Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Woo ......"

In the changing wardrobe, Liu Lanlan covered her mouth and cried silently.

When she came to the lighthouse country, she thought that this country could be full of freedom and sweet air as described on the Internet.

Anyone who comes here can enjoy excellent treatment and equal status.

But after coming to this country, she realized that she had been deceived.

This country, instead of equality, is full of classes and barriers.

There are no great conditions here, just ubiquitous taxes.

The air here is also not free and sweet.

Instead, it often smells of oversize and gunsmoke.

It's a paradise for sin, it's a hotbed of chaos.

Over here.

It's never fair.

"Roar~ Cutie, where are you? Are you playing hide and seek with me?"

A sharp voice with a perverted smile came, making Liu Lanlan's body tremble.

She curled up, wishing she could shrink into the gap in the changing closet.

How perverted the owner of that voice outside was, she had seen it with her own eyes.

Hearing this voice, she covered her mouth desperately, and only then did she restrain the urge to scream.

【Hum!】

[Initial mission begins.] 】

[You witnessed a brutal murder, your classmates were all skinned and tortured by the perverts outside, and only you escaped from the classroom with a relatively quick reaction. 】

[You try to leave the school, only to find that the doors and windows of the school are closed by some terrible force. 】

[He has already sniffed the smell and found it.] 】

[But the problem you have to think about now shouldn't be the guy out there.] 】

[Haven't you found it yet?]

[In the closet, you are not alone......]

The phone vibrated and black words flashed on the blood-colored screen.

Liu Lanlan's face was distorted when she saw these "seven-four-zero" words.

In the closet, more than one person?

An inexplicable coldness came from behind her, and she couldn't help but look behind her.

With the help of the phone, a dim glow was emitted.

She found that there was nothing behind her.

"Hoo ......"

Confirming this, Liu Lanlan let out a long sigh of relief and unconsciously made a little sound.

"Aha! Is my cutie hiding here?"

The sharp voice let out an excited shout, which made Liu Lanlan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, look wild.

She couldn't help but think of her classmates being skinned by the terrifying monster outside.

No!

No way!

I have to get out!

The strong desire to survive made Liu Lanlan's adrenal glands soar.

She gasped for breath and raised her hand to slam the cabinet door, her eyes bloodshot.

Rush out!

Run straight!

That guy can't catch up with me!

With green tendons bulging out of her arms, as a member of the school cheerleading team, Liu Lanlan is confident in her physical fitness.

At this time, she didn't notice that on her head, a pair of pale hands were hanging down, slowly wrapping around her neck.

The next moment.

The pale hands suddenly turned into a rough hemp rope that bound her neck.

"Forehead ......"

The intense suffocation and colic made Liu Lanlan let out a muffled snort.

She raised her hands and grabbed the hemp rope that had been pulled into her neck, and struggled continuously.

She struggled hard.

The kicking legs kicked the cabinet door as loudly.

But this small changing closet was like a nailed coffin that sealed her inside.

"Giggle......

Liu Lanlan's face became blue and purple with tears in her eyes, her struggling strength gradually weakened, and the terrible suffocation made her consciousness sink into darkness.

[It's a pity.] 】

[You failed to handle the trick. 】

If you hold on for three more seconds, your fate may change. 】

[It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs in the world.] 】

You have become a shell of Him. 】

The blood-colored screen flickered.

The figure of Liu Lanlan, who was hanged, slowly illusory, and finally disappeared.

Almost at the same time as He disappeared.

The door of the wardrobe suddenly shook, and it was directly torn down.

"Escaped?"

Wu Jian looked at the empty changing closet, and there was a glint in his eyes.

In his hands he was holding a white man with a mohican hairstyle.

He wears a large vest and his exposed skin is covered in various tattoos.

At this time, he was lying on his stomach softly and was being carried by Wu Jian by the neck, unable to move.

His name was Sipson, and he was a trickster, a trickster in the Lighthouse Nation.

He mastered a weird called Skinning Trick, and he came to this school for no other purpose, purely on a whim, to kill some people and have some fun.

But he never imagined that he would encounter such a terrible Oriental in this school.

He was choked by the neck, and he felt that the skinning trick in his body had completely silenced.

It was a reflection of the suppression of the supernatural.

"Hey, bro, we don't seem to have a grudge, how about you let me go? I can introduce you to my girlfriend, she has a tough body and smooth skin, you will love it. "

Sipson may look like a madman, but his mind is not crazy at all.

