MTL - I Can Rewind-Chapter 391 open your eyes (6)

  Chapter 391 Open your eyes (6)

   "Red coffin?!"

  Yan Junze didn't react for a while, and after a few seconds of stunned, he remembered the coffin he met in Mojia Village.

  The world inside the coffin can embody the most terrifying things in the hearts of people nearby. At that time, Zhang Xiaomo said that she had seen floating corpses on the water when she was a child.

   It was a female corpse with long hair floating in the water. That scene made her afraid of hair since she was a child.

  Although this fear has been forgotten when she grew up, the red coffin inspired her fear in childhood, causing a large amount of water to flow out of the house, submerging the entire room.

  Zhang Xiaomo was attacked by a large curl of hair in the water and almost died.

   Unexpectedly, a hair survived after the red coffin was destroyed, and it has been with Zhang Xiaomo until now.

  However, it can be said that if this hair hadn't survived quietly with Zhang Xiaomo, Yan Junze would not be able to accurately judge which one is real after the real Zhang Xiaomo was killed by the possessed spirit just now.

   It can be said that this is a blessing in disguise.

   After guessing the ins and outs of the matter, the two of them couldn't tell what it was like.

   Came to the corridor, Yan Junze asked in a low voice: "Where were the three team members probably at when they separated from you?"

Zhang Xiaomo pointed to the other side of the corridor opposite to the server room: "I was in a printing room over there, and Lu Xing, Yang Man, and Xiong Suyuan were waiting outside, but when I came out, all three of them had disappeared. Then I went I met the possessed spirit you saw just now."

   "Why did you enter the printing room?" Yan Junze was curious.

  Zhang Xiaomo said: "Because I heard someone talking."

"who?"

   "No one." Zhang Xiaomo shook his head, "I didn't see anyone after I went in. The voice was very low, but I'm sure it was talking about something, and it didn't come from other rooms, it was in the printing room."

   "Then let's look for it from the printing room first." Yan Junze said, "Where is the printing room?"

Zhang Xiaomo led the way, and the two walked along the dark corridor one after the other. During this time, Yan Junze turned his head and glanced at the other end of the corridor. He seemed to be able to vaguely see a black shadow rushing there, but he couldn't quite see it. Clearly, it is not sure if it is Lin Guo who just left.

   Along the way, there are offices on both sides of the corridor, or the doors are closed or open, but there is no movement.

  The two of them came to a place where the door marked the printing room, Zhang Xiaomo said: "It's here, we got separated here."

   "Have you come out and searched carefully?" Yan Junze asked.

   "I called the names of the two people, and then looked in the opposite room. It was a small conference room, but there was no one in it." Zhang Xiaomo said.

  Yan Junze pushed open the door of the printing room. It was completely dark inside. He pressed the light switch, but there was no response.

  He turned on the flashlight and walked in, followed by Zhang Xiaomo.

  Walk around inside, nothing.

   "Let's go to the opposite room to have a look." Yan Junze said.

  Zhang Xiaomo turned around and walked back, leaving the printing room first, followed by Yan Junze, out of the printing room, reaching out to close the door.

  But at the moment after the door closed, Yan Junze was startled suddenly, Zhang Xiaomo looked back and found something wrong with him, asked: "What's wrong?"

   "Did you hear that?" Yan Junze said softly, "Is someone talking in the room?"

  Zhang Xiaomo took a step forward, lying on the door of the printing room, and nodded slightly after a while: "Well, it's the same as what I heard last time."

   "I just saw there was no one in it, where did the voice come from?" Yan Junze wondered.

   After finishing speaking, he slowly twisted the doorknob and opened the door a crack. The voice seemed louder at this time, but he still couldn't hear what he was talking about.

  Yan Junze could distinguish clearly. Although the voice was speaking very fast, it seemed that each syllable was not complete, as if the word was only half spoken and then ended, followed by the next word.

   Coupled with the fast speaking speed, in this dark space, it sounds extraordinarily weird.

   "It seems to be... a spell." Zhang Xiaomo said softly.

   "Can't listen anymore."

  At this moment, Yan Junze suddenly resisted in his heart, and felt obvious discomfort with this strange voice, which was a kind of resistance from the heart.

  He stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Xiaomo away from the door, and then pushed open the door of the printing room, making it completely open.

  The weird voice disappeared instantly.

  There was nothing in the room, and the silence was terrible, as if the sound just now did not come from here.

  Take a stack of unopened A4 papers from the side of the door and put it against the corner of the door, making the door unable to close by itself.

  Yan Junze turned his head and said, "Let's go and see elsewhere."

  The two came to an office diagonally opposite, where it said Secretarial Section, there were lights flickering inside, but it was on and off, not stable.

  The office is full of documents and materials, which looks a bit messy.

   After the two entered, they found that the place where the sofa was near the corner of the curtain seemed darker.

  Zhang Xiaomo is behind, Yan Junze is in front, holding a black spiritual umbrella, approaching step by step.

  Under the curtain, a tall man was found. The man was lying under the curtain, motionless.

