No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The rusty No. 714 bus, covered with moss and unknown aquatic plants, is slowly driving towards the North Station of Jiangjunfen at an unhurried speed.

"Here we come!" Su Che's heart beat wildly.

It's not the first time he's seen the No. 714 bus. He's seen it once on the road outside Huayuan in the south of the city, but that poor imitation is definitely not as oppressive as the one in front of him.

Almost condensed horror poured out from the vehicle body. Anything that entered the range of the No. 714 bus decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pure and thorough breath of death contained no impurities.

demon.

The nouns that Subduing Ghost had spoken emerged from Su Che's mind.

Indeed, the No. 714 bus has become the ghost of the red-clothed ghost inside the bus.

The subduing ghost trembled in fear, even after being infused with soul-inducing incense, it could not suppress the fear that emerged from the depths of its heart.

Ding--

General Tomb North Station is here. Passengers who get off the bus please get off from the back door. Please be careful when you open the door. Please walk well when you get off. The next stop is Shahezi Station.

From a long distance, Su Che could hear the electronic notification sound of the bus stopping.

However, the electronic prompt tone of the 714 bus is not an electronic female voice without emotion, but a male voice exuding deep malice.

Peaceful, monotonous and full of enthusiasm.

Su Che's hair stood up when he heard it, and he took a deep breath. He clenched the mahogany sword in his hand, hid in the green forest and stared at the platform where the No. 714 bus stopped.

Passengers get off...

Chapter 28 What do you want?Die on the street!

A pair of light-yellow high-heeled shoes suddenly appeared beside the bus platform of Jiangjunfen North Station. They were exquisitely shaped, and the upper was inlaid with a bow decorated with pearls and flowers, but the bow was stained with shocking bloodstains.

Su Che hid in the green forest, silently watching the sudden appearance and disappearance of this pair of blood-stained goose-yellow bead flower bowknot high heels.

After the high heels disappeared, two bloody footprints, one large and one small, gradually appeared on the roadside of the bus stop at Jiangjunfen North Station, walking along the road step by step.

Su Che guessed that this was the passenger who got off No.2, and he was still waiting.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a fat face and red face, the fat on his face was almost wrinkled, stumbled down from the back door of the No. 714 bus, reeking of alcohol.

The moment he saw this fat man, Su Che was shocked, "Why is he here?"

This fat man is Li Rusong, the behind-the-scenes owner of Helong Hotel.

He leaned impatiently on the telephone pole next to the platform, as if he wanted to put all the weight of his body fat on this pole that had been corroded and corroded by the No. 714 bus.

Time passed by, Li Rusong stood leaning against the electric pole for more than a minute, burped several times, and then walked to the opposite side of the road near the Lanjiang River, got into a silver car, and drove along the road. The direction from which the 714 bus was coming disappeared into the night.

"It's now!" Su Che snorted.

The subduing ghost followed suit, and he ran away from the green forest in horror. Su Che followed closely behind, waving a mahogany sword, at a steady pace, always three or four bodies away from the subduing ghost.

On the No. 714 bus that stopped at Jiangjunfen North Station, a pair of malicious eyes stuck to the window, flashing red light, fixedly staring at the uniformed ghost and Su Che who were approaching constantly.

Gaba.... Gaba...

The rusty car door retracted back and forth, and the worn-out springs neighed like a dying old man with a hoarse voice.

Su Che, who was chasing behind the subduing ghost, seemed to see dark red water mixed with aquatic plants and rotten fish corpses gushing out from the rusty car door that stretched back and forth like a flood. With dilated pupils, the face that was being bitten by maggots faced Su Che, and the empty mouth kept opening and closing, as if to say something to Su Che.

Close your eyes, and when you open them again, the hallucinations disappear.

The uniformed ghost was just a short distance away from the rusty No. 714 bus. Su Che's short-distance sprint skills were fully activated, and he jumped with all his might. He jumped high and kicked the uniformed ghost on the back.

boom--

With a muffled sound, Su Che kicked the subdued ghost into the No. 714 bus through the back door.

Soon, the subdued ghost disappeared through the door.

Su Che was standing outside the door with a mahogany sword in his hand. He looked inside the car, and it was chaotic inside, but in an instant, the chaotic car suddenly became brighter. Including the subdued ghost, the car full of most of the passengers appeared in Su Che's eyes. .

He stared at the inside of the carriage, all the passengers in the carriage turned their heads, their dead eyes met Su Che's gaze, and fell on him.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome guy like me who is so heroic and handsome?"

Su Che stood outside the door and yelled, picked up a stone from the side of the road and threw it into the carriage.

In the next second, the rear door of bus No. 714 creaked, the door slammed shut, and the reverse lights came on.

The body of the car, which had lost the function of lubricant, erupted into an unbearable sound of violent steel friction, and the front of the car slowly backed up in front of Su Che.

In the driver's seat of the bus, the skinny middle-aged driver turned his head slowly. His cervical spine made a rattling sound, and he turned backwards 180 degrees. His eyes, which were occupied by the whites of his eyes and had no pupils, writhed like maggots.

Staring at Su Che from a strange angle.

