I Can Rewind Chapter 335: People in the photo (6)

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When it was time for dinner, Huang Chen asked Yan Junze to go down to eat on the first floor.

This guy seemed to follow Yan Junze's instructions very much. Yan Junze said that no one else should go up to the second floor, so he greeted them one by one. Until now, no one has gone upstairs.

Actually, this building is too gloomy and cold. There have been weird disturbances before, and the exorcist was killed. Generally, no one will walk around when there is nothing to do.

In this situation, staying in a crowded place is the most normal choice for ordinary people.

Dinner was brought by the staff of the spirit exorcist team. Each person had a lunch box, a small plate of fruit, and a bottle of mineral water.

However, the protagonists of each photo were given three bags of instant espresso.

Yang Zhijun's physical condition was very poor. After contacting the medical staff, the doctor came and did not inject him with any stimulants. Nervous drugs, but the dosage is not large, and it is used under the supervision of a doctor.

This will ensure that Yang Zhijun's physical condition will not continue to deteriorate and he will be able to stay awake.

Then Yan Junze went to a hardware store on the street and bought a box of blister nails, that is, one side is a nail and the other side is a round surface, you can directly press the round surface with your fingers to press the nail into the object Those little studs.

After putting the foam nails into his pockets, it was already dark, and Yan Junze returned to Mansion No. 7 slowly.

After chatting with Huang Chen and Li Yue, Yan Junze went upstairs after taking the quilt and pillows that he had prepared earlier from Huang Chen.

Huang Chen watched him go to the corridor on the second floor, and couldn't help but said: "Be careful, don't be arrogant, if you can't handle it alone, call, Li Yue and I will come up immediately."

Yan Junze turned his head and smiled and said, "Don't worry, you just need to pay attention to other people's reactions."

Huang Chen still looked a little worried, but he just nodded, but didn't look away.

Yan Junze walked into the corridor, passed the corner, and the eyes behind him disappeared.

He opened the door of the private room, put the chairs together, then spread the quilt on the chairs, and then went to the window and opened one of the windows.

He poked his head out and looked left and right. After confirming that only this window was open, he just lay down on the window sill and enjoyed the night view outside.

As if influenced by Xiang'er, what Yan Junze immediately thought was that this location is very good to enjoy the night view, and Xiang'er must like it very much.

Mansion No. 7 does not only have a front yard and a single building. There is also a courtyard behind the building. The plants in this courtyard are lush, half of which is occupied by a grape shed, and the other half is near the wall and there is a pond .

The water in the pond has not dried up, but it has not been managed for a long time, the water quality is already very poor, there are garbage floating on the water surface, and the pond is covered with green moss.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Junze suddenly shivered, feeling a little chilly.

He tightened his collar, and was going to sit wrapped in a quilt in the private room for a while.

Although Tianmeng belongs to the southern region, the climate is relatively warm, but in this winter season, it is not everyone who can bear the cold wind blowing on the window all the time.

Just as he was about to look back, he suddenly focused, and saw a slender figure silently climbing over the wall of the courtyard below.

Unfortunately, the place where the figure fell was the pond where the stinky water had accumulated.

Yan Junze was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't dare to remind him directly, for fear of alarming Huang Chen and the others downstairs.

The figure suddenly fell down, but also found something wrong in the middle, suddenly moved sideways, like a finch, swept across the surface of the pond, drew a ripple on the water surface, and landed on the edge of the pond .

Looking up at Yan Junze's direction, it seemed that the soles of his feet were not affected by the slippery moss at all. He approached with a few steps, and then leapt up to the second floor.

Yan Junze could see clearly that it was Xiang'er who had arrived, so he quickly took two steps back.

Xiang'er leaped at the same height as the window on the second floor, stretched out her hand to grab the edge of the window, like a nimble kitten, quickly jumped into the private room, and gently closed the open window with her backhand.

"Where is this place?" Xiang'er asked the first sentence.

"A quiet place that is convenient for me to carry out my plan." Yan Junze said: "Those parties who turned their heads in the photo are all downstairs tonight, and there are spirit eliminators below, so don't go down, stay upstairs The range of activities on the floor is also limited to places that cannot be seen from the first floor."

"Yeah." Xiang'er nodded without asking why.

Yan Junze continued: "I have already launched a plan to let the woman in the black dress follow me. I will sleep here later, and there is a high chance that the woman in the black dress will appear in my dream You pay attention to my side, if there is anything wrong with me, use all your abilities to wake me up, just like last time."

