MTL - I Can Rewind-Chapter 441 Three Spirits (3)

  Chapter 441 Three Living Spirits (3)

   "Zhuang Wenjing?"

  As Yan Junze's voice sounded again, the memory fragments in his obsession quickly disappeared without a trace. Zhuang Wenjing, who was sitting in the cardboard box, froze for a moment. She quickly stuffed the remaining severed finger into her mouth without answering Yan Junze.

  Curled up, while chewing, Zhuang Wenjing in the cardboard box curled herself up fiercely. She had only one feeling in her heart at the moment—hunger.

  Boom! Boom!

   Two more sounds came out.

  Yan Junze froze for a moment, looking at the cardboard box.

  His thinking can already function normally, and he is no longer in a state of confusion. He remembered Zhuang Wenjing's arm stretched out from the box just now.

  The black nails of the five fingers don't look like they were in life, they should have grown out of a strong obsession after death and became weird.

  Yan Junze concluded that Zhuang Wenjing and Zhuang Wenhui were not only two sisters, but they must have been abused to death by someone.

  Boom! Boom!

   There were two more sounds coming from the cardboard box, which were a little faster than before, telling Yan Junze to speed up.

  Yan Junze put his left hand into his pocket again, but found nothing, and then touched the trouser pockets on both sides, but there was still nothing.

  There is a mobile phone, but he doesn't believe that Zhuang Wenjing will eat the mobile phone. If it was placed in that circle, the result would probably be crushed by this woman, because the scene of her crushing the cigarette case just now was already obvious.

   After thinking about it quickly, Yan Junze made a bold decision to implement, and if it doesn't work, he will go back to the file.

  He activated the half-spirit, released the control field, and enveloped his surroundings including the cardboard box.

   Then, he pressed his left hand on the black circle.

  A moment later, the lid of the carton was lifted slightly, and then the black-blue arm quickly stretched out, grabbing Yan Junze's hand.

  Yan Junze had been paying attention to the movement in the box for a long time. When Zhuang Wenjing's hand just stretched out, he immediately went up to meet it, and took the initiative to grab the thin, cold, stiff, and even a little bit painful palm.

  After Zhuang Wenjing was suddenly grabbed, she was startled, and immediately bent her five fingers, and her pitch-black nails suddenly became sharper. The front end was like a sharp poisonous thorn, and it was inserted into the back of Yan Junze's hand.

  But at this moment, there was a buzzing sound in the field, Zhuang Wenjing's whole movement stopped, and she couldn't continue to attack, her hand was still held by Yan Junze.

  However, Yan Junze didn't attack her, but gently stroked the extremely black nails with his other hand.

   "I don't want to hurt you, but you don't need to stay in this dark box. Whether you yearn for freedom or your obsession is hunger, you don't need to confine yourself in this small space."

   At this time, after turning on the field, Yan Junze's physical strength is recovering rapidly, his body can already move, and he can stand up at any time.

  I lifted Zhuang Wenjing's hand up, and found that the people inside didn't want to come out.

  Yan Junze pondered for a moment, did not continue to speak, but held the cold black-green palm firmly, showing no intention of giving up.

About two minutes later, he stretched out his other hand, held Zhuang Wenjing's with both hands, and said after a pause, "Outside here, there is also warmth, people you want to see, and people you want most. kinship."

  There are two weird ones, one is locked in a box, and the other is playing hide-and-seek everywhere. Yan Junze judges that the two sisters must really want to meet and be together.

  After hearing his words, Zhuang Wenjing in the cardboard box trembled, and the memory fragments covered the current sense of touch, and flashed out again.

  …

"Wen Jing, do you know where your sister is hiding?" The middle-aged man's voice came from outside the closed wooden box, and then he laughed and said: "That silly girl hides near your mother's bedroom every time. You can tell where she is with just your eyes.”

"Every time..." Outside the wooden box, a handsome, but bearded face with three-dimensional features came closer, looking into the box through the small hole that can grab food, "Every time, I can easily grab food. Live her, and then do you know how I deal with her?"

   "No, don't..." Zhuang Wenjing shouted dryly.

  The voice was very small, as if she couldn't even hear herself.

   "It's very simple, just hit, hit hard!" The man smacked his lips, "I'm quite satisfied with you, at least you called me 'Daddy', and among the three sisters, you communicate with me the most."

   After finishing speaking, he grinned, left the wooden box with his head, and stood up. From Zhuang Wenjing's perspective, all he could see was his feet.

   Click, the sound of the lighter sounded, as if the man had lit a cigarette for himself.

   After a while, the smell of cigarettes came into the wooden box.

