My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

But why... is Hao Xie here?
Is this "Haoxie" an illusion, or was he really captured?

Zhang Hao couldn't tell the difference, he really couldn't tell the difference.

"Zhang Hao, you always think you are extraordinary, so how do you feel when you see your good friend is about to die in front of you?" The immortal said, taking out a dagger.

The dagger stabbed directly into Hao Xie's stomach!

Hao Xie's expression instantly turned into pain. He fell to the ground holding his stomach, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Hao...save me..."

"Hao Xie!" Zhang Hao wanted to move, but found himself frozen.

He also fell into the trap.

In the barrier, the party with stronger willpower will have the upper hand.

And the knife just now seemed to have brought about a drastic change in their status!
The immortal looked at Zhang Hao's panicked expression with satisfaction and stabbed him again.

Hao Xie looked even more painful.

"Save me... Zhang Hao... please..."

Zhang Hao's body froze.

Then he sat down slowly with a dull expression.

"What do you want from me? Just tell me..."

"Hahahaha! There are others too. This is only the first one. Can't you stand it?" The immortal laughed wildly.

"I can't watch the person I care about die in front of me. You can do whatever you want, just stop...he will really die!" Zhang Hao said in pain.

The immortal was very satisfied with Zhang Hao's answer. He stepped on Hao Xie, sat down and looked down at him.

"Give me all your spiritual power, right now."

"No... My spiritual power is very strong, I want to use it to protect..."

“He’s almost dead, is this your protection?” The immortal interrupted Zhang Hao and stepped on him hard. After hearing Hao Xie’s cry of pain, he said with satisfaction: “You are nothing, you can’t protect your companions, and you can’t save the world.

Your best choice now is to give up all your power, become an ordinary person, and live in a corner without these powers!"

"My power... my power... is insignificant. I am nothing. What use is my power like this..."

"Of course it's useful! With your power, the master can fulfill his wish--"

The immortal paused when he spoke here.

"No, no, I can't say that. I can't say that."

"I am insignificant, I might as well destroy myself."

Zhang Hao seemed to be in extreme pain. He pinched his neck tightly, his face flushed red but he didn't let go, as if he really wanted to commit suicide.

"No, no, no, don't strangle yourself! Spiritual power is only useful if you voluntarily give it up! No!" the immortal said hurriedly.

"I can't do anything. My spiritual power can't help anyone." Zhang Hao said in despair.

"No, no, no, it works." The immortal was really panicked. He walked over and pulled Zhang Hao's hand away, saying, "With your power, you can help others! As long as you contribute your power, another person in this world will be resurrected because of you! What a great thing this is! Look, you, who are so insignificant, can do such a great thing. Do you want to give it a try?!"

"Resurrected because of me?"

Zhang Hao muttered to himself and suddenly laughed.

The immortal breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Zhang Hao had temporarily given up the idea of ​​suicide.

However, the next moment, Zhang Hao raised his head and looked directly into the immortal's eyes.

"That is to say, the purpose of your master behind the scenes is to resurrect someone, right?"

The immortal stood there in a daze, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"You...you didn't fall for it!"

"Humph, you are so stupid. You revealed the master's purpose so easily. If I were your master, I would have thrown you into the wilderness to train you!"

Zhang Hao said, stood up, and pushed the immortal's body away. The immortal's body floated to the ground like a feather, and lay together with the body of "Hao Xie".

"No... How is this possible? How did you find out?!"

"In fact, I was a little confused at first, and I didn't understand how Hao Xie got involved. But from the moment Hao Xie begged me for mercy, I knew that the one in your hand was a fake."

"How on earth did you find out?!"

"That's how I found out." Zhang Hao walked over, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Because Hao Xie is not the kind of person who ignores the overall situation. Even if I am really taken hostage, he will let me act according to the plan. He will not beg me for mercy for his own life. That's not his style!"

The immortal wanted to "kill people and destroy their hearts", but he didn't expect it to be completely in vain!
If Hao Xie hadn't begged for mercy, he might have fallen into the trap for a short time, but would have cheered up afterwards.

