No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Facing the walls filled with morgues on three sides, the gray-faced passenger showed a ferocious smile, "The whole morgue is full of ghosts, even though they are all ordinary resentful spirits, but letting them all out is enough to give Dongjiang Guoan a headache. More than 100 ghosts, even if it is more than 100 pigs that let themselves fly, they will not be able to catch them all in a while!"

The next moment, screams of endless pain sounded from the rows of mortuary cabinets in the morgue.

Immediately afterwards, gusts of chilly wind howled crazily in the morgue, and the mortuary cabinets covering three walls began to shake violently, hitting the walls violently, and murmured endlessly in mourning and pain.

"That's right, that's it, that's it!" The grim-faced passenger's ferocious smile grew brighter and brighter, "Spread your resentment and pain throughout Jiangcheng!"

The sound of the morgue hitting the wall like a storm echoed continuously, and corpses crawled out of the morgue one after another, and the incandescent lights on the ceiling turned green faintly, reflecting densely packed ghostly shadows.

Suddenly a morgue popped up towards the ashen-faced passenger with a whoosh, a highly decomposed male corpse popped out of the morgue, slowly stretched out his only remaining big flower arm, showing that he had been thrown back three times and six times. In the bloody corpse, he grabbed the shoulder of the ashen-faced passenger.

Then drag it into the morgue.

"Wait a minute, what's going on here? I'm here to let you out and get out of this cage!" The ashen-faced passenger was stunned, and he hissed in disbelief, "In your eyes, shouldn't I be with you? Are they both ghosts?"

"It's not right, it's so wrong, what happened to these ghosts?"

Not only was there only one big flower arm left, but the corpses that crawled out of the morgue frantically rushed towards the ashen-faced passengers from all directions. But the voice full of resentment murmured repeatedly, such malicious words as "two or five sons", "bringing a living person to persecute us", "death to the liar".

"This is different from what you said. Didn't the information provided by Granny Meng say that you only need to open the door of the morgue in Jiangcheng Funeral Parlor, and then blow up the crematorium in the cremation room to release these ghosts? Why would they attack directly? I, is this reasonable?"

The ashen-faced passenger was instantly crushed under him by hundreds of ghosts stacked on top of each other, tearing his body apart frantically, as if vowing to tear him apart.

"No, it won't work there, oh, hiss! It's about to break, no, let go, that's not the leg! It's broken... broken... broken, ah!" Miserable The extreme wailing lasted the whole night.

【File number: HD-B-077】

[Summary of Supernatural Events Created by Tarot Society Cultists in Handong and Dongjiang Provinces (Code Name: Tarot Society)]

[Hazard level: B (disaster level)]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

【Whether it can be eliminated: yes】

【Priority: Medium】

【详情：档案编号HS-2002-0328-1（扈市血夜献祭事件）......档案编号JC-2011-0316-1（靖城大发养殖场母猪离奇死亡事件）......档案编号MQ-2016-0428-1（民庆市东洋人偶花子事件）......档案编号JC-2020-0813-1（东江省江城市塘山水库塔罗会邪教分子火拼事件）】（注：档案附录共273条，已压缩。）

[Control measures: 20160515 extra-large cross-provincial extermination operation, and continued pursuit of red arrest warrants]

[File appendix 1: The Fool (the leader of the Tarot Society cult organization, suspected to be a code name shared by many people, and his specific identity cannot be confirmed. To view this entry, level 20 authority is required)]

Chapter 440 Wait, I'm still driving!

There is nothing a man fears more than a sudden silence in the air.

Either the class teacher is spying on you secretly, or someone is trying to harm you.

The moment Su Che asked where the Fool was, the noisy atmosphere in the No. 714 bus suddenly fell into dead silence, leaving only the sound of the bus rolling over the mud at the bottom of the river.

After a short period of silence, all the members of the Tarot Society who were hung on the iron frame of the handrail struggled violently without warning, and at the same time showed Su Che who was standing in front of them a strange roar with a roar that could not be uttered by a living person. In the usual horror scene, the fascia and flesh under their skin were torn apart in the struggle, and large areas of scarlet gore quickly spread under the skin, followed by painful convulsions caused by internal organs collapsing and shattering.

In a short time, the expressions of pain and fear on their faces gradually solidified, irregular blood clots slowly emerged from their faces, and the pupils in their eyes shattered into tiny pieces like explosions, making the transparent vitreous body extremely cloudy.

