No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Take this, it can be used for self-defense if any accident happens." Su Che handed the consecrated mahogany sword to Long Wenhua who was following him.

"hiss......"

Long Wenhua gasped subconsciously, the pain in the Jubu area, which was severely injured by the fine glass slag, he said with a mournful face, "Brother, this thing... you received 88 yuan from the antique street last time. I'm afraid that mahogany sword will be useless against ghosts!"

"Don't panic, this consecrated mahogany sword is definitely a genuine one, it's the one that pays ten for a fake." Su Che looked serious.

Long Wenhua still didn't quite believe it, he took the consecrated mahogany sword from Su Che's hand, and after feeling the faint warmth that was very similar to the consecrated robe, he suddenly gained confidence, "Good guy, this thing is actually real , thank you, brother!"

After a short interlude, the two continued to move forward in the ventilation duct. After a few minutes, the turbid air in the narrow ventilation duct exuded a pungent stench, and the front of the ventilation duct illuminated by the strong flashlight was covered with a layer of darkness. red color.

Through the gap between the ventilation pipe partitions that were dyed dark red not far away, Su Che could vaguely see the entire row of seats below and the blood flowing between the seats.

Horror Cinema is just below!

"Here, this place should be near the horror theater. Xiaolong, let's see what's going on in the horror theater!" Su Che clenched his butcher's knife tightly, and Professor Yang's pointer in his sleeve fell into his palm, ready to go.

Long Wenhua looked down at the screen of the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, and immediately replied, "The movie on the curtain in the horror theater seems to be about to start broadcasting!"

Using a butcher's knife to gently cut through the partition of the ventilation duct, Su Che tried his best to avoid making a sound, and quietly let out a climbing rope from the air-conditioning ventilation duct.

"The time is just right, in time for this late-night movie." Su Che murmured in a low voice.

Long Wenhua was shivered by Su Che's words, and his words became unfavorable. Watch this movie, right? Isn't that a little too... disrespectful to ghost audiences in horror movie theaters?"

"I'm here, what's wrong with watching a movie? Isn't this movie just for people to watch? Boss Yuan of the Haunted House can watch it, so why can't I, Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, not watch it?"

Before Su Che finished speaking, he took the heavy backpack and lowered it down bit by bit with the climbing rope. He didn't look at Long Wenhua until the backpack fell on the seat under the air-conditioning duct, "Would you like to go and see this late-night scene?" Movie?"

"..." Long Wenhua couldn't help being dumbfounded, he gritted his teeth, "Look and see, what's there to be afraid of, Yangping Ghost Harbor and Fenzhai Village, I, Long, have never seen anything before, I chatted and laughed happily with them !"

Chapter 480 We are not familiar with each other!

For the audience in the live broadcast room, tonight Long Wenhua read it as a haunted house adventure, and wrote the live broadcast content of exploring spirits in the middle of the night.

Especially after being taken away by the ghost in the mirror, but inexplicably falling into the hands of the owner of the haunted house, Yuan He, the live broadcast captured the scene of entering the horror theater with his mobile phone, and the atmosphere changed uncontrollably into a horror and horror atmosphere.

Yuan He's live broadcast hadn't moved for a long time, and he aimed straight at the weird image reflected on the curtain of the horror theater. The audience in the live broadcast guessed that the owner of the Daliuwan Haunted House must have found a seat and sat down to wait for the movie to be released.

The live broadcast of Long Wenhua and Su Che fully expressed what boredom is. After leaving the secret room, Long Wenhua was behind and Su Che was in front. The accident happened, and the waves were calm, making people want to doze off.

Fortunately, as Su Che and Long Wenhua successfully arrived at the horror theater on the fifth floor of the haunted house through the air-conditioning ventilation duct, the deadly live broadcast room finally began to come alive.

"I came to see Brother Long for a live broadcast of the spirit exploration, but you climbed the ventilation duct for me to play Mission Impossible?"

