Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

It's a heavy bronze medal.

The color is slightly dull, but the texture is very solid.

In the hand, it was cold and heavy.

On both sides of the bronze medal, there are several words.

On the front is the word shopkeeper.

On the back, there are four big characters written on the silver number of heaven and earth.

Holding this bronze medal.

Wu Jian had an inexplicable feeling.

He felt some kind of strange connection between himself and the ghost bank.

He was given many privileges in the bank.

He was able to make some kind of change in the bank.

At the same time, he also needs to take on some related responsibilities.

It is the responsibility of the treasurer of the ghost money bank.

Bang!

The gate of the money bank was closed, and the interior was cold and rising.

It was the manifestation of the strange power of the ghost money village, and with the manifestation of this power.

The abacus behind the counter of the ghost money village suddenly crackled and jumped automatically.

It took about five minutes for this beating to stop.

Then a thick ledger emerges from the counter.

This ledger is about three fingers thick and has a black epidermis.

On one side, there are two large, twisted blood-red letters written on it.

Books.

Looking at these two words, Wu Jian naturally understood the meaning of these two ledgers.

"Ledger?"

Wu Jian walked to the counter and picked up the thick ledger.

He still remembered the former shopkeeper he had beheaded.

He was a little curious about how this old man was doing now.

His body is still here.

"Gone?"

When I poked my head out, I saw an empty place.

Behind the counter, there was no headless corpse as Wu Jian imagined.

It's not just that there are no bodies.

Not even a trace of blood was left here.

It felt as if there had never been a shopkeeper behind the counter.

"Was it absorbed by this bank?"

Most of the weird buildings have the special ability to absorb weirdness.

They are able to absorb the strange pieces of the puzzle and become their own bricks, making their existence more stable.

At this point.

The ghost ship is like this, the trick train is like this, and the ghost money village is like this.

If there is no strong enough force to suppress the existence of these horrors, it will be at the mercy of it.

These big guys are all terrifying beings beyond imagination.

Thinking of this, Wu Jian shook his head.

Picked up the ledger on the counter.

As his hand made contact with the ledger, an exceptionally cold aura was injected into his body.

Then, the illusion was created.

A huge scale, weighing the stars and destiny.

The gold, silver and jewels that fill the heavens and the earth contain a lot of white bones inside.

Greedy eyes are all over the universe, and the big mouth full of gold teeth is constantly drooling.

"Wealth!"

"Time!"

"Life!"

"Luck!"

A disgusting cry resounded through the universe.

The consciousness full of greed and selfishness seemed to turn into a wriggling tentacle, entwining around Wu Jian's heart.

Everything can be traded.

Everything has value.

The pollution of consciousness continued to rise, and Wu Jian's expression gradually changed.

Cling.

Hideous.

Twist.

In the end, it became indifferent and indifferent.

Hiss!

The finger holding the ledger was holding the green smoke.

Countless terrifying and distorted lines rolled endlessly in Wu Jian's palm, forming a mysterious article like a book from heaven.

The power of the trickster was activated to an incredible height at this moment.

"The puzzle of the book... ～..."

Palm open, air twisted slightly.

The weird leather book and the primordial spell skin appeared out of thin air in Wu Jian's empty hand.

He held the two skins and books of the same material in one hand, and held the account book of the ghost money bank with the other hand.

Hiss!

The power of the trickster's burst distorted the ledger of the ghost money bank, and gradually transformed it into a book made of the same material as the weird leather book.

This book.

Thicker than the Spooky Leather Book.

This book.

Like the weird leather book, there is no text.

This book.

There is also some kind of unspeakable supernatural!

"Hey!"

With one hand, he grabbed the leather book of the ledger transformation, and with the other hand, he grabbed the other leather book and the original spell skin.

Wu Jian put his hands together violently, making the two books "close".

Goo!

Goo!

An eerie creep sounded.

Two books and a skin began to wriggle at the same time.

An indescribably strong and cold aura erupted.

Let the entire ghost money village shake.

At the same time.

in the outside world.

The recruitment forms scattered by the ghost money bank have also begun to show terrifying changes.

Hiss!

The words on the form were like wounds, and red blood was constantly flowing out.

The blood exudes a cold aura of deep coldness, constantly eroding everything around it.

The first to bear the brunt are the ordinary people who have obtained these forms.

They looked at these terrible forms that could not be thrown away and torn, and their faces showed expressions of horror and collapse.

"Woo woo! Don't! Don't! Don't bleed anymore! I'm so scared!"

"What the hell is this, why is this happening, the onboarding task above is still a few days away!"

"Ahh

"Give me, give me, give it all!"

"Son, run, Daddy can't control it!"

