Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

The open palm grabbed the neck of the figure in front of the window with terrifying force.

The lines in the palm of the hand were transformed into a town character striking.

Paranormal suppression erupts.

directly made this strange spirit fall into silence.

With this eerie and uncanny silence.

One by one, the figures standing in front of the window slowly turned into phantoms and disappeared.

Each of these figures is the ontology.

Each one is also a clone.

But when Wu Jian grasped it with a tricky hand, the weirdness he grabbed became the real body~ body.

This is where the treacherous-supernatural domineering comes in.

He can knead the weird, not only the weird and the weird.

At the same time, it can pinch the source of weird horror in your hands.

As long as Wu Jian feels that He is the essence.

Then He is the Being.

Although the trickster is not a trick, it has a higher priority than the trick in some horror rules.

Click!

Amid the sound of the neck bone shattering, the strange figure fell into complete silence.

He is not as simple as a broken neck.

It's that the horror puzzle has been damaged, and if you want to recover, it is only possible to use your own supernatural to get rid of the supernatural of Wu Jian's tricky hand, and then repair yourself.

With this eerie silence.

Wu Jian felt that the coldness of this bungalow suddenly rose to a higher level.

A terrifying consciousness turned into a substance-like aura and swept through the manor.

But nothing was found.

An emotion akin to doubt rose in the breath.

Then the breath swept the manor again.

It turned out to be nothing.

An emotion called bewilderment ripples in the breath.

The weirdness hidden in the bungalow is probably the first time that the thought of hell has arisen.

He had no idea.

His target had now climbed through the shattered window and into the interior of the bungalow.

The interior of the bungalows is very luxuriously decorated.

Although due to the corrosion of the years, there are many traces of decay in the interior of the bungalow.

But you can still see how gorgeous and exquisite it once was.

Walk on a rotten carpet.

Wu Jian rolled his gaze, and he saw that on the walls of the hall, there were many portraits of people.

These portraits include Chinese and Westerners.

They share one thing in common.

The expression is dull, the face is pale, and the pair of empty eyes seem to contain some kind of malice, looking straight ahead, making people feel their scalp tingle.

"Is it weird?"

Wu Jian walked up to the portrait of a bearded man in the West and looked up at the guy.

He could feel the same supernatural power rippling across this portrait.

He is not simply a painting, but a strange enclosed in a painting.

This weird rule of the good guy should be locked through the eyes of the portrait, and then let the weird in the painting release its own killing rules to kill the target.

And the weirdness in these paintings, each one is different.

Wu Jian's eyes wandered, and a cluster of strange time torches had already appeared in the perspective of time treachery.

These torches vary in color.

But the intensity is high, and each one is a complete eerie piece of multiple horror puzzles of the same genre put together.

Sting!

Raising his hand, he opened his treacherous palm and covered the bearded man's face.

Wu Jian tightened his five fingers and pulled suddenly.

directly ripped out the weirdness in the painting.

Burst!

Pitch-black chains spill out of the skin synchronously.

Throughout this weird chest.

Crash!

The chains retracted, and with this weirdness they entered the book of life and death.

A dark name manifests itself in the book of life and death.

【Trick of Drawing】

"Sure enough, even if you don't owe money, the Book of Life and Death can imprison the weird, but this kind of detention doesn't seem to be too secure. "

Feel the slight restlessness of the painting in the book of life and death.

Wu Jian moved his mind and crossed the painting trick in the book of life and death into his body.

The Book of Births and Deaths can be used as a temporary place of detention.

But if you want to be completely imprisoned, it is more safe in his body.

"Woo ......"

A shrill cry rang out, and the bearded man was imprisoned.

The faces of the other portraits have changed their expressions.

Their eyes turned to the place where the bearded portrait was, their expressions became pathetic, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from their eyes.

It makes them look even more terrifying.

They were aware of the arrival of an uninvited guest in the bungalow.

But this uninvited guest possesses some kind of terrifying supernatural that completely shields them from their perception.

Even if this uninvited guest imprisons the bearded man who is also a trick in front of them, they have no choice.

Sting!

A second tearing sound sounded.

A woman wearing a cheongsam with a pale face was pulled out.

Then it suddenly vanished.

In eerie perceptions.

The woman disappeared very abruptly.

It's as if it was erased by some force out of thin air.

This phenomenon is even more weird than weird.

The horror is incomprehensible.

The cries of these strange people bound in the frame became more shrill.