The sudden changes on their bodies are definitely not limited to this, Su Che, who was standing in front of them, felt the brunt of something evil and terrifying emerging from their corpses, almost in the blink of an eye, the irregular blood clots on their faces It turned into a maroon-purple coagulated corpse spot.

However, before the changes on their corpses were completely completed, the scarlet "two" next to Su Che's shadow crazily overflowed twisted and wriggling blood threads, spreading towards the corpses of members of the Tarot Society cult members who were hung on the iron bars of the handrails.

The twisted and squirming bloodshot was like a hungry monster, as if it was crazy, it pounced on the corpses of the members of the Tarot Society cult, and frantically gnawed on the irregular maroon-purple coagulated corpse spots on their faces.

"Ah ah ah ah ah......"

The dead body that was originally silent convulsed again, and the bloody face screamed, from the skin to the yellowish fat layer, then to the bright red muscle fibers, and finally to the white facial bones, the picture was extremely bloody, just Even Bai Jing, who gave Su Che a look of hatred, turned her head away under the stimulation of such a terrifying scene, and looked out of the car window.

"This...this...this..." Su Che took a half step back subconsciously, and sighed heavily, "This is simply too insane, it is so cruel to the members of my own association Let alone other people? Such an evil fool must be liquidated and eradicated!"

He looked at Britney Sweets, "The insane Fool wantonly killed the members of the association. I don't think he is qualified to continue to be the leader of the Tarot Society! From now on, the Fool has been jointly removed by the only remaining core members of our Tarot Society. The Fool must be picked out and eradicated just like the hermit, the traitor!"

Xiao Tiantian looked confused, hesitant to speak but stopped, stopped talking but then wanted, not knowing what to say.

I could only complain helplessly in my heart, "President, if you continue to do this, there will be no members of the cult in the Tarot Club, and they will all be ghosts like us!"

Bai Jing withdrew her gaze from the car window, stared at Su Che for a while, and then glanced at Xiao Tiantian who didn't know what to say. Although she didn't say anything on the surface, she screamed frantically in her heart, "You guys How can a person look like a ghost? Does the ghost play like you? Not to mention attacking members of the Tarot Society one after another, seizing the identity of a core member of the Tarot Society and playing Infernal Affairs on yourself, until now... even The fools, the leaders of the Tarot Society, have been labeled as traitors by you... Can't you do something that a human being should do?"

Feeling powerless in her heart, Bai Jing even felt a little deeply sad because the hermit provoked Su Che at this moment. Although the hermit is not a human being, he can't beat you!

Su Che couldn't predict Bai Jing's psychological activities of wanting to curse, and the unexpected situation where members of the Tarot Society died at the same time in the carriage reminded him instantly of the old skeleton ghost he bumped into in the elevator of Tengda Building. There are too many similarities, except that the skeleton old ghost has no scum left in front of his eyes, and these members of the Tarot Society left relatively complete corpses.

"Mr. H said that it was hunted down by the Tarot Club and came to Jiangcheng ten years ago. The supernatural event of the dead pendulum clock that has caused the disaster of the Banjiang Bridge to this day also happened ten years ago... It seems that the Fool was in the river in those years. Absolutely participated in the supernatural incident of the bridge, and played a disgraceful role in it..."

The uniform ghost driving the No. 714 bus is undoubtedly a witness to the supernatural incident of the Lanjiang Bridge ten years ago. It said that it had seen the picture of the No. 714 bus passing by the Lanjiang Bridge, but Su Che came from Dongjiang Guoan. The obtained files show that the No. 714 bus sank into the Lanjiang River before the supernatural incident at the Lanjiang Bridge.

Su Che still remembers the photos of the supernatural incident files on the Lanjiang Bridge. The No. 714 bus in the photo is still new, but the faces of the swollen and whitish passengers crowded on the windows are branded and felt before they died. Su Che's extreme fear can be clearly perceived even through the photo.

Therefore, what the uniformed ghost saw should be the 714 bus that has not had an accident.

Take out the black book of the Ghost Story Association, under the black mist, the bodies of the members of the Tarot Society, who died miserably, slowly disappeared into the carriage with the black mist, and the ghost in uniform was still concentrating on driving the 714 bus, piling up mud The potholed riverbed was galloping, but the sudden gaze from behind made his face, which had been run over by the wheels, tense and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"May I ask you something?" Su Che appeared next to the subdued ghost like a ghost, holding the soul-calling banner.

