Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

Ghost Prison Wu Jian!

Just hearing this title shocked the two newcomers.

The code name of the headquarters is not for nothing.

Under normal circumstances, it will combine the supernatural power controlled by the treacherous master to give a related answer.

For example, Zhao Tiejun at the headquarters, his codename is Half Corpse.

The strangeness he controls is half a strange corpse, which possesses a very terrifying supernatural power, and can suppress most of the strangeness with only half a body.

The strength is very powerful.

And this Wu Jian actually has the title of ghost prison.

This is outrageous.

ghost prison.

Ghost prison.

Is this Wu Jian's ability imprisoned strangely?

It's outrageous too!

"Captain Guo, are you familiar with that Wu Jian?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"We only met once, he saved me, Captain Lu Ziyang and Captain Pei Xiao.

hiss.....

The middle-aged man and the famous woman gasped at the same time.

Lu Ziyang and Pei Xiao are veteran captains of the headquarters.

The strength is extremely strong.

They were so powerful, but they were rescued by this Wu Jian at the same time.

One can imagine.

What a desperate plight they were in.

How terrifying is this Wu Jian.

"Is this Wu Jian still human?"

The famous woman couldn't help muttering to herself.

"Well...does he have a girlfriend?"

As if thinking of something, the famous woman asked suddenly.

Gently sweeping this guy's heavily made-up face, Guo Tianhao said indifferently with a look of indifference.

"You can't... it's too far away.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe that Wu Jian will understand the charm of women after seeing me?"

The famous women's doubles "Six Nine Seven" folded their arms and looked confident.

"hehe.

Guo Tianhao smiled and didn't bother to care about this stuff.

This guy is old and ugly, but he thinks it's pretty.

She doesn't understand at all.

Wu Jian was not something someone like her could cling to.

At the moment, in the second carriage.

Wu Jian was flipping through an old map.

The map is yellowed as a whole, the corners have been cracked, and there is a bloody railroad line on the blurred map screen.

On the route of the railway tracks, there are weird and grotesque station patterns.

A spooky casino surrounded by neon lights.

A ferris wheel stained with blood.

A great wasteland full of grave mounds.

A weird hotel shrouded in darkness.

An old village filled with mist.

This is the route map of the treacherous train of Huangquan.

The Yellow Spring, which walks in the gap, will stop in some supernatural places, carry some strange things, and go to some other terrifying places.

Wu Jian didn't know the purpose of these weird car movements, and he didn't bother to care.

He didn't come to play on the Weird train, he came to imprison Weird.

"Next stop, the cemetery."

The finger moved on the road map, and finally stopped on the graphic of the wasteland with countless graves.

Wu Jian remembered the old man he had fought against when he obtained the good and bad dice.

He is a very terrifying spooky creature with the power to bury supernatural beings.

Wu Jian and He once fought against each other in the air.

Understand the rules He controls.

Wu Jian felt that he should be able to be imprisoned.

"Peng Lei, I need to sleep for a while, call me when I get to the cemetery."

Putting down the road map, the room said to Peng Yong who was standing by his side for a while.

"good."

Peng Lei, who was like a wooden stake, nodded stiffly, and stood still without saying a word.

Close your eyes.

Wu Jian's consciousness gradually sank into a dream.

In this empty land representing consciousness, he found some changes.

He saw countless densely packed distorted words on the chains all over the void.

These words rippling in the void with strange fluctuations.

And in countless cages.

Then there are a lot of strange things.

Although most of these weirdos are weak and incomplete.

However, Wu Jian could feel that these strange beings were being imprisoned, and the provider was injecting a cold force into the cage and chains, and finally gathered on him.

"The more you are imprisoned, the better you will be.

Slightly closing his eyes to feel this powerful feeling, Wu Jian's face was intoxicated.

The strange detention gave him an indescribable intoxication and satisfaction.

It was a joy from the soul.

"boss....…"

"boss......"

"Here we go, boss!"

In the dimness, Wu Jian heard Peng Lei's voice faintly coming.

He had a thought.

