I can rewind time to prevent death

At this moment, he could vaguely make out the blurred silhouette of that strange crawling creature, which also lay near the back door as if it were waiting.

The strange crawler now lifted a piece of rotting flesh as if examining the beggar. Soon, the rotten meat twitched twice, snuggled up next to the beggar's calf, gently rubbing against it.

The beggar and the crawling creature clearly knew each other.

Yan Junze did not approach but lay in wait in hiding.

This wait lasted until about two in the morning when a person appeared in the backyard. Yan Junze couldn't see the face clearly but was certain that this man was "Wan Cong."

Wan Cong reached the back door, opened it, and immediately turned around to re-enter the mansion.

The beggar and the mass of rotting flesh, the crawling creature, slowly followed him in.

After they had disappeared, Yan Junze waited a while longer before following them through the now-open back door.

After stealthily moving about and observing inside the mansion, he saw Wan Shouguang's reaction upon seeing Wan Cong, and all his suspicions were confirmed. Understanding the situation, he swiftly acted, first killing the Possession Spirit that had taken over Wan Cong and then destroying the other Possession Spirit inhabiting the corpse of the beggar.

The beggar must have died of cold nearby; "Wan Cong" found him and, with that mass of rotting flesh, the crawling creature, carried him to be buried under the big tree in the grove, causing him to be possessed, and brought back to the mansion to assist him.

Thus, "Wan Cong," the beggar, and the stray dog were each occupied by different strangenesses.

After stabilizing the situation in the mansion, Yan Junze helped Wan Shouguang carry Liu Jialan to the couch and administered first aid with the household's medical kit.

Liu Jialan's injuries were not serious; other than the fright, there were bites on her arm and several large bumps where she had hit her head, and she soon drifted back to consciousness.

Yan Junze shared his discoveries with them, and only then did the elderly couple learn that the strangeness that had returned was not Wan Cong's but another one that had taken over his body, plotting against them both in hope of allowing other malevolent spirits to repeat the deed.

Besides breaking out in a cold sweat, the couple had nothing to say, their complexions extremely grim.

The Possession Spirit that had taken over Wan Cong had been destroyed by the Black Spirit Mallet, and the one in the beggar's corpse was dealt with similarly; as for the stray dog, it had already been killed by Wan Shouguang's Magnetic Knife Shrapnel.

And only now did Wan Shouguang realize that the return of the stray dog's corpse was not for revenge for its own death but because the Possession Spirit within it had been after his and his wife's lives all along so that it could drag the corpse back for burial to facilitate the escape of other malevolent spirits from that place.

"So, my son was never resurrected?" Liu Jialan gazed at the body of Wan Cong on the ground, muttering to herself.

Yan Junze looked at Wan Cong, and suddenly a thought struck him. He said to Wan Shouguang, "Uncle Wan, if you could craft that umbrella for me now, I think I might be able to keep the strangeness that will form from Wan Cong by your side at all times."

Upon hearing this, Wan Shouguang and Liu Jialan were stunned and immediately turned to look at him.

Wan Shouguang, eagerly responding, said, "I can craft this weapon for you at any time, even without charging you for expensive materials, but how exactly can you make my son truly come back to life?"

Yan Junze shook his head, "It's not a resurrection. Your son can never be brought back to life. What I mean is, once his strangeness has formed, I can keep it by your side permanently."

As he spoke, he took out the Turquoise pendant he had gotten from the flight attendant Guan Hongna. He explained, "In conceptualizing the construction of this umbrella, Fang Ning, as a Sculpting Spirit-level spirit, together with another force, forms a part of it, but there's still a need for a stronger spirit power to counterbalance her, one much stronger than Fang Ning. That's why, I thought of this force first."

He shook the Turquoise, continuing, "Inside this, a Semi-Ethereal Spirit is sealed. I believe it would be sufficient to maintain the balance of power within the umbrella. After releasing the Semi-Ethereal Spirit and unsealing it, this Turquoise pendant, having been assimilated by the Semi-Ethereal spirit Magnetic Field, could easily harbor another spirit, for instance, your son. His strangeness could then exist within it without any worries."

Wan Shouguang listened, his eyes wide and fixed on the Turquoise in Yan Junze's hand.

"This way, you can always have Wan Cong by your side, never to be separated again," Yan Junze added.

Liu Jialan seemed puzzled by these words, but Wan Shouguang understood precisely what Yan Junze meant.

Putting a hold on his desire to see his son, Wan Shouguang pondered for a moment before asking, "Even with the Semi-Ethereal Spirit, isn't Fang Ning still lacking another power to help her balance the opposition?"

Thud, he placed the Black Spirit Mallet on the coffee table. Yan Junze smiled and said, "Are you referring to this?"