Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"This guy, what a pervert. "

The administrator watched the fat man's movements and pursed his lips disdainfully, feeling a little disgusting.

But the other party just took a photo, and she didn't say anything.

She could only glance at this obscene dead fat man in disgust.

It's a pity that the fat man has no interest in glancing at her at all.

At this time, he set his eyes on the beautiful woman in front of him, and his mind had already begun to fantasize about how to play with this beautiful woman after turning it into a slave.

"Glasses...... Like. "

"Stockings...... Not bad either. "

"Collar...... Collars can't be missing!"

"And the tail...... Hey, hey, hey!"

Thinking about it, the fat man couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His lewd laughter passed through the library.

Everyone on this level couldn't help but look at him.

“............"

Feel the gaze.

The fat man's face changed, and he lowered his head in a gray manner.

He raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his expression slightly distorted.

You bastards!

The fat man roared in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest error on his face.

If there were only the girl he liked and the ugly administrator aunt here, he wouldn't have anything to fear.

But that white-haired man, he really didn't dare to provoke.

He's lustful though.

But not stupid.

He could see that the white-haired man had a particularly strong figure and was also very tall.

With a pair of sand bowl-like fists, beating him is definitely as easy as playing.

Gritting his teeth, the fat man touched the mobile phone in his pocket, stood up silently, and walked out of the library quickly.

He can't wait, he's going home for the ceremony now.

He wants this woman to become his right away,

He's going to be the king of the world!

With bloodshot eyes in the fat man, he beckoned a taxi and got on it.

On weekdays, he is reluctant to take a taxi.

But today, everything is going to be different.

Taxis are fast.

It only took him ten minutes to get back to his home.

It's an old neighborhood.

The environment inside the community is very messy.

Piles of waste and littering make the place look backward and chaotic.

on this.

The fat man didn't care.

He took the key and opened the door to room 583 and walked into the room.

A strong smell of Chinese medicine came to his nose, and a strong irritable expression appeared on the fat man's face.

"Old thing, you should be damned. "

Glancing at the location of the bedroom, the fat man walked briskly towards the kitchen.

"Satoshi, is that you? You're back? Pour a glass of water for grandma, grandma is so thirsty. "

The voice of a trembling old woman came from the room.

But the fat man didn't pay any attention to her.

"Didn't you hear? Grandma is thirsty, hurry up and pour me a glass of water!"

The old woman in the room noticed that no one responded, and her voice became a little sharp.

"Don't you want this month's living expenses?"

!

Xiao Cong in the kitchen cursed secretly and pulled out a boning knife from the knife holder.

Trying the sharpness of the knife, a hideous smile appeared on his face.

“...... It's coming!"

"Hurry up!"

The old woman's voice was impatient.

She complained in her heart that this unsuccessful grandson couldn't do anything.

But she didn't know that his grandson would become the living king of Hades who wanted his life.

Holding the sharp knife, Satoshi walked briskly into the bedroom.

He looked at the old woman lying on the bed and took out a sharp boning knife.

Soon there was a scream of terror from the bedroom.

"Satoshi, what are you going to do? Hurry up and put the knife down!"

"Oops, it hurts me! Satoshi, you brute! You're going to kill your grandmother. "

“...... Please, don't kill me, I'll give you all my money, my money is in the card, and the password is XXXXX. "

"Help, Help......"

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

The screams and screams gradually weakened, and only the sound of knives entering the flesh kept ringing out.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

A moment later.

Satoshi wiped the blood that had splattered on his face, panting heavily.

In front of him was the corpse of a stabbed old woman.

On the neck and chest of this corpse, there were deep and shallow knife wounds everywhere.

Blood flowed from these wounds, staining the bedding a dark red color.

"I—I killed someone......"

His expression was terrified, and his hands were shaking.

Satoshi found that he was not as bold as he thought.

After the killing, his greatest feelings were fear and regret (ajfa).

