Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Slightly in a trance.

Wu Jian has come to a strange place.

It is an ancient city.

Dilapidated, ancient, and very rudimentary.

"Sure enough, the ancient cities in the film and television are all deceitful, this is what the real ancient city looks like. "

Looking at the loess thatched houses on the street, as well as the muddy land, and a living person with a numb expression.

Wu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

He found that the living people all had ugly pigtails of money.

"Qing Dynasty?"

Here, obviously, it is a small city.

The town is not very well built.

But this is also normal.

Building a spectacular ancient city is not a simple matter, and the manpower and material resources required are completely astronomical for the people of this era.

Walking out of the alley where he was hiding, Wu Jian came to the street.

Dressed in a captain's coat, he was tall and full of gray hair, and he looked out of place for his time.

The people on the street saw his appearance, showed frightened expressions, and began to move away from him.

"That guy is so tall. "

"His skin was very white, like a Western ghost. "

"His hair is also white, which is scary. "

The people on the street cowered and looked at Wu Jian on the street, quietly discussing.

However, when Wu Jian's gaze turned away, they avoided it one after another, their faces full of fear and cowardice.

They are the people of this age.

Ignorance, low self-esteem.

I don't even have the courage to look directly at outsiders.

Wu Jian walked on the street.

There was no change in his expression.

He didn't come to this era to reshape history.

And in such a little time, he can't change anything.

Let him kill, he has that strength.

But if you want to change people's thinking "three, four, zero", that is not a goal that can be achieved in a short period of time.

Even if he shakes to the big luck, he can stay in this era for a year.

He couldn't do that either.

He's just a trickster, not a thinker.

I'm not good at doing this kind of work to enlighten the people.

He came here for one purpose, and that was to find the scale and snatch it up.

Eyes roll.

The Seal of Fortune is still in motion.

Through the connection of time, Wu Jian "saw" a pocket watch.

This pocket watch is a very old chain pocket watch.

At this time, the pocket watch was held in a slender hand, ticking and turning.

On the dial of this pocket watch, a scale is missing.

"That's it. "

Seeing this pocket watch, Wu Jian's left eye came with a familiar longing.

He saw that there were four scales on the watch.

"Plus that tainted scale I've absorbed, is there five scales on this pocket watch?"

"So, what is this hand holding the pocket watch?"

Wu Jian looked at this slender hand and found that the skin of this hand was very white and the color was also very healthy.

Apparently the hand of a living person.

And judging by the lines of this hand.

The owner of this hand is a woman.

"Is she the one who caused the pollution?"

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

There is no wisdom in weirdness.

Neither is the pollution.

Only humans have such complex thoughts.

Sometimes, people are more terrifying than weird.

Because people do evil, they don't need to follow the rules.

Da-da-da-da!

The hands of the pocket watch suddenly turned.

A heavy supernatural came from the other end of the picture.

Wu Jian felt that his vision was suddenly blurred, and he could no longer see the picture of this pocket watch.

"Did you find me?"

Feeling the blurred vision, Wu Jian grinned.

Only now found out.

It's getting late.

He had already left a mark of space on that pocket watch.

"I'm coming. "

In the right eye, the vortex of space treachery manifested, and Wu Jian's figure turned into a phantom and disappeared.

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

"It's broken!"

In a grand palace.

A woman in a white robe, sitting cross-legged on a rosette, suddenly opened her eyes, and her face changed wildly.

"Someone!"

She let out a loud shout, ready to beckon her men to come down and protect herself.

But the usually on-call subordinates seem to have disappeared en masse today.

None of them appeared.

"Someone!"

She shouted again.

But there was silence in response.

At the same time, a smell of blood wafted in.

Smell it.

Her face changed, she grabbed the embrace in her hand, and pressed the button above.

Da-da-da-da!

The second hand of the pocket watch is suddenly reversed.

The sight in her eyes began to rewind.

As time passed, she felt a terrible coldness mixed with indescribable groans that were constantly burrowing into her head.

