MTL - I Can Rewind-Chapter 86 The Woman in the Old House (4)

  Chapter 86 The Woman in the Old House (4)

  After walking a certain distance, he looked back at the basement stairs, but he didn't see the woman in the white dress.

  After getting close to the hanging object, Yan Junze climbed onto a wooden box on the ground, reached out and touched it, making sure it was a corpse.

  The corpse’s high-level decay time has passed, and only a skeleton remains, but the white dress is rarely torn, but the surface of the white dress is covered with a thick layer of ash, and it is no longer possible to tell whether it is a skirt or ordinary clothes.

  Yan Junze was very puzzled, it was already like this, would the protruding tongue still be intact?

   I'm afraid it has already rotted into dregs.

  The wooden box under his feet was not high enough, and with surprise in his heart, he carefully stepped on the box and turned to the front of the hanged woman.

  The box made a rattling sound, as if it would be crushed any moment.

  Yan Junze stood still carefully, then looked up, and then was taken aback.

  I saw a limp tongue hanging down from the skull face with disheveled hair, and the whole body, only this tongue and hair remained.

  Yan Junze looked in the direction of the stairs in the basement, under the light of the flashlight, he did not see Ye Zhennan's soul.

   Not enough time.

  He thought for a while, held back his nausea, and reached out on tiptoe.

  Because the tongue hangs down by nearly ten centimeters, even if you just stand on the wooden box, you can still reach out and touch it.

  The result of the touch was not as Yan Junze imagined, it would shatter or turn into powder when touched, the tongue turned out to be soft and very fresh, almost indistinguishable from the tongue of a freshly killed pig.

   A greasy feeling surged in his heart, Yan Junze shivered, and lowered his head to see if there was anything else that could make him stand taller.

  Because only the tongue can be touched at this height, it is impossible to put the tongue back into the skeleton's mouth.

  Under the light of the flashlight, he soon saw a stepladder. The ladder fell to the ground, and the accumulated dust almost drowned it. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to find the existence of the stepladder.

  Yan Junze was about to jump off the wooden box, helped up the ladder, and then climbed up. Wait until your height is equal to the height at which the dead body was hanged, and then find a way to stuff your tongue back into Ye Zhennan's mouth.

   But before jumping off the wooden box, he became alert and looked back at the basement stairs again.

  I saw a pair of feet in a white skirt had appeared on the stairs, standing on the steps to the basement, and there were still three steps to go down to the basement.

   Those feet are particularly eye-catching under the light of the flashlight placed by Yan Junze.

   "It has come."

  Yan Junze didn't dare to delay any longer, jumped out of the wooden box, and lifted up the dust-covered ladder. A large amount of dust filled the air, causing him to choke several times.

   After stabilizing the ladder, he immediately climbed up without stopping.

  The herringbone ladder made a rattling sound, and it seemed that it had been in disrepair for a long time. I am afraid that if the movement range was a little too large, it would directly break the wooden bars under the feet.

  He quickly slowed down and stepped on the previous step firmly before he dared to take the second step.

  Climb to the penultimate section at the top of the ladder, and step over the ladder with your legs so that your body can be stable. The current height is enough for him to put his tongue into the mouth of Ye Zhennan's corpse.

   Before grabbing his tongue, Yan Junze took another look at the basement stairs, where the feet of the pair of white leather shoes were still standing.

  Yan Junze was overjoyed, and secretly thought that Ye Zhennan's soul had better just stand there and come down after completing the task.

   After all, I am fighting for her beauty now!

   Stretch out your right hand, and gently grasp the drooping tongue. It is soft, and because there is no saliva, there is no slippery feeling.

  The goosebumps on Yan Junze's arms kept rising, subsided, and rose again...

  Holding the tongue with one hand, it was impossible to stuff it into Ye Zhennan's skull mouth. There was no way, Yan Junze put the flashlight in his mouth, bowed left and right with both hands, and grabbed the limp tongue and stuffed it vigorously into the skull mouth.

  However, he soon discovered that the upper and lower jaws of the skeleton were loose and could not be closed tightly. After half of the tongue was stuffed in, it quickly slipped out again.

"That does not work."

  Yan Junze shook his head, held his tongue in both hands, and subconsciously turned his head to glance at the basement stairs.

   Immediately there was a sudden shake, and the feet that were standing on the steps just now had disappeared.

   Under the light of the flashlight at the stairway, there was nothing.

   "Did you go upstairs? Or came down to the basement?" Yan Junze's heart beat like a drum.

   Turning his head quickly, the flashlight in his mouth quickly scanned the surroundings, as if he didn't see Ye Zhennan's soul.

   It is impossible to go up, the soul of this woman must have entered the basement.

  Yan Junze knew that he had to speed up, he forced himself to turn his attention to the long tongue, grabbed the tongue, and slammed it into the skull's mouth again.

  At the same time, this time he finally saw clearly what structure was inside the mouth of Ye Zhennan's corpse.

  In the mouth where the end of the tongue is connected, there is a group of glue like spider silk, which firmly stabilizes the tongue so that it cannot slip off completely.

  If the sharp end of the tongue can be inserted and stuck to the adhesive, then even if the whole tongue is fully inserted, it will not slip off again.

  Yan Junze had an idea.

  Just as he was about to gag his tongue with both hands, suddenly a vague voice sounded behind him, as if there was something in his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly.

  Same as before reverting, this time, Yan Junze, who is as witty as I (the author), understood again. The meaning of this sentence is roughly: "What are you doing?"

  The voice sounded from the back of his head, so that he didn't dare to turn his head, otherwise he would stare at him when he turned his head.

  Yin and Yang Mr. Lin Yishan once said that you can’t look at Ye Zhennan, so after the voice sounded, Yan Junze just shivered suddenly, and then continued to stick his tongue hard.

   It is conceivable that Ye Zhennan's soul is suspended in the air at this moment, keeping parallel with him who is stepping on the ladder.

   "Let go!"

  The instinct to protect his own corpse was aroused, and the woman behind him sternly shouted vaguely this time.

   "I'm helping you!"

   It's just that Yan Junze didn't let go, but pinched the greasy tongue even more vigorously, and tried hard to stick the sharp end to the innermost adhesive.

   Hoo!

  Yan Junze suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and the soul's hands pinched his neck. The flashlight in his mouth fell, and it just fell on the wooden plank in the middle of the top of the step ladder.

   Almost subconsciously, Yan Junze was going to file back.

  But he knows that this moment is a race against time, if he sticks his tongue together before the soul, it will be considered a success.

  The most critical issue is that he must always pay attention to his breathing. If he feels that he can't breathe, and he is almost suffocating, he has no choice but to backtrack.

   Fortunately, this woman's strength did not suddenly reach its peak the moment she grabbed his neck, otherwise Yan Junze's eyeballs would bulge out.

  The strength of her hands is only gradually increasing, which provides Yan Junze with a chance to fight with his tongue.

   But even so, at this moment he still felt his head was swollen, his breathing was difficult, and his neck seemed to be bound by a steel hoop.

  Holding the tip of the long tongue with his left hand, he slammed it into the glued place, pressed hard against that place, and then Yan Junze let go of his hand.

   This time, the tongue stabilized and did not slip out of the mouth again.

  【Tongue, panic (middle), completed, obtained 300 points of different-dimensional energy. 】

  Thanks to book friends 20171024130443840, Manjuan Shuye, His Majesty Tiandao Dizun, hun000, I am true or false, Reverse Trace, Jun Moxian for rewarding!

  (end of this chapter)