I Can Rewind

Chapter 251 Red Coffin (3) (4400 words)

With Zhang Xiaomo's previous sneak attack, Fang Ning will not appear again in a short time.

But Zhang Xiaomo's current proposal is indeed good. If the two of them face each other back to back, there will be no more situations where someone is patting him on the shoulder from behind.

Although Yan Junze had already had a psychological shadow about back-to-back with girls, but fortunately, it was Zhang Xiaomo now, so he still stuck to Zhang Xiaomo's back honestly and observed his side's movements.

"You have to pay attention, the red coffin is more than this trick, just now it found two things that I was afraid of since I was a child." Yan Junze reminded Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo smiled and asked, "Which two things?"

Yan Junze chuckled, but didn't answer.

Feeling the warmth from Zhang Xiaomo's back, Yan Junze realized at this moment that this feeling was completely different from Fang Ning's.

With Fang Ning's back to back, there was a cold, hard, and wet feeling. But at the moment, they are back to back with Zhang Xiaomo, but they feel very comfortable, no matter from any angle, there is no reason to refuse.

Because of the experience of sticking to Fang Ning's back last time, I felt comfortable at this moment, Yan Junze's empty left hand involuntarily held Zhang Xiaomo who was also hanging down.

He didn't feel anything, but because the last time he stuck his back, he subconsciously thought it was just a normal handshake after sticking his back.

But Zhang Xiaomo was slightly taken aback, without any movement, feeling the warmth from her palms, her heart suddenly started beating, the room was very dark, no one noticed that her cheeks were a little red at the moment.

But from the moment their backs were on their backs, no one patted the shoulders of the two of them again.

This trick apparently worked.

"Let's approach the red coffin now, be careful not to separate, I want to exorcise the spirit of the Buddha." Yan Junze said in Zhang Xiaomo's tone.

Zhang Xiaomo nodded, and the two leaned against their backs, holding hands, walked into the darkness and approached the red coffin.

At this moment, Yan Junze stepped on the water.

Looking down, I don't know when the ground has been soaked with water. The water was very small at first, but now it has slowly gushed out along the ground cracks and corners, and gradually began to increase.

Zhang Xiaomo also raised her feet, the soles of the black sneakers were already soaked.

"Why is there water?" Zhang Xiaomo wondered.

The two were only two meters away from the red coffin. Yan Junze glanced around his feet with the flashlight. Indeed, there was water everywhere, and the water seemed to come out of the ground suddenly.

At this moment, he looked up at Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo suddenly came to her senses, recalled it carefully for a moment, and said, "When I was seven years old, I drowned in the swimming pool."

call--

Yan Junze exhaled, and pulled her to move quickly to the front of the coffin. At this time, the soaked water had submerged the insteps of both of them.

First, he looked at the darkness in the coffin, and Yan Junze said: "If the water is to rise completely, it will take at least ten minutes to submerge this room. During this time, I am going to get into the coffin to have a look. Although this The coffin looks small, but I believe there is a lot of space inside."

Zhang Xiaomo was startled, and said: "Maybe, I can just split open this coffin, so that the things inside can't be hidden."

Yan Junze shook his head: "With brute force, you can't deal with it. Believe me, you lean back now, completely close to the wall, stick to the wall, even if someone behind you taps you on the shoulder, don't bother. I will be in this room Get rid of this trouble before the water covers you."

"The fear of drowning has disappeared after I learned how to swim." Zhang Xiaomo said, "Don't worry, just concentrate on dealing with this monster. Even if the whole room is flooded, I can still hold my breath for four to five minutes. You have to be safe!"

Yan Junze's gaze brightened slightly, and he looked at Zhang Xiaomo.

To be honest, in this situation, I am most afraid of pig teammates, as long as I don't cause trouble for myself. But Zhang Xiaomo's reaction was her greatest support, and she wouldn't ask so many why, this kind of woman...is rare.

"But if you haven't come out after the whole room is flooded, I will use any means, even use super energy to break the coffin, before the inhaled water fills up my lungs I saved you before." Zhang Xiaomo added.

"Do you have a super power to break the button?" Yan Junze was surprised.

"My teacher gave it to me." Zhang Xiaomo nodded.

Yan Junze lifted his feet and crawled into the coffin, saying in his mouth: "You will not be drowned, trust me, I am better than anyone else in controlling the time."

