Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

Ugh...․ Swish...shua...

As he ran his fingers over the pages of the book, pages filled with ancient texts came into view. As he read these words, horrific and grotesque images strangely reappeared in his mind.

"There is treachery in the world, and that is the normal state. It arises from nothing, and from something to nothing, and it repeats itself in cycles, which is the rule of heaven and earth."

The old voice appears in the picture, with an inexplicable desolation.

The cold force was like the glacial land, causing Wu Jian, who was reading the ancient book, to exhale a breath of white mist.

"Rules, but they are murder rules. Let the ghosts rage in the world, and the world will eventually become a dead place."

Wu Jian looked at the book and said softly.

His voice seemed to have penetrated some kind of barrier, and he was talking to this old voice.

"This is the rule, the principle of heaven and earth."

The old voice of Gujing Wubo continued to speak.

"Haha, if this is the principle of heaven and earth, then I can only change the world and recast the rules."

Wu Jian turned over a new page, his eyes flashing with solemnity.

"Heaven and earth cannot be reversed, otherwise they will be punished by heaven.

"As long as you are strong enough, nothing is impossible."

Looking at the gradually distorted text on the ancient book, the lines in Wu Jian's palm were transforming. The huge supernatural power formed a scorching rule, burning the murder rule that gradually appeared on the page.

Preventing it from truly erupting.

"You will regret this."

The old voice gradually became hoarse, and the twisted words quickly gathered together, and finally turned into a door pattern composed of countless characters, which was printed on the last page of the ancient book.

"I hope you have this ability."

His fingers lightly touched the door leaf on the ancient book, and the eyes of the room narrowed.

He could feel that this door had a more obvious absorption power.

As long as he relaxes his resistance a little, even "270" will be directly sucked in by the pattern of the door.

"This door hides something."

With a slight exertion of his fingers, there was a ripple on the book, and Wu Jian's fingers sank halfway into the book.

The finger that was inserted into the book felt a sudden sting. Wu Jian frowned and pulled the finger out of the book.

DET......

Taking a breath, Wu Jian found that his finger seemed to have been bitten by something, and there was a bloody wound.

"It's a bit powerful. It can actually leave wounds on the Creation Creation."

Looking at the wound on his finger that had exposed the bones, Hao Jian frowned.

He could feel that there was some kind of terrible supernatural power lingering on the wound. This supernatural power was constantly fighting against the strange power of creation on his fingers, making the wound unable to heal.

"snort."

His heart beat slightly, and the Li Huang who was kneeling on his heart injected blood along the fingers of his hand.

hiss!

It's like water pouring into a pan of oil.

A series of black mist exploded on the rolled wound, which turned into screaming grimaces in mid-air, lingering in the air "Wanting to choose people to devour."

U...

The air flow turned, and these twisted faces were picked up by the air flow before they could take action and were put into Wu Jian's mouth.

"Yeah, it smells like burnt corn stalks."

Chewing up and down with his teeth, the devouring power of the feast was activated, and these residual supernatural beings were ground into his own nourishment by Wu Jian's teeth.

"It tastes really bad."

The supernatural power that was forced out was not strong, but the supernatural power contained in it was very strange.

The taste fed back by Da Xi's supernatural being, who possesses the strange rules of swallowing, is not delicious, but rather disgusting.

This made Wu Jian realize that this weird thing that left traces on his fingers might have some special power that was different from ordinary weird things.

"Interesting, it's really interesting. It seems that the powerful weirdness not only includes disasters, but also some things that I have never seen before.

Rubbing his fingers, the wound was completely healed.

Wu Jian looked at the door in the book, licked his lips, and took a deep breath.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Put your hand on the door pattern, silently run your own spiritual power, and gradually resonate with the door pattern.

With the synchronization of supernatural powers.

This pattern gradually evolved into a real door.

The door is made of wood with green mold stains.

Under the mildew, you can see that some unidentifiable words exude a strange rhythm, creating some wonderful interaction with the surrounding space.

