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Chapter 167 White Clothes Chapter Eight: The White Clothes of the Past(1/2)

"Uh, then do you do?" Continue to test.

"It's a big deal. I'm a purebred vampire, not that kind of fake second-hand goods.

Purebred vampires don’t have much dependence on blood.

But after explaining to the villagers for a long time, they still didn't want to believe it.

Look, in order to join the police station, I took vegetarian food for half a year."

"Then, that's really hard... By the way, what's your name?"

"If you don't change your name or sit, you won't change your surname. Baiyi, what's your name?

Oh oh oh, I remembered it. I seemed to have asked me just now, black wine, black wine, right? Your father must be an alcoholic."

"It's the nine of mathematics, not the wine you can drink..."

"Nine number? Then your name is good enough. Isn't this a supporting character?

The man who created you is a nameless person."

"Maybe...but I think it sounds pretty good..."

"By the way, looking at your outfit, I must have been a martial arts master in the past, but I don't know if my martial arts are still there after my amnesia."

As we were chatting, we had already arrived at the entrance of the village.

Wrapped in the white forest, the resolute thing that catches your eye is a medium-sized village.

I saw a stone tablet on the front of the village with three big words written on it:

Baijia Village.

——

Baiyi brought Heijiu home, a two-story earthen house in a remote area.

It's not good, but it's not as dilapidated as the slums.

Such buildings are almost in the middle and lower category throughout the village.

Baiyi took Heijiu home. The house was not big, but it was cleaned up very neatly.

Judging from the items around it, Baiyi should live alone.

"There is an empty room in the inner room, and you can live in it after cleaning it up. Anyway, you have no place to go, so don't be picky."

"Yeah, no!"

Baiyi took Heijiu to the room to clean up.

During the cleaning process, Hei Jiu asked:

"Does Sister Bai live alone?"

"I am an orphan, what do you think? Why do you ask this? Want to chase me?"

"No, no..."

"Tsk, no vision!"

After the room was cleaned up, I handed the quilt and mattress into the room.

Anyway, there is a place to live.

The sky gradually became dark, and Baiyi fryed two vegetarian dishes and started eating with Heijiu.

I have to say that the fried dish is really unpalatable.

No wonder I usually only cook Western food in the Demon King Castle.

"Sister, what's going on with your hand?"

Hei Jiu, who was eating, began to test.

In my impression, there was a black dot on the right arm of Baiyi.

When he was in the Demon King Castle, Hei Jiu once asked what was going on. Bai Yi said that the mole that had been long a while ago had not been used to have not.

"Hand, what's wrong with my hand?"

Baiyi looked at the left hand that Hei Jiu pointed, and then pulled the sleeve upwards.

Then, sure enough, there was the black mole in the same position.

"Oh? What is this? When did I get it?"

Baiyi looked at the black dots on his arm for some reason.

Heijiu was even more sure of what he thought in his heart.

That is, the white clothes in front of him should be the white clothes himself.

——

Because if this white clothes are fake, then it must be the illusion created by the demon after reading the white clothes' heart.

Judging from her clothes, I am afraid that what I created was the past self in Baiyi's impression.

However, there was no black mole on the white-clothed arm in the past.

The black mole that should have appeared on the body of Baiyi in the future appeared on the body of Baiyi in the past.

That means that this white clothes are not an illusion but a real thing.

The demon of the heir is likely to want Heijiu to use the true white clothes as an illusion, so as to achieve the goal of killing each other.

Or, frame the blame?

Let Baiyi, who was temporarily sealed by memory, kill Hei Jiu, who had a very high psychological defense?

Anyway, everything is possible.

——

From the extreme eccentricity of the demon, Hei Jiu's illusion is full of phantoms and cannot be touched at all.

The illusion of white clothes is all physical, with a warm and touching state.

The demon of the heir apparently regarded the illusion of white clothes as the main battlefield and used more magic.

After dinner, Baiyi was going out to patrol, so she asked Heijiu to look after the house, so she couldn't stand it and had to rest early.

Hei Jiu sighed in his heart that Baiyi's nerves were a bit big.

It was obvious that I had known each other for less than a day, so I trusted myself so much.

——

After Baiyi left, Heijiu noticed something was wrong around him.

That is, all the illusions around have become virtual. Except for the ground that is hard, everything else has become the illusion in your own illusion.

I can see it, but I can't touch it.

"You can save magic so much, and you are simply too!"

He looked up at the sky, then walked through the wall and went out.

Look at home? Look at a ghost!

There is nothing wrong with seeing a house in the virtual world.

Walking on the street, no one could see Hei Jiu. Hei Jiu could pass through the pedestrian's body as a ghost.

It seems that the only one who can see himself is white clothes.

And only when white clothes are there, the surrounding buildings will feel touching to you.

——

No one sees himself anyway.

Hei Jiu simply flew into the air.

Not long after, I found Baiyi, who was patrolling at night.

She was chatting with a man, and judging from his expression, she was a little bored.

The man was a short rat man dressed in a household servant, wearing a gray dress, rubbing his hands at this time, saying:

"Miss Bai, what's wrong with my young master? She is not worthy of you? Why don't you give me such a shame?

You know that there are so many women in the village who want to marry my son.”

Baiyi said with annoyance:

"Lao Liu, I'll tell you again. I don't like your stinky actor who is neither male nor female.

You'd better go back and bring him a message.

Don't bother me again, otherwise I will be rude to him!"

He cursed the servant and then left angrily.
To be continued...
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