Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

"Um?"

Turning his head to look at Guo Tianhao with a bewildered expression, Wu Jian was also taken aback.

He didn't expect that he would be able to meet the trick master of his era in the eleven-car carriage.

They...couldn't be here to collect debts, right?

Feeling the strange aura of restlessness on Guo Tianhao's body, he looked at Lu Ziyang and Pei Xiao who were in a coma behind him.

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes.

These three people can be regarded as a good level of strength among the masters of this era.

Too bad they picked the wrong opponent.

It's getting a little miserable now.

puff!

A slight abnormal sound came, and the room felt a cold force rising up.

He shook his head when he saw that he was kicked away by his kick.

The strange flames on his body seemed to be covered by invisible soil, flickered for a while and then went out suddenly.

Then shook his head treacherously and shook his head again.

The boot prints on His chest were also erased by a strange force.

"It's really convenient to shake your head and kill.

A pitch-black ghost stood up behind Wu Jian, spreading like lightning, covering the entire carriage.

The supernatural power radiated directly cut off the perception of shaking his head.

The tricky killing rule of shaking the head needs to shake the head at the target to take effect.

As long as his perception is cut off, his danger will be greatly reduced.

In the darkness, he shook his head and stood up.

At this time, His body was covered with scorched marks of being burned by the strange flames, and his body exuded the unpleasant smell of burning corpses.

He shook his neck, and horrible breaths were continuously released from his body.

After being kicked by Wu Jian, his killing rules have been activated.

But in this darkness, he couldn't find the target he wanted to kill.

In this case, he did not directly fall into a targetless state of silence like other weird ones, but directly activated the weird ability of shaking his head to kill [Start attacking all around indiscriminately.

This move of His made Wu Jian frowned, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"There is something wrong with this state, he is not simply weird."

Normal weirdness, every move is restricted within a rule framework.

As long as the rules are limited, the weirdness can be restricted with very little power.

But this is a strange reflection of shaking his head.

Obviously, it has jumped out of the framework of the rules.

"Does he have the consciousness of living 19 people?"

Time Gui manifested in the left eye, and Wu Jian's eyes pierced through the shadow and landed on the body shaking his head.

He saw that a mass of time torch was burning on this weird body.

Most of the flames of this dark gray torch are concentrated on his head and neck, and the flames on his body are very thin.

Among these dark gray torches, there are some white flames flickering in dots.

Emitting a strange light.

"really…………"

Seeing these white lights, Wu Jian was stunned.

The white torch is exclusive to humans.

When the human torch is mixed with Weird, it means that Weird will be affected by human consciousness.

The Trickmaster is dominated by the human torch.

And the weirdness of obtaining human consciousness is dominated by the weird torch.

This kind of weirdness is even more terrifying.

Because it is mixed with human consciousness, the weirdness will break their original rules and become more free and dangerous.

The phantom is trembling.

The tricky shaking-the-head-killing rules make this piece of darkness that can obscure strange perceptions somewhat unbearable.

This head-shaking and treacherous killing rule is a bit like the Emperor's Clock, a type that becomes more and more terrifying as time goes by.

If not tempered.

It won't take long for the phantom to be torn apart.

When the time comes, Wu Jian will face this terrifying monster head-on.

But will Wu Jian wait until then?

puff!

The penetrating sword wound suddenly appeared on the shaking head's chest.

Black and stinky blood flowed from the chest that shook his head, and the sharp and cold breath began to suppress his spirit.

The shaking head becomes stiff

puff!

There was another muffled sound.

There was another penetrating wound on the treacherous chest that shook his head.

Puff puff!

Run through three times in a row.

Shaking his head treacherously, his chest was directly pierced into a sieve.

The continuous eruption of strange power directly made him fall into a state of silence.

hiss!

The ghostly shadow retracted and blended under its feet.

Wu Jian, who was holding a broken sword, walked step by step to the one who was shaking his head and shaking his head motionlessly, and took out the recruitment form in his pocket.

At this time, the bloody text on the recruitment form was constantly shining with blood, exuding a cold air.

As Wu Jian took it out, several bloody chains spewed out from the task bar, penetrating into the body of the shaking head treacherous who had fallen into silence.

Crash!

The chains are spreading.

It seems to be searching for something in the shaking head treacherous body.

It took about thirty seconds.

These chains stopped suddenly, and then suddenly retracted.