  At this moment, Zhuang Wenjing was curled up in the corner of the wooden box with her legs crossed, her face was stained with tears, and there was no clean place on her body, emitting a foul smell, and her expression was numb.

"To tell you the truth, I actually really like your mother." The man said again, "A three-story office building, two shops, 3.26 million annualized fund investment with an annualized rate of 3.7%, 4.4 million equity, and 2.8 million bank deposits. One I don’t like a single mother bringing you three sisters with so much money, who would?”

   "My mother...is it...is it you..." Zhuang Wenjing struggled to squeeze out a few words.

   "Don't ask me, your mother really died of illness." The middle-aged man shrugged, threw the cigarette **** on the ground, and stomped it out.

   After a while, he put a plate in front of the opening of the wooden box, and said with a smile, "Eat it while it's hot. This time it's not red-hot charcoal. It's really edible."

   Then he turned and left the room.

  Zhuang Wenjing's stomach kept growling. When she heard the man leave, she immediately threw herself down in front of the opening of the wooden box and stretched out her arms.

   Not enough soon, she showed hesitation. Although she touched the plate, she didn't dare to approach the middle of the plate.

  The place where the food is placed is a blind spot of sight, but the palm can feel it, and there is indeed a temperature coming from the plate.

  Zhuang Wenjing tapped lightly with her index finger, and pressed a fingerprint on the thing. It was not burned, and it was not a hard thing. It seemed to be edible.

  She quickly grabbed it, holding it sticky in her hand, and then a strange, smelly smell floated into her nose.

  Withdrawing her hand, seeing the large amount of dirt on her hand, Zhuang Wenjing's stomach suddenly churned, and she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit anything.

  The memory fragments were once again shattered by the temperature from his hands.

  …

   This time, Zhuang Wenjing could clearly feel that a pair of hands was holding her firmly, not sticky, not hot, not cold, these were extremely warm hands.

  After Yan Junze said something, not long after, he saw the lid of the carton being pushed up slightly.

  A pair of eyes appeared under the lid of the cardboard box. Although the gaze was only emitted through the white of the eyes, it gave people the impression of alertness, fear, uneasiness, panic, and ferocity.

  Various emotions showed Zhuang Wenjing's state at the moment. She wanted to attack Yan Junze, but found that the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions at all, so she couldn't do it. She wanted to get out and hide in the box again, but she could feel the warmth of the other's palm, and she felt a little bit reluctant.

"Leave this cage and don't need to be attached to it anymore." Yan Junze lowered his voice as much as possible to make his voice softer, "As long as you want to eat, I can satisfy you. Eat all kinds of delicious food, not those cold, Disgusting food."

  The lid of the carton was opened again, Zhuang Wenjing's head slowly got out of it, and then stood up in the carton.

  Yan Junze also stood up with her.

  At this time, he discovered that Zhuang Wenjing's two arms could no longer be put down, and the shoulders were already stiff, and they kept bending forward.

  Looking at this appearance, she should have been putting her hands through the food delivery hole, eager to eat more, until she finally died.

   In other words, Zhuang Wenjing was starved to death.

   Not long after she stood up, the cardboard box under her feet disappeared directly under Yan Junze's eyes.

  Zhuang Wenjing was originally wearing a light yellow dress, but the dress was covered with a lot of filth, and the original color and style could no longer be seen.

  Yan Junze took her with both hands, and slowly backed away to the front of the sofa, and let her sit down.

   "It's all right now, all the pain is over. After you get out of here, you can eat whatever you want."

  At this time, Zhuang Wenjing habitually curled her body, hugged her legs tightly, and curled up on the sofa without any expression.

  At the same time, a task reminder came from Yan Junze's mind.

  【Fear in the box, terrified (low), completed, obtained 1600 points of different-dimensional energy】

mission completed.

  Because Zhuang Wenhui's mission has been completed, so as long as the prompt information of the two missions is used to comprehensively analyze the encounters of the two sisters, and a little guessing, it is actually not difficult to complete this terrifying mission.

  But if it is done by a non-Buddhist spirit extermination method, it will definitely be very difficult to confront Zhuang Wenjing's obsession.

   At this moment, the atmosphere around him became different again, a biting chill permeated his whole body, and Yan Junze couldn't help shivering.

  He turned his head and looked around, but didn't see any changes in the environment, but the temperature of the air dropped again.

  Although it is not to the extent that the eyebrows freeze, but if you stand like this for a while, your body may start to tremble due to the cold.

   After the task completion prompt flashed, as expected, another new task message popped up.

  Yan Junze immediately looked inside, and muttered to himself: "The soul is gone (low)?!"

