No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Everything was ready, Su Che turned off the lights in the living room, and then put the paper lamp into the bedroom.

Huang Xiaoying, who lost the pressure of the paper lamp, emerged from the blood-stained high heels. At the same time, Zhang Yi also appeared wearing a black dress and holding an umbrella. In the living room, the spotted mold began to grow wildly, and gradually expanded in the cracks in the corners.

After thinking again and again, Su Che did not release the pale-faced female ghost wrapped in a special plastic wrap. Once this unkillable monster escapes, it will cause great harm. Moreover, Su Che promised to feed it with a headless ghost. Never break your promise.

In the dark living room, the evil wind brought by the two female ghosts continued to spread, and the atmosphere was quiet and terrifying, so quiet that Zhang Yi's heartbeat could be heard.

Su Che yawned. If the system hadn't refreshed the challenge task, he might have fallen asleep.

Wrapping the red string around a white candle, and tying the other end to his right thumb, Su Che took out the lighter, and in the dark living room, a faint flame soon lit up.

In the gusty wind, the burning flame of the lighter looks so small, like a weak candle in the strong wind, it will be extinguished with a slight blow.

After a while, the burning flame of the lighter even turned into a faint green, gloomy and cold.

"Can you two go farther away? My lighter can't light the candle!" Su Che said, looking at the two female ghosts standing beside him who were curious about what he was going to do.

Huang Xiaoying hugged the dirty little boy puppet and walked to the window silently, making a rattling sound, and Zhang Yi, who was holding an umbrella, also retreated to the entrance, staring at Su Che intently.

As the two female ghosts moved away, the flame of the lighter in Su Che's hand turned orange. He was afraid that the two female ghosts would approach again, so he quickly lit two white candles, and then put away the lighter.

The candlelight of the two white candles gradually lit up, and some dim light returned to the extremely dark living room.

The little hen in the coop looked at Su Che tremblingly. It couldn't understand what shocking thing this frenzied human being was going to do. It instinctively felt that danger was coming. It even ignored Huang Xiaoying who was standing beside it. The crawler curled up to a corner away from Su Che, the chicken head retracted into the wings.

If you can't see it, you won't be afraid!

And the big black dog was lying on the tile floor heartlessly, spitting all over the floor, licking the floor over and over again, it was a veritable licking dog.

In the dim yellow candlelight, Su Che sat cross-legged facing two lit white candles. The red string on his thumb was placed in the middle of the white candles. The hot wax oil kept dripping, and soon the rope was wrapped around the white candles. wrapped in red string.

I don't know if it was Su Che's delusion, but he always felt that the white candle directly opposite him was plain white, but it was inexplicably reddened.

Just like a big red candle for a wedding, the writing of "囍" seems to exist in the white candle.

Time passed by, the white candle became redder and redder, and the Chinese character "囍" became clearer and clearer. Su Che was bored and whispered, "Are you here? It's not early, If you don't come, I'm going to sleep!"

In the dim living room, a person, a dog, and two ghosts stared fixedly at the two pairs of burning white candles with eight eyes, but they had already turned into red candles.

In the dead of night, turning off all the lights in the living room alone and playing a horror game in a dim environment should have a weird atmosphere, but after Su Che's interruption, the feeling of weirdness and horror disappeared.

Wang Wang Wang!

The big black dog barked suddenly.

The flames of the two white candles quietly placed on the tiled floor trembled, and then faintly turned into a permeating green, and then strange things happened.

Su Che heard a low, rustling strange sound. It was obviously an extremely quiet living room with only the faint beating of the heart beating, but the strange rustling sound seemed to be directly beside him.

Ga...

crunch...

Scratching noises.

It was as if sharp nails were scratching on the wall.

At the same time, the already low temperature in the house became even colder.

At this time, the living room seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, bringing the extreme cold of the severe winter of eighty-nine.

Su Che yawned helplessly, shaking the goosebumps that appeared on his body, "By the way, you ghosts always like to play this kind of tune to heighten the horror atmosphere? Will you pay for the medical expenses if I catch a cold?"

Ga...

crunch...

The ear-piercing scratching sound stopped suddenly, and then it seemed to be scratching like crazy. Gradually, the crazy scratching sound disappeared.

In its place was an eerie call.

'I like you......'

'Can you... come and stay with me...? '

This strange call seemed to appear in a dark corner of the living room, peeping at Su Che from the darkness with malicious eyes.

Ok.

Up to now, Su Che has finally figured out who this ghost is. These two malicious calls are related to the blood-stained love letter he received with his blood-stained nails after fishing for the cremated body of An Lan at night in Lanjiang. The handwriting is exactly the same.

Su Che himself forgot about the bloody love letter that he rolled into a ball and stuffed into his backpack. He didn't expect that it doesn't matter if he forgot, the female ghost who wrote the love letter came to him by himself. You give up, you can't get me!"

Then Su Che said faintly, "You are a ghost, but we are really not suitable. I think you will be able to find another ghost in your ghost life!"

Su Che's words seemed to have offended the unknown existence hiding in the dark corner of the living room, it scratched the wall desperately, as if it wanted to rip Su Che's flesh to pieces.

Then, it seemed that something was dragging along the floor, making a swishing sound, which was inexplicably eerie.

Further on, there was a low knock on the anti-theft door in the living room.

thump...

dong dong...

There was a dull sound, like some kind of object was hitting the security door outside the living room.

"If you hit the door with your head, I won't pay for the damage." Su Che said calmly.