With the retraction of the chain, the silent shaking of the head seemed to be stimulated by something, and the strong restlessness suddenly started.

A particularly terrifying force began to erupt on him.

puff!

The broken sword slashed horizontally, and the curse of slashing and killing broke out.

Directly cut off the head of this shaking head.

Let his last revolt be aborted.

At the same time, the bloody chains of the recruitment form also retracted from his body.

A small stack of bloody banknotes was brought out.

Ten sheets of 10-yuan face value, eight sheets of 1-yuan face value

These banknotes are filled with sticky dark red blood, exuding a cold and terrifying atmosphere.

Like weird, eerie and terrifying.

"Is this a trick coin?"

Wu Jian blinked when he saw the bloody note.

He found that as the banknotes were pulled away, the time torch suddenly lost a small piece while shaking his head.

His spirituality instantly became incomplete.

"Some kind of weird item made of weird time aggregation?"

Discovering this change, the room raised eyebrows.

"If this is the case, then can I use the ability of time tricks to extract other weird time to spend money in the ghost bank?"

Wu Jian didn't know if his idea was reliable or not.

But he can try.

Moving his gaze, Wu Jian locked onto the shaking head Gui who had been beheaded by him.

At this time, the guy who had been hit hard has fallen into a state of complete silence.

The intensity of its own terror has dropped several levels.

In short, the whole trick is abolished.

Even if someone spliced ​​his head and body together, it would be impossible for him to return to the initial terrifying intensity.

And this kind of weirdness is just perfect for extracting time.

Because he no longer has the ability to resist.

Da da da!

The second hand kept beating.

The invisible ripples are constantly scouring, and the time of shaking one's head is constantly being plundered.

Extracted continuously over time.

His body became constantly illusory.

His presence is being taken away.

His terror is constantly being weakened.

It took about three minutes, and most of the body, shaking his head tremblingly, disappeared.

All that was left was a pale chin attached to the neck that remained in place.

That is the source of head-shaking cunning, the embodiment of the rule that shaking one's head kills people.

"Photo!"

Wu Jian took out the gourd, released a wisp of smoke, and absorbed the completely silent shaking his head in it.

The cold air is rising.

Several numbers danced on the bloody gourd.

Start with nines, beating to zero.

Wu Jian felt that the gourd was slightly cold, and the overall weight had increased significantly.

"Two dollars? Not bad."

After shaking the gourd and weighing it, Wu Jian nodded in satisfaction.

He looked at the four big bloody characters Completed that appeared behind the entry task in his hand, and smiled even more happily.

"Hello."

A trembling voice came, and Wu Jian saw Guo Tianhao with a ghost camera hanging around his neck looking at him with some fear.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Looking at the boy lightly, Wu Jian looked at Lu Ziyang and Pei Xiao who were lying on the ground.

Although these two were a bit miserable, their lives were not in danger. The strangeness they controlled should have suffered a strong spiritual blow and now they have entered a state of silence, which will not pose a threat to their lives.

As for the young man in front of him, although the spirit in his body was agitated, it was within the controllable range.

They're all in pretty good shape.

"Um...can you do me a favor? We are from the Special Affairs Bureau, and I would like you to escort us back to reality.

Guo Tianhao hesitated for a moment, and asked.

to be honest.

He is panicking now.

Because he had just joined the special affairs department not long ago, he didn't know Wu Jian's information.

Now he only knows that the terror displayed by this person in front of him is simply boundless.

It only took such a short time for the terrifying shaking head to be dismembered by the other party into pieces, and imprisoned in the bloody gourd.

This made him admire and fear Wu Jian at the same time.

Worship is because of Wu Jian's strength.

Fear is also because of Wu Jian's strength.

"From the special affairs department? That's a coincidence."

After hearing the boy's words, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

He has no ill feeling towards the Special Affairs Section.

In the special affairs department, not only did he prostitute a tricky emperor clock for nothing, he also owed a favor to the group department.

Although he silenced all the weirdness in Warehouse No. 1 while suppressing Weidi Zhong, he gave the Special Affairs Department a bunch of weird raw materials that can be easily controlled.

But things come down to size.

He still remembers this favor.

"Um"

Pulling the conductor's armband on his arm, the room silently formed a spiritual connection with the kneeling train.

This is the authority of all conductors.

Through this permission, he can check where the next stop of the trick train is.

And has the authority of the eleven train conductors.

He can even affect whether the station where the treacherous train stops next time is reality or a rift.

