Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

"The battle is over, you jumped out, what use do I need you?"

Wu Jian looked at the text on the screen and couldn't help complaining.

【Then I go?】

The black characters disappeared, and Wu Jian put the phone back in his pocket.

"Then the next step is to deal with these issues."

He raised his hand and touched the hard Nuozu mask on his face.

Wu Jian could feel that this treacherous god summoned by the mask of Nuozu was quite ferocious.

After devouring the old man and the headless idol.

It seemed to feel the benefits, and there was a feeling of wanting to rely on him and not leave.

Now He is constantly releasing a cold and strange force, injecting it into his mouth,

Attempt to use this method to invade his body and obtain this body.

To this.

Wu Jian didn't care.

This guy who can devour weirdness is obviously not real.

Not even the phantom of the weird invasion appeared.

It can be seen that this guy is picky.

He just wanted to seize his body with negligible weird power.

But he was reluctant to divide his own weird puzzle and reside on himself.

to complete the real invasion.

Silently absorbing the cold power from the source of devouring strangeness.

Wu Jian took out the blood-colored gourd.

The whole body of this gourd is blood red, the patina is bright, and there is a dark wooden stopper at the mouth of the gourd, which tightly plugs the mouth of the gourd.

The size of the gourd is just enough to be held in one hand, and it feels a bit weird in the hand. Although it is hard and cold, it has an inexplicable smooth and delicate feeling.

That kind of feel is a bit like a woman's skin, slippery and unreserved, making people want to touch it after touching it.

Very weird and scary.

I couldn't put it down and touched the smooth surface of this gourd.

Wu Jian has a "five zero seven" kind of addiction.

Although the cold aura rippling on this gourd expounds the fact that he is weird.

But the feel of this thing is really good.

He couldn't help but want to keep playing.

Hush!

He raised his hand and shook the gourd, and there was a sound of water coming from inside.

Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

"How do I use this thing?"

Because the shot was too fast, whether it was the head of the old man or the statue of the decapitated god, they had no time to release the strange power of the gourd, so they directly hated the northwest.

Now he wants to know how to use this gourd.

You have to figure it out yourself.

Eyes move.

Wu Jian looked at the altar in front of him.

The altars that exist in squares also exist in Taoist temples.

The leather book lay quietly on the altar.

"This is not an instruction manual."

After tying the gourd to his belt, Wu Jian walked to the altar and picked up the leather book.

"This feel...is indeed the same material as the original spell skin."

He stroked the cover of the book, the cold and crude touch reminded him of the original expenses.

"There won't be any weird rituals recorded in this thing."

Twisting the cover of the book, a line of blood-colored text appeared in Wu Jian's eyes.

[The world is so strange that it is difficult for mortals to live. 】

【We can only try to trick ourselves, control terror, and strive for that chance of life in the world. 】

Although only a short line of text.

But Wu Jian is already in awe of the person who wrote this line of text.

Tolerating weirdness is tantamount to risking your life.

If it is not in a state of coercion, ordinary people will never choose to use their bodies to contain the weirdness.

Because of the weird control, whether it is success or failure, it will have a huge impact on its own lifespan.

If you fail, you will die directly.

Even if it succeeds, under the strange erosion, few people may survive ten years.

This guy who seems to be the ancient master of strangeness actually chose to control the strangeness in such a dangerous situation.

His spirit is admirable.

【Driving strangely is tantamount to walking in hell and rafting in a sea of ​​blood. 】

[One hundred and forty-eight of us are trying to control the weirdness. 】

[Only three people succeeded in the end. 】

[Although there were heavy casualties, this was a good start. After controlling the weirdness, we understood some weird rules and began to try to fight against the weirdness. 】

[We found that although Weird is terrifying, it is not difficult to fight against them as long as we can figure out the opponent's killing rules. 】

[We began to try to use the weirdness of our own control to interfere with those weird rules, let them enter a certain logical error cycle, and imprison and use them. 】

"Is this the autobiography of an ancient trick master?"

