I Can Rewind Chapter 78: Day 3

Seeing that Zhang Xiaomo didn't speak anymore, Su Muyao glanced at her with a strange expression, stopped talking, turned around and climbed upstairs.

Yan Junze stared at Zhang Xiaomo, Zhang Xiaomo put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked out the door.

Yan Junze also put down the unfinished vermicelli and went outside.

The two walked to the front of the house next door, looked at each other first, and then looked at the house where Lin Dong lived.

This is a large self-built one-story house. At the moment, the door is closed and the curtains in the windows are drawn, so it is impossible to see what is going on inside.

"Do you think there is something weird?" Yan Junze couldn't help but said, "The landlord may have left early."

"Not necessarily." Zhang Xiaomo walked to the door, and the magnetic knife pinned to her waist bounced along with her walking pace, and could be grabbed by her at any time.

When she came to the door, she hesitated for a moment, and stretched out her right hand to touch the closed door.

The door suddenly loosened, and slowly opened inward, revealing the dark space in the room, and the furnishings inside could not be seen clearly for a moment.

"Is the door open?" Yan Junze asked in surprise, and took two steps forward.

Zhang Xiaomo didn't move, she stood at the door, glanced into the room, reached out and grabbed the doorknob, didn't go in, but closed the door with a bang.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?" Yan Junze asked.

"There are two types of supernatural intervention, one is active and the other is passive." Zhang Xiaomo said, "If Granny Ren had already arrived, I'm going into this room now to let her passively intervene. I am at a disadvantage."

Looking back, Zhang Xiaomo turned around and walked back: "No matter if Lin Dong is fine or not, you can't enter the house at this moment."

The two returned to the rental house.

Yan Junze worriedly asked: "Then, is Granny Ren here? Has something happened to Lin Dong?"

"Not sure." Zhang Xiaomo shook her head, "I want to protect you. I can't let you stay outside the house alone, let alone let you go in and take risks with me. We'll talk about it later."

Yan Junze returned to the back room and sat on the bed, feeling a little uneasy.

And Zhang Xiaomo poured some hot water and dishwashing liquid on the bowls and chopsticks after eating, and started washing the dishes in the outhouse.

After a while, the brisk footsteps upstairs sounded again, Su Muyao ran downstairs, stood at the door, and looked into the room on the first floor.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xiaomo asked.

"I want Xiaoyan to do me a favor." Su Muyao said, "I was cleaning, and the head of the mop came off and couldn't be tightened."

"His leg is cramped, you can take it off, and I'll screw it on for you." Zhang Xiaomo said without thinking.

Su Muyao looked around the room helplessly, but there was no sign of Yan Junze.

Of course, twisting the mop was just one of them. She actually wanted to find an excuse for Yan Junze to go up and lift the sofa for herself, because there was a stench coming out from under the sofa last night.

There may be dead rats stinking underneath, which makes Su Muyao feel very sick.

But there is no way, there are so many rats, cockroaches and bugs in this place.

Su Muyao was going to tell the truth: "I also want to ask him to help me lift the sofa. There seems to be something stinky under the sofa, and it keeps emitting a stinky smell. I want to clean that place after removing the sofa."

"Xiaoyan's hand joints are disabled at the third level. I can't lift heavy objects. I'm sorry." Zhang Xiaomo said again.

Su Muyao was completely speechless, turned around angrily and went upstairs.

Yan Junze came out of the back room with a resentful expression on his face, and said to Zhang Xiaomo: "I have only been in for a while, and you made me a third-class disabled. Lifting something, isn't that easy?"

"You can't leave my protection."

"You can also go up with me to help."

"I don't want to make trouble."

"But your reason is also..."

"I won't lie, I'm sorry for hurting you." Zhang Xiaomo squeezed out a smile.

At the end of the day, Yan Junze felt that Zhang Xiaomo took herself more seriously than the previous two days.

She didn't let herself go out all day, and her eyes were alert. Even when Lin Ling, the male tenant upstairs, came back from get off work to greet her, Zhang Xiaomo didn't have time to return.

It was still dark, and the two closed the door of the outer room very early.

Zhang Xiaomo went back to the back room, sat on the bed and turned on the phone to start the day's screen refresh mode.

Yan Junze felt very thirsty, so he came to the outhouse and poured himself a glass of water, and was about to drink from the glass.

Suddenly found a person standing outside the window, the figure of a man.

Just between the window and the doorway, motionless.

Yan Junze walked to the window, while drinking water, he turned his head and glanced at the door outside, convinced that the person standing outside at this moment was the landlord who hadn't seen him all day——Lin Dong.

It was dusk and the sky was getting dark, but Yan Junze could still recognize Lin Dong's figure.

This guy just stood at the door like this, without moving for a while, like a paper dummy.

Just when Yan Junze felt his heart tremble, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Dong knocked on the door.

Yan Junze turned around and walked into the back room with the water glass in his hand, and said to Zhang Xiaomo: "You said that under the current situation, should I not open the door, not open the door or not?"

Zhang Xiaomo also heard the knock on the door, she burst out laughing, but then held back, got up and went to the outer room, Yan Junze followed behind.

Coming to the side of the window, Lin Dong can still be seen outside the door.

It's just that after this guy knocked a few times, there was no more movement, just standing there in a daze, thinking about life?

"Became distracted."

Zhang Xiaomo turned and left the door, Yan Junze followed behind and said, "How do you know?"

"Experience." Zhang Xiaomo replied.

"What should we do now?" Yan Junze entered the back room, put the water glass in his hand on the bedside table, and suggested: "Then you might as well go out with a magnetic knife, and if Granny Ren is hiding next door, kill her with one knife." Then I went to Xinglong Supermarket to buy wine, and we celebrated with champagne at night!"

Zhang Xiaomo rolled his eyes at him, shook his head and said, "If possible ~IndoMTL.com~ try not to hurt innocent people. There are so many people now, Lin Dong should have just been separated for no more than 48 hours, I'll see you later Go to the next door, rescue him and see if Granny Ren is there."

"Should I go?" Yan Junze asked.

Zhang Xiaomo took out a small black round box, which was similar to a simple cosmetic box with a mirror that girls often use, and handed it to Yan Junze, saying: "There is an energy radiation field inside, bring it on your body and open it Within ten minutes, any ghost dare not come close. Don't go there, just wait for me here in a while."

"Energy...radiation?" Yan Junze took it with some hesitation, and asked worriedly, "Is it harmful to the body?"

"Yes, but it doesn't affect you much now." Zhang Xiaomo said firmly.

"Why?"

"It's just killing | essence."

Yan Junze: "..."

In the rental room on the second floor.

Su Muyao dragged her boyfriend Lin Ling to the sofa.

In fact, Su Muyao had already cooked the meal. Originally, the two of them planned to fill their stomachs before cleaning, but they really couldn't stand the smell coming from under the sofa, so they planned to clean up before eating.

"Are you sure it's down here?" Lin Ling pointed to the sofa.

"You smell it yourself, I can't take it anymore, it's getting more and more stinky!" Su Muyao covered her nose and said in a stifled voice.

"Come on, help me." Lin Ling knelt down and grabbed one end of the sofa, "Pull on the other end, don't lift it up, I'll lift it up."

Su Muyao ran to the other end of the sofa and pulled it towards the door. Lin Ling lifted half of the cloth sofa to the middle of the outer room, revealing the things under the sofa.

But unexpectedly, it was not the dead mouse that Su Muyao called, but a mass of... hair, a mass of gray hair mixed with black mucus.