Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

What is pollution?

The previous Wu Jian didn't know.

Now he understood.

"Pollution is something that can make rules have a murderous urge, weird...... Produced because of pollution. "

room.

Wu Jian held a small black dot in his hand.

The look was solemn.

This small black dot looks like a cloud of liquid.

In the center of the black dot, there are many small eyeballs that are dripping and rolling.

This black dot is constantly releasing some kind of breath while being exposed to the air.

Under the effect of this aura, Wu Jian felt the strangeness of his control, and he began to be restless.

Is that...... The urge to kill.

"Didn't weird have the urge to kill at the beginning? didn't even have a body, and it was because of the appearance of pollution that so many rules became weird and began to kill indiscriminately?"

Feel the scent of the small pollution in the palm of your hand.

Wu Jian felt that he had discovered a terrible secret.

The strangeness of this world is very likely to have appeared in this world because of the appearance of pollution.

"So where did the pollution come from? When did these horrible weirdness come about? And the plague, they are so powerful, is it also caused by pollution?"

With his palms closed, Wu Jian tried to use the power of his trick to wear out the power of pollution.

He found.

This mass of pollution pulled out by time is incredible.

I'm afraid it's the supernatural power of the trickster.

It can only gradually weaken its power at a very slow pace.

The more you know, the more you feel ignorant, and this sentence makes so much sense. "

Phew.

Finally, this point of pollution in the palm of the hand is wiped out.

Wu Jian stood up with a serious face.

"Pollution distorts the rules, forming a murderous weirdness, and I have a weird physique that can be imprisoned infinitely, if I'm a pollutant, I must find a way to kill me first, otherwise if I continue to be imprisoned, I will be bound to all the weirdness in the morning. "

"When the time comes, I will be in control of all the rules of killing, and I may even have the ability to be omniscient and omnipotent, and at that time, pollution will not be able to protect itself. "

"In this way, I should be fighting pollution in the future. "

"That's why I'm fighting so hard, which shows that I'm too slack right now. "

"Sure enough, I'm going to imprison more weird. "

After completing the review in his heart, Wu Jian understood what he should do next.

That's all the weirdness that a prisoner can hold.

Then, in the present, change the path of the future.

"Do you look to the future with the present?"

Clenched his fists, feeling the spirit in his body, Wu Jian's eyes flashed with light.

"I'm going to get stronger. "

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

Wu Jian took out the tricky gourd, and he wanted to imprison all the weird names on the life and death fight.

In doing so, it may be possible to run into some very terrible rule that will make the old scoundrels whose names are not visible target them.

But Wu Jian couldn't wait any longer.

If he develops indecently according to his initial thoughts, his future will only be the same as a projection in a dream.

Caught in a predicament, he was very aggrieved and asked for help from his past self.

Now what he has to do is to break the boat.

Break the deadlock of fate and open a new road to heaven for yourself.

Jingle bells!

took out the Emperor Bell and began the ritual of worshipping the god.

Wu Jian had a terrifying cold aura rippling through his body.

The Emperor Bell, the Book of Life and Death, the Trick Gourd plus the Trick Seal.

The joint ritual composed of these strange things was enough for Wu Jian to ignore the distance of space and kill all the famous weirdness in the account book.

Swish!

The book is flipped over.

Stayed on the debtor's page.

Wu Jian glanced at the name on it, and raised his eyebrows.

He found that on the second page.

The names of the dice are gone.

"This guy ......"

Finding this, Wu Jian's eyes narrowed.

"It seems to have fallen for her tricks. "

That woman named Qian Xiaoxiao now seems to be more than just an ancient trickster.

She used some of her abilities at the ghost casino to confuse her mind.

didn't even strip her of the fate of the trick.

Now this guy has stripped the name of the dice off the ledger.

"You think you'll be able to run?"

Looking at the blank position of the debtor, Wu Jian grinned.

For him.

Even if the debtor has already repaid the money, he still has a way to get the other party's name into the book of life and death again.

Just like now.

While!

Time is revealed in the left eye.

The perspective of the past begins to beat.

An eerie force makes time in perspective begin to turn back.

A strange chill gradually rippled in the book of life and death.

It was an instinctive reflection of the supernatural being interfered with.