"Woo! Grandma...... I'm sorry!"

Throwing away the blood-stained knife, Satoshi cried bitterly.

After crying for a while, he sniffed the smell of blood in the room, his stomach tumbled, and he vomited directly.

Vomit!

The sour lunch is discharged from his mouth, making Satoshi cry.

He lay on the toilet for a while before he recovered.

"Whew, whew, ritual!"

He wiped his mouth, took out his phone, and looked at the photo of the sweet girl on the phone, and the fear in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"As long as I have her, nothing else matters, anyway, grandma won't live long. "

With his mobile phone, he went to his room and printed out the photos in his phone.

Satoshi went to his grandmother's room again, dragged her dead grandmother off the bed, and dragged her to the living room.

The blood brought a long trail of blood on the ground.

But Satoshi didn't care.

He pushed the furniture in the living room aside, then took out his phone and began to set it up.

"With the blood of the deceased, draw the base plate of the ceremony, and then place the sacrifice in the middle of the base plate. "

On Satoshi's phone, a video is playing, which explains the steps of an evil ritual in detail step by step.

Follow the guidance of the video.

Little by little, Satoshi drew complex and distorted graphics on the floor and walls of the living room.

Strange words gradually took shape, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In order to be able to write and play with these weird words, Xiao Cong slashed his grandmother's body a few times to release blood.

Having almost drained the blood from the old man's body, he finally finished writing the strange words.

"Whew!"

Smelling the smell of blood all over the room, Satoshi didn't know why he didn't feel scared anymore.

On the contrary, I felt a little inexplicably excited.

A mysterious stimulus of stepping on a taboo made his adrenal glands soar and his eyes reddened.

"Close the curtains so that no light is transparent, attach the picture of the target you want to dominate on the forehead of the sacrifice, and light thirteen candles to surround the offering. "

Pasting the printed photo on his grandmother's corpse, Satoshi took out the thirteen candles that had been prepared long ago and formed a circle.

Ignite.

The candles burned one by one.

The air in the room began to get cold before I knew it. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In this regard, Xiao Cong was unaware of it, and lit all the candles step by step.

Call!

With the last candle lit.

A dark wind appeared out of thin air, blowing the flame of the candle and shaking.

The bright yellow flames turned into a strange green with the blowing of this yin wind.

An eerie murmur began to ring through the room.

In this regard, Satoshi has become sluggish.

The pupils of his eyes had dilated to cover the entire pupil.

In his dark pupils, a strange human face emerged.

Next ......

Xiao Cong, whose pupils were dilated, picked up the sharp knife on the ground and aimed it at his neck, and slowly cut it down.

Burst!

Blood splattered and flowed out.

Warm blood left from his neck, and Satoshi's face quickly turned pale.

But like a puppet without any sense, he kept cutting the sharp knife into his neck, and then spun around his neck fiercely.

Creak!

Click!

The sound of tooth-aching bones rubbing against metal was heard.

Xiao Cong's neck was cut by himself.

A large amount of blood flowed from his body, constantly melting into the blood-colored writing on the ground.

As this blood fused, the more terrifying cold power began to spread, forming an invisible connection that began to spread into the distance.

"You're my ......"

Holding his head in his hand, Xiao Cong's bloodstained head showed a terrifying smile.

"You'll be mine in no time!"

Burst!

As soon as he said this, his head suddenly exploded.

At the same time, thirteen candles were burning on the ground and a picture of the old woman's face.

The dark red blood-colored runes on the ground kept making strange noises, rapidly evaporating and carbonizing.

At the same time on the other side of the globe.

A man with a pale face and prominent cheekbones, sitting cross-legged in a room similar to a practice room, suddenly changed his face.

“NO！"

He let out a scream.

Suddenly, a terrible handprint appeared on his body, this handprint was huge and profound, and it had a terrible palm print that made the scalp tingle.

