Chapter 277:

There is some kind of life entity in this apartment that cannot be recognized by common sense. If that is the explanation, are the creatures in this apartment suggesting to themselves?

The demon species in the apartment was arrested. After the apartment was left idle, did these grievances still not disappear?

The stone stele seems to be quite old, but there is not much dust. Some people take care of it carefully at intervals. It should be the devil's daily care.

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Inferring from the available evidence, the demon species was probably the real culprit who harmed the family, and then took possession of the magpie's nest and seized the entire apartment as his own.

As the real murderer, he set up a tombstone for the victim and routinely maintained and cleaned it. Isn't he conscious of being the real murderer?

The handwriting on the stone tablet has been soaked by the years, and the tombstone glyph engraved on it is already illegible, barely recognizing the name of a burial person "Olan Beth." This should be the name of the old knight's son.

The other two tombstones are the tombstones of the old knight's wife and his old father.

Somewhat strangely, Ji Bai went around the apartment and did not find the old knight's own tombstone.

"Is that the old knight not dead?" Ji Bai rejected this idea.

As a first-order species, the life span of a human is difficult to exceed one hundred. When this apartment was still in the name of the old knight, it had been recorded nearly a hundred years ago. If he is still alive now, it is estimated that he is a hundred-year-old old monster.

So where is the tombstone of the old knight? Did he die in battle?

With limited clues, Ji Bai felt that his inference was blocked, so he decided to sneak into the apartment building to investigate.

Both the side entrance and the front entrance were ridden: they were guarded by dirt, and it was difficult to sneak in silently.

Turning the corner, the room behind gave Ji Bai a surprise.

The window of an inner house is open.

Looking at the window with the fluttering curtains, Ji Bai thoughtfully.

This apartment has been completely sealed off. Was this omission due to the negligence of the knights, or was someone deliberately opening the window?

Recalling that the place where I woke up was not far from the tombstone in the back room, this window felt like it was opened for myself.

This room is the bathroom on the first floor of the apartment. Except for the first one by the door, the other compartments are closed with the door panels tightly closed, as if someone is inside.

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Opening the door quietly, there was silence on the promenade. The knights outside only searched and sealed off the apartment, and did not send people into the apartment to patrol, saving Ji Bai no trouble.

The spirit body in this apartment deliberately entrusts a dream to himself, is there anything that needs to be done by himself?

The old man seemed to point to the underground, did he tell himself that there was something under this apartment?

Ji Bai was leaning on his sword, walking back and forth in the corridor to test the emptiness of the slate.

He soon realized that this was not a solution. This apartment occupies a very large area, and every floor tile was tested in turn, and he couldn't finish it until the next morning.

With his hand on the hilt, Ji Bai lost his thoughts, staring at the dark opening in front of him. "If it's what you meant to be here, please tell me what to do. I can't help you with just a vague direction.

Ji Bai's words worked. A gust of wind blew into the huge apartment building and pushed open the door of the room at the right end of the corridor.

Are they reminding themselves? That room seems to be Berman's room?

The structure is the same as other rooms on the first floor. In terms of layout, except for the extra set of tables and chairs and sofas, they are almost the same. It can be seen that the owner is very careful and rigorous in cleaning up the room, and there is no sign of dust falling in the corners of the entire room. The furniture and sheets are also very clean. Looking at the iron bed, which is placed in a completely different position from other rooms, Ji Bai thinks a little bit. After moving the furniture away to make enough space, he pushes the iron bed away and uses a sword to test it. A hollow voice. Jian Goyi tried to open the bricks and would flatten the bricks. Ji Bai used to move the bricks a little bit and did not rush to jump off. He leaned on the floor and listened intently. If there is any danger, he might be caught off guard if he jumps down. After confirming that there was no sound, Ji Bai jumped down.

