Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"The battle is over, why did you jump out, what use do I want from you?"

Wu Jian looked at the words on the screen and couldn't help but complain.

[Then I'll go?]

The black font was hidden, and Wu Jian put the phone back in his pocket.

"Then it's time to deal with those issues. "

Raising his hand, he touched the hard Wuzu mask on his face.

Wu Jian could feel that this deceitful god summoned by the mask of the ancestor was quite vicious.

After devouring the old man and the headless god.

It seems that I feel the benefits, and I have a feeling that I want to rely on him and not leave.

Now he is constantly releasing a cold and strange power, injected into his mouth,

In this way, he tried to invade his body and obtain this shell.

on this.

Wu Jian didn't care.

This guy who can devour weird creatures is obviously not real.

Not even the illusion of a strange invasion appeared.

It can be seen that this guy is very picky.

Just want to take his body through an insignificant weird power.

But he is reluctant to divide his own weird puzzle pieces and reside on his own body.

to complete the real invasion.

Silently absorbing the cold power of the source of the devouring treachery.

Wu Jian took out a blood-colored gourd.

This gourd is blood-red all over, the pulp is shiny, and there is a pitch-black wooden stopper at the mouth of the gourd, which tightly stuffs the gourd mouth.

The size of the gourd is just enough to hold in one hand, and it feels a little weird, although it is hard and cold, but it has an indescribable smooth and delicate feeling.

That kind of feel is a bit like a woman's skin, slippery and hands-free, making people want to touch it after touching it.

It's very weird and terrifying.

I can't put it down and touch the smooth surface of this gourd.

Wu Jian is a little addicted to "five eighty zero".

Although the cold aura rippling on this gourd explains the fact that he is weird.

But this thing feels really good.

He couldn't help but want to keep playing.

Rushing!

Raising his hand and shaking the gourd, there was a sound of water inside.

Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

"How do you use this thing?"

Because he shot too quickly, whether it was the old man's head or the severed head statue, he didn't have time to release the strange power of the gourd, so he directly hated the northwest.

Now he wants to know how to use this gourd.

You have to figure it out for yourself.

Gaze shifts.

Wu Jian looked at the offering table in front of him.

This offering table, which exists in the square, also exists in Taoist temples.

The leather book lay quietly on the offering table.

"This can't be an instruction manual. "

Tying the gourd to his belt, Wu Jian walked to the offering table and picked up the leather book.

"This feel...... Sure enough, it's the same material as the original spell skin. "

Stroking the cover of the book, the cold, rough touch reminded him of the original spell skin.

"There's no weird ritual in this thing. "

Twisting the book cover, a line of blood-colored text appeared in Wu Jian's eyes.

[The world is like a treacherous, and it is difficult for mortals to live. 】

[We can only try to be tricky with ourselves, control the terror, and fight for that glimmer of life for the world. 】

“............"

Although only a short line of text.

But Wu Jian was already in awe of the person who wrote this line of writing.

Accommodating the weird is tantamount to fighting for your life.

If it weren't for the coercive state, ordinary people would never choose to use their bodies to accommodate weirdness.

Because of the weirdness, whether it is success or failure, it will have a huge impact on one's own lifespan.

Fail, die directly.

Even if it succeeds, under the strange erosion, I am afraid that few people will be able to survive for ten years.

This guy who seems to be an ancient trickster actually chose to control the weird in such a dangerous situation.

His spirit is admirable.

[Harnessing the weird is tantamount to walking in hell and boating in the sea of blood. 】

[One hundred and forty-eight of us, trying to harness the weird. 】

[In the end, only three people succeeded. 】

[Although there were heavy casualties, it was a good start, and we understood some weird rules and began to try to fight weird. 】

[We found that although the weird is terrifying, as long as we can find out the killing rules of the other party, it is not difficult to fight them.] 】

[We began to try to use the weirdness we control to interfere with those weird rules, let them enter a certain logically wrong loop, and imprison and use them. 】

"Is this the autobiography of an ancient trickster?"

