Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Gee......

He pursed his lips and felt the faint smell of wine.

Wu Jian frowned.

"Even the taste is so shallow...... are these two terrifying rules of weird control so weak?"

Feel the cold air flow slowly overflowing from your stomach and gradually blending into your body and hands.

Wu Jian exhaled a breath of wine.

He didn't even feel the feeling of inhaling alcohol.

Although there was no alcohol in the first place, he knew it after tasting the taste of the wine in his dreams.

The trick of turning wine is stronger.

The more it can make the drinker feel slightly drunk similar to alcohol entering the brain.

"That's all there is to it. "

It only took a moment for Wu Jian to feel that his body had completely absorbed the terrifying rules of these two ghosts, and he quickly completed the adaptation.

He could feel that the rules of ghost shooting had been directly fused by the tricksters, turning into a terrible curse that would kill you when you shoot people.

The stiff body gave his body resistance to resist some of the strange erosion, so that he would not die so easily when he encountered a strange attack.

"Better than nothing. "

Tie the gourd around his waist, Wu Jian took out his mobile phone.

I clicked on the map and confirmed the direction of Zhongqing City.

He took all his belongings with him, and his figure slowly dissolved into illusion and disappeared into the room.

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

In the Void of the Barren.

On the ghost ship on the other side.

Wu Jian held the rudder in his hand, and on his shoulder stood a ghost crow, riding the wind and waves.

After several chasm battles, the ghost ship on the other side has also benefited.

Now the ship has been renovated, not only repairing all the damaged places, but also coating the entire hull with a dull layer of oil.

Under the effect of this layer of ship oil, the speed of the Other Shore in the barren gap has become much faster, and it has the meaning of some terrifying warships crossing the strange sea.

Ghost Money Village, Wu Jian is very interested.

However, he was not so crazy that he thought that he would be able to get his hands on this strange building that has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

The older it is, the more terrifying it is.

This is not a joke.

This ghost money village that already existed in the old man's time.

I guess and I know that this place is absolutely dangerously otherworldly.

Ga!

Scratching the crow's chest, Wu Jian swung the rudder and let the other side dock.

At the same time, his figure was slightly blurred, and he once again appeared on a street in reality.

This is Zhongqing City.

The city where the first ghost money village appeared.

"At 11:28, it's almost there. "

took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, Wu Jian exhaled a thin ghost mist.

This ghostly mist quickly melted into the air and spread in all directions.

It only took a few minutes to envelop the entire Zhongqing City.

As he continued to adapt to the ghost fog, Wu Jian's control accuracy of the ghost fog improved again, and he could amplify the range of the ghost fog by diluting it.

"One, two, three, four...... Sixteen, it's really lively. "

The trace of ghost mist released by Wu Jian was very faint, and there was almost no strange power.

However, this ghostly fog became a tentacle of his perception, allowing him to detect the strange aura of the city that did not belong to humans.

"It seems that Ghost Money Village is really not an ordinary attraction. "

It was the first time Wu Jian had encountered a double-digit trickster, and although he had not met face-to-face, through the perception of the ghost fog, he already had some simple understanding of the strength of these tricksters.

Overall, it's not good.

More than half of them were not even as strong as the Pioneer Order's Tricksters who had come to him for trouble.

But there are a few that can be eye-catching.

It's like a trickster in the north of the city, and the weirdness he controls is very sensitive, and when the ghost fog touches him, the weirdness on his body actually reflects.

It's a pity that Wu Jian at that time had already controlled the ghost fog and stayed away from his perception range.

In the end, he found nothing, and could only be suspicious in the hiding place.

The trickster in the middle of the city has mastered two weirdness.

He manipulated two strange hedges to achieve a terrifying balance.

It's just that his balance is not very stable.

Because there is a gap in the supernatural power between the two weird beasts he controls.

This makes his balance of terror like duckweed in water.

If you are not careful, you may overturn.

At this point.

He is too far worse than Xu Miaoshi of the Archaeological Bureau.

There are also two tricksters hiding in the western district of the city, and they control a pair of strange breaths, and this pair of strange forces complement each other and have a mutual restraint effect.

And the two tricksters who control this strange pair also seem to have a very close blood relationship, and the connection of the blood makes them have a different tacit understanding.

It's a perfect way to control their weirdness.