With the appearance of this handprint, the man felt the strangeness in his body gradually begin to fall silent.

"Don't kill me!"

The man struggled to a corner of the room, where there was a mud-stained urn covered with twisted and strange words, like some terrible seal.

In this urn, the seal and a very terrible weirdness.

He didn't want to touch this terrible thing.

But in the current situation, he can't touch it.

He was subjected to a very horrific and strange attack.

He must find a way to find an even more terrifying weirdness to fight this weirdness.

Click!

Another handprint appeared, directly crushing the bones of half of the man's body.

He fell straight to the ground.

With only half of his body moving, he struggled to crawl towards the urn.

Click!

Click!

Click!

And the man finally squirmed to the front of the altar.

At this time, he could no longer operate his two twisted hands, he could only raise his head with all his might, trying to knock over the urn with his forehead.

But at this moment, an invisible hand fell on his head, and then squeezed it fiercely.

Burst!

Blood and brains splattered.

Sprayed on the eerie urn.

Poof.

Having lost his head, the man fell to the ground with a heavy blow, literally dead.

Click!

The columbarium in front of him slowly absorbed the blood on the surface.

Suddenly, a thin crack bloomed.

An invisible, cold aura escaped from the crack and melted into the man's headless corpse.

Fingers twitched slightly.

The body with a twisted inhuman shape and a shattered head suddenly squirmed.

The bones and muscles in his body were rapidly assembled by a strange force.

Slowly pulled out and stood up.

He raised his hands and slowly took the urn in his arms.

Click!

There was a cracking sound from the columbarium again, and a hole was directly broken in the urn.

In the hole, a bloodshot eyeball could be faintly seen, constantly turning.

............

"Thank you, Ye Xueqing. "

In the library, Wu Jian closed the book in his hand and smiled at the girl in front of him.

"You're welcome, Brother Wu Jian, helping you find these locations has also allowed me to consolidate my knowledge of history and geography. "

Ye Xueqing is the girl who is remembered by Xiao Cong.

When Wu Jian was looking for books, she happened to meet her who was also looking for books on ancient geography.

So the two talked about this topic together.

Ye Xueqing is a top student in the history department of Tsingshan University, and her knowledge reserve is much stronger than that of Wu Jian, a layman.

With her help, Wu Jian quickly determined the location of those floating knots in the old man's memory.

And he also found that this girl is also very good at ancient folklore and archaeology.

In her place, Wu Jian learned a lot of things, and she felt that she had benefited a lot.

"Can I add your contact information? Later, when we have time, we can study together. "

"Yes, welcome at any time. "

Ye Xueqing pushed her glasses and smiled gently.

For Wu Jian, a tall and handsome boy, she doesn't hate it.

Especially when the other party communicated with her, he was obsessed with learning, which made her have a very good impression of him.

"Then I'll go first, and I'll get in touch when I have time. "

Wu Jian stood up and nodded to Ye Xueqing.

"Bye-bye. "

"Bye-bye. "

Walking out of the book stem, Wu Jian's face returned to indifference.

He rubbed his fingers together, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Even though the source was pinched, it seems that something very dangerous was released...... It doesn't matter, anyway, when they're abroad, it's okay to give them a headache on their own. "

Just now when he was studying beside Ye Xueqing, he suddenly felt a strange aura, following the invisible channel, wanting to act on Ye Xueqing's body.

And he struck.

He directly manifested the trickster, using this strange aura as a medium.

directly crushed Xiao Cong's supernatural soaked head, and at the same time followed the medium of the ritual to pinch the guy hiding abroad to death.

When pinching this thing to death, Wu Jian followed the perception of the trickster and found the terrible urn altar.

He could love to feel that there was a terrible weirdness hidden in that urn.

But he wasn't nosy.

Make it weird yourself, do it yourself.

These guys have made such a dangerous weirdness.

Then let them figure out how to imprison this thing themselves.