No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

However, it also miscalculated the number of ghosts around Su Che. Su Che, who shared the eyes of Qiu Lan in the word "two" next to the shadow, unceremoniously stared at the monster's two round eyeballs. Freeze the soul.

"Are you the fifth person in this room who lured Zhang Wanning's other three companions to play the mirror soul summoning game?"

As soon as Su Che opened his mouth, the horror that was not a red-clothed ghost but was better than a red-clothed ghost descended from the word "two" next to Su Che's shadow into the secret room, and dense twisted and wriggling blood threads wove into a big net, trying to devour the monster do.

"Want to steal the devil's head again?"

Seeing the twisted, wriggling, blood-thread-woven net covering the monster like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, Su Che frowned, and the butcher's knife pierced the monster's body, causing a lot of damage, but in this room it was pierced by the butcher's knife His wound was healing rapidly, and even the faint red mist covering the wound was dispelled.

The situation is critical. Seeing that this monster is about to be dragged into the word "two" and swallowed up by the big net woven by twisted and wriggling blood, the butcher's knife in Su Che's hand pierced the monster's body downwards, and the blade was as cold as water. In an instant, a light red halo spread out, and there were small sounds of cursing, begging for mercy, or roaring from the butcher's knife.

stab-

The butcher's knife chopped the monster's body into two pieces, but in the blink of an eye, the horrific wound split by the butcher's knife quickly healed again. In the blink of an eye, Su Che threw down the palm-sized mirror in his hand, took it out and Open the black book of the Guitan Association and press hard on the monster's body that has not yet fully healed.

'Qi Lu [-]: The Ghost in the Mirror'

A line of handwriting slowly emerged from the yellowed paper of the black book.

Chapter 480 Why is he using my mobile phone to broadcast live?

Looking at the content slowly appearing under the title of the black book's yellowed paper 'Qi Lu Shi II: Ghost in the Mirror', Su Che felt a little surprised.

Because the content of this strange talk is not written in words.

but by...

A mobile phone that retains the picture of Long Wenhua's panic and struggle, a pair of black and orange sneakers, and a pair of dark purple footprints.

"The ghost in the mirror...is really weird..."

Before the happy emotions emerged from the ghostly mouth, Long Wenhua's voice came from the old functional phone again, "Brother, I used my mobile phone to pop Wu Xiu's eyes, but he is still not right!"

Picking up the palm-sized mirror, Su Che held a butcher's knife and looked at the picture in the mirror.

Long Wenhua did insert his mobile phone into Wu Xiu's eye socket as Su Che confessed. Although Wu Xiu, who was completely controlled by the ghost in the mirror, had his eye socket exploded by Long Wenhua's mobile phone, he still seemed to be able to feel no pain. Attacked the naked Long Wenhua.

"Can you do it?" Su Che asked sideways at the old functional phone.

Long Wenhua was stunned for a moment, and his voice was a little excited, "How can a real man say that he doesn't believe it? It's not that I, Long, are not strong enough, but that Wu Xiu was possessed by a ghost, and he is no longer a human being! Look at it, brother, it's normal." Can a person still be alive and kicking if his eyes are pierced by a mobile phone?"

"This sentence is not for you..." Su Che tapped the display screen of the old functional phone, and then asked, "Could it be that you can't deal with this ghost in the mirror possessing Wu Xiu? "

After a few seconds, a line of bold blood appeared on the screen of the old feature phone.

'This thing is not a ghost! '

"What's the matter? The ghost in the mirror is not a ghost, so what is it?" Seeing the bold and bloody words displayed on the screen of the old functional phone, Su Che continued to ask decisively.

'I don't know either...but...it's somewhat similar to Uncle Grandpa...'

The screen of the old functional phone displayed a line of blood words to answer Su Che's question.

"Uncle?" Su Che has a deep memory of the uncle Chen Chen who dragged Nanfeng into the ghost town. When he saw Chen Chen in the old functional phone comparing the ghost in the mirror with his uncle, he subconsciously thought of connecting The blood coffin in Nanfeng Town and Nanfeng Ghost Town.

At the same time, I thought to myself, "If there are similarities between the ghost in the mirror or the soul in the mirror in the Daliuwan Haunted House and Chen Chen's uncle, then the passage from the world in the mirror is probably near here!"

Su Che knew the details of the ghost in the mirror and the mirror soul in the ghost's eyes, and a countermeasure quickly appeared in his mind.

"Xiaolong, can you let Wu Xiu, who has turned over the upper body of the ghost?" Su Che asked tentatively.

Long Wenhua's answer was very decisive and quick, "I can't beat it, I can't beat it at all, brother, haven't you seen my current state? He even took off my pants, how could I be his opponent? Help! Help! "

"..."

Su Che looked at Long Wenhua in the mirror who was being chased by Wu Xiu around the secret room and didn't know what to say.

In the live broadcast room, when Long Wenhua ran for his life, the images captured by the camera above his head trembled greatly. This sense of urgency at the moment of life and death was fascinating, and made the audience in the live broadcast room feel very involved, and even the palms of their hands were already sweating Soggy.

