No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"I saw him! I saw him! Who the hell is that guy in the floral shirt and board shorts that shows up next to my bed every night?"

The writing on the inner wall of the ventilation duct was messy, and a large part of it was covered by dust. As for who left the writing written in dark blood here, Su Che is still unable to know for the time being.

"This haunted house seems to have started to have evil things a long time ago. It was not just the beginning of five people who died three months ago. The Daliuwan haunted house was blocked as a whole after a serious safety accident. During this period, it should be closed. People from Dongjiang Guoan searched repeatedly, but they didn’t find any problems... It seems that the secrets about the Daliuwan Haunted House are hidden in this mirror world, so the people from Dongjiang Guoan didn’t find any relevant clues!”

"The Ghost Crew, the owner of Daliuwan Haunted House, Yuan Yi, can't find the villa at No. 148 Zijin Avenue on the map, as well as Mirror Soul and Tarot Club..."

Thousands of thoughts appeared in Su Che's mind, he put down his backpack and turned over into the air-conditioning ventilation duct, and wiped the written words covered by the dark blood.

"Every day...every day...every day, he will appear...this is not a hallucination...this is definitely not a hallucination!"

"He said he would get me out of that by joining me in a game?"

"Damn it, I was sidetracked by this shameless guy. Not only did they not leave my haunted house, but they became more and more violent!"

"Maybe I was wrong, he did what he promised...they didn't continue to appear in my haunted house, but...I've been getting more and more irritable recently, I really want to have a voice Talking in my head. No, he must have something on me, I have to go find him."

"He disappeared... yes, he disappeared. The figure who would appear next to my bed every night has not appeared for a long time. I don't know if this is good news or bad news."

"It's terrible, I saw them again, in the horror theater on the fifth floor of the haunted house, damn it, I have to lock the horror theater and can't let anyone in."

"Hey...hey ha...I...I...I'm going to...let them out. … "

"No! I can't do that!"

"I must be crazy. I broke into a horror theater more than once in the middle of the night. I must be crazy. I'm crazy!"

"It's over...the haunted house is dead..."

The words written in dark blood on the inner wall of the air-conditioning ventilation duct came to an abrupt end. Sure enough, as Su Che guessed just now, the supernatural event at the Daliuwan Haunted House happened earlier than the five people who died three months ago.

"My haunted houses...keep them in horror theaters...the guy who shows up every night in a floral shirt and board shorts..."

Su Che read these three paragraphs in a low voice, and part of the mystery about the Daliuwan Haunted House had been unveiled to him.

The person who left dark blood-stained text on the inner wall of the air-conditioning ventilation duct in the staff passageway of the Haunted House in the Mirror World is undoubtedly Yuan Yi, the former owner of the Daliuwan Haunted House. Closing the cover did not affect the normal operation of the Daliuwan Haunted House.

And the person who would appear at Yuan Yi's bed every night, wearing a floral shirt and beach pants, asked Yuan Yi to join a game, and promised to help him solve the haunted house in Daliuwan.

It's a pity that he was deceived miserably. Not only did the haunting in the haunted house not be solved, but he lured wolves into the house and provoked the mirror soul, resulting in the death of five tourists at the Daliuwan Haunted House. Later, the Daliuwan Haunted House was blocked and controlled by Dongjiang Guoan.

And Yuan Yi...

He should have lost the game first, and then 'suicide'.

"Sure enough, it was written by the Tarot Society, the Fool? Or other core members?"

Su Che has only ten gold-edged tarot cards in his hand, including the gold-edged tarot cards handed over to the members of the Guitan Association, and the traitor Fool, who was expelled from membership by Su Che on the spot, has at least twelve golden-edged tarot cards in his hands. Whether it will continue to develop the core members of the Tarot Society.

"The centipedes are dead but not stiff. Even though they were severely damaged by Dongjiang Guoan and Handong's comprehensive encirclement and suppression four years ago, and almost all the members of the cult were buried in Jiangcheng, this group of traitors still has the strength to continue to make trouble. Clean up the door, I am duty-bound!"

Chapter 470 Brother, don't give me face, beat them both to death!

Stepping left foot into the staff passage of the haunted house inside the hidden door, it was obviously too late when Long Wenhua heard Su Che's warning from the phone.

The ground under his feet was loose, as if soaked by something, and the secret door behind him creaked and locked. The moment he entered the staff passage, Long Wenhua felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

His whole body was cold, as if there was some terrifying existence staring at him in the dark.

"Brother, can you still hear me? What did you see over there? I seem to be being watched by the ghost in the mirror again..."

Long Wenhua was frightened and did not dare to move forward rashly. If it wasn't for the mirror reflecting Su Che's silhouette by his side, Long Wenhua would have been so frightened that he would have run away.

"I can hear it, you first observe what's going on on your side."

Su Che's voice came out of the phone normally, which calmed Long Wenhua's beating heart a little. He turned on the flash light of the phone, and observed the situation in the staff passageway of the haunted house as Su Che told him.

As soon as Long Wenhua turned on the flash of his mobile phone, he saw a dark figure not far away. He quickly lowered his voice and spoke to Su Che in the mirror world.

