Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"This is what Ghost Money Village really looks like?"

At the same time as seeing this plaque, Wu Jian had such an idea.

At the same time, he also felt that his connection with Ghost Money Village had changed drastically.

If he had just obtained the identity of the acting shopkeeper, he would only have 10% of the connection with this ghost money village that had changed his name to become the Heaven and Earth Silver Number.

Now he is 90% connected to the Heaven and Earth Silver.

As for why not 100%.

Wu Jian felt that this money bank was still missing an important piece of the puzzle.

So much so that this heaven and earth silver trumpet is incomplete.

It is not possible to achieve 100% contact and domination.

"What just happened?"

This kind of sudden strengthening after losing consciousness was something he experienced once when he was in a mental hospital.

At that time, he was unconscious because of the supernatural control of the trickster's magic.

By the time he was sober, he had unconsciously solved everything.

This time, too.

"It seems that this kind of thing happens when I control some particularly powerful weirdness, is it because of my physique?"

Wu Jian rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

【Hum!】

[Congratulations, you have become the treasurer of the silver number of heaven and earth. 】

[You really can, you can even do such an outrageous thing. 】

[The Heaven and Earth Silver Trumpet is a terrifying building in ancient times, it has been covered with dust for a long time, but today it has been washed by you 483 brushes. 】

[This is not a good thing. 】

[After all, not all tricks want to pay back.] 】

[They hope that the silver trumpet of heaven and earth will sink forever in the dust of history.] 】

[And you, as the great treasurer of the silver number of heaven and earth, will become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of many strange things. 】

[Eat something good, maybe you won't be able to eat tomorrow.] 】

"Falk Squid ......"

Comparing his middle finger to his mobile phone, Wu Jian picked up the account book of life and death.

On the cover of this ledger, there are the same lines as the original spell skin.

Stretching out his hand and gently brushing these lines, Wu Jian had a realization in his heart.

He could use this ledger to perform rituals on any being whose name was left on the ledger.

It doesn't matter if it's a human, a trickster, or a weird.

As long as they exist, they can't escape the lock of this book of life and death.

There is only one solution to this problem.

That is, he came to the Heaven and Earth Silver Account and returned the money he owed, so that he could tick off his name in the account book of life and death.

"Good guy, it's better to call it the Book of Life and Death, the Death Note belongs to yes. "

Knowing the effect of the ability of the life and death account book, Wu Jian couldn't help but have a certain black notebook in his mind.

It's just different from that murder notebook.

His book of life and death, whether you are a human or a ghost, just leave your name on it.

will all be affected by the rituals of Wu Jian.

Swish!

Flipping through the ledger, a string of words popped up.

[***: 9,999,999 yen in arrears]

[***: 8,888,888 yuan in arrears]

[***: 7,777,777 yuan in arrears]

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

[***: Arrears: 1,111,111 yen]

？？？

Look at this page full of sensational arrears, and the vague names in front of the arrears that are not clearly visible at all.

Wu Jian was numb.

He never expected that the name of the debtor could not be displayed in the life and death account book.

"What kind of monsters are on this first page?"

Although he couldn't see the names, Wu Jian could feel that these vague names contained terrifying supernatural powers through the account book of life and death.

If he really dared to use the ritual on these guys, I am afraid that it would not be the other side who would be unlucky, but himself.

“...... Sure enough, am I still too weak? I am obviously a creditor, but I don't dare to ask for the account, which is really a wretch. "

Frowning, Wu Jian sighed and turned the second page.

On this page, the debts owed by the target are much smaller, basically less than 500,000 coins. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But their names are also vague and not very clear.

"!"

Flip again.

This time, Wu Jian can finally see the name of the debtor.

[Hanging: 85,200 yuan in arrears. 】

[Logging trick: 73,000 and 5 yuan in arrears. 】

[Labyrinth: 52,200 yuan in arrears. 】

[Ghost Paper Man: Twenty thousand and five hundred yuan in arrears. 】

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

[More treacherous: 12,230 yuan in arrears. 】

The highest is 80,000, and the lowest is in the early 10,000s.

Wu Jian didn't know that the book of life and death manifested the strange name of this level.

He guessed wrong in the estimation of the book of life and death, and the weirdness he could deal with was probably only this level.

Fingers lightly swiped over these eerie names.

Wu Jian's eyes seemed to reflect a series of eerie and terrifying figures, they wandered between reality and gaps.

These names are mediums.

Feeling these gloomy figures, Wu Jian's eyes lit up.

With this ledger in hand, he could use various rituals to weaken or capture the weirdness.

He can also use the same means to attack these guys with no regard for distance.

The slash of a broken sword will die.

The terrifying grip of the hands.

Both of these weirdness can kill targets through the medium, regardless of distance.

"Try it?"

Wu Jian glanced at these names and set his eyes on the last one who was even more treacherous.

He is the one with the least bounty on this page.

It should also be the weakest one on this page.

Persimmon pick soft pinch.

He was going to use this unlucky bastard to test the effect of the book of life and death.

Fingers make contact with the name.

Wu Jian felt that he had a deep connection with the book of life and death.

With this connection, his perspective seems to be stretched, and he appears directly on a dark street.

On both sides of this street are houses in the ancient style.

In the middle of the street, an old man with a rickety, loose-skinned and wrinkled face was bent over and walking slowly down the street.

In the old man's right hand he carried a white lantern and a bronze gong with a patina.

In His left hand, he holds a gong hammer.

The lantern light was not lit, and it could only illuminate a few meters around the old man.

In the darkness outside the light, there seemed to be something invisible surging, and it was full of strange and grotesque smells.

Walk down this shady street.

The old man's expression did not change at all, and he still walked forward slowly step by step.

Duang！

About halfway down the street, He finally stopped and struck the gong hard.

The heavy sound of gongs spreads.

An invisible cold force rippled out, making the surrounding darkness seem to be frightened. Sudden spread.

Almost at the same time as the darkness spreads.

A sword light suddenly appeared, sweeping directly across the neck of the treacherous fighter.

An old head fell directly to the ground and rolled out a long way.