   Then he let out a long breath and said to himself, "The Lord is here."

  According to previous inferences, it is impossible for a top four-star spirit remover to be trapped here so easily.

   So far, the two weirdnesses that have appeared so far can be broken by direct and strong means with Cao Heng's strength.

  So he was able to be trapped here, probably related to the upcoming third monster. As for whether there will be more weirdness after this, Yan Junze doesn't know.

   "If there are monsters stronger than this third monster, according to the practice of the spirit exorcism team, I'm afraid it will be safe to dispatch at least two five-star spirit exorcists to solve this place." Yan Junze secretly guessed.

   Of the three monsters, the lowest one is the plastic spirit, that is, Zhuang Wenhui, and Zhuang Wenjing in the cardboard box is already a half Void Spirit, so the next monster that will appear on the stage should undoubtedly be a proper Void Spirit.

  The three monsters are united together, no wonder Cao Heng is deflated!

  Glanced at the task information quickly, Yan Junze was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, but walked to the bedroom.

   After walking into the bedroom, he looked at the bed, and sure enough there was another person lying there again, finally filling up the big bed.

   That person is none other than Cao Heng, the four-star spirit exorcist.

Cao Heng seemed to be having difficulty breathing at this time, but his chest was still heaving slightly. His eyes were closed tightly at first, but when he heard Yan Junze's footsteps, he opened his eyes immediately as if a nerve had been touched, with a look on his face. be on guard.

  Yan Junze approached, and said: "Don't be nervous, I am the Baiyang District Spirit Eliminator Squad, invited from the Tianmeng to help you."

  Cao Heng was taken aback, his eyes focused, and he fixed on Yan Junze's face for a moment before letting go of his vigilance.

  His lips were dry and cracked, and his eyes signaled Yan Junze to take off the quilt covering him.

  Yan Junze did so.

  After the quilt was lifted, a large number of open wounds greeted the eyes, and the blood had solidified. At a glance, it was impossible to see how many wounds there were.

  Gritting his teeth, Cao Heng tried his best to say a word: "There are Void Spirits, pull them, be careful, don't move!"

  As soon as the words came out, a few seconds later, Yan Junze saw Zhuang Wenhui walk out of the bathroom in the bedroom bowed.

  She stared straight ahead, without paying attention to herself, walked strangely, as if being pulled by something, passed through the bedroom, and walked into the living room.

   "Don't move for now, I'll get you out soon." Yan Junze patted Cao Heng on the shoulder.

  Turn around and walk to the door of the bedroom, look towards the living room, and find that the place where there were cardboard boxes in the living room just now has been replaced by three chairs with their backs facing this direction.

   Zhuang Wenhui, who had just walked out, walked to the leftmost chair and sat down slowly without saying a word.

Zhuang Wenjing, who was curled up on the sofa just now, had already put her feet down. Her arms were still bent and stretched forward, unable to put them down. She just stood up stiffly and silently walked to the rightmost one of the three chairs. He also sat down.

  Yan Junze noticed that behind the three chairs, there was another chair that hadn't disappeared. This chair was exactly the one he was sitting on just now.

   At this moment, a more intense sense of dizziness came, and the world was spinning. He felt that he almost fell to the ground directly, and immediately supported the bedroom door frame.

  Because of his previous experience, Yan Junze did not panic this time. After stabilizing his figure, he slowly approached a chair in the back row, and sat down quickly when he was about to fall down.

  This should be the third game, the three monsters are playing with me, I don’t know what to do.

And just now I have clearly released Zhuang Wenhui and Zhuang Wenjing's obsession, but at this moment these two monsters still can't help playing the third game, which means that the third monster is much stronger than them in terms of strength and status .

  This kind of joining is unconscious, and from the deepest part of my heart, I am in a state of obedience.

  Even though he was already sitting on the chair, Yan Junze still felt dizzy, and soon his consciousness began to blur, and he was about to fall asleep.

   And somewhere behind him, there was a rustling and crawling sound.

   Not long after, a woman who seemed to be even thinner slowly crawled past the chair he was sitting on.

  This woman is not actually thin and thin, but has a strangely curved body, as if her waist has been broken, and her clothes are shabby and tattered, and her body cannot be completely covered.

  She also has long hair, but some places on her head are bald. The hair in the bald place has been torn off abruptly, and the skin is festered, making it look blurry.

  Not only was the woman's waist twisted, but her limbs were also twisted to a certain degree of curvature. When she crawled past Yan Junze, she didn't stop, nor did she look at him.

   Came to the middle of the three chairs, the woman's body surged up, and she sat down a little limply. Like the other two, her back was facing him.

  (end of this chapter)