The sound of banging on the door outside became more and more urgent, intertwined with the sound of sharp nails scratching the wall, and it sounded continuously and crazily.

Su Che looked at Zhang Yi who was standing at the entrance with a black umbrella in his hand, nodded to signal her to open the door, stretched out his slender white arms, and Zhang Yi directly opened the locked security door.

The dark stairwell was empty.

A gust of sinister wind poured down from the stairwell into the living room, the faint green candles vibrated violently, the harsh scratching sound, the loud knocking on the door, and even the strange rustling sound in Su Che's ear, all the sounds stopped.

The big black dog glanced up with its flashing green eyes, then silently retreated under the sofa, trembling with fear.

above the ceiling.

Thin bits and pieces fell down.

It's a woman's hair.

It is black and dense, like floating water plants, one by one reflected in the penetrating light of the green candlelight.

Su Che looked up, and a strange face with blood from all seven orifices hung upside down from the ceiling. The bright red wedding dress, phoenix crown and Xiapei looked like a married bride.

'I like you......'

'Can you... come and stay with me...? '

Su Che tore off the red rope wrapped around his right thumb, scratched his head, pointed to Huang Xiaoying standing by the window and Zhang Yi standing holding an umbrella, and said to them, "Have you ever beaten them? Can you beat them? I'll let you hehehe!"

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The female ghost in the red wedding dress was bleeding from all seven orifices, and its eyes were completely occupied by Su Che's figure from the moment it entered the living room. It wasn't until Su Che made a sound that it realized that there was something weird in the living room.

The expressionless Huang Xiaoying was lingering by the window wearing blood-stained high-heeled shoes, holding a little boy puppet in her hand that exudes a strong smell of rotten food. It was extremely dirty and ugly.

At the entry porch, Zhang Yi, wearing a black dress, stood quietly, holding a long-handled pitch-black umbrella and looking at this side motionlessly.

Not only that, but there seemed to be a scarlet eye staring at him in the cracks in the plastic wrap rolled up on the TV cabinet, and the big black dog shivering under the sofa silently dripped stinky saliva.

Even the little hen, who was locked in the coop with her head buried in her wings, exuded a faintly strange aura.

In a narrow living room of more than ten square meters, white candles are twined with red strings, tiny green sparks are constantly jumping, and the female ghost in a red wedding dress is a little confused. There are so many ghosts in this living room...

It stared blankly at Su Che, its weeping eyes were completely occupied by the diffused pure black pupils, and it softly called out strangely.

'I like you......'

'Can you... come and stay with me...? '

This strange call sounded so urgent, full of grievances like a boudoir's wives, and even mixed with a little happiness and inexplicable shyness.

But more is the incisive and terrifying killing intent.

tick tock...

tick tock...

The blood-stained love letter that was rolled into a ball by Su Che and stuffed into the backpack appeared in its hand, and the blood flowing from the seven orifices dripped on the rolled-up blood-stained love letter, and it slowly opened.

The crooked handwriting that seemed to be cut out by sharp nails was printed on the yellowed paper. The female ghost in the red wedding dress suddenly seemed to go crazy, and tore the crumpled blood-stained love letter in her hand. One after another, they poured down from the ceiling.

Intertwined with the long black hair of the female ghost in the scarlet wedding gown, its blood-stained crimson sharp nails protrude from under the scarlet wedding gown, and blue-purple coagulated blood vessels lie under the pale skin.

Ga...

crunch...

The unnerving shrill scratching sound sounded again.

Wang!

The big black dog barked violently.

The blood-stained nails suddenly protruded from Su Che's back, grabbing at his heart.

But in the next moment, Zhang Yi's figure, who was standing in the entrance with an umbrella, flickered suddenly, and the sharp crimson nails that had just protruded from Su Che's back were withdrawn abruptly like an electric shock.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground kept lingering, and Su Che looked straight at the ghost in a red wedding dress hanging upside down from the ceiling, "Why bother, I know your mood is very complicated now, but this kind of thing can't be forced .Listen to my advice from Su, you don’t have to love, please don’t hurt.”

Hearing Su Che's nonchalant voice, the female ghost in the red wedding dress went mad. It viciously glanced back and forth at the two female ghosts, Zhang Yi and Huang Xiaoying. Visible red dots flashed in its pure black pupils.

The sharp, piercing scratches grew louder.

Huang Xiaoying, who was lingering by the window, froze, and the sound of her clacking high-heeled shoes stopped suddenly. The dirty little boy doll she held on her chest exuded a strong smell of spoiled food, showing some fingernail marks and fluff. Upside down, stained with blood.

The dirty little boy who was unfortunately lying on the gun appeared in an instant, let out a shrill scream, and looked at the female ghost in the red wedding dress hanging from the ceiling in fear, it was about to cry.

The last time Huang Xiaoying threw him out, he faced a red-clothed ghost. Why did a female ghost in a red wedding dress appear after a day?

How could there be so many red clothes in this city?

The expressionless Huang Xiaoying pushed the dirty little boy and encouraged it to deal with the ghost in the red wedding dress. It took two steps forward with a sad face, "I have no friends, big...big sister... ...can you be my...friend?"

The female ghost in the red wedding dress did not make a sound, her pure black eyes were filled with blood-colored pupils the size of pinpoints, and she stared blankly at the dirty little boy with a face bleeding from all seven orifices.

"I understand." The dirty little boy wanted to cry but had no tears, "I'll clean up and get out."

Hey.