However, as the weirdness controlled by Wu Jian, these two weirdness not only did not conflict due to the interference of the supernatural, but combined with each other, resulting in a supernatural linkage.

Under the influence of this supernatural force, a string of vague words began to show up on the life and death struggle.

[Dice: 10,000 yuan in arrears. 】

The text is a little vague, as if there is some kind of supernatural spirit fighting against the Book of Life and Death and the Time Monster.

Pity.

His power is no match for the top ten calamities of Time and the Book of Life and Death.

In the end, he was suppressed by suffocation and grievance.

This line of text was also suppressed with this supernatural and firmly imprinted on the book of life and death.

"Got you. "

Raise your hand and touch the text lightly.

Mediums are created.

The gaze began to pull.

Wu Jian saw a dice quilt still in a desolate place.

This place is full of grave bags.

A gloomy and cold aura rippled through the place.

With the input of his consciousness.

The place rang out with the sound of terrifying footsteps.

Da Da Da ......

The owner of the footsteps did not seem to be wearing shoes, and stepping on the ground was the sound of flesh touching the ground.

At the same time as this sound came, Wu Jian felt a violent fluctuation in the connection between himself and the dice.

An even more terrifying supernatural is intervening.

"Can play ......"

Feeling this, Wu Jian was very calm.

He knew that this money had been calculated for him again.

She stripped off the dice and threw them into the horrible graveyard.

She knew there was something terrible about this graveyard.

Her purpose is to use this weirdness to deal with herself who can use the power of the Book of Life and Death and the Trick of Time.

"It's so interesting. "

But there was a cold look in his eyes.

It's good to have an interesting opponent, but it's not a good thing that the opponent is alive.

At this time, he already had a strong murderous intent towards Qian Xiaoyao.

"Photograph!"

Although his heart was full of killing intent, Wu Jian did not forget what his purpose was.

He pinched the trick seal in one hand, and shook the trick emperor bell with the other.

Bend down and bow slightly.

Wave!

The gourd stopper popped open, and the bell rang loudly.

The combination of the green smoke overflowing from the tricky gourd and the strange blue ringtone formed a one-eyed and two-winged light and shadow, and escaped into the void with a roar.

Swish!

Green smoke is like electricity, passing through the space.

It only took a moment of effort to get from the room where Wu Jian was to this desolate cemetery, and flew over against the dice on the ground.

"Burying ......"

The old hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

An even more terrifying strange power suddenly erupted.

In Wu Jian's violently trembling perspective, he saw an old hand covered with corpse spots, using a speed that looked very picturesque, but was actually as fast as teleportation, towards Qingyan.

"Hmph!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Feeling this, Wu Jian snorted coldly.

The palm of his hand was also extended.

The paleness climbs in the hands, and the spirit of the tricky hands ripples in the hands.

The space in Wu Jian's right eye began to turn.

The supernatural nature of the space is linked to the locking of the name of the Book of Life and Death.

The magic of the trickster pierced through the confines of space and caught on the old hand covered with corpse spots.

Cold, thin, hard!

Wu Jian felt the incredible strength of the supernatural power contained in this old hand, and when he shook this hand, he actually produced a stinging pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow in the palm of his hand.

With the stinging pain, a trace of dirt that smelled of corpses appeared out of thin air under Wu Jian's feet.

The dirt seemed to come from the cemetery, trying to bury his body.

Da!

Feeling this, Wu Jian frowned and stomped his foot.

The supernatural eruption of the ghost leather boots directly trampled these graves into phantoms and disappeared without a trace.

These graves were suppressed, as if they had caused some kind of harm to the old hand, and Wu Jian felt that the spirit in his hand suddenly weakened a little.

"Hey!"

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Wu Jian's fingers were forced, and he directly activated the supernatural power of the trickster.

Click!

The sound of the dislocation of the joints sounded, and the bones of the old hand were pinched into the shape of twisted flowers by him.

After suffering this kind of injury, the master of the veteran seemed to realize that his spirit was not Wu Jian's opponent, and silently began to retreat.

His retreat made the supernatural distractions disappear.

The connection to the Book of Life and Death became stable again.

Through this connection, Wu Jian saw a hunchbacked old man who was numbly looking in the direction of the dice.

Over there.

The green smoke of the gourd had rolled up the dice and disappeared into the air.

