No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The cold wind from the tunnel poured in, making people shiver uncontrollably.

At this time, those passengers who raised their heads slowly stood up, then turned around and squeezed into the aisle of the carriage, and walked out of the carriage one by one.

Passing through the bodies of the three of Su Che, turning a blind eye to the living people who are close at hand, exuding a lingering cold aura and a strong corpse smell, at this time, the three of Su Che seemed to be in a morgue in between.

"Mr. Su, you smashed the hell train with a grenade!" Tang Xun tremblingly whispered behind Su Che with his teeth shaking.

Su Che just shook his head slightly when he heard the words, "The grenade didn't explode completely at all, how could it be possible to blow up the Hell Train just by a shock wave? It should be the explosion of the grenade that blasted the ghosts of the Hell Train open, just like the ghosts in the cemetery at that time." It’s the same as what I saw in Zhaicun.”

Compared with the ghosts that Su Che has come into contact with before, the hell train ghosts that only cover the inside and outside of this green train are obviously the smallest. The explosion of the powerful 82-type oval grenade only appeared on the hell train. In a matter of seconds, the closed Hell Train Ghost Creature was blown apart, forcing it to stop in the tunnel.

Standing in the No. 4 car, the sight of the ghost passengers passing by, Feng Zhi, whose helmet lights are shining brightly, is undoubtedly the most eye-catching boy in the whole car.

After the hell train stopped, the fear and despair on his face under the helmet disappeared, replaced by a very stiff and numb expression, standing motionless in the aisle of No. 4 carriage.

Su Che ignored the cold breath brought by the ghost passengers passing by, strode up to the motionless Feng Zhi, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Zhi, but the hand he stretched out to Feng Zhi passed through without any hindrance. Passed Feng Zhi's body.

"Sure enough, as I guessed, the ghosts on the hell train are temporarily disabled." Su Che was overjoyed.

The boat hook that was originally intended to be used to deal with the asking ghosts passed through Feng Zhi's body, and plumes of black smoke escaped from the place where the two touched, and the intense pain caused made Feng Zhi's numb face twitch continuously.

The pupils occupied by chaos and malice regained a little clarity at this time, "Hiss... ah, it hurts so much! What's wrong with me?"

"Old Feng, it's not that I said you, if you go bankrupt, you go bankrupt, and you don't need to go crazy and attack the staff of the train! This is good, has something happened? Let me tell you, Lao Feng, you are finished, waiting for you It will definitely be punished by the law!" Su Che looked at Feng Zhiyi and said righteously.

Chapter 550 The Ghost in the Tunnel

What can Mr. H and Tang Xun say about Su Che's behavior of blowing up the hell train when he disagreed with Feng Zhi?

They dare not speak more than half a sentence.

What are you looking at?It was you, the ghost, who forced the hell train to stop!

After capturing Feng Zhi, the three of Su Che did not rush to the locomotive cab at the front of the Hell Train, but quickly returned to the No. 7 car with Feng Zhi.

The hell train stopped in the tunnel didn't have that weird length again. This time they ran from car 3 back to car 4 in just two or three minutes.

Wang Wang Wang!

The green eyes and loud barking of the big black dog came oncoming.

"President, what happened in the front car just now? We only heard a loud noise, and then the whole hell train went dark and stopped." Xiao Tiantian's face was full of worry.

"Ahem..." Su Che coughed twice, "Don't talk so much, we have to get off among the ghost passengers."

Feng Zhi, who was hooked by the rusted boat, looked at Su Che gratefully. In this cold and ruthless society, only this Mr. Su, who came all the way to Shuangqing to pick him up back to his hometown, could bring him a little heart. consolation.

It's so inspiring!

The Hell Train stopped in the tunnel, and there was a scene of ghosts and ghosts scrambling to escape in the carriage. In this situation, ordinary people would definitely not want to share the narrow and long tunnel space with the ghost passengers who squeezed into the tunnel. After all, no one could predict Whether the ghost passengers leaving the hell train can remain harmless in the carriage, once an accident occurs, they will inevitably face overwhelming siege of ghost passengers.

But Su Che had a vague premonition in his heart——

With all the ghost passengers gone the hell train might take an extremely dangerous turn.

However, not long after his premonition appeared, the deep darkness that only lingered outside the hell train quickly spread into the car from the glass windows of the first few cars that were shattered by the shock wave of the powerful Type 82 oval grenade explosion. .

Engulfed by this darkness, they will remain in the hell train forever, just like those train attendants with mutilated limbs and organs.

As the darkness outside the car poured in, such thoughts quickly surfaced in Su Che's mind, and at the same time, a overwhelming sense of crisis rose up.

"Hurry up, there's no time, follow me!"