"Ah...ha... woke up after a nap, Brother Long and King Bi haven't climbed the ventilation duct yet?"

"Hurry up! It's almost time to go to the horror theater they said!"

"Good guy, everyone stays up late at night, let's watch the movie broadcast here, I want to see what movie has so many people watching!"

Long Wenhua didn't pay much attention to the increasingly active barrage on the screen in the live broadcast room. He fell into the horror theater along the climbing rope that Su Che had put down. The pungent stench that came made her dizzy, the clothes on her body became damp and sticky, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blood.

"This is watching a late-night movie at the Daliuwan Haunted House!"

Long Wenhua was weak, pitiful and helpless, squatting down on the dusty horror theater seat, only the faint warmth brought by the consecrated mahogany sword in his arms could bring some comfort to his frightened inner world.

"It's no wonder that people from Dongjiang Guoan sealed off the Daliuwan Haunted House and failed to completely solve the supernatural events here. All the secrets and horrors of the haunted house are hidden in the mirror." Su Che didn't speak, he slid down the rope and landed on the seat of the horror theater On the ground, holding a butcher's knife in his hand and Professor Yang's whip, he surveyed the surrounding environment.

The aged and dusty seats, the blood-stained floor, the blood dripping from the cracks in the wall, and the weird images reflected on the curtain of the horror theater, all of these were exactly the same as what he had seen in the live broadcast.

'mirror'

Next to the weird picture reflected on the curtain of the horror theater, there are more scary handwriting, probably the name of the upcoming movie.

Su Che squinted his eyes and glanced at the word 'mirror', his eyes were slightly cold, he saw that the word 'mirror' appearing next to the strange picture was composed entirely of a woman's broken limbs, the smell of the corpse stinks, resentment soaring.

"The content of the upcoming movie seems to be related to the mirror, and there seems to be some unknown connection between the soul of the mirror and the ghost crew."

'bang'

A muffled sound.

The dead silence in the horror theater was broken, and the intruding sound interrupted the thoughts that came out of Su Che's mind. He raised his head and looked forward. The ghostly silhouette of the woman in the mirror and the creepy 'mirror' were reflected on the movie screen. The name of the movie slowly disappears.

Immediately afterwards, there was no cast list or crew list, and the late-night movie called 'Mirror' started playing without warning.

The light scattered from the screen of the horror theater illuminated a small half of the theater. In the blink of an eye, the seats with parallel footprints were filled with scattered figures, looking expressionlessly at the screen playing the movie.

Whether viewed from the perspective of the onlookers in the live broadcast room, or from the perspective of Su Che and Long Wenhua, who had personally experienced all this, this scene presented an extraordinary horror.

"Brother, the movie has started." The five-year-old and three-year-old Long Wenhua squatted on the seat, trying to curl up his body, fearing to attract the attention of the audience who suddenly appeared in the horror theater.

"I know."

Su Che stared at the movie screen displayed on the screen. On the screen was a slightly haggard middle-aged man. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. His piercing eyes were in stark contrast to his haggard face. His gestures showed strong confidence and sunshine. .

However, as a psychiatrist, Su Che could vaguely feel that the confident and sunny appearance of this middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes on the screen was completely disguised. The madness and cruelty contained in his piercing eyes made people be terrified.

"Who is this middle-aged man?"

Looking sideways in the horror theater for Yuan He who had entered here before, Su Che soon found Yuan He sitting in the corner of the last row near the exit of the theater. With his eyes closed and his head raised, a strange arc was drawn at the corners of his mouth, like a smile that wasn't a smile.

Su Che elbowed Long Wenhua who was curled up in his seat, and kept his eyes on Yuan He who was sitting in the last row.

"Xiaolong, do you want to catch up with your old friend?" Su Che asked in a low voice.

Long Wenhua grasped the consecrated mahogany sword tightly, almost jumping up from his seat because of Su Che's bold idea.