"Someone, there is someone standing there!"

Su Che on the other end of the phone didn't answer for the time being, but Long Wenhua took a look at the dark shadow not far away after he stood still. Haunted house props deliberately made into horror shapes are piled up on both sides of the passage.

What was even more frightening was that Long Wenhua found that the dark shadow standing still not far away became more and more familiar. He thought quickly in his mind, and soon the name of the dark shadow appeared.

"Wang Nan? It shouldn't be, why is he here?"

Long Wenhua resisted the urge to call Wang Nan out loud, and continued to inform Su Che on the other end of the phone, "Brother, it's Wang Nan. Wang Nan stood motionless in the employee passageway. Could it be that he was possessed by a ghost?"

In the dark employee passageway, only the cold light from the screen of Long Wenhua's mobile phone shrouded Long Wenhua's unshaven face in pale tones.

The muscles all over his body were tense, and Long Wenhua didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart. The secret door behind him had been locked, and Wang Nan standing in front of him didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost. All he can do is wait for the next instruction from Su Che, who is in the mirror world.

"Don't panic, don't panic, isn't it the upper body of a ghost? It's not like I haven't seen someone Long before. As long as he dares to move, I will punch him and knock him over!" Long Wenhua murmured in a low voice. Know whether you are cheering yourself up, or pouring out your inner thoughts to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Su Che on the other end of the phone still didn't answer. Long Wenhua was afraid that something might happen, and then said anxiously, "Big Brother, Big Brother, are you still there? At least tell me something!"

The audience in the live broadcast room who saw this scene was really amused by Long Wenhua's inconsistency in words and deeds.

"As expected, it's you, Brother Long! You said the most ruthless words with the most cowardly attitude."

"Don't tremble, Brother Long, rush up and kill him!"

"What, it turned out to be Wang Nan who first cooperated with Brother Long in acting. It's so disappointing. If it's a female ghost, it's definitely not as good as Brother Long's juice."

"Wait... Isn't the male ghost better?"

"?"

"Brother, your taste is too barren and strange!"

"..."

Su Che carefully jumped down from the air-conditioning ventilation duct, and when he looked at Wang Nan surrounded by white candles burning blood-colored candles, the stench in the air suddenly intensified.

In addition to the sudden increase of strange smell in the staff corridor of the silent Mirror World Haunted House, there was another strange movement.

This movement is like a lot of people passing by you, bringing a sense of crowding, besides this sense of crowding, the rest is cold, so cold that it makes people feel panicky.

The bright flashlight shone around, and Su Che suddenly had a dangerous premonition in his heart. He vaguely noticed that a door was pushed open in the staff passage of the haunted house in the mirror world.

This feeling is quite subtle, obviously Su Che doesn't know where the opened door is, but the sound of pushing the door seems to be right beside him.

thump--

The bloody candlelight from the white candle swayed in the direction where Su Che was standing.

Su Che's eyelids twitched slightly, he opened his mouth to bite the bright flashlight, and the loaded Type 54 pistol immediately appeared in his hand.

"Don't make a sound. Something is coming from my side. Be careful. If you encounter danger, hide in the air-conditioning duct above your head!" Su Che said to Long Wenhua in a deep voice.

There are at least three different ghosts in the Daliuwan Haunted House, the fierce ghost crew locked in the horror theater by Yuan Yi, the five victims who died strangely in the haunted house three months ago and became ghosts in the mirror, and it is still not sure where it is It can be said that the current Daliuwan Haunted House is very dangerous, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as murderous every step of the way.

In this case, the staff of the haunted house hidden behind the scenes and the other two live broadcast assistants brought by Long Wenhua are probably in danger. They are either being persecuted by ghosts or on the way to be persecuted by ghosts.

Biting the bright flashlight, Su Che focused most of his attention on the door that was pushed open by someone in the staff passage of the Haunted House in the Mirror World, while on the other hand, he was distracted and approached Wang Nan who was still lying on the ground exuding a strong strange smell body.

Stretching out his foot to flick the white candle burning with blood-colored candlelight, Su Che's foot passed through the white candle without any hindrance. The blood-colored candlelight ignited the upper of the shoe, spreading a hint of coldness, but in the blink of an eye, Su Che's shadow was swept away. The twisted bloodshot crawling out of the word "two" next to it swallowed it.

He continued to step on another white candle that was burning with blood-colored candlelight in disbelief, this time even faster, the cold breath was swallowed up by the wriggling twisted blood before it dissipated.

"I still want to experience what happened to this Wang Nan. It's very difficult for me to do this." Su Che frowned slightly.

Since he couldn't personally experience the effect of this white candle that turned into blood-colored candlelight, he took out the black book with one hand, and the butcher's knife, as cold as water, reflected the light of a strong flashlight while the faint black mist flowed. The image of the greasy butcher in red is fleeting, and the aura belonging to the ghost in red spreads out in the staff passage of the haunted house in an instant.