  After Zhang Xiaomo approached, she knelt down and took a look, and said sadly: "This is Xiong Suyuan, he should be... dead."

  Yan Junze found that there was blood left on the corner of Xiong Suyuan's mouth, which seemed to be an internal injury, but there was a long and narrow black mark beside Xiong Suyuan lying on his side.

  He dragged the sofa back a little, walked over to take a closer look, and said, "This black mark should be left after the possessed spirit was killed."

  Zhang Xiaomo looked up and asked: "You mean, Xiong Suyuan killed the possessed spirit who copied himself?"

   "Very likely." Yan Junze nodded, "Both died together."

  Paused, he looked around: "Did the magnetic knife of your team member Xiong Suyuan drop in the server room?"

  Zhang Xiaomo shook her head while recalling: "It seems... no, at that time, two people's magnetic knives were knocked out by the powerful possessing spirit. I was one, and the other was Yang Man. It was just us two girls."

   "He has a magnetic knife, so he has a chance to kill the possessed spirit pretending to be himself." Yan Junze said: "Where is the magnetic knife? Look around."

  Zhang Xiaomo was already lying on the ground, looking under the sofa.

  Yan Junze touched Xiong Suyuan's forehead, this guy should have just died not long ago, his body was not completely cold, but he definitely died before the moment he saw Zhang Xiaomo was killed before returning to the file last time.

   That is, it may be when the own side and the spirit destroyer team of group 1 are still on the negative second floor.

  There were too many developments and changes in the incident during this period, and he did not consider reverting.

  Even if they reverted, it would not be difficult to save these team members. After all, they had already dispersed at that time. If they died at the same time, or if the time of death was not too different, I would still be at a loss.

  A moment later, Zhang Xiaomo's voice came from the other end of the sofa: "I found it, the magnetic knife is here."

   "You use it first." Yan Junze nodded.

   Zhang Xiaomo stood up with a wide-bladed magnetic knife in his hand, weighed it, and said: "Xiong Suyuan is strong, but his magnetic knife is relatively heavy."

   "Using it for a while is better than having no weapon at all." Yan Junze stood up.

   The two walked towards the end of the corridor. Now that Zhang Xiaomo had the magnetic knife in his hand, he was not as flustered as before.

  Until the end of the corridor, there is a large double-opening glass door. It can be seen that there is a large and spacious office inside, and everyone's office area is separated by a small partition.

  Push open the door and walk in, and find that the end of this office is the exit leading to the elevator and the stairs.

  The other end of the large office is the editor-in-chief's office, and on the side near the exit is a wide pantry.

  The light in this large office is a little brighter. Yan Junze turned his head and glanced in the direction of the editor-in-chief's office. Because the shutters in the office are open, he can clearly see the situation inside through the glass wall.

  There is no one in the editor-in-chief's office.

  At this time, Zhang Xiaomo came to a row of desks with a magnetic knife in her hand, and saw two men lying on their stomachs.

  At first glance, the two of them seemed to be tired from working overtime, so they just fell asleep on the table.

  Zhang Xiaomo turned the magnetic knife horizontally, and the tip of the knife touched the closest man lying on his back with his back facing him. The man dropped his hands from the table, his body slowly slid to one side, and curled up under the table.

   Taking a closer look, the man's complexion is already black and blue, and he has been dead for a long time.

   But for some reason, she was not possessed by a possessed spirit.

  Zhang Xiaomo speculates that this should be due to insufficient physical fitness. Now they have learned that the possessing spirit chooses a body and also has its own possession standards. Those who often work overtime and stay up late, and eat irregularly, are basically eliminated.

  However, for those who are possessed, even if they are not controlled by the possessing spirit, the remaining result is a dead word.

  The magnetic knife touched the lying man across the way, and the man's body also slipped, lying on the ground without moving.

  The cause of death should be the same as the first one.

  Yan Junze looked at the two people without stopping, and walked towards the exit leading to the elevator entrance on this floor.

  Zhang Xiaomo said from behind: "Uncle Lin just said, don't leave this floor."

   "I'm not going out." Yan Junze said without looking back.

  Ever since he entered this big office, he has always had a strange feeling.

   This feeling became more and more obvious after approaching the tea room.

  Yan Junze went straight to the door of the tea room, stood there and looked inside.

  It was very dark in the room, just like the print room, I couldn't see anything.

  He reached out and pressed the light switch, but there was no response, then he turned on the flashlight and shone in.

  As soon as the flashlight was raised, I saw a long-haired woman in a professional dress, with her back turned to herself, drinking water, making the sound of water pouring into her throat, which was extremely loud.

  Yan Junze didn't speak, just kept shining the flashlight on her back, and the woman was drinking all the time, as if she didn't realize that the light was shining on her.

   I have to say that this woman should be very young, with a graceful back and a very attractive look.

  But before she turned around, Yan Junze chose to keep the initial good impression at this moment.

   No matter what the other party looks like after turning around, in fact, with his ability to accept, he can unconditionally approve of the other party's appearance.

   Gudong, Gudong, Gudong, Gudong…

   The sound of drinking water was very rhythmic and never stopped.