This is the price of manipulating time, even as a natural trickster, she suffers this terrible torture every time she manipulates time.

on this.

She flocked to it.

"Time...... It's mine, and no one wants to take it away!"

Manipulating time is addictive.

The thrill of being able to do it all over again countless times.

It gave this woman an inexplicable pleasure.

She felt.

As long as this pocket watch is in hand.

She is a living immortal.

The disgusting coldness gradually subsided.

The woman knows that the regression of time is complete.

She looked up and shouted.

"Someone!"

She was met with silence.

After going back in time.

Her men still haven't appeared.

"How so?"

The woman was stunned, her face horrified.

"It's very simple, because the time here is not your control now. "

An indifferent voice sounded.

The woman was horrified to find that there was a figure in the hall at some point.

It was a tall, white-haired man, handsome in appearance, but expressionless.

His eyes were very strange.

One eye is a dial with blood-colored scales, and the other eye is a rotating ruler-shaped vortex.

Look into these eyes.

The woman feels as if she has insight into the roots of time and space.

Time began to loosen in her body, and the space she was in began to tremble.

Her consciousness began to blur.

Because she observes the unobservable.

The confrontation from the soul level made her enter a state of semi-madness.

"No, no, that's mine...... It's mine...... It's all mine!

The woman was crying, raising her hand as if she was trying to grab something.

Seeing her performance, Wu Jian frowned.

He felt that with the individual going crazy.

Streams of pitch-black power emanated from her body.

This force is eerie, grotesque, and full of malice.

With the emergence of this force, it seemed that countless eyes were squeezed out of the darkness from inexplicable places.

There was a strange sound and a twist and turn.

This power ...... It's pollution. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"What's going on?"

Feeling the power of pollution, Wu Jian was very surprised that he did not feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, it is somewhat comfortable.

It felt like coming home.

"It's too special, it's ......"

He opened his palm, and wisps of black mist appeared out of thin air, wrapping around his fingers.

If you look closely, you'll find out.

In the black mist, there were countless tiny eyes, noses, mouths, and ears that were constantly wriggling.

These bloodshot eyeballs constantly released a kind of foam that saw his family when they looked at him.

These tiny fanged mouths emitted layers of praise over time.

The nose and ears are not able to react much because they are the receiving organs.

But when Wu Jian set his eyes on these guys, they were all trembling constantly, and their skin was flushed with a strange flush, as if they were very excited.

"This pollution...... There's something wrong with the art style......"

Seeing this scene, Wu Jian was numb.

He felt as if he had come from a trickster who could imprison the weird trickster for nothing.

It became an even more inexplicable horror.

Even pollution, a blasphemous power that transcends weirdness, became his thing.

So, what is he?

Final Boss?

"Woo ......"

The woman on the other side was still crying.

The skin on her body was cracking, and fingers with sharp nails pierced her skin.

The constant scratching on her body left blood marks one after another.

Those fingers are the weirdness she controls.

She's born to be weird.

However, this weirdness, which has always been very honest in her body, has entered a state of some kind of rampage today.

He has finally begun to fight against the woman who controls Him.

"Help, save me......"

The woman finally regained some consciousness at this time, she felt the sharp pain all over her body, stretched out her hand and thought that Wu Jian sent out a cry for help.

“............"

Wu Jian looked at the tight pocket watch she held in her other hand.

He sighed slightly and opened his palm.

Airplanes!

The Judge Ancient Sword was taken out of the ghost space.

was held in Wu Jian's hand.

The cold spirit crossed into Wu Jian's body from the ancient sword.

He waved his hand.

A pitch-black sword mark pierced the woman's body.

Directly split her in half.

Burst!

Blood sprayed.

The woman was dismembered by the judge by the strangeness that connected to her body.

Wu Jian walked over to her body, broke her fingers, and got the pocket watch that she refused to let go until she died..........

