I can rewind time to prevent death

By dinner time, Huang Chen called down Yan Junze to eat on the first floor. This guy seemed to follow Yan Junze's instructions very closely. Having told him not to let anyone else go upstairs, he went around notifying everyone, and sure enough, no one had come upstairs until now. In fact, this building was too gloomy and cold. It had previously experienced strangeness and even seen an exorcist perish; generally, no one would wander around without cause. In the current situation, staying in a place with more people was the most normal choice for ordinary people. Dinner was delivered by the exorcist team's staff—a boxed meal for each person, a small dish of fruit, and a bottle of mineral water. However, each of the main subjects of the photos was given three bags of instant strong coffee. Yang Zhijun's physical condition was poor. After contacting medical personnel, the doctor didn't administer any stimulants but instead gave him an IV drip. It not only provided energy to his body but also contained a small dose of medicine to stimulate the central nervous system, used under the doctor's supervision. This way, it ensured that Yang Zhijun's condition wouldn't continue to worsen while keeping him alert. Then, Yan Junze went to a hardware store and bought a box of Burst Nails—those small pushpins with a nail on one side and a round surface on the other that can be pressed directly with a finger to drive the nail into an object. After putting the Burst Nails into his pocket, by the time the sky had darkened, Yan Junze leisurely returned to No. 7 Mansion. After chatting with Huang Chen and Li Yue for a bit and taking the bedding and pillow Huang Chen had prepared for him, Yan Junze went upstairs. Huang Chen kept watching him until he reached the second-floor corridor. He couldn't help but speak up, "Be careful. Don't overdo it. If you can't handle it alone, call out, and Li Yue and I will come up immediately." Yan Junze turned his head and smiled, "Don't worry, just pay attention to everyone else's reactions." Huang Chen still looked somewhat anxious but simply nodded, without taking his eyes off him. Yan Junze entered the corridor and passed the corner, out of sight. He opened the door to the private room, pieced together some chairs, then spread the bedding across them before he went to the window and opened one of the panes. Sticking his head out to look left and right, after confirming that this was the only window open, he lay on the windowsill, enjoying the view outside. As if influenced by Xiang Er, Yan Junze's first thought was that this spot offered an excellent view of the night scene, which Xiang Er would definitely love. No. 7 Mansion had more than just a front courtyard and an independent building; behind the building, there was another courtyard with dense vegetation, half of which was occupied by a grape trellis, and beside the wall of the other half was a pond. The water in the pond hadn't dried up, but due to long neglect, the water quality was poor, covered with trash, and its banks overgrown with lush green moss. After an indefinite amount of time, Yan Junze suddenly shivered and felt a chill. He tightened his collar and decided to sit wrapped in the blanket in the private room for a while. Although Tianmeng was in the southern region with a comparatively warm climate, not everyone could endure sitting at a window in the cold winter breeze. Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, it suddenly sharpened, as below in the courtyard by the wall, a slender figure silently climbed over. Unfortunately, the figure landed right in the stinking pond. Yan Junze was startled but dared not speak out loud to warn her, fearing it would alert Huang Chen and the others downstairs. He saw the figure plummet, but midway through, she realized something was amiss and swiftly sidestepped, gliding over the surface of the pond like a swallow, creating a ripple on the water before gracefully landing beside it. Glancing up in Yan Junze's direction, as if her feet were unaffected by the slippery moss, she moved closer in a few steps, then leapt up to the second floor in a bound. Yan Junze saw everything clearly and knew it was Xiang Er, so he quickly stepped back. Xiang Er's leap was level with the second-floor window. She grabbed the sill, and like a nimble cat, quickly sprang into the private room and gently closed the open window behind her. "Where is this?" Xiang Er's first question came. "A quiet place that's convenient for carrying out my plan." Yan Junze said, "All those who turned their heads in the photos are downstairs tonight, and there are exorcists present, so don't go down. Even your movement upstairs should be limited to areas out of sight from the first floor." "Okay," Xiang Er nodded, without asking why. Yan Junze continued, "I've already initiated my plan, and that Black Dress Woman has set her sights on me. Later on, I'll be sleeping here, and there's a good chance she'll appear in my dreams. Keep watch by my side. If anything seems off with me, wake me with all your abilities, just like last time." "Mm, I'll keep a close eye on you…" Xiang Er said, then turned her head to glance at the night view outside the window. The section where No. 7 Mansion was located had a fantastic view of the night, truly beautiful. But Xiang Er knew the importance of tonight's matter, and no matter how beautiful the night view was, her gaze wouldn't stray from him for even half a second once Yan Junze fell asleep. Soon enough, Yan Junze spread out the group photo, and Xiang Er curiously came over to look as well. Yan Junze pointed to himself in the picture: "This is me. I had just turned my head slightly earlier, and now it's turned halfway, and it's been less than two hours."