He curled up deeper, glanced at the scattered audience figures in the theater, and said in a low voice, "It's not good for us to disturb these ghost audiences watching the movie, not to mention that I only met Boss Yuan once. ...We don't know each other very well!"

"Once acquaintance, second time acquaintance, I'll take you there and meet him again, won't you be acquainted?" Su Che's tone was flat, squatting quietly on the seat, staring at Yuan He's figure.

The rows of seats were scattered, and the audience, tall or short, were completely ignored by him.

"I beg you to do something that a human being should do!" Long Wenhua was bitter in his heart, but Long Wenhua didn't say anything, so he could only nod with tears in his eyes, "I listen to big brother!"

"Come, come, follow me." Su Che jumped to the adjacent seat behind with his backpack in his hand, and continued, "Be quiet, don't disturb them watching a movie!"

At this time, the movie had already started, and the middle-aged man who appeared on the screen was opening his mouth, talking about something, but I don’t know whether it was because of the damage caused by the horror theater, or because the source of the movie had no sound at all. No sound came out.

The camera zooms out slowly, revealing the environment around the middle-aged man little by little. It is a small room with the windows closed and the clouds outside the windows. I can't breathe.

The protagonist of the whole movie seems to be this middle-aged man, but when everyone thinks so, the middle-aged man on the screen pushes open the closed window as if possessed by a demon, his eyes are red, and he rushes into the window frantically. A body mirror that was slightly shorter than others rushed out of the bathroom to the window and slammed it out of the window.

bang——

There was a loud bang as the mirror fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.

Then the torrential rain poured down, and under the washing of the rain, the broken mirror oozes blood, and the word 'mirror' is slowly outlined.

"I often wonder whether people can come back to life after death."

"The result is certain. A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished. When one dies, one dies."

"Just as I was thinking this, I saw her figure in the mirror late at night..."

Chapter 480 Six, My Enthusiastic Citizen, Mr. Su, Cannot Applaud You!

The plot of the released movie became more and more creepy, but Su Che and Long Wenhua didn't pay attention to the content of the movie at all. Su Che moved lightly between the rows of seats, and Long Wenhua had a bitter face Cautiously followed behind, lest strange noises would disturb the ghostly audience who were watching the movie attentively.

Yuan He, who was regarded as a target by Su Che, still kept his eyes closed and looked up with a smile that was not a smile. It seemed that he didn't notice Su Che and Long Wenhua who were approaching him.

Passing through the rows of seats in the horror theater, Yuan He was in the last row right in front of him, but when Su Che and Long Wenhua were about to arrive in front of him, Long Wenhua almost lost his voice in fright.

Because Yuan He at this time is simply a monster, he has no body, only a head and two hands in his whole body.

Snapped!

The two of them were still some distance away from Yuan He, and when he was less than half a meter away from Yuan He, he suddenly opened his closed eyes.

"Boss Yuan?" Su Che said softly with a smile.

The moment "Boss Yuan" came out of Su Che's mouth, Yuan He's eyelids twitched slightly, and a series of sharp and ear-piercing noises suddenly burst out from the movie being shown.

Holding the butcher's knife tightly in his hand, Su Che still had a lingering smile on his face, and said, "You don't have to pretend anymore, I know you are still alive, and I want to make peace with your old friend Long Wenhua. You talk openly and honestly."

"Brother...Brother, if you have anything to say, just talk to him directly, me, me, me... Boss Yuan and I are really not familiar..." Seeing Yuan He Long Wenhua, who looked so terrifying now, couldn't be in the mood to continue talking. He grabbed the consecrated mahogany sword desperately, and stared at Yuan He with great vigilance, ready to stab him with a sword at any time.

The expressionless smile on his face suddenly turned cold, and the eyes that were originally opened closed again.

"What do you want to talk about?" Yuan He closed his eyes and said gloomily, sitting on the seat and raised his head to face Su Che with his eyelids, "I'm just doing things according to his will, and I don't know much. "

Su Che smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Yuan He's eyelids, and then stepped forward to sit on the seat beside Yuan He.

