Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

[Donghai City, ghost takeaway incident, horror level: C level. 】

[Event details: The food delivery app will randomly appear with the options of bibimbap and fried rice with corpse oil, as long as you click on these foods, you will be targeted by the takeaway and made into the ingredients for the next takeaway. 】

[Hint: As long as you don't order takeout, you won't be targeted.] 】

[Offer a reward of 500W to solve the ghost takeaway incident. ] 】

Underneath this bounty, there is also an image.

In the picture, there is a takeaway guy in yellow clothes in it.

I don't know if there was a problem with the camera, or if there was electromagnetic interference when filming at the time.

The takeaway brother in the picture has a very distorted body and doesn't look like a living person.

It's creepy.

"Good guy, other people's takeaway asks for money, and tricky takeaway is deadly, right?".

Wu Jian sighed embarrassedly, and his fingers slidied.

He noticed that there were quite a few comments under the bounty sticker.

[Is there a mistake? I

can't live in peace after eating a takeout? Is there a big guy who helped me and took this demon away?].

I just helped a rich man solve a weird one yesterday, he was moved to cry bitterly, and voluntarily gave me 5000W, I was almost embarrassed to accept it. 】

[Upstairs, are you sure the other party is willing?].

[The second floor is voluntary.] 】

[What's more, I've been pretty tight on money lately, why hasn't a rich man hired me to solve the weirdness?].

"Are they all tricksters, or are they all indiscriminate?"

Fingers slid and looked at the post that had covered a lot of buildings, Wu Jian rubbed his chin.

Clicked on another post.

[Yang City, Ghost Mist, Terror Level: A. 】

[Event details: The northern district of Yangcheng City is shrouded in a fog, and anyone who enters the fog will lose contact. 】

[Hint: Three tricksters have entered the fog and lost contact.] 】

[Reward 2000W, enter the ghost fog to investigate the situation, if you can love to solve the ghost fog, you can get a 100 million bonus.] 】

Under the bounty, there is a small video.

The video was taken by a drone.

An urban area was shrouded in white mist, and the outlines of some buildings could be seen in the shadows.

Other than that, you can't see anything else.

It was as if a dead city was shrouded in this white mist.

"Is the ghost fog weird?".

Looking at this video, Wu Jian thought about it, raised his hand, and covered his right eye.

When he only uses the time of his left eye to see things, he can see things that he would not normally see.

He wanted to see if he could see some clues from this video through his left eye.

Move your gaze and put it on the video again.

In the perspective of the left eye.

In this white fog, a terrifying change has taken place.

He saw terrible faces rolling in the mist.

As his gaze lingered on the people's faces, these faces stopped surging one after another, and all cast their hollow eyes in the direction of Wu Jian.

"Help me!".

"Help me!".

"Help me!".

A terrible howl sounded in his ears, and Wu's brain hurt.

A cold mist began to appear out of thin air, gradually making his room cold and damp.

"Through eye contact, the ghost mist actually invaded me?".

Feeling the changes in the room, Wu Jian frowned, and the pointer in his left eye jumped slightly.

When!

The death knell rings in my head.

The Ghost of Time expands like lightning, enveloping the mist.

The strange power of frozen time erupted, and these gloomy mist were bound in place.

"It's similar to a ghost snake, but the strength is very low, it shouldn't be a pure ghost snake, but some kind of derivative power. "

Through the Ghost of Time, he found that although these mist contained strange powers, the concentration of power was very weak.

Unable to inflict the slightest effect on his body at all.

"But it can be used as a medium. "

Picking up the broken sword on the bedside table, Wu Jian felt the cold mist frozen by the ghost of time.

He tightened his grip on the hilt of the broken sword and pulled it out.

"I see ......

".

The pupils contracted, and an old incense burner appeared in Wu Jian's perspective.

This incense burner was covered with a large amount of

patina, and clouds of white smoke emerged from the incense burner, spreading and eventually forming a large amount of white mist.

"Die. "

Turn your wrist and stab your sword forward.

A sharp and terrifying force erupted from the broken sword.

Almost at the same time.

Wu Jian saw that a crack suddenly appeared in the incense burner.

A black liquid like oil poured out of the cracks, quickly covering the ground.

In liquids.

Human hands reached out of it, and these hands scratched at the air, and then shuddered.

Cracks opened in the palms of all people's hands, and eyeballs crowded together appeared densely in the gaps.

Whew!

The wind is blowing.

Broke through the ghost of time, and completely blew away the much thinner ghost fog.

As the ghost mist disappeared, the image in Wu Jian's eyes disappeared at the same time.

But Wu Jian could feel that he had been locked by a gaze full of malice at this time.

This lockdown made him feel a tingling in his scalp.

"You know how to die. 】

[It's not good for you to provoke anyone, you have to provoke that guy. 】

You said you controlled the time trick and controlled the broken sword?].

[That's fine.] 】

[It's not you who should be afraid, but the guy who is eyeing you. 】

He doesn't know what kind of monster he's provoking. 】

Blood-colored light and shadow lit up on the screen, and the pitch-black words seemed like burning flames.

Wu Jian looked at the hint that was obviously a strange era.

The face is not very good-looking.

"How do you act like I'm the villain? I'm a human being, and the other party is a trick. "

[It's good if you're happy.] 】

The black text faded away.

Wu Jian put down his phone.

"Targeted? It should be the so-called ghost fog, maybe I should consider looking for the source of this guy. "

The source of the ghost mist was an incense burner, which had just been injured by himself with a broken sword, which produced another change.

The

black liquid that comes out of the incense burner is something that resembles blood.

The palm that sticks out of it has the means to lock on to the target from a distance.

Wu Jian didn't

know what his specific attack method was, but he didn't want to wait until he hit the door before he could deal with it.

The

first strike is the best way to solve the problem.

"And make some money by the way. "

Thinking of his shriveled wallet, Wu Jian suddenly became motivated.

And Yangcheng is only a half-day drive from his city.

It wasn't very cumbersome in the past either.

"Then let's go. "

Stand up and retract the broken sword into its holster.

Wu Jian got up and left the room.