After reading these words, Wu Jian rubbed his chin and turned the next page.

"We are arrogant. 】

[The weird horror is beyond our imagination. 】

[Although we have all mastered multiple weirdness, we have brought our own horrors into balance. 】

[But compared to the real complete weirdness, we are still too weak. 】

[Death follows us, and we fall into despair. 】

The style of the text on this page changes abruptly.

The dark red text is distorted and jumbled, like the mood of the person who wrote it.

Turning the page again, the blood-colored text reappeared.

But this page is full of the same blood-colored text.

This text is a slyph.

Big words, small words, crooked words, inverted words.

The spooks are layered on top of each other, filling almost the entire page.

The slyword is blood-red, as if it had just been written in blood.

"There are remnants of strange powers. "

Gently touching these words with his fingers, Wu Jian felt a sense of coolness.

However, this cold aura has been very weak, as if it has dissipated for some reason.

It has no killing effect.

Turn a page.

The text is back to normal again.

But the content is very abnormal.

Who are you?]

"Huh?"

Wu Jian looked at the three words, his brows furrowed slightly.

I don't know why, he had a feeling that these three words were asking him.

"You're talking to me?"

[Yes.] 】

Blood-colored words abruptly appeared on the pages.

Seeing this text, Wu Jian's brows furrowed, and his expression became cold.

He didn't feel the slightest weirdness.

"Who are you?"

Silently turning on the time trick, Wu Jian looked at the page, trying to check the changes in this page from the time level.

[I don't know, I just know that the last person I talked to was a very old human.] 】

Very old humans?

Wu Jian's mind came up with the face of the old man who had just been killed by him.

"If you don't know who you are, why are you asking me who I am?"

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes and started a conversation with the leather book.

[This is the rule, only if I know your name, I can answer your questions.] 】

“............"

Seeing this string of words, Wu Jian's eyes narrowed.

Obeying the rules, it's weird.

All of their actions also need to follow the rules.

Whether it's killing someone, or making up for yourself.

And the words on this leather book also follow the rules.

This shows that this writing is also tricky.

But it's strange that this book doesn't have the torch of time.

"Is this book weird? or something?"

Silently, he released the trickster.

Wu Jian directly imprinted the forbidden word trick on this weird book.

An icy touch came. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

A faint forbidden word pattern appeared on the cover of the book.

Look at this faint forbidden word trick.

Wu Jian's brows furrowed even tighter.

"This kind of depth, I don't want to be weird. "

But the traces on this book are not so much the imprint of the treacherous mark as the imprint that he pressed too hard.

This change made Wu Jian a little skeptical that the book was tricky.

"Are you still there?"

Frowning, Wu Jian was fully perceptive, and asked towards the leather book.

[I'm here. 】

“............"

Wu Jian didn't feel any change in this text that emerged, he was silent for a while, and closed the leather book with a snap.

This leather book is too weird.

It is not suitable to dig up His secrets in this place.

"I'll study this thing slowly when I get back. "

Putting the leather book in his pocket, Wu Jian walked around this broken Taoist temple twice.

After confirming that there are no omissions.

He snapped his fingers.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a tremor in the air.

The huge Beyond Shore slowly flew over.

The collapse of the Taoist temple made the supernatural suppressive power of this gap almost disappear.

The Migan's supernatural has recovered and can sail again.

"It's time to go. "

This rift was not completely destroyed by him like in a mental hospital.

But Wu Jian felt that there was not much time left in this gap.

It won't be long before this place collapses completely.

Leaping to his feet, he jumped onto the deck of the Beyond Shore.

Wu Jian looked at the Taoist temple below, which had become a ruined wall, turned around and walked in the direction of the rudder.

Squeak and quack!

The huge hull of the Other Shore slowly turned to 0.........

The last bit of the remains of the Taoist temple were crushed into broken bricks and tiles.