Then he waved to Long Wenhua, and after he squatted on the seat on the other side of Yuan He, he said, "I just don't have much to talk about, only Yuan Yi and Jing Hun, oh yes, And your purpose of tricking Long Wenhua into Daliuwan to broadcast live."

After hearing Su Che's words, the expression on Yuan He's face became very stiff, but he didn't continue to hide it, "I've been following you since you and Brother Long started live streaming in Jiangcheng. I, like most of the audience in the live broadcast room, think that you are acting out a script and making a fake live broadcast."

"But after I paid attention to it several times in a row, I realized..." At this point, Yuan He suddenly changed the subject, "The supernatural events you have experienced can't be true anymore, so I moved This thought brought you to Shuangqing, to the Daliuwan Haunted House, and help me solve the supernatural events here!"

"Lead us here?" Su Che looked up and down at Yuan He beside him. Even though his body was only left with a head and two hands in the mirror world, his identity as a living person could not be hidden in Su Che's eyes.

Looking at Yuan He's tightly closed eyes, Su Che didn't change his face, "Don't talk about anything else, just explain what you know."

At the same time, the butcher's knife in his hand was silently standing horizontally by his side, and the other hand touched the Type 54 pistol on the back waist, and held the trigger with his index finger.

Yuan He's face twitched slightly, and he shook his head lightly, "You may not believe it, but now we are all in the body of the ghost of the Daliuwan Haunted House, if it finds us here, all of us will be imprisoned forever." Imprisoned here, you can't live, you can't die."

"And then?" Su Che, who had known for a long time that he was in the mirror world, was not surprised at all, he looked at Yuan He nonchalantly.

And Long Wenhua was unavoidably nervous when he heard Yuan He's words, but he felt at ease after seeing the indifferent expression on Su Che's face, and comforted himself, "Mr. Su is here, afraid of a hammer!"

However, he said bitterly, "Boss Yuan, you have caused me, Long, to be miserable. You swear that the haunted house is not haunted, and this is the end?"

"Isn't this..." Yuan He's voice froze, and then he said angrily, "It's urgent."

"The Daliuwan Haunted House was not haunted when I first took over, until that day... I went to the horror theater on the fifth floor of the haunted house to get the relic he left behind, and everything was just like that. The signs are beginning."

Yuan He's next words left Su Che and Long Wenhua speechless.

"Brother didn't leave a will when he committed suicide. I also got the message that wasn't a will from the staff who sealed up the Daliuwan Haunted House. The message was very short and contained almost no useful information. The content is all nonsense about the eldest brother venting his emotions in a disorderly manner after the haunted house was sealed."

"But when I got the message, I quickly discovered that there was something hidden in the message." Having said that, Yuan He looked at Long Wenhua, "I told Mr. Long before that my elder brother is surly and moody. The relationship between us is bad, but... as a brother, I know his habits! He will always subconsciously leave important information in insignificant words."

"I deciphered his will and got the relic he left behind from the horror theater. It is a very small piece of irregular mirror fragments about two or three centimeters in size."

"Then, the nightmare began."

Yuan He's face twitched more and more, and the memory seemed to be very painful for him.

"I will wander in the haunted house after I fall asleep, sleepwalking... You should know about sleepwalking, right? Unfortunately, things are not that simple. I was very conscious when I was sleepwalking, but I couldn't control my body. I went to find The doctor treated me, but the effect was not obvious, and the usual sleepwalking continued every night, and as time passed, I found that...the haunted house I sleepwalked in...was upside down!"

"I know it's unbelievable, but it's the truth. The place we are in...is the world in the mirror, the world of that ghost! According to the will left by the eldest brother, he lost a bet with others and needs to He paid a heavy price, the price was so heavy that he couldn't finish it alone, and the rest...I have to pay..."