The pictures swiftly passed by, and it belonged to Sun Yong, Li Jianguo and Huang Manling's lives.

There are no ups and downs, nor are there any unparalleled opportunities. Their lives are ordinary and ordinary, and their busy lives are filled with all kinds of trivialities. They are filled with joy, joy, sorrow, horror and sorrow, and all kinds of moods are vividly revealed in front of them, just like most people in this world.

In the world and world, everyone's life is like a river with occasional ups and downs but generally calm, rushing towards the end of time.

In just a moment, three periods of life had come to an end. The vortex that was frozen like a mirror turned again, and the dark pupils and thousands of star light gradually dissipated in the clear and cold ashes, and disappeared again.

Everything is vanishing.

Although Zong Zhengdong did not go to see Cheng Beiguo, he keenly realized the indescribable flow around him, as if something was freed from stagnation, and even the air seemed to have become a little fresher.

He looked over immediately.

The color was returning to Cheng Beiguo's body bit by bit, like a transparent pen painting here and there, so vitality, vitality and the seven emotions and six desires that seemed to have disappeared just now were injected into this perfect body again.

A few seconds later, Cheng Beiguo, who had a three-dimensional black and white image, turned back into a colorful living person, with his only eyes still retaining the clear glass-like gray, which made him more eye-catching than before, and had an indescribable exotic beauty. If he walked on the street at this time, perhaps a scout would have brought him into the entertainment industry.

As for the word "路", it disappeared from his palm early in the morning.

"Sorry, nothing special." Cheng Beiguo rubbed his face and nodded unapologetically to Zong Zhengdong. Then he sat on the swivel chair next to him, and moved forward with his legs, moving his feet to the other end of the corner of the workbench, reaching out to pick up the ceramic tea cup placed there, and taking a few mouthfuls of tea.

Somehow, Zong Zhengdong read a word from his back:

tired.

The kind that is exhausted both physically and mentally.

It seems that the energy consumed by performing a time retracement is quite large, and he owe this favor.

"However, there was an interesting discovery."

After taking another sip of tea, Cheng Beiguo suddenly spoke, his voice slowly and warmly, as if the rhythm of the piano was flowing, and he did not have the awareness that he should have as a person who breathed heavily in his speech.

The veins on Zong Zhengdong's forehead began to jump again.

Fortunately, Cheng Beiguo seemed to have recovered from his spirit at this time, and it may be that the tea he drank was actually not ordinary. In short, he seemed willing to say a few more words, and soon said: "I saw two similar pictures."

When he said this, he pointed to Huang Manling and Li Jianguo's cell phones: "On those two mobile phones, I saw the big bell in the Drum Tower."

He had a brief pause here, as if recalling the flashing scene, and his speech slowed down a little: "From the angle of the sunlight and the leaves on the street, they should be at the same time and space node at that time."

The Gulou Dazhong was originally one of the landmark buildings of the imperial capital. If it were just the general statements before, it would not mean anything, but what he added later made the case seem to have a turning point.

The scene he saw when he was looking back was that Huang Manling and Li Jianguo had appeared at the same time in a place where the big bell of the Drum Tower could be seen. In other words, the two dead had an intersection.

This is undoubtedly encouraging.

Before this, Zong Zhengdong had a rough understanding of the life trajectory of the three people and did not find the overlap. Cheng Beiguo's discovery proved that they were still related, but they had not been found yet.

I hope Xiang Ding can dig out more things tomorrow.

Zong Zhengdong thought, raised his slightly long eyes, and his eyes were as calm as the mountains and rivers were freehand, and his cold eyes were like steel knives, piercing straight into Cheng Beiguo's eyes: "Can you say more specific?"

Ordinary people will be very uneasy when they are looked at like this, because their eyes are too sharp and direct, like a beast preparing to bite the prey in front of them.

However, Cheng Beiguo is obviously not among ordinary people.

He casually held the teapot and poured tea, taking the blade-like gaze as air.

"I'm sorry, I can only see these." He said, with a little regret in his zither-like voice: "Time and space retracement is not omnipotent. It is not transferred by anyone's will, but is based on the laws of the operation of this world. Otherwise, why am I forensic? Isn't it good to catch a prisoner directly as a policeman?"

At this point, Cheng Beiguo stopped his movements and smiled leisurely again: "In addition, I think you should know that the most powerful person in our family is actually not me."

Zong Zhengdong tried a lot of effort to stop the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Beiguo is clearly the strongest member of the Cheng family, no doubt about it.

I heard that several years ago, he had gone to a war-torn area across the ocean as a doctor of the International Red Cross to provide medical support. Some of the locals were afraid that some of them died inexplicably at that time. The death was extremely terrifying. Several of them could not even be found, and only some human tissue was found.

According to reliable analysis, those fears were dragged into the vortex of time and space and then thrown back.

Of course, this statement has not been proven and is always just a legend, but it is enough to prove how powerful the power he has is.

However, Zong Zhengdong has indeed heard another statement:

Cheng Beiguo's sister Cheng Ziwei is actually the genius of Cheng's family.

It is said that since childhood, Cheng Ziwei has shown a very high talent for communication time and space. However, this power is too terrifying after all, and even the best human bloodline can't bear it. Therefore, she has always been weak and sick and does not walk around very much.

These are not secrets, and all the six major families have heard of this.

If you can ask Cheng Ziwei to take action...

"My sister went to Taishan County and will not be able to come back in the short term."

Zong Zhengdong's thoughts began to begin, and was cut off by the gentle voice of the man who drank tea.

He lowered his eyes.

"Actually, have you ever considered asking someone who really knows how to take action?" Cheng Beiguo took a few more sips of tea, and his spirit was obviously better than before. He turned his head to look at Zong Zhengdong, and there was a hint of curiosity in his clear gray eyes:

"You said in your email that the three death audios you are most suspicious about are actually those three pieces of death audio, but after analysis of Duanmu and Yu's formations, the problem was not found. Then why don't you ask Zhongli, a junior high school specializing in the six major families for help?"

The Cheng family's time and space art, the Zong Zheng's beast power, the Duanmu Five Elements Homing Qi, the Yu family's exorcism, and the Su family's witchcraft art, these five clans are not surprising. The most surprising one is the Zhongli family. Their family's magic is mainly based on music.

For this reason, a magical rumor circulated in the small circle of casual cultivators:

The Cheng family's time and space sect's political power, Duanmu's five elements exorcising demons, Su family's witchcraft and planting Gu, Zhongli sings and dances.
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