond turned into a moon mirror.

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

As Meng Zhou thought, the vision in the moon mirror changed rapidly, and finally, it locked on the teahouse not far from the Bixuejun store in Sanchuan City.

The simple formation did not hinder at all, and the field of vision shown in the moon mirror was restricted to a room.

Soon, the images in this room began to flow backwards in the moon mirror.

One day ago, ten days ago, a month...

Everything that happened in this room before is passing through the moon mirror in an accelerating backward flow.

Not long after, the time in the moon mirror went back to September 23rd, more than two months ago.

Meng Zhou saw a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, short legs and long hands, and a strange little monkey squatting on his shoulders suddenly appear in the room.

Meng Zhou was shocked, and he knew that this person should be his target.

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 suddenly leaves.

Meng Zhou turned back the time again. It was not until the moment when this person entered the room under the guidance of the store that he stopped rewinding and let the images in the moon mirror play in sequence.

When this person was introduced to this room by the store, he did not have a strange appearance with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Instead, he had good manners and a handsome appearance.

It wasn't until he was alone in the room that he turned into a sharp-mouthed monkey with short legs and long hands, a strange appearance that looked more like a monkey than a human.

What's even more weird is that as the person changes, a strange little monkey squats on his shoulder.

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

However, this person's face was pale, without any change in expression, and there was no sparkle in his eyes, just like a puppet.

When he thought of the other party's identity, Meng Zhou felt relieved.

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

This man was sitting by the window, glancing in the direction of the Blue Blood Army store from time to time, with a sinister and vicious look on his face from time to time.

Meng Zhou could clearly feel this gnashing of hatred, even through the moon mirror.

Meng Zhou could even speculate from this that this person was probably the person who faked his death and escaped.

Otherwise, it is difficult to imagine that this person would have such empathy for another deceased person.

"In order to fake his death to escape, he must have paid a heavy price, right?"

Meng Zhou made a guess in his mind.

Continue to pay attention to the changes in the moon mirror.

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

At this moment, the man suddenly looked startled, and a talisman appeared in his hand like lightning. 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, using slow motion, close-up zooming, etc., and basically confirmed two points.

When the man sensed the crisis warning, the talisman that appeared in his hand was the famous third-level talisman, the small moving talisman.

Meng Zhou still remembered that when he was still a young monk on the ninth level of Qi training, he witnessed the auction of this talisman at the auction of Hexin Tower.

A talisman like this is more expensive than an ordinary second-level magic weapon.

This is also the key to him being able to slip away under his nose.

The fleeting bright light that appeared in the room just as he left, combined with the findings at the time, Meng Zhou guessed that this should be a way to quickly clean the battlefield and eliminate all strange smells instantly.

It is for this reason that the room after this person leaves appears so clean, with no trace of anything unusual left behind.

A monk who uses the third-level small teleportation talisman can ignore all restrictions, shielding, and isolation methods below the fourth level and randomly appear anywhere within a thousand miles.

Although it is worth fifty or sixty high-grade spiritual stones, it is still a relatively cheap and easy-to-obtain life-saving means.

Because this kind of talisman, like the Foundation Establishment Pill, is clearly priced in Qinglinfang and Xinlou, you can buy it as long as you have enough spiritual stones.

Even if you master the ability to trace back the round light, it is still an extremely arduous task to accurately find the place where the opponent randomly appears next within a thousand miles, unless you are extremely lucky.

But of course he doesn't need to do this.

Ordinary thinking is to move down the timeline.

And in order to avoid as much as possible to be related to the "present spirit master" and to alert others, he directly skipped the "present" shared by everyone and traced back to the past.

The person he was in the past who appeared in the round light of the moon mirror is not the person he is now, so he can naturally avoid crisis warnings perfectly.

Meng Zhou decided to go back even further in the past.

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

Before this, he was relatively calm. Because he successfully faked his death and escaped, everyone in the Blue Blood Army thought he was dead, which gave him a sense of security.

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

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

At this time, he is more difficult to track.

Even if he catches his clues, as long as he uses the small teleportation charm one more time, all the clues will be reset to zero and he will have to 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. At this stage, he was the most relaxed and secure.

For Meng Zhou, a problem solver, this idea makes it easiest to solve the problem.

Of course, he did not hold out any hope that there would be a result. If this clue failed, he could still go to the place where the animal pen riot occurred a few days ago and conduct a retrospective investigation of the surrounding area.

Anyway, for Meng Zhou who can freely browse the past, no matter whether he uses stupid methods or smart methods, he can eventually find out the traces of the other party.

The only thing he needs to care about is not to alert others.

Facts have proved that Meng Zhou still overestimated this opponent.

In other words, unless you really have front and rear vision, who would have thought that your "past self" could also become a flaw.

When Meng Zhou continued to look back with the round light of the moon mirror, the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks returned to his handsome appearance. He backed out of the teahouse and wandered around the streets in the exchange area pretending to be nonchalant.

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

Regardless of whether it is this person or other monks walking on the street, their images in the moon mirror are all walking backwards, and other behaviors are also opposite to their daily behaviors.

This looks quite interesting.

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

Because the farthest viewing distance of the round light of the moon mirror is only sixty miles, in order not to lose track of this person, Meng Zhou had to escape from the courtyard and follow this person's trajectory more than two months ago, escaping silently.

Under the earth.

Soon, Meng Zhou, who had been tracking this person all the way, arrived at the edge of the second-level spiritual land of Sanchuan Plain.

In the moon mirror, this person has already transformed into a more ordinary person in a deserted place.

At this moment, he had changed his appearance and was walking backwards into a farm courtyard.

Then, Meng Zhou witnessed a silent murder that happened more than two months ago.

As time passed forward, this person quietly flew from outside Sanchuan Plateau in the middle of the night.

Outside the courtyard, the simple formation with only the second-level low-grade formation was as undefended to him, and he easily entered it.

Then, he strode straight into the quiet room and held in his hands an early-stage foundation-building monk who was practicing in seclusion.

With short legs and long arms, he just pinched the neck of the foundation-building monk. Only the monk who was in the early stage of foundation-building had woken up. 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. As he struggled slowly, what stood out was another distorted, joking, and cheerful smiling face.

The strange little monkey on this person's shoulder finally revealed something special. Its slightly upturned nostrils were seen sucking violently. The monk who was struggling as if he was drowning had a little shadow between his eyebrows and forehead.
To be continued...