However, not long after, the scene of Long Wenhua No. 1 in the live broadcast room called the protagonist running for his life, escaping from being chased by Wu Xiu, who is behind him, was suddenly divided, and a second separate scene appeared.

The picture keeps moving forward, the camera seems to be pinched by something in the hand, and it is moving forward at a speed beyond ordinary people in the straight hallway of the haunted house, and finally stops at a door that is intertwined and locked by several thick iron chains. in front of the door.

It was obviously the first time for the viewers who had watched Long Wenhua's live broadcast many times to see this situation, and the continuous barrage quickly passed by.

"Brother Long's phone that was stolen by the ghost in the mirror is live again!"

"The live broadcast of real ghosts is more pure than the composition of Lao An, the living dead!"

"Brother Long's live broadcast of Daliuwan Haunted House really opened my eyes. I thought it was just Long Wenhua's bad money, but it turned out to be a fake show."

"Ghost in the mirror: To be honest, I'm a little flustered now. Fortunately, I locked Mr. Su in the mirror in advance, otherwise the whole haunted house has been bulldozed by him now. Ask for advice, how can I lock Mr. Su longer?"

"Big brother hits a ghost for a while, and when it finds your house and knocks on the door at night, you will know how to write the word dead! But I'm different, I'm already lying in a coffin!"

"I only saw Brother Long running for his life. It's boring. It's still a few minutes before dawn. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I fell asleep..."

"Bi Wang seems to have uploaded a new video on the supernatural forum!!! Bumble and sell it, come back to watch Brother Long's recording tomorrow, goodbye!"

Su Che didn't know that Long Wenhua's mobile phone used for live broadcasting had recovered the screen. He looked at Long Wenhua in the mirror who was being chased by Wu Xiu and had nowhere to go. His mood was very delicate. Wu Xiu who was controlled by the ghost in the mirror was always He didn't show his horror, which was completely different from the ghost upper body he had experienced several times in the past.

It stands to reason that although the ghost in the mirror can't kill people directly, it doesn't mean that he can only chase Long Wenhua.

unless......

Su Che stared at the palm-sized mirror in his hand, and suddenly said to Long Wenhua on the other end of the phone, "You may still be saved if you bump into my mirror!"

"Eh?" Long Wenhua thought he heard it wrong, and lost his voice, "Brother, what did you just say?"

With this dazed effort, Wu Xiu had already chased after Long Wenhua, his eye sockets that had been blasted by the phone were sunken inwards, and dense lines like broken glass appeared at the corners, and the inside of the dense lines .....

They are two perfectly round eyeballs!

Su Che has no way to get out of the mirror world for now, but he seems to have found a way to get Long Wenhua to the mirror world.

"Come here!"

With Su Che's voice coming from the mobile phone, coupled with the coldness coming from behind, Long Wenhua didn't dare to hesitate at all, relying on instinct to avoid Wu Xiu's attack, turning around and speeding up towards the standing The mirror in the secret room where the outline of Su Che's figure appeared was bumped into.

Su Che was also ready at this time.

Clamping the butcher's knife, he stroked the mirror surface of the palm-sized mirror with his hand. The feeling was still as cold as when he first touched it, and he couldn't put his hand out of the world in the mirror.

But when Long Wenhua buried his head and slammed into the mirror in the secret room, the palm-sized mirror in Su Che's hand suddenly changed strangely, and a pair of dark purple footprints appeared on the palm-sized mirror paper without warning.

Su Che's hand caressing the mirror suddenly sank into the mirror, and grabbed the portable camera on Long Wenhua's head and a handful of sweaty hair. He tried to push his whole body out of the mirror world, See if you can get out from here, but when your elbow sticks out of the mirror world, you can no longer move forward half a point.

"This method can only pull people in, but it can't get out." Su Che thought to himself.

He grabbed Long Wenhua's hand further, grabbed the camera and sweaty hair on Long Wenhua's head and continued to yank towards the mirror world.

click...click...

The mirror in Su Che's hand and the mirror standing in the secret room were all shattering. At this moment, Wu Xiu, who had been chasing Long Wenhua before, lost his target and stood blankly in front of the mirror in the secret room. Watching Long Wenhua being dragged into the mirror world by Su Che, he didn't make any move.

"Successful! Sure enough, the ghost in the mirror can only attack one living person at a time, which is why the ghost in the mirror named Zhang Wanning burst before the sneakers attacked Long Wenhua, even though Wu Xiu had completely Being controlled by the ghost in the mirror, it can't violate this rule, so it can only rely on Wu Xiu's body to chase and kill Long Wenhua!"

Long Wenhua, who was dragged into the mirror world by Su Che, felt that his scalp was about to split open, and fell heavily from the shattered mirror to the ground. After making a dull sound and several sharp cries of pain, he Only then dimly raised his head to look at Su Che standing in front of him.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuu...Brother, I'm so miserable...Wu Xiu's animal is simply not a person..."

When he saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was Su Che, Long Wenhua cried miserably. The five-year-old, bearded, and vicissitude-faced strong man cried like a child in his twenties.

"There is a situation!"