Zhang Xiaomo didn't speak anymore, she stepped back, according to Yan Junze's words, she pressed her back against the wall tightly, and looked down, the rising water had already covered her ankles.

Looking at the direction of the coffin, Yan Junze only had one hand clasped on the edge of the coffin. It seemed that the space inside was very deep. Then he let go of this hand, and his body completely entered the coffin.

Zhang Xiaomo forced herself to remain calm, raised her hand and looked at the sports watch, the time indicated 11:35.

Snapped!

On her left shoulder, at this moment, she felt a palm patting her again.

Now Zhang Xiaomo is sure that this monster has been integrated into the wall, and the palm that slapped her is definitely protruding from the wall.

However, she resisted and ignored it.

Snapped!

Another slap on her right shoulder.

...

From the second he stepped into the red coffin, Yan Junze seemed to see a ray of hope.

To be honest, from entering this room to seeing the red coffin, and then to a series of unimaginable and strange events, until now he has not quite figured out what the purpose of this coffin is, where is its obsession, and how to get rid of it.

In the beginning, Yan Junze thought that the coffin could not be opened, but that the dialogue could find a loophole and solve the other party's obsession. But now it looks like getting into the coffin might be the way to go.

Sure enough, when he just stepped into the coffin, a familiar message popped up in his mind.

[The red coffin has triggered a new branch task. 】

After entering the Mojia Village, Yan Junze knew that there was a branch of the task the moment he detected the [Red Coffin] task.

It's just that he didn't expect that this branch task could only be triggered by entering this coffin.

Taking a closer look, this message is a new task content.

[Task name: Whisper;

Mission Level: Creepy (Low);

Task background: I can't remember how long it has been swallowed by this lipstick coffin. It is very lonely, but it can't leave here. It has been unable to communicate with people for hundreds of years, and it needs someone to talk to it, even if it is only a few whispers;

Mission statement: Let it know that it is not alone;

Task reward: 1000 points of different-dimensional energy;

Task punishment: stay with it forever in the coffin;

Task tips: 1. The evil spirit cannot be locked; 2. Not everything it says can be trusted; 3. It hates places with light;

Remarks: Maybe it knows the secret of this coffin. 】

This message came out very quickly. After seeing the message, Yan Junze had just stuffed himself into the coffin, and then he let go of the hand that had been clasping the edge of the coffin.

As he had thought before, the coffin looked only half the usual size from the outside, but in fact the space inside was totally unpredictable.

After Yan Junze entered the coffin, his feet stretched down. When he almost thought he was about to fall, the soles of his feet finally touched the real thing, as if he was stepping on a whole black wooden board.

He let go, and put the small torch that had been turned off into his trouser pocket. It was dark and he couldn't see anything.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was deathly silence all around.

Yan Junze began to reach out and touch.

At this moment, he was standing, but his whole body was still completely inside the coffin, indicating that the actual space of this coffin was very strange, roughly similar to Yan Junze's guess.

After groping for a while, he quickly determined that the space inside didn't seem very big, it was a rectangular structure, but the space was very high.

And this rectangular shape is like the normal size of a coffin, only a little wider, so that Yan Junze can lie down at this moment and completely straighten his arms and legs.

[Whispering] The introduction of this task requires a private conversation with that "it" for a while, that is, to accompany people to alleviate the problem that it has not been able to communicate with people.

Thinking of this, Yan Junze simply lay down and prepared to deal with the other party in this way. After all, if the person is lying down, communicating in this way can reduce the pressure on the other party and help complete the task.

Not long after lying down, there was movement around.

A crawling sound came from not far away.

Yan Junze was a little puzzled. He had groped around just now. In fact, the surrounding space was very small, but it seemed that there was still some distance to crawl over from the sound. He didn't know where it came from.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Yan Junze did not move, but lay quietly, waiting.

The sound of crawling was getting closer and closer, and within about a minute, a cold breath approached Yan Junze from the left side of his body.

The icy aura emanating from this body was so strong that Yan Junze felt as if he was approaching a woman with the back for the first time.

This made him believe that if this guy could leave the lipstick coffin, he would definitely be at the level of a back-up woman.

After this person approached, he didn't touch Yan Junze. According to Yan Junze's estimation, he kept a knuckle distance from him.

This distance was already very close, but the other party stopped still, just so motionless, but exuded an unacceptably cold and piercing aura.

