I can rewind time to prevent death

As he spoke, the camera swiveled around, beginning to move quickly in the opposite direction, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

After covering some distance, the man holding the camera seemed to realize something was off. He stopped, panting, and looked behind him. As he turned, the camera lens simultaneously swiveled to follow his gaze.

In the frame, the square-faced man who had been full of terror was still standing in the same spot, frozen in the position of looking towards where the dark shadow had disappeared, not realizing that his teammates had already left.

"Haojun, what are you doing? Hurry up and move!" The man filming called out again.

The man named Haojun trembled slightly, lowering his head without looking back, yet remaining silent.

The man with the camera began to suspect something was wrong. After all, he was not an ordinary man; he had considerable experience and insight when it came to exorcisms.

He did not approach, but kept the camera rolling and immediately began providing a voice-over.

"Hold on," Yan Junze called out.

He Bishou immediately pressed the pause button.

"Since this guy still has time to do a voice-over, could it be that this scene happening right now was also part of their planned act? A fake?" Yan Junze speculated.

With a slight smile, He Bishou said, "At first, I thought the same as you. Keep watching, and you'll understand. Sometimes, he does the voice-over out of professional instinct without considering whether it's appropriate in such a situation."

With that, he pressed the play button again.

The voice-over of the man holding the camera continued: "Haojun seems to be acting strangely, which is why I dare not approach him right now. Usually, in these circumstances, going to him would be utterly irresponsible to myself. No, the way Haojun is standing now, it's almost like the shadow from before..."

As he spoke, the figure of the square-faced man named Haojun began to bend, growing more stooped and his outline blurring as if his form was becoming vague.

"This, this must be an encounter with a Possession Spirit!" The man with the camera suddenly spoke in a strange tone, saying nothing further as the lens of the camera hastily twisted, accompanied by the sound of his running footsteps.

In the moment the camera swiveled, Haojun's neck could be seen gradually lifting, revealing a face that had been bowed down, turning to look this way.

Since it was in the Mass Grave, the screen was very dark, only illuminated by the camera light, allowing a glimpse of Haojun's face, which was contorted, the features spiraling into a vortex, his lips pulled up to reveal much of his gums.

However, only the footsteps of the man filming could be heard running; Haojun didn't seem to be following.

After running for a while, the camera's view showed the edge of a street up ahead, with the faint glow of street lights in the distance.

Just then, a woman's voice arose from one side: "You're finally back, where's Haojun?"

"Don't worry about him, let's leave this place first," the man with the camera said.

The camera in his hand shook, and the screen showed a young woman's petite face. The woman was wearing a black tracksuit, her complexion slightly pale, whether from fear or due to the camera light's glare.

"Ding Jun, what happened to him? You're acting odd," the woman approached.

Despite her approach, Ding Jun continued to walk briskly, the camera moving from the woman's face to the uneven mountain road and clumps of wild grass ahead, saying without looking back: "I've just encountered another strangeness, and I have no other plans for the moment. Let's leave first, and I'll make plans for action later."

As he talked, he kept moving quickly, and the camera suddenly swung back to the woman following behind.

The woman, who had been exclaiming in a low voice, was now bowing her head, motionless.

The camera held still, no longer moving.

In the frame, the woman's figure began to bend, growing stooped and her outline starting to blur.

Seconds later, a voice that seemed to come from deep in the throat could be heard from Ding Jun's direction; it was a cackling laughter that emerged naturally from the shock that had seized him.

Ding Jun stepped backward, the camera shaking; he was evidently stupefied with fear by the woman's sudden and identical change to Haojun's earlier transformation and was instinctively trying to flee.

Soon the woman in the camera began to lift her head, revealing a face twisted just like Haojun's, with her gums showing as she pulled at her mouth, and even the corners of her eyes deforming as her eyeballs seemed nearly about to fall out.

The camera shook more violently, Ding Jun running faster.

He quickly reached a street with street lamps, running towards an unlit van, painted with yellow graffiti on its side bearing the words "No Action, No Death."

As Ding Jun approached, the van's headlights turned on, clearly someone was inside, and the driver's side door opened as a slightly overweight man alighted from the vehicle, yelling to Ding Jun: "Where are the others?"

As the camera shook, Yan Junze managed to get a clear view of the slightly overweight man's face, which no longer bore the pallor of the others in the light of the street lamp, but looked somewhat sallow.

It probably was due to the camera light affecting his complexion.

While running, Ding Jun gestured frantically: "Get in the car, get in, let's drive away from here first."

The slightly overweight man was taken aback for a moment and then quickly nodded. As the camera shook, Ding Jun, who was striving to run, suddenly stopped, causing the video to jolt and come to a standstill.