I can rewind time to prevent death

Chapter 221 Spirit Guarding (3) (4000 words)

The silence in the bathroom always gave Cui Xiaocan a hair-raising feeling.

She tucked Cui Yuanyuan's shirt into her pants as quickly as possible, then straightened the outer skirt.

During this time, footsteps could be heard outside the bathroom. Someone, unhurried, walked into the women's restroom.

Upon hearing the footsteps, Cui Xiaocan's previously growing fear had somewhat stabilized.

Having someone else around gives a subconscious sense of security, preventing the panic from persisting.

While Cui Xiaocan was fixing Cui Yuanyuan's skirt, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye of the person who had entered the toilet entering the first stall. Your next chapter is on My Virtual Library Empire

But then Cui Xiaocan froze for a moment, a chill running up her spine.

Although she had been bending over to fix Cui Yuanyuan's skirt, the person she saw out of the corner of her eye seemed to be wearing a shroud.

Cui Xiaocan turned pale, stood up straight, grabbed Cui Yuanyuan's small hand, and stared at the first stall in the bathroom.

After entering the toilet, the person had walked straight into the stall without any sound of the door closing or clothes rustling.

"Auntie, there's someone in there." Cui Yuanyuan didn't see the person who came in but heard the sound and suddenly spoke up.

Cui Xiaocan quickly nodded and gestured for her to be quiet, clutching Cui Yuanyuan's hand tightly and hurrying towards the restroom exit.

Her heart was in turmoil. The shroud she'd glimpsed earlier – she wasn't sure if she'd been mistaken but the lack of any sound from the person entering the restroom was equally strange.

The two, one big and one small, quickly passed the first stall.

The door of the stall was open, and Cui Xiaocan instinctively looked up and immediately froze, as if she'd fallen into a dream.

And Cui Yuanyuan, who had not planned to look in that stall, when her aunt suddenly froze, lifted her head to look inside the stall and was taken aback, exclaiming in surprise, "Mom?"

Cui Xiaocan snapped back to reality, terrified, and reached out to cover Cui Yuanyuan's mouth: "Don't talk!"

But it was already too late.

Ren Susu, wearing the shroud, was facing away from the stall, but she was slightly bowing her head. Upon hearing a voice, she raised her head, eyes tightly closed, revealing a deathly pale face and a chin covered in red wax.

That scene, to Cui Xiaocan, the red on the chin looked like blood, and she screamed out loud, trembling and dragging Cui Yuanyuan as she ran.

When they reached the restroom's entrance, a short figure came towards them, wearing only a shirt, with no legs, which shocked Cui Xiaocan so much that she nearly fell to the ground.

Then Cui Yuanyuan let out a surprised "Eh" as she immediately recognized the person who came in; it was the child they had noticed earlier at the entrance of the Funeral Hall.

The coat the child was wearing belonged to Uncle Zeng You.

But the child was so small that, draped in the coat, it seemed as if only the upper body was there, missing the lower half.

Yan Junze said nothing; he did not intend to interact with these people but quickly entered the women's restroom and stood outside the first stall.

Cui Xiaocan eventually recognized him but also realized something was off. The child's behavior was obviously strange at this moment. She dared not speak, holding back the fear in her heart, pulling Cui Yuanyuan out of the women's restroom.

Yan Junze stared at Ren Susu's face.

Ren Susu still had her eyes closed as if the soul of Cheng Jingting was not yet enough to make her appear normal.

"So you've just possessed a corpse to resurrect and you're already planning to hide in the restroom?" Yan Junze spoke for the first time.

As he spoke, he released the Black Spirit Mallet, grabbing its handle, but the other end, due to his short stature, rested directly on the ground.

Of course, Yan Junze did not doubt that the Great Strange Baby had the strength to wield this mallet.

Suddenly, Ren Susu in the stall trembled but did not respond; she did not open her eyes, instead reaching out her hand towards Yan Junze's head with a swift motion.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Yan Junze lifted the mallet and swung it towards Ren Susu's waist.

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Miss Hall.

This Funeral Hall was smaller than the one Ren Susu was in, so the cost of renting this hall was half as much, suitable for families not well-off financially.

At this moment, only the person performing the Spirit Guarding ritual remained inside. He was a bald man in his fifties, and all the other relatives and friends had already left.

The bald man had already laid down on a bench and fallen asleep; he was covered with a coat with a pillow under his head, sleeping soundly.

Before falling asleep, the bald man had checked all the burning incense and had also set an alarm on his phone to ensure it would wake him when the incense was about to burn out so he could add more.

Just then, the lid of the electrically-powered ice casket slowly rose, and an old man dressed in brown and black funeral clothes slowly sat up from the ice casket.

After sitting for about two minutes, he began to move his stiff limbs, wriggling out of the ice casket and placing his feet on the floor.

Though he made some noise in the process, it wasn't loud; the old man took tentative steps, approaching the candlestick on the altar.

But by that time, the incense candles were nearly burned out, leaving just a bit of wax close to one side of the candlestick. The old man stood there for a moment, then turned and slowly walked towards the bald man lying on the bench.