I Can Rewind

  Chapter 440 Three Living Spirits (2)

  Seeing that there was no one in the closet, she shook her head, Zhuang Wenhui turned around, continued to search for other places, and quickly walked into the bathroom of the bedroom.

  Yan Junze frowned and watched her back, the guess in his heart was slowly taking shape.

   After a while, he spoke again.

   "Zhuang Wenhui!"

  …

   "Wenhui!"

  The iron tongs waving in the middle-aged man's hands had just been put down, and blood was still dripping from the iron tongs.

   "Don't you like to hide? From now on, I will let you hide enough!"

The man opened his mouth and showed a cruel smile: "But don't let me find you, if I find you, you will die ugly. Well, this is the first time today, the first time I found you, first give you point reward."

  The iron tongs fell from the head of Zhuang Wenhui, who was kneeling on the ground, and hit her brow bone firmly.

  Browbones cracked, blood spattered, Zhuang Wenhui's head buzzed, the whole person lay on the ground, and his consciousness began to blur.

  She wanted to cry, but couldn't, the tears seemed to have run out.

  She wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't make a sound, because her throat was very dry, and it had been two days without a drop of water.

   Not long after, the man walked aside, there was a rustling sound, and he seemed to unbutton his pants.

   Immediately there was a sound of urinating.

   After a while, the pants were tied up, and the man's joking voice sounded: "Don't blame me for not giving you water, it's you who didn't drink it yourself. It's your choice whether you want to die or live."

  After the words fell, the man took the iron tongs and left.

   In a daze, Zhuang Wenhui looked up at her washbasin, which was filled with yellow, bubbling liquid, and an unbearable smell permeated the room.

   Hide, be sure to hide!

   Never let him find me!

   Be sure to hide!

  …

   "Zhuang Wenhui."

  Yan Junze yelled twice, but the woman who entered the bathroom never appeared again.

  He froze for a moment, then reacted, pushed open the wardrobe door and walked out.

   His eyes turned to the door of the bedroom and bathroom, and then at Zhou Wenfei who was lying on the bed.

  Walking to the bedside, he carefully inspected Zhou Wenfei's body. Sure enough, one of his eyeballs was missing, and he was not breathing. His body was cold, and he was confirmed dead.

   "Perhaps..." Yan Junze raised his head and sighed softly, "Zhou Wenfei also played hide-and-seek with Zhuang Wenhui."

  He didn't move the corpse on the bed for the time being. Now that Cao Heng and Gu Dekang are still missing, maybe Zhuang Wenhui's task should be completed first.

  Turn around and walk to the door of the bathroom, and use the flashlight to illuminate the environment inside.

  Just now Zhuang Wenhui couldn't find her after looking for her, but this woman's obsession may have made her choose to hide again, so the role of hide-and-seek may have changed again.

  Yan Junze saw a mass of jet-black hair protruding from the surface of the toilet at a glance. He didn't know when Zhuang Wenhui stuffed her strange body into the toilet and hid it.

  Yan Junze thought for a while, but instead of going in, he stood at the door of the bathroom and said, "Zhuang Wenhui, I found you again, you are hiding in the toilet, come out."

  The hair moved, but Zhuang Wenhui did not appear.

  Yan Junze continued: "Although I found you, just like before, I won't hurt you. You can come out boldly."

  The hair in the toilet moved again, and then a face emerged. After revealing most of the face, it just stared in Yan Junze's direction.

  Yan Junze even took a step back, opened his hands, and looked into the bathroom to show that he would not hurt her.

   Not long after, Zhuang Wenhui twisted her body and crawled out of the toilet in an extremely weird posture. The bones of her body rattled, and many bends slowly recovered.

  But she didn't move, but lay on the ground vigilantly, with her head raised slightly, her voice hoarse, and a sentence came out of her throat: "You... found me."

  Yan Junze was still standing outside the door with a smile on his face, showing no intention of coming in. Because if he went in, it might make Zhuang Wenhui feel frightened or defensive again.

   "Are you still playing?" He said softly, not showing the tone of someone in a superior position, but respecting and asking for the other party's opinion.

  Zhuang Wenhui was startled for a moment, then suddenly knelt down, curled up into a ball, and never moved again.

  A reminder popped up in Yan Junze's mind.

  【Hide-and-seek, creepy (middle), completed, get 1200 points of different-dimensional energy】

  However, just after the task completion prompt disappeared, another new task prompt popped up almost simultaneously.

  After Yan Junze saw the task, he stood there in surprise, motionless.

   After carefully examining the task information, he began to mutter to himself: "Sure enough, there is something strange here. There is more than one weird one in this room."

   At this moment, his hands felt cold, and the temperature in the room seemed to have become even lower.

   Turning her eyes to the bathroom again, Zhuang Wenhui was still lying there, as if she had fallen asleep.

  But it was obvious that the atmosphere in the room was different from before, the temperature dropped quickly, and Yan Junze could already see the breath he exhaled.

