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Chapter 392

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    "Come on!" Chen Changgeng shouted loudly, and subconsciously started to do it.

    He steps on the gossip, pushes out his palms, the strong wind overflows, the changes are endless, and the sky is full of palm shadows, like a net of heaven and earth.

    At this time, he saw the right hand of "Yuanshi Tianzun" on the opposite side waved plainly, and the whole person's aura was vast and vast, as if it came from eternity and was with the years.

    The five fingers are slender, white as jade, and the moves are simple but seem to be close to a certain unchanging law between heaven and earth, cutting into Chen Changgeng's palm with a mysterious position and angle.

    The air flow was disturbed, and they threw themselves at the palm one after another, and the palm shadows like a net of heaven and earth were retracted, returning to two ordinary hands.

    Bang, the right hand of "Yuanshi Tianzun" hit the palms of Chen Changgeng's palms, and he suddenly felt that both hands were numb, and his body unbelievably moved forward instead of retreating.  Sitting on the table, looking at "Yuanshi Tianzun" across the not-so-big table.

    "Benefactor Chen, can we talk properly now?" Meng Qi asked in a voice that seemed majestic and vicissitudes.

    Chen Changgeng's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He looked at the powerful hands of "Yuanshi Tianzun" but his bones were not obvious, and turned his head to the personal guard who had not yet had time to make a move: "Go out and guard, and don't let others in."

    Others refer to the masters of the family who came after hearing his call.

    After finishing the order, he accompanied him with a smile and said, "I don't know why your Excellency is here?"

    "More than three years ago, did you send your servants to bury a corpse on a mass grave?" Meng Qi asked bluntly.

    Here it comes Chen Changgeng's expression changed, his heart skipped a beat, and then he smiled wryly: "Yes, I have been worried about this matter for a long time, and today I am finally relieved."

    "Did you kill him?" Meng Qi spun the Heaven Strike Earth Dafa, sensing Chen Changgeng's emotions.

    "No!" Chen Changgeng denied without hesitation, "Late that night, on a whim, I wanted to go to Yanliu Lane for fun, but just as I opened the side door, I found a person lying on the ground, holding a lantern to look closely.  A breathing male corpse."

    "His face is pale, almost blue, and he has been dead for about an hour. There are no obvious fresh wounds on his body, and there are no signs of evil. His shoes and clothes are neatly placed beside him, as if  Come to my house alone, take off your clothes and shoes, lie down quietly, and wait for death.¡±

    "This incident is too weird. I was afraid of being blamed by others, and I was worried that it would cause many troubles in the future, so I didn't notify the six doors, and ordered the servants to burn the clothes and shoes, and carry the body to the mass grave for burial. Later, I often died because of this incident.  Waking up in the middle of the night, afraid of disaster coming to your door."

    Chen Changgeng was a little apprehensive and a little excited, as if he had been troubled by this matter for a long time.

    "Are there any special traces and objects at that time?" Meng Qi judged from the emotional changes and the logic of the description before and after that Chen Changgeng was not lying, and asked for clues instead.

    Of course, if it is another "wild actor", it is another matter, but his family is here, and he can escape the temple if he can run away as a monk.

    "No." Chen Changgeng thought about this question many times, and blurted it out without recalling it.

    Meng Qi nodded and asked about other details.

    What puzzled him the most was why Jin Li's body was thrown outside Chen Changgeng's gate, and buried in a deserted place at random, without anyone noticing.

    "I wonder if Benefactor Chen has any enemies?" The only reason he can think of so far is this.

    Chen Changgeng had long suspected that he was an enemy of his own family, coughed and said: "Because of the water source in the fields, I am not in harmony with the nearby families and sects, there are Sun family, Jia family, Jiangzuo sword sect and Tianming concept, by the way  , The Shen family was robbed of the pier by me and other families, and they hated me so much, this all happened before the dead body appeared."

    Meng Qi silently memorized these families and sects, and after asking a few more casual questions, he slowly got up: "Benefactor Chen, I'm sorry to bother you."

    "I don't know who the deceased is?" Chen Changgeng couldn't help asking.

    Meng Qi put his hand on the door and laughed, "It's better not to know."

    After finishing speaking, he opened the door, and his figure suddenly became blurred. It didn't disappear, but his steps were miraculous, like magic, which made people feel like an afterimage.

    The many masters of the Chen family who came outside the door were blinded, and lost the enemy's trace before making a move. Only the two doors echoed gently with the cold wind.

    "Huh, which master is this" Chen Changgeng exhaled.

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    As one of the local snakes, Lu Jian was extremely efficient in handling affairs. Before the evening of the second day, he roughly figured out what happened in the city related to love entanglements before and after Jin Li's disappearance.On a stone bench.

    The Taoist turned his head and continued to watch the dead leaves swirling: "I push you with a palm, and your true energy and physical body respond, so no matter whether you are going forward or backward, left or forward, the result is already doomed, and there is no way to move forward."  Change again."

    "This is the theory of cause and effect, but didn't the museum owner say that there is no cause and no effect?" Meng Qi laughed.

    "The theory of cause and effect heresy, as long as all the prerequisites are met, the affirmative result can be deduced, and from the affirmative result, various conditions can be deduced backwards, and it can be traced back until the day of one's own birth, to the time when the world is opened, so you know, all kinds of things  Since then, it has been decided to develop and evolve according to the established laws, no matter how hard you struggle, it is useless, doing good deeds will not accumulate virtue, and will not accumulate good fruits for the next life, just enjoy your own life, whether it is suffering or good, with peace of mind.  The way of cause and effect scoffed.

    Such a pessimistic statement Meng Qi was slightly taken aback, without debating, he asked instead: "I don't know how many fates are there?"

    "From the time of birth, fate has been doomed, and it is what it should be. Fate is divided into six types, showing different colors. The worst is black, with a miserable life and suffering, followed by blue, ordinary people,  Ordinary people can enjoy peace and happiness, but also have hardships. They are red again, rich and powerful, celebrities in the world, but there are still all kinds of torture. After that, Huang, the fate of the son of heaven, has power in his hands, strong strength, many hardships and tests, the second best  Fate is white, destined to become an immortal and attain the Tao, and finally to be pure white, the fate of the Buddha Tianzun, I don¡¯t know how many years it has not appeared, there are many differences under different colors.¡±

    Meng Qi listened to Fan Le: "The Daoist of Destiny, help me to see the color of fate."

    Tianming Taoist turned his head, his eyes were deep and empty, like a blind man.

    He looked carefully for a while, and said lightly: "The blue fate"

    "No, it's red, no, no, yellow!"

    "White? This, this, how can it become pure white!"

    Taoist Tianming's face changed drastically. If he encountered a ghost, he backed away in a hurry, but forgot that he was sitting on the stone bench, and fell directly to the ground.

    The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched. Fortunately, it was six colors, not seven colors.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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