No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

As the pointer slowly stopped on the lottery turntable, the system's emotional notification sound appeared again:

[Congratulations on drawing the reward: Type 82 oval grenade*2 (a powerful lethal weapon, please use it as appropriate)]

Su Che: "???"

System, you must have stolen an abandoned arsenal from somewhere!

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Carefully put two silver-colored, powerful Type 82 oval grenades filled with an unknown transparent liquid inside into the tool box where the incense is placed, and then stuff them into the backpack.

At 06:30 in the evening, the strange sound of the bone whistle echoed in the rented house again without warning. Su Che suddenly woke up from his sleep. The strange sound of the bone whistle just now seemed to detect Su Che. Disappeared in the rental house.

He stood up straight from the bed, put on his clothes, pushed open the bedroom door and walked into the living room.

At this time, the living room was pitch-black, and the scene of ghosts dancing as he expected did not appear. The blood-stained high-heeled shoes and the long-handled black umbrella were uncharacteristically lying quietly on both sides of the backpack. The bald chicken and the pullet also maintain the posture of burying their heads in their wings.

Only the big black dog saw Su Che come out of the bedroom, its dog eyes flashed green light towards him, bared its teeth and barked twice dully.

"Can you see other things on me?" Su Che asked, stroking the big black dog's head.

The big black dog seemed to understand Su Che's words, and its green eyes showed a vigilant look. It circled around Su Che a few times, sniffing constantly, and roared in a low voice from time to time, and finally stopped at Su Che. Che pouted his head on the left side and stared at his pocket, barking furiously.

Wang Wang Wang!

Su Che reached out his hand to feel in the pocket on the left side of his clothes. There was only a bunch of cold keys inside. Looking at it carefully, it was really the bunch of keys engraved with the number 148.

"It's this?" Su Che put the key engraved with the number 148 in front of the big black dog and continued to ask.

Unexpectedly, the big black dog's reaction after seeing this bunch of keys was even bigger than before. His bared-toothed expression turned into a ferocious expression, with sharp fangs protruding from the dogs' mouths on both sides, staring viciously at the 148 engraved on Su Che's hand. The digital key made a posture that he would jump up and swallow the key in Su Che's hand at any time.

"Don't just put on a show, at least you have some practical actions!" Su Che pretended to throw the key in his hand to the big black dog.

Seeing this scene, the big black dog couldn't bear it anymore. Before the key engraved with the number 148 fell on its dog's head, it ran away with its tail between its legs, and hid under the coffee table shivering.

Even though I am a dog, you are too inappropriate for a human being!

The big black dog is deeply disturbed by his uncertain future.

Su Che put away the key and chuckled, the big black dog faltered at a critical moment, and the key with the number 148 engraved on the side is not as ordinary as it looks on the surface.

"No. 148 Zijin Avenue, the key engraved with the number 148, maybe this is the key to open the house at No. 148 Zijin Avenue." Looking at the phone, the summary file of the supernatural incident at the Lanjiang Bridge that Mingyun mentioned has not been sent. After thinking for a while, Che took two chickens and a dog, put on his backpack, opened the door of the rental house, and rushed in the direction of Jiangdu Garden.

Leaving the neighborhood where the rental house is located, I went to the hardware store where I customized the family eating spoons last time and bought a few woodworking tools such as hacksaws, angle grinders, and polishers.

Before eight o'clock in the evening, Su Che arrived at the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden with all the tools, and then spent a lot of effort to move out the tree that had been hidden by the lightning strike. The tree is simply processed and made into accessories for the previously planned items.

Around eleven o'clock, all the crooked and worrying materials had been processed.

This batch of objects made from the wood of the tree with the neck twisted by lightning does not yet have the ability to exorcise evil spirits that the consecrated items have. Su Che looked at the objects that he spent nearly three hours making, and took a breath of satisfaction.

"Get ready, the raw materials processed by this lightning strike crooked neck tree are limited, and I don't know if it will be enough."

Su Che glanced at the time, and it was less than an hour before the early morning when he made an appointment with the members of the Guild of Strange Talk. He had enough time to assemble the parts in front of him.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The green eyes of the big black dog circled around the unfinished building in the dark Jiangdu Garden. There were no lights near the unfinished building at night. It was a bit scary to see the big black dog's green eyes dangling around. .

The night wind blew on his cheeks, making him feel slightly chilled. Su Che restrained his breathing, squatted down and continued to fiddle with the scattered parts in front of him.

After about four or 10 minutes, the parts made of the tree with the crooked neck struck by lightning were basically completed.

"Complete!"

