I Can Rewind Chapter 433: Reality or nightmare?

After returning to HKUST, Yan Junze didn't go back to the campus directly, and all of them went to the rental house.

First put Xiang'er on the bed and let her have a good rest.

Ku Zai returned to his rented house, drank half a pot of boiled water in one breath, and after he calmed down a bit, he fell on the bed and fell asleep with his head covered.

Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo sat beside Xiang'er's bed. After resting for a while, Xiaomo got up and boiled hot water for him, washed his face, and asked Yan Junze to wipe off the blood on his body.

Afterwards, Yan Junze took off his blood-soaked clothes.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaomo wondered, "You don't seem to be wearing this suit today."

Yan Junze smiled, and the old **** said: "Don't talk about changing clothes, I can undress faster."

Zhang Xiaomo let out a snort, and quickly suppressed her laughter: "I almost died just now, who is in the mood to joke."

After a pause, he continued: "Tell me, what happened today is very strange, what's going on?"

Yan Junze had already taken off his shirt at this time, and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to avoid it?"

Zhang Xiaomo gave him a white look, turned around, and said as usual: "Wipe while you talk, remember to tell me when you need to change the water."

"Okay." Yan Junze shrugged helplessly.

Of course he wasn't going to tell the truth, but he just mentioned that the weirdness in the shopping mall today was a trap designed by the spirit eliminators in Metropolitan Metropolis, because he found out that the people from the Banyue Association were going to the Set up an altar of evil.

If the altar is opened, the threat to the metropolises may be great, and the Banyue Association was secretly arresting special monsters everywhere, and even Ke'er's mother and daughter were almost killed.

It was at that time that in order to save his mother and daughter, he became enmity with the Banyue Association. This time they designed revenge on themselves for this reason.

But after entering the shopping mall just now, I realized that something was wrong, so I deliberately resorted to tricks, pretended to be dead and changed my clothes, avoiding the pursuit of Death's men, and then called Zhang Chengjing for help.

Although there were twists and turns during this period, the call for help was successful.

Finally, the **** of death named Han Yu came, saved the life of the big guy, and killed Morrison.

Because Zhang Xiaomo was far away, she didn't see clearly how Morrison was poisoned by black poison. She didn't suspect this.

Yan Junze explained while wiping off the blood on his body.

Zhang Xiaomo just listened carefully. Occasionally, if she didn't understand or was confused, she would immediately interrupt the inquiry, while Yan Junze continued to make nonsense, explaining half truths and half lies.

No way, it's impossible to reveal the big retracement, this cheat is too anti-human.

Zhang Xiaomo changed a basin of hot water for him, and after wiping his body again, Yan Junze got dressed.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaomo's attention turned to Xiang'er who was curled up on the bed.

She frowned slightly, and said softly: "Xiang'er's situation doesn't seem very optimistic."

Yan Junze turned his head to look, and found that Xiang'er's body was trembling slightly.

He didn't doubt that something would go wrong with Xiang'er's perfect body. He heard Zhang Xiaomo's description on the way back just now, and knew that her body was collided by the magnetic field of two death gods.

The current situation must be due to the interference of the magnetic field at that time, and the magnetic field interference from the **** of death must be very strong, and Xiang'er can't bear it at all.

After thinking about it, Yan Junze suddenly had an idea to try.

There is a worm lying quietly in his heart at this moment, the heart beats vigorously, and other surrounding organs are also working hard.

I can feel that as long as I gather my mind, the heart, including all the organs in the stomach, will be covered with a solid film of white flocculent to provide the best protection.

Yan Junze knows that Chang Chong's ability is to control the field, and no one can interfere with it in this control field.

This special field will make him unable to roll back, and Jacob will become extremely powerful and become a nearly invincible existence.

Perhaps, you can try the effect of controlling the field after semi-spiritualization.

With the thought, he approached the bed and activated the semi-spiritualization of his body.

In an instant, Zhang Xiaomo, who was standing beside him, immediately had a strange feeling. She found that the space she was in suddenly became very strange, all her strength suddenly disappeared, her limbs were limp, and she almost collapsed on the ground.

Lips moved, Zhang Xiaomo wanted to speak, but she didn't want to speak, she felt that she was very tired and didn't want to do anything.

At this time, Yan Junze found that everything around his body was clearly displayed in his mind, as if his whole body was covered with eyes, which could produce a clear perspective no matter which direction.