Unable to find their target, they became more and more agitated.

"The third. "

He put his hand on the head of a withered old man.

Wu Jian tightened his fingers and directly tore him off.

Incarcerated, integrated.

After a set of operations, this old man also became one of the prisoners in Wu Jian's body.

But at the same time that this old man was being imprisoned.

The figure in the remaining frame began to blur rapidly.

When Wu Jian turned his gaze away.

The frames have turned an empty white.

The figures in the frame are all gone.

"Escaped?"

Turning his gaze, Wu Jian saw that there was no longer any supernatural power in these frames.

All of the weirdness that had been confined to the frame had been transferred to other places by some kind of supernatural power.

"This kind of operation is a bit less like a weird ......"

Weirdness is the embodiment of rules, and their actions are based on rules.

They kill actively, and they also roam passively.

Because these are the rules they are born with.

But it is obviously not the case that it is now to run away on its own initiative.

Weirdness is not to be feared. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Could it be that it's not an ordinary weirdness behind the scenes, but some alien with human consciousness?"

Wu Jian looked at the bungalow, which became dark as the portrait changed.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

He could feel that some strange force was converging in the halls of this bungalow.

Something is coming out!

Whew!

The wind blew through the hall out of thin air.

Brought up patches of dull ashes.

An old Western-style high-backed chair appears.

On the high-backed chair, an old and decaying figure sits.

It was an old man, half of his head had rotted, revealing a pale skeleton.

A cloudy eyeball lies in its eyelid socket, twitching and spinning.

The other half of His face was not rotten.

But it was also miserable white and blue, covered with corpse spots.

The sparse hair and beard make Him look decayed and old.

"Ah......h

The old man, who was sitting in a chair with a cane in both hands, let out a hoarse sigh.

His eyelid eye opened slightly, staring straight ahead.

"You're there......"

“............"

Wu Jian stood beside him, looking at him expressionlessly, and didn't say anything.

In his sight.

There were some living time flames in the old man's body.

He has the consciousness of a human being.

However, it is not human consciousness that is dominant.

It's a weird instinct.

The instinct to kill.

The reason why he can speak is to let Wu Jian show his flaws.

"I know you're here, you're alive. "

The old man didn't know that everything about him had been seen by Wu Jian, and he was still saying this to himself.

As he spoke, some strange power began to rise in the bungalow.

This force is impregnating space, spying on time, and even fate has been disturbed a little bit.

However, this kind of immersion and prying is at the shallowest level of these basic rules.

There is no way to perceive Wu Jian who has escaped into the cavity of time.

The time that the old man spied, described as diving, was about three meters.

And Wu Jian used the time when the treacherous seal of the son escaped.

It is roughly equivalent to the Mariana Trench, and the depth is about 10,000 meters away.

"You have the power to imprison the weird, you are the chosen being of fate, don't you wonder?

The old man's expression did not change, but the words he said made Wu Jian's heart move slightly.

He was indeed curious about the peculiarities of his body.

He never expected an answer from the weird, though.

At least, the old guy in front of him couldn't possibly know.

So far, he has used a total of more than five strange powers to infiltrate and probe the entire bungalow.

His approach is clearly inconsistent with what He said.

"The strange power does not belong to the living, it represents the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth, how can human beings control the rules? The so-called tricksters are just unlucky people who have stolen the strange power and played with fire and set themselves on fire. "

The old man's face became a little distorted, and he used all his means, but he didn't find Wu Jian.

This made him, who has human consciousness, gradually develop a violent mood.

"Hurry up and get out!

The old man's eyes rolled, and his voice became hoarse.

All He wanted to know now was the guy who was disturbing his lair.

Devour and absorb Him.

With this guy's horror shard, He's going to get stronger.

The old man who has absorbed the human consciousness has also inherited the greed of the human consciousness.

Now he craves horror puzzles more than the usual weird.

Burst!

The hideous head suddenly slipped off.

At the same time, half of the backrest of the high-backed chair also slipped.

A large, invisible hand reached out.

Grabbed the old man's head.

The supernatural of the trickster and the supernatural of the judge erupted at the same time, causing the beheaded old man to quickly fall silent.

At this time, the old man finally relied on direct contact to see Wu Jian hidden in the cavity of time.

"You ......"

He wanted to say something, but the next second his head was pierced by a chain.

Chain retraction.

The detention of the old man was completed in an instant.

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here. "。