Quickly wake up from the dream.

"I see."

Opening his eyes, looking at Peng Lei's indifferent face, Wu Jian stood up.

Through the car window, he saw a decayed and dilapidated platform outside. Outside the platform, there was an endless wasteland covered with bulging graves.

"Boss, this cemetery is terrifying. There are many ancient monsters sleeping in it. Some of them are buried in the graveyard, and some of them have broken free from the graveyard and become revived monsters. You'd better not go there to compare good."

Peng Lei looked at the cemetery outside the window and reminded him.

"Huh? Do you know anything about this cemetery?"

After hearing his words, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows and asked.

He only knew that there was a strange old man hidden in this cemetery that could be buried.

As for other information, he did not know anything.

"There are some, during the period when I was a conductor in the third car, my humanity occasionally recovered, and I observed the strange places along the way at that time."

Although Peng Lei looks rough, but his heart is very delicate.

He recalled it slightly, and gave Hao Jian the information he knew.

"There are countless strange things buried in this cemetery, but due to some unknown changes, those buried strange things have awakened from the silence, left this cemetery, and become wandering horrors."

"This change seems to be related to the tombstones in the cemetery."

"It seems that something destroyed the tombstone in the cemetery, so that these weirdnesses jumped out of the cemetery.

"Boss, that's all I can remember."

"Um."

After listening to Peng Lei's information, Wu Jian rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"The cemetery, the tombstone, some forbidden place where the strange is held? Was it created by the ancient master of the strange?"

Wu Jian, the ancient trick master's technique, never underestimated it.

They were able to successfully control the weirdness and develop a series of supernatural means in the ancient period when the weirdness was rampant.

In this regard, Wu Jian admired them very much.

Unfortunately.

No matter how strong a treacherous master is, it is difficult to resist the erosion of time, coupled with the effect of the strange force called era change.

Let all the ancient inheritance be cut off, leaving only some sporadic inheritance hidden in the gaps.

"I see."

Standing up, Wu Jian nodded to Peng Lei, ready to leave.

"Boss, this cemetery is very dangerous, let me go there with you."

Peng Lei turned around awkwardly and followed.

"No, you just take care of the Huangquan, and I'll take care of the rest."

Wu Jian shook his head and refused Peng Lei's help.

He is alone, no matter what kind of danger he encounters, even if he can't beat him, he can still escape.

But if you bring Peng Lei, that's not necessarily the case.

Although Peng Lei was the top treacherous master in the Republic of China period.

But compared to him, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Controlled time and space.

He took the elixir again.

The current him, his strength can no longer be described as a simple trick master.

If you have to say what level his strength is.

Wu Jian felt that he could already rival some lesser gods in myths and legends.

In the face of general weirdness, he can kill with a blast.

Even if it is very strange, he can also be imprisoned.

Unless you face the level of weirdness of the ninety-nine disasters.

Otherwise, the general weirdness would not bother him at all.

"As ordered."

After a moment of silence, Peng Lei retreated.

He already understood what Wu Jian meant.

"Keep an eye on the trick train, I'll be back soon."

After waving his hand, Wu Jian got off the carriage, and his figure slowly disappeared on the platform.

Desolate and cold.

Wu Jian, who got off the treacherous train, felt a slight fluctuation in the surrounding space.

The platform around me has disappeared.

He knew that he was out of the scope of the train's supernatural influence.

Really came to the area of ​​​​the cemetery.

He could feel the spiritual oppressive power that was ubiquitous in this cemetery.

If it were the same as before, the strangeness on his body is relatively weak, and I am afraid that it has already begun to fall silent.

But after taking the elixir.

The spirit in his body has been connected and turned into a whole.

Unless the suppression of spirituality can suppress all the strangeness that he controls, otherwise this kind of suppression of spirituality can at most make him feel uncomfortable.

But it couldn't affect his spirituality.

Da da da...………

The ghost leather boots stepped on the ground and inspired the rules of killing.

This rule works against the ghosts of the graveyard.