After reading these words, Wu Jian rubbed his chin and turned to the next page.

[We are arrogant. 】

[The weird horror is beyond our imagination. 】

[Although we have all controlled multiple weirdnesses, we have brought our own terror into balance. 】

[But compared to the real complete weirdness, we are still too weak. 】

[Death follows us everywhere, we fall into despair. 】

The style of writing on this page changed suddenly.

The dark red text is distorted and messy, just like the mood of the person who wrote these words.

Turning the page again, the bloody text appeared again.

But this page is full of the same bloody text.

This word is a trick word.

Big tricky characters, small tricky characters, crooked tricky characters, and inverted tricky characters.

One by one, the tricky words are layered on top of each other, almost filling the entire page.

The cunning characters are blood red, as if they were just written with fresh blood.

"There are remnants of strange power."

Touching these words lightly with his fingers, Wu Jian felt a coolness.

However, this cold breath is already very weak, as if it has dissipated for some reason.

It doesn't have a killing effect.

Turn a page.

Text is back to normal again.

But the content is very abnormal.

【Who are you?】

"Um?"

Wu Jian looked at the three words and frowned slightly.

For some reason, he had a feeling that these three words were about him.

"Are you talking to me?"

【yes. 】

Bloody words suddenly appeared on the page.

Seeing this text, Wu Jian frowned and his expression became cold.

He didn't feel the slightest strange breath.

"and who are you?"

Silently turning on the time trap, Wu Jian looked at the page, trying to check the changes in the page from the time level.

[I don't know, I only know that the last person I communicated with was a very old human being. 】

Very old humans?

The face of the old man he had just killed appeared in Wu Jian's mind.

"Since you don't know who you are, why do you ask who I am?"

Wu Jian squinted his eyes, and started a conversation with this leather book.

【This is the rule, I can only answer your question if I know your name. 】

Seeing this string of text, Wu Jian narrowed his eyes.

Follow the rules, this is a weird trait.

All their actions also need to follow the rules.

Whether it's killing people or making up for yourself.

And the words on this paper also follow the rules.

This shows that the writing of this text is also weird.

But the book doesn't have a torch of time, which is odd.

"Is this book spooky? Or something else?"

Silently released Sly Hand.

Wu Jian directly imprinted the forbidden characters on this strange book.

A cold touch came.

On the cover of the book, there was a very faint pattern of forbidden words and strange seals.

Look at this faint forbidden word and strange seal.

Wu Jian frowned even tighter.

"This kind of depth, I don't want to be weird."

The strange marks round the strange conflicts, and when he branded the real strange with the strange marks, he would leave deep marks.

But the mark on this book is not so much the imprint of the cunning seal, but rather the imprint made by him pressing it with too much force.

This change made Wu Jian wonder if the book was weird.

"are you still there?"

Frowning, Wu Jian's senses were fully opened, and he asked about the leather book.

【I am here. 】

Wu Jian didn't feel any change in the words that emerged. He was silent for a while, and closed the book with a snap.

This book is too weird.

This place is not suitable for digging up His secrets.

"After I go back, I will study this thing slowly."

Putting the leather book into his pocket, Wu Jian walked around the broken Taoist temple twice more.

After confirming that there are no omissions.

He snapped his fingers.

boom!

Accompanied by tremors in the air.

The gigantic Bigan flew over slowly.

The collapse of the Taoist temple made the spiritual suppression of this gap almost disappear.

The ghost of the Bian has been restored and can sail again.

"time to go."

Although this gap was not completely collapsed by him like in the mental hospital.

But Wu Jian felt that there was not much time left for this gap.

It won't be long before this place will completely collapse.

He jumped up and jumped onto the deck of the Bian'an.

Wu Jian looked at the ruined Taoist temple below, turned around and walked towards the boat.

Creak!

The huge hull of the Bigan slowly turned..0

The last bit of wreckage of the Taoist temple was crushed into broken bricks and tiles.