"Boss, two grilled sausages and a bottle of ice coke.~. "

The number and location of the Tricksters in the city were confirmed.

Wu Jian came to a small supermarket that was still open, bought something to eat, and waited silently while eating.

"Young man, you're an outsider. "

The owner of the supermarket glanced at Wu Jian's striking white hair and suddenly spoke.

"Yes, uncle, is there something wrong?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that our Zhongqing City hasn't been very peaceful lately, so be careful when you walk at night. "

The uncle hesitated for a moment and said cautiously.

"Not peaceful?"

Raising his eyebrows, Wu Jian smiled and nodded.

"I know, I'll go to rest when I'm done. "

"That's the best, by the way, when you go back, if you see any strange buildings, don't go in. "

The supermarket owner said mysteriously.

"Recently, in the middle of the night, there will be a very strange building that will suddenly appear, I heard that the people who entered the building are missing, and there are a few Internet celebrity anchors who came to explore, all of them are gone. "

"Is it so scary?"

Wu Jian's words made the boss excited.

"No, my friend was running at night and saw a building with a flashing neon sign pop up and then disappear again. "

The boss's face was full of seriousness.

"Oh......"

Wu Jian nodded, his expression moving.

He nodded to the supermarket owner and got up and walked outside.

"Thanks for reminding me, uncle, I'll be safe. "

"Walk slowly. "

The supermarket owner waved his hand, looked down at his phone, and found that the time had reached 12 o'clock.

"It's been so late, it's almost time for me to close the door. "

He looked up and looked out the door.

It was found that Wu Jian had disappeared.

"This boy is walking fast enough. "

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

Call!

Wei Yan formed a vortex-shaped flywheel under his feet, holding Wu Jian into a phantom, and galloped away in the direction of the ghost fog feedback.

It took less than thirty seconds.

So he came to the eastern part of the city.

There, a Tang Dynasty-style wooden two-story building shimmers in the light of neon lights.

On the gate of this building hangs a plaque with three large dark gold characters written on it.

Ghost Money Bank.

Through the ghost fog, Wu Jian could feel it.

This ghost money village is exuding a very terrifying cold aura.

This aura completely enveloped the vicinity of the ghost money village.

Changed the rules of space here.

It's a ghost.

A ghost snake that belongs to the ghost money village.

As long as you step into the ghost money village, you must step into this ghost snake.

"Found it. "

Slowly falling from the sky, Wu Jian dispersed the treacherous flames under his feet.

Step by step, he walked towards the ghost money village.

As he walked, the temporal terror in his left eye had manifested. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The hands of time jumped forward slightly.

A fragmented image emerges from the eye, and a stone paved road appears in the perspective of Future Vision.

The perspective kept advancing, and then pushed open the door of the ghost money village.

A scene of the interior of a decayed and old money bank appears in the frame.

Behind the counter of Qian Zhuang, there was a stiff figure, and when Wu Jian's gaze turned to this figure, this figure also looked up at him.

The next moment.

Wu Jian felt a terrifying and strange power erupt from the picture of the future.

Suddenly, there was a collision with his future vision.

"Shhh

There was a tingling and dryness in his left eye, Wu Jian couldn't help but close his eyes, and a line of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Behind the counter hides the Great Terror.

He was able to peek through the time.

Raising his hand to wipe away the blood and tears in his left eye, Wu Jian looked solemn.

The glimpse into the future is extremely hidden.

The usual weirdness can't detect changes in the future timeline at all.

It's like the weird leather book that is always prostituted by him belongs to this genre.

But the dark shadow behind the counter of this ghost money bank spotted his prying eyes.

"Very strong. "

Blinking his dry eyes, Wu Jian grinned.

He felt the figure in his consciousness and reached out to pull out the broken sword in his holster.

"Then you should be able to block this sword. "

Holding the broken sword in his right hand, Wu Jian formed a trick mark in his left hand.

The palm lines are distorted, and the cold is steaming.

The scorn full of supernatural power gathered in the palm of his hand, and then he slowly wiped it on the broken sword.

Hiss!

Green smoke rises, and tricks are attached.

The broken sword was plated with the mark of the Tailor.

"Sure enough, the treacherous mark can be attached to the right artifact. "

Feel the trick mark of the cut that becomes even more fierce after being attached to the broken sword.

