Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

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"You're welcome, next time if you do it again, I'll whip you. "

Wu Jian said with a smile.

“............"

Bai Dong touched his hot face and was silent.

"Hehe, when did that archaeological operation start. "

Wu Jian changed the topic with a smile, he didn't forget what he promised the Archaeological Bureau.

"If you don't mind, the sooner the better, the information about the ruins seems to have leaked, so we have to hurry. "

Bai Dong said with a serious face.

It's just that his serious face is matched with two big red handprints, which looks a little funny.

"Let's go, then. "

Wu Jian didn't laugh.

With a blank face, he folded the primordial spell skin and tucked it into his pocket.

He felt that there was still a lot of potential to be tapped into this spell skin.

However, if you want to really tap the potential of this skin, I am afraid that it will take a while to study.

This time is not appropriate.

He is ready to complete the commission of the archaeological bureau and is slowly researching.

"Solve it early, finish it early. "

"Good. "

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

Someone is easy to do.

Under the leadership of Bai Dong, an organization with high authority.

Wu Jian got on the plane to Mukden with a green light all the way.

"This relic is in a place called Laojunling on the outskirts of Fengtian City, our people have sealed off that place, carried out preliminary excavations, and have determined that this relic belongs to the ancient ruins of the Qianqing Dynasty. "

"The level of horror is not very high, but it cannot be ruled out that there may be an earlier legacy of the Trickster in this ruin, and there is no guarantee that there will be more ancient weirdness and horror hidden here. "

on the plane.

Bai Dong said with a serious face.

At this time, the handprints on his face had disappeared, and he had once again returned to the state of a cold and hard dead face.

"Does the horror of the ruins of the Trickster have anything to do with age?"

Wu Jian listened to Bai Dong's narration and asked with some curiosity.

"At present, it is like this, whether it is the weirdness of the utensils or the weirdness of the human form, the older the form, the stronger the weird power of control, only the weirdness of the organs is no longer in this category. "

Bai Dong was not stingy and revealed all the information he knew to Wu Jian.

"The older, the more terrifying?"

Wu Jian was thoughtful.

He remembered several artifacts in his hand, which were indeed the older they looked, the more powerful the terrifying rules they contained.

590 "The older it is, the more terrifying it is. "

Nodding, Bai Dong said seriously.

This law is piled up with life.

In the vast land of China, which has a long history, there are too many secrets hidden.

With the opening of the Strange Era.

Many of the ancient ruins that had been buried also began to rise.

At the same time, it was the first time to come into contact with these horrors left over from ancient times.

They, with heavy losses.

The harvest is also very good.

"Understood, so let me assist you in this archaeology, is it for me to help you block the weirdness hidden in the ruins?"

Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

"It's just an insurance, if you feel that the weirdness in the ruins is too dangerous, you don't have to worry about us, just run. "

Bai Dong shook his head and said with a serious expression.

"It doesn't matter if we die, but if you fall here, the loss will be great. "

"When you say that, how else can I run?"

Originally, Wu Jian didn't have much pressure on such a thing as running away.

But as soon as Bai Dong said this, he suddenly felt that if he really ran away, he would be a little unhappy.

"No, when you encounter danger, you definitely have to run, Huaxia has no impact on us without you, but without you, absolutely not. "

Bai Dong frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, you have the final say. "

Shrugging his shoulders, Wu Jian did not continue.

Because he has already seen that the person in front of him is a dead eye, and if he continues this topic, he is afraid that he will have to break it all down.

[This flight is about to land, please fasten your seat belt. 】

The plane's radio sounded.

Wu Jian was about to write down his seat belt.

He suddenly felt a cold aura coming from afar.

"Huh?"

He stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction where the cold aura was coming from.

His powerful eyesight allowed him to see that a flock of pitch-black crows was rapidly approaching the plane at an abnormal flight speed.

The bodies of these crows were somewhere between the illusory and the corpse, their eyes glittering with blood.

Wu Jian saw cruelty and viciousness in their eyes.

They are all weird!

"There are enemies!"

Bai Dong also found out that something was wrong.

However, he does not have as strong a sense as Wu Jian.

The group of crows approaching was not found.

He could only remind Wu Jian softly.

He didn't realize that Wu Jian had already begun to lock on to the enemy's position at this time, and even had prepared countermeasures.

"Leave the little problem to me. "

Feel the cold aura exuded by these crows, which is very different from that of the Chinese ghost masters.

Wu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

He raised his hand and headed in the direction of the crows.

A hint of coldness rippled in the palm of his hand.

With the appearance of the cold aura, his palms suddenly turned pale, and his nails became sharp and pitch-black, like five black short swords.

Feel this cold breath.

Bai Dong's face also changed slightly.

He felt that with the change of Wu Jian's palm, the strangeness in his body was rapidly falling silent.

That terrifying supernatural suppression reminded him of the last time he encountered at the ruins of the Ancient Trickster.

The ruin is now sealed, and the weirdness hidden in the ruin has also been brought into a state of confusion and wandering by the sacrifices of many tricksters.

There was no threat for a while, but he could never forget how terrifying that terrible weirdness was.

He thought that it was impossible for him to see this level of strange power in his life.

But I didn't expect it.

Not only did he see it again so quickly, but he had also seen this intensity of supernatural power in the body of a trickster.

Is...... It's outrageous!

"Got you!"

After harnessing the trickster, Wu Jian has already figured out the use of the trickster.

Trickster kills require a medium lock.

This medium has very few limitations.

Whether it's seeing, perceiving, hearing, or smelling.

As long as he touched the target by any means of his senses.

