No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

[Hazard level: C (diffusion level)]

[Behavior: Ritual ghosts, not to be touched]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

【Whether it can be eliminated: No】

[Priority: Very Low]

[Details: At 24:3 on the 45th, a resident of Room 1307, Block A, Linjiang Community, Qicheng City, Handong Province reported to the police that a rotten smell came from Room 2, Block A, Linjiang Community at about 30:1308, and until about 3:45 , the degree of rotten smell continues to deepen, which has seriously affected it.

At 4:27, Zuo Ming and Li Te, the patrol officers of Linjiang District, entered Room 1308, Block A. After investigation, they found that the rotten stench came from a bowl of crucian carp soup.

At 4:50, Zuo Ming and Li Te, who had close contact with the stinky crucian carp soup, experienced varying degrees of hallucinations, fear of light and darkness, and insisted that they heard strange sounds similar to babies crying.

At 5:12, Zuo Ming disappeared in the infirmary of the police station in the Linjiang district, and a portion of irregular turbid water stains remained on the scene. After testing, the composition was consistent with that of the stench crucian carp soup in Room 1308, Block A, Linjiang Community.

At 5:27, the incident belonging to 1308, Block A, Linjiang Community, Qicheng City was determined to be a supernatural incident, and the 32nd Detachment of the Special Service Team of the Armed Police Force of Handong Province (codename: Nanguo Sword) intervened in the investigation.

At 7:58, Zhang San, a member of Detachment 32, arrived at Room 1308, Block A, Linjiang Community, and saw nothing abnormal.

At 8:11, Zhang San contacted Patrolman Li Te to find clues.

At 9:27, Zhang San and Li Te disappeared from the infirmary of the Linjiang Police Station at the same time, and two irregular turbid water stains remained on the scene.

At 24:23 on the 59th, it was confirmed that Zhang San lost contact.

At 25:23 on the 59th, Zhang San lost contact.

At 26:23 on the 59th, Zhang San lost contact.

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8月7日16时48分21秒，张三▇及左明、李特等各地失踪者17人现身于临江辖区派出所医务室。

Casualty statistics: 11 dead, 5 injured. 】

[Control measures: Apply for file number: HD-A-028 (Code: ▇▇▇▇) belongings to conduct harmless blockade of the source of the ghosting incident in the secret room. 】

[Appendix 1 to the file: Old Daoist Zhang San▇ (Member of the Southern Sword of the 32nd Detachment of the Han Dongwu Police Special Police Team. To view this entry, level 33 or above is required)]

[File appendix 2; HD-A-28 (Code name: ▇▇▇▇, special authorization is required to view the entry information and call the belongings)]

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The home of the seller of the lightning-struck crooked neck tree called Lao Ding by Lao Ma on the phone is near Menqian Town. Lao Ma drove the Iraqi war-damaged Wuling Hongguang along the winding concrete road in Menqian Town. It took five and six minutes.

A flat field appeared in front of Su Che's eyes, and his vision suddenly opened up. Behind the field were more than a dozen houses standing next to each other, among which were crowded with people. Su Che could see three or five people in sackcloth and filial piety walking around, as if they were attending a funeral. look.

As Su Che's war-damaged Wuling Hongguang in Iraq appeared, a man with an old complexion, at least in his 50s, stood by the side of the road. When he saw the old horse driving, he hurried up to give him a break. Smoke says hello.

"I'm sorry, Boss Ma, I really can't leave here. People were fine early in the morning, but suddenly they disappeared. Alas..." The old-looking middle-aged man handed the old horse a cigarette. Afterwards, he handed Su Che another cigarette, but Su Che politely declined, and the aged-looking middle-aged man resentfully stuffed the cigarette handed to Su Che into his pocket.

The old horse smiled honestly, "We don't want to delay you too much. We will leave after receiving the right product. Where is the crooked neck tree that was struck by lightning last night? Old Ding, please show us!"

"It's on the mountain behind my house." Lao Ding lit the cigarette in his hand and puffed out the clouds, his face showing a little fear, "Last night at around two o'clock when there was heavy rain, there was a sudden thunder, and the place on the mountain behind my house A tree with a crooked neck was struck by lightning."

