Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

White hair, handsome face, strong muscles, pale skin.

The appearance of this man broke Ouyang Meng's cycle of despair in the past few days, and gave her a glimmer of inexplicable hope in her heart.

Originally...... She's not alone.

"Help!

Tears flowed, and Ouyang Meng ran in the direction of the man.

In this terrible dream, she hoped that the new man would walk with her and take care of each other.

But as she got closer, she noticed that the man's eyes were getting colder and colder, and his brow was gradually starting to wrinkle, and this discovery made her stop.

"Why does he look at me like that?"

Ouyang Meng couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

As a good-looking woman, she is used to the stars of boys.

Whether it's at school or somewhere else.

Everywhere she went, she was the center of attention in the crowd.

It is said that appearance is a person's first capital.

She is undoubtedly the kind of little rich woman who was born with a large sum of Mane.

But today, for the first time, she tried the sensation of being stared at with a disgusted gaze.

"It seems that there is still some humanity left, is it a trickster?"

Narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wu Jian looked at this woman with half a normal face and the other half a cold dead face.

The hands are pale and clinging, and the tricky hands have appeared.

The woman who ran out of the small wooden building looked very weird.

Her body on one side is vivid and beautiful, full of the vitality that a normal beauty should have, and I feel sorry for her.

On the other side, the body was stiff and gloomy, especially the pitch-black godless eye, which was like a terrible deep well, full of numbness and coldness.

The expressions of the two sides of the body do not interfere with each other, with a kind of contradiction and weirdness that makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

But as the owner of this body, this woman seems to be ignorant of her own state.

"No! Don't! Don't kill me!"

At this time, Wu Jian saw the woman who had stopped and let out a scream of fear.

Her side of the dead man's body suddenly erupted with a cold breath, eroding towards her side of the living body.

"Is there a weird recovery?"

His brows furrowed slightly, and the time trick in Wu Jian's left eye suddenly appeared.

While!

The flickering ripples quickly covered the dream.

The time of the dream came to a standstill at this moment.

Through the perception of the ghost, Wu Jian found that the time of the dream was much more ethereal than the reality.

With a little force, it is possible to crush this dream with ease.

But it's not without its benefits.

The emptiness of dream time makes time here very easy to manipulate.

He could easily set the time of this dream, and let it move forward and backward under his control.

Da-da-da-da!

The second hand in the left eye turns backwards.

Time in the dream world is like a rewind, quickly reversed.

The weirdness of the recovery was suppressed, and the screaming woman, whose face was almost restored to the fear just now, ran back to the room step by step.

"Sure enough, dreams are easier to manipulate than reality. "

Looking at the woman who had returned to Xiaolou, Wu Jian snapped his fingers.

Then, time resumes its flow.

"Help, there's a trick here!"

The woman performed the series of actions she had just performed again.

"I know. "

Taking a step forward, Wu Jian raised his hand.

With a chill, the pale treacherous hand grabbed the left half of the woman's corpse-like body.

Suppressed, produced.

The woman's eyes rolled and she lost consciousness.

"Is it some kind of weirdness that manipulates dreams?"

I felt that as this half of my body was suppressed, I began to tremble in my dreams.

Wu Jian nodded and released the Zhenzi Trick Seal.

Phew!

A puff of green smoke rose from his dreamy body.

The twisted word was imprinted on His shoulder.

"In this case, there will be no recovery for a while, and that's all I can help you with."

Looking at Ouyang Meng, whose face was much calmer, Wu Jian felt that this dream realm gradually began to collapse.

As soon as his mind moved, the power of time treacherous interfered slightly with the dream, and his consciousness detached.

"Hmmm......"

Eyelashes fluttered, frowning slightly.

Ouyang Meng opened his eyes, his expression full of confusion.

"Was that a dream?...... I'm not dead?"

The image of the dream was still in her mind, and she remembered the warmth of the white-haired man's big hands, and her cold but handsome face.

And his sturdy and handsome muscles.

“............"

At the thought of this, two blush rose on her face.