He was suppressed by Wu Jian with one hand, and instantly realized that he was not the opponent of this Oriental, and chose to beg for mercy as soon as possible.

“............"

His eyes shifted, and he looked indifferently at the tattooed man with a hippie smiley expression.

Wu Jian's left eye flickered slightly, and the ghost of time had already shrouded his body.

"Do you know what it's like to be taken out of time?"

"What?"

Sipson did not understand Huaxia language.

"You'll soon find out. "

The second hand in Wu Jian's left eye jumped slightly, and the killing rules of time treacherous had an effect on the body of a living person for the first time.

"Ah...... Yes...... No, no, no!"

Sippson felt that something very important about himself was being rapidly withdrawn.

He felt his body weakening.

His voice grew old, his skin began to sag, and his hair grew gray.

He looked at the man who was carrying him in despair, and kept begging for mercy.

Pity.

He saw not a trace of emotion in the eyes of this Oriental, no pleasure, no resentment, no pity, no malice.

This Oriental, who had absorbed his time, did not treat him as a human being from beginning to end.

It was the last thought that crossed Sipson's mind.

"The time of the living...... It seems to taste good, too. "

Feeling the time fed back from time, Wu Jian smacked his lips.

It's different from the cold and condensed of weird time.

The time of the living feels empty and sweet, like a marshmallow, which makes people linger.

"Be restrained. "

I closed my eyes and breathed a little, letting this not so normal feeling fade.

Wu Jian shook his hand and threw away the old corpse of Sipson.

But there was an extra palm-length skinning knife in his hand.

The handle of this knife is greasy and black, as if it is attached to dried fat and blood, and the rusty blade seems to break in the next second.

It's a weirdness.

Skinning.

A peeling knife that looks rusty and almost breaks at the touch of a human is actually a terrifying horror that can easily peel off human skin.

As long as you touch it, you can easily peel off the human skin.

Take people's lives.

This is the curse of this knife.

Photographed. "

took out the gourd, and a wisp of light smoke overflowed from the mouth of the gourd, wrapped in the peeling trick into the gourd.

casually take the gourd back into the ghost space.

Wu Jian turned his gaze to the changing wardrobe again.

"It's a coincidence, and I have encountered arrears. "

Feeling the restlessness faintly coming from the account book of life and death, Wu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his left eye, the dial of the time treacherous is flickering.

One by one, the light and shadow began to retrace in his eyes.

Past view.

It's about the same as the future. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

You can view a view of the past time.

Unlike spying into the changing future, this ability in the past does not consume much time.

If only to peek into the past without supernatural interference.

His past can easily be looked back for a month or so.

However, if the target is weird, the duration of the past vision will be greatly shortened.

"Found you. "

Looking at the figure quietly emerging in the changing closet, Wu Jian suddenly stretched out his right hand.

The power of the trickster emerges in the palm of the hand.

As long as the conditions are met, the trickster has the terrifying power to penetrate time.

This is something that Wu Jian had determined when he used the Trick Seal of the Son.

Now he has seen the hanging.

Then he can capture the other party with his trick.

The pale trickster grabbed the figure by the neck.

With the contact of the trickster, this somewhat illusory figure suddenly condensed.

Liu Lanlan, whose neck was strangled by a large circle of hemp rope, appeared in Wu Jian's eyes.

Almost at the same time as Liu Lanlan's figure condensed, an old hemp rope hung down from Wu Jian's top at the same time, wanting to put it on Wu Jian's neck.

But as soon as this hemp rope touched Wu Jian's skin, it was ignited by a cloud of yellow flames and burned into a foul-smelling cloud of fly ash.

"It's only natural to repay debts, do you want to repay your debts?"

With his palms closed, he pinched the neck of the hanger.

The terrifying suppressive power of the trickster directly made the hanged trick that occupied Liu Lanlan fall into silence.

Wu Jian could feel that this trick still wanted to struggle.

However, his terrifying level was not enough to compete with the trickster, and he could only gradually begin to fall silent under the suppression of the trickler.

"Collect some interest first. "

The left hand is opened, and the account book of life and death is revealed.

The pages of the leather book opened automatically, stopping at the number of pages where the hangings were.

There was a sound of chains sliding, and a chain with spikes suddenly pierced out of the account book of life and death, penetrating into the body of the hanger.

