I Can Rewind Chapter 79: Day 4

We agreed with Zhang Xiaomo on the time of action, and the time was set to be after 12 o'clock in the morning, and then Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo sat on their own side of the bed.

Zhang Xiaomo swiped her phone as usual, while Yan Junze flipped through the knowledge points of the college entrance examination in the textbook.

It was about eleven o'clock, when drowsiness struck, Yan Junze threw away the book without hesitation, and fell asleep.

An hour later.

Sitting on the left side of the bed, Zhang Xiaomo turned off the phone screen, picked up the magnetic knife next to her hand, and slowly pulled out the sheath.

Glancing at the sleeping Yan Junze, he stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder, and said, "I'm going to the next door now, and I'll be back in less than ten minutes. Go, let alone leave this room."

Yan Junze opened his eyes, put the black box on his chest, covered it with his hands, and nodded.

With the lights on, the psychic jammer in hand, and the reversing trump card, he wasn't very worried.

Zhang Xiaomo took the magnetic knife, got up and left.

Listen to her opening and closing the door of the outer room, and then there is no sound.

Yan Junze didn't get up, he just lay there, waiting for Zhang Xiaomo to come back.

Rock Foot is far away from the main traffic road, there is no sound of vehicles, and the surrounding area is very quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs, there is no other sound.

Yan Junze just woke up and was still a little dazed, but at this moment he didn't dare to sleep anymore.

Trying to keep his eyes wide open, the glasses were on the bedside table without putting them on, just looking at the dirty ceiling, he remembered that there was still half a glass of water on the bedside table, and now he wanted to drink some water to keep himself awake.

But I was really too lazy to move, I just wanted to drink water, and the time passed by.

At this time, Yan Junze didn't realize that his eyes had been narrowed. At this moment, he felt a figure walking in from the outer room, with very light footsteps, as if he was afraid of waking him up.

The figure walked to the left side of the bed, climbed onto the bed and lay down without any movement.

"I'm back so soon." Yan Junze muttered, "What's the matter?"

He is also lying down, because the bed is separated by a thick bedding, if you don't get up and look up, you can't see Zhang Xiaomo who is also lying down.

The other party did not answer.

Yan Junze's consciousness quickly regained consciousness, his eyes were wide open, and a faint feeling of something bad crept into his heart.

Nima, the person just now...was Zhang Xiaomo?

Zhang Xiaomo's height is 1.7 meters. Although she was lying down and didn't wear glasses, but just now when she saw the figure coming in, she didn't seem to be tall!

Thinking of this, Yan Junze broke out in a cold sweat.

Without thinking about it, he immediately opened the spiritual jammer that he had been holding in his hand.

Just kill that one, it's better than dying!

There was still no movement on the bed next door across the quilt, but Yan Junze was sure that someone walked in just now and lay on the left bed.

"Do you want to take a look and confirm?"

Yan Junze was beating drums in his heart. Instead of thinking wildly, it is better to just take a look to dispel his worries.

Thinking of this, he reached out to the bedside table, because the light was on, and although the vision of myopia was a bit blurred, he quickly got the glasses and put them on immediately.

Instantly, Yan Junze's vision became much clearer. Holding the jammer, Yan Junze raised his head slightly, his eyes leaped over the quilt in the middle of the big bed, and he looked at the side that belonged to Zhang Xiaomo.

In sight, there was a figure lying on the bed, but it was not Zhang Xiaomo.

This is a sallow and wrinkled face, the familiar short gray hair, familiar thin cotton-padded clothes, familiar brown cotton-padded shoes, greeted Yan Junze.

The old woman was lying on her side, and at the same time someone was looking over from the other side of the bed, she also opened her eyes, staring straight at Yan Junze, who had half of her head exposed.

Being stared at by her, Yan Junze was shocked suddenly, feeling his whole body was instantly icy cold.

Not daring to vent his anger, he first squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile, and then slowly lay down again. The heavy quilt in the middle of the bed blocked the sight of each person and ghost.

Yan Junze felt his heart beating violently like a drum. Holding the supernatural jammer in his arms, he slowly moved his body towards the edge of the bed, and one foot landed under the bed, ready to get up and leave the bed without anyone noticing. .

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the side of the bed, and then I saw the quilt moving in the middle, a gray-haired head slowly popped out, and the eyes that hated my mother-in-law were exposed , still staring straight at Yan Junze who was getting out of bed.

Yan Junze's scalp was numb, and he quickly got out of bed, jumped to the ground with both feet, and left the edge of the bed.

Looking at the mother-in-law behind her again, the short body is like a marionette, standing up strangely, stepping over the quilt in the middle on tiptoe, and coming to her side.

The body was still fluttering, as if being carried by someone, got out of bed, and followed Yan Junze who was holding the supernatural jammer expressionlessly.

At this moment, Yan Junze knew very well that if he hadn't been holding the psychic jammer, the mother-in-law would have rushed over when she was on the bed.

She... dare not approach her for the time being.

But not daring to approach does not mean leaving.

The mother-in-law just followed him closely, keeping a distance of about half a meter.

One person and one ghost, one back and one in, out of the inner room, came to the outer room.

The lights were on in both rooms, and Yan Junze felt cold sweat in his hands holding the jammer, and quickly retreated to the door of the outer room, standing there near the window.

The mother-in-law was expressionless and followed silently.

"I...I'm going to yell now, don't you object?" Yan Junze thought for a while, forced a smile, and said.

There is still no movement on the other side, just staring at me silently ~IndoMTL.com~ Can't get out? If Zhang Xiaomo doesn't come back, I'm afraid the jammer won't last long.

Yan Junze thought about it.

Now that I know that the mother-in-law has come to my side, then the landlord next door is not very dangerous. Instead of spending time here, it is better to go to the next door to find Zhang Xiaomo.

Thinking of this, Yan Junze reached out to touch the doorknob behind him.

The corner of the mother-in-law's mouth suddenly twitched slightly, opening her mouth.

At the same moment, Yan Junze felt that the doorknob was suddenly twisted quickly, and then the door was pushed open by an external force.

If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have almost jumped into the arms of his mother-in-law.

A short blade pierced through the door and went straight to the mother-in-law.

Zhang Xiaomo has arrived.

When the magnetic knife was about to stab the mother-in-law, the old woman's body suddenly became like a gust of wind, and she retreated sharply.

The magnetic field of the magnetic knife quickly filled the outer room, locking all the spaces.

The mother-in-law, who seemed to be floating just now, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and could only move with difficulty.

A knife pierced into the chest.

When the old woman opened her mouth, there was a piercing scream, bang bang, all the lights in the outer room and the inner room were extinguished, sparks burst out from the wires, and the room fell into darkness instantly.

Yan Junze still stood in place holding the supernatural jammer, without moving, listening to the surroundings with his ears up.

A few seconds later, bang, a cold hand suddenly rested on the back of his hand.

Yan Junze was startled, swung the jammer in his hand, and almost smashed it.

"It's me." Zhang Xiaomo's voice sounded.

Yan Junze quickly braked.

"Fuck! If you speak slowly, all my mighty power will pour on you."