Men like to look at beautiful women, and women also like to look at handsome muscular men.

And this white-haired man is the type with very clear and smooth muscle lines, which perfectly meets Ouyang Meng's aesthetics.

Her heart beat faster when she thought about it.

"Who the hell is he?"

Ouyang Meng touched his shoulder, where the man had patted.

"Huh?"

The bumpiness on her hand made her face change, and she quickly took out the mirror and looked at her shoulder.

She saw an extra twisted text on her shoulder.

"What is this?"

【Hum!】

[Congratulations on picking up a life.] 】

[Originally, your consciousness has been almost eroded by the trick in the dream. 】

[In a few days, the dream trick will revive in your body, and you will become a terrible existence living in the dream. 】

[But fools have foolish blessings.] 】

"That one has fallen into your dreams today. 】

[He casually suppressed the restless dream trick and allowed your life to continue.] 】

[Now, you can use your stiff and stupid brain to study this dream trick that has become one with you. 】

[Congratulations, you've become a true trickster. 】

[Last...... Welcome to the Strange Era. 】

The blood-colored light screen lit up on the phone, and the pitch-black text carried a different flavor.

Ouyang Meng looked at these words, and his body was stunned.

"Treacherous...... Trick ...... I see. "

She had been thinking that she was just having nightmares for the past few days, and that these terrible words and figures were all her personal imagination.

But after today's events, she finally came to her senses.

What she experienced was not just a dream, but a terrifying reality.

"Is He already one with me?"

Ouyang dreamed of the terrible female corpse that had killed her again and again.

As her thoughts rose.

She felt that the terrible courtyard came to her mind naturally.

There, the terrifying female corpse was standing at the door of the wooden building in the small courtyard, staring at herself gloomily.

On His shoulder, there was a twisted text that was the same as on her shoulder.

Through this text, she felt that she had a certain connection with this female corpse.

She was able to manipulate the female corpse and unleash some kind of power to pull the people nearby into this dream.

"Tricks in dreams, dreams in dreams. "

"Original...... He controls the power of dreams. "

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

"Xiao Wu, your age is not too young, it's time to find a partner, Auntie knows a good little girl, you go to meet, get to know each other, make friends, how about it?" (Read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The aunt who spoke had the hairstyle of a strong mother, and said to Wu Jian with a smile.

Her name is Zhang Xuemei, Wu Jian's neighbor.

She has a hobby, which is to be a matchmaker

Under her introduction, a few pairs were really matched.

This made her more and more interested in being a matchmaker, and when she met young people and girls of the right age, she liked to inquire about their information, and then match them together based on her own analysis.

"Aunt Zhang, I don't want to find a partner yet. "

Shaking his head, Wu Jian looked indifferent.

Looking for a girlfriend, he was quite interested in it before.

But with the mastery of time, he became a trickster.

His mind for this kind of thing gradually faded.

The girlfriend will only delay him to control the weird speed, is the girlfriend weird and fun?

The most important thing is that ordinary women are too weak.

With him is at risk of dying at any time.

He didn't want to harm the lives of other girls.

"Hey, don't say that! You can meet and talk first, maybe you'll have something in common?"

Zhang Xuemei didn't give up, he looked at the tall and handsome Wu Jian, his eyes were shining.

Although the parents of this kid in front of him are gone.

But he is very motivated, but she heard that this young man has been insisting on exercising and studying, and it seems that he has also done some very lucrative part-time jobs, and he just bought a car that is not cheap some time ago.

Such a handsome and capable young guy.

Absolutely forced is the ace player in the blind date market.

"Not really. "

Wu Jian shook his head and continued to refuse.

"That's it, I'll give you her contact information, and you can talk to her online now when the time comes, and we will meet again when it feels appropriate. "

As she spoke, Zhang Xuemei took out a note and stuffed it into Wu Jian's hand, regardless of whether Wu Jian wanted it or not, she waved her hand and turned her head to leave.

Good guys, you bought and sold strongly, right?

Wu Jian looked at the note with the phone number and WeChat account number written on it, sighed, and turned around and walked outside.

