I Can Rewind

Chapter 465 Bloodstained Sleeves (Part 1)

This boat seems to be the kind of ancient painting boat. The hull is not big, the whole body is dark red, and some colorful patterns float on the sides of the hull.

Yan Junze stood on the bank of the river, looking at the painting boat.

The buildings on both sides of the river bank also maintain the ancient style, but they have basically been renovated, and they are mainly trading, with various snack stalls and specialty shops.

The dust in these shops is thick, and some facades have been damaged, a dilapidated scene.

Yan Junze didn't pay attention to other things. In fact, there are thirteen monsters in this area, but except for the monster in the painting boat, the others are relatively weak. We will deal with them after dealing with this high-level one.

"It seems that before she was alive... she was a brothel girl." Yan Junze said to himself.

Although the task information seemed normal, it always gave him a different feeling that something was wrong somewhere, but Yan Junze couldn't tell what it was.

It's a gut feeling.

Not long after he stood by the river bank, the painting boat that was originally in the middle of the river suddenly began to move slowly, approaching the direction where Yan Junze was standing, and gradually parked on the bank closest to him.

There are red lanterns flickering on the painting boat, and the candlelight flickers on and off.

In the past, this painting boat would not appear in front of people's eyes, but Yan Junze calculated the time of its appearance after reading the mission information, and came here in a pinch.

The sky above the head was faintly illuminated by moonlight, but due to the appearance of the Lingqiao, most of the moonlight was blocked, making the night look hazy.

A red light poured out from the painting boat, lighting up the road ahead of Yan Junze.

He looked down, without saying anything, stepped out of the river bank, and boarded the painting boat.

The painting boat didn't shake at all after he boarded it, and moved steadily again, slowly heading towards the middle of the river.

With a black spirit umbrella in his hand, Yan Junze walked step by step into Huafang's hut. Ever since he entered the Spirit Bridge, he had always held the black spirit umbrella in his hand, to guard against some strange things without eyes that would attack him.

The interior space of the hut is very clean and tidy. There are two rows of smaller red lanterns hanging on the left and right sides, and the room further inside is blocked by a layer of light-colored curtains, making it difficult to see the scene inside.

However, not far from the curtain, there were two round wooden stools. After Yan Junze walked over, he sat down in front of one of the wooden stools.

He cast his eyes on the curtain and remained silent.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside, which made him wonder if the weird thing in the small bedroom had fallen asleep.

No way, he cleared his throat on purpose to remind the other party that he had come in.

It was silent, and there was still no response.

"Who are you waiting for?" Yan Junze said directly, with a calm tone, his eyes fixed on the direction of the curtain.

In the task information, the words "the plain clothes are faintly charming, and the jade face still brings the moonlight" appear, which makes Yan Junze suspect that the people in the painting boat seem to be waiting for someone.

After he asked this sentence, a faint sigh came from behind the curtain, and the voice was a woman.

But just lamented, but did not speak.

"Maybe I can solve your doubts." Yan Junze continued.

"What if you can't solve it?" The woman's clear and melodious voice sounded.

Yan Junze smiled slightly, but did not answer.

"If you can't solve it, I will leave your head here." The woman said softly.

As soon as her words fell, Yan Junze suddenly felt something abnormal around his body. He turned his head and looked around, only to see that all the red lanterns around him changed their appearance. They were no longer red lanterns, but were all hung with heads.

These heads are all men, with their mouths open and candles lit in their mouths, as if the inside of their heads has been hollowed out, with candlelight overflowing from the open mouths, hollow eye sockets, and ear holes.

It can be seen that there is still blood flowing inside, reflecting the light of the candle into a faint red, like a red lantern.

Obviously, if Yan Junze can't solve it, then his fate will be the same as that of these heads present.

Shrugging, he smiled and said, "Yes."

A deep sigh came from inside again, the woman seemed to be whispering, and it seemed to be a memory.

"He's here, help me find him."

Yan Junze was taken aback, and turned to look at the heads hanging around, wondering if the "he" the woman was referring to was in it.

But if she could find it in this way, then it would be too simple. She didn't have to search for it herself, she could find this "he" by herself.

