Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Ghost Prison Wu Room!

Just hearing this title shocked the two newcomers.

It's not for nothing that the headquarters was codenamed.

In general, it will be combined with the supernatural power controlled by the trickster, and a related code name will be given.

For example, Zhao Tiejun at the headquarters, his code name is half corpse.

The weirdness he controls is a half-weird corpse, which has a very terrifying supernatural power, and can suppress most of the weirdness with only half a body.

It's very powerful.

And this Wu Jian actually has the title of Ghost Prison.

That's outrageous.

Hellish Hell.

Hell's prison.

Is this Wu Jian's ability to imprison weird?

It's outrageous!

"Captain Guo, are you familiar with that Wu Jian?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"We've only met once, and he saved me, Captain Lu Ziyang, and Captain Pei Xiao. "

Hiss......

The middle-aged man and the brand-name woman gasped at the same time.

Lu Ziyang and Pei Xiao are the veteran captains of the headquarters.

It's a lot of power.

They were so powerful that they were saved by this Wu Jian at the same time.

It can well be imagined.

What a desperate predicament they were encountering at that time.

How terrifying this Wu Jian is.

"Is this Wu Jian still human?"

The famous girl couldn't help but mumble to herself.

"That...... Does he have a girlfriend?"

As if thinking of something, the famous girl suddenly asked.

“............"

Lightly swept the face of this heavy makeup, Guo Tianhao looked indifferent, and said lightly.

"You can't...... It's too far off. "

"That's not necessarily, can't that Wu Jian understand the charm of women after seeing me?"

The brand-name women's doubles "303" hugged her chest with her hands and said confidently.

"Huh. "

Guo Tianhao smiled, too lazy to pay attention to this goods.

This guy is old and ugly, but he thinks it's beautiful.

She didn't understand it at all.

Wu Jian is not at all something like her that can be clinged to.

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

At the moment, in the first carriage.

Wu Jian was looking through an old map.

The map is yellowed, the corners are cracked, and the blurred map screen has a blood-colored line of railroad tracks.

On the route of the railroad tracks, there are strange and grotesque station patterns.

Spooky casinos surrounded by neon.

A blood-stained Ferris wheel.

A great wasteland full of graves.

A weird hotel shrouded in darkness.

An old village filled with mist.

This is the route map of the Yellow Springs Train.

The Yellow Springs, which walks through the gaps, will stop in some supernatural places, carry some weirdness, and go to some other terrifying places.

Wu Jian didn't know what these weird cars were moving for, and he didn't bother to care.

He didn't come to play on the tricky train, he came to imprison the weird.

"Next stop, the cemetery. "

The finger moved on the road map, eventually stopping at the figure of a wasteland with countless graves drawn.

Wu Jian remembered the old man he had fought against when he had obtained the auspicious dice.

He is a very terrible monster with the power to bury spirits.

Wu Jian and He had fought in the air.

He learned the rules he controlled.

Wu Jian felt that he should be able to imprison him.

"Peng Lei, I'm going to sleep for a while, and when I get to the cemetery, call me. "

Putting down the road map, Wu Jian said to Peng Lei, who was guarding by his side for a while.

"Good. "

Like a stake, Peng Lei nodded stiffly, and stood in place without speaking.

Close your eyes.

Wu Jian's consciousness gradually sank into a dream.

In this empty land that represents consciousness, he finds some changes.

He saw countless densely distorted words on the chains that filled the void.

The words rippled in the void with strange fluctuations.

And in countless cages.

There are a lot more weirdness.

Although most of these weirdness are weak and mutilated.

But Wu Jian could feel that these strangeness of being imprisoned was providing a stream of cold power into the cage and chains, and finally converged on his body.

"The more imprisoned, the stronger. "

Slightly closing his eyes to feel this powerful feeling, Wu Jian was intoxicated.

The weirdness of the captivity gave him an indescribable intoxication and satisfaction.

It was a pleasure that came from the soul.

"Boss ......"

