Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Forehead ......"

Pain, restlessness, chills.

The tainted time seems to have returned to the way it was when it was first fused by Wu Ma.

"Careless. "

Blackened blood vessels bulge around the left eye.

Jumping suddenly.

The strange spirit of time began to eat away at his body.

However, compared to when the Epocalyptic Era was opened, the current Wu Jian is much stronger.

Even if time is tricked out of time, he can hold on.

And he could feel that his body was adjusting to the polluted left eye.

It's just that his body adapts a little slower.

Apparently not well adapted to the strange organs with polluting powers.

"Even the weirdness of being polluted can be controlled? "

Feeling the rebellious left eye, Wu Jian clenched his teeth, and his masseter muscles bulged.

Adapt to pollution, assimilate pollution, dominate pollution.

Wu Jian suddenly felt that he didn't seem to lose the way he was put on.

Polluting this thing is a terrifying power written in the book of life and death.

If he can really adapt, or even harness this power.

That means he can eradicate this terrible thing at the root.

"I need time ......"

"More time. "

The pale-faced Wu Jian connected to the other side, and the figure gradually disappeared into the room.

It takes time for him to get used to the pollution.

This adaptation he is not prepared to carry out in reality.

Because he can feel that his left eye is now in a state of half-step out of control.

He didn't dare to guarantee that when he was adjusting to the pollution, his left eye would automatically release the ghost snake and wantonly rob time.

If it would, it would be a disaster.

He wants to nip the disaster in the cradle.

Wu Jian, who infiltrated the other side, didn't notice that when he left, his computer suddenly turned on automatically, and lines of text popped up on the blood-colored screen.

[The scale goes upstream, carrying the source of pollution and impregnation. 】

[The source is hidden, recuperating and recuperating, and it has also changed fate. 】

[The source and the future have taken different paths. 】

[Whether the final destination will change, no one knows.] 】

[A big drama has begun......]

[Important characters have gradually begun to awaken, and the world has changed again.] 】

[Let's cheer and applaud for the entry of these characters!]

Loud cheers and loud applause came from the speakers.

Bursts of malicious laughter loaded into it.

There seems to be something, and it is gloating and laughing.

These changes are not clear to Wu Jian.

Now he was in the wasteland where he had been buried.

"This is a supernatural place, and even if I lose control, it shouldn't affect reality. "

Feeling the increasing pain in his left eye, Wu Jian's face was very pale.

Although his body is constantly adapting to the power of pollution.

But the pollution in his left eye suddenly became more agitated, as if he sensed something.

Fortunately, Wu Jian's physique is powerful enough.

Although the time trick of the left eye has entered a semi-revival state because of this polluted scale.

But his physique can still withstand it.

"The left eye must be suppressed as soon as possible. "

Feeling the time that was constantly swallowed by his left eye like flowing water, Wu Jian frowned.

Although he has a lot of time of his own.

But I can't bear to suck like this.

He had to temper the restlessness of time so that his body could smoothly adapt to the forces of pollution.

"Fight it with supernatural powers...... Pregnant. "

Wu Jian looked at the wasteland in front of him, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Since you have to fight against the time trick.

Then he can use his own supernatural to fight against this restless weirdness.

It used to be a cemetery.

So.

Why don't you bury yourself here?

Wu Jian has confidence in his own vitality.

Even if you are buried in the grave, you will not die.

He can use the burial trick that fuses several of the powers of the calamity to suppress his restless left eye.

On the one hand, it uses its own special to adapt to the restlessness of pollution.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Touching his cold left eye, Wu Jian opened his palm.

The mountain of treacherous seals appeared in his hands.

He tossed it casually.

The mountain turned into a tombstone in mid-air and landed in front of Wu Jian.

There are several large letters on this tombstone.

[Wu Jian, buried here. 】

"Huh. "

Feeling the supernatural pressure that wrapped around him as the mountain of treacherous seals fell.

Wu Jian smiled slightly.

He could feel that the supernatural spirit of the Evil Seal Mountain had begun to confront his left eye.

"The train of thought is fine. "

Feeling all this, Wu Jian lay on the ground.

Unleashed the supernatural power of the burial treachery.