"By the way, Boss Ma, how do you calculate the price of this tree with a crooked neck struck by lightning?" Lao Ding asked suddenly, with the same simple and honest smile on his old face as Lao Ma, "I heard that these trees struck by lightning are It’s a magic weapon that rich people collect to ward off evil, and the price is very expensive. Boss Ma and we have been friends for more than ten years. I called you when the tree was struck by lightning last night. You must not cheat me.”

"Old Ding, you need to know that the lightning strike wood that can be used to make utensils needs to be peach wood, and that thing can ward off evil spirits. Your crooked neck tree is used for topping a ball. The boss who bought this thing is just for playing with beads." Lao Ma said confidently that, as a profiteer in the antique street in Jiangcheng, it is only his basic professional skill to ask for a lot of money and pay back the money.

Su Che was too lazy to chat with the two of them, so he went straight to the point, "I haven't looked at anything yet, so it's too early to talk about the price. If the things are serious, I will definitely not let you suffer, are you right, old horse?"

Regarding Su Che's words, the old horse is really powerless to complain. Someone Su who directly chopped a high-quality mahogany sword worth 88 yuan into [-] yuan with a dragon-slaying knife, had the nerve to say this.

Old Ding, who sells trees, knows the market well. There are not a few trees that are struck by lightning every year, and the crooked neck tree on the mountain behind him is not a precious wood. It is lucky that someone is willing to pay for it.

He took a look at Su Che's appearance. He was dressed very simply. Apart from being a little handsome and having a sunny and contagious smile, there was nothing unusual about him. He didn't look like a rich man. He was far from the image of a fat sheep who was asking for a lot of money. Far, far less like a rich second generation with a lot of money and no place to spend.

After smoking a cigarette, he held an umbrella and led the way, "All right, follow me, and I'll take you to see the goods."

Su Che and Lao Ma got out of the car one after another, followed Lao Ding to the back hill, and once entered a small residential area consisting of more than a dozen houses.

Most of the houses in this small residential area are newly built rural villas, which are pleasing to the eye and full of simple rural life. Two groups gathered together to busy themselves with the matter at hand, occasionally a few people raised their heads to look at the three of Su Che who were walking, but they didn't show any curiosity.

But...the strange phenomenon in front of the laying of the mourning hall attracted Su Che's attention.

It was still early in the morning, and there were already six people sitting there outside the simple mourning hall, drinking one cup after another, completely ignoring the busy people around and the dead who hadn't had time to be put into the coffin in the mourning hall , People who passed by them didn't pay much attention to them, and they were still drinking outside the mourning hall in broad daylight.

"Is it a local custom to drink outside the mourning hall in broad daylight?" Su Che stopped the old horse and asked.

Lao Ma didn't know very well, so he glanced over there and said, "I don't know, Mr. Su, you can ask Lao Ding, he is a local, and he knows the local customs very well."

He repeatedly called Lao Ding who lived in the front to lead the way, and when he heard the question relayed by Lao Ma, Lao Ding racked his brains for a long time before giving an ambiguous answer, "There must be such a custom, I can't remember clearly, wait Let's go to the back mountain to look at the goods and come back, I'll help you go over and ask!"

No one paid much attention to the brief contact, only Su Che looked at the drunken people in front of the mourning hall, his eyes were cold.

"One, two, three, four, five... It seems that there is someone missing, there is a problem!"

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Seeing Su Che standing still, the old horse couldn't help hesitating a bit, following Su Che's gaze, he looked in the direction of the mourning hall which was not too far away and was still under construction.

The picture that appeared in his sight was indeed a bit weird. The people who were busy helping with work and the people who were drinking around the table seemed to be in different worlds, and there was no intersection between them.

But no matter how the old horse looked at it, he didn't think there was anything strange, so he opened his mouth to dispel Su Che's worries, "Mr. Su, are you thinking too much? Besides, it's just a group of people drinking, there's nothing to see. "

Su Che counted again, and there were still five people sitting there drinking. It was indeed different from the number of people Su Che saw at the beginning. Under his nose... one person disappeared without warning.