"Boss ......"

"It's time to stop, boss!"

In the haze, Wu Jian heard Peng Lei's voice faintly.

His mind moved.

Quickly wake up from the dream.

"I see. "

Opening his eyes and looking at Peng Lei's indifferent face, Wu Jian stood up.

Through the window, he saw a decaying and dilapidated platform outside, and beyond the platform, there was an endless wasteland, and the wasteland was covered with bulging graves.

"Boss, this graveyard is terrifying, there are many ancient weirdos sleeping in it, some of them are buried in the grave, and some of them have broken free from the grave and become resurrected weird, it's better not to go there. "

Peng Lei looked at the cemetery outside the window and reminded.

"Hmm, do you know anything about this cemetery?"

Hearing his words, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows and asked.

All he knew was that there was a strange old man hidden in this cemetery.

As for the rest, he knew nothing.

"Some, during my time as a conductor in the third carriage, my humanity occasionally revives, and I observed strange places along the way. "

Although Peng Lei looks rough, he has a very small heart.

He recalled slightly, and gave General Wu the information he knew.

"There are countless weirdness buried in this cemetery, but because of some unknown changes, those buried weirdness have awakened from the silence, left this cemetery, and become a wandering horror. "

"This change seems to be related to the tombstone in the cemetery. "

"It seems that something has destroyed the tombstones in the cemetery to allow these strange creatures to escape from this cemetery. "

"Boss, that's all I can remember. "

"Hmm. "

After listening to Peng Lei's information, Wu Jian rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Graveyards, tombstones, some weird forbidden place?

The methods of the ancient tricksters Wu Jian never underestimated.

They were able to successfully harness the strange and develop a series of supernatural methods in the ancient period when the weirdness was rampant.

At this point, Wu Jian admires them very much.

It's a pity.

No matter how strong the trickster is, it is difficult to resist the erosion of time, coupled with the effect of the strange force called the change of times.

Let the ancient inheritance be completely severed, and only some scattered inheritances are hidden in the cracks.

"I see. "

Standing up, Wu Jian nodded to Peng Lei and prepared to leave.

"Boss, this cemetery is dangerous, I'll go with you. "

Peng Lei Mumu turned around and followed.

"No, you can take care of the Huangquan, and I'll solve the rest of the problems. "

Wu Jian shook his head and refused Peng Lei's help.

He is alone, no matter what kind of danger he encounters, even if he can't beat it, he can run away.

But with Peng Lei, that's not necessarily the case.

Although Peng Lei was a top trickster during the Republic of China.

But compared to him, he can't keep up with the rhythm.

Controlled the time and space.

He took the pill again.

Now his strength can no longer be described as a simple trickster.

If you have to say what kind of level his strength is. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Wu Jian felt that he was already comparable to some mythical and legendary gods.

In the face of the general weird, he can explode.

Even if it's a strong weirdness, he can be imprisoned.

Unless you face the level of weirdness of the Ninety-Nine Plagues.

Otherwise, the general weirdness would not have bothered him at all.

"Yes. "

After a moment of silence, Peng Lei retreated.

He already understood what Wu Jian meant.

"Look at the tricky train, I'll be back soon. "

With a wave of his hand, Wu Jian stepped out of the carriage, and his figure slowly disappeared on the platform.

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

Desolate, gloomy and cold.

Wu Jian, who stepped off the strange train, felt a slight fluctuation in the space around him.

The platform around me has disappeared.

He knew that he was out of the realm of the supernatural influence of the treacherous train.

Really came to the area of the cemetery.

He could feel the supernatural oppressive power that was everywhere in this cemetery.

But after taking the pill.

The supernatural in his body has been connected and turned into a whole.

But it can't affect his supernatural spirits.

Da Da Da ......

This rule is against the supernatural of the cemetery.

It has weakened the spirits around him a lot.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

The spirit receded, and Wu Jian heard a low cry in the air.

At the same time, there was also a smell of incense and candle burning.........