He ran wildly among the ghost passengers scrambling to escape, and ran to the front of the No. 7 car. Su Che took out the bright flashlight and opened it, inserted it into the backpack buckle on his shoulder, and jumped out of the car with everyone from the Ghost Story Association and a few other passers-by.

The light of the strong flashlight and the headlights of Jia Mu and Deng Yuanqing's helmets together illuminate the scene in the narrow tunnel. They are very familiar with the structure of the Shuangqing subway, and they can confirm one thing the moment they see the tunnel wall.

This is by no means any link in the intricate underground rail transit in Shuangqing City.

"Damn it, what the hell kind of tunnel is this?" Jia Mu cursed inwardly.

Deng Yuanqing saw something hanging on the tunnel wall through the light on the helmet, moved his head to aim at the light, and a mutilated human body hanging on the tunnel wall came into sight, and he was immediately pale with fright.

He hesitated and stopped Su Che, "Mr. Su, there are dead people on the tunnel wall..."

Su Che shone a bright flashlight over it, and everyone could see clearly that the bloody body hanging on the tunnel wall was a man. Judging from its turbid eyes and mutilated body that trembled violently as if being hit by a high-voltage electric shock, It was a ghost, not a dead body in a tunnel.

"Look at your virtue. You are so sneaky and shameful hanging on the tunnel. What should you do if you scare the children? Even if you don't scare the children, it's wrong to scare other ghosts!" Su Che looked serious. reprimanded it.

For a long time, the ghost was still shaking violently, without even looking at Su Che.

Shaking his head and sighing, "It's another ghost who can't understand human words."

Professor Yang's pointer fell into the palm of his hand, and a blazing blue arc surged out, instantly covering the dark tunnel with a layer of dark blue light.

zizi.

The blazing blue electric arc struck the mutilated human body, and now it finally reacted, moving its mutilated and stiff head sluggishly, looking down at Su Che and his party who had just jumped off the hell train from a high position on the tunnel wall, tearing at the damaged vocal cords There was an intermittent and unpleasant voice, "I...who am I? I...where...where?"

"Huh." Su Che frowned, looked up at the mutilated human body hanging on the tunnel wall, and said in a dark voice, "It's a bit similar to Old Feng's, and it also maintains a little bit of consciousness before it was alive. Could it be that it also died on the hell train?" alive?"

Visible to the naked eye, its crippled human face showed a terrified expression, and its shriveled and twisted limbs swayed back and forth, rubbing against the tunnel wall magic.

Su Che struck it with another blazing blue arc.

"Name?"

"age?"

"Profession?"

"And how did you die?"

"I only count down to three!"

The other party lowered their brows and stared blankly at Su Che who spoke, his eyes were filled with muddle-headed emotions.

"three!"

sizzle.

Another blazing blue electric arc crossed the pitch-black tunnel space, striking it straight and straight, the burning smell scattered, and the frequency and arc of its trembling became larger.

It stared blankly at Su Che for a while, and finally, under Su Che's eager gaze, it racked its brains and began to answer Su Che's questions.

"Name? My... surname seems to be Qi... Age? I... can't remember... Occupation? What do I do?"

After a long silence, it shook its mutilated head feebly, "How did I die? Could it be that I... am already dead?"

The trembling frequency of the mutilated human body increased again, and its dull eyes showed similar pain and confusion as Feng Zhi, and it murmured unconsciously, "I saw a lot... many, many people... I'm about to Driven mad by them... I'm going to take that ride... Definitely! Definitely!"

At the end of the murmur, it even turned into a low-pitched cry of despair mixed with wailing and roaring, which made people wonder what kind of pain they had experienced to feel this level of despair.

"Okay, calm down first." Hearing its murmur, Su Che had guessed the origin of this ghost.

In his mind, he recalled the posts he found during the day when he was looking for clues to the Hell Train on the subway train on Line [-]. Su Che was absolutely sure that this ghost was the host who posted a post asking for help two years ago. It not only got on the Hell Train, but also died. On the hell train.

But it turned into a desperate moan, which didn't stop with Su Che's comfort. On the contrary, it became more and more mad and chaotic. In the end, it even crawled down from the tunnel wall, revealing its mutilated lower body, dragging its long legs. Four or five meters of bloody intestines wriggled on the ground.

Su Che waved Professor Yang's pointer, and when the blazing blue arc was about to strike again, the interior of the Hell Train, which was quietly parked in the tunnel, was completely occupied by darkness. On Su Che's shoulder, the bright flashlight fixed by the buckle of the backpack, Jia Mu and Deng Yuanqing's heads The headlights of the helmet flickered several times at the same time, and then went out suddenly.

The deep darkness completely enveloped the long and narrow tunnel.

Chapter 550 Oh, old man, you are actually a person?

The lights suddenly went out, and the hell train stopped on the track disappeared at some point. Not only that, but in the depths of the tunnel shrouded in deep darkness, there was a gray light, as if something was heading towards Su. Che and his party waved.