He didn't take this little episode to heart.

He has a lot to do today.

He was going to go to the city library and look up some historical and geographical materials.

After absorbing the knowledge of the old man, Wu Jian had some understanding of the ancient tricksters.

And know the location of some of the crevices hidden in reality.

It is possible that these locations have changed as the vicissitudes of life have changed.

He needs to reposition those positions.

Crack.

It is a coffin made by ancient tricksters.

These spatial crevices, which are independent of the real world, hold a lot of horror and weirdness.

Most of these weirdness were used by the ancient tricksters to make a state of logical silence.

But with the opening of the Strange Era.

It's possible that these gaps have been loosened, creating a hole in an otherwise solid ban.

The weirdness of those incarcers may well have begun to recover.

This has also led to more and more strange time in this world.

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

"'What floor is the history and geography book?'

City Library, Wu Jian asked the librarian.

"On the third floor, don't make too much noise when reading a book, and if you want to borrow a book, you need to get a library card. "

The librarian was a middle-aged woman who was not young, and she glanced at Wu Jian and said lightly.

"Okay, thanks. "

Nodding, Wu Jian walked upstairs.

Today is a working day.

There weren't many people in the library, most of them were retired old people who came to read books.

They generally stay in the casual book area on the first floor.

In the professional book area on the second floor, there are only a few people chatting.

Walking up to the third floor, Wu Jian found that in this floor, except for the caretaker at the door, there were only two people reading books.

One of them was a quiet girl with glasses and fair skin.

She was reading a book at this time, and she was fascinated by it, and she didn't notice Wu Jian's arrival at all.

The other was a fat boy with a pimple on his face, and he had an open book in front of him, but his eyes were not fixed on the book for a second.

He squinted a pair of small eyes, staring at the girl who was reading a book in front of him, and the whole person exuded a greasy smell of a perverted idiot.

But this one doesn't seem to have much courage.

Obviously, I can't do it in my heart.

But the seat I chose was two rows away from the girls reading the book.

Lustful, greasy and timid.

Wu Jian seemed to have seen him wearing a broken vest, lying in a messy rental house, staring at the computer and doing handiwork.

“............"

Wu Jian's arrival also attracted the attention of this fat boy.

When he saw Wu Jian's eyes on his sister-in-law, his face obviously showed an unhappy expression of having his personal belongings violated.

But when he saw Wu Jian's tall figure and handsome face, he cowered and moved his gaze to another place (Li Qianhao).

It wasn't until Wu Jian ignored him and walked towards the bookshelf that he breathed a sigh of relief and once again cast his obsessive gaze on the girl in front of him.

"You're my ......"

Licking his fat lips, the fat man muttered to himself.

"You can't escape ......"

A twisted smile appeared on the fat man's face.

He remembered a mysterious ritual he had stumbled over the wall on the Internet yesterday.

As long as he can get his hands on the other party's photo, he can use this ritual to make the target his slave.

And the price to be paid for this ritual is nothing more than an insignificant human life.

He saw a foreign otaku sacrifice his parents on the video to make the two beautiful school girls in the school his slaves.

It was such a beautiful picture that he would be thrilled to think about it now.

He's ready.

He was going to use his old and frail grandmother as a sacrifice for this ritual.

Use her old life to exchange for a female slave with excellent studies and lovely appearance.

In this way, he will not only get a beautiful slave who will serve him wholeheartedly.

And you can get rid of an old guy who needs to be served.

If he ran out of money, he could also let the slave do some social work to earn him a living allowance.

Don't be too good at it.

Thinking of this, the fat man's whole body trembled with excitement, and he directly set up a tent.

Luckily, there wasn't anyone in the library.

Otherwise, he will make a fool of himself on the spot.

Whew!

The fat man gasped for two breaths, calmed down his emotions, took out his mobile phone, and quickly took two photos of the girl in front of him.

After glancing at the photo in the phone, after meeting the conditions of the ceremony.

The fat man pretended to be casual and put away his phone.

He didn't notice at all, everything he did was seen clearly and clearly by a pair of eyes.