Chapter Seventy-Two: A Corner of the Mist
Bai Ye replied in a serious tone.
"I thought something was going on? Xiao Yeye, isn't it the blood of demons? Do you need to put down a soundproof barrier?"
The young White Emperor said disapprovingly.
"You still don't get it?"
Bai Ye watched, and the young White Emperor shook his head slightly with an indifferent expression.
"Understand, isn't it just an injured high-level demon?"
The young White Emperor replied with a blank face.
"Is it true that there is nothing strange about this bloodstain being found in a place other than the villa, but if it is found in the villa, it is very problem......atic?
"What does that mean?"
The young White Emperor asked impatiently.
"This shows that in the villa, in addition to the demon we are looking for, there is another demon hiding in the villa......"
"Another Demon ......"
The young White Emperor muttered the words of the white night.
At this time, the phantom was in the room to close his eyes and heal, and on his right shoulder, there was an obvious deep wound that was still bleeding dark red demon blood.
It took a long time for the phantom demon to slowly open his eyes, and a bloody light flashed through his eyes.
Only then did he get up slowly, and a tingling pain came from his right shoulder, and the phantom looked gloomy, looking at the wound on his right shoulder.
The expression on his face changed, and he muttered, "Damn, I didn't expect this villa to be so weird." ”
"However, it's not completely unrewarding, at least I know where the Heavenly Demon Weapon is. Should. It's in that weird mirror world. However, I'm afraid it's not easy to get it, the environment there is too weird, and the pressure on me is too great, what should I do......"
The phantom demon said, falling into deep thought, and after a while, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the phantom's mouth, and he muttered to himself: "Yes, they should also be looking for the Heavenly Demon Weapon in the White Night, in that case, I will help them......"
After the phantom finished speaking, a phantom shadow separated from his body, and floated out of the room and drifted somewhere......
At the same time, in Bai Ye's room, Bai Ye's mobile phone rang.
Bai Ye, took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, and found that it was Yingchuan Ye calling.
Bai Ye immediately connected the phone: "Hey, has the uncle found it?"
On the other end of the phone, Yingchuan Ye, hearing Bai Ye's name for himself, frowned slightly, and then sighed slightly, and no longer bothered about Bai Ye's name for him, he replied.
"White Night, I did find a strange thing here......
"What!?You're telling the truth, are you sure?"
Bai Ye listened, and after Yingchuan talked at night, his eyes shrank, and he confirmed with a solemn face.
"Well, I was also taken aback when I first found out, and after my repeated investigation, that little girl may have been ...... twenty years ago."
"Well, I see!" Bai Ye hung up the phone with a solemn face.
"What's wrong, White Night?"
The young White Emperor looked at Bai Ye, whose expression suddenly changed, and asked with some doubts.
"Don't ask so much, let's go. ”
Bai Ye didn't explain anything to the young White Emperor, and after hanging up the phone, he immediately pulled the young White Emperor out of the room.
"Let's go!?"
The young White Emperor was dragged away by the white night with a blindfolded face.
Soon, Bai Ye came to the room on the second floor with the White Emperor.
"Xiao Yeye, what are you bringing me here for? Miss Ji Yue should have slept at this point. ”
The young White Emperor looked at Bai Ye beside him with a solemn expression on his face.
Bai Ye took a deep breath in front of the door, and then, reached out and knocked on the door, and asked, "Miss Ying Jiyue, are you there?"
However, there was no sound coming from the room.
"Miss Win Himezuki, Miss Win Himezuki ......"
After that, Bai Ye called outside the door several times, but in the room, there was still no response.
At this time, the young White Emperor on the side also realized that the situation was wrong.
"What's going on?"
Bai Ye did not answer the question of the young White Emperor, but kicked open the door of Ying Jiyue's room, and the room was empty and there was no figure of Miss Ying Jiyue.
The young White Emperor, looking at the empty room, opened his mouth and whispered, "What's the matter, Miss Ji Yue?"