Then the ship turned into an illusory light and shadow, and disappeared into it.

"Why is this happening?"

Holding the cold body of her younger sister, Gu Xiaoshi's eyes were full of sadness.

Obviously, life has returned to normal.

But fate played a trick on her.

She and Gu Xiaoyu were attacked strangely.

Gu Xiaoyu died immediately, and she was also forced to a dead end by the weirdness.

【Buzz!】

[You think you are no longer a player if you lose the weirdness

【you are too naive. 】

[The selected internal beta players have attractive and strange characteristics. 】

[Even if you unplug Weird, Weird still comes back to you. 】

[Escape, only death. 】

[Only by fighting can we survive. 】

[You are very lucky. Although your sister is dead, her physical characteristics allowed her to capture a strange one. 】

[The remaining will of her death resonated with this weird one. 】

[As long as you call her name, you can complete the strange control again. 】

【So... what is your choice?】

【To die together?】

【Or another level of co-existence?】

The phone buzzed, and on the bloody screen, the black text was mocking like a devil's smiling face.

Gu Xiaoshi tightly pinched the phone, bit her lip fiercely, high veins protruded from her forehead, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Sadness, regret, anger.

All kinds of intense emotions were like a fire, igniting her heart.

Now she can't wait to die for herself.

Da da da!

Stiff footsteps came from the corridor

The cold air began to ripple.

Gu Xiaoshi turned her blood-red eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

over there.

A figure in a suit is walking slowly.

His steps were stiff and regular.

The distance of each step is exactly the same.

He is the corridor trick.

Anyone who walked into the hallway was at risk of being attacked by him.

Gu Xiaoyu is one of them.

And the next one to be attacked was Gu Xiaoshi who was hiding in the room.

With the appearance of this figure.

The structure of the room where Gu Xiaoshi was located began to transform.

The square living room began to stretch, and the portals on both sides also disappeared.

This room is about to change from a living room to a corridor.

This is the ability of the corridor trick. He can turn any room where the target is located into a corridor.

"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry.

Seeing the room gradually turning into a corridor, Gu Xiaoshi stopped crying, and she put down Gu Xiaoyu's body.

Gently touched her little face.

"Wake up!"

A cold breath rises with this call.

Gu 1.1 Xiaoyu, who was pale and stiff, opened his eyes suddenly.

at this time.

His pupils were pitch black, only at the position of the pupils, there were two bright spots of blood.

If you look closely, you will find that these two light spots are actually two blood-red dead beans.

When she woke up, Gu Xiaoshi felt an inexplicable connection with Gu Xiaoyu.

A cold breath was injected, her life began to decrease, and her body began to ache.

But Gu Xiaoshi didn't show any changes.

Compared with the pain in her body, her heart hurts more.

Especially when she saw the ferocity on Gu Xiaoyu's face that did not belong to a living person.

She was heartbroken.

Pain into the sky.

pain!

It hurts so much!

"Xiao Yu, kill him."

Lifting her bloodshot eyes, Gu Xiaoshi's voice was indifferent.

"Good sister..."

Gu Xiaoyu opened his mouth slightly and let out a sharp laugh

The body suddenly disappeared in place.

When she appeared again, she had already appeared above the corridor cabinet.

He stretched out a somewhat pale arm, clasped the scratching head and slowly broke his head off himself.

He widened his pitch-black eyes, and made two blood-colored dead pupils meet his sly eyes.

The law of killing has been achieved.

Gu Xiaoyu's weird power injected directly into the corridor's weird body through his eyes.

A cold breath erupted.

The weirdness in the corridor began to resist instinctively, but the weirdness in Gu Xiaoyu's body was very terrifying, and he easily suppressed him.

The blood-red death word began to appear in the corridor's treacherous eyes.

The ghost in the corridor gradually stopped resisting, and his spirit began to connect with Gu Xiaoyu.

He has become Gu Xiaoyu's ghost slave. .