Su Che patted the sawdust on his hands, and looked at the piece just put together in front of him with great interest. The two ends are hollowed out, and the middle can be easily disassembled. It looks like two hexagonal hollow lamps are connected by a long stick. Weird shape.

"Then you just need to find an opportunity to consecrate it. Last time I snatched paper-made mourning and wedding clothes from Huanggang Village, as well as a lot of extinguished lanterns. I can always find a way to ignite the will-o'-the-wisp, and then it will be no match for it." The original paper lanterns should also come in handy!"

There are still a lot of leftovers left over from the tree that was struck by lightning and twisted its neck. Su Che collected them and prepared to transport them to Room 4, 14th Floor, Building 1444, where the Guitan Association is located, in case of emergencies.

Just after midnight, the eerie unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden suddenly became lively.

Not long after Su Che transported the leftovers to the Ghost Story Association, Kuang Cheng and Xiao Tiantian arrived one after another, and after a while, Mr. H, who was hidden in God, was secretly released by Su Che from the black book.

Mr. J's escape from the orthopedics department of the Third Hospital in the morning seemed to have been discovered, so he failed to come in the intensive care, so he had to be absent.

Fatty Qian, everyone from the Guild of Ghost Story and Su Che waited until about 10 minutes into the morning, but he still didn't arrive at the Guild of Strange Story.

Just as Xiao Tiantian, Kuang Cheng, and even An Donglin, who had just joined the Ghost Story Association in the morning, were whispering about whether something had happened to Fatty Qian, Xiao Tiantian's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

She took it out with a face full of doubts, and her fat and oily face suddenly changed, "President, it's Fatty Qian! He sent a message saying that his master chef died tonight, and the cause of death was... Starved to death, all the fat layer under the skin disappeared, this method of death...is a ghost takeaway, it must be a ghost takeaway! It appeared again!"

After several consecutive messages, Xiao Tiantian's complexion became worse and worse at a speed visible to the naked eye, "How is it possible, the hermit has died on the Lanjiang Bridge, how can the ghost takeaway appear again?"

She got up from her seat and ran out of the stair-shaped room of the Ghost Story Association, her whole body exuding strong hatred and pain.

"Tonight's matter is temporarily put on hold, let's go find Fatty Qian with Xiao Tiantian!"

Hearing Su Che's words, everyone in the Ghost Story Association who hadn't reacted in the empty room got up one after another, and under the leadership of Su Che, they quickly followed up with Britney who had already run out of the Ghost Story Association.

"The death of the hermit is not the end of everything, on the contrary, some things are just beginning!"

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The strange situation revealed by the hermit's death on the Lanjiang Bridge has not yet been ascertained. After three days, the ghost takeaway that had disappeared for many years reappeared. The first victim was the chef master of Fatty Qian, a member of the Ghost Story Association.

All kinds of clues pushed everything to the dead hermit.

The No. 714 bus was speeding on the road. Fatty Qian sent a few text messages to Xiao Tiantian and then lost the audio. The phone call to him was also out of service area. The truth about his master's strange death became more confusing .

When Su Che and others arrived at the place where Fatty Qian was staying, it was close to 12:30 in the morning, and what appeared in front of everyone was a particularly dirty and messy village in the city. In the depths of Nakamura, there was a clear light and the sound of beating gongs, drums and mourning.

"President, this is where Fatty Qian said!" Xiao Tiantian said while looking at the dark city village outside the window.

This village in the city is not far from the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden, so Su Che often passed by here many times when he took a taxi to the Ghost Story Association, but he didn't expect Fatty Qian to hide here.

He found a secluded corner and got off the car. Standing by the side of the road, Su Che raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He found that a mourning hall had been built in the village in the city, where the sound of beating gongs, drums and mourning music could be heard, and people walked by from time to time.

"Let's go and have a look." Su Che didn't take the two chickens out of the car, but only took the big black dog and walked quickly towards the village in the city.

Britney, Kuang Cheng and An Donglin followed closely behind Su Che, while Mr. H, who hadn't come out for a long time, didn't get out of the car. He sat by the window and saw Su Che and others enter the village in the city.

The scene in front of the urban village has changed a lot. On both sides of the narrow road, there are clogged stinky ditches, the sewage is black and smelly, and many domestic garbage that has not been cleaned can be seen everywhere.

"This smell is somewhat similar to ghost takeaway." Su Che's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked around but found no trace of ghosts. This strange phenomenon not only did not let him breathe a sigh of relief, but became more vigilant.

Professor Yang's pointer in the sleeve fell into the palm silently, ready for accidents at any time.

"Did you get in touch with Fatty Qian?" This was Kuang Cheng's voice speaking in a low voice.