"What's going on?" Jia Mu and Deng Yuanqing were taken aback by the sudden darkness.

Su Che touched the bright flashlight on his shoulder and flipped the switch a few times, but nothing worked. He turned his head and looked at the empty track, "The hell train has disappeared."

Not only the hell train, the ghost wriggling on the ground dragging its bloody intestines and Feng Zhi who was hooked by Su Che with a rusted boat also disappeared strangely.

This is not an illusion. Su Che can indeed feel the hell train completely swallowed by the darkness disappear from the tunnel. The ghost of the hell train has been blasted by the powerful Type 82 oval grenade. How did it disappear?

Also, neither the fool nor the hermit who boarded the last carriage of the train to hell did not appear in the tunnel, could it be that they did not get off the train?

The hair-raising coldness hits from the depths of the tunnel where the gray light appears. Su Che is sure that if he continues to stay on the hell train, it will be a dead end. The fool and the hermit have definitely left the hell train, but where are they? But Su Che couldn't be sure.

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association and the rest of the passers-by who were already in a panic all looked at Su Che. They had never seen such a weird scene like tonight in their life.

"President, there is something beckoning in front of the tunnel."

"How about we go and have a look first?"

"People? How can there be people in this ghost place, that thing must be a ghost!"

Su Che looked into the depths of the dimly lit tunnel, against the background of the dark environment, the blurry shadow waving his hand was particularly conspicuous, "Strange, the space behind the waving thing seems to be very wide, could it be the platform? "

"Come on, let's go over and have a look first, everyone don't get separated." Su Che said, and a group of people walked slowly along the narrow and dark tunnel.

There was no light, and the wind was blowing. Walking in the narrow and long tunnel, it was impossible to tell how far and how long it took.

The fuzzy shadow in front of the gray light was standing still and beckoning, but the distance between Su Che and his party was not getting closer, but seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

The hard concrete road under the feet came into contact with the soles of the shoes, making continuous pattering sounds, and the winding tunnel echoed the dull footsteps of a group of people for a long time.

The ghost passengers scrambling to escape from the hell train seemed to have never appeared, and there was an extremely oppressive silence in the entire dark tunnel, except for Su Che and his party, there were no living creatures.

Su Che, members of the Ghost Story Association, and other passers-by walked along the tunnel for less than half an hour.

"I can't walk anymore, I really can't walk anymore." The first to complain was the girl with big wavy hair, named Lin Yin, who was highly stressed for several hours and accepted all kinds of horrible supernatural powers. The incident was tormenting, she only felt that she lost half of her life, tired and sleepy.

The most frightening thing was that she found that strange crooning began to appear frequently in her ears at some point, and when she raised her spirits to hear what the weird crooning in her ear was saying, it stopped again, as if She was deliberately teasing Lin Yin, trying to destroy her last remaining sanity.

"Sister Xiaolin, hold on, we're almost there!" The fat baby girl in the couple comforted her.

Tang Xun hammered his sore and swollen thighs a few times. As a gray man on the construction site, he felt a little unable to support himself, "It's not an option to go on like this, Mr. Su! How about we take a rest first?"

"The task given by the system is to take the Hell Train to the terminal, but we have been away from the Hell Train for so long, and the system has not prompted the mission to fail. If this is the case, it means that we are still under the influence of the ghosts of the Hell Train. The reason why the Demon and the Fool are not in the tunnel is probably related to this."

Hearing Tang Xun's shout, Su Che came back to his senses. He has the skill of stamina specialization, and he will not feel strenuous in maintaining a constant speed in the tunnel for a day and a night. However, none of the members of the Guild of Ghost Story is normal, not half-hearted. Half-human corpses are possessed by starving ghosts. As for Jia Mu and Deng Yuanqing, they are the maintenance personnel of the subway tracks. Trekking in the tunnels is someone else's occupation, and their endurance is naturally sufficient.

It's just three passers-by who accidentally hit a ghost on the subway and got caught in the supernatural event of the hell train, but they don't have such good physical strength. From the tossing of the last subway in the early morning to the present, they are already exhausted and are completely biting. Grit your teeth and persist.

Su Che had no choice but to take out the black book and let everyone take the No. 714 bus.

"I hope the hell train won't appear suddenly. This ghost bus of mine will shatter at the first touch. It can't stand the collision!" Su Che sighed silently.

Luckily for them, despite still being under the haunting influence of Hell Train, they made it all the way.

The fuzzy shadow under the gray light was getting closer and closer, and there were dried and minced meat residues on the track, and a large piece of coagulated blood spread on the tunnel floor, mixed with some freshly shed blood.

"This is the bloodstain left by Guan Tong." Su Che was overjoyed, it turned out that the hermit and the fool did not stay on the hell train.