"Ahh

Even though he had been suppressed by the trickster, the hanged trick inserted by the chain still let out a terrible scream.0

Wu Jian felt a strong coming, and he almost let the hanger break free from his hands.

"Forbidden!"

A deep and terrifying voice spat out of his mouth, pinching the palm print transformation of the right hand of the hanging, and the terrifying suppressive force exploded, directly causing the strange of the riot to fall into complete silence.

Feeling his silence, time manifested in Wu Jian's left eye, and the second hand that plundered time began to beat.

Da-da-da-da!

As the second hand beats, layers of time are scraped off.

At the same time, the jumping off the building that was extracted from the trick coins and scraped the time was constantly trembling, and the body was withering rapidly.

It's obvious.

Even if it's weird, he can't stand Wu Jian's two-pronged knocking and sucking of the marrow.

It only took a few moments.

The shell of the hanging man was completely sucked dry, and even his body was sucked down to a piece of twine less than a meter long.

If you look closely, you will see that this hemp rope is actually made of black hair.

Picking up this hemp rope, Wu Jian took out the tricky gourd and put away the black-haired rope that represented the rules of hanging and killing.

【Hum!】

[Two more strange encounters have been made by your poisonous hands.] 】

They have been squeezed clean by you from the inside out. 】

[They have nothing left. 】

[Capitalists will cry when they see you, and vampires will call you ancestors when they see you. 】

[You are professional in this kind of thing. 】

The Broken Chronicle always likes to give a hint at the end of a battle.

It's all useless nonsense.

Wu Jian has become accustomed to this.

He looked at the book of life and death.

The arrears of the hanging have been emptied, and the names have dissipated from the books.

After absorbing the arrears of the hanging, Wu Jian obviously felt that the cold aura in the account book of life and death had become a little stronger.

"Is money power?"

With a smile, Wu Jian put away the account book of life and death.

He didn't come to the Lighthouse Country to collect debts.

It was also a pure coincidence that I encountered a hanging.

His goal is clear.

It's the Destiny Bank hidden in the Lighthouse Country, a bank that is lending like crazy, hiding a key part of the book of life and death.

He had to get his hands on it.

Turning around and walking out of the school, Wu Jian's figure turned into a phantom and disappeared.

【Hum!】

[National Mission: Oriental Nightmare.] 】

[In the last second, a terrifying being from the East has killed two tricksters in the Free Realm. 】

[Their lives were plundered, their strangeness was absorbed, and they died without a place to be buried. 】

Now, he has set his sights on the Destiny Bank, which can be exchanged for trickster money. 】

He wants to usurp the authority of the Bank of Destiny and become the lord of the greedy Tricksters, and if you do not stop it, you will lose the key building of the Bank of Destiny. 】

So, make a choice. 】

[Do you want to hide at home and tremble like a coward?, or fight back like a real warrior?]

[By the way, the Bank of Destiny has prepared a bounty of 100,000 tricks, ready to reward the hero who killed this attacking villain. 】

[Every ten minutes, the system will report the location of the Eastern Evil 3.3 for you.] 】

[Now he is located in the direction of San Francisco on the West Coast.] 】

The hint of the Strange Era lit up on the phones of almost all the Tricksters in the Lighthouse Country.

Seeing these prompts, the eyes of these tricksters lit up.

"Whoa, 100,000 coins, no matter what this Oriental Nightmare is, his head is mine!"

It was a burly Nigo who held a rusty, large-caliber flintlock pistol in his hand and a maniacal smile on his face.

"100,000 coins, how about a shot together?"

The man had long curly hair, thin cheeks and a gloomy complexion, and after listening to the woman's words, he slowly put down the cane in his hand and coughed softly.

"Solve this and play this, and then we will liquidate. "

A young boy who looked to be only ten years old was holding a picture frame with an excited smile on his face.

On this frame, there is a picture of an elderly couple.

"Just kill him, and I'll be able to get a lot of money, and then I can buy my dad and mom too. "

As the little boy's words fell, a strange smile appeared on the faces of the elderly couple in the photo, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from their eyes.

"You've agreed, great! Let's go!"

Seeing the change in the photo, the little boy not only did not have the slightest fear, but smiled even more happily.

He jumped out of his chair, his figure slowly disappearing into reality like a phantom.

With his disappearance.

The picture fell to the ground.

In the photo, the elderly couple is holding the little boy's hand, slowly walking away and disappearing.