"A passage to an unknown place."

Looking at this door, Wu Jian had such a realization in his heart.

"There is something weird hidden here that is different from this world."

Putting his hand on the rough handle of the door, Wu Jian took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

D!

A harsh friction sound sounded.

The door suddenly turned into a huge black vortex, swallowing him directly.

Cold and shaking!

Wu Jian's consciousness returned quickly.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his expression serious as never before.

"I actually lost consciousness?"

Losing consciousness, I haven't had this feeling between layers for a long time.

It is different from the kind of agent who is controlled by unknown forces.

This time he simply entered a state of unconscious coma.

Although this state did not last long, it still made the room feel tense.

Because he discovered that when he regained consciousness, all the strange things in his body entered a strange state of silence.

This state is not the kind of silence suppressed by the supernatural, but a kind of incompatibility with a strange environment.

"The rules here are different from those on Earth... Even Weird can't directly control the rules here."

After closing his eyes for a while, Wu Jian's frown slightly opened.

Although the weirdness he controls cannot release the ghosts due to environmental reasons, and even many of the killing rules cannot leave the body.

But he was able to let strange power act on himself.

It's like if he was fatally injured now, he could use the power of time trick to go back in time of his physical body and let his body heal.

"So, where exactly is this place?"

Moving his eyes, Wu Jian found that he was sitting in a moving carriage. Through the gaps in the carriage, he could see the wild countryside surrounded by overgrown forests.

"It shouldn't be the Qianxing Era that I know, at least not the Qianxing Era of the Earth, otherwise Weirdness wouldn't be in this state.

Turning his head slightly, Wu Jian looked at the driving position ahead, where a tall figure almost completely covered all the gaps in the car.

This body type is not normal.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Wu Jian moved his fingers, and the air between his fingers was slightly distorted.

This is the power of Yangui.

Although it cannot be released outside the body, he can let the terrifying force of the melting knife appear in the room.

Not only can it burn people, but it can also kill people.

"arrive."

A thick sound suddenly sounded, and the cavalry army stopped.

Accompanied by a burst of heavy footsteps.

The tall figure driving the car stepped down from the driving position and came to the back of the car.

squeak.

The carriage door was opened.

A terrifying face appeared in Wu Jian's eyes.

This is a man's face, but half of his face has no skin and flesh, and the blood-red and blood-stained muscles are exposed to the air and tremble from time to time.

The other half of his normal face was not too normal either. His rough skin was as pale as a dead person's, and his eyes with eyelids had a deathly gray look to them.

With his appearance, he would at least look like a big boss in a horror movie.

At this time, facing Wu Jian, he stayed vigilantly.

"Please get out of the car."

"who are you?"

Wu Jian did not move. He looked at the giant-like man in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"Someone will answer your question, but that person is not me."

The strong man retreated slightly and lowered his head gently.

"Please move, people are waiting for you."

After staring at the giant for a while, Wu Jian frowned and got out of the car.

He found that the carriage was parked at the door of a dilapidated villa, and a half-broken plaque hung on the door of the villa.

There is a word similar to "spirit" on the remaining plaque.

Looking at this word, Wu Jian's eyes narrowed. He felt a strange supernatural aura in this word.

It was different from the weirdness he controlled, but another kind of supernatural aura that he had never been exposed to before.

This kind of aura is similar to the weird to a certain extent, but there are some differences in nature.

Silently writing down this breath, Wu Jian stepped into the manor.

The bleak wind blew through the air, blowing the fallen leaves that had been neglected in the manor everywhere. On the decayed crooked tree, a row of dark crows looked at the strange guests with their bright black eyes.

Da da da.

The soles of the shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the stone slabs.

A full head of white hair swept past the corners of his eyes, covering his sharp eyes. His tall and strong body was covered with a black coat, which swayed slightly in the wind.

"Something's wrong."1

His eyes wandered slightly, Wu Jian looked solemn.

It's so quiet.

