Chapter 1397

Then, the figure of a famous guest also appeared in the picture.

Combined with the mountain map and the scene that Yehong saw when the guests came back from the back mountain, a dynamic picture appeared in Yehong's mind.

Ye Hong suddenly opened her eyes slightly, pointing to a middle-aged man and asking, "who, are you the first to come down from the mountain?"

Suddenly asked, the man was a little stunned, and then nodded nervously on his face: "yes, it is indeed my first downhill..."

however, Yehong did not follow. Suddenly, he turned his head to the other side and pointed at a slightly fat old man and said, "you are the second one, aren't you?"

"How do you know that?" the old man said

You know, there are not two hundred and fifty guests tonight.

With so many people returning from the back mountain at the same time, and the scene was chaotic and there was no monitoring on the square, how did Yehong accurately lock in the first and second comers?

Night Hong did not answer the old man's question, continued to ask a few people.

Without exception, the order in which these people went down the mountain coincided with what Yehong knew.

The guests at the scene gaped and looked at Yehong foolishly.

If one or two is a coincidence, then the night Hong clearly recounts the location of the people at that time, it can only make people gape and tremble.

Is it that this man has opened his eyes?

When Hong asked the 17th person in the night, he suddenly had a meal, and his eyes flashed. He pointed to the fifth Qinglan on the ground and asked seriously, "I ask you, is this woman going down the mountain in front of you?"

The one who was asked was a middle-aged woman. Her face was flustered. She seemed to cry out: "yes, it's her, but we don't know each other at all."

Night Hong waved her hand, indicating that she should not be nervous, and suddenly closed her eyes.

In my mind, Yehong looks like God and looks down at the dynamic picture.

He silently locked the fifth Qinglan in the picture.

He "saw" that the fifth Qinglan walked down the mountain road, "saw" that the fifth Qinglan was mixed in the crowd, "saw" that the fifth Qinglan walked to the main table in disorder...

Yehong's eyes opened in an instant, raised his steps and walked to the square.

At this time, the tables have not been removed, night Hong went straight to the main table.

According to his memory position, he came to the east of the main table and reached under it.

In the crack between the table top and the table leg, night Hong touched a protruding object.

The touch of the hand, let Night Hong show a smile.

He took it out. It was a short square wooden box.

On the surface of the box, there is a pattern of eight trigrams.

Sima Zhengming didn't know when he had come to Yehong. He took the box, opened it, took a glance inside, nodded to Yehong: "it's really the collection of eight trigrams and Taoism...

you belong to a dog. Your nose is so smart, it can be found by you?"

Night Hong head also does not return to leave, but not salty voice is introduced to Sima Zhengming ear: "I am a sheep, next month full 17."

"Where are you going?" Sima Zhengming called to his back.

"Trial."

Sima Zhengming left his mouth and put the box back to the forbidden area. He told his disciples, "wait a moment. When sima'an wakes up, let him go to the back mountain wall to think about his life for a year."

Sima'an's toxin had just been cleared, and he was waking up in a daze. However, when he heard Sima Zhengming's words, he was suddenly disillusioned. His eyes rolled and he fainted again.