"That's ...... so"
A look of surprise appeared on Bai Ye's face, and he said, "White Emperor, hurry up and find Miss Ying Jiyue's room, you should find something." ”
"Good!"
After that, the young White Emperor and Bai Ye searched in Ying Jiyue's room.
Not long after, the young White Emperor found several fragments of plaster statues in the trash can in the room.
"Huh, what is this?"
The young White Emperor leaned down and took out the plaster statue fragment from it, and took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while.
"Xiao Yeye, look. ”
The young White Emperor, holding the plaster statue fragment in his hand, walked towards Bai Ye and asked.
"Xiao Yeye, are these the missing pieces of plaster statue. ”
Bai Ye took the plaster statue fragment in the hand of the young White Emperor and carefully studied it for a while, and then opened his mouth to confirm.
"Judging from the material, it should be the few plaster pieces that we are missing, and then look at it and see what else is there. ”
With that, the two continued to search in Ji Yue's room.
When Bai Ye searched in front of a bookshelf, he found that one row of books on the bookshelf was a little strange, and compared with the other lines of books, it was obviously prominent.
"Questions?"
Bai Ye was keenly aware of the abnormality, so he reached out and took out the protruding book directly.
After taking out the above line of books, another line of books appeared underneath the books.
However, it is not placed vertically, but horizontally.
"It's ......"
When Bai Ye looked down at the hidden book behind him, his pupils shrank.
Because, the books hidden in the back are the same books that mysteriously disappeared from the shelves last time.
"Ouch!"
While looking at a few books in the white night, the young White Emperor accidentally tripped over something.
The young White Emperor got up from the ground with a disgraced face and turned to look behind him.
I found that under the cabinet behind me, there was a section of what appeared to be the border of an oil painting.
"What is this?"
The young White Emperor, with doubts, pulled out the things under the cabinet.
The thing under the cabinet gradually revealed its true face, and it turned out to be an oil painting of a female figure.
However, the woman's face in the oil painting has been painted with blood-red oil paint.
"Isn't this one of the two figures that have disappeared from the drawing-room? ”
The young White Emperor, looking at the oil painting that had been destroyed, felt a little pity.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the hallway, walking towards this room.
Bai Ye's expression changed slightly, and he pulled the young White Emperor out of the window and left Ying Jiyue's room.
Not long after, Ying Jiyue's figure appeared in the room, and as soon as she entered the door, she found that the door had been destroyed.
"Well, has anyone been here? Is it Ying Wen, Ying Shan, or Mr. Phantom Night?"
The corners of Ying Jiyue's mouth rose slightly, and she murmured, "It looks like you're going to be discovered?"
Ying Jiyue, as she spoke, came to the full-length mirror in the room.
In the mirror, a terrifying demon image dressed in black, with long hair scattered in a shawl, with a pair of blood-red pupils, like a carrion corpse, was reflected.
Ying Jiyue smiled at the image in the mirror, and then, walking into the mirror, the mirror was flooded with waves.
After that, calm was restored, and Ying Jiyue's figure disappeared into the room.
By this time, they had returned to their room.
"Xiao Yeye, it seems that winning Ji Yue is a demon. ”
"No, Win Ji Yue is not a demon, the demon just borrowed the identity of Miss Ying Ji Yue. ”
Bai Ye opened his mouth to deny.
"What's going on?"
The young White Emperor looked at the White Emperor with a puzzled expression.
"Because...... The real Win Hime Tsuki died twenty years ago. ”
"Impossible, right!?"
The young White Emperor said with a shocked face: "If Miss Ying Jiyue died twenty years ago, then what happened to Ying Jiyue, who has lived with the nearby residents for twenty years?"
"Remember all those yellowed graffiti paintings we found?"
"Remember, you mean...... Those paintings were painted by Ying Jiyue when she was a child?"
The young White Emperor, after thinking about it slightly, replied.