With the intervention of the butcher's knife, the blood-colored candle flickering in the direction where Su Che was standing was at a loss for a moment, neither daring to turn towards Su Che, nor turning to the direction where the door was pushed.

It had no choice but to soar upwards, and bloody flames shot into the sky in an instant in the narrow staff passage of the haunted house.

Su Che walked up to Wang Nan with a butcher's knife in his hand, and cut off all the wicks that had penetrated into Wang Nan's body one by one.

When the last wick that got into Wang Nan's body was chopped off by Su Che with a butcher's knife, Wang Nan, who was lying on the ground with her eyes closed as if dead, opened her eyes suddenly, and bounced upright from the ground like a zombie.

And from the old functional phone fixed on the shoulder strap of Su Che's backpack, Long Wenhua's horrified voice came again, "Brother, Wang Nan moved, and... I saw Wu Xiu also came over... ....His state is a little bit wrong, and he seems to be possessed by a ghost! I will hide in the air-conditioning ventilation duct first, to avoid the limelight. Big brother, don't give me face, and kill them both hammer!"

Chapter 480 Gan, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!

"Look, Brother Long is speaking human words? You brought them to the Daliuwan Haunted House to start a live broadcast, and you lost money, causing others to be possessed by ghosts, and you mercilessly pushed them to the King of Kings to smash their heads. Please show some face!"

"If you want to face him, is he still Brother Long?"

"You're right. Brother Long has spent so long in Jiangcheng with the king, and he hasn't learned anything else, but he's learned a lot about talking nonsense."

"Given Brother Long's shamelessness, it seems that only unreasonable female ghosts can punish him. I hope that Brother Long's eyes will be developed into sunflowers by the female ghost sooner or later!"

The audience in the live broadcast condemned Long Wenhua's shameless behavior, but he didn't care about that much.

Long Wenhua casually took out a bloody giant axe from the props piled up on both sides of the staff passageway of the haunted house, stretched out his hand and weighed it, it was really worthless, it was probably a prop in the haunted house, but it was used to open the partition of the air-conditioning ventilation duct Enough is enough.

Opening the grille of the air-conditioning ventilation duct, Long Wenhua's five-thick and three-thick figure showed extraordinary agility. He rolled over and got into the air-conditioning ventilation duct like a flexible big horse monkey.

"Hey... Lao He, the staff member of the haunted house, seems to have introduced that the air-conditioning and ventilation systems of the Daliuwan haunted house are all hidden in the staff passages of the haunted house, and most of the staff passages of the haunted house are connected. A horror theater that can hide in the air-conditioning ventilation duct and climb to the fifth floor!"

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Long Wenhua's mind, "Why didn't I think of it just now!"

Turning his head and looking down, the mirror reflecting the silhouette of Su Che was still standing below without moving. Long Wenhua thought to himself, "I will discuss with Mr. Su after he has dealt with Wang Nan and Wu Xiu."

When Su Che heard Long Wenhua's shameless speech from the old functional phone, "Don't give him face, beat Wang Nan and Wu Xiu to death", a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

He was too lazy to chat with Long Wenhua, so he reached out and groped for Wang Nan who jumped upright from the ground. The picture that appeared in front of Su Che was still the same as when he touched the white candle burning blood-colored candle just now. He groped towards Wang Nan. The hand passed through Wang Nan's body without hindrance.

"I entered the mirror world in person, but Wang Nan's appearance seems to be different from mine. His body stayed in the Daliuwan Haunted House? Or..." A trace of doubt arose in Su Che's mind .

Looking at Wang Nan who stood upright and opened his eyes, Su Che's face became more serious. He subconsciously approached Wang Nan with the butcher's knife, wanting to see if the butcher's knife could touch Wang Nan.

Unexpectedly, after this trial, Su Che immediately discovered the problem.

Wang Nan's body flickered strangely when he was about to be touched by the butcher's knife, and avoided the butcher's knife that was about to touch him by a slight margin.

Su Che suddenly turned his head and focused all his attention on Wang Nan. The stench and strange smell emanating from his body completely dissipated at this moment, and the face on his face that looked indistinguishable from Wang Nan gradually changed. It turned into a face that didn't have the slightest resemblance to Wang Nan.

"This Wang Nan is not a human, but a ghost!"

Seeing Wang Nan's face turned into another face, Su Che shot the butcher's knife and the Type 54 pistol almost at the same time. , with a dull gunshot bang, the scorching bullet buried the pig knife into Wang Nan's body together.

Stab it!Bang!

With two different voices, Wang Nan, who had made Su Che unaware of the problem a few seconds ago, shattered like glass, leaving behind debris on the ground.

And in this pile of debris, Su Che found a white candle that was only half burnt and was slowly melting into the debris, he immediately shouted, "Quick, grab that candle. "

Huang Xiaoying, who was walking beside Su Che with blood-stained high heels, moved in response, her pale arm grabbed the half of the white candle that was about to melt into the debris at a strange angle. The half-thawed white candle immediately returned to its half-shaved appearance.

"Ghosts in the mirror can't directly kill living people. They seem to be dragging living people into the mirror world for another purpose, maybe not all for killing people."