"Well, I'll keep staring at you..." Xiang'er said, before turning her head to glance at the night scene outside the window.

The road section of Mansion No. 7 is very good, and the night view is also rare and beautiful.

But Xiang'er knows the importance of tonight's matter, even if the night scene is beautiful, after Yan Junze sleeps, her eyes will never leave him for half a second.

Not long after, Yan Junze spread out the group photo, and Xiang'er came over to watch it curiously.

Yan Junze pointed to himself in the photo: "This is me. I just tilted my head slightly just now, and now I have turned my head halfway. It has only been less than two hours."

"That is to say, how many times faster than Xia Ruolan in the photo do you turn your head?" Xiang'er said.

Yan Junze laughed: "The sooner the better, I gathered all the photos of the people who turned around and took this group photo, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Everyone downstairs is not sleeping tonight. I am the only one sleeping, so at this rate, the probability of encountering a woman in a black dress in my dream will be very high."

After saying that, Yan Junze took out the foam nails he bought from his pocket and said, "I'll go outside for a while, don't come out, just wait for me in the private room."

About half an hour later, when he came back, Xiang'er was standing by the window watching the night scene.

After returning, Yan Junze threw the empty box containing the foam nails into the trash can, and asked with a smile, "Did Ku Zai say anything to you after I left you this afternoon?"

"He apologized to me." Xiang'er replied without looking away.

"Through observing these few days, I feel that his nature is not bad, but he just doesn't know how to get along with others." Yan Junze said.

"I felt it too, but I should have been better than him back then." Xiang'er hesitated a bit when she said this.

Yan Junze smiled and said: "You are all very simple, but you are not in a hurry and are slowly learning to understand the world. But he has held back for too long and is eager to express himself. Will be beaten back immediately."

Xiang'er covered her mouth and laughed.

"By the way, are you still collecting hair now?" Yan Junze asked suddenly.

Xiang'er was taken aback, but didn't answer right away.

"I'm just asking casually." Yan Junze said: "After meeting Xia Ruolan today, from noon to afternoon, I noticed that her hair seemed to be getting shorter, and then I remembered your hobby. In fact, she has a special hobby It's nothing, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone."

"How did you find out?" Xiang'er knew that Yan Junze didn't blame herself, so she asked curiously.

"The last time I was with Gu Bai and his wife, I met Xia Ruolan for the first time in the restaurant. I noticed that when she lowered her head, the hair on her forehead could be hung by her ears. It was the same when we met at noon today. But before the group photo just now But I found that the strand of hair was half a knuckle away from the ear, which was obviously shortened."

Yan Junze sat down while explaining, rolled up the laid quilt, and put it on his feet.

After listening to his explanation, Xiang'er turned her head, stared at him seriously, and said, "I can't control it. When I see someone with good hair quality, I just want some of her hair."

"Now the hair of your body has become very long again?"

"Yeah."

"As long as it doesn't hurt others, this little hobby is acceptable." Yan Junze lay on the chair with a smile on his face.

After a while, he took out the group photo again, glanced at himself in the photo, and found that his head had been turned more than halfway, only the position behind the ear could be seen, and even the profile had disappeared.

Turning over gently, putting the photo aside, Yan Junze joked: "Now that I think I need to sleep to complete the task, I don't feel sleepy at all."

Xiang'er said softly: "I remember when I was a child, I couldn't fall asleep, and my mother would sing me a lullaby that was popular in Wangjiawan—be obedient."

Looking back at Yan Junze, he smiled: "But I don't remember clearly now, I only have a few familiar melodies in my mind."

"You can also hum the melody." Yan Junze closed his eyes.

The scene fell silent.

About ten seconds later, a humming sound sounded from the window and echoed in the private room.

Because she was afraid of being heard downstairs, Xiang'er lowered her voice very low, which sounded very low.

However, precisely because of the low tone, it appears long and melodious. The tune reveals a sense of elegance and grace, calm, soft, and clear, without ups and downs, just like a mother's whispering and singing.

I have to say that although Xiang'er can't remember the lyrics very clearly, she has already comprehended the essence just by humming. silence

As if in the center of a spacious square, the drums at dusk and the bells in the morning are melodious and low, from far to near, shocking the soul.

