I can rewind time to prevent death

Having arranged the time for action with Zhang Xiaomo, they set it for after midnight, and then Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo each sat on their respective sides of the bed.

Zhang Xiaomo, as always, scrolled through her smartphone, while Yan Junze flipped through the textbook to review key knowledge points for the college entrance exam.

A little past eleven, sleepiness overcame him, and Yan Junze discarded the book without a second thought and immediately fell asleep.

An hour later.

Zhang Xiaomo, sitting on the left side of the bed, switched off her phone's screen and picked up the magnetic knife resting beside her hand, slowly drawing it from its leather sheath.

After glancing at the sleeping Yan Junze, she reached out to push his shoulder and said, "I'm heading next door now, should be back in less than ten minutes. While I'm gone, turn on the Strangeness Interferer, don't go anywhere, and definitely don't leave this room."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yan Junze opened his eyes, placed the black box on his chest, covered it with both hands, and nodded.

The light was on, he had the Strangeness Interferer in hand, and with the Rewind unique skill on top of that, he wasn't too worried.

With the magnetic knife in hand, Zhang Xiaomo got up and left.

He listened as she opened and then closed the door to the outer room, followed by silence.

Yan Junze didn't get out of bed; he just lay there, waiting for Zhang Xiaomo to return.

Rock was far away from the main traffic roads, no sounds of vehicles reached them, and the surroundings were very quiet, save for the occasional bark of a dog—no other noises were heard.

Having just woken up, Yan Junze was still groggy, but at this point, he didn't dare to sleep again.

He struggled to keep his eyes open, his glasses on the nightstand untouched, just staring at the dirty ceiling, remembering there was half a glass of water on the nightstand, which he now wanted to drink to stay awake.

But he was too lazy to move, just thinking about wanting water as time ticked away.

At that moment, Yan Junze didn't realize his eyes had begun to droop when he suddenly felt a figure walk in from the outer room, their footsteps light, as if afraid to wake him.

The figure walked to the left side of the bed, climbed up, and lay still, no longer making any movements.

"Back so soon?" Yan Junze mumbled, "What's going on?"

He too was lying down, and because of the thick quilts separating the middle, he couldn't see Zhang Xiaomo, also lying down, unless he sat up and looked over.

The other person didn't reply.

Yan Junze's consciousness quickly sharpened, his eyes widened, and an uneasy feeling crept into his heart.

Damn, was that person just now Zhang Xiaomo?

Zhang Xiaomo was about 170 centimeters tall. Although he was lying down without his glasses, the glimpse of the figure that walked in didn't seem very tall!

With that thought, a cold sweat broke out on Yan Junze.

Without thinking further, he immediately turned on the Strangeness Interferer he had been clinging onto.

If it's a fight they want, better that than losing his life!

There was still no movement from the bed beside him, but Yan Junze was certain that someone had come in and was lying on the left side of the bed.

"Should I take a look, confirm it?"

Yan Junze hesitated internally, figuring that instead of whimsically worrying, it was better to have a look and alleviate his concerns.

With that thought, he reached his hand towards the nightstand. As the light was on, although his myopic vision was a bit blurry, he quickly grabbed his glasses and put them on right away.

His vision instantly became much clearer. Yan Junze, holding onto the Interferer, slightly lifted his head, looked over the quilt in the middle of the big bed, and peeked at Zhang Xiaomo's side.

In his field of vision, there was a figure lying across the bed, but it was not Zhang Xiaomo.

He saw a waxy yellow face with deep wrinkles, the familiar short salt-and-pepper hair, the familiar light cotton jacket, and the familiar brown cotton shoes filling Yan Junze's sight.

The elderly woman was lying on her side. At the same time, someone peeked over from the other side of the bed, she also had her eyes open, staring straight at Yan Junze, who was only halfway exposed.

Being locked in her gaze caused Yan Junze to jolt, feeling an immediate chill all over his body.

He didn't dare to breathe heavily, first squeezing out an awkward yet polite smile and slowly lying back down, the thick quilt in the middle of the bed blocking the line of sight between the living and the ghost.

Yan Junze felt his heart pounding like a drum, clutching the Supernatural Interferer in his arms, he slowly shifted his body towards the edge of the bed, one foot touching the ground below, ready to get up and leave the bed without alerting the spirit.

Just then, a rustling noise came from the side of the bed, and the quilt separating them fluttered. A head with graying hair slowly emerged—Resentful Granny's eyes appeared and were still fixed on Yan Junze as he was getting down from the bed.

Yan Junze's scalp tingled, and he hastened his departure from the bed, leaping both feet to the floor, away from the edge.

Turning to look behind him, Resentful Granny, with her petite frame resembling a marionette, eerily stood up on tiptoes to step over the quilt to his side.

Her body still floated erratically, as if being carried. She got off the bed and, expressionless, followed Yan Junze who was holding the Strangeness Interferer.

At this moment, Yan Junze was clear, if he hadn't been holding the Strangeness Interferer, Resentful Granny would have pounced on him the moment she was on the bed.

She... hesitated to approach him for now.

But not daring to approach didn't mean leaving.

Resentful Granny just followed closely behind him, maintaining a distance of about half a meter.

One human, one strangeness, one retreating, the other advancing, they moved from the inner room to the outer room.

Both rooms were lit. Yan Junze felt his palm gripping the Interferer was full of cold sweat, and soon he moved back to the doorway of the outer room, standing near the window.

Resentful Granny, expressionless, silently followed.

"I... I'm about to yell out loud now, you don't mind, do you?" Yan Junze thought for a bit, forced a smile, and said.

There was still no response from the other side, just a silent gaze fixed on him.

Can I make it out? If Zhang Xiaomo doesn't come back soon, I'm afraid the Interferer won't last much longer.

Yan Junze pondered in his heart.

Now that he knew Resentful Granny had come to his side, it was paradoxically less dangerous at the neighbor's place. Instead of lingering here, it might be better to run next door to find Zhang Xiaomo.

With that thought, Yan Junze reached for the door handle behind him.

Resentful Granny's mouth corners suddenly twitched, and her mouth split open.

At that same moment, Yan Junze felt the door handle being swiftly twisted, and then the door was pushed open by an external force.

If it weren't for his quick reflexes, he would have almost stumbled into Resentful Granny's embrace.

A short blade stabbed in from outside the door, aiming straight for Resentful Granny.

Zhang Xiaomo had arrived.

As the magnetic knife was about to strike Resentful Granny, the old woman's body suddenly became like a puff of wind, retreating abruptly.

The magnetic field from the magnetic knife quickly filled the outer room, locking down all space.

Resentful Granny, who had seemed to be floating, now appeared stuck in the mire, struggling to move.

The knife plunged into her chest.

The old woman opened her mouth to let out a piercing scream. Bang, bang, the lights in both the outer and inner rooms went out, even the electrical wires sparked, and the room instantly plunged into darkness.

Yan Junze, still holding the Strangeness Interferer, stood still, not moving, his ears pricked up to listen to the movements around him.

Seconds later, there was a click, and a cold hand suddenly rested on the back of his hand.

Yan Junze startled, swung the Interferer in his hand, and almost struck out.

"It's me." Zhang Xiaomo's voice sounded.

Yan Junze quickly put on the brakes.

"Holy crap! Speak slower next time, or my primeval force would have all been unleashed on you."