I can rewind time to prevent death

The Wan Family's villa was not very large, but its decor and arrangements were extremely exquisite, and it was clean and tidy.

As Yan Junze was crossing the courtyard, a middle-aged woman came out from the entrance of the living room, a smile appearing on her face as she said to him, "Hello, I am Shouguang's wife, just call me Aunt Liu."

"Aunt Liu, hello!" Yan Junze nodded with a smile, feeling that the family seemed very warm.

Arriving at the entrance to the living room, Liu Jialan had already taken out a pair of slippers.

Yan Junze changed his shoes and followed her into the house, looking up to see that to the left of the entrance was the dining room. However, there was a row of fish tanks in front of the dining room, with various small fish swimming inside. One had to step up two stairs to enter the dining room.

Another exit from the dining room was directly facing the kitchen, with both connected by an arched corridor paved with cobblestones.

On the right side of the main door was the living room, which was very spacious. The room's decor was in an ivory color, and the furniture, such as the sofa and coffee table, was also in light colors, giving off a comfortable and relaxing feeling upon entering.

A slightly plump man sat calmly on the living room sofa, without a smile, and pointed to the sofa on his left, saying, "Yan, come sit here."

Yan Junze went over and placed a beautifully wrapped gift box on the table, speaking with a respectful tone, "Master Wan, I am sorry to disturb you at this time."

Wan Shouguang waved his hand but did not speak.

Liu Jialan took the gift box from the table, smiling, "Since you're here, there's no need for such formalities."

"As I should," Yan Junze said.

After sitting down, Liu Jialan poured him a cup of tea and then sat next to Wan Shouguang.

Both sides were sizing each other up, but Yan Junze's gaze did not carry the kind of scrutiny of an elder examining a junior like Wan Shouguang's; rather, it was polite and dignified.

In the eyes of Wan Shouguang and Liu Jialan, although this young man seemed very youthful, he was not at all timid. Being able to become an Exorcist at such a young age, he must have some exceptional qualities. At the very least, he was quite mature in character.

"I've been admiring Master Wan ever since Zhang Xiaomo mentioned you, especially your skill with the magnetic knife. Such a small magnetic knife can have two modes of damage, physical and against strangenesses, which is really impressive!"

No sooner had Yan Junze finished speaking than Wan Shouguang immediately said, "No need to call me master, every weapon made against strangenesses involves a team effort, without the team, I am nothing. It's just that, in a team, I might sweat the most."

"Alright, Uncle Wan," Yan Junze promptly corrected himself, and instantly became much friendlier.

"Old Zhang mentioned that you are an Exorcist from Tianmeng District. What brings you to Huaying District these days?" Wan Shouguang asked.

"I'm still studying at Tianmeng Science University, I just started university last year," Yan Junze said. "This time, I came here to accompany a professor from my university to attend a forum."

"Ah, you're not a full-time Exorcist," Wan Shouguang realized.

"Right, when the Tianmeng Exorcist Team hired me as an external consultant, I was a Semi-Spirit, but now I am not," Yan Junze explained.

"Why? Did the strangeness that implanted the Semi-Spirit Body in you die?" Wan Shouguang asked curiously.

"No," Yan Junze shook his head, seeming to answer Wan Shouguang's question, but actually he was diverting the subject, "My physical constitution might also be somewhat special. Previously, I often attracted some strangenesses close to me. Now I come seeking Uncle Wan's help for this reason."

"Hmm, go on."

Yan Junze opened his backpack and took out a stack of hand-drawn drafts, handing them to Wan Shouguang: "Honestly, there is a fairly strong strangeness hidden in my shadow, and as long as I am under the moonlight, this strangeness will crawl out along my shadow to claim my life."

"Ah!" Liu Jialan covered her mouth in surprise and asked, "Why is that happening?"

Yan Junze wore a wry smile, "She... wants me to accompany her, forever."

"Is it because you let her down during her lifetime?" Wan Shouguang took the hand-drawn drafts, not yet having the chance to look at them, and asked.

"No," Yan Junze shook his head, "We didn't know each other when she was alive. I picked up her presence during a strangeness incident, and since then, she has been following me."

Now that he was seeking Wan Shouguang's help and also intending to have the Black Spirit Umbrella crafted, Yan Junze did not hide the existence of Fang Ning. Some special features and requirements needed to be clearly communicated to the other party, or else he wouldn't be able to achieve the purpose of his visit. He also believed that being upfront about his own secrets upon first meeting could at least show his trust in them, which might bring a positive impression to Wan Shouguang.

Wan Shouguang slightly pursed his lips with a smile, clearly quite satisfied with Yan Junze's openness.

He began to flip through the large amount of hand-drawn drafts Yan Junze had preserved, asking while browsing, "You want to make an umbrella?"

"Yes, one that can shield against the moonlight and can also be used in actual combat," Yan Junze nodded.

"Not bad, your hand-drawn diagrams are very detailed. You must have studied this field before." After flipping through a few drafts, Wan Shouguang praised, "You have drawn out every strut, every joint of the umbrella bones. Except for not specifying the load-bearing capacity, everything else seems ready to use."

After speaking, he closed the documents and asked Yan Junze, "Since you've already planned everything so clearly, why do you still come to me?"

Yan Junze humbly replied, "This is just an idea of mine. I'm not sure if it's mature enough, if it can be realized, or if there are any problems that I haven't noticed. Moreover, I'm utterly clueless about the materials that will be needed, not to mention having a place to make the umbrella, or the raw materials."