Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Hiss......"

The power of the cold spread, and Wu Jian's left eye flashed with blood-colored light.

A circle of blood-colored scales expands and contracts non-stop.

The pitch-black pupils continued to contract, and a terrifying spirit rippled across Wu Jian's left eye.

With the change in his left eye.

The supernatural that shrouded the mansion was rapidly fading.

These supernatural powers turned into a trickle and melted into his left eye.

"Huh?"

Xuan Xuanzi, who was still entangled at the door, felt this change and was slightly stunned.

He blinked, and took a step forward, a little confused.

"Strange power, gone?"

Looking at the mansion that had not changed at all, Xuan Xuanzi realized that the weirdness hidden in this mansion had been solved.

"Is that him?"

He immediately found Wu Jian's figure in his mind.

He hurriedly ran into the mansion and looked for it.

But I went around in the mansion.

He didn't find any trace of Wu Jian.

"Is he gone?...... It's a pity. "

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head with a look of regret.

He felt like he was missing an opportunity to communicate with the strong.

He didn't know.

The strong man he thought was already crossing the passage of time and space at this time.

It's time for him.

"Coming back?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Wu Jian's vision was a little blurry.

As he absorbed the scale hidden in the mansion.

He lost the anchor from which he could continue in that era.

The repulsion that belonged to that era acted on him and directly pushed him back to the modern era.

"The power consumed by time and space is a bit big......"

Feeling the sour eyes, Wu Jian frowned slightly.

At this time, the vision of his eyes was very blurry, like 500 degrees of myopia and astigmatism without glasses.

Everything is a blur.

Only the general outline can be seen.

He could feel that his eyes could recover, but not at a very fast pace.

"It seems that time travel can't be used casually, just entering the Republic of China era that is relatively close to modern times, it makes my eyes have such a big burden, and if I go to a longer era next time, I'm afraid it will bring me a greater burden. "

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Wu Jian squinted and took out his mobile phone, leaned in front of him, and looked at the current time.

"Has it only been a minute?"

He entered the Republic of China for at least half a day.

But only a minute has passed in reality.

"Is the speed of time different? Or did I enter the past, and I didn't consume the time of this era, but only a minute was consumed because I made some mistakes when I returned?"

Taking the phone back, Wu Jian felt that he should have not operated it well when he returned, which caused the time to be delayed by one minute.

"Next time I come back, I'll have to pay attention. "

It's okay to delay for a minute, and basically nothing irreparable will happen.

But if you come back a month or a year.

Wu Jian didn't dare to guarantee that in the time without him, there would be no irreparable disasters in this world.

After all, the weird has been revived in reality.

Accidents can happen at any time.

For example, the complete calamity has come.

If no one is restrained by the scourge, this thing can really push the world into the abyss of the apocalypse.

"Time and space are temporarily unusable, I have to keep a low profile during this time~. "

Blinking his sour eyelids, Wu Jian walked out of the silver vault.

A faint white mist spilled from his mouth and nose, enveloping the vicinity.

The eyes are not easy to use.

He could only disperse the ghostly mist and use Him to raise his senses.

Qi Xun, who was behind the counter, felt an extra trace of ghost mist in the air, and his expression changed slightly.

"The owner is back. "

"What?"

The trickster who was handling business was stunned for a moment when he heard Qi Xun's words.

"It's nothing, sign the form, you have to exchange it for a year's life, no problem. "

Shaking his head, Qi Xun handed the form to the trickster.

"Hmm. "

As a result, the trickster quickly signed his name on the form.

"Your one-year life can be exchanged for fifty yuan of trick coins, take it. "

Retracting the form, Qi Xun handed a fifty yuan coin to the trickster.

"It's only fifty...... Okay. "

After taking the trick coin, the trickster was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

The treasurer of the silver number in front of him is not a good stubble, nor is it a weird without brains.

To speak ill of his eyes is to seek death.

Carefully tucking the coin into his pocket, the trickster turned his head to look in the other direction.

Over there.

Wu Jian, who was squinting, was walking step by step.

"Brother, Fresh Face, are you here to exchange for tricky money?"

This trickster is a self-acquaintance, he looked at the white-haired Wu Jian, and raised his hand very familiarly to say hello.

"It's not. "

Wu Jian felt the strangeness of this trickster through the ghost mist, and shook his head without moving.

The trickster's mastery of weirdness is quite weak.

At the same time, the erosion of the body of the living person is much smaller.

Wu Jian could feel that the body of this trickster was barely affected by the weirdness he controlled.

Still in good health.