Su Che stared back without fear.

"Want what? I'm going to die on the street, I'm Throwing Lou!"

Su Che crossed his arms and looked directly at Li Gui at the driver's seat of the 714 bus.

Bang.

The door is open.

"Get on... get on the bus."

"This is not the bus to kindergarten, I won't get on it!"

Su Che took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the camera and took a picture of Li Gui sitting in the driver's seat of the bus, and he zoomed in on the picture.

Li Gui had a discolored work card hanging on his chest, and Su Che saw the name 'Li Zhiwen' from the blurred writing on the work card.

"Get on... get on the bus."

Li Zhiwen repeated this sentence.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high today. It's not a good day to get in the car. Next time, next time will be sure!"

Su Che waved his hand, took a few steps back, and returned to the bus platform.

Li Zhiwen was still staring at Su Che, slowly raised his skinny hand on the steering wheel, and slowly waved to Su Che.

"goodbye!"

The stalemate didn't last long. Seeing that Su Che hadn't gotten into the car, the whites of Li Zhiwen's eyes suddenly turned black, and the nails on his hands suddenly grew in length, shining with a dark luster. With a sudden stretch, his skinny hands arrived In front of Su Che.

The cold breath rushed straight to the front door, grabbing at Su Che's Tianling Gai.

Su Che squatted down, and swiped the mahogany sword held in front of his chest above his head.

Accompanied by Li Zhiwen's painful screams, its hands were cut off by the mahogany sword and fell to the ground.

"Look at you, I didn't say I won't get in the car anymore. As the saying goes, buying and selling can't be done with righteousness. If you buy and sell by force, you'll lose your hands in the end. How can you drive in the future?"

Su Che looked at the writhing hands still on the ground, and said regretfully.

Li Zhiwen stared at Su Che resentfully, leaning on the steering wheel with his severed hands, a blood-red mist instantly enveloped the stump, his hands were glued to the steering wheel, and the veins and lines of blood vessels spread from the steering wheel to his body.

"We, we... are the slaves of...their...."

"They... will find... you."

Li Zhiwen's jaw opened and closed, and his voice was intermittent.

The front door of the No. 714 bus slammed shut, and the vehicle moved forward slowly, heading for the next stop.

Before the No. 714 bus left, a passenger sitting in the back row turned his head, his white clothes were flushed red, and his rotten face was tightly pressed against the rear window of the bus.

When the bus went away, the traces of corrosion on the bus platform and the streetlights on both sides of the road gradually disappeared. Su Che reached out and touched the platform of Jiangjunfen North Station, and the reinforced concrete became like mud.

The yellowed lights of the street lamps grew dimmer.

"It's really embarrassing for the road administration. The 714 bus is driving around like this every day, who can stand it!"

Looking at the No. 714 bus melting into the distant night, Su Che shook his head, "That red-clothed ghost has never shown up, it's really troublesome."

"It's so interesting, Li Zhiwen's hands didn't disappear."

Picking up Li Zhiwen's hands, which were still writhing on the ground, and stuffing them into the backpack, Su Che was very interested.

He didn't seem to notice at all that a pair of scarlet bloody footprints quietly printed on the ground and appeared behind him.

Chapter 29 The Spoon Killer

My name is Li Zongbao, I am 36 years old, and I am a company executive who has evolved from a code farmer.

I've never come to believe in ghost stories before, but... a recent incident has changed my opinion.

It was the Labor Day holiday on May 5. My wife and I took our children and drove to Nanhe Hot Spring Town for vacation. We encountered a tragic car accident on the highway, killing seven and injuring twelve.

When the wife passed by, she muttered: This is the end of driving at high speed without eyesight, and it deserves it!

That night, we stayed at the hot spring hotel in Nanhe, and unexpectedly encountered strange things like this.

After about ten o'clock in the evening, my wife was soaking in the hot spring in the hotel's bathroom, and suddenly yelled in horror. She said that there were several bloody footprints in the bath.

I hurriedly drained the water in the bath, and sure enough, I saw four bloody footprints distributed in the bath, the footprints were different in size, and they looked like they were left by different people.

My wife thought it was a prank left by the previous resident, so I called the hotel attendant to check the bath.

After a few minutes, the hotel attendant arrived. She checked in the bathroom for a long time, and said firmly that there were no bloody footprints we saw.

My wife was very angry, and so was I. There were so obvious bloody footprints there, how could she open her eyes and talk nonsense.

After that, we continued to call the front desk and asked the hotel to send a new attendant to check.

Five waves of people came to the hotel one after another, and they all killed them, saying that there were no bloody footprints in the bath, how could this be possible.

Damn, is it a hallucination?

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the child was awakened, saying that there were a few dark shadows standing beside the bed making faces to scare him. I turned on the light, and there were a few bloody footprints beside the bed.

My wife screamed in fright, but I remained calm and continued to call the hotel service.

Sure enough, as I guessed, they still said they didn't see the bloody footprints in front of the bed.

In the second half of the night, my wife and children did not dare to fall asleep.

I called the police and explained the situation clearly.

At two o'clock in the morning, two policemen who didn't look like policemen arrived at the hotel.