Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

A trace of shock flashed across his face. Chen Yishu didn't expect Wu Jian's perception to be so sensitive. He was at the location where the mysterious statue was sealed. It was five hundred meters deep into the ground. And there were many more. Layers of bans and isolation facilities. Even if Wei Wei does not enter the spiritual influence range of the statue, he cannot sense the breath of the statue. But Wu Jian can feel the exact position of the statue.

"What ability did he use to discover the statue?" A question arose in his mind, but Chen Yishu didn't change his expression much on the surface. It is the basic skill of a person of his level to show his emotions and anger. Even if there is a huge wave in the heart. They also don't lose emote management.

"It can't be said to be a trouble, but a very good inheritance. This inheritance can be shown to you, but it cannot be given to you. I hope you can understand." Chen Yishu thought for a while and said. Now that Wu Jian has discovered the aura of the idol, there is no point in hiding it. It's better to be open and honest. Just let him know that the idol is an irredeemable reward. certainly. If Wu Jian wants to grab hard. Chen Yishu had no choice. According to the information he knows. The power Wu Jian possessed now was unmatched by anyone. Facing such a humanoid nuclear weapon. There seems to be no other choice but to compromise.

"Well, yes." Wu Jian nodded, his eyes still observing the floor under his feet, his expression slightly serious. in his perception. This weirdness hidden underground is very terrifying. Although this strange breath is in a state of silence. But this silence is not very stable. There is a possibility of an explosion at any time.

"Follow me." Following Chen Yishu, he walked into an elevator and went through several authentications. The elevator gradually started to run.

"Professor Chen, can you tell me what that thing down there is?" Wu Jian asked suddenly after looking at the jumping numbers on the elevator.

"That's a statue, a broken statue." Chen Yishu put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, his gaze deep.

"We excavated him from a large ancient temple, and according to various traces in the temple, he should be a statue of a plague god.

"Plague God?" Wu Jian frowned slightly, and Wu Jian stopped talking. See him no longer ask questions. Chen Yishu didn't continue to say anything. It took about three minutes. The elevator stopped. Wu Jian and Chen Yishu got off the elevator. In front of them appeared an old wooden door covered with strange seals of the word town.

"For the next part of the road, we can only walk over it. The killing radiation range of the God of Plague God Statue is 50 meters. It is absolutely not allowed to enter this range. Putting your hand on the handle, Chen Yishu warned seriously.

"En." Wu Jian nodded. Creak! The old wooden door was pushed open. A cold air mixed with rotten breath gushed out from it. Chen Yishu, who was the first to bear the brunt, turned pale and his breath became a little weak. Wu Jian behind him acted like a normal person, without any reaction. This kind of aura mixed with spirituality is fatal to ordinary people. But for him. This is a cool breeze with a taste. Walking into the wooden door, Chen Yishu picked up an oil lamp behind the door and lit it with a match. A dim yellow light shone on the oil lamp. Wu Jian raised his eyebrows. He is very familiar with the fire in this oil lamp, it is just dim. Although the style of this oil lamp is somewhat different from the lantern on the ghost ship on the other side. But the effect should be the same. It can illuminate the darkness that contains weirdness, and dispel the surrounding ghosts.

"I'm not in good health, so I can't hold this oil lamp for too long. You can carry the lamp." Chen Yishu, who was holding the oil lamp, had a look of pain on his face, and turned around and handed the oil lamp to Wu Jian. This oil lamp, like the lantern on the ghost ship, will eat away at the lives of the living. Although Chen Yishu possessed some supernatural powers, he was not a pure master of ghosts, and using oil lamps was too much of a burden for him.

"Yeah." There was no rejection. Wu Jian stretched out his hand and lifted the lantern. Huh! In Chen Yishu's hand, only a soybean-sized flaming oil lamp was lit. In Wu Jian's hand, it exploded directly into a flaming torch. The light released completely illuminates the passage ahead. The strong contrast made the corner of Chen Yishu's mouth twitch. It's not like he hasn't seen other trick masters use oil lamps. But a trick master like Wu Jian made this oil lamp emit such a degree of light. He has never seen it. He didn't know that burning the oil lamp to such an extent was the limit of the oil lamp. But it was not Wu Jian's limit. If Wu Jian is allowed to release the sly flames by himself. He can release even more terrifying light and flames.

