Blood Princess and the Knight

Did not get his wish and put his hand into the bronze mirror, Ji Bai judged.

The dust falling from the cabinet can be judged that this mirror has been placed here for many years, but there has not been a disaster like a monster invasion in the eastern suburbs. Someone probably prevented it.

Is it the old knight? The bronze mirror was locked into the underground of the apartment, and a basement similar to a fort was built to prevent monsters from invading the main plane. In that case, this mirror is probably.

"Kang Dang!" The sword bounced back as expected, without even leaving a crack on the mirror.

Sure enough, this mirror cannot be easily destroyed, otherwise the original owner of the apartment would not make such a helpless decision. Can you imagine that you can bear the nest of a monster underground?

or Mu Xiaowan

If all this was done by the old knight, then everything can be explained.

"Father, if you guessed correctly, you should be the father of the original owner of this house, right?" Ji Bai didn't look back and the black shadows gathered in the darkness, as if nodding slightly.

"Calling Zai here to let me deal with the problem of this mirror?

The shadow of the rickety old man nodded and shook his head again.

Is it right?

"There are better options out there, isn't it? Why should you ask me, a long-retired knight, to solve the problem?"

The black shadow was silent for a moment, and pointed to the pile of black and white paper placed on the wooden table.

Sure enough, this stack of paper refers to the hometown

Thirteen sheets, four in black and nine in white. What message does the person who locked the paper in the box want to convey to the person who found the stack of paper?

"Do you know what this stack of paper means?" Ji Bai chose one of the most direct and efficient methods-asking the insider.

The black shadow stood in the darkness, neither nodding nor shaking his head, and was silent.

Ji Bai realized that Sombra hadn't spoken a word from beginning to end.

Is it because the spirit state cannot open the package? SEs Xiaozhi

Although it is not clear what the + three pieces of paper are trying to convey, it can be seen that the old man has concerns about the Knights, and he would rather find a retired non-professional than to hand it over to the Knights.

"Apart from this mirror, do you want to ask me for anything else?"

Black Shadow pointed to Ji Bai's pocket.

Ji Bai took out the neatly stacked paper.

Is this drawing with seven dots drawn?

Ji Bai rubbed his head with a headache. He liked reasoning, but reasoning with too many clues made people clueless, and really couldn't like it.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow disappeared.

Ji Bai was full of doubts that there was no one to answer.

This mirror is a disaster to stay here, but it cannot be taken out. In case it is used by someone with a heart, the consequences will be disastrous. According to Sombra’s concerns about the Knights, Ji Bai believes that he should not give this mirror to the Knights. .

He also faintly felt the internal problems of the Knights, and now there is an imposter in the group with an unknown purpose, and it is obviously unwise to move this mirror out now.

Close the cabinet, stack the papers, and look at the scattered papers on the wooden table. Ji Bai hesitated, re-ignited the candle, lit the thirteen papers, and watched them burn to ashes before leaving with confidence. .

After moving the stone bricks and iron bed to their original positions, Ji Bai walked out of the room.

He was lost in thought, what is the reason for this family's persistence after death? There is obviously no one of the original master among the several tombstones. Where is the body of the old knight? Also, what role does that demon species play in this family's story?

The thread in the brain was entangled into a ball of yarn that could not be untied.

Glancing at the room where the door was hidden, Ji Bai was puzzled and pushed open the door of this room.

This room is different from all the rooms in this apartment. The rooms in the corridor on the first floor are more or less dusty, the bedding and sheets are the simplest white, and the layout of the room is very simple. .

Grey-black wall coverings cover the snow-white walls. The whole room is clean and tidy. On the bedside table there are still hard bread, cold milk and a bowl of steak, as if someone lived here yesterday.

The rusks were hard, and the milk steaks were cold, but they were not spoiled. At least they were only placed here yesterday.

Is the demon species placed here? Why is it here? It seems that the room he lives in is not this one. After three meals a day, it seems like there are still people living here. Plus, it's haunted here, and it feels a bit irritating.

In addition, Ji Bai also noticed a photo frame placed on the other bedside table.

Ji Bai took it over and took a look. The photo paper had turned yellow. It was a family photo.

The man put his arms around his wife. The old man behind him was kind and his son was under his knees. Besides, there was another little boy beside him. He seemed a little shy and didn't dare to face the camera.

The photo is black and white, and the only strange thing is that the man's face seems to be deliberately cut off.

This should be the original owner of the apartment. I don’t know who had his face deliberately amputated. It should be their son under his knees. The old man behind him is probably the shadow he saw just now. Then who is this little boy? It's not like a member of their family, why did it appear in this photo.

Putting down the old photo frame, it is impolite to spy on other people's family life photos without their consent, not to mention that the photos are already dead, and the deceased must be respected.

"Gu Gu feels a little hungry, and this place happens to be empty.

Ji Bai looked around for a while, slowly squatting down, the fleeting bats intertwined into black and white skirt materials.

The silver-haired girl squatted by the bed, frowning slightly.

She suddenly remembered that she didn't have a blood bag.

big head.

A little bat flapped its wings, with a blood bag in its mouth, and approached her.

"Where did you find it?" With a meaningful glance at the crack of the unclosed door, Bai Ji knew the answer.

You knew Yun a long time ago? Forget it, D himself is not stingy enough to care about with a group of dead people.

(Update may be late, but never absent (>_

Chapter 33~

The world is off-white.

The deformed boy stood up from the quagmire time and time again, the mud stuck to his face, and the unwashable stains were carved into his heart. "Monster!"

"Ugly!"

"Freak, what a disgusting thing!

"Go away! You will bring misfortune to this city! Get out of here!"

I don't know who led the head, and the voices are endless.