At this moment, the woman's voice continued to come, and she listened softly, "Your fingers are springing up like bamboo shoots, and your sleeves are stained with blood. Let's see where the black hair is for."

Every sentence was pronounced clearly, and Yan Junze could hear it clearly.

As soon as the words fell, another imperceptible abnormality appeared in the room. Yan Junze turned his head and looked around, and found that there were a few more fishing rods at the entrance.

There was a fishing line strung on the fishing rod, and even the bait was ready at the hook end of the fishing line, but upon closer inspection, the bait turned out to be broken fingers.

There are either two fingers or three fingers hooked on the hook, and the number of baits on each rod is different.

These fingers are still bleeding.

"Are you asking me to fish with this special bait?" Yan Junze glanced in the direction of the curtain in surprise, but the woman didn't answer.

After thinking for a while, he picked up a fishing rod, walked out of the boat painting room, and came to the side of the boat. Yan Junze took the fishing rod, and with a little force, threw a fishing line hooked with bait into the river.

There was a small ripple in the water, and then the hook and two fingers sank slowly.

Yan Junze felt a cool breeze on the surface of the river. He tightened his collar, and he didn't know how long this fishing would last.

He noticed just now that the fingers used as bait look very slender, and the skin is fair and tender, unlike a man's hand, it should be a woman's.

After a while, the fishing rod sank, as if something had been hooked.

Yan Junze quickly grabbed it with both hands, and began to fish slowly, pulling up the hooked thing, and gradually surfaced.

But what is surprising is that this thing seems to be a mass of hair, long and numerous, floating on the surface of the water, and it is not clear whether there is anything else underneath.

And Yan Junze also felt that the thing he caught was relatively light, as if it was just a bunch of long hair.

But as it got closer, a face emerged from the water, Yan Junze opened his eyes wide, and watched carefully while pulling, and soon a woman in a white dress was pulled out.

The woman's cheeks were swollen, and her hands that were exposed outside her clothes were also swollen, which should be caused by long-term soaking.

If it weren't for the fact that she still had some female features, and some parts were more swollen than the swollen places, even Yan Junze would not be able to distinguish her gender.

After pulling her out of the water with a fishing rod, the weight suddenly increased rapidly. Yan Junze was startled, and the fishing rod almost broke.

He immediately bent down, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's hair firmly, threw away the fishing rod, and directly grabbed the hair with both hands and yanked it upwards.

This picture is that of an extremely horrible and disgusting corpse that exudes a smell of water. Yan Junze dragged it out of the water like a doll, and threw it on the board of the boat in an extremely disgusting way.

Panting heavily, Yan Junze walked into the room and asked, "Is this the person you are looking for?"

"No." A voice came from behind the curtain.

"Then she is..."

"My maid."

Yan Junze nodded, no longer asked any more questions, and picked up the second fishing rod by the door. There were three bloody fingers hooked on this fishing rod.

The two fingers on the first fishing rod just now disappeared after catching the swollen female corpse. Now I think they should be in the female corpse's mouth, or have been swallowed.

Although it can be recycled, Yan Junze doesn't want to take it out of her mouth.

Throwing the bait of the second fishing rod into the water, this time Yan Junze changed his position on the boat and began to wait quietly again, looking back at the swollen female corpse lying on the boat board from time to time to see if she would take advantage of her If you don't pay attention to get up alone, give yourself a turnaround.

The cool wind on the boat is stronger, and the surrounding temperature seems to have become lower at this moment. Yan Junze has already put his black spirit umbrella into the node, and it can be easily released at any time if there is an emergency.

I don't know if there is a reason for the existence of this female corpse, but the air has been continuously falling.

It was so quiet that I couldn't even hear the sound of the water flowing, as if the environment I was in was full of dead things, not only on the boat, but even under the river, there wasn't even a single live fish.

After a while, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and was immediately horrified.

Because the swollen female corpse that was lying on the back just now has a curved body, and not only that, her plump cheeks are stretched out, and her mouth is wide open.

Yan Junze bent down and took a closer look, and found that she had remained in this state and had not moved. I don't know if there was something in her body that opened her mouth and crawled out, or she opened it by herself.

Fortunately, those puffy eyes were closed.

