I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 650 - 401 Bride (Part 3)

Chapter 650: Chapter 401 Bride (Part 3) Chapter 650: Chapter 401 Bride (Part 3) The little girl in the white princess dress was taller than Ke’er, with a bigger skeletal frame, and her hair was golden, seemingly well-kept at first but now somewhat disheveled.

Yan Junze didn’t speak, halting his steps and silently staring at the motionless little girl.

There wasn’t a sound around, and after Yan Junze stopped, the footsteps also vanished, creating a silence so profound it was terrifying.

Thankfully, there were wall lamps that allowed visibility in the space, rather than total darkness, which would have induced greater panic.

So they stood at an impasse.

Gradually, Yan Junze began to hear breathing from the small compartment isolated by the wooden railing to his left.

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The sound was neither loud nor soft, but it would definitely be masked by other noises if there were any.

But in the silence of the moment, he could hear it clearly.

He turned his head slightly to look inside the wooden railing on the left, but saw nothing, it held nothing inside, empty and void.

Yet the breathing was even, as if someone was standing inside, taking deep breaths.

Yan Junze glanced at the princess-dressed girl standing at the end of the corridor, then moved towards the left wooden railing to listen closely, realizing the breathing was coming from the compartment right behind him.

He took a step back, standing in front of the wooden railing, listening attentively as the breathing began to escalate.

Yan Junze immediately stepped away, distancing himself from the railing, and the breathing steadied once again.

“Could it be… is there really something confined here? An invisible strangeness?” Yan Junze wondered.

However, he didn’t wish to waste his time on this now. Although the strangeness was invisible, it was at least confined within the wooden railing—there was no need to meddle further.

Moreover, he had just activated “Perception of Strange Events.” There might be task information about this strangeness within it, but there was too much information for him to look at each one individually.

This place was already full of strangenesses, and if he were to satisfy his curiosity about every single one, he might forget why he came here in the first place.

Disregarding the breathing from behind the railing, Yan Junze once again walked towards the little girl in the white princess dress.

As he drew closer, when there were only about fifteen meters left between them, the little girl who had her back to Yan Junze suddenly moved, and with a click, something dropped from her hand to the floor.

But the little girl didn’t bend down to pick it up; she turned sideways without caring, facing Yan Junze, and slowly walked up the stairs at the end of the hallway.

Her side face wasn’t revealed, as the disheveled hair covered it all, preventing Yan Junze from getting a good look.

Yan Junze walked over and glanced at the object she had dropped—it was an linen-made fabric doll.

Normally, the doll looked quite ordinary, but at that moment, it exuded an indescribable eeriness.

The wooden staircase creaked as someone ascended, signifying the little girl had made it to the second floor.

Standing above the fabric doll, Yan Junze looked down at it. The doll lay flat on the ground with its arms open, a smile curving on its mouth. However, that smile seemed rather unnerving.

Having the impression the doll wanted him to pick it up, Yan Junze hesitated briefly before giving it a boot print, stepping on it and proceeding towards the staircase to the second floor.

Upon reaching the corner of the staircase, surprisingly, there was no wall lamp, but an oil lamp had been placed on a protruding part of the wall, half-filled with oil, yet unlit.

Yan Junze had a lighter in his backpack, which he carried inside his long robe. After a moment’s thought, he took the oil lamp off the wall and held it in his hand, also taking the lighter out and putting it in his trouser pocket for easy access to light when it got dark.

While it seemed odd for the oil lamp to be there, he decided to carry a source of light beside him just in case.

The stair planks squeaked below his feet, the sound identical to the one made by the little girl earlier. Yan Junze quickly reached the second floor.

The second floor also had a corridor, with the staircase in the middle and hallways stretching to either end. The dim lights from the wall lamps illuminated enough for him to roughly make out the arrangements at both ends of the hallway.

Rooms lined both sides of the hallway, the doors either shut tight or half-open, quiet and spacious, completely silent.

After standing there awhile, Yan Junze felt a chill that seeped through his clothes and slowly spread throughout his body, causing him to break out in goosebumps involuntarily.

This chill was not from the second floor, but from the third, with the second floor so close, the sensation of cold was quite pronounced.

Yan Junze paused for a moment, his gaze drifting to a spot on the right side of the hallway.

There, a little girl in a princess dress was facing sideways, standing in front of an open door, slowly advancing into the room until she disappeared.

Yan Junze had no intention of going over there. Holding the lamp, he stood at the staircase and looked up towards the third floor, noticing it was enveloped in utter darkness, without even a wall lamp. He ignored the little girl and took a step towards the staircase to the third floor.

“Sir…”

At that moment, a childish voice suddenly rang out from behind, causing Yan Junze to stop in his tracks on the staircase without turning around.

Behind him was the very same princess-dressed girl who had just entered one of the rooms.