It's like someone in this graveyard, mourning for a loved one who has died.

But in this supernatural place.

How can there be a living person?

"Is it weird?"

Wu Jian felt the coldness that began to rise nearby as this voice came.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

This cemetery is really very evil.

As soon as he stepped inside, he caught the strange attention of this graveyard.

"Woohoo......!"

A louder voice came, and Wu Jian's cold and strange aura was closer to him.

A smell of decaying corpses came from behind him.

Smelling this, Wu Jian frowned and shook his head.

The strange spirit of shaking the head was born.

With this he shook his head.

The crying voice became a little weaker, Wu Jian didn't stop, and shook his head again.

The weeping voice had become faint and invisible.

Wu Jian continued to shake his head.

Poof!

The sound of a body slamming on the ground rang out.

Wu Jian turned his head.

He saw that a man dressed in linen and filial piety was lying on the ground, falling into a dead silence.

He is a weird.

Grave Weepers.

Just now, it was He who let out a cry and wanted to kill Wu Jian.

It's a pity that Wu Jian's own supernatural spirit is too powerful.

The two supernatural attacks he cried out couldn't do the slightest harm to Wu Jian at all.

On the contrary, he himself was attacked by Wu Jian's shaking head and killing spirits.

In the end, it couldn't hold it anymore and fell into a state of silence.

"The first. "

Looking at this weirdness, Wu Jian's left eye jumped out of the time treacherous dial.

Time is drawn, and the gourd is imprisoned.

A string of skillful operations.

This grave weeper was eaten and wiped clean, and turned into a five-dollar trick wine.

"Not bad. "

After shaking the gourd, Wu Jian continued to walk towards the cemetery.

The area he was in just now was just the periphery of the cemetery.

The grave weeper is also a small minion.

To deal with such a guy, Wu Jian didn't even need to use the broken sword and time trick that he often used.

All it takes is a strange spirit to shake his head, and he can be easily suppressed.

Da-da-da-da!

The footsteps of the ghost leather boots did not stop, constantly fighting against the supernatural suppression of this cemetery.

Wu Jian had already come to the nearest few tombs at this time.

He found that there should have been a tombstone in front of these tombstones, but at this time, only a very flat piece of land was left in the place where the tombstone was erected.

The tombstone on the ground is gone.

in the direction facing the tombstone.

A large hole was dug in one side of the grave bag, through which a broken coffin could be seen, and the coffin was empty.

I don't know when the contents have run away.

“............"

Looking at this grave bag that had obviously been opened for a long time, Wu Jian raised his eyes and looked into the distance.4.2.

There are countless grave bags there.

Without exception, all of these graves have no tombstones.

Black caverns emerge from the tombs.

I guessed that these weird things buried in the grave bag had already run away.

"What happened to them, and who released them?"

This scene made Wu Jian frown, it was too abnormal.

If it is said that the weird smashed the tombstone outside the tomb bag through the supernatural confrontation, and ran out of the tomb bag with his own strength.

Wu Jian can understand.

After all, the weird has the instinct to escape from the ban, and he uses his own power to wipe out the supernatural escape of suppressing their tombstones, which is a normal operation.

But the current state is obviously not that the strange broke free from the ban of the cemetery by itself, but that someone stole the tombstone that suppressed them, so that they were freed from the suppression and freed.

There is definitely a culprit behind this.

"Burying ......"

A low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Wu Jian's thoughts.

He saw a hunchbacked old figure, carrying a shovel, walking towards him step by step.

This old man was none other than the strange old man he saw from the perspective of the dice.

It's just that unlike then, this old man has an extra piece of equipment in his hand.

A dull-colored, pointed-tipped shovel with black clods.

With this shovel in hand, the spirit on this old man's body soared several times.

Wu Jian could feel a damp smell of earth that was constantly entering his olfactory system with the appearance of the old man.

"It came quickly. "

Feeling the supernatural power on the old man's body, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

He didn't feel a threat in this old man's body.

He was already weak to him.