Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

With terrifying strength, the open palm grabbed the neck of the figure in front of the window.

The lines in the palm of the hand were transformed into the strange seal of the word town.

The supernatural suppression erupted.

It directly caused this strange spirit to fall into silence.

With this eerie silence.

The figures standing in front of the window gradually turned into phantoms and disappeared.

Each of these figures is a body.

Each is also a clone.

But when Wu Jian grasped it with his treacherous hand, the strangeness he grasped became the real ~ body.

This is the domineering place of Sly Hand.

He can knead weirdness, not only can knead different weirdness together.

At the same time, he can hold the source of weird terror in his hands.

As long as Wu Jian felt that he was the body.

Then He is the Substance.

Although the Sly Hand is not a Sly Disaster, it has a higher priority than the Sly Disaster in some horror rules.

Click!

Amidst the sound of broken neck bones, this strange figure fell into complete silence.

He is not as simple as a broken neck bone.

But the horror puzzle has been damaged, and if you want to restore it, you can only use your own ghost to get rid of the ghost of Wu Jian's sly hand, and then repair yourself.

With this eerie silence.

Wu Jian felt that the coldness of this bungalow suddenly rose to a new level.

A terrifying consciousness turned into a real breath, sweeping through the manor.

But nothing was found.

An emotion similar to doubt rose in this breath.

Then this breath swept the manor again.

Still got nothing.

An emotion called bewilderment rippling in the breath.

The weirdness hidden in the bungalow was probably the first time I had the idea of ​​seeing a ghost.

He has no idea.

His target had already climbed through the broken window and entered the interior of the bungalow.

The interior of the bungalow is very luxurious.

Although due to the corrosion of the years, there are many signs of decay inside the bungalow.

But it can still be seen that it used to be gorgeous and beautiful.

Walk on rotting carpet.

Wu Jian turned his gaze, and he saw many portraits of people hanging on the walls of the hall.

These portraits include Chinese and Westerners.

They have one characteristic in common.

His expression was dull, his face was pale, and his pair of empty eyes seemed to contain some kind of malice, staring straight ahead in a daze, making people feel scalp numb.

"Is it weird?"

Wu Jian stepped up to the portrait of a bearded man in the West, and looked up at this guy.

He could feel the same supernatural power rippling on this portrait.

He is not a simple painting, but a weirdness locked in the painting.

This weird good man rule should be locked through the eyes of the portrait, and then let the weird in the painting release its own killing rules to kill the target.

And the weirdness in these paintings is different for each one.

Wu Jian's eyes wandered, and clusters of strange time torches appeared in the perspective of time.

The shades of these torches vary.

But the intensity is very high, and each one is a complete and weird puzzle pieced together by multiple horror puzzles of the same type.

Thorn!

He raised his hand and opened the Sly Hand. The supernatural palm covered the face of the bearded man.

Wu Jian clenched his five fingers and pulled suddenly.

The weirdness in the painting was directly pulled out of it.

puff!

The pitch-black chains overflowed from the skin simultaneously.

It pierced through this weird chest.

Crash!

The chain retracted, bringing this strangeness into the book of life and death.

A dark name manifests in the book of life and death.

【painting trick】

"Sure enough, even if there is no debt, the book of life and death can also imprison Weird, but this kind of detention does not seem to be very secure."

Feel the slight restlessness in the book of life and death.

With a thought, Wu Jian transferred the painting in the book of life and death into his body.

The life and death book can be used as a temporary detention place.

But if you want to be completely imprisoned, it is safer to stay in his body.

"Woooo..."

A sharp cry sounded, and the bearded painter was imprisoned.

The faces on the other portraits showed changes in expression.

Their eyes turned to where the bearded portrait was, their expressions became sad, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from their eyes.

Make them look even more terrifying.

They have realized that an unexpected guest has arrived in the bungalow.

But this uninvited guest possessed some kind of very terrifying supernatural power, which completely blocked their perception.

Even if this uninvited guest imprisoned the same tricky bearded man in front of them, they still had nothing to do.

Thorn!

The second tearing sound sounded.

A pale woman in a cheongsam was pulled out.

Then suddenly disappeared.

In weird perception.

The woman disappeared very abruptly.

It was as if it had been erased by some force out of thin air.

This phenomenon is more weird than weird.

Horribly incomprehensible.

The crying voices of these weird people bound in the picture frame became more sharp.

They who couldn't find the target of attack became more and more restless.