The subduing ghost was so frightened that the whole ghost was dumbfounded, and the hands holding the steering wheel almost missed the No. 714 bus crashing into the flood embankment.

The subdued ghost was terrified, and secretly glanced at the soul-invoking banner in Su Che's hand, which looked like a lamppost. The paper lamp hanging on the top of the soul-calling flag was undoubtedly a fatal threat to it. If it hadn't been blocked by Su Che The shining brilliance, it is afraid that it will be burnt into blue smoke by the light scattered by the paper tied lamp.

Thinking in his heart that he didn't seem to have done anything to offend Su Che recently, and carefully pondered whether his proposal to Su Che just now to get rid of the drudgery of driving the 714 bus had angered this evil star.

After much deliberation, the subdued ghost stammered tremblingly, "What...what...what...what...thing?"

Su Che put down the soul-invoking banner in his hand, then took out the last stick of soul-inducing incense from his backpack, and looked at the subdued ghost with a smile, "Where did you see the 714 bus on that rainy night ten years ago?"

"Lanjiang Bridge, I should have answered your question before." The uniformed ghost answered decisively without any hesitation.

Su Che's smile continued, "Then here comes the problem. On that rainy night ten years ago, the River Barrier Bridge was completely blocked, and there were no other irrelevant people there. So...in what capacity are you here?" Did you see the No. 714 bus passing by on the Yanjiang Bridge? I know you will say you can’t remember it, but it’s okay if you can’t remember it, I’ll give you some ingredients to make you remember it right away!”

The subduing ghost was speechless, wondering in his heart, "You have already said everything, what else can I say?"

Before it finished muttering deep in its heart, it saw Su Che take out a lighter from his pocket and light the last stick of soul-inducing incense, and the curling green smoke instantly filled the compartment.

"Wait, I'm still driving!" the uniformed ghost shouted.

Chapter 440 Three We must drive this car to the Lanjiang Bridge!

At the moment when the last stick of soul-inducing incense was lit, a heart-piercing scream suddenly erupted in the damp compartment of the No. 714 bus, attracting everyone's attention.

The one who screamed was the subdued ghost. It was run over by a wheel, causing its horrible face to be covered with thick black blood again, and the stench was incomparable.

But Su Che's feeling was as refreshing as ever, the faint scent of sandalwood permeated the nostrils along with the curling green smoke, and the thoughts in his mind became clearer.

The effect brought by the soul-inducing incense is not only on Su Che and the subdued ghost, one person and one ghost, the curling green smoke continues to spread, covering most of the carriage in a short while.

Bai Jing, who was sitting in the special seat for the elderly, the weak, and the disabled, was under the influence of the smoke from the soul-inducing incense, and the pungent burnt smell emanating from her body strangely emitted billowing smoke like a fire scene. The woman in white shirt behind her The ghost suddenly pointed its black eye sockets at the soul-inducing incense that was wafting green smoke, and two lines of turbid blood and tears together with bursting sparks gushed out from the eye sockets, burning it into a torch almost instantly.

The incomparably strong smell of burning protein immediately spread to the entire carriage, the scorched skin was cracked inch by inch, and the stench of blood oozes out along the cracked scorched skin.

At this time, even Bai Jing felt the sudden heat wave behind her.

She quickly looked back sideways, and all she saw in front of her eyes was a mass of human figures that had been burned into torches... The unforgettable resentment, the blood and tears falling from the eyes, Bai Jing who felt all this stared blankly into the flames The silhouette of a humanoid, with an indistinct murmur, does not know what it is talking about.

And as Bai Jing whispered, the face of the female ghost in white shirt was slightly distorted in the flames, and after a while, it became more and more like Bai Jing's burned face.

The face that looked more and more like Bai Jing moved forward a little bit, and slowly pressed against Bai Jing.

"younger sister......"

The female ghost in white shirt looks more and more like Bai Jing's face. The blazing flame stopped abruptly less than ten centimeters away from the tip of Bai Jing's burnt nose. The water flowed out from under the skin, and then was dried at high temperature to form blood scabs that adhered to Bai Jing's face.

'Run...away from that man...he wants you to be a ghost...can't...can't let him...get it... ...'

Burnt blood characters were put together on the floor of the carriage, and the dark eye sockets of the female ghost in white shirt directly met Bai Jing's rice-grain-sized pupils entwined with crazy emotions, reflecting the dancing flames.

