I Can Rewind

Chapter 86 The Woman in the Old House (4)

After walking a certain distance, he looked back at the stairs in the basement, but did not 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 time of the corpse's high decay 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 at 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 only this tongue and hair remained in the whole body.

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.

There is still 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 was soft and very fresh, almost indistinguishable from the tongue of a freshly killed pig.

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

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

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

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 felt alert and looked back at the basement stairs again.

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

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

"It's already here."

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

After securing 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, the wooden bars under the feet would be broken directly.

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

Climb to the top penultimate section of the ladder and step your legs over the ladder to stabilize your body. 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 should just stand there and come down after he finished the task.

After all, I am fighting for her beauty now!

Stretching out his right hand, he gently grasped the drooping tongue. It was soft, and because there was no saliva, there was 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 inserted 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 look at the stairs in the basement.

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

Under the light of the flashlight facing the stairs, there was nothing empty.

"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.

Impossible to go up, the soul of this woman must have entered the basement.

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

At the same time, this time he finally saw clearly the structure 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 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, a vague voice suddenly sounded behind him, as if there was something in his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Same as before the file was filed, 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 with big eyes when he turned his head.

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

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

"open!"

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 squeezed the fat tongue even more vigorously, and tried hard to stick the sharp end to the innermost adhesive.

call!

Yan Junze suddenly felt a chill on 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 knew that this moment was a race against time, if he glued his tongue together before the soul, it would 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.

But fortunately, this woman's strength didn't 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.

Grabbing the tip of the long tongue with his left hand, he slammed it into the place where the glue was placed, pressed it hard, 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. 】

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