"Let's go." Chen Yishu adjusted his mood and continued to lead the way. Following some rough stairs, the two descended nearly a hundred meters. further down. The cold and rotten atmosphere contained in the air is getting stronger. But under the action of the torch oil lamp in Wu Jian's hand. These cold and rotten breaths couldn't get close to the two of them. This sense of security that I never had before. Chen Yishu's mentality gradually changed.

"Here we are." Soon the two descended to the bottom of the stairs and came to the entrance of a cave that was blocked by a thick cage. Inside the cave. A huge coffin was placed there. Around the coffin, there were several corpses dressed in modern clothing, kneeling around the coffin.

"If you look directly at it, you will die, if you look at it, you will die, if you worship it, you will die... This is the god statue's rules of killing. As long as you enter within 50 meters of this coffin, you will be attacked by this god statue, whether it is a person or a ghost." Chen Yishu pointed out He pointed to a cordon drawn up inside the cage and said.

"The so-called looking straight, do we have to see the body of the god statue in the coffin?" Wu Jian glanced at the huge coffin, and the strange dial of time flashed in his left eye. He saw, neither the coffin nor the idol inside. There are strange torches of time burning. They are all weird. These two are weird and manipulated by some means. Entered a state of supernatural confrontation. Both of them fell into a kind of silence. But in Wu Jian's eyes. The spirit of this coffin is obviously not a match for the statue. Now it has entered a precarious state of collapse. I'm afraid it won't take too long, it will be completely annexed by the spirit of the god statue, and eventually become a puzzle of the god statue.

"This coffin won't last long." Wu Jian said calmly, holding an oil lamp.

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Chen Yishu's body shook and he asked in a deep voice.

"The coffin is a means to seal the god statue, but the spiritual balance between the coffin and the god statue is broken, and the coffin will be completely eroded by the god statue in a short time, and the weirdness of the god statue will recover by then." Wu Jian said calmly. Integrating his own strange flames into the oil lamp. Feel the supernatural state of this area through the perception of strange inflammation. He found that the spiritual atmosphere of this place was quite complicated. It seems to have stayed in a lot of weird looks. Their remnants of ghosts constantly stimulated the statues in the coffin. Keep his spirit in a restless state.

"What kind of fairy operation is this?" Feeling this, Wu Jian frowned. Without these messy and weird stimuli. The degree of recovery of this idol will definitely not be as high as it is now. The coffin that sealed him should have lasted longer. But there aren't that many shoulds and ifs in the world. Now the balance between the statue and the coffin has been disturbed.

Can you solve it?" Chen Yishu was silent for a moment, and his eyes flashed with surprise. In fact, he was also aware of the changes in the statue. But he couldn't understand the relationship between the statue and the coffin like Wu Jian. Now, after hearing what Wu Jian said, the conjecture in his heart was instantly confirmed.

"Yes, but if I come to solve it, the idol will belong to me." Wu Jian said flatly. The best way to deal with this idol is to use his physique to directly imprison this idol. In this way, he can obtain the power of the idol, and the Archaeological Bureau does not have to worry that the idol will violently kill people. certainly. In addition to imprisoning him, he can also use his own spirit to strengthen the spirit of the coffin, so that the coffin can once again enter the terrifying balance of spirit collision with the god statue. But this approach is not stable. A little interference will break the balance. The most important thing is that doing so will not do him any good. Chen Yishu frowned and fell silent. Wu Jian didn't bother him. He knew that this idol should be of great significance to the Archaeological Bureau.

"Hiss...well, as long as you can get rid of this idol, it will be yours! After half an hour, Chen Yishu took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. Now he can't control himself anymore. expression.

"You won't regret this choice." Wu Jian nodded calmly, and handed the oil lamp to Chen Yishu.

"Hurry up and evacuate the people nearby. I will do something to this statue in an hour. I can infuse this oil lamp with spiritual energy, so it won't erode you anymore."

"Good!" Chen Yishu was also a straightforward person. He picked up the oil lamp and left here quickly. With the departure of the oil lamp, the surroundings began to be shrouded in darkness. A strong cold and disgusting rancid smell wafted here. Huh! The dim yellow flames ignited from the palm of his hand, illuminating the surroundings again. Wu Jian stood there without moving, waiting silently. After about an hour, his gaze turned to the coffin inside the cage.

