I Can Rewind Chapter 295: Spirit (6)

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During the conversation with Zhang Xiaomo, Yan Junze had been paying attention to Zhao Qi's movements.

This guy has been lowering his head since the two of them talked, and Yan Junze found that his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

Zhang Xiaomo was also paying attention to Zhao Qi, but just now Yan Junze said that he could help Zhao Qi solve the current problem, so he didn't appear to be ready.

Otherwise, Zhang Xiaomo would have drawn out the magnetic knife long ago, ready to guard against unexpected weirdness around her.

"By the way, when did you discover my doppelganger?" Yan Junze remembered the scene that made his neck chill when he came out of the isolation room just now.

Zhang Xiaomo said: "After you went in, I saw you as soon as I turned around."

"It's been a while since I've been in the isolation room, and you've been fighting for so long. Why, is my doppelganger as powerful as the real one?" Yan Junze asked shamelessly.

"What a fart." A smile appeared on Zhang Xiaomo's face, "At first I didn't plan to kill him, and I even talked to him a few times, just curious to test whether your deity is smart or your double He is smart. After talking to him for a while, I found that this guy reacted like a mentally retarded man, grinning at every turn, as if he was going to hit someone. So I just did it."

"When I came out, how long have you been playing?" Yan Junze was still a little unwilling.

"It's just started." Zhang Xiaomo laughed.

Well, the beginning is the end.

Yan Junze laughed twice, and changed the subject: "From now on, my performance may seem abnormal or unbelievable to you. You can either just sit on the sidelines, or just do what I say , but don't disbelieve me or question me, because I may not have time to explain."

Zhang Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, then nodded in silence for two seconds.

At this moment, Yan Junze's gaze was no longer on Zhang Xiaomo, but behind Zhao Qi who had kept his head down.

A cockroach crawled out from behind the fabric sofa that Zhao Qi was sitting on, and crawled all the way along the back of the sofa.

The cockroach is a bit big, it should be an adult, but Yan Junze didn't show anything after seeing it, just stared at it silently.

Then he saw the cockroach approaching the back where Zhao Qi was leaning on, his pupils shrank slightly, the cockroach had already crawled to the direction of Zhao Qi's back, and he could no longer see it.

A moment later, Zhao Qi stretched out his hand and scratched his back. Suddenly, he jumped in fright and threw the cockroach he caught.

Almost at the same time, more cockroaches crawled out from the joint between the backrest of the sofa and the seat cushion. At a glance, there were almost a hundred of them.

These cockroaches crawled very fast, and immediately scattered and escaped after crawling out of the gap. Not only that, but there were also many cockroaches crawling out from under the wall behind the sofa, running along the wall like a tide.

"Are you afraid of cockroaches?" Yan Junze turned his head and asked Zhao Qi.

"Scared." Zhao Qi jumped up in fright, standing beside Yan Junze at this moment, trembling all over.

It's not just him, Yan Junze believes that no one in the house is not afraid of the flood of cockroaches, at least they are disgusting, but now it seems that there is no way to kill so many cockroaches in an instant.

Burning with fire will only burn the stash along with it.

And if these cockroaches are just ordinary, it's easy to handle, but I'm afraid that the cockroaches that are realized through imagination will reveal some weird qualities.

Rewind!

Back in time to when the first cockroach appeared.

Yan Junze shifted his gaze to the cockroach that climbed up from behind the sofa, leaned close to Zhang Xiaomo's ear, and said softly: "There is a cockroach not far behind Zhao Qi, chop it off with your magnetic knife, and immediately Destroy it, don't let Zhao Qi see the slightest shadow of this cockroach."

Zhang Xiaomo was taken aback, but then remembered that Yan Junze had just told himself that some of his behaviors might be abnormal, but he just had to do it, there was no doubt about it.

With the thought, she turned her head and looked over, and sure enough, she saw a big cockroach crawling on the back of the sofa, the direction was behind Zhao Qi.

With a bang, the magnetic knife slashed out, hitting the cockroach in an instant, smashing the bug's body to pieces, and then the magnetic knife slashed backhand, pushing the bug's body to the corner of the wall on the ground behind the sofa.

Zhao Qi finally came to his senses at this moment, raised his lowered head, and glanced behind him.

Yan Junze said: "It's a little bug, it's fine."

Zhao Qi only saw that a piece of the sofa was a little wet, but saw nothing else, so he nodded, continued to lower his head anxiously, and fell into a struggle.