"The third."

He put his hand on the head of an old man with a withered face.

Wu Jian tightened his fingers and tore him off.

Imprisonment, integration.

After a set of operations, the old man also became one of Wu Jian's prisoners.

But while the old man was being held.

The figures in the remaining frame began to quickly become blurred.

When Wu Jian turned his gaze away.

The frames had turned into a field of empty White.

All the figures in the picture frame disappeared without a trace.

"Escaped?"

Turning his eyes, the room saw that there was no supernatural Li Huang in these picture frames.

All the weird things that were originally bound in the picture frame were transferred to other places by some kind of supernatural power.

"This kind of operation is a bit weird..."

Strangeness is the embodiment of the rules, and their actions are based on the rules.

They will take the initiative to kill, and they will also passively wander.

Because these are the rules they are born with.

But it is obviously not the case to take the initiative to escape like now.

The weird is not afraid.

"Is it not the weirdness of Common that is behind the scenes, but some alien with human consciousness?"

Wu Jian looked at the bungalow that became darker as the portrait changed.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

He could feel that some kind of strange power was gathering in the hall of this bungalow.

Something is coming out!

Hoo hoo!

The wind blows in the hall out of thin air.

Pieces of dull ashes were brought up.

An old western-style high-back chair appeared.

On the high-back chair, sat an old and decayed figure.

This is an old man, half of his head has rotted away, revealing pale bones.

A cloudy eyeball lay in the lidless eye socket, twitching and spinning.

Although the other half of his face did not rot.

But it was also pale and blue, covered with corpse spots.

0 looking for flowers......

His sparse hair and beard made him look decayed and ancient.

"ah......"

The old man sitting on the chair with a cane in both hands let out a hoarse sigh.

His eye with the eyelid opened slightly, staring straight ahead.

"Are you there..."

Wu Jian stood beside him, looked at him expressionlessly, and said nothing.

in his sight.

There are some time flames of living people in this old man's body.

He has the consciousness of human beings.

However, it is not human consciousness that dominates.

But a weird instinct.

The instinct to kill.

The reason why he can speak is to let the room reveal its flaws.

"I know you are here, you are alive."

The old man didn't know that everything about him had been seen by Wu Jian, and he was still saying this to himself.

As he spoke, some kind of strange force began to rise in the bungalow.

This force is permeating the space and spying on the time, and even the fate has been disturbed a little bit.

However, this kind of dipping and spying is at the shallowest level of these basic rules.

......0

It is impossible to see Wu Jian who has escaped into the cavity of time.

The time for the old man to spy, described by diving, is about three meters.

And the time when Wu Jian used the Zi Zhiyin to escape.

It is roughly equivalent to the Mariana Trench, with a depth of about 10,000 meters.

"You have the power to imprison strange things. You are the existence chosen by fate. Aren't you curious? What is your ability?"

The old man's expression didn't change, but what he said made Wu Jian's heart twitch slightly.

He is indeed somewhat curious about the peculiarities of his own body.

But he never expected to get an answer from Weird.

At least, the old guy in front of him couldn't possibly know.

Up to now, he has used more than five kinds of strange powers to spiritually impregnate and investigate the entire bungalow.

What he did was obviously inconsistent with what he said.

"Weird power does not belong to living people. It represents the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth. How can human beings control the rules? The so-called masters of weirdness are just unlucky bastards who have stolen the strange power and played with fire. Power, only weirdness can control it."

The old man's face became a little distorted. He used all means, but he couldn't find Wu Jian.

This made him, who possesses human consciousness, gradually develop violent emotions.

"Come out now! I've found you!"

The old man rolled his eyes and his voice gradually became hoarse.

All he wants to know now is the guy who disturbed his lair.

Devour him.

With this guy's horror shards, he will become stronger.

The old man who absorbed human consciousness also inherited the greed of human consciousness.

Now he is more eager for scary puzzles than ordinary weirdness.

puff!

The ferocious head suddenly fell off.

At the same time, half of the back of the high-back chair slipped off.

An invisible big hand stretched out.

Grabbed the old man's head.

Sly Hand's ghost and Judge's ghost erupted at the same time, causing the beheaded old man to quickly fall silent.

At this time, the old man finally saw Wu Jian hidden in the cavity of time by virtue of direct contact.

"you..……"

He wanted to say something, but in the next second its head was directly tied by a chain.

The chain retracts.

The detention of the old man was completed in an instant.

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here."