"Almost." One hour is enough for all the personnel in the institute to evacuate. In this way, even if the phenomenon of spiritual spread occurs when he is imprisoning this idol, he can avoid affecting too many people. Wu Jian had already seen it when he came over. The location of this research institute is very remote and there are not many people. He can confidently and boldly display his strength. Phew! The strange flame in the palm suddenly expanded, forming a small sun, releasing supernatural light and heat, and evaporating the cold and rancidity of the underground space. Wu Jian took a step forward. His body passed through the heavy cage like a phantom, and walked into the cave. This is the power of space treachery.

Wu Jian has released the ability of space at this time, allowing himself to enter an untouchable state of nothingness.

The spirit possessed by this statue is not simple.

He has to be careful.

Inside the cave.

The air became darker and colder, and the rotten smell became more intense. A vicious spirit was hidden in these auras, eroding everything around.

Unfortunately, this supernatural power cannot interfere with space.

Wu Jian easily walked to the place where the cordon was pulled up.

in front of him.

Kneeling a man in a suit.

His body was already stiff, and his exposed face and hands were covered with pus-oozing sores.

The rotten sores squirmed, as if something was hidden in them.

'.||Is there something weird about the epidemic?"

Wu Jian remembered what Chen Yishu had said to him.

This idol is a statue of a plague god.

And these corpses also had symptoms of plague.

"I won't encounter another disaster..."

Wu Jian looked at the coffin not far away, did not move forward, but took out his life and death struggle, and opened the pages of the book.

He needs to get some information first.

Tick!

The pointer of time jumps.

The vision of the future appears from the eyes.

Each word was outlined on the paper.

[The statue in the coffin is a piece of the puzzle of the Plague, one of the Ninety-Nine Disasters. 】

[Plague tricks have the ability to spread spiritual plagues. 】

[The killing ability of the plague trick is very simple, infection means death. 】

[The plague infected with the plague will not only make the strange quiet, but also kill the living. 】

[The living dead will become the petri dishes of the plague. 】

[The silent weirdness will become the source of infection for the plague weirdness. 】

[When the god statue recovers, these spreading plagues will break out in an all-round way and continue to spread. 】

[To resolve this crisis, you need to imprison the statue of the source of the plague. 】

[To imprison the statue, you need to use the power of the "Shooting" seal and the Sly Hand to remove the plague fragments from the statue. 】

[Use the trick gourd to collect the fragments. 】

[Then use the power of the sly flames and the sly seal of "refining" to refine this puzzle, and make a special sly pill to devour. When you take it, you need to activate the spiritual reflection in your shards of phagocytosis. 】

[When you are in custody, you need to open the space ghost domain all the way, and block the nearby space (De Nuohao) to prevent the plague ghost from using its own differentiation instinct to escape into the source of infection.

"call…………"

Exhaling a breath, Wu Jian closed his dry left eye.

Because it's just fragments.

The book of life and death very powerfully shows the whole process of detention.

Now he only needs to follow the steps to successfully imprison the plague brittle fragments.

"Is this an easy mode?"

Wu Jian glanced at the coffin in front of him, but didn't make a direct move.

He is waiting for his left eye to fully recover before being imprisoned again.

In this way, even if there is an accident, he can also use the time backtracking of his left eye to adjust the time back to the time before the accident happened.

"Okay."

After resting for ten minutes, the room felt the soreness in his left eye subside.

He opens his palms.

A blood-colored gourd emerged from his palm.

"open!"

The pupil of the right eye shrank, and the space ghost spread like lightning, covering the entire underground space.

Almost at the same time as the space ghosts spread.

Wu Jian felt the plague statue in the coffin, and began to stir crazily

It is clear.

The spirit of space ghosts stimulated him.

With the restlessness of the plague.

Wu Jian felt that the corpses kneeling around the coffin also began to stir.

The spiritual plague hidden in their bodies is like an erupting volcano, constantly overflowing from their bodies.

Then they are fixed on the surface of their bodies by the space ghosts.

This is space suppression by space ghosts.

"Photo!"

Not paying attention to the restlessness of these corpses, Wu Jian held the gourd in his left hand, raised his right hand and made a scratching motion towards the coffin, and stopped drinking.

Sly Hand's spirit was released, and his palm prints were transformed into the Strange Seal of Capture.

At the same time, the supernatural power of the ghost's speech was also released as he stopped drinking.

Click!

The sound of stone breaking was heard.

The statue in the coffin was cracked with numerous gaps.

On the chest of the statue.

A bloodshot eyeball suddenly protruded from it. .