I can rewind time to prevent death

Zhang Xiaomo looked in the direction of the Red Coffin and saw that there didn't seem to be any danger. She then said apologetically in a soft voice, "When I was in elementary school, my uncle loved to play tricks on me. He would often unexpectedly stand behind me and pat my shoulder. Every time, it was without me noticing, and a few times, I was scared to tears by him.

It got to the point where later, I would often worry there was something behind me until it stopped feeling that way after high school."

As Zhang Xiaomo spoke, Yan Junze's heart started skipping wildly, thumping like a drum.

He swallowed hard and said, "Listen to me now. There might be something that will pat our shoulders from behind in a moment. You need to be prepared, don't get nervous, don't look back, and definitely don't turn around and strike with your knife."

Zhang Xiaomo was visibly frightened by these words.

Yan Junze continued, "There are two reasons why I don't want you to slash at it. The first is that I want to resolve the entity's obsession, and we should avoid direct confrontation unless it is absolutely necessary. The second reason is that it's a 'Terrified' entity. I have plenty of reasons to believe that no matter what, you won't be able to defeat it."

After saying this, Yan Junze saw that Zhang Xiaomo was quite confused and nodded, "If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Zhang Xiaomo asked, "What is Terrified? And why are you so sure there will be..."

Before she could finish, there was a snap from behind both of them, and they felt a pat on their shoulders.

At that moment, Yan Junze didn't react much because he was mentally prepared. However, Zhang Xiaomo let out a sharp scream. As soon as the scream left her mouth, she quickly covered it with her hand, reacting very quickly.

But impulsively, Zhang Xiaomo wanted to turn around and look.

Yan Junze quickly wrapped his arm around her neck, not realizing how intimate the gesture was, "Don't look back, it's useless to do so."

Now both of them were standing with their backs toward the door they had just closed, about half a step away from the door panel and the wall. Zhang Xiaomo found it hard to believe that someone could appear behind them in such a short distance.

Could it be... the entity had appeared directly in the wall?

"Let's move forward a few steps," Yan Junze suggested.

Zhang Xiaomo nodded, gripping her magnetic knife, and took five steps forward with Yan Junze before stopping.

By now they were a little closer to the Red Coffin, and this was the furthest the moonlight from outside could reach. If they moved forward, they would be entering complete darkness.

"Let's stop here for a moment," Yan Junze said.

At the same moment, a chill swept over their backs, and with a snap, they were patted once more. Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

This time, Zhang Xiaomo did not scream. She just shivered and asked, "Why can't I look back?"

By implication, she had seen all sorts of entities before, so it was unlikely that any entity could frighten her just by looking back.

Yan Junze turned his head to look at her, his expression odd, "What I mean is, what if you look back and don't see any entity, but instead, you see your uncle? What would you do then?"

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaomo's face drained of color.

"See, just mentioning it scares you like this. If the person behind tapping your shoulder really is your uncle, I fear it would be even more dangerous for you," Yan Junze said earnestly, looking straight at her.

"This entity..." Zhang Xiaomo said through clenched teeth.

"Yes, it can evoke the deepest fears in your heart," Yan Junze cut her off, nodding.

"Let's stand back to back for now. That way we won't be afraid of someone patting our shoulders from behind, and we can also take the chance to observe the surroundings of the coffin," Zhang Xiaomo suggested.

Yan Junze's expression stiffened as he stared into her bright eyes, "Miss Zhang, do you realize that by making this suggestion, you are inevitably making me relive the hair-raising fear and chilling dread I felt when I stood back to back with Fang Ning under the moonlight, holding hands?"

After making this remark, Yan Junze looked down at his faint shadow on the ground.