Chapter 8 Control

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

A tearing and cold feeling hit the wound on his right arm, and the ability to assimilate the trick kept assimilating the power of the treacherous and the mist treacherous, trying to assimilate them into his own puzzle pieces.

The idea is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the assimilation of tricks only gives Zhang Han the possibility of controlling these two tricks, and it is not possible to control them directly.

The body of the old man in the Republic of China lost the support of the supernatural power, and his whole body fell to the ground.

The red hazy mist continued to pour into Zhang Han's body, suppressing the tricksters in Zhang Han's body, making the conflict between tricks and tricks reduce a lot, but the feeling of tearing and coldness, as well as the sense of oppression exuded by the red coffin, were all intertwined on Zhang Han's body.

In the supernatural collision, Zhang Han's eyes went black, and he lost consciousness with his feet kicked.

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In Dachang City

"Zhou Zheng, I'm Liu Xiaoyu." A crisp female voice came out of Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone.

"I'm Zhou Zheng, what happened to Liu Xiaoyu, is there a new supernatural event in Dachang City?"

"The satellite is in the northwest of Dachang City, and a village called Sushan Village seems to be shrouded in a ghost domain."

"What?!" Zhou Zheng, "I heard it right, if there is a ghost domain, it is at least an A-level supernatural event, and it can't be solved by my ability, I need to apply for foreign aid." ”

"You only need to control this supernatural incident within a controllable range, and as for solving it, you only need to wait for foreign help to come."

"Okay, I'll try my best, you help me evacuate the people from the surrounding villages."

At this time, the wiring room has exploded, and so far there are few A-level events, and only when the protagonist rises, several A-level and S-class ones have been revived.

"Immediately send someone to support Dachang City, and report this matter." In the wiring room, Zhao Jianguo was in a hurry to command, "Tell Zhou Zheng to try his best to limit the spread of this supernatural incident and evacuate the surrounding people." ”

"Captain!" At this moment, Liu Xiaoyu ran to Zhao Jianguo and said in a little panic, "A few hours before the incident, the surveillance in the surrounding villages photographed a high school student going to Sushan Village, and a supernatural incident occurred within a few hours of him entering Sushan Village. ”

"You mean... Is this paranormal event man-made? Zhao Jianguo was puzzled.

"There is no shortage of natural supernatural possibilities." Liu Xiaoyu nodded.

"Have you found out who that student is? Not long after entering, a supernatural event broke out, and this person must not be simple. ”

"Find out, this person's name is Zhang Han, Dajian City's parents divorced and then followed his mother to live in Dashi, his father suffers from severe muscle atrophy, which seems to be a genetic disease, and Zhang Han's grandfather also has a similar disease, Zhang Han took a plane from Dashi to Dachang City this morning and came directly to Sushan Village, and after 5 hours, the red fog incident broke out."

"He suddenly came to Dachang City, and after going to Sushan Village, a supernatural incident broke out, could it be that he is a ghost hunter?" After thinking about it, Zhao Jianguo continued, "The code name of this A-level incident is Red Mist. ”

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The other side.

Zhang Han fell to the ground and fainted, the withered and rotten hand in his right hand growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the skin that grew out became red and black.

With the continuous assimilation of the assimilation trick, the broken arm of the right hand was glued to the old man's arm, and the red mist continued to invade, and Zhang Han's right arm continued to become scarlet.

After a long time, the invasion of the red mist stopped, and the red coffin began to age and rot.

Not long after, Zhang Han woke up from the fainting, sat up, and Zhang Han stayed for a while.

"It turns out that none of this is a dream...", he raised his arm again and looked at the scarlet skin, "The red mist wanted to suppress the old man and the trick in my body, but when it invaded, my assimilation trick assimilated a part of the red mist into my body, and it just so happened that I was controlling this arm again, so in the process of control, I stole a part of the red mist..."

Feeling the weirdness of his right hand, Zhang Han couldn't help but smile: "Heh, I took a risk because of the blessing of misfortune, this time it's my luck, then as long as I find the silver coin and wait for more than ten hours, I can go out." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the red coffin, and the hazy mist had dissipated, leaving only a dark red glow.

Zhang Han had no way to deal with this red coffin, so he had to observe his new supernatural control, the invasion of the treacherous fog, the treacherous domain, and a blood-red left hand, which should not be called turning his back to the treacherous, but slapping people's hands, as long as he patted people, the supernatural of the red hand would immediately invade the person being photographed.

Zhang Han found that although these two tricks were assimilated and assimilated into a part of his puzzle, it was not that they would not recover, but with the suppression of assimilation tricks, the two tricks were also balancing each other, and the recovery time would be greatly extended.