Wu Jian smiled.

When he used the Trick Mark to activate the terrifying rules of the Trick Gourd, he had the idea of blessing the Broken Sword with the Trick Seal.

The trick seal is a trick technique.

It's a kind of horror puzzle.

This puzzle piece can be blessed with the corresponding artifact type of weirdness to release more powerful power.

The trick mark that can collect weird photography corresponds to the tricky gourd.

So can it tear apart the weird mark of tailoring, can it be blessed on the dismemberment of the weird broken sword?

It turns out that the Seal of Cutting can not only be blessed with broken swords.

And the effect is surprisingly strong.

A distorted cold aura extended from the fracture of the broken sword, forming an illusory qi blade.

This illusory air blade is filled with a terrifying slash curse.

It's as if even the rules can be broken.

This moment.

The broken sword seems to have been mended.

"'This is the power of a complete broken sword?'"

Holding the broken sword, Wu Jian looked horrified.

At this time, the broken sword was sending a different cold aura towards him.

This breath made his consciousness slightly trance, and a picture appeared in his eyes.

In this picture.

There is a broken blade.

The sword body is simple, and the blade is broken.

The tip of the sword pierced deep into the chest of a terrible corpse, nailing it to the ground.

Pitch-black blood flowed and pooled beneath the corpse.

Gullies were punched out of the ground.

Black blood aggregation.

A huge black lake formed underneath the corpse.

A little ripple rippled on the black lake, and a blood-red crescent moon was reflected on the lake.

On this crescent moon it is covered with terrible lines that make people palpitate.

Cerebral spinal cord, internal organs, eyes, nose, mouth, ears.

At the same time that Wu Jian's consciousness was cast into this crescent moon, the organ lines on this crescent moon seemed to come to life, constantly squirming and trembling.

The next moment.

A sharp aura suddenly cut down, cutting off the connection between Wu Jian and this picture.

"Whew!"

His eyes returned to clarity, and Wu Jian glanced at the broken sword in his hand.

He realized that the picture just now should be a supernatural image from another part of the broken sword.

Over there.

There was a terrible corpse crucified, a grotesque reflection of the moon, and a terrifying lake of black blood.

There, it should be hidden in a crevice.

"To go there now is purely to seek death. "

Wu Jian thought of the nautical chart he had seen on the other side, and in a black area of the chart, there was a strange restlessness from the broken sword.

It is the place where the catastrophe of the sea broke out, and it is also the burial place of the other half of the broken sword.

If you want to get there, you must have the ability to survive the catastrophe without dying.

This. (Qian Li's)

Wu Jian can't do it.

He can use the nature of Time Trick to immortalize.

But he couldn't cross it on the Other Side.

If you want to cross the catastrophe of the sea, you must have the strength to resist the catastrophe and open a sea route.

This kind of power is not what he can have now.

"I'm still too weak. "

With a sigh, Wu Jian distanced himself from the broken sword.

A cold aura poured into his body, and his perspective shifted.

A human figure composed of dense black lines appeared in his eyes.

It was a terrible weirdness behind the counter of the ghost money bank.

But I don't know why.

Wu Jian looked at this figure now, but he didn't feel the slightest pressure.

"It's too weak compared to that corpse. "

Wu Jian remembered the terrible corpse that was pinned by the broken sword.

With the blood that flowed from His body alone, he formed a terrible lake of blood.

Compared with this one, this figure hidden in the ghost money village is too petty.

"...... Chop"

Almost at the same time that Wu Jian locked on this black shadow, this black shadow also sensed Wu Jian's existence.

But just as he turned his head, Wu Jian's sword had already been cut down.

Bang!

With a sword slash, the trick mark on Wu Jianjian's body exploded on the spot.

At the same time, a large number of neon pines were wrapped around the ghost money village.

With the bursting of these neon signs.

The door of the ghost money village opened automatically, and the miserable white recruitment forms kept flying out.

At the same time.

In several cities around Zhongqing City, those manifested ghost money villages have also burst into neon lights.

The doors opened, releasing a large number of job postings.

The cold wind blew out of thin air, carrying the job postings and falling into the hands of all the people in the cities who had not slept outside their rooms.

At the same time that the recruitment form fell into their hands, lines of blood-colored text began to emerge on the recruitment form.