At this moment, the fishing rod in his hand sank, and something was hooked again.

Yan Junze immediately turned his attention to the water surface, but he could only see the buoy sinking into the water, nothing else.

He immediately started to pull the fish. This time, the underwater thing was a bit heavy, but it still didn't float up, but was quickly pulled towards the bow by himself.

"Could it be another corpse?" Yan Junze guessed.

As he got closer, he saw a suit of clothes appearing under the water, a long skirt to be precise.

"A female corpse again?" Yan Junze was surprised, "Could it be that woman's maid again?"

As soon as the pole was lifted, the weight I felt suddenly lightened, and with a splash, a dress was lifted out of the water, and the water flowed down, but it turned out to be just a set of clothes.

This is a water-sleeve dress without any corpses.

However, the surface of the water-sleeve skirt was stained with blood, which was shocking at first glance, and some parts of the clothes had been torn, or were caused by sharp objects.

At this moment, Yan Junze looked at the hook, but the three fingers hooked had disappeared.

It seems that every time it is caught, the fingers on it will disappear, not necessarily because it was eaten by the female corpse, or fell into the water.

This skirt with long sleeves has a narrow waist, so even if the female corpse on the boat wasn't swollen, it might not be able to fit it.

Maybe someone else's.

After thinking of this, Yan Junze turned his head and glanced at the female corpse with the mouth open, the next second he was shocked, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the swollen female corpse.

Because at this moment, the movement of the female corpse changed again, she was no longer curled up on the ground, but sat up facing her direction, her mouth was still wide open, and her whole face was swollen like a white flour steamed bun.

But her eyes remained closed.

Bringing the skirt with long sleeves in his hand, just as the female corpse was already sitting up, Yan Junze took the skirt to her side for gestures, and found that it was indeed not her dress, so he spread the skirt with long sleeves on the boat board.

Turning back to the door of the painting boat hut, he picked up the third fishing rod, and the bait on it was two fingers.

Facing behind the curtain, he said: "This time I caught a dress with long sleeves, it should belong to you, and I put it outside for you."

There was a moment of silence behind the curtain, and then a calm voice came.

"Thanks."

Taking the third fishing rod, he walked to the bow and changed a new direction again, throwing the bait into the river.

The temperature on the boat dropped again, Yan Junze could already see his breath clearly, turned his head to look at the river bank, there was a mist on both sides of the river bank, and the shops along the bank could no longer be seen.

He had an illusion that the painting boat at this moment seemed to be no longer in the river just now, as if it had reached an unknown waters.

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A strong cool wind hit, and a small red flag on the bow of the boat was blown flutteringly.

"Holy shit, why is it getting colder and colder? I knew the river was so cold, so I would have put on more clothes before the mission." Yan Junze couldn't help talking to himself.

Turning his head to look, the swollen female corpse was still sitting there, with his mouth wide open, without moving.

Suddenly, the fishing rod in his hand trembled suddenly, and he almost fell into the river.

Yan Junze was taken aback, and quickly grabbed the fishing rod with both hands. The object caught on the hook under the water seemed to be struggling, and the struggle was very violent.

This time was completely different from the previous two, the one who took the bait seemed to be a real live fish.

Yan Junze pulled slowly, fearing that the fishing line would break or the struggling fish would get unhooked, loosen it a little, tighten it a little, and slowly gather the line. When he was near the side of the boat, he lifted it suddenly, and a dark object was lifted out water surface.

But then Yan Junze was startled, he never expected that what the fishhook caught was not a fish, but a...baby!

This is a purple baby boy, with only a few sporadic strands of hair on his head, sticking to his scalp wetly, his lips were pierced by fishhooks, his limbs were soft, hanging down naturally, hanging in mid-air, motionless.

When I was in the water just now, I clearly felt that the baby was struggling and shaking violently, but now it seems that it has been dead for a long time, and even the color of its body has changed.

Yan Junze quickly put it on the boat board, walked over and squatted down, and slowly removed the fishhook that hooked the baby's lips.

Looking at it from such a close distance, it is found that the baby may have died at birth, and even the bones are brittle. If you use a little force, you can even reverse its arm joints.