It was also inconvenient for Yan Junze to speak first. The task prompt was to whisper, but he didn't know what to say, what to say, and the specific scale, so he could only keep silent and wait for the other party to speak first.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to the time. If he stayed in the coffin for too long and failed to solve the coffin's weirdness, Zhang Xiaomo outside might be in danger.

The man had been lying beside him without any movement, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yan Junze resisted the urge to turn on the flashlight to shine on the other party. He knew that the task prompt said that this guy doesn't like bright places, so he must not directly shine the light on him.

No matter, even if this guy looks extremely scary, he can't see it at the moment anyway, so Yan Junze ignored it.

It's just that he doesn't have much time left for himself, he can't spend as much time and weirdness as he used to complete tasks.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement from the other party. Yan Junze couldn't bear it anymore and cleared his throat. The person next to him moved slightly at this moment, but he still didn't speak.

Remembering that he communicated with this guy in the form of whispering, Yan Junze lowered his voice as much as possible, and finally said: "Excuse me...what's your name?"

Pooh!

As soon as the words fell, the position of the stomach suddenly became cold, this feeling was like being pierced by a cold knife, and then a sharp pain hit.

At this moment, Yan Junze knew very well that the other party pierced his stomach with something, maybe a fingernail.

It seems that this kind of opening statement is obviously not going to work.

File back!

This time, Yan Junze deliberately chose to go back after the guy had just approached him and stopped.

Anyway, he knew that he would stay by his side and not speak, so every minute he could save was a minute. Zhang Xiaomo outside was very dangerous, and Yan Junze didn't want to waste time.

When this guy just stopped, he lowered his voice and said, "Are you lonely?"

The person lying in front of him didn't answer, and didn't make any movement. This time, it didn't make a move right away.

"If you have anything to say, you can tell me, maybe I can be your best listener." Yan Junze feels that every time he grows in exchange for his life, his experience in dealing with weirdness is getting richer and richer.

The man leaned forward and became almost cheek to cheek with Yan Junze.

A colder feeling flooded his body, Yan Junze tightened his collar, fearing that the other party would be dissatisfied, so he didn't back down, just let the other party approach him.

Immediately, a deep voice rang in the ear.

Yan Junze held his breath and listened carefully, but only a few seconds later, he showed a strange look.

This person didn't speak fast, but in Yan Junze's ears, he couldn't understand anything, because this guy spoke a dialect, a dialect of a small area that was very obscure to Yan Junze .

The tone that sounded a bit yin and yang came out slowly. In this confined space, it was like a caterpillar crawling around Yan Junze's ears, making him itch, but he couldn't understand a word.

Not long after, the man finished speaking and waited, as if he was waiting for Yan Junze to answer.

Yan Junze was completely bewildered, he tried to speak, and asked in this man's strange tone: "You...can...can't...can... Dadu official language?"

The man was silent at first, then lowered his voice, and uttered a series of sentences, as if he was questioning or getting angry.

But even if it was angry, it didn't dare to make too much noise, as if... it was hiding something.

This is not possible, Yan Junze feels that trouble is coming.

If you can't understand the other person's words, how do you communicate? Do you use sign language?

It's dark here, and even if I sign with sign language, I still can't see anything. What's more, the tasks are all [whispering], so you must talk.

While thinking, this guy suddenly said something, only three or four words, Yan Junze hurriedly memorized the pronunciation, and at the same time activated the back file.

In an instant, he returned outside the red coffin and stood in front of Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo was leaning against the wall at the moment, Yan Junze asked: "Have you ever trained to learn dialects?"

According to his guess, spirit removers often go to remove spirits, so they should have an understanding of basic dialects.

Zhang Xiaomo nodded: "Why do you ask this?"

Yan Junze didn't have time to explain to her, so he hurriedly said the dialect that he was about to forget with a substandard pronunciation, and asked, "Can you understand this sentence? What does it mean?"

Zhang Xiaomo was stunned for a long time, her eyebrows frowned slightly: "Why are you asking this?"

"Do you understand?" Yan Junze asked back.

"Well." Zhang Xiaomo nodded, "This is the dialect of the Tianmeng near the west of the Burmese-Taiwan area, and it is used now, but most of the people there can also speak Dadu's official language, and Burmese-Taiwan is rarely spoken, except for some local old people .”

"What does this sentence mean?" Yan Junze asked.

"MMP!" Zhang Xiaomo replied without changing expression.

Yan Junze: "..."