But ever since the immortal revealed his flaw, Zhang Hao has been wanting to use this method to trick him.

No matter how similar the imitation is, it is not Hao Xie after all.

At the same time, the body of "Hao Xie" on the ground gradually changed and turned into a ball of black mud.

"no, do not want……"

The immortal wanted to get up, but found that his body was out of control.

He was horrified to find that even in his own barrier, he couldn't defeat Zhang Hao.

"You want to sacrifice yourself to gain power, not because you think that power is pure and powerful, but because you don't have the strength to plunder it! Otherwise, you wouldn't have given those girls a bracelet as a 'promise' in a dishonest way. That's your ugly heart.

You are weak and incompetent, but you desire to be strong. You and the master behind you use this as a bargaining chip to get him to do things for you, right?

You are so weak that you can only use this method to suppress me with your mental strength when facing me, otherwise you have no chance of winning. "

As Zhang Hao spoke one heart-piercing word after another, the immortal's body gradually became thinner.

In the end, he became skin and bones! This is the true appearance of an immortal!

Zhang Hao shattered the barrier with one palm and killed the immortal with another sword.

——This man is useless now. Judging from his stupidity, he probably doesn’t know anything more than the information he just accidentally revealed.

Hao Xie and others rushed in and saw the barrier in the house that had not yet completely dissipated. They recognized where they were at a glance and guessed the immortal's actions.

The mottled barrier inside the house is dissipating, the two houses of completely different styles are merging with each other, and one of them is slowly fading away.

"Thank you for your hard work." Hao Xie patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder.

When they detected the immortal's spiritual power was so weak outside the barrier just now, they knew that this seemingly transparent barrier was the best he could do. They also naturally guessed that he wanted to use mental suppression to fight against Zhang Hao.

But they knew very well how strong Zhang Hao's willpower was, so they naturally had no worries.

"Well, did you find out anything?"

"No, but we sense that in addition to the two of you, there is another object with powerful spiritual power in this room."

"Objects? They're dead objects, not people?"

"Yes, let's look for it."

Several people searched the house, and suddenly, Han Shan's eyes locked on a red velvet box.

"That place... seems to have spiritual power fluctuations."

Everyone gathered around and opened the box, revealing a fist-sized crystal ball.

The crystal ball is crystal clear, but there seem to be wisps of colorful threads floating inside.

These "lines" will condense inside the crystal ball and then disappear inside the crystal ball.

After studying it for a while, Zhang Hao said, "I finally understand why there is no large-scale spiritual power fluctuation nearby. It turns out that everything is happening in this small crystal ball."

"what?"

Fatty Wang picked it up and pondered for a moment, then pouted and said, "It doesn't look anything special... I've seen such a big night-shining pearl when I went to the tomb, but Hao Xie didn't let me take it."

"Okay, Fatty, stop talking nonsense." Hao Xie put the crystal ball back into the box and said, "Tell me, why is this crystal ball special? How did you know?"

"From what I sensed, spiritual energy will gather here and then be transmitted to a certain place... This crystal ball is like a transit station."

Like a transit station... that is, there may be other transit stations?

This discovery made everyone else feel disappointed.

They went to so much trouble to track down one of them and officially got in touch with the clue. Could it be that there are countless other "crystal balls" waiting for them?
When everyone was at a loss, Zhang Hao placed his hand on the crystal ball and slowly input his spiritual power into it.

Upon seeing this, Hao Xie's face changed drastically, and he hurried forward to pull down his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just want to use my spiritual power to check over there."

"...Why do you do this?"

"I want to track it. My spiritual power can track it. I want to see who is behind it."

As Zhang Hao spoke, his eyes did not rest on the crystal ball. He knew that this thing was just a container and the real culprit was the person who created it.

He looked into the distance, as if he wanted to keep his sights fixed on the unknown murderer.

Seeing this, the others stopped trying to stop him and quietly searched the room to see if there were any other clues.