Even if he didn't turn his head, he could clearly see the movements in all directions. Not only that, but he could clearly feel that there was something abnormal in Zhang Xiaomo's body at the moment.

"This is... the role of the control field?!"

Yan Junze was a little surprised.

He could also feel that Xiang'er's body lying on the bed was separated from the weird body, and at first glance, Xiang'er was a possessed spirit.

Even inside the body of the perfect female corpse, even the phantom of the ugly girl curled up into a ball can be clearly seen at the moment.

A sense of control filled his heart, and the coverage of this field of control made Yan Junze know that he was almost omnipotent in this field.

In other words, this control field already has the embryonic form of Death God's restricted area, and even from a certain angle, it is almost the same.

Although it is the same, when Morrison met Jacob for the first time, he was also helpless in the ghost apartment.

It's just that Morrison knows that Jacob can't look at photos and mirrors, but this is no longer a problem for Yan Junze. After taming the worm, regaining his heart and arriving at the mall, he once looked at the mall Inside the mirror, no problem.

It's just that the worm in the heart will become a little uneasy the moment it looks in the mirror, as if something that is very tempting to it has appeared.

Of course, Yan Junze now seriously suspects that his special physique is somewhat close to that of Jacob, the difference is that he is not weird, but half-spiritual, but Jacob is really weird.

If the Half Moon Association in Metropolis of America and California was still preparing the altar, it might have detected his physical problems, but now it seems that the altar has been abandoned.

Otherwise, Morrison in the shopping mall would not have such an unforgettable hatred for Yan Junze.

Feeling the feeling of controlling this space, Yan Junze felt a sense of excitement that he had never experienced before, and he stretched out his right hand to hold the void.

There was nothing in his hand, but he could feel the air he was holding was as real as it was, and he moved it up and down twice. That's right, what he was holding was like a transparent stick of air.

Yan Junze believed that he might be able to swing the air stick directly to cause damage to the enemy.

"This is the ability of my half-spirit queen to be in my own domain?!"

He couldn't help but stroke the air stick a few more times, feeling like he couldn't put it down and couldn't bear to let go.

This scene fell into Zhang Xiaomo's eyes, but it gave her the urge to poke her own eyes.

However, she is now in the field, and she is so weak that she can't even speak, let alone hit this guy.

In the field, Yan Junze quickly came back to his senses, withdrew his thoughts, and dispersed the air stick with a wave of his hand.

He found that he could make the ugly girl inside the perfect girl's body turn over to face him with just his thoughts.

If the field is squeezed, I believe that the ugly girl will feel very uncomfortable in it, and it may even dissipate.

After some tests, he can now know that his semi-spiritual skills are very powerful!

After turning the phantom of the ugly girl to face him, Yan Junze quickly observed that the magnetic field around her fluctuated greatly, rolling like ripples, unable to calm down.

In the imagination, a virtual hand appeared in the domain, calming the ugly girl's magnetic field.

At this moment, the rippling magnetic field has indeed become quieter.

Yan Junze saw that this method was effective, and immediately increased his efforts to calm down. He could feel that there was indeed a virtual palm that he could control in the field, erasing those fluctuations around the ugly girl.

The weird magnetic field of the ugly girl, which was originally disturbed by the forbidden zone of death, gradually calmed down, as if all the flowing signals slowly returned to their own orbits and continued to run in an orderly manner.

Soon, Zhang Xiaomo found that Xiang'er's body was no longer shaking, and the body that had been curled up slowly stretched out. It was obvious that her uneasiness and pain were relieved at this moment.

Yan Junze began to feel the changes in himself again. He found that the organs in his body were once again covered with white catkins, but this covering was very soft, without the initial feeling of brutal growth and aggression.

But after withdrawing the field at this moment, Bai Xuhua immediately faded away, returned to the heart, and disappeared into it.

During this semi-spiritualization, my physical appearance didn't change in any way, and I didn't change into any weird and weird figure.

Actually, what Yan Junze was most worried about just now was that what he infected would become something.

To be honest, he thought he was going to turn into a humanoid worm, just thinking about that scene made him feel sick.

"Just now, that...was your half-spirit?" Zhang Xiaomo felt that the invisible pressure around her body had dissipated, and she could finally speak at this moment.

Yan Junze nodded: "I still have some places I'm not too familiar with. If I use it a few times, it should get better and better."

"Yes." Zhang Xiaomo nodded, "You just caused me a lot of pressure."