In the following time, Zhang Xiaomo kept observing Zhao Qi's movements.

About two minutes later, out of the corner of her vision, she suddenly caught a moment when the door of the room was plunged into darkness, as if someone was standing outside, blocking the incoming light.

Zhang Xiaomo sat up straight and observed the past carefully, and found that the black figure didn't leave, but kept blocking the door, she then stood up lightly.

At this time, Yan Junze also noticed something strange, and stood up with her, but he looked at Zhao Qi, and asked, "Are you thinking about the weirdness of shadows?"

Zhao Qi lowered his hands and looked up at him, somewhat astonished.

At the same moment, the black shadow outside the room squeezed into the room along the crack of the door like flowing water, and was about to touch the sofa, covering half of the wall from the door to the sofa.

But still can't tell what kind of shadow it is, but through this huge shadow, you can see the fluffy hairs on the shadow's body.

These fine hairs are very long, and each one is wriggling, and the direction of the wriggling is not consistent. It seems that each fine hair is a separate living body, with its own trajectory.

At first glance, it is densely packed and wriggling everywhere. People with trypophobia cannot guarantee that they will not faint directly when they see this scene.

Zhang Xiaomo clutched her chest, it seemed that she was also disgusted.

Just at this moment, the huge shadow has completely approached the sofa. After overlapping with the sofa, the wooden sofa made a bang, as if several wooden boards inside were broken instantly.

Not only that, the fabric on the surface of the sofa is all dented, and it is pitch black, as if soaked in poison, bang bang bang, and several wooden boards are broken...

"Can you deal with this guy?" Yan Junze asked Zhang Xiaomo.

With little hesitation, Zhang Xiaomo immediately shook her head: "I'll hold it, you guys leave first...".

Rewind!

Before she finished speaking, Yan Junze went back in time to a minute ago again.

Actually, if Zhao Qi's imagination could be stopped on the spot, he wouldn't waste energy to rewind. After all, he had been searching for time-space cracks in the early stage, and now he didn't have much stored energy.

But the weird black shadow just now has no entity at all, but it can destroy the solid sofa with terrifying methods, and he also guessed that Zhang Xiaomo is completely unable to deal with it.

After resetting, Zhang Xiaomo happened to find that the light at the door of the room was blocked by a black shadow.

Yan Junze didn't even look at it, so he said to Zhao Qi, "Have you ever seen a shadow puppet show?"

Zhao Qizheng held his head in his hands and fell into depression, fighting against the weird thoughts that kept appearing in his mind.

He was taken aback when he heard Yan Junze's question, and raised his head.

"I've seen shadow puppetry, it's a very traditional and funny way of performing." Yan Junze continued: "It is to project the shadow of a villain using a light source and manipulate it for the outside audience to appreciate..."

While speaking, Yan Junze noticed that the black shadow outside the door was gradually getting smaller, so small that it could no longer block the light outside the door.

At this time, Zhao Qi also pursed his lips and smiled: "I remembered, so it was a shadow puppet show. I saw it on TV before."

After he finished speaking, the black shadow outside the door completely disappeared.

Well, the attention shift was successful again.

Zhang Xiaomo withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Yan Junze, feeling a little unbelievable.

If Yan Junze could judge what the next step of Zhao Qi's imagination would be through the sudden appearance of the shadow, he could almost be regarded as a prophet.

But what Yan Junze is showing now is exactly like this.

Seeing her staring at him unblinkingly, Yan Junze said with a smile: "Do you think I will feel embarrassed if you stare at me? Impossible."

"Spoof." Zhang Xiaomo scolded with a smile.

Yan Junze suddenly said: "I would like to trouble you, please go and pour out all the water in the teapot, don't leave a single drop."

Zhang Xiaomo was surprised, but she still remembered Yan Junze's previous reminder, she didn't say anything, got up to a square table, picked up the half pot of tea left on the table, went to the sink to pour water All poured in.

When the tea was poured out, a lot of tea leaves were also poured out, but among these tea leaves, Zhang Xiaomo saw a strand of hair.

This strand of hair is like a little snake, crawling on its own, turning over the tea leaves, and preparing to leave.

But at this time, the tea had already been poured out, and all of it rushed into the sewer. Zhang Xiaomo immediately turned on the faucet again, increased the water flow, and saw that weird strand of hair tumbling a few times, but still did not struggle out. washed away.