"Then why are you here to pawn weird?"

glanced at the captain's coat worn by Wu Jian, and then glanced at the ghost leather boots under his feet. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

A light flashed in the manipulator's eyes.

Although the weird killing rules he controls are weak.

But this weird insight is very strong.

The trickster who has mastered this weird trickster can feel that Wu Jian's carelessness and the boots under his feet are very terrifying and strange items.

Just by snooping, he felt that his control of the weirdness was a little sluggish.

Such a trickster came to the Heaven and Earth Silver Trumpet, and it is very likely that he came to sell weirdness.

In heaven and earth silver.

Spooky is also a commodity.

However, only the weirdness of complete silence can be used to sell.

"Boss. "

At this time, Qi Xun behind the counter spoke.

Hearing his name, the trickster fell silent.

The boss of the Heaven and Earth Silver?

He's a trickster?

Is the world changing too fast, or is it too outdated?

Why is there an outrageous and strange building like the Heaven and Earth Silver Horn that has a trickster as the boss?

"Well, you're busy, I'll go first. "

Wu Jian didn't notice that the trickster was shocked, he nodded to Qi Xun, turned around and walked out of the Heaven and Earth Silver Trumpet.

"Hiss......"

Looking at his back as he left, the trickster gasped.

He took out his mobile phone and prepared to take a few photos of Wu Jian.

But then a cold hand reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist.

"Don't mess around. "

Qi Xun's indifferent voice came, making the trickster shudder.

Only then did he remember that there was a terrible Heaven and Earth Silver Treasurer standing beside him.

"That...... I was wrong, can you not kill me?"

With a sad face, the trickster bowed his head deeply.

He felt like he was dying.

Because he did things he shouldn't have done.

"Yes. "

Qi Xun's voice made the trickster feel as if he had heard the sound of heaven.

He looked up in surprise and found that Qi Xun had returned to the back of the counter.

It is rude to take pictures of people without their consent, but the sin is not death, so let's go. "

"Woo woo ~ thank you. "

Tears flowed, and the emotionally flustered trickster cried and left the Silver Trumpet of Heaven and Earth.

"Boss, got stronger. "

Behind the counter.

Qi Xun recalled the breath that Wu Jian had just inadvertently released.

A hint of emotional fluctuation appeared on the indifferent face.

............

[Who understands the family, I went out on a mission today, teamed up with a few shrimp-headed men, and when they were dealing with weirdness, they didn't know how to protect me, so that a weak woman could face the horror of weirdness, the shrimp-headed man was really a shrimp head, he was really speechless and died! 】

I seem to see a watermelon head with long facial features jumping in front of my eyes, why does this kind of sand sculpture also appear in the Trickster Forum?]

[It's hard to disagree with what the upstairs says.] 】

[There are more tricksters, what bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have run out, I'm a little curious, is this trickster controlling the weirdness of women's boxing, and is specifically responsible for boxing?]

Lao Tzu directly hunted the skull with a strong hand, received the power of the subjugation, and then took the breathtaking, and finally made a deliberate punch and sent her back to her hometown on the spot. 】

[Energetic man, cheers from the audience!]

Why can't we girls express our opinions? Aren't you born by your mother?]

[Good guy, there are still teammates in women's boxing? Lao Tzu is here today, in the Trickster Forum, it is forbidden to engage in confrontation between men and women!]

[Said (Zhao Hao) is good!]

In the Trickster forum, messages are beating.

Wu Jian, who was lying on the bed, looked at the news on the forum and rubbed his eyes.

"Much better. "

A week has passed since the return of the Republic of China.

Wu Jian's eyesight basically recovered.

The supernatural powers of his eyes have almost recovered.

He felt that his left eye had become stronger.

Able to unleash more supernatural powers.

"The Twelfth Floor of the Ghost of Time?"

Touching the corner of his eye, Wu Jian clenched his fist.

He could feel that, as the twelve scales were completed, he had a new perception of the scales of other times.

However, the time when those scales are hidden is a little too far away from modern times.

The supernatural at his disposal didn't seem to be enough for him to travel through time again.

"The power of the time treachery is enough, but the space treachery and the fate treachery can't sustain this kind of shuttle, and I need to make up for them. "

Open your palm, and the auspicious dice spin in the palm of your hand.

Wu Jian remembered the dice that had been placed on his own.

The woman was very resourceful.

In her hands, there should be other fragments of fate.

As for the space treacherous.

This thing is in the middle of the sea of treachery, and it can't run.

As long as he dares to play with his life, he can go to the sea of treachery at any time and steal the space on the other party's body.

"So, the next target. "

"Fate!".