Yan Junze's vision gradually became clear from blur, and he found that the soles of his feet were stepping on blue stone bricks that he had never seen before, one by one, carefully carved and neat.

As soon as I looked up, I was indeed in the middle of a large square, surrounded by towering buildings similar to Ole Dadu.

The shape of the building is a bit like Mansion No. 7, with round roofs, curved eaves, and spike-like signs on the top of some roofs.

The colors of all the houses are mainly gray, white and black.

Looking around, there was no one in the huge square, and not far in front of Yan Junze, stood a long and narrow clock tower.

At the top of the bell tower near the spire, there is an old big clock without a second hand. At this moment, the hour and minute hands seem to be stationary, and I don’t know if they are running.

"What's going on? Where is this?"

Yan Junze looked around, everything in front of him was so real, he didn't notice anything wrong.

He walked forward, and after a few steps, he saw the door of the clock tower was opened, revealing the darkness inside the building, and then a skinny hand stuck out of the door from the darkness, the fingernails on the fingertips were strangely long Incomparable, even a little curved.

The hand grabs the edge of the door.

Yan Junze stopped.

Soon a cane protruded from the door and stood on the ground. The fingers holding the head of the cane were also thin and the nails were bent.

A stooped and thin old man appeared at the door, but he didn't come out completely, only half of his body was exposed, his hair was sparse, his face was wrinkled, and his eyeballs seemed to be covered by eyelids, as if he was in Looking in Yan Junze's direction.

It was silent.

In the entire square, there was not even a sound of wind, and it was dead silent.

"Old man?" Yan Junze was not sure if the other party could understand what he was saying, so he took a step forward and broke the silence.

The buildings here don't look like they are in Huaying Dadu, and the old man's facial features are three-dimensional, but because he is too old, he can't tell which face the residents of Dadu are from, and he can't even tell whether the old man is male or female.

The old man did not answer him.

Yan Junze took a few steps forward again, and said, "Old man, where is this?"

He still doesn't understand why he is here.

But the old man remained silent, just staring at him.

At this moment, behind Yan Junze, the cyan masonry moved slightly and made a sound. The whole masonry was slowly pushed up by something, and in the process, dirt chips kept falling.

Yan Junze also heard a voice behind him and stopped immediately.

He didn't turn back to check what was behind him immediately, but at this moment, the old man in the clock tower slammed his cane on the ground, opened his mouth and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Turn your head! Turn your head Go!"

Yan Junze was taken aback, feeling that this sentence was very familiar.

The brick and stone behind him has been completely lifted at this time, something got out, and there was a sound of dragging on the ground, not only that, but also accompanied by the rustling of some hard object on the bluestone brick. Friction sound.

Yan Junze still didn't turn his head, his subconscious was telling him that he couldn't do this.

The old man standing at the gate of the clock tower seemed to be a little anxious, and the crutch hit the ground again, and the metal-wrapped iron head hit the ground with a loud noise.

"Turn your head! Turn your head! See what that is?"

The eagerness of the old man, the strange sound behind him, and the words "Turn your head" kept ringing in Yan Junze's ears.

Boom!

At this moment, he suddenly came to his senses, feeling light-headed and dizzy for a while.

"I'm in a dream, I'm in a dream!"

Yan Junze stretched out his right hand to support his forehead, his head was buzzing, and he opened his eyes vigorously to look at the clock tower in front of him and the skinny old man standing at the gate of the clock tower.

The strange noise behind him was getting closer and closer, but the old man's lips were still open, sending out a reminder to "turn his head".

Yan Junze resisted the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, struggled, and put his left hand into his pocket.

"Turn your head!" The old man's voice sounded like a bell in his mind~IndoMTL.com~The next second, the rustling sound behind him was completely approaching.

A black palm rested on Yan Junze's shoulder from behind. Although the palm was black, it looked as if it had been scorched.

Of course, Yan Junze didn't have time to watch it.

The moment the palm touched his shoulder, he reached into his trouser pocket with his left hand and touched a blister nail.

Without hesitation, he directly pressed his thumb against the side of the needle tip.

A tingling pain came, as if the thumb had been stabbed by a blister nail.

The pain made Yan Junze tremble, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a private room on the second floor of Mansion No. Yes, firmly grasping the edge of the quilt with both hands.

The lights were on in the private room, but there was no one around, the window was open, and Xiang'er, who was supposed to be standing aside, disappeared.