You can apply the power of the trickster to the opponent's body.

It's very simple and crude.

Wu Jian found that the terror power controlled by the strange was stronger.

The simpler the rules of killing.

The fingers bent, and Wu Jian made a grasping motion violently.

Bai Dong on the side felt a terrifying burst of cold power erupt, and the strangeness in his body directly entered a state of complete silence. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“............"

He didn't know what kind of force Wu Jian was mobilizing.

But he knew that the guy he had locked up was absolutely dead.

He was just close to Wu Jian, and the weirdness in his body was suppressed by his terrifying supernatural power.

What will happen to the guy who is directly attacked by him?

It can well be imagined.

Ga!

With Wu Jian clenching his fists.

The black crows in the sky seemed to be grasped by a large, invisible hand.

On the spot, it was pinched into black feathers that flew all over the sky.

The feathers exploded in the sky, eventually turning into clouds of black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

Almost at the same time as these crows were pinched to death.

A blonde, blue-eyed foreigner on the ground suddenly let out a scream.

I opened my mouth wide and started vomiting constantly.

A cloud of mucus flowed from his mouth, and his neck bulged unnaturally.

A black crow with a twisted body was vomited out by him.

The crows seemed to have been pinched to death by a large and powerful hand, their bodies completely deformed, and they fell to the ground emitting a burst of blood and rot.

Seeing the change in this foreigner, the people around him screamed in fear.

"Ahh

"He—he's spitting out crows!"

"Damn! it's terrifying!"

"Is this foreign performance art? I don't understand it at all!"

"Call the police!"

Some people are afraid, and some people are excited by this kind of curious picture.

Some people took out their mobile phones and filmed them, often excitedly posting the video online.

This curious picture instantly aroused the interest of netizens.

If this video wasn't synthetic, I'd like to call this foreigner the most disgusting!

The more he vomited, the paler his face became, didn't you notice that the crow he vomited had some strange pieces of flesh on it? It seemed to be his internal organs!]

[Don't scare me upstairs! I'm cowardly, once I scare a bad guy, I'm going to scare you!]

[Made!, why do you feel that there have been so many strange things happening lately?]

Why don't I know, brother, I like stories of curiosity, tell me about them. 】

[Brother ~ sister is very lonely, hurry up and click on my avatar, there is definitely something you want to see~]

[I'm really convinced, can Brother Oatmeal roll back to fist cereal, don't come to Huohuo, can we watch the fun?]

The vomited foreigner began to vomit blood, and horrific handprints began to appear on his body.

These handprints continued to shrink and knead, causing the foreigner's body to constantly twist and deform.

Feeling the ghost crow peeled from his body, the foreigner no longer had the ability to resist this terrifying and strange attack.

He could feel that every part of his body seemed to be pinched by a strong and powerful hand, grasping and crushing it fiercely.

Now that all the internal organs of his body have turned into pulp, the reason why he has not completely breathed is entirely because there is still the last trace of supernatural power in his body.

Trembling and taking out his mobile phone, the foreigner wanted to send a message to his companion.

But what he saw was a blood-colored screen.

Strings of black text seemed to mock him, constantly beating.

[Oh! poor Tommy!]

[Your internal organs are all broken, it's really distressing!]

[Did you know?]

[You have provoked an existence that should not be provoked the last. 】

Now, you will pay for your stupidity. 】

[Look~He's already here~]

[Let's send a welcome salute to the arrival of this great being!]

With the sound of DuangDuangDuang's salute sounded in the speakers of the mobile phone.

Tommy's consciousness gradually descended into darkness.

The last thing he saw was a white mist that appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping the vicinity.

"Is it a ghost rider from abroad?"

Releasing the ghost mist to completely envelop the nearby area, Wu Jian looked at Tommy, who was lying on the ground and nodded.

No wonder the weird aura of these crows is very different from the weird in the country.

It turned out that this thing was brought in by a foreign ghost handler.

Gaze shifts.

Looking at the black crow with its body twisted on the ground.

Wu Jian felt a familiar cold aura in his body.

He is the source of the crows just now.

After being attacked by the tricksters, he had fallen into complete silence by this time.

"It's kind of interesting. "

Reaching out his hand, he picked up the black crow.

Wu Jian felt a strange aura in his body, and suddenly became a little interested in this thing.

He discovered that the crow seemed to be the piece of the puzzle of some kind of terrifying existence.

If he is harnessed, it seems that he can be linked to even more terrible horrors.

"Then give it a try. "

Unleash the power of the trickster, allowing the supernatural suppression to disappear from the crow's body.

The crow, which had almost been pinched, gradually began to shake its feathers and repair its body.

With the restoration of His body.

A strange cold aura began to pour into his body.

With the infusion of this breath.

Wu Jian's consciousness gradually emerged as an illusion.

Rattle!

The shrill crow of the crow resounded.

A large number of black-feathered and red-eyed crows were hovering in the gloomy sky.

Below.

It was a huge field of wheat, and the ears of wheat in the field had fallen heavily.

The faces of the weeping people continued to distort on the ears of wheat.

It's a harvest season.

It is despair and fear that are harvested.

A terrifying black shadow, carrying a worn-out sickle, twitched and walked from the wheat field.

He is like the king of this wheat field, patrolling his territory.

Today, He found an uninvited guest.

Raising his head suddenly, a terrifying and grotesque head that could not be described in words appeared in Wu Jian's consciousness.

An incomparably deep fear is inexplicably about to arise in Wu Jian's consciousness.

But in the next second.

A great force suddenly descended, directly extinguishing this seed of fear that was about to be planted.

And then in an instant, these illusions were crushed.