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At the same time, I also suddenly understood that at this moment, we are already deeply immersed in the world created by the sword spirit, and this world is not my decision, but it is in charge.

The only way I can resist is to find her real name in the illusion as soon as possible.

Otherwise, every time I say something wrong, I will have to at least listen to her howl a few times, and continue to endure that real heart-rending sound.

After the first setback, I looked at the skulls in front of me that continued to be put together haphazardly, and forced my mind to work quickly.

I have to guess the true name of this sword spirit, and in order to guess this, I have to combine everything I saw in the phantom of the Qinglou just now, and integrate the association.

But how easy is that?!

When the Qing army was slaughtered, in addition to the quasi-protagonist Hui Yu Rong, there were too many people with names and surnames.

When those people die, they instinctively shout the names of their concubines (harmony) or their wives and children, and what I remember alone, there are "little cui, cuihua, sauerkraut, white radish, Korean food, etc., ...... any one of them is a cold dish or a ghost who died unjustly for no reason, bitter and hateful, and anyone can be the unlucky knife spirit.

It's ...... at all I can't choose!

Except for Hui Yu Lotus, I really can't think of anyone who has the "potential" to become a powerful ghost in the knife, and such a guess is not exactly the same as looking for a needle in a haystack?

The more I can't think of it, the more crazy I become, and the more crazy I get, the more chaotic my heart becomes.

Looking at the face in the mirror that was reassembled from minced meat, I didn't know what to think in my head, and in despair, I actually "discussed" the sword spirit in a predicament: "Sister...... Give me another hint? You're making me guess that, it's too bullying. ”

I was surprised to say this.

It is estimated that since ancient times, if there are a hundred people who dare to discuss with ghosts, then I can definitely count the one hundred and one, and people obviously let me guess, I still have no shame to say this kind of thing, it seems that I am ...... now In the past few years, the business has not been in vain, and the skin has thickened a lot.

Maybe it's the reason why people are shameless and invincible in the world, after I said these words, the female ghost with a "red paint" face didn't scare me, nor did she torture me with that piercing sound wave, she then touched my chest like a spring, and actually prompted me again: "Slave, I told you at the beginning......"

I was surprised.

It's just a sentence, it's just a small hint, but it's too important.

Obviously, this sword spirit must have told me her name a long time ago, in some way, or in some way.

I couldn't figure it out, so I had to repeat her crucial reminder over and over again:

"Slave, I told you at the beginning......"

What did she tell me, or what did she do in the first place?

Finally, after some speculation, I reluctantly pulled my mind back to the scene when I first entered the basement, and even when I first summoned the spirit.

She must have given me some kind of hint? some hint of her name?

I can't think of it, it's not that I'm stupid, it's because this sword spirit has given me very few hints, and she doesn't seem to have done anything except do some inappropriate movements in the mirror! From the time she summoned the sword spirit to the present, she had blown out a few candles and scattered Zhao Shuihe's hair by the way, except to scare me twice...... Wait a minute!

Blowing out candles, beating hair?

When I thought of these two actions, I suddenly thought that when I first entered the hall in the basement, it seemed that every plot turn was closely related to the process of blowing the lamp and extinguishing the light.

The lights go out for the first time, the Oiran fairy appears, lights up again, plays and sings, goes out again, dances high, burns again, and disfigures!

And all this is combined with a name, a name of the most innocent person in that bloodshed!

Suddenly, I figured it out!

In the excitement, I was not afraid, so much so that I opened my eyes, looked up, looked at the head in the mirror like the Four Joy Pills, and wished I could reach out and kiss her twice, if I could, of course......

Without hesitation, I spoke: "Your name is Zhu Shi! It's the little maid Zhu Shi who holds the lamp behind Hui Yu Lotus, and in the blood of Fengyue Field, I'm afraid that only you and that golden boy are the real unjust ghosts!"

Yes, that's my conclusion.

Because I have already heard in Hui Yu Lotus's "Yushu Backyard Flowers", the full of chicken girl ronins are all people who don't know the hatred of the country, only know the joy of time, although they died miserably, but the death was not unjust, because when the country was ruined, these people were still blindly enjoying themselves, and finally to the point of death, they can only blame themselves.

Hui Yu Lotus died fiercely, but she was not wronged, because she also protected Zhao Gong from her own name, and she achieved her wish, and she will have no regrets.

And under the chaotic knife, only the little girl named Zhu Shi, who holds the lamp, is the most wronged.

In today's society, that pink and obedient little girl should be in elementary school, but the cruelty of war and the wheel of history ended her life in the most cruel way, so that this flower withered before it bloomed.

What is the sin of a child, who should die under the butcher's knife?

Maybe it's because she held the lamp before she died, or maybe it was because she remembered the past when she blew out my candle, so when she summoned the sword spirit, my candle went out and burned, which coincided with the detail that she blew the candle twice when she was nervous when she last turned off the lamp after Hui Yu Lotus was alive.

And that's the clue she left me at the beginning.

When I said the name of the bamboo poem, the broken body in the mirror in front of me suddenly stopped shaking and groping.

After a "click" sound, the mirror in the illusion suddenly cracked a crack. Murky blood seeped out from within...... But for some reason, I felt more like tears.

The name of the blood-like and tear-like thing didn't last long when I heard a louder "bang", and then the whole mirror collapsed.

The mirror exploded in an instant, and sharp shards shot straight into my eyes.

"Ahh

Immediately after that, buddy's body ...... Crashed into the hard thick oak door panel in my basement!

The pain, with the horror of waking up, made me shiver.

But then, I was overjoyed, because I knew that I had come out of the dream of the sword spirit.

Facing the familiar scenery in front of me, my heart was relieved, although my brain felt pain from the huge impact, but after all, I woke up, I said the true name of the sword spirit, and I really subdued this miserable, disobedient and mischievous little goblin.

With this thrill of conquering fate, I immediately turned around and looked at the small shrine where Zhao Haipeng was in the basement and where the Hui family's kitchen knives were enshrined.

Over there...... And can't see the kitchen knife?