"The scale, it's mine. "

The palm of the hand slammed into force, and the pocket watch, which concealed the scales, could not resist the terrifying force of the trickster, and was crumpled into a pile of parts.

Four polluted scales overflowed.

Like a milk swallow returning to the nest, it was thrown into Wu Jian's left eye.

"Hiss......"

The cold and evil power overflowed from his left eye, turning into an icy cold current that was injected into Wu Jian's mind.

In Wu Jian's consciousness.

A huge black shadow appeared.

The black shadow was covered in huge cysts with putrefining mucus flowing from them.

A crack that runs through the body opens and closes, revealing layers of teeth inside.

This crack is the mouth of this black shadow, in this terrible mouth, there are thick tentacles wriggling, and in the depths of the tentacles, eyes of various colors are constantly turning.

As Wu Jian cast his consciousness into these eyes.

These eyes also seemed to feel something, and at the same time turned their gaze to Wu Jian.

Then a terrible voice sounded in Wu Jian's mind.

"Daddy......"

"it!"

His body trembled, and Wu Jian broke free from the illusion.

He touched his left eye, and a string of cold sweat ran down his forehead.

It's terrifying.

That monster called him Daddy.

Although it was an illusion, Wu Jian couldn't clearly see what kind of existence the monster was.

But he could still feel the horror of this monster.

It was a terrifying existence that was different from the weird.

is a polluted polymer.

And such a terrible thing actually called him Dad.

"Can it be a little more outrageous?"

Wu Jian felt that he was shocked, and everyone was a little stupid.

Absorbed these tainted black scales.

He seemed to have gained some kind of incredible power.

He made a connection with something hidden in the middle of nowhere.

"I don't want to be a boss. "

He shook his head, feeling the repulsive force that was gradually developing around him.

Wu Jian knew that as he absorbed all the scales of this era, this era could no longer accommodate him.

However, he could feel that the power of this rejection was much weaker than the last time.

I can't throw him out of this era as easily as the last time.

Rather, it was a way of slowly increasing the pressure that excluded him from this era.

"Is it because I've gotten more scales?"

After perceiving this, Wu Jian consciously began to return to the operation.

With the scale in hand, he is too lazy to continue to stay in this era.

After crawling out of the grave, he didn't even eat a meal and came to this era when birds don't.

It's a bit too rushed.

He was going back to get some rest.

Adapt to the power of pollution and explore the changes in yourself.

By the way, eat some more good ones, and treat yourself to 0.0 to your empty stomach.

The repulsion of time finally rejected Wu Jian, an alien who did not belong to this era, and disappeared.

Only two halves of the body remained in the main hall.

Blood flowed on this corpse.

Fingers lay on the corpse.

Suddenly, a finger twitched slightly.

The next second.

The fingers climbed and squirmed, carrying two disconnected corpses, spliced together.

Fingers stretched out densely from the corpse's severance.

It was hitched alongside the corpse on the other side.

The corpse, cut in two, was pieced together.

The woman slowly stood up, her eyes numb.

Wisps of darkness rippled in His eyes.

Sticking out under his eyes, a hideous and terrifying figure howled incessantly.

"Daddy!"

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

"Boss, come ten plates of beef, five portions of yellow throat, five portions of hairy tripe, one servings of vegetables, two servings of bean skin, and a bunch of beer, the bottom of the pot should be spicy, getting better and better, thank you." "

In a hot pot restaurant, after Wu Jian finished ordering, his eyes scanned the surroundings.

He found that this hot pot restaurant, which used to have a thriving business, had few diners.

There weren't a few waiters left either.

The diners and waiters have one thing in common: there is a hint of hidden horror on their faces.

From time to time, he would look out the window and look at his watch.

It was as if something terrible was hiding outside.

"It's weird. "

Wu Jian rolled his eyes and confirmed that there was nothing strange outside the hot pot restaurant.

I can't help but be a little confused.

He felt like he was asleep in the graveyard all this time.

The world seems to have undergone some incredible changes.