"what!"

The subdued ghost let out another round of screams, and the white-clothed female ghost who was facing Bai Jing seemed to be frightened, more blood flowed from the dark eye sockets, and the twisted and wriggling dark red muscle fibers on the cracked face became more and more frightening people.

'He...isn't daddy...he's a monster...'

The last charred and bloody words stopped abruptly on the ground of the carriage, and the blazing flames on the female ghost in white shirt dissipated in front of Bai Jing like an extinguished candle. At this moment, all his strength was drained, and he lay powerlessly on the seat reserved for the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

Britney kept watching the subdued ghost who screamed twice and Bai Jing who was muttering and whispering in the air with horrified eyes. She couldn't understand why the subdued ghost and Bai Jing got together after Su Che lit the stick of incense. What happened to a ghost and a man who was about to become a ghost.

However, when she saw the scorched blood characters slowly emerging from the floor of the carriage and smelled the unique sandalwood scent of Soul Inducing Incense, her plump body suddenly trembled violently, and the shocking deep yellow oil came from The pores ooze crazily, and there are bursts of painful wails in the ears.

Xiao Tiantian remembered very clearly that this painful wail was exactly the desperate and fearful screams of the radio colleagues before they died in the ghost takeaway incident.

Skinny, rolled around, and finally spit out indigestible spoiled food from his stomach in a state of extreme weakness, and then died in pain.

Unforgettable memories played back and forth in her mind. Although Britney's figure hadn't shrunk, part of the heavy resentment borne in her body seemed to have been eliminated.

"More...I want more...Give it to me! Give it to me!" Xiao Tiantian screamed subconsciously, but what she spoke was a mixture of different voices, some male and some Female, old and young.

After a long time, the stick of incense burned out.

Su Che threw away the small wooden stick that hadn't finished burning the soul-inducing incense, looked at the uniformed ghost with a lost expression and asked, "How is it? Do you remember anything?"

After a long period of tempering, driving the No. 714 bus has almost become the instinct to subdue ghosts. Even though it is being baptized by the soul-inducing incense, it still drives the No. 714 bus in a stable manner.

The main reason is that to do one line of work is to love one line. How can one be afraid of being hacked to death by someone Su?

After carefully recalling and clearing the memories in his mind, the uniformed ghost shook his head at Su Che blankly and said, "No, the only pictures about the 714 bus that popped up in my mind are the original ones."

"However..." the subduing ghost looked gloomyly at the dark Lanjiang river bed piled up with thick silt, and said in a voice that only it and Su Che could hear, "I saw a lot of people. ...a lot of dead people...and ghosts...are here! They are here in Lanjiang!"

"I see." Su Che followed the gaze of the subduing ghost to the outline of the huge bridge in the distance in the dark night sky, and said with a frown, "Go ahead, but don't rush to get close to the bridge."

The subdued ghost nodded, "No problem."

However, less than half a minute after the subdued ghost nodded in response, the No. 714 bus drove forward for less than half a minute, and the sound of sizzling water from the tires crushing the mud suddenly disappeared, and a thick white fog quickly rose on the river bed to cover the road ahead. line of sight.

When the thick white fog rose rapidly, the outlines of buildings that were tilted inward appeared on both sides of the speeding No. 714 bus, and the uneven and slippery river bed and muddy ground were strangely replaced by flat asphalt roads.

Da da da......

A regular rattling sound resounded softly in the carriage, and no one seemed to have noticed the sudden sound.

"Here is... the ghost of bus No. 714!" Su Che looked at the road with white mist rising outside the windshield and immediately realized it.

And the subduing ghost also felt that his head was getting bigger, "What's going on? Did the ghost under the Lanjiang Bridge attack us?"

At this moment, Bai Jing, who had been staring at the charred and bloody characters on the floor of the carriage, was secretly absent-minded, and suddenly stood up from the special seat for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

"I don't know if I should tell you this..." Bai Jing's rice-grain-sized pupils entangled in crazy emotions dilated a little bit, she seemed to have made up her mind and shook her head in despair, "He used to tell me I've heard about this ghost bus and the Jiangcheng Bridge..."

"He said...the most valuable thing about this ghost bus is not the red-clothed ghost on it...but the road that this ghost bus travels, when the endless road runs to the River Barrier Bridge. ...something will appear, and that thing is the key to living to death."