But Su Che didn't feel any abnormal reaction. Except for one person who disappeared out of thin air, the five people who were still sitting there drinking gave Su Che the feeling that they were all living people, not even a little ghost.

For some reason, Su Che saw someone disappearing without warning, and the five people who were still sitting drinking one after another, felt like a dark wind was blowing through his back, making the goosebumps on the back of his hands stand up.

Compared with the ghosts that Su Che had encountered before, the weird scene outside the mourning hall that had not yet been built made him feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"Perhaps the level of horror is not even comparable to that of a ghost, but even I can't feel the strangeness of this kind of appearance in broad daylight. This kind of ghost is too evil!"

Su Che collected his thoughts, the coolness in his eyes dissipated quickly, he let out a long breath and said, "As long as there are peanuts in the wine, it won't be like this."

"It's probably inappropriate for these people to drink together outside the mourning hall of the dead in broad daylight." The old horse said in a daze, as if he didn't hear any other meaning from Su Che's words.

Instead of approaching the scene of alcoholism outside the mourning hall rashly, Su Che continued to follow Lao Ding and Lao Ma to the back hill. After walking for more than 20 minutes, a tree with a crooked neck that was still smoking appeared in front of Su Che.

"This is the tree." Lao Ding pointed to the smoking crooked neck tree and said.

Su Che walked up to the crooked-neck tree and observed it carefully. The trunk of this crooked-neck tree was not big. Because it was struck by lightning last night and then burned with an open fire, the trunk was scorched black, and the branches and leaves were blown everywhere by the lightning strike. .

Stretching out his hand to touch it, Su Che didn't feel the warmth of the lightning-struck wooden tombstone he got in Nanfeng last time, so Su Che was inevitably a little disappointed about it.

However, when he thought that the lightning-struck wood tombstone was a gift brought to his door by ghosts, he gradually balanced his mind, "I don't want to be as good as the consecrated coffin board, but it can have half the efficacy of the consecrated mahogany sword given by the system!"

The system’s evaluation has repeatedly insisted that the Kaiguang Taomujian came from the Yiwu Small Commodity Market. Some time ago, he really believed the system’s nonsense. He contacted more than one merchant who coordinates the Yiwu Small Commodity Market on Pingxixi, and browsed through a large number of merchants who claimed to be the Kaiguang Taomujian. And the display video of the samples, compared one by one, not to mention the exact same consecrated mahogany sword, there is not even anything similar.

The main reason is the bright yellow paper strips glued with AB glue on the consecrated mahogany sword, as well as the crooked and strange symbols like ghost symbols, which are really eye-catching. After all, such crude and poor-quality craftsmanship is basically unforgettable at a glance. .

And the consecrated mahogany sword samples and catalogs produced by these merchants are more refined and more upscale.

It doesn't look like a serious consecrated mahogany sword.

"Mr. Su, is the product right?" Seeing Su Che turning back from the tree with his neck twisted by lightning, the old horse asked nervously.

Su Che shook his head, the tension on the old horse's face instantly turned into deep disappointment.

"Then do you still want it?" Lao Ding hurriedly said.

Su Che thought for a while, and then replied, "I'll bring some samples to verify the effect..."

Lao Ding interrupted before he finished speaking, "Don't fix these fake things, you can take this tree away for five thousand a piece, and I don't want any more! If you don't want it, I will saw it off and use it as firewood tonight. gone."

He knew very well that this crooked-neck tree that was struck by lightning last night was not a precious wood, and its appearance was not good. If it hadn't been struck by lightning, it could only be used as firewood at best.

There are many lightning-struck woods that have been struck by lightning during thunderstorms. Regardless of the type of wood, it is rare to be taken advantage of. This Mr. Su said that he took some samples back to verify the effect. Who knows how long it will take?

After this village, there is no such shop.

"There's no rush, the results from my side will come out soon!" Su Che casually picked up a few branches that were not completely burnt, and was going to use the ghost at the bottom of the mountain to test the effect.