  He ignored the motionless Zhuang Wenhui, turned around and left the door of the bathroom, and when he passed the bed in the bedroom, he cast his eyes on the bed, and then he was taken aback.

  At this time, there was already an extra person lying on the bed.

  Yan Junze took a closer look, because he had recognized the photo before, and the other person's body shape was easy to identify, so he immediately recognized the person lying on the bed as Gu Dekang.

  Gu Dekang's eyes were open at this time.

  Yan Junze stretched out his hand to press the position of his carotid artery, and after a while, withdrew his hand.

  In fact, the moment he touched the opponent's skin, he already knew that Gu Dekang was dead, because the skin was cold.

   Zhou Wenfei and Gu Dekang were lying side by side on the big bed, occupying two-thirds of the bed. Yan Junze glanced at the remaining one-third of the bed.

  Here should be the place where Cao Heng will appear later.

   "Could it be that there are three monsters?" He raised his head, thinking carefully, it is not impossible.

   Now the second weird mission level has been raised, it is "Scary (Low, which is two ranks higher than the "Creepy (Medium which was just playing hide-and-seek.

   But even so, this task level still cannot trap a top four-star spirit remover here.

  This shows that there may be a third weirdness here.

  After completing the first task just now, now Yan Junze has analyzed that the woman named Zhuang Wenhui was most likely tortured and abused during her lifetime, so she would have scars all over her body and an abnormal obsession with hide-and-seek.

  If Zhou Wenfei died at the hands of Zhuang Wenhui, it was possible that he was found by Zhuang Wenhui during the hide-and-seek process, or he found Zhuang Wenhui and was killed by the other party.

   That is to say, finding the other party or being found by the other party has the same outcome. Only by doing what I did just now can I reduce my own danger and solve Zhuang Wenhui's obsession.

  In general, Zhuang Wenhui has no sense of security at all. If she finds her, she will die, and if she finds her, she will die. This may have something to do with her being abused during her lifetime.

  Then why does Gu Dekang die now?

  Yan Junze stopped checking the corpse on the bed for the time being, turned around and walked to the living room.

  Out of the bedroom, under the light of the flashlight, he was taken aback for a moment, and looked into the living room.

   At some point, a big cardboard box appeared there.

  Not far in front of the cardboard box, there is a simple wooden chair.

   And just after Yan Junze saw these decorations that suddenly appeared, his head suddenly became dizzy.

   This is obviously a kind of magnetic field interference to consciousness. It is invisible, silent, and has great influence and strong penetration.

  At this time, Yan Junze can completely open the control field to isolate all these magnetic fields, but after thinking about it, he feels that it is unnecessary.

  First of all, this state of dizziness and near coma is almost exactly the same as before Zhuang Wenhui appeared just now.

   Explain that this is the same operation method, and they want to knock themselves unconscious so that they can carry out this weird next action.

  Secondly, there are already some hints in the mission just now. Since this weirdness just wants to stun himself, it means that it does not want to kill people immediately. It is very likely that it is the same as Zhuang Wenhui and wants to play a certain game.

The third point is that I have a recovery gear close to me, no matter how bad it is, I can activate [Automatic recovery when dying], after the last time the energy was exhausted, it has been recovered for a while, and after completing Zhuang Wenhui's task just now, there is another Energy is guaranteed.

  So there is no need to worry about this aspect at all.

  The control field was not turned on, and soon Yan Junze lost control of his body, but he was not completely unconscious, but could feel himself walking and then sitting down.

  His head was heavy, his eyelids could not be lifted, and some inexplicable thoughts suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

  For example, I need to put something on the cardboard box in front of me, for example, there seems to be some strange items in my pocket...

   Not long after, he could feel his pocket move, as if there were indeed foreign objects inside.

  But because his head was dizzy, he couldn't look down. However, in this state, Yan Junze knew that he could still backtrack with just one thought.

  Things are not as bad as expected.

   I don't know how long it took to be so dazed, and the consciousness began to gradually return, and the clarity of the five senses gradually increased.

  Yan Junze raised his head, and he found that he could slowly twist from the neck up, but his limbs still seemed a little out of control, but he could still move slowly.

  It was very difficult to raise my hand, and I felt that my five fingers could not be too hard, and then I found that my body and torso were stiff, and I couldn't get up from the chair at all.

  Boom! Boom!

  Suddenly two voices came from the big cardboard box in front of him, as if reminding or warning him.

  Yan Junze cast his gaze away, landed on the surface of the carton, and saw a black circle.

   There are four words written next to the circle: Put it here.

  He pondered for a while, and looked at the lid of the cardboard box that could be opened at any time not far from the black circle.

This scene reminded him of a wicked piggy bank he had seen before. The coins to be put into this piggy bank could not be put in directly, but the coins had to be placed on a certain spot on the piggy bank. At a specific position, the lid of the jar opens automatically, and a ghostly hand of a skeleton, or the arm of an animal, will stretch out and slowly grab the coin into the piggy bank.