"You said you love me~ Then give me everything you have~" (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The blood containing supernatural powers clings viscously to these people who have been chosen by the table.

Streams of gloomy and cold breath were constantly injected into their bodies, changing their spirits and distorting their cognitions.

Terrible and twisted greed is constantly springing up from the bottom of their hearts.

The predatory mood was surging, and they opened their red eyes and looked at their relatives and friends.

Confusion arose.

Under the strange power, these infected humans can no longer be considered human.

recklessly used all the tools at hand to kill his original relatives.

Their terrifying actions caused their relatives to scream in fear.

Time.

There has been a great deal of violence in several cities, and the police offices in major cities have begun to get busy.

They struck out as fast as they could, trying to contain the strangely corrupted people.

But with little success.

Because under the influence of strange powers, the prospective employees of these ghost money banks have gained terrifying powers similar to those of tricksters.

They ignore pain, they ignore injuries, they ignore weakness, they lose their humanity.

They became beasts who only knew how to plunder, and gave their lives, time, and everything they had stolen to the money bank on the other side.

The money bank that hides a gap and is shaking.

Click!

The sound of an explosion sounded.

A huge crack cracked in the walls of the Ghost Money Village.

But it's just drinking to quench your thirst.

Because of the source of the collapse of the ghost money village, the ghost money village has no way to solve it.

He can only use his own rules, constantly plundering the lives of reality to replenish himself, to repair the earth-shaking and terrible changes inside.

Creak!

It's like an insect chirping, like a rat's call.

A large amount of black liquid suddenly overflowed from the two pieces of books in Wu Jian's hand.

Isolate the two books.

The liquid was viscous, watery and glue-like, emitting an indescribable filth and releasing a disgusting gloom.

Puff puff!

A series of explosions burst huge bubbles in the liquid, and large fangs with yellow-green lips emerged from them, emitting bursts of high-pitched screams.

It seems to be laughing but not laughing, and it seems to cry but not crying.

A strange sound like an insect chirping was mixed with the cry.

Continuous erosion in the direction of Wu Jian.

".filthy ......"

Looking at these terrible mouths coldly, a trace of disgust flashed in Wu Jian's eyes.

With a twist of his hand, he grabbed the two books.

With the other hand, he grabbed the Wuzu mask around his waist and put it on his face.

Call!

Dusky flames erupted from him almost as soon as he put on his mask.

A pillar of fire was formed that rose into the sky, directly opening a huge hole in the roof of the ghost money village.

A terrifying, numbing consciousness descended from an unpredictable space.

Fell directly into Wu Jian's body.

The next second.

This numb consciousness seems to have acquired some kind of spirituality.

Suddenly revived in Wu Jian's body.

The dim flame suddenly brightened, turning into a blinding and terrifying golden yellow.

At this moment.

Wu Jian seems to have become the sun.

"Net!"

He opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of cold and white inflames.

Wu Jian lightly touched the black liquid with a finger.

The rules of the treacherous flame instantly acted on this mass of liquid.

Hiss!

It was like a tiny drop of water that landed on a large piece of red-hot steel.

The black liquid evaporated into a rising plume of green smoke.

"...... Together"

The hands burning with golden flames gripped the ledger and leather book again, as well as the primordial spell skin.

The power of the trickster exploded, and the strange rules of kneading began to work

The three gradually merge into one.

With the fusion of the three, the treacherous flames on Wu Jian's body are also spreading, gradually enveloping the entire ghost money village.

Under the scorching heat of the treacherous flames.

A thin black mist continued to rise in the ghost money village.

Evaporated, purified.

The old money village is still old, but it has an inexplicable more quaint and mysterious solemnity.

Some subtle structural adjustments have gradually changed the entire money bank into another look.

And at this time.

The leather book, ledger and original spell skin have also been fused.

A heavy book book appeared in Wu Jian's hand.

The flame retracted suddenly.

The spirituality of the advent dissipates quickly.

Wu Jian casually took off the Wuzu mask on his face and hung it on his waist.

He looked up at the newly renovated Ghost Money Village.

The indifference on his face slowly receded.

A touch of confusion and confusion fell on his face.

"Again?"

Feeling the sudden increase in the body of the strange flames, as well as the unfamiliar book book in his hand.

The people of Wu are numb.

He remembered that when he touched the ledger of the ghost money bank, he lost his consciousness as if he had lost the illusion of this ledger.

When he woke up again.

He noticed that things seemed to have changed in some way that was inexplicable.

"The book of life and death?"

Wu Jian looked at the heavy ledger in his hand, and then turned his head to look at the location of the middle hall of the money village.

Over there.

A brand new plaque has appeared.

The plaque reads four large characters.

Heaven and Earth Silver.