I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 764 - 440: Triple Spirits (3)

Chapter 764 -440: Triple Spirits (3)

“Zhuang Wenjing?”

As Yan Junze’s voice rang out again, the fragments of memory fueled by obsession quickly disappeared without a trace. Zhuang Wenjing, sitting in a cardboard box, was startled; she hastily stuffed the remaining severed finger into her mouth, ignoring Yan Junze’s call.

Crouching, she chewed on the finger in her mouth while shrinking further into the box. At that moment, her mind was consumed by a single sensation—hunger.

Thump! Thump!

Two more sounds came from within.

Yan Junze paused, staring at the cardboard box.

His thoughts were clear now, no longer muddled. Recalling the arm that Zhuang Wenjing had extended from the box, he noted that its skin was cracked in many places, almost none of it intact.

The black nails on those five fingers didn’t seem to be what they looked like in life, but had grown out after death due to the strong obsession, transforming into something grotesque.

Yan Junze concluded that Zhuang Wenjing and Zhuang Wenhui must not only be sisters, but also that they must have been abused to death by somebody.

Thump! Thump!

Two more urgent sounds emitted from the box, signaling Yan Junze to quicken his pace.

He reached into his jacket pocket again and found nothing, then checked his trousers pockets to the same result.

His phone was there, but he didn’t believe Zhuang Wenjing would eat a phone. If it were placed inside that circle, it would likely be crushed by this woman, as the way she crushed the cigarette box had made it abundantly clear.

After a swift consideration, Yan Junze decided on a bold course of action to undertake, thinking he could always “Rewind” if it didn’t work.

He activated the Semi-spirit and released the Control Field, cloaking both himself and that cardboard box entirely.

Then, he placed his left hand onto the black circle.

A moment later, the lid of the box lifted slightly, and then the dark green arm swiftly reached out, making a grab for Yan Junze’s hand.

Yan Junze had been attentive to the movements inside the box and, as soon as Zhuang Wenjing’s arm reached out, he immediately moved forward and grabbed that gaunt, icy, stiff, and somewhat abrasive palm.

Caught by surprise, Zhuang Wenjing flinched. Her fingers curved instantly, her black nails becoming even sharper, like venomous spikes, stabbing towards the back of Yan Junze’s hand.

But at that moment, a hum resonated within the domain field, stalling Zhuang Wenjing’s movements and preventing her from continuing her attack. Her hand remained in Yan Junze’s grasp.

However, Yan Junze didn’t attack her either, but gently stroked those pitch-black nails with his other hand.

“I’m not here to hurt you. In fact, you don’t have to stay in this dark box. Whether you crave freedom or your obsession is hunger, you don’t have to confine yourself in this cramped space anymore.”

With the domain field active, Yan Junze’s strength was rapidly regenerating. He could move freely now and was ready to stand up at any moment.

He lifted Zhuang Wenjing’s hand slightly and sensed that the person inside did not want to come out.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Junze didn’t speak further, only continued to hold the icy dark green hand firmly, showing no intention of letting go.

About two minutes later, he extended his other hand as well, both hands now holding Zhuang Wenjing’s. He hesitated, then continued, “Out here, there’s warmth as well, and there are people you want to see, and the familial bonds you long for most.”

With one strange entity locked in a box and another playing hide and seek, Yan Junze guessed that the sisters must be yearning to see each other and to be together.

Upon hearing his words, Zhuang Wenjing inside the box shuddered, and memory fragments covered her current sense of touch, flashing before her once more.

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“Wenjing, do you know where your little sister is hiding?” A middle-aged man’s voice filtered into the enclosed wooden box, followed by a heh-heh laughter: “That silly girl, she hides near your mother’s bedroom every time. I could find her with my eyes closed.”

“Every time…” A face with distinct and somewhat handsome features, though covered with a beard, peered through the small feeding hole at the box’s occupant, “Every time I catch her easily, and then do you know what I do to her?”

“No, don’t…” Zhuang Wenjing’s hoarse voice called out.

Her voice was so faint as if even she couldn’t hear it.

“It’s simple, beating her, beating her hard!” The man smacked his lips, “I’m quite satisfied with you, at least you’ve called me ‘Daddy’ before, and among the three sisters, you’re the one I’ve interacted with the most.”

With that, he smirked, pulled away from the box, and stood up. From Zhuang Wenjing’s perspective, all she could see were his feet.

The click of a lighter came next, and it seemed that the man had lit a cigarette for himself.

Not long after, the smell of tobacco entered the wooden box.

At this moment, Zhuang Wenjing was huddled in the corner of the box, clutching her legs, her face stained with tear marks, not a single clean spot on her entire body, emanating a foul stench and wearing an utterly numb expression.

“To tell you the truth, I actually quite liked your mom.” The man spoke again, “A three-story office building, two storefronts, an investment in a fund with a 3.7% annualized rate of return amounting to 3.26 million, equity worth 4.4 million, and 2.8 million in bank deposits. A single mother raising three girls with so much money, who wouldn’t like that?”

“My mother… is it… is it you who…” Zhuang Wenjing struggled to squeeze out a few words.

“Don’t ask me, your mom truly died of sickness.” The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, flicked the cigarette butt to the ground, and stamped it out with his foot.