  Hesitating for a moment, the weird thought in his mind told him that there was something in his pocket, so he reached out and fumbled in his pocket.

  Fingers still feel stiff, but the sense of touch has not disappeared.

   Soon Yan Junze touched something, pulled it out and saw that it was a pack of cigarettes.

He immediately turned his head to look at the coffee table with difficulty. Sure enough, the pack of unfinished cigarettes that he had seen before on the coffee table was gone, only a lighter and an ashtray were there, and the pack of cigarettes should be in his hand. of this bag.

  He paused, slowly stretched out the cigarette, put it in the black circle, and let go.

   But this time, the chair Yan Junze was sitting on did not forcefully turn around like Zhou Wenfei did, but remained still.

He opened his eyes wide, and saw that the lid of the carton was slowly lifted up, and a black-blue arm stretched out from the box. The five fingers of the arm were also black-blue, but the sharp nails were already black, as if poisoned. generally.

  The hand quickly reached into the circle and grabbed the pack of cigarettes, but instead of dragging it into the box, the five fingers tightened suddenly, kneading the pack of cigarettes into a ball.

  The cigarette case was broken, and the remaining cigarettes inside were torn apart, scattering a large amount of tobacco dust.

   It wasn't until the cigarette case and cigarettes were crushed that the five black fingers were released, and they retracted silently into the box.

  After about four or five seconds, boom! Boom!

  Hearing these two sounds, Yan Junze knew now that it was a reminder to put things over again.

  There was nothing in the right pocket he touched just now, so he stretched out his left hand and touched the left pocket.

   Limbs were still stiff, although he was reluctant, but he still took the thing out slowly.

  During this process, Yan Junze's expression was a little unsightly, because he probably guessed what it was just based on his sense of touch.

  After taking the thing out and placing it in the circle on the carton, he cast his gaze away.

   Sure enough, it was a finger, a broken finger.

   It looks like it should be a thumb.

  Yan Junze doesn’t remember, just now when he saw Gu Dekang’s body by the bed, he didn’t pay attention to whether his fingers were missing.

  In addition, most of Gu Dekang's body was covered, and his arms were also in the bedding, so he didn't pay attention at all.

  In short, this thumb should either belong to Gu Dekang or Zhou Wenfei.

  In his eyes, the lid of the carton was slowly lifted up again, the black arm stretched out, and the five fingers with sharp nails spread out, grabbing the severed finger.

   But this time it didn't directly crush the severed finger, but retracted its hand into the cardboard box.

   Not long after, the crisp chewing sound came out and drilled into Yan Junze's ears.

  Yan Junze's throat moved, feeling a little flustered, he found that he could speak, and then said: "Zhuang Wenjing, can this food be eaten?"

  Hearing someone call his name, the weirdness in the cardboard box froze suddenly, and the obsessive memory fragments flashed quickly in his mind.

  …

   There was darkness all around, the endless darkness, which made her very scared, but Zhuang Wenjing felt even hungrier. She was so hungry that she couldn't go out at all.

  The voice of the middle-aged man sounded outside, not in a hurry, it seemed very gentle, but it was like the calm before the storm.

   "Wen Jing, are you hungry? If you're hungry, stick your hand out of this hole. The food has already been placed outside. It's just out of the pan. It won't taste good when it's cold."

   "Quiet? Quiet? Are you asleep? Did you hear me?"

   Zhuang Wenjing, who was locked in a closed wooden box, was shaking with fear at the moment.

   It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but that she was so scared that she couldn't speak at all.

  As long as she thinks of the man outside in her mind, she can't help but feel fear welling up from the bottom of her heart, and her whole body turns cold.

   But she was so hungry that she couldn't remember the last time she was full, or even how long it was the last time this man gave her food.

  Her memory has been completely blurred.

  Zhuang Wenjing has only one feeling at the moment, hungry.

  About a minute later, just as the men outside felt impatient and wanted to get angry, Zhuang Wenjing couldn't help stretching out her hand.

  She knew exactly where the food was placed, and after getting close to it, she could really feel a warm breath.

   "It's food! The food that just came out of the pan!"

  Recalling the man's words, Zhuang Wenjing was so excited that she grabbed him regardless of anything else.

  The next second, a scream came from the closed wooden box.

   Immediately, the man laughed unscrupulously, clutching his stomach, squatting on the ground, laughing so hard that he was almost breathless.

  Zhuang Wenjing's tears kept rolling down, and she withdrew her hand tremblingly. The palm of this left hand was so hot that it even oozes blood. Some hot charcoal **** still adhered to the skin and could not fall off.

"Stupid, how stupid!" The middle-aged man outside was still laughing, stood up and said cursingly: "Don't you want to try it? Just reach out and grab it. I will give you a potato baked on charcoal. If you don't grab it Potatoes grab the red-hot coals!?"

  Zhuang Wenjing didn't speak, just weeping.

   After a pause, the middle-aged man continued: "Why don't you try again, there are really potatoes, you won't believe me?"

  (end of this chapter)