"The owner of the cemetery?"

The dice are taken away, and the medium of viewing is disconnected.

The figure of the old man was imprinted in Wu Jian's consciousness.

Now, he could use the broken sword to attack the old man.

However, Wu Jian was not ready to make a move on him now.

That old man should be a weird person who controls the terrible rules of terror.

Imprisoning Him gives you pretty good weird powers.

Wu Jian had to determine where he was sitting, and he was attacking.

Otherwise, even if he used the broken sword and the trick seal of the cut to slash the old man, he would not be able to recover his spirit.

It's a shame to do so.

Cemetery ...... I remember seeing the image of this place when I was in charge of the tricky train, maybe I should go and see how my car is doing. "

Turning his gaze, Wu Jian looked at the tricky gourd.

At this time, the green smoke had returned to the gourd.

But the dice were miraculously not taken by the gourd.

Instead, it is suspended on the mouth of the gourd and rotates continuously.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Wu Jian was also stunned.

It was the first time he had seen this kind of weirdness that had obviously reached the mouth of the gourd, but he couldn't suck it in.

"It's kind of interesting. "

Reaching out and pinching the dice.

A cold breath was injected into Wu Jian's body from this dice.

In a flash.

The illusion was created.

Wu Jian saw a huge and incomparable river, which was washing an equally huge water wheel that was constantly turning.

In the river, countless ancient and modern scenery are constantly born and destroyed.

On the water wheel, all kinds of disasters and deaths are displayed.

This water wheel seems to encompass all the misfortunes in the world.

The great suffering of life is vividly and vividly evolved in this water wheel.

Bang!

The next second.

These illusions were crushed by the force that came out of thin air, and Wu Jian's consciousness woke up from the trance of great suffering in life.

"Fragments of fate, auspicious dice. "

Holding the dice in his hand, Wu Jian's mind appeared in the terrifying rules controlled by the dice.

Fortune.

The purpose of this dice is simple.

It's about manipulating fortune.

One, two, three points correspond to the three fortunes of the big murderer, the fierce and the small murderer.

Four, five or six o'clock correspond to the three fortunes of Xiaoji, Ji and Daji.

That's a good thing to say.

I feel that this dice doesn't seem to be as evil and scary as other artifacts.

But Wu Jian knows.

This thing is even more evil than one of the other weird items.

Because when this thing is activated, it will devour the fortune of the people around it.

Let the people in the neighborhood gradually become unlucky.

At first, it may not reflect much, at most it is just going out to step on dog poop and accidentally fall into the sewer without a cover. (Okay)

But over time, this change of fortune will make the person who is absorbed the fortune feel that the Grim Reaper is coming.

Passing by a high-rise building, you will be accurately shot in the head by the flower pots that fall from the high-rise building.

If you cross the road, you will be hit and killed by a drunk driver on the spot.

Even taking a shower may encounter a water heater leakage and kill in a single scene.

But misfortune struck.

Everything around you will become a weapon to kill.

And the one who uses this dice.

Die faster.

Because ordinary people only need to roll this dice, they will be sucked up by this dice and experience the drama of death on the spot.

Only the trickster can rely on his own supernatural ability to resist the weirdness of this thing, and use the power of this dice in small amounts.

And Wu Jian.

can be used unlimitedly.

Moreover, he was able to compress the range of this thing's fortune absorption to the extreme.

Just don't get within three meters of him when he rolls the dice.

Fortune will not be absorbed by this dice.

"The leftovers of fate, I don't know if there are still puzzles of fate on that woman. "

Knowing the effect of the auspicious dice, Wu Jian licked his lips, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

He found the Destiny thing interesting.

It is different from the simple and crude nature of time and space.

The power of fate is a little moisturizing and silent, and the wonderful gentleness is there.

"God is so gentle, I don't think ordinary people can accept the gentleness of this thing. "

Wu Jian turned his gaze to the book of life and death.

Over there.

The chef's debts are falling.

This old man, who was more than a dice, seemed to feel something, and began to pay back, wanting to get rid of the connection between the book of life and death and Him.

"Want to pay back, how can it be so easy!"

Wu Jian looked at the other party's 1,100 arrears that kept falling, and picked up the auspicious dice.

"Let's put you to the test of what this dice are capable of. "。