Then the ship turned into an illusory light and disappeared into the gap.

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

"Why is this happening?"

Holding her sister's already cold corpse, Gu Xiaoshi's eyes were full of sadness.

Obviously he has returned to his normal life.

But fate played a joke on her.

She and Gu Xiaoyu were attacked strangely.

Gu Xiaoyu died directly, and she was also weirdly forced into a corner with no way out.

【Hum!】

[You think you're no longer a player if you lose your weirdness?]

[You are so naïve. 】

[The selected beta players have the ability to attract strange things.] 】

[Even if you remove the weird, the weird still comes back to you. 】

[Escape, you will only die.] 】

[Only by fighting can we survive. 】

[You're lucky, although your sister is dead, her physical characteristics have allowed her to capture a weird. 】

[The will that was left of her death resonated with this weird. 】

[As long as you call her name, you can complete the weird control again.] 】

[So...... What are your options?]

[Is it a co-death?]

[Or is it another level of coexistence?]

The phone buzzed, and on the blood-colored screen, the black text was like the smiling face of the devil, mocking.

Gu Xiaoshi pinched the mobile phone tightly, biting her lip fiercely, high green tendons bulged out on her forehead, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Grief, regret, anger.

All kinds of intense emotions were like a fire, and her heart was about to ignite.

Now she can't wait to die.

Da-da-da-da!

Stiff footsteps came from the hallway.

The cold breath began to ripple.

Gu Xiaoshi rolled her blood-colored eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Over there.

A figure in a suit was slowly approaching.

His steps were stiff and regular.

The distance of each step is exactly the same.

He is a corridor treacher.

Anyone who walks into the hallway is likely to be attacked by Him.

Gu Xiaoyu is one of them.

And the next one to be attacked was Gu Xiaoshi who was hiding in the room.

With the appearance of this figure.

The structure of the room where Gu Xiaoshi was located began to transform.

The square living room began to stretch, and the portals on both sides disappeared.

This room is about to be transformed from a living room into a hallway.

This is the power of the Corridor Trick, who can turn any room where the target is located into a corridor.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry. "

Looking at the room that gradually turned into a corridor, Gu Xiaoshi stopped crying, and she put down Gu Xiaoyu's body.

Gently touched her little face.

"Wake up!"

An icy breath rose with the call.

Gu Xiaoyu, whose face was pale and his body was stiff, suddenly opened his 5.0 eyes.

At this time.

His pupils were pitch black, only in his pupils were two bright blood-colored dots.

If you look closely, you will find that these two points of light are actually two blood-red dead words.

At the same time as she woke up, Gu Xiaoshi felt that she had an inexplicable connection with Gu Xiaoyu.

A cold breath was injecting, her life began to be curtailed, and her body began to ache.

But Gu Xiaoshi didn't have any table changes.

Her heart hurt more than the pain in her body.

Especially when she saw the hideousness on Gu Xiaoyu's face that did not belong to a living person.

Her heart ached.

Pain pours into the heavenly spirits.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

"Xiaoyu, kill him. "

Raising her bloodshot eyes, Gu Xiaoshi's voice was indifferent.

"Good...... Sister ......"

Gu Xiaoyu opened his mouth slightly and let out a sharp laugh

The body suddenly disappeared in place.

By the time she reappeared, she had already appeared above the head of the hallway cabinet.

He stretched out his pale arm, grabbed the head of the captor, and slowly broke his head towards himself.

His dark eyes widened, and the two blood-colored death pupils met the sinister eyes.

The law of killing has been achieved.

Gu Xiaoyu's strange power was directly injected into the body of the corridor monster through his gaze.

A cold aura erupted.

The blood-red word of death began to appear in the strange eyes of the hallway.

This corridor treacherous gradually stopped resisting, and his supernatural began to connect with Gu Xiaoyu.

He has become Gu Xiaoyu's ghost slave.