I Can Rewind

Chapter 403 Bride (Part 4)

"Hey hey..."

A burst of old laughter came from the endless darkness.

Yan Junze had already opened the black spirit umbrella, and now at least the area under the umbrella was safe. He ignored any abnormal noises, and just continued walking forward with the oil lamp.

He had been mentally prepared before, the magnetic field on the third floor was very chaotic, and there must be many unknown weirdness hidden.

These weirdnesses may not have complete obsessions, but are only affected by the chaos of the magnetic field, and they may not even know why they are here.

Yan Junze walked slowly, not because he didn't want to move forward quickly, but because the air here was extremely turbid, as if walking in mud, and he couldn't speed up.

In the light of the kerosene lamp, occasionally a face would pass by from the darkness outside, but it dared not approach.

Yan Junze noticed that on his left side, at the edge of the area covered by the black spirit umbrella, a pair of bare|naked feet appeared, without shoes, the heel of his right foot fell off, dragging behind with his hamstrings, and the toes of his left foot were numb. Three were turned upside down, and the bones were exposed.

These feet are so thin that it is impossible to tell whether it is a woman or a man.

After the appearance of these weird feet, they have been walking along the edge of the black spirit umbrella, regardless of whether Yan Junze is standing still or moving forward, instead of passing by in a flash like those weird faces.

In fact, Yan Junze was also a little puzzled, why didn't these weirdnesses just get into his own umbrella.

You must know that the black spirit umbrella itself does not exude any coercion, and Weird can't perceive any abnormalities in it at all, so it should attack Yan Junze directly according to the usual attack mode against humans.

But obviously the weirdness on the third floor wouldn't do that, it just circled outside the black spirit umbrella and wouldn't take the initiative to enter.

Yan Junze pondered for a while, and guessed that there was a possibility.

The magnetic field here is extremely chaotic, and Weird who has been here all year round has become accustomed to this kind of chaos, but after opening the black spirit umbrella, the magnetic field under the umbrella tends to be stable.

This kind of steady state, placed in the current environment, has become unusual instead, making the weirdos who are used to the chaotic state just have doubts and guard against the calm magnetic field space under the black spirit umbrella.

But that's good, at least they don't dare to try to touch themselves easily, and they stay in the black spirit umbrella with a stable magnetic field, so they won't be disturbed by the chaotic magnetic field outside, become restless, frightened, hesitant, or even have hallucinations and so on.

It's just that there is also a disadvantage, such as the pair of tattered feet outside the umbrella, who don't know who they belong to, they have been following closely.

In addition, behind Yan Junze, that is, behind the black spirit umbrella, there is also something that has been following Yan Junze.

The strange sound of footsteps behind him was sporadic and dense, as if he had four feet. Every time Yan Junze took a step, the sound of footsteps would be heard densely behind him, even closer to the rear, sticking to the outer edge of the black spirit umbrella.

Yan Junze felt that as long as this guy stretched out his hand, he could touch his back at any time, and he always felt like a thorn in his back.

Because the surroundings are very quiet, various sounds will be amplified countless times after entering the ears.

The sound of the tattered feet dragging beside him, the intermittent and dense footsteps behind him, and the strange laughter from time to time constantly stimulated Yan Junze's eardrums.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and felt that this corridor seemed to be very, very long, with no end to it, and it would never reach the end.

Suddenly, Yan Junze stopped abruptly, staring at the ground in front of him.

Under the light of the kerosene lamp, I saw a pair of feet wearing black women's flat leather shoes in front of me. The calves of these feet were slightly thick, and they seemed to belong to a lady over forty years old.

This woman was different from other weird ones, standing face to face in front of Yan Junze walking, completely blocking his way.

Yan Junze froze for a moment, but did not move for a while.

The woman didn't move, she just stood in front of her.

Not long after, blue veins appeared on the surface of her calf, protruding out like earthworms, and both legs began to swell slowly.

Yan Junze took a small half step forward slowly, the woman did not retreat or avoid, but still stood in front, so that he could see the other parts of the woman that merged into the darkness.

She was wearing a black sarong, her hands were vertically on her thighs, and she was a bit fat, but her arms also had blue veins, which were bulging from the surface of the skin at this moment, as if they would burst at any time.

Since the opponent chose not to retreat, Yan Junze had no choice.

He took a big step forward suddenly, and the black spiritual umbrella moved forward at the same time, taking the fat woman who did not back down completely under the umbrella, reflected in the light of the kerosene lamp.

The woman who entered under the black spirit umbrella and the light, although her body didn't move, her head was twisting constantly, the veins on her neck were bulging, and even her face was covered with blue earthworms, wriggling under the skin.

There were even blue veins extending into her eye sockets, floating on the surface of the gray pupils, quickly passing through the pupils, and burrowing into the skin of her forehead.