Zhang Hao’s guess was correct. This immortal really didn’t know any more information. The only clue here was the crystal ball. It was a chess piece of the real murderer and it would be discarded after use without any regret.

This also explains why they did not receive any news or warning after killing the immortal.

-

"Madam, Zhang Hao's spiritual power has arrived."

A bodyguard in a suit came forward holding a crystal ball. There was a brilliant white light flashing inside the crystal ball. Although it was only a faint light, it seemed to illuminate everything.

When the lady saw this thing, a flash of amazement flashed in her eyes. She almost wanted to take it for herself immediately and take away everything from Zhang Hao...

But such a small amount of spiritual power obviously showed that they had failed. This was something Zhang Hao sent on purpose.

"I'm afraid he wants to use his spiritual power to track our whereabouts?"

"Ah? Sorry ma'am, I'm remiss. I'll throw it away right now!"

"No, send it back as is." Madam closed her eyes, suppressed the urge to possess the crystal ball, and said, "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Sooner or later...sooner or later I will have all that. Now is not the time. My chess game is not yet set."

"Yes."

-

At night, Zhang Hao kept guarding the crystal ball.

After the immortal died, the crystal ball gradually lost its color and became ordinary.

Obviously, the "promise" of those girls has also disappeared. They will wonder why they are getting fat and will be heartbroken to find other solutions, but they will never know that if they succeed, they will become murderers to another extent.

Suddenly, the crystal ball emitted a dazzling light.

Looking closely, there was a ball of flowing white light inside. This white light was warm and powerful, making people want to possess it.

——This is Zhang Hao’s strength, the pure and powerful power deep in his heart.

He deliberately threw this power as bait, hoping to lure the other party to accept it, but he didn't expect it to come back.

This means that the other party did not accept it.

Knowing that it was sent by Zhang Hao, they refused to accept it. Were they too cautious, or did they simply not value this little thing and wanted to own it all?

"I finally... confronted you head-on."

The crystal ball flickered, as if responding to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao retracted his power, and the crystal ball lost its color again and turned into a dead object. Just like the fate of the immortal, after losing its function, it seemed ordinary, even fragile and breakable.

-

In the white mist, a red figure was looming.

The figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if luring the people behind to chase at an alluring speed.

Han San was panting and running as fast as he could!
The cold air whistled through his lungs and his body was almost torn apart by pain, but he was unaware of it and was only focused on desperately chasing the cloak.

That red cloak, the cloak that appeared in his dreams countless times!

Suddenly, the figure stopped!
The fog dissipated and Han Shan was surprised to find himself standing on the edge of a cliff.

He wanted to retreat, but found that the abyss behind him had turned into a bottomless abyss without him knowing when. He was forced into a desperate situation, with no way forward or backward.

The red cloak floated in the air, smiling gently.

Han Shan felt as if he was sick. He clearly saw the man's face, but couldn't recognize it. The next moment he forgot what the man looked like.

The person was clearly speaking, but the next moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman!

"Who are you...what are you going to do!?"

"You are the source of all evil. Don't feel sorry for yourself. You are the sinner!"

"I'm not—!"

Han San shouted and woke up from his dream.

He was soaking wet and breathing rapidly.

This is his bedroom. Everything inside was arranged by Zhang Hao himself. He should have felt at ease, but now... he understood that his inner demons had corroded his body and mind. Even if he stayed here, he could not feel at ease at all.

Han Shan hesitated, not knowing whether it was wise to stay here any longer.

Even though danger was approaching his home, he, who considered himself the "culprit", was still greedy for the protection of Zhang Hao and others.

Perhaps this protection is simply out of a sense of responsibility, or perhaps they don't want to watch the world fall into destruction.

But... he always felt that all the beautiful things in the world had nothing to do with him.

Although his memory was vague, there was always a voice deep in his heart telling him that he was a bad person...

"Should I...solve this matter in my own way?"

In the empty room, his question echoed in the air, but no one responded.

When he went downstairs, he saw Fatty Wang and Hao Xie talking.

Hansan walked over and asked, "What are you talking about?" (End of this chapter)