"Get a good night's sleep. "

"Buried. "

Hiss......

Pitch-black graves converge from all directions.

Bury Wu Jian's body.

The soil gathered higher and higher, gradually forming a hill-like burial bag.

The tombstone in front of the burial bag is constantly expanding as the burial bag expands.

The result is a huge tombstone.

Click!

The grave cracked, and a huge cross emerged from it.

Towers above the burial mound.

A snake-like bulge coiled around the burial parcel, enveloping the entire burial parcel.

Two fires lit in front of the tombstone, forming a candlelight for the sacrifice.

Fog, out of thin air.

Cover the grave.

Among the shadows, there seemed to be a figure bowing in the thick fog, sacrificing the sleeping Wu in the tomb.

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

[This station reports.] 】

[All citizens should not leave their homes at will after the sun sets, stay away as soon as possible when they encounter strange figures, and do not pick up any strange things. 】

[The relevant units are dealing with the problem, and soon everyone will be able to move freely. 】

"Damn!"

Looking at the text on his phone, Liu Yong couldn't help but curse secretly.

The world has been in turmoil lately.

There are always some inexplicable disappearances of people.

Whenever this happens.

The security bureau will lock down the city and make people stay at home.

This made Liu Yong, who opened a restaurant, very painful.

He originally wanted to expand the scale this year and do a big job.

Now it seems, let alone scale-up.

It was already a blessing in misfortune that he could keep the door open.

Phew!

Picking up a bottle of beer, Liu Yong spun down half a bottle in one go.

He burped.

Decadently lay on the couch.

Bang Bang Bang!

There was a knock on the door, which made Liu Yong show an unhappy expression.

He stood up and walked towards the door.

"Who!"

No one answered outside the door.

Liu Yong didn't care, he came to the door, raised his hand and prepared to open the door to see who was looking for him.

"It's so cool. "

Holding his hand on the doorknob, Liu Yong shuddered.

He felt as if the handle of his door had been frozen in the refrigerator for three days and three nights.

The cold is biting.

He was about to open the door, but he hesitated.

"Something is wrong, something is so wrong. "

Liu Yong let go of the doorknob, a hint of horror on his face.

Not sure why. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He had a strange feeling.

He felt like something terrible was outside the door.

was staring at him with malice.

【Hum!】

[You just spun half a bottle, and your brain is a little confused. 】

[You don't know, now you are in the midst of a fateful choice. 】

[Do you feel that the doorknob is cold abnormal?]

[That's because he is also holding the handle~]

[You have been targeted by Him. 】

The phone is vibrating.

But Liu Yong can't see it anymore.

The moment his palm let go of the doorknob.

A terrible chill had been injected into his body.

With the infusion of this chill.

Liu Yong's consciousness was engulfed by strangeness.

He's been turned into a monstrous shell.

[It's a pity.] 】

You are disqualified from becoming a player. 】

The whitish palm grabbed the phone.

His numb eyes looked at the text on his phone.

Liu Yong, who was occupied by the strangeness, stood in place in a daze.

This kind of scene is happening all over the world.

The number of spooky and tricksters is increasing in large numbers every day.

The number of deaths is also increasing rapidly.

It's weird and it's starting to get out of hand.

"The Imperial Capital, the Demon Capital, the Northwest and Qinghai have temporarily controlled the situation, but the intensity of the strange outbreaks in other cities is rapidly increasing. "

Imperial Capital, Special Affairs Bureau.

Lu Ziyang, who was promoted, read the report and only felt that one head and two were big.

He is now the acting director of the Special Services Bureau.

Clearance of most of the operations of the Special Affairs Bureau.

As for the original director Song Weiguo, he has now banned himself with the town character seal because of the supernatural restlessness in his body.

"Director, what are you going to do?"

Pei Xiao scratched his head and asked.

"Lao Pei, we are all old friends, there is no need to be so angry, you can just call me Lao Lu. "

Lu Ziyang looked at his old teammates with smiles on their faces in front of him and spoke.

"That's not good, public and private should be separated, now that you have become the director, you must pay attention to some things. "

Pei Xiao shook his head and said seriously.

"Okay. "

Lu Ziyang nodded and said with a heavy expression.