But in just a few seconds, the body of this strangely obese woman trembled, and was instantly strangled by the three forces in the black spirit umbrella.

She let out a miserable scream, but the scream stopped abruptly after only halfway through. The fat woman turned into a puff of black smoke and was absorbed by the black spirit umbrella.

A black dot appeared, then disappeared inside the umbrella.

The second floor of the restricted area.

A translucent man in a black corset coat stood at the stairway leading from the second floor to the third floor, looking up.

He could hear a sudden scream just now, but it was stopped immediately afterwards.

This sound doesn't sound like a normal person, it should be made weirdly.

As a result, the shadowy man became a little suspicious. He didn't seem to have expected that the demon slayer who appeared near the corpse bride would enter the third floor so smoothly.

From the looks of it, it seemed that the weirdness in the chaotic magnetic field on the third floor had nothing to do with the opponent.

The sense of crisis that rose from my heart just now became even stronger at this moment.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the corridor rooms on the second floor. At this moment, the doors of these rooms were all closed, none of them were opened, and they seemed to be avoiding.

The little girl in the white princess dress never appeared, as if she wasn't on the second floor at all.

The black shadow man was calm and raised his feet to the third floor.

When he came to the corner of the stairs, he glanced at the kerosene lamp placed on the raised part of the corner wall, a little surprised.

Just now at the corner leading to the second floor, the raised part of the wall is empty, and there is a kerosene lamp here, which means that one is missing.

As soon as he raised his head and looked in the direction of the stairs on the third floor, the shadowy man froze for a moment, and stood there no longer moving forward.

He saw a man's back facing him on the stairs on the third floor, standing there motionless.

The black shadow man is powerful and special. He can see the darkness without the help of lights. At this moment, after seeing the motionless figure, he is a little puzzled.

Because the black shadow man felt that the figure was a person, but it didn't look like a normal human being. If it was weird, he couldn't sense any weird magnetic field on the figure.

The black shadow man didn't move for a while, he was a little uncertain.

The third floor of the restricted area.

Yan Junze witnessed the scene where the obese woman appeared strangely in the umbrella and was immediately strangled, she lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

Something didn't feel right to him.

They already know that this black umbrella is very special, but why are there so many weird ones who dare to swim beside it? There is even this fat woman who is weird and desperate to block her way forward.

Although in the end they could not escape the fate of annihilation.

Including now, Yan Junze turned his head and looked aside, his tattered bare|naked feet were still following the outer edge of the black spirit umbrella, refusing to leave.

Hearing behind him again, the dense footsteps had just stopped, and the weirdness behind him was still closely following him, and a vague and greedy breath came continuously.

Under the protection of his own black spiritual umbrella, he is so persistent. Could it be that the weirdness in this restricted area has lost his mind? Or was he disturbed by the magnetic field of the dead bride, unable to think in a normal and weird way?

wrong? There must be something wrong, but I didn't notice it.

Yan Junze didn't go any further, as strange voices kept coming from his ears. He raised his left hand and looked at the kerosene lamp he was holding.

"Could it be because of this lamp?"

A guess arises in my heart, but I'm not sure.

Yan Junze hesitated for a moment, put the kerosene lamp in his hand on the edge of the corridor near the wall, and then slowly walked forward with the black umbrella.

After walking seven or eight steps in the dark, he immediately looked back, and then his body shook slightly.

I saw at least three figures crouching beside the lit kerosene lamp at this moment.

One of the figures had a broken heel, and the other had three toes turned up. It was the weirdness that had been following him outside the umbrella just now.

But at this moment, these weirdos did not follow him anymore, but lay beside the kerosene lamp, sucking greedily. Under the dim light, Yan Junze saw satisfaction and excitement on their faces.

"Sure enough, the goal of these guys is not me, but this kerosene lamp." Yan Junze suddenly realized, "In order to get close to this kerosene lamp, like that fat woman's individual weirdness, even at the risk of her own life, she directly blocked me in the dark." In front of the spiritual umbrella."

Yan Junze stood in the darkness, watching more and more weird things approaching the kerosene lamp. He even saw two or three tentacles protruding from the gap under the closed door of the next room, making rustling noises. The voice, moving slowly, ran towards the burning kerosene lamp.

These weirdnesses, either phantoms or entities, quickly blocked the light from the kerosene lamp, making Yan Junze unable to see clearly.

But Yan Junze knew that the weirdness on the third floor was because he didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being. If he had known that the kerosene lamp had this effect, he should have brought up the other kerosene lamp just now.

It's just that Yan Junze thought about it, the kerosene lamp was placed at the corner leading to the second floor, maybe after being lit, it might only be effective for the second floor.

I replaced the kerosene lamp on the stairs on the third floor, maybe I got it right by mistake.

He tried to take out the flashlights in the small backpack. There were two flashlights in total, but as expected, neither of the flashlights could be turned on.