Except for the blowing wind, everything else in this abandoned manor was unusually quiet.

It seems that there is an invisible and terrifying existence that suppresses all the rules here.

horrible.

Wu Jian thinks that he is already very strong, but he can't suppress the rules around him without using ghosts.

Being able to do this means that this existence itself has become a rule-like existence.

And he may control more than one rule.

"What is it?"

Wu Jian doesn't know, so now he has two choices.

One is to continue walking inside and explore this powerful existence.

The other is to just turn around and go back the way you came.

Stopping, Wu Jian thought for a moment, turned and walked towards the door.

He has realized that there is a great boss hidden here, and he is not prepared to go head-on.

In this world, all the weird things he can control are restricted.

Acting arrogantly will only lead to a miserable death.

"Are you just leaving like this?"

Just as he turned around, he heard a calm voice coming from behind.

Hearing this sound, his body trembled and his scalp tightened.

But he saw that there was nothing behind him just now.

He opened his hand and the judge spit out from his palm.

Although this ancient sword with the ability to cut off all rules cannot be spit out directly from the space ghosts like usual, it can fall directly into Wu Jian's hands through his skin.

Wu Jian grasped the cold hilt of the sword and turned around quickly.

He saw that a man wearing a black robe and a long knife appeared behind him at some point.

This man is not short in height. He is covered in a black robe and no details can be seen. Only half of his slightly pale face is exposed in the air, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

With a hint of careless laziness.

"who are you."

Pupils contracted, Wu Jian's muscles all over his body tightened, and the strangeness in his body released its power with unprecedented intensity.

The surging supernatural power is like a volcano.

As soon as he thinks about it, it will come out.

"Don't be so nervous."

The man grinned lightly, raised his hand, and two chairs appeared out of thin air behind him and the room.

"Sit down and let's talk."

Wu Jian watched him sit on the chair solemnly, remained silent for a while, and then sat down.

"Looking at you, you seem to be very curious about me."

The man was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and one hand holding his cheek. This action revealed more of his face under the hood.

Wu Jian saw one of his terrifying eyes like a black sun.

When Wu Jian saw this eye, he felt a terrible burning sensation, as if his whole body was about to be set on fire.

Tick!

The time trick in his left eye suddenly appeared, and the pointer jumped slightly.

Wu Jian's body trembled, but the burning sensation was still there.

"Ah? Sorry, I seemed to scare you."

The man noticed Wu Jian's change and was slightly startled. He pulled the hood on his head and covered his glasses.

As his eyes were covered, the terrible burning sensation instantly faded away, and Wu Jian found that his body had not been harmed at all.

"What power is this?"

Staring heavily at the man in front of him, Xia Jian felt cold in his heart.

powerful.

Overwhelming terror.

This man made him feel a sense of panic that was hard to resist.

"This is my power, the power of my organs. Don't be so nervous. Sooner or later you will have the same level of power.

The man sat up straight and his voice became serious.

"What you need to do is to imprison all the weirdos that can be imprisoned as soon as possible. Only in this way can you find your own strength to deal with the real terror.

"Real horror?"

Frowning, Wu Jian stared at the man in front of him.

"What is it?"

"Don't say, you can't listen to these things now."

The man shook his head and did not answer Wu Jian's question directly.

"Can't you even listen? Is it some kind of indescribable horror? It's really troublesome."

Lowering his eyelids slightly, Wu Jian was thoughtful.

At present, the strong and unreasonable man in front of me does not seem to be an enemy. Judging from the power he is showing now, he even has the ability to kill himself who possesses the time trick.

But he didn't do that.

That's enough to prove something.

And based on what she said, he seemed to be very familiar with her.

He came to him because he wanted to become stronger quickly and then deal with some kind of terrifying existence.

"Did we know each other in another time period?"

Wu Jian suddenly asked.

"Hey! I can't talk about this either."

The man grinned and did not answer directly, but Wu Jian showed an expression that was indeed true.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Lin Hun.".