Looking sideways at Xiang'er, who can no longer see anything unusual, "But it seems that the effect is good."

"Call your father first, although he must already know the result." Yan Junze smiled.

He knew very well that next he would have to deal with inquiries from the Huaying Exorcism Corps, Zhang Chengjing's inquiries, and Guo Youliang's questions.

But now I just want to have a good rest and make up for all the exhausted energy points.

…

Huaying Dadu, Baiyang District.

The south of Baiyang District faces the sea, and the climate is pleasant all year round.

Among the eight districts in Huaying, the people living in Baiyang District basically have a typical slow life attitude, no matter what they do, they are not in a hurry or slow.

When the weirdness broke out, the Baiyang District was also the slowest to respond in Huaying Metropolis, and it was also the last to accept the weirdness.

There was a joke that ridiculed the residents of Baiyang District. It said that there was an aunt who rented out the other two rooms in the yard. As a result, the middle-aged tenant died suddenly in the morning because of overwork. In the rental house.

Although there were not as many weird incidents at that time as there are now, they have already caused a lot of trouble, and it can be said that no one has not heard of them.

But our aunt insisted on living peacefully with the tenant for another month. It wasn't until the next month when she collected the rent that she used the rent to prepare for paying the gas and water bills the next day, only to find out that the pile of money was all green. The red one is the paper money used by the dead.

The aunt still didn't think about other things, thinking that the tenant was deliberately scaring herself and trying to evade the rent.

After rushing into the rented house to argue, there was no result, so he found a few relatives of his own, and prepared to drive this guy out.

After the relatives and friends arrived, they found that the guy had been dead in the house for nearly a month. Hardly any abnormalities were found.

I don't know if this story is true or not. Zhou Wenfei, who is also in Baiyang District at the moment, doesn't want to guess what happened to others. He only cares about his own situation.

Zhou Wenfei is a native of Baiyang District. The courtyard he lives in is similar to the courtyard of the aunt in the story, similar to a courtyard.

However, there are only two sides of the building with rooms, and the other two sides, one is the gate, and the other is planed by Zhou Wenfei into fertile soil for growing vegetables.

He has always lived alone, and the property left to him after his parents passed away allowed Zhou Wenfei to have no shortage of food and clothing, and he entered retirement ahead of schedule.

He is only forty years old, and he has never married a wife and had children until now.

The things that happened to him in the past few days have already made Zhou Wenfei restless, and what he fears most is the coming of night.

He didn't know whether he encountered any weirdness, but every night after falling asleep, he would always have dreams.

In the dream, a strange woman will play a game with him, this game is called back-to-back guessing.

Actually, Zhou Wenfei couldn't figure out whether it was a dream he had after falling asleep, or a woman would really enter his room every night to play this game with him who was in a daze.

He has been in a trance recently, and he is also in a daze during the day, not to mention dreams and reality, even the morning and evening sky~IndoMTL.com~ Sometimes he can't tell the difference.

Looking at the sky outside the window, Zhou Wenfei took a long time to figure it out. It seems that it is not morning, but dusk.

"Twilight? Night? It seems... It's getting dark!"

When he thought that the night was coming, his whole body froze and he couldn't help shivering.

Go into the house from the yard, come to the table, pick up your mobile phone, and open the call record interface.

The phone numbers displayed on the interface are all "4747".

Since yesterday, almost every ten minutes, he can't help but type one.

When he called again at 5:00 this afternoon, Zhou Wenfei received a stern warning, saying that he had already filed the report and was waiting in line. If he called again, security officers would come and arrest him.

Then... the guy immediately, decisively, and without hesitation dialed ten times again.

A person already feels very dangerous at home, so why not simply let them arrest him, sit in prison for dinner, and have other prisoners to accompany him to strengthen his courage, why not do this?

However, contrary to expectations, his phone number was quickly blacklisted by 4747. After hearing an irritated and hysterical scream from an operator with a sweet female voice in 4747 on the phone for the last time, he could no longer Dial in.

What puzzled Zhou Wenfei was, why haven't the security guards come yet? Do you have to queue up for arresting people?

The sky began to darken, and he shrank his neck suddenly, feeling a chill down his back, as if something was staring at him behind him, so he quickly turned his head to look.

There was familiar furniture behind him, but like a cold dead object, Zhou Wenfei felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

He hurried to the front of the house, closed and locked the door, looked out of the yard from the window next to the door, and then drew the curtains.