None of the wall lamps on the third floor were turned on, probably because the strange magnetic field was too chaotic, and the electromagnetic field was also affected.

Take out the lighter, maybe only this lighter is the only light source now.

The light from the kerosene lamp has become smaller and smaller, and the weirdness surrounding it is obviously still increasing.

Yan Junze pressed the lighter, and with the help of a weak light source, he walked quickly to the end of the corridor.

It wasn't a windproof lighter. When the flame was exposed, the lighter soon became hot, and he had to turn it off for a while.

Move forward with the approximate geographic location seen before closing.

After walking for more than ten seconds, Yan Junze felt that he had come to the end, but there was no room here, but a large wardrobe seemed to be erected at the end.

Yan Junze waited for a while without moving. After the lighter in his hand was no longer so hot, he pressed the lighter again to light up the surroundings.

I walked a few steps forward and looked at it, and then I felt a creepy feeling in my heart.

There is indeed something standing at the end of the eyes, but it is not a large wardrobe, but a coffin.

The coffin was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with indistinguishable relief patterns on the surface. It seemed very delicate, but the dust had already covered it with a thick layer.

Instead of lying flat on the ground, it stands upright against the wall at the end, leaning slightly to the rear.

"Vertical coffin?!" Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that foreigners are also popular with this thing?"

Yan Junze remembered very clearly that he had watched Lin Zhengying's movie in his previous life, and one of the plots was that people were buried in vertical coffins. That place is also known as Dragonfly Point **. If they are buried in this place, their descendants will surely make a lot of money and have a prosperous official career.

However, the procedures for the vertical coffin Tibetans are also very particular, and the conditions are strict. If they are not followed, it will bring great disaster.

It is impossible that this place is also called "Dragonfly Point **" by foreigners, right?

Yan Junze carefully observed the lighter in his hand around the coffin, including the coffin and the ground.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that if a foreigner knows woolen feng shui, it should be because the air in this place is so humid, and a layer of dry straw was laid under the vertical coffin to prevent moisture.

At this moment, Yan Junze's hand was burned by the lighter, and he quickly closed it.

At this time, the lighter was too hot to hold, so Yan Junze quickly squatted down, put the lighter by his feet, and waited for it to cool down.

Anyway, I have carefully checked the position of the coffin just now, and I can barely move at this moment with or without a light source.

Yan Junze stretched out his hands, touched the lid of the coffin, and found the open side of the lid.

The coffin lid of this kind of coffin is not the kind that is completely uncovered, but is opened from one side like a cabinet door.

When he touched the place where he could hold it with his fingers, Yan Junze did not immediately open the coffin lid, but squatted down, picked up the slightly cooled lighter, held the lighter in his left hand and pressed it down, clasped the coffin lid with his right hand, and exhausted his whole body With great strength, he struggled to open the lid of the coffin.

The moment it was opened, an inexplicable strange aura gushed out.

The smell was not rotten, nor was it a stench. There was also a moldy smell in it. Yan Junze's nose itch, and he couldn't help but sneezed three times in succession.

The flame of the lighter in his hand trembled wildly and almost went out.

After the flame stabilized, he looked into the coffin.

I saw a woman in a white wedding dress and a silk scarf standing in the coffin.

The woman's eyes were closed, her hands were crossed on her chest, her body was not decomposed, but due to long-term dehydration, she became thinner, her face was haggard, and her eye sockets were sunken, like a zombie covered in human skin.

Yan Junze still remembered the reminder of the mission information and knew that there should be no conflicts with the dead bride.

In fact, communicating with these weirdnesses in a friendly manner is also one of the principles of his Buddhist lineage to eliminate spirits.

Unless the other party is unwilling.

"Dear Ms. Scott, hello!"

Yan Junze tried his best to make his voice soft and friendly. While speaking, he also imitated a western gentleman and bent slightly towards the coffin.

He might also take it off as a salute, if he was wearing one.

But just after he said these words, because he forgot to count the time, the lighter in his hand felt an unsustainable hot feeling, the flame went out, and the lighter fell to the ground.

The surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

Almost at the same time, there was movement in the opposite coffin.

"ah--"

A strange sound resounded close at hand.

Yan Junze ignored her, squatted down, and touched the ground.

The noise inside the coffin continued, not loudly, like a mouse crawling.

Yan Junze could feel that the lighter was near his finger, because there was a heat transfer, he did not give up, reached out and touched a cold sole.

He remembered that he didn't seem to have seen the dead bride wearing shoes just now.

Yan Junze continued to move his fingers to the side of the cold soles, touched the still hot lighter, and then twisted the lighter with two fingers and stood up: "Uh, Ms. Scott, why did you come out without wearing shoes? Your body It's very delicate, so be careful to catch a cold."

Thank you, Master Huangfu, for the rewards!