A not-so-spacious room seems to be a basement for stacking sundries. The black stone used for stacking is a bit rough, and it is the most stable building form. People have a feeling of using their strength crookedly. The whole room has no sense of beauty, but rather like a fortress built to prevent something from invading. Adjusted to the darkness, his eyes were barely able to see the outline of the furnishings in the house. Ji Bai lit the paraffin wax on the wooden table, leaving only one companion, and the weak candlelight lit up the cold room. There is nothing worth exploring in the room. There is only one main room in the basement, and there is no compartment. A big box, the yellowed papers on the tabletop are soaked with messy ink, and there is also a big closet. This is all the layout of the entire basement. The big box was locked and fell into disrepair for a long time. The rusty lock almost became a decoration. Song Yijian cut off the lock and only a stack of yellowed paper, spread out on the table, most of it completely. Blank, except for the yellowing part of the years, there is no record of any letters and forgets, and the Shao Claire is a scherce pass, which is due to any blank ground.

Ji Bai counted, there were a thousand three sheets of paper, four of which were pure black, and the rest were pure white that was not stained with ink. This is why the thirteen pieces of paper with nothing written on it should be put into the box and locked up? It’s been a long time since this lock has been, 5

The original owner of the apartment left behind, so what did he want to express? The number 13 in the temple itself is a bit mysterious. There are 13 saint martial families in the temple, but it is too far-fetched to just have the same number. The two should have nothing to do with each other.

The candlelight flickered and flickered, and the passing black shadow appeared in the basement, and it pointed to the wardrobe indefinitely.

Do you want me to open the closet?

"Crack..." The rusty door] pivoted and made an unpleasant sound.

As soon as the cabinet door was opened, a piece of white paper floating in front of the cabinet door floated out.

There are only seven dots drawn on the white paper, and the six black dots form a circle, enclosing the bright red dot among them.

"Six black dots surround a red dot, what does this mean?’

Ji Baiming felt that this piece of paper was not an ordinary graffiti.

Fold the paper and put it in his pocket, Ji Bai looked at the only item in the closet, a half-length oval bronze mirror.

The strange feeling is like spreading ink, slowly immersing Ji Bai's limbs and corpses. Seeing myself reflected on the dim mirror, it should be like this.

What was reflected in the mirror was not her own appearance, but a little girl with frosty silver hair in a black and white sling dress. If a girl's eyes changed slightly, her expressionless face began to become weird one by one, and her expression was sensitive at the moment. Stepping out, Ji Bai reached out and touched his face. Before touching the skin, he could not accidentally touch the cold iron helmet. The girl in the mirror touched her face with her hands, her complexion changed slightly.

There is a problem with this bronze mirror.

Just as Ji Bai was about to move this suspicious bronze mirror out, the faint candlelight flickered and was swallowed by darkness.

There is no wind in the basement, someone deliberately blows out the candlelight. There seems to be a "chuckle... the inside of the bronze mirror is changing. In the darkness, the unbearable sound makes the scalp numb." The corners of the mouth are grinning, and in the invisible darkness, this is so cool. "Silver-haired girl Ka!" The girl in the mirror kept hitting the bronze mirror, her scalp broke open, the skin on her face was ulcerated, and half of her face even "Ka! Ka! Head, but the smile at the corner of her mouth changed." Getting more treacherous, two eyed skeletons stared at Ji Bai outside the mirror.

I can see her pale, under the iron helmet, I don't know what kind of expression it is.

Ji Bai didn't run away either, so she quietly watched the monster in the mirror show its original shape, and got out of the mirror little by little.

Without stopping and moving, the monster became more and more excited, and attributed all this to the fright of the prey.

Seeing the prey coming to the bone, the monster got out of the mirror.

Finally, Sen Wei was a fist wrapped in black armbands.

The oncoming monster was snapped off his head abruptly.

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The round and bald head of the skull fell to the ground like a ball, and the half of the body that came out of the bronze mirror was silent, and then hurriedly withdrew his hand to drill back.

Ji Bai didn't give it a chance, grabbed the neck and pulled the whole skeleton out of the bronze mirror, and slammed it to the ground, [Bao Wang] drove in and nailed it to the ground.

The unrelenting skull and jaws were closed one by one, and were broken by Ji Bai's punch.

As if thinking that he had seized the opportunity, the small human-faced spider waiting in the bronze mirror jumped out and was nailed to the stone wall by the flying silver long sword before it hit the ground.

This kind of human-faced spiders with unknown origins are familiar faces. Since the border city incident, they will have their shadows whenever disasters occur. This bronze mirror is very strange, like a space-time passage connecting different places, and it is still one-way.