It made the surrounding spirits much weaker.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

After the ghost subsided, Wu Jian heard low-pitched cries in the air.

At the same time, there is also a smell of burning incense candles...

It feels like someone is mourning for their dead relatives in this cemetery.

But in this magical place.

How could there be any living people?

"Is it weird?"

Wu Jian felt the coldness that began to rise nearby with the sound.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

This cemetery is indeed very evil.

As soon as he stepped in, he attracted strange attention in this cemetery.

"Ugh...!"

A louder voice came, and Wu Jian's cold and strange aura got closer to him.

A smell like a rotting corpse came from behind him.

Smelling this smell, the room frowned and shook his head.

Shaking his head, a strange supernatural phenomenon appeared.

With this he shook his head.

The wailing voice became weaker, Wu Jian didn't stop, and shook his head again.

The wailing voice has become so small that it cannot be detected.

Wu Jian continued to shake his head.

Plop!

The sound of a body hitting the ground sounded.

Wu Jian turned his head.

He saw a man in sackcloth and filial piety lying on the ground, falling into dead silence.

He is a weirdo.

Cry grave ghost.

It was He who cried out and wanted to kill Wu Jian just now.

It's a pity that Wu Jian's own spirituality is too powerful.

The two supernatural attacks that He cried couldn't do any harm to Wu Jian at all.

Instead, he himself was attacked by Wu Jian's head-shaking killing spirit.

In the end, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell into a state of silence.

"First."

Looking at this weirdness, Wu Jian's left eye jumped out of the weird dial of time.

Time is absorbed, and the trick gourd is imprisoned.

A series of skilled operations.

The grave-crying ghost was eaten up and wiped clean, and turned into five-dollar wine.

"not bad."

Shaking the Tricky Gourd, the room continued to walk towards the cemetery.

The area he was in just now was just the periphery of the cemetery.

That grave-crying ghost is also just a little minion.

To deal with such a guy, the room doesn't even need to use the broken sword and time flow that he often uses.

You can easily suppress him just by shaking your head.

Da da da!

The footsteps of the ghost leather boots did not stop, and they continued to fight against the spiritual suppression of the cemetery.

At this time, Wu Jian had come to the nearest few graves.

He found that there should have been a tombstone in front of these tombs, but at this time there was only a flat piece of ground where the monument was erected.

The tombstone on the ground has disappeared.

In the direction facing the tombstone.

A big hole was dug out on one side of the tomb bag, through which one could see a broken coffin inside the tomb bag, and there was nothing in the coffin.

The things inside don't know when they have run away.

Looking at the grave that had obviously been opened for a long time, Wu Jian raised his eyes and looked 4.7 into the distance.

There are countless grave bags there.

Without exception, all of these grave bags have no tombstones.

Dark caverns protrude from the tomb.

It's easy to guess that these weird things buried in the graves have already escaped.

"What period exactly happened? Who let them out?"

This scene made Wu Jian frown, it was too abnormal.

If it is said that through the supernatural confrontation, Wei Wei smashed the tombstone outside the grave bag and ran out of the grave bag with his own strength.

Wu Jian can understand.

After all, Wei Yi has the instinct to escape from the ban. He used his own power to wipe out the ghosts of the tombstones that suppressed them and escape from birth. That is a normal operation.

But the current situation is obviously not that Weird broke free from the blockade of the cemetery by himself, but that someone stole the tombstone that suppressed them, which made them escape from the suppression. freed.

There is definitely a culprit behind this.

"bury....……"

A low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the thinking in the room.

He saw a hunchbacked old figure walking towards him step by step, holding a shovel.

This old man is none other than the weird old man he saw from the perspective of the dice.

It's just that it's different from that time, the old man has an extra piece of equipment in his hand.

A dull, pointed shovel with black clods.

With the shovel in hand, the supernatural power of the old man soared several times.

Wu Jian could feel a damp earthy smell being continuously introduced into his olfactory system with the appearance of the old man.

"It's coming soon."

Feeling the supernatural power of the old man, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

He felt no threat from this old man.

He is already very weak to him. .