"Now that there are a lot of strange things at home and abroad, the tricksters of the Special Affairs Bureau are no longer busy, and if they continue in the current state, I am afraid that it will not take too long for the order to collapse. "

"Well, it's true, my people have reached their limit, and they must rest for a while, otherwise the weirdness in their bodies will be revived. "

Pei smiled a little and sighed with a hippie smile.

It's not that he has a problem with his attitude, but he has mastered the ghost smile and will laugh no matter what expression he makes.

This is a side effect of harnessing the ghost smile.

There was nothing he could do about it.

"Maybe the people of the Immortal Ascension Project can help. "

Lu Ziyang crossed his hands to support his chin and said in a deep voice.

"What is that?"

Pei Xiao looked puzzled.

"A plan to use the country's resources to find some special talents and harness the special weirdness left behind in the ancient ruins. "

"Those weird have the power of being like an immortal god, and all this plan is also called the Immortal Ascension Plan. "

Lu Ziyang did not hide it, and told Pei Xiao about the plan to ascend to immortals.

As comrades-in-arms who have been born and died together.

He trusted Pei Xiao.

"Oh~ sounds amazing, so the plan succeeded?"

Pei Xiao's eyes lit up, and his smile became a lot more real.

"Partly successful. "

Lu Ziyang's vision is far-reaching.

"Some people have successfully mastered some of this weirdness, and they have become powerful tricksters, but compared to the real powerhouses, they are worthy of the title of immortals. "

"The strong man you are talking about will not be Wu Jian. "

Pei Xiao's mind came up with Wu Jian's indifferent face.

No way.

He once faced Wu Jian directly, but whenever he heard the word strong.

I can't help but think of him.

In his consciousness, the concept of the strong seemed to have been equated with Wu Jian.

"Can it be someone else?"

Lu Ziyang thought of a piece of information he saw.

It was sent to him by Professor Chen from the Archaeological Bureau.

At the time, he thought he was reading a novel story.

But in the end, it was confirmed that this source was a narrative.

"But isn't Wu Jian out of touch?"

Pei Xiao asked with some confusion.

Wu Jian was indeed active some time ago, and with his presence, it seems that there is a huge firewall in the world.

The weird can't be raging at all.

But since some time ago, Wu Jian disappeared.

The world began to change.

The weird is endless, and the horror is everywhere.

It was as if the world was rushing towards an indescribable hell.

"Losing contact doesn't mean disappearing, he will definitely come back. "

With his hands crossed to support his chin, Lu Ziyang's eyes flickered.

"Definitely. "

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

"This (King Zhao) is a terrible cemetery, as long as the weirdness is introduced into this cemetery, this cemetery will automatically bury the weird, no matter how strong the weird is. "

A middle-aged man with a pale face admonished a man and a woman beside him.

The man and the woman were not very old, but their faces were very pale.

There was a cold aura rippling through their bodies.

They are all tricksters.

They came here for one purpose.

Use this terrible graveyard ahead and bury the weird monsters who are chasing them inside.

"Woo ......"

A low cry came, causing the faces of the three to change.

"Run, remember, don't step on any graves!. "

The middle-aged man turned around and ran forward like an arrow off the string.

In front of him was a misty wasteland.

In the wasteland, there are many small bulging dirt bags.

Looming in the mist.

These are all grave bags.

Each of these burial parcels has crosses of various shapes.

The middle-aged man who rushed into the mist felt a chill coming from all directions, causing the strangeness in his body to fall into silence directly.

He didn't care about that.

He had been to this cemetery a few times.

Already familiar with the rules of this cemetery.

Strange forbidden in this graveyard.

Pure spooky will be buried directly by the graveyard's grave soil, turning into a new grave pack.

Although the tricksters will not be buried, the strangeness in their bodies will be suppressed by the supernatural here and fall into silence.

In a way.

This place is friendly to tricksters.

Because here it will only suppress the weird, if there is a weird resurgence in the body of the trickster.

He can choose to come directly to this place and live for a while.

Wait until the weirdness in the body is completely suppressed by the supernatural in this cemetery.

Get out of here and get on with your normal life.

ps: Kavin, a change today.