Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"It's 11:15, it's almost there. "

With Qin Shuyu's personal assistant to greet him, Wu Jian easily entered the blockade area.

On the instructions of the garrison warriors, he came to the beach where the ghost ship was most likely to appear.

Looked at the time.

Wu Jian took out the instrument track from his backpack and began to arrange it.

First, the spell skin is unfolded.

Then he used a trick pen and ink to write his name in the blank space in the middle of the spell skin.

Wu Jian felt a cold aura begin to appear on the mantra skin, and wrapped around his body.

The graphics and text on the spell skin also began to glow faintly.

"Step 1. "

He stuffed the ink and put away the pen.

Wu Jian opened his palm, and

the viscous blood covered his palm, and strange lines began to appear in his hands.

"Pilot".

The twisted text, which he had tried to condense but had never succeeded, was easily outlined in the palm of his hand in this ritual.

At the same time, the grotesque sacrificial hallucination vaguely resurfaced in Wu Jian's mind.

Grotesque figures are dancing, and distorted black shadows are singing.

The rising runes condensed in mid-air, eventually transforming into the familiar rune humanoid.

This time, the rune human form was still the same as last time, and he directly sensed Wu Jian's gaze.

But this time he didn't quite react right.

When He discovered Wu Jian, it was as if he had seen some kind of flood beast.

Turned his head directly, turned his back to him, and shook a palm with an unknown "Yu" in the palm of his hand to him.

“？"

With a bewildered expression, he felt the extra tricks and distorted words in his head.

Wu Jian scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders, leaving the rune humanoid thing behind him.

He still has something to do, and it's not appropriate to think about what he has and doesn't.

"Step two. "

took

out the Emperor Bell and placed it next to the curse skin, Wu Jian took out the sacrificial incense and inserted it on the sand in front of the curse skin.

He looked at the time again.

There are still three minutes before the ghost ship appears.

He lit the incense and waited silently.

In the absence of spooky stimuli, the incense can be burned for a day and a night.

Lighting three minutes earlier will not affect the sadhana.

White smoke wafted out of the blood-red incense and soared straight into the sky.

A scent of ash mixed with the smell of corpses echoed on the beach.

Three minutes is a short time.

In the blink of an eye, it came to an end.

The smoke that drifted straight into the sky suddenly trembled and drifted towards the direction of the sea.

Jingle bells!

The Emperor Bell placed next to the spell skin also rang at this time.

Let Wu Jian realize that his goal has appeared.

"It's coming!".

Raising his head, Wu Jian looked towards the sea.

Over there.

A dark shadow is slowly emerging.

From virtual to real.

It is an old and dilapidated three-masted wooden ship.

The hull of the wooden ship was covered with large patches of algae, and there were many signs of fracture on the side of the ship.

At the bow of the ship is a grotesque statue of a severed head, and some rotting seaweed hangs.

The sails of the wooden ship were all in tatters, leaving only a few strips of cloth fluttering on the masts.

On these strips of rags, many dark red distorted text can be seen.

[Buzz!].

You witness the wreckage of an old era emerge from a gap in the barrenness. 】

His body is covered with the scars of crossing the impenetrable land. 】

He was a good ......

[Unfortunately, he chose the wrong captain, and in the end he was sunk into the abyss of eternal silence, and after countless years of suffering, he floated through the gap of desolation and obtained the qualification to enter this world. 】

So, would you like to be His captain?].

[Although He is rubbish now, he is not worthy of you with endless potential. 】

[But as a vehicle, this thing still has a little bit of a role.] 】

The phone buzzed and vibrated and black letters flashed.

Wu Jian looked at the dilapidated wooden ship, his pupils constricted slightly.

He could feel that the wooden ship was unleashing some kind of terrifying supernatural spirit.

The supernatural constantly interfered with his senses, giving him an urge to run towards the ship.

"The supernatural is interfering with perception. "

Shaking his head, Wu Jian restrained this impulse.

After absorbing a lot of time, not only did his body soar, but his spirit and consciousness also became inhuman.

This kind of supernatural power that can bewitch ordinary people into the sea can only make him impulsive, but it can't really interfere with his actions.

"Let's get started. "

Pulling out the sacrificial incense on the sand, Wu Jian stepped on the curse skin.

As he walked along, the graphics and words on the spell skin gradually lit up with a blood-colored light.

The incense in his hand also burned rapidly, and a large amount of smoke drifted towards the ghost ship.

Clasped hands together, holding the incense of sacrifice.

The trick mark on Wu Jian's palm flickered with a dark red light.

Jingle bells!

The Emperor Bell placed next to the mantra skin was held up by the ghost fog and shook constantly.

Invisible sound waves entangled in layers of rising smoke.

The smoke gradually took on a dark blue hue.

The smoke that seems to be slowly drifting is actually very fast and abnormal.

It only took a few seconds to float onto the dilapidated wooden ship.

Hiss ......

Like the low sound of breathing, a large amount of smoke was not inhaled into the wooden boat.

A pattern identical to that on the Spell Skin then appeared in front of the ship's rudder.

However, this pattern is a bit vague and unclear.

And with the appearance of this pattern, terrifying figures began to appear on the deck of this wooden ship.

These figures are of different shapes, and the costumes on their bodies are also varied.

There are ancient periods of linen clothes, as well as military uniforms and coats of the Republic of China, and modern suits and skirts.

But these figures have a characteristic, pale faces and indifferent eyes.

There was a cold aura of dead silence and cruelty all over the body.

They were all weird.

The weirdness of being dominated by a ghost ship!

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