  Yan Junze tilted his head to look, and found that the water container in the woman's hand was the kind of electric kettle that boils water, and she was drinking directly with the spout to her mouth.

  Boom boom boom, Yan Junze knocked on the door of the tea room, but the woman didn't respond, she was still drinking non-stop.

  Yan Junze simply said: "Hey, it's almost done."

  The woman finally stopped, holding the kettle in her hand, and slowly turned around.

At the moment when he saw this woman, Yan Junze swore that he regretted letting her turn around, but it would be useless even if he turned back now, because he could see everything, even if he went back n times, the memory in his mind would still be there .

  The woman in front of her has her eyes closed, but even though she hasn't drank any more water at this moment, she doesn't know how long she has been drinking before.

  Water is constantly gushing out from the woman's facial features, as if there is a water press inside the body, and a large amount of clear water keeps flowing out from the closed eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.

  This scene made people feel uncomfortable, as if their face felt strange.

  Although the woman closed her eyes, she still seemed to be able to see Yan Junze's direction. She slowly stretched out her hand, her clothes had been soaked by a large amount of water, her lips opened, and after gushing out a large mouthful of water, she opened her mouth indistinctly.

   "Come, take my hand." The voice was slow.

  She came step by step and raised her hand in front of Yan Junze.

  Yan Junze started to back away, and the woman kept walking forward with her hands outstretched.

  The two exited the tea room one after the other and came to the aisle of the big office.

  At this moment, Zhang Xiaomo happened to be approaching the tea room. After seeing the situation here, she immediately stopped and raised the magnetic knife.

  Yan Junze reached out his hand to stop her, and said softly: "Don't cut it, let me see if I can save this woman in my way."

  He stands still until the woman comes up with her outstretched hand.

   Immediately, he opened the black spirit umbrella, covering himself and the woman.

   "Come in, don't mind that my umbrella can't block the water sprayed from your whole body, and it's sprayed inside my umbrella." Yan Junze said to himself.

   This scene is very strange, under the umbrella of Hei Ling, water splashes everywhere.

   But in the next second, the woman suddenly opened her mouth, a mouthful of water gushed out, and then began to vomit. A black shadow was pulled out from the top of her head by the black spirit umbrella, and during the violent struggle, it was directly compressed into nothingness.

   This time, there are also no dots inside the umbrella. It should be the reason why this weird energy is not enough.

   At this time, the woman curled up, vomiting continuously, and all kinds of vomit were squeezed out, as if her body had shrunk in a circle.

  After more than ten seconds, Yan Junze found that it was not as if, but that her body was really thinning, visibly drying up to the naked eye, and the water in her body was passing away bit by bit, and she turned into a mummy right under her nose.

   "Still... can't be saved." Seeing this scene, he sighed softly.

   Originally thought that the black spirit umbrella might be able to save the woman's life after forcibly pulling the possessed spirit away, but I didn't expect it to be impossible.

  Yan Junze put away his umbrella and walked towards Zhang Xiaomo.

   "This woman should be an employee of this company. Did you find anything else just now?" He asked.

  Zhang Xiaomo pointed to the bottom of a row of desks: "Over there, I just saw Lu Xing's body. It may have died earlier than Xiong Suyuan, and his body was already cold."

  Yan Junze walked over to take a look, and found that the eyes of this spirit exorcist named Lu Xing were wide open, and he felt a little bit unrepentant, and his lips were slightly parted, freezing his expression of fear before death at this moment.

   "He is a two-star spirit remover, and his strength is a bit weaker." Zhang Xiaomo's voice was very deep.

   "That is to say, the possessed spirit that killed him is now replicating his appearance and wandering somewhere in this building." Yan Junze rubbed his chin.

   Immediately added a sentence: "This is a bit difficult."

   "Why?" Zhang Xiaomo asked.

"You don't know, I'm so familiar with you, it's a bit of a fluke to be able to tell which one is the real you just now." Yan Junze explained, "Because they not only copy your appearance, but also copy thoughts, memories, etc. Know what special method is used."

   "It doesn't matter, as long as I see another Lu Xing, I will immediately draw my knife and chop." Zhang Xiaomo raised the magnetic knife.

  In the extremely dark server room.

  Four-star spirit remover Lin Guo held a magnetic knife in one hand and a flashlight in the other. The light seemed to be gradually swallowed up by the darkness in the room, and the range that could be illuminated was slowly shrinking.

Lin Guo quickly realized this. The server room was not powered on. After he entered, he found that it wasn't the server that was "destroyed", but another four-star spirit exorcist, Yao Zhongyong, used some means to destroy the server. The power supply in the room, including the backup power supply, was cut off.

  This also leads to, now he can't see anything.

  The darkness in the room seemed to be stained with thick ink.

   At this moment, the light of his flashlight stopped, and it shone on the head of a person squatting on the ground who was lifting up.

   "Well, Lu Xing?"

  Thanks to the young master of the Huangfu family, Wanshang! Thank you friends for your rewards! Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, I wish you all a happy new year and everything goes smoothly! Let's...see you next year! ε=ε=(ノ≧?≦)ノ2020 here I come

  (end of this chapter)