"There are still five minutes, this car will stop at the station, and then you will take the two of them to the army with me."

Wu Jian passed the authority and found that the Huangquan had already marched near a station.

Coincidentally.

This site is not a gap, but a realistic train station.

"Really? Great!"

Hearing the news, Guo Tianhao was overjoyed.

Although it didn't take long to enter the Huangquan.

But he's had enough of this damn creepy train.

It's so frightening.

If they hadn't met Wu Jian, the three of them would have never survived.

He was scared.

very scared.

After he decided to return to reality, he immediately resigned from the special affairs department.

Although the treatment of the Special Affairs Department is good.

But you have to have life flowers.

Judging from the current situation, he might not last until then.

Bang Chi! Bang Chi! Bang Chi!

The sound of the strange train running echoed in the carriage.

The whole car is sinking

lonely.

The death of shaking his head did not have any impact on the operation of the treacherous train.

There is not a single weird passenger in this carriage.

Wu Jian saw that there were still a few lumps of dirty blood that hadn't been absorbed in this carriage.

It is clear.

The weird passengers in this carriage were a little unlucky. When the ghost ship from the other side hit the Huangquan train, they were all involved in this terrifying collision and were absorbed by these two terrifying trains.

Anonymous.

In the end, the only ones who survived in this carriage were Guo Tianhao, three people, and a strange one who shook his head.

Woohoo!

The piercing siren sounded.

Wu Jian stood up from his seat.

"arrive."

squeak!

Screeching brakes sounded.

The Yellow Spring decelerated rapidly and gradually stopped.

Click!

The lower door on the side of the carriage opens automatically.

Wu Jian waved to Guo Tianhao.

"Let's go."

"good!"

Guo Tianhao dragged one in each hand, took Lu Ziyang and Pei Hao 980 who were not fully awake, and followed Wu Jian out of the carriage.

call!

It seemed to pass through a thin film for an instant.

Guo Tianhao suddenly felt in a trance.

Wait until he wakes up again.

I found myself on a platform.

On this platform, there are many passengers who are getting ready to board.

They all exclaimed when they saw Guo Tianhao's appearance.

Knowing that he had returned to reality, Guo Tianhao finally relaxed his tense nerves. He rolled his eyes and lost consciousness on the spot.

"I'll go! Brother, where did you come down from? Your two friends are seriously injured!"

"What are you waiting for? Call the police! Didn't you see that man's neck was broken?"

"Strange? Why did we see him get off the car just now?"

"Why do you still think so much? Did you faint if you didn't see this one?"

"The conductor is here! Get out of the way, don't delay saving people!"

The onlookers were clamoring to call the police and call for help.

Several people in uniforms ran over quickly.

No one noticed that at this moment, there was a slight twist in the air on the railway tracks at the station.

Two or three people suddenly disappeared in place without a trace.

【Buzz!】

[Congratulations on your qualification as a conductor of the eleventh carriage of the Huangquan. 】

[You can receive a salary of 80 yuan per month and get eight paid vacations. 】

[However, this little money seems to be of little interest to you, who is about to become the acting treasurer of the ghost bank. 】

[Ghost Bank has the authority to issue sly coins, even the Huangquan account would not dare to offend the shopkeeper of the Ghost Bank, even if it is an agent. 】

[Now you only need to enter the ghost bank to obtain the title of agent shopkeeper. 】

He drove the Bigan and left the station.

Wu Jian came to a sparsely populated suburb.

He read the prompt on the phone.

He took out the recruitment form of Ghost Bank.

A streak of blood-colored mist drifted out from the form.

Slowly blending into the air ahead.

With the integration of this light mist.

A stone road appeared in front of Wu Jian out of thin air.

at the end of the stone road

The gloomy ghost bank stands there.

Since the previous generation of shopkeepers were beheaded by Wu Jian.

All the neon lights wrapped around the ghost bank exploded.

Zhuang was completely shrouded in darkness, exuding a heavy coldness.

But I don't know why.

Wu Jian feels that this is what the ghost bank should look like.

Compared to the bells and whistles illuminated by neon lights.

He should be more profound and majestic to be worthy of her identity.

Da da da!

Stepping on the stone road, Wu Jian came to the gate of the ghost bank.

He touched the cold and heavy gate of Ghost Bank.

Push hard.

Dim light overflowed from the bank.

At the same time, the recruitment form in his hand was suddenly incinerated, and quickly transformed into something else. .