However, Lao Ding didn't want to do it, he insisted on asking Su Che to confirm the purchase intention on the spot, otherwise he would be burned as firewood tonight.

"I'll take a step back, four thousand five, four thousand five, what do you think? Boss Su!" Lao Ding continued to bargain.

At this time, the crooked-neck tree with its blackened trunk suddenly crackled, and then fell to the ground under Lao Ding's horrified eyes. Lao Ding's face turned green when he saw the crooked-neck tree break on the spot.

"Two thousand, two thousand a piece! Give Boss Su 2000 yuan and you can take this tree away immediately!" Lao Ding's face turned green, as if he had eaten a fly.

I thought that I braved the heavy rain to go into the mountains last night to put out the fire of the crooked-neck tree that was struck by lightning, just to save a good appearance so that I could raise the price on the ground. In front of the show on the spot 'I cracked' the scene.

Is my old man shameless?

Seeing that Lao Ding talked about this, Su Che could only nod his head in agreement with the deal. He went to the broken part of the crooked neck tree and touched it a few times with his hands. The neck tree caused a lot of damage, and several obvious cracks were clearly discernible at the broken trunk. It seemed that it was the cracks that widened just now that caused the crooked neck tree to split on the spot.

"Please get me a saw!" Su Che turned to Lao Ding and shouted.

Lao Ding, who had finally sold the split-neck tree on the spot, agreed to Su Che's tiny requests, left quickly, and after a few minutes, he rushed to Su Che, panting, with the saw.

Saw off a piece of wood from the crooked neck tree, which was more than half a meter long, and then peeled off the bark. Without the bark restraint, the cracked wood inside split into several pieces instantly. Su Che found a smaller piece of wood and took it from his body. Take out the Swiss Army Knife prepared in advance from the tool bag you carry, and start to polish the wood.

"I thought I wouldn't encounter special situations when I went out during the day, so I didn't bring my backpack out. Otherwise, it would be much easier to grind it with an angle grinder!"

It took more than ten minutes for Su Che to sharpen the two ends of this small piece of wood, and then flatten the protrusions at the corners. In this way, Su Che successfully polished a wooden stick the size of a steel rod with two sharp ends.

Without avoiding the eyes of Lao Ma and Lao Ding, Su Che immediately took out the tool bag to carry, wrapped the blood-colored plaque with special plastic wrap, and wrapped the rough wooden stick with yellow paper. Su Che casually found a small The branches of the tree were stained with blood and blood spots, so they smeared crooked and ugly ghost symbols on the yellow paper.

Only Lao Ma and Lao Ding were left looking at each other, Lao Ding and Su Che didn't know each other well and dared not speak, only the talkative Lao Ma asked suspiciously, "Mr. Su, are you drawing a talisman?"

"At what age do you still draw symbols? I'm just making specific handicrafts that are highly destructive to special things!" Su Che said without turning his head.

"???" The old horse's clear mind was confused by Su Che's words, "What? What did you say in a long paragraph, Mr. Su?"

Stopping the last stroke of the ghost painting talisman, the familiar warm feeling still did not appear, Su Che did not rashly conclude that the consecration was unsuccessful, but turned his face sideways with a smile on his face and said to the old horse, "In other words, I am consecrating !"

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On the way down the mountain, Lao Ma and Lao Ding still couldn't forget what Su Che said just now, and their eyes were fixed on the wooden stick in Su Che's hand.

Even though they witnessed with their own eyes a few minutes ago how this wooden stick was cut off from the crooked neck tree by Su Che, and then processed into two sharpened sections as it is now, and the yellow paper wrapped around the wooden stick was painted with strange red paint, Finally, I heard Su Che claim that this is a consecration process.

"This way you can consecrate? You're probably kidding me!"

Both of their faces are full of expressions that you are teasing me.

There was no talking all the way, and the rain continued, and the three of them were more or less wet by the torrential rain to varying degrees.

Due to the impact of the heavy rain, the way down the mountain was far more difficult than the way up the mountain. It took the three of Su Che twice as long as going up the mountain before returning to the place where they went up the mountain.