I Can Rewind Chapter 118: Her name is Aunt Mei

"Is that trash picker a man or a woman?" Yan Junze asked.

"Female." Uncle Zheng answered while recalling.

Yan Junze thought for a while: "Who in the community still has an impression of this matter?"

Uncle Zheng wiped his mouth, pointed to the neighborhood, and said, "Uncle Pu who lives on the first floor of Building No. 4, I mean I call him Uncle Pu, you should call him Grandpa. He has lived here for a long time, maybe Know something."

"Then Mr. Zheng, take your time."

After Yan Junze left the duty room, he didn't go home immediately, but went directly to the opposite side of No. 5 building of his home.

Uncle Pu should be over 90 years old, and his hearing is not good. After Yan Junze knocked on the door, Uncle Pu's daughter came out and opened the door.

Yes, his daughter is 64 years old, and Yan Junze calls her grandma.

Uncle Pu was lying on the bed. Because of his inconvenient legs and feet, he didn't get up very often. Even when he got up, he basically sat in a wheelchair.

Since the eruption of the spirit, he seldom goes out.

Yan Junze had seen this old man before. Uncle Pu's hair had fallen out, his body was thin, and his cheekbones were sunken. It was said that he liked chattering very much.

Yan Junze said that he was looking for Uncle Pu to ask about the old community, but the uncle's daughter let him into the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he said with a smile: "Grandpa Pu, hello, don't bother you? I'll ask you for some information."

Uncle Pu raised his head and looked at Yan Junze with a smile, but he was very kind.

Yan Junze was afraid that he would not be able to hear what he said, so he turned up the volume: "Hi, grandpa!"

"Well, the weather is good, the weather is good today." Uncle Pu nodded.

Yan Junze looked embarrassed, and said again: "Grandpa, I just want to ask you a few words."

"How do you know I can draw?" Uncle Pu looked surprised.

Yan Junze turned his head and glanced at Uncle Pu's daughter who was standing behind him. His daughter shook her head and said with a helpless smile, "He's always been like this now, answering irrelevant questions, or... you can just follow suit."

"Follow the fate?" Yan Junze felt that the old people nowadays are quite humorous, turned his head, looked at Uncle Pu, raised his voice again, and said word by word: "Grandpa, before the underground warehouse in our community was rebuilt, you Remember?"

"I remember." Uncle Pu finally answered correctly.

"Then tell me, I want to know something." Yan Junze nodded and sat down against the edge of the bed.

"I remember that year, my father said that Suncheon's underground party was chased and intercepted by the enemy. Later, they had no choice but to change their appearance..."

"Okay okay, grandpa, I was wrong." Yan Junze stood up, smiled wryly at Uncle Pu's daughter, and then said to Uncle Pu: "I won't bother you anymore, you have a good rest."

When Hualuo was about to leave, Uncle Pu's daughter asked curiously: "What do you want to know? Maybe I know too."

Yan Junze said casually: "I just want to ask a woman who picked up trash in the underground garage before."

"Oh, you mean Aunt May."

"Huh? You really know each other." Yan Junze was surprised.

Uncle Pu and the woman nodded: "I've heard the old man talk about it before. Aunt Mei spent her whole life picking up garbage. It's very pitiful. Later, her economic conditions improved a little and she has been living in an underground warehouse in Fenghua Community."

"Didn't the warehouse be converted into a parking lot later?" Yan Junze said.

"Well, but there is a plumbing maintenance room inside, and Aunt Mei lived in it later. It's just that her rheumatism was very serious, and it seems that this caused other diseases and passed away."

"Is she married? Does she have any children?"

"No." Uncle Pu's daughter lowered her head and thought for a while, "It seems that I found a pair of abandoned babies later, but they were all disabled. I heard that Aunt Mei was raising them, but I rarely saw them. Later, Aunt Mei After half a month of death, her body was discovered."

"What about the babies?"

"He died before Aunt Mei and couldn't support her. Aunt Mei was very sad for a long time."

"Well, I think I understand, thank you, Grandma Pu." Yan Junze smiled, nodded to Uncle Pu's daughter, and then left.

Looking at it now, the dead woman in the underground garage is definitely Aunt Mei, and the two dead babies are the disabled abandoned babies she picked up.

But what made Yan Junze curious was that when he turned on [Spiritual Event Perception], he didn't detect any mission information about the corpse woman and the two corpse babies.

This shows that the corpse woman and the others may not have any obsessions, or the corpse baby has obsessions, but they are severely suppressed by the corpse woman.

This point can be judged from the cowering look of the corpse baby when he looked at the corpse woman.

Yan Junze is full of absolute curiosity about the spirit of the dead woman.

First of all, this old lady is really amazing. When the back-up girl sees her, she doesn't say anything, just like Ke'er sees other high-level supernatural beings.

It shows that the corpse woman's supernatural level is very high, but it is unknown what level it is.

The most important thing is that from Yan Junze's point of view, the corpse woman is very friendly to others, without obsession or resentment. At least for the time being, there is no place that poses a threat to people, otherwise they wouldn't be living silently in the underground garage for an unknown period of time.

If possible, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages by establishing friendship with this corpse woman.

It's just that Yan Junze knows that with his current [Evil Spirit Locking] skill, it seems that even spirits above the level of semi-plastic spirits cannot be locked successfully. locked.

"Just like this, buy some candles to see her in two days, and open the back file in advance, to find out if you can establish a relationship with the dead woman."

Yan Junze made up his mind.

Back home, there was nothing to say all the way.

At the weekend, the school notified all the third-year students in advance that they would organize a large class, with college teachers coming to give explanations, and previous college entrance examination champions showing up to teach the test-taking experience.

Yan Junze and Zhou Dali did not expect this at all.

Fortunately, the time is not long~IndoMTL.com~It will end after about 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Yan Junze and Zhou Dali immediately went to the "Tuesday Blessing" gold store, and when they arrived at the processing room, they found that only the two apprentices were there, and the master Gu Bai was not there.

Yan Junze saw that the mold of the mallet had been made, and it was placed on the table in an orderly manner, but there was no sign of Gu Bai.

"Master Gu said he'll be here in a while, so please wait." An apprentice greeted him, and then ran away to get busy.

About half an hour later, Gu Bai arrived late.

This guy has very obvious dark circles, drooping eyelids, staggering steps, and looks badly rested.

Looking at it this way, Yan Junze is worried that he is starting work now.

However, Gu Bai seemed to be self-aware, so he didn't move immediately, but sat there to rest for a while, smoked a cigarette, drank a few sips of the strong tea made by his apprentice, he didn't feel so tired, so he started.

Yan Junze was puzzled, what was this guy doing at night, and why was he so tired? Can't you just simply sleep well?

He wanted to return to his thoughts, but it was not convenient for him to ask now, and he was with Zhou Dali, so he just stood and watched from a distance.

"Brother Gu, if you find a special structure inside, please stop, I will consider whether to continue." Yan Junze reminded.

Gu Bai nodded, then shook his head again: "Based on my experience, the workmanship of this statue is not very fine, and the chance of having a special structure inside is very small."

Even though he said so, he was still very careful. After a while, the statue of Lin Yishan in front of him was melted into a big ball, and Gu Bai carefully poured it into the mold.

At this moment, a black bead rolled out of the molten golden liquid.

"Wait." Yan Junze said immediately.