With the assistance of the leak-free system, Fang Xing and Jing Yu projected their spirits into the past with Huaxian's consciousness information as a guide, and began to investigate the truth of the matter.

There was a demon problem that happened recently, so the two of them started to investigate recently and looked backwards little by little.

However, the two men went back from nearly a year to nearly five years, but they didn't even find any clues.

After some operation, there was no gain at all, and Jing Yu immediately became a little impatient.

"This, this shouldn't be.

Although the information in the collective consciousness is a fragment and is not very complete, it takes a long enough time to find some problems in units of years.

Could it be that we missed something just now, why don’t we both filter it again?”

Fang Xing did not respond when he heard this, and at this time he was already in deep thought.

"Are you right that Lin Xunzi is right again? The mastermind behind the scenes has nothing to do with the Qimen Sect?

If this is the case, then all the clues currently known will be useless.

Lin Xunzi is not reliable at all. How can he dig out the real murderer by relying on Shi Zhun, a message that doesn’t know the truth or false?”

Just as Fang Xing was thinking about what to do next, some abnormal movements appeared in the phantom of Huaxian in time.

I saw Hua Xian sitting upright in front of the desk, holding a brush in his hand, and was drawing something attentively.

Although Fang Xing and Jing Yu were close, this could not affect him.

After all, in spiritual time travel, the two sides are two parallel lines that do not affect each other.

Through the time retracing in years, Fang Xing and Jing Yu have already known Huaxian very well.

Huaxian's work and rest time is like a mechanical one, while painting is something he can't move every day and keeps doing things.

Fang Xing and Jing Yu have never seen Hua Xian painted at their desks for many times, but this is completely ordinary in their eyes.

However, just now, Fang Xing noticed something strange.

This difference does not come from Huaxian being treated, he still lay on the table to draw without any movement.

The difference that Fang Xing discovered comes from the content of Huaxian's paintings.

I saw that as Hua Xian described it one by one, a creature that looked like a cicada appeared on the paper.

This East-West Xing is so familiar. Isn’t that a strange creature called Shi Zang?

Shi Chong is related to the mastermind behind the scenes. At this moment, the suspicion of Huaxian and Qimen Sect has intensified again in Fang Xing's heart.

"No, there is no need to check again, continue to dial back the time."

Fang Xing wanted to seize this clue discovered by accident and dig out the truth completely.

Moreover, the mastermind behind the scenes had long colluded with Yunzhou Zhiji, and they had been conspiring for more than five years.

Continue to lengthen the timeline, maybe you will find unexpected discoveries.

At Fang Xing's suggestion, Jing Yu continued to call back the time, and the two of them looked at Huaxian boredly, and they followed the routine every day.

However, the efforts of the two also brought rewards.

One day, Huaxian broke his long-standing regular routine.

Tian Huaxian painted non-stop until late at night.

And the moment the draft was finished, he disappeared out of thin air.

Fang Xing and Jing Yu watched the whole time, but they didn't notice how he disappeared.

The two of them waited until dawn. At this time, Huaxian appeared silently again, and then continued his unmoved daily life.

Afterwards, the two of them watched this passage several times, but they still didn't see any significance.

The spiritual time travel has greatly damaged the spiritual consciousness. Through repeated repetitions, Jing Yu had to terminate the leak-free system.

After the two returned to their residence, Fang Xing plunged into his bedroom.

He took out a brush and drawing paper in the room and prepared to start copying Huaxian's works.

Now, the only thing Fang Xing can be sure of is that the bizarre disappearance and appearance of Huaxian should be related to his paintings.

Fang Xing planned to reproduce the scene at that time and try to restore the whereabouts of Huaxian.

I saw that Fang Xing held the brush in his hand and quickly wrote on the drawing paper.

His hands were like printers, accurately depicting Huaxian's paintings.

Fang Xing himself has never learned painting, but the meme's information output ability allows him to accurately output the information he sees.

One or two pictures, Fang Xing constantly replicated like a machine on the assembly line.

As time passed, the entire room was almost filled with paintings.

Just as Fang Xing continued to write quickly, Lin Xunzi's voice sounded in his heart.

"Fang Xing, when do you plan to draw this way?"

Fang Xing heard this, his hands still kept moving and responded casually:

"I will stop after finding the answer. If you have any questions, just say it. If it's okay, I'm still busy."

Facing Fang Xing's stiff answer, Lin Xunzi was not angry, but instead said with a smile:

"Oh, I just want to remind you that today is the last day of the Chuantian Festival, and the sky-making ceremony is being held in the city.

This ceremony once a year, and if you miss it, there will be no chance. Are you sure you want to waste your time in the room and face the desk?"

Fang Xing stopped when he heard this.

If it's just an ordinary festival, it's fine to miss it.

The clues of Chuantian Festival, Shizhu, the mastermind behind the scenes, Qimen Sect, and Huaxian, are already vaguely connected.

If there are any important clues in the repair ceremony, it would be bad if you miss it.

With this in mind, Fang Xing put down the brush in his hand and turned around and left the room.

At this time, Jing Yu was the only one in the living room. He was holding a painting board to teach the child to draw.

When he saw Fang Xing come out of the room, he hurriedly walked up to ask:

"Fellow Daoist Chan went out to inquire about the information. How come he is going? What have you discovered when you are in seclusion these days?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this. Although he copied a large number of Huaxian's paintings, these were just ordinary paintings and had no reaction at all.

He used memes to analyze it, but found no clues.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and based on the idea that one person is short of his plan and two are long-term.

Fang Xing took out the painting that Zhang Huaxian painted the day he disappeared, and stuffed it into Jing Yu's hand, hoping that he could not see any clues.

And at this moment, Cicada 3301 also came back from outside.

"Fang Xing, the Heaven-Repairing Ceremony is about to begin. Do you see if we want to participate?"

Fang Xing came out for this matter, so naturally there was no reason to refuse.

In this way, a group of three people and a child came to the largest altar in Tianzhu City.

Fang Xing and his friends came late. When they arrived here, the repair ceremony had already begun.

As the representative of the Qimen Sect, Huaxian had already climbed to the altar and was presiding the ceremony.

In the word-of-mouth myth, Nuwa used colorful stones to fill holes in the sky to save humans from water and fire.

Whether it is the Heavenly Passing Festival or the Heavenly Repairing Ceremony, it is all to commemorate and commemorate Nuwa's feat of repairing the sky.

The entire repair ceremony was solemn and grand.

However, Fang Xing was a little disappointed.

Because he saw everything around him and found no useful information.

Just as Fang Xing sighed in secret that he had a waste of time, he suddenly noticed the child next to him.
Chapter completed!