Su Che just wanted to pull Long Wenhua up from the ground, who was crying miserably in mourning, when he suddenly saw Long Wenhua's mobile phone that ended the call quickly jump to the live broadcast screen, and the door was intertwined and locked by several thick iron chains. The door of death has been opened.

The picture taken by the mobile phone was spinning around, and finally reflected a gloomy face, darkened Yintang, high cheekbones, revealing an indescribably tired face.

As the door locked by thick iron chains was pushed open, an old poster appeared on the live broadcast screen, and the four words "theater horror" printed in the same type of bloody font as Daliuwan Haunted House came into Su Che's eyes .

Seeing that Su Che didn't make a sound, Long Wenhua quickly stopped screaming and followed Su Che's gaze to the screen of the live broadcast room on the mobile phone, and said in amazement, "Boss Yuan! Why is he using my mobile phone to broadcast live?"

Chapter 480 The Upcoming Late Night Movie of Daliuwan Haunted House

Long Wenhua called out the identity of the stranger who appeared on the screen in the live broadcast room, and Yuan He, who pushed open the door of the horror theater, seemed to have heard his call, and stopped in his tracks.

Immediately afterwards, the lens of the horror theater shown in the live broadcast room was pushed upwards, the walls were cracked, and blood flowed from the inside of the walls, and rows of dusty stepped seats stood on the ground, and the dust on the seats was scattered, revealing the traces of use.

The gaps between the rows of seats are stained with blood from the walls. If you look down from a high place, you can see the blood under the seats that have been dusted... There are parallel footprints.

This kind of picture makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts, as if there is really something sitting on these seats.

The curtain of the horror theater was similar to the bloody wall, and was also stained pure dark red by the blood stains. When the projection lights were turned on, the dark red curtain reflected a particularly strange picture.

It was a shattered mirror, bleeding from the cracks like a broken human body. There was a phantom silhouette of a woman in the mirror, with her head slightly lowered, as if she was staring viciously at the person outside the broken mirror.

"This is the soul of the mirror?" Seeing the silhouette of the phantom of the woman in the torn mirror reflected in the curtain of the horror theater, an indescribable feeling emerged in my heart.

When Long Wenhua saw the phantom silhouette of the woman in the shattered mirror, he seemed to have been hit in the head. His whole body was on the verge of falling, as if all his strength had been taken away, and his expression changed drastically.

Su Che pulled Long Wenhua up, looked up at the entrance of the air-conditioning ventilation duct on the ceiling, "Xiaolong, what's the matter with you, do you feel anything wrong?"

"No... nothing... I just saw the woman in this mirror... I have a bad feeling..."

Hearing Su Che's words, the corners of Long Wenhua's mouth twitched a few times, and his body trembled slightly, as if he felt instinctive fear of the phantom silhouette of the woman in the mirror.

"Since it's all right, we have to rush to the horror theater on the fifth floor of the haunted house. I saw that the handwriting on the promotional poster of the horror theater is also reversed. All the boss Yuan from the Daliuwan haunted house should be upstairs!"

Su Che pulled out the climbing rope in the backpack and tied the backpack with the ventilation duct partition that was smashed before, and then aimed at the entrance of the air-conditioning ventilation duct and threw it up forcefully.

His aim was good. The partition between the backpack and the air-conditioning ventilation duct went into the hole smoothly. He pulled the climbing rope and pulled it down. The feeling returned by the climbing rope was very loose. The backpack he threw into the air-conditioning ventilation duct should not be fixed. Well, it is impossible to bear the weight of him and Long Wenhua at all.

But at this point, Su Che couldn't care too much. He cut off the climbing rope, tied it cross-bundled on the handle of the butcher's knife, tied it with a knot, and then threw it at the air-conditioning ventilation duct.

The sharp blade of the pig-killing knife collided with the stainless steel inner wall of the air-conditioning ventilation duct, and a large ball of sparks exploded, which barely penetrated the inner wall of the ventilation duct and was nailed into the concrete wall. Su Che continued to pull back, and the climbing rope gave back The strength was not bad, he decisively used his strength to climb up the rope, and quickly got into the air-conditioning ventilation duct.

"Grab the rope, I'll pull you up!" Su Che turned around and shouted to Long Wenhua.

Seeing this, Long Wenhua hurriedly grabbed the climbing rope hanging from the air-conditioning ventilation duct, and Su Che easily dragged the tall and thick Long Wenhua into the ventilation duct with all his strength.

"Brother..." Long Wenhua followed Su Che closely, and from time to time, he opened his mouth to look at the screen in the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, and then hesitated to speak.

Su Che dragged his backpack forward quickly, and the two of them crawled forward in the air-conditioning ventilation duct one after the other.

"The ventilation duct is going up, and it's about to enter the fifth floor, so be careful."

"Brother, after I was dragged into this mirror world by you, there was a voice talking in my head..."

"Speak? What is that voice saying?"

Long Wenhua closed his eyes and listened carefully for a while, then he shook his head blankly and said, "I can't hear clearly, but I can feel it... it's preventing me from going to the horror theater upstairs!"

Su Che thought for a moment, then took out the black book and tore off a yellowed page. A faint black mist filled the air, and a brand new consecrated mahogany sword appeared in his hand.