My name is Zhang Han, I seem to be entangled by a strange thing or a supernatural thing or something else, it makes me go to a village and I understand that the village is not simple, in this world of treacherous recovery is the norm, fate can not be shaken off by anyone......

I saw that in the mist on his right, under the old locust tree, an old man's pale and treacherous face was faintly emerging, staring at Zhang Han with those empty eyes.

Although Zhang Han knew the terrifying horror of the mysterious recovery, this was the first time he had experienced a supernatural event, so he was also frightened by this one.

"My speculation is wrong, Sushan Village is not a supernatural place, but a supernatural event after the revival of the ghost hunter." Zhang Han was also looking at the treacherous face and said, "I encountered a treacherous one before I even entered the village, and if I entered the village, the danger would be even higher." ”

At this moment, the treacherous face in the fog slowly turned into mist and dissipated, and the treacherous aura on Zhang Han's body also disappeared the moment the mist dissipated.

"Did I use the power of assimilation to give myself a terrifying aura to resist one of its attacks?"

Putting on a layer of treacherous aura on himself again, Zhang Han continued to walk towards the front of the trail.

In this endless fog, Zhang Han didn't know how long he walked, the fog in front of him gradually thinned, and at this time, he could also see a village suddenly appear in front of him, and three big characters could be vaguely seen on the ancient and decaying plaque at the entrance of the village: Sushan Village.

Standing in place, Zhang Han looked at the village, the whole was no different from the village just now, the old houses, the river in front of the village seemed to be still, there was no smell of chickens and dogs, and there was no sound of the river flowing, and the whole village was dead silent.

Taking a deep breath again, Zhang Han walked towards the village.

Through the open doors, the houses in the village are furnished from decades ago, some of the furniture still showing signs of charring, while others have turned black to char.

There is no smell of burning in the air, only the smell of decay.

Walking towards a room that was still relatively intact, Zhang Han saw a huge round table at the door, and under the round table were chairs without backrests, forming a circle under the round table that was not very round.

The vermilion lacquer had not been burned in the fire, and although it was dusty, it was still vermilion, which was in stark contrast to the chairs in the other rooms that lacked arms and legs.

"There's something wrong with this house." Zhang Han glanced at it and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

This staircase is a double-run staircase, there is a platform halfway through, Zhang Han walked up and only saw that there were a few farm tools against the wall in the corner of the platform, hoes, sickles, shovels, in a few decades ago and even now, many people live on a few acres of land, so some farm tools are very normal.

Turning his head and walking towards it, Zhang Han had just stepped out 3 steps, and a supernatural force struck, Zhang Han's figure suddenly appeared on the platform just now, and the terrifying aura on his body disappeared in that instant.

Zhang Han's whole body trembled when he was frightened, and the aura that belonged to assimilation also emerged at this time, Zhang Han used his ability to assimilate his body into the mist in the air, but this kind of supernatural covering the whole body didn't last long, and the supernatural on Zhang Han's body disappeared in just 2 seconds.

This is Zhang Han's idea when he saw this fog when he came in, but it was still difficult to assimilate this kind of trick that had been revived Zhang Han.

Sitting on the ground, just when Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief, he only heard the sound of metal vibration in his ears.

Turning his head, he saw that it was the sickle in the farm tools, and at this time, Zhang Han found that a shallow blood line appeared on his neck, and a few drops of red blood flowed out of the blood line, Zhang Han's heart was full of fear of escaping at this time, cold sweat from Zhang Han's face to the jaw, and then from the jaw to the neck of the blood line, a tingling pain came from the neck.

Zhang Han got up and stood up and looked at the scythe that was stinging on the wall, only then did Zhang Han realize that the handle of the scythe was covered with a strange mist.

"Is it the ghost who attacked me at the entrance of the village, it can cut through a layer of mist of assimilation and assimilation, and this scythe is also a supernatural weapon."

At this moment, the sickle was slowly pulled out and quickly slashed towards Zhang Han, Zhang Han quickly retreated, but at this moment, his figure suddenly returned to the same place for a moment.

"What a joke!!" Zhang Han was startled, looking at the scythe that was slashing towards him, he knew that the ability to assimilate the trick could not completely block this attack, so he immediately gave up using the assimilation trick, the black light flashed on his left hand, the tattoo on his left hand disappeared, and at the same time, a strange spear full of rust appeared in his left hand, and the head of the spear was immediately erected in front of him.

"Ding!!

The Restricted Ability launched another blockade of an attack.

Li Wei will not attack Zhang Han again in a short time, Zhang Han blocked the sickle, and his body rushed forward, and the strange spear head in his left hand quickly hit the grip of the sickle.

"Dangdang~~~"

The scythe fell to the ground and the mist covering the grip dissipated, and he quickly picked up the fallen scythe, and the black light on the spear head on his left hand flashed, and a tattoo of the spear head appeared on the scar on his left hand.

and used the power of assimilation to cover his body with a layer of treacherous aura, Zhang Han was already sweating profusely at this time, this was not a hot sweat, this was a cold sweat that was scared out.

"That trick attacked me, didn't it mean that it would be difficult for tricks to trigger other tricks to kill people? Although I only put on a layer of tricks, but the general tricks I don't like this will not trigger its killing laws, this situation only shows one point, the power of assimilation is gradually eroding, and this trick puzzle is more complete than the assimilation tricks I am now controlling. ”

Then Zhang Han picked up the sickle in his hand and looked at it, it was a very ordinary short-handled agricultural sickle, but it was indeed a supernatural thing, and it was not perceived before because it was covered with a layer of mist to isolate his perception, after all, this village was full of fog, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, he was careless, and he didn't flash.

"When the scythe was swung out just now, he suddenly returned to his original position, restart? No way, you should need a medium to use this, could it be that I was marked by that treachery in the attack at the entrance of the village just now? ”

Turning his head to look at his right hand, there was a faint black light on his right hand, which was the ability that the assimilation monster was activating, and a faint palm print could be faintly seen on the arm that emitted the black light.

"Sure enough, to use this scythe, you need to mark the medium first, and then it will appear in front of you, but I don't know what the price will be after using it."

Zhang Han held the sickle with some fear in his heart, but also a little happy.