Put down the empty teapot, go back to Yan Junze and sit down, Yan Junze said softly: "Did you pour it out together?"

Zhang Xiaomo was even more surprised. She looked at Yan Junze with admiration and nodded: "It's flushed down the sewer."

Yan Junze stopped talking, and stretched out his hand to hold the back of Zhang Xiaomo's hand.

Zhang Xiaomo's hands were subconsciously ready to pull back, but they just stopped after a bit of trembling, motionless, letting Yan Junze hold it.

The back of her hand was smooth, several times smoother than the calluses on her palms from holding a knife.

The room fell into silence. For Zhang Xiaomo and Yan Junze, there was a delicate atmosphere between them, but for Zhao Qi, this guy was still struggling in pain.

At this moment, Yan Junze suddenly let go of Zhang Xiaomo's hand, and said to Zhao Qi: "Without a fire source, it is impossible to set a house on fire. This house has just been abandoned for many years, and it will never happen. In the event of a fire, it is impossible to have burned women and children wandering in the building.”

After hearing this, Zhao Qi raised his head and smiled at Yan Junze, the thought that had just sprouted in his heart disappeared again. At this moment, he had developed a strong sense of dependence on Yan Junze, and felt that the man in front of him was simply his savior.

Because only this man can understand his inner world, and go straight to the bottom of his heart to dispel those thoughts that he cannot resist alone.

Zhang Xiaomo quietly gave Yan Junze a thumbs up, feeling that she found the right person this time.

Just as he was about to speak, the light at the door dimmed again, and a familiar figure blocked the door.

Yan Junze was also surprised, and asked Zhao Qidao: "The shadow outside the door..."

The words are not finished, boom boom...

There was a knock on the door, and a man's voice came in: "Huaying Metropolis Spirit Eliminator Squad, please open the door."

The people in the room were stunned, Yan Junze asked Zhang Xiaomo: "Did you call me?"

Zhang Xiaomo said: "Before you came, I called the teacher in Huaying Dadu, and he said that he would find a way immediately, but it is impossible to send someone over so soon. Unless it happens to be on the way."

"Excuse me, are you..." Zhang Xiaomo stood up and walked to the door, but did not open the door immediately.

Humanity outside the door: "We can control this creature, don't worry, please open the door."

"Please tell me your name." Zhang Xiaomo insisted.

There was silence outside the door.

Yan Junze also stood up at this time, and his heart was on guard.

Boom!

A burst of force suddenly broke out, as if a small explosive device had detonated outside the door. The powerful impact pushed the door panel of the room open abruptly. The door panel broke and hit Zhang Xiaomo, who was caught off guard.

Zhang Xiaomo was thrown into the air and fell onto the square table where the teapot was placed, crushing the entire table.

Yan Junze was also overturned by the impact and fell to the sofa, while Zhao Qi was pushed to the corner of the sofa near the wall because he was near the door.

Zhang Xiaomo was hit in the front and was the most seriously injured.

Several men rushed into the room. These men were wearing black sportswear. They waved their hands to disperse the dust from the explosion. past.

Behind these people, followed a man in a windbreaker. The man stood at the door and did not enter the house, staring coldly at the mess in the house.

Although the man was wearing a peaked cap with the brim pressed down very low, Yan Junze was almost lying on the sofa, and he could see it clearly from this angle.

He found that the man in the windbreaker was not from Huaying Dadu at all~IndoMTL.com~ With a sharp face, a high nose bridge, and deep-set eye sockets, he should be of the race of Meijiali Dadu or Olle Dadu.

"Fuck, who the **** are these people?!"

Yan Junze turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xiaomo, who was lying on the ground, unconscious and covered in blood, and suddenly felt an unknown fire.

Rewind!

Turn back in time.

Yan Junze let go of Zhang Xiaomo's hand, and said softly to her: "Someone is watching us, pull out your magnetic knife, and protect Zhao Qi's safety from now on. Let me handle other matters."

Zhang Xiaomo was stunned for a while.

Yan Junze didn't have time to explain, so he said to Zhao Qi, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his head buried, "Keep your current imagination, yes, people were burnt to death in this old house, it was a mother and child, and The death situation is terrible! They are always wandering in the stairwells and corridors, and will invade anyone who wants to enter this old building. And now, they happened to be outside the corridor... and found their target."