Xiao Tiantian glanced at the phone screen, "Still unable to contact, not in the service area."

He quietly touched near the mourning hall where elegiac couplets were hung, and the light bulb hanging in the air reflected the shadows of several people playing cards, but Su Che approached slowly, but did not hear any movement made by them.

obviously.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with that!

Just when Su Che was about to take out Professor Yang's pointer and rush into the mourning hall to find out, a loud shout from afar interrupted his plan.

"Who is there? Is this a place where you can play around? Get out of here!"

Su Che, who was carrying a large backpack, stood sideways beside the couplet, undoubtedly in the most conspicuous position. The person who made the sound was obviously targeting him. Su Che turned his head and looked in the direction behind the sound. At the same time, Britney, Kuang Cheng, An Donglin, and the big black dog led by Su Che, four people and one dog, all five pairs of eyes looked behind.

"You...what do you want to do? I...I'll tell you, don't mess around in a society ruled by law..." The man was so frightened that his expression suddenly turned pale. A change.

"Wait...the chest of that person's clothes seems to be bleeding, this person smells so bad, my God, there are such fat women in this world..."

Continuing to observe Su Che and others, he couldn't believe what he saw more and more, "The whole face is bloodless and covered with spots, no, these are the corpse spots caused by the decay of the dead! There is also this strange smell. I seem to have smelled it somewhere... Good guy, this thing smells of preservatives! And this fat woman, she is dripping with yellowish oil... This This, this is corpse oil? Wait a minute, what are these things!"

A terrifying conjecture formed in his mind, could it be that the...all he wanted to drive away just now were ghosts?

Thinking of this, his heart seemed to fall to the bottom of the valley, his whole body trembled, and he was sweating coldly. He never thought that he would encounter a group of lonely ghosts outside the mourning hall of the dead.

He panicked like a dog now, his hands and feet were cold, and a sense of powerlessness spread all over his body, "No... no, I can't let them know that I can see them, yes, that's it, I have to pretend that I can't see them What they look like!"

Thinking of this, he shouted again, "Who is there? Is this a place where you can play around? Get out of here!"

Then he pretended not to see Su Che and the others, lowered his head and ran towards the mourning hall in small steps, intending to rush into the mourning hall and find the living people who were guarding the spirit to relieve his inner fear.

However, before he ran into the mourning hall, he saw the young man standing under the elegiac couplet and leading the dog quietly stretching out his hand to him, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey and sticking out its tongue.

Chilling!

Su Che grabbed the visitor by the collar like a chicken, dragged him under the couplet, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The man's heart skipped a beat, and his brain was instantly filled with despair. He didn't dare to look at Su Che who looked down at him, and hissed tremblingly, "I...I didn't see anything, My fellow ghosts, I have done nothing, don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”

Su Che glanced helplessly at the members of the Guild of Ghost Story behind him. Looking at them, they didn't look like normal people. Under such circumstances, it was definitely not an exaggeration to be mistaken for ghosts.

"Brother, don't be afraid, we're not ghosts, we're all out-and-out good people, like fake ones!" Su Che explained with a sigh and deep eyes.

Su Che's explanation not only failed to alleviate the fear in this man's heart, but instead aroused the anxiety deep in his heart, he was so trembling that he didn't even dare to speak.

Seeing this situation, Su Che sighed again helplessly, let go of the leash that was leading the big black dog, stretched out his palm, pointed the two big pockets at the man's face like double bread clips, and slapped him. go up.

Snapped!Snapped!

Two loud slaps made the man dizzy.

"Oh shit, it's actually a living person! Why are you beating ghosts and running around without sleeping in the middle of the night? Do you know that people scare people and scare people to death?" Su Che's physical therapy effect is outstanding, and he was slapped twice by Su Che The stupefied man yelled out of anger after he came back to his senses.

"Finally able to communicate."

Su Che backhandedly dragged this man into a dark corner, his heart sank suddenly, and he screamed in panic, "What do you want to do? Don't act recklessly! Young man, you are still young, so you must not go on the road of breaking the law." The way of crime!"

"Although we are not ghosts, I didn't say that there are no ghosts here." Su Che asked with a smile, "Since you came to the door yourself, then I am an enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su, and you are welcome!"

"Do you know how the man lying in the mourning hall died?"

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How did the people lying in the mourning hall die?

This is the meaning of murder!

Didn't I just yell out aloud to tell you ghost bumpers not to make troubles near the mourning hall? You're going to kill me to silence me. You are all good people as promised?

Cai Ji felt that his whole body was not well.

Going out to participate in a poker game at night can also make him encounter such scary things.