No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Throwing the blood-stained high-heeled shoes and the long-handled black umbrella, the figures of Huang Xiaoying and Zhang Yi appeared in an instant, and the terrifying aura belonging to the ghosts in red poured out immediately. lag.

"I see you! I see you! I see you!"

The cold woman's voice appeared again, but this time it was no longer from Su Che and the others' ears, but across the night sky of this sloping field. The two female ghosts, Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi, seemed to burn them to ashes with hot dark red sparks first.

The unburnt paper money did not appear, but only hot sparks that could almost ignite the air. When the hot sparks splashed on the two female ghosts, Huang Xiaoying and Zhang Yi, strange things happened. These sparks were like fire. Clusters of flames ignited like oil on top.

Zhang Yi was fine, the long-handled dark umbrella swept by, and the clusters of flames ignited by sparks were extinguished in the blink of an eye, and a huge mouth full of fangs emerged from under the umbrella, directly chasing the wraith of a futile dead Chew it and swallow it.

But Huang Xiaoying was not so calm.

It just threw out the rag doll of the little boy covered in dirt, the familiar 'I have no friends...can you be my friend? Before he could say it, the scorching flames burned it all over the ground, and his body was covered with scorched and burnt marks, so that even Huang Xiaoying's blood-stained high-heeled shoes were extremely hot. Burning spots.

At this time, Su Che had also finished assembling the two hexagonal seat lamps. One hand was covered with two lamps covered with yellow paper of ghost symbols, and the other hand was the rusty boat hook with blood stains. Su Che shouted "Get out of the way!"

Swinging the rusted boat hook in his hand and throwing it vigorously, he pulled the climbing rope tied at the end of the rusted boat hook and aimed it at the wraiths of the dead in vain around him. The body of the resentful soul.

Pulling back hard, the resentful soul of the deceased who was pierced by the rusted boat hook was instantly placed in the warm embrace of the two consecrated seat lamps, and before he could even make a scream, he was physically lifted to heaven on the spot.

The flames inside the two seat lamps flickered faintly, and the sound of rusted ship hooks piercing through the air sounded again, and the sound spread far and wide in the night sky.

"If you don't want to eat, you'll get a hook from me, Su!" Su Che's expression was calm, with a look of regret flashing in his eyes.

He aimed at the resentful souls of those who died in vain, and threw the rusted boat hook in his hand again and again, killing the resentful souls of the dead who were in vain, and there was a sound of howling.

The huge fangs bit the resentful souls of the dead into pieces, and then spewed out dense horror grimaces, completely submerging the clusters of flames ignited by sparks.

This scene shocked both Kuang Cheng and Tang Xun. Tang Xun, who saw Su Che killing ghosts for the first time like cutting melons and vegetables, was even more surprised from ear to ear, "This is not a railway guerrilla! ? Anti-Japanese Heroes are not as outrageous as you!"

Su Che continued to throw the rusted boat hook, the light in the seat lamp was much brighter than before, the iron box placed on the ground made a rattling sound, and he immediately looked into the iron box.

There is nothing else in the box, only a painting that has been forcibly dug out with nails and blood, which makes the scalp tingle. On the stormy sea, the searchlight of a cruise ship casts a huge light, and countless villains are covered in blood. Bloody climbing on the hull.

And under the surface of the cruise ship, lay a dead body that was beginning to rot, but stretched out its hands in a hug, hugging the entire cruise ship in its arms.

"It's the cruise ship Jianghai No. 422 that has sunk into the Lanjiang River again, and this rotting corpse that represents the corpse cult..."

"Wait a minute, this painting seems to be signed by someone...Liu Zhengwen? Isn't this the Uncle Wen who died under the evil curse of Beimen this morning? He turned out to be a member of the Corpse Eating Cult?"

Chapter 590 This brick seems to be more than just a street fighting artifact

Although the body of the first person in Baiping Town who died under the evil curse of the North Gate was not found, this painting of the corpse-eating cult that was buried in the ground for many years under the pressure of suspected city wall bricks undoubtedly pointed out the target for Su Che.

It was Uncle Wen who died under the evil curse of the North Gate this morning in full view.

Throwing a rusted boat hook at the iron box, there was a muffled sound, and the severely decayed iron box was immediately smashed to pieces by the rusted boat hook thrown by Su Che, and the painting of the corpse cult with Liu Zhengwen's signature on it was corroded. The boat hook was lifted, and as Su Che pulled the climbing rope back, it fell into his hands.

Staring at the painting in his hand that had been forcibly dug out with fingernails and blood, Su Che's face darkened. His hand feels soft and resilient. Even in the past many years, there are not many signs of aging. It bears the foundation of this weird painting of the corpse cult It's not paper, but a piece of human skin that still retains a little moisture.

"This old man is really insane."

Although Su Che still doesn't know whether Uncle Wen has anything to do with the evil curse of the North Gate raging in Baiping Town, but just because he took off the skin of an unknown person and used it for painting, he can guess that it is in the hands of others. The old man who is inconvenient to move around and can only walk a few steps on crutches is definitely not a kind person.

The light from the already bright two seat lamps flickered slightly, shining on the human skin carrying this weird painting of the corpse cult, and black smoke lingered in an instant.

The echoing cold woman's voice froze suddenly, and then she let out a mournful and shrill scream, conveying endless resentment and hatred.

The voice was so menacing that it exploded in Su Che's ears in an instant, causing his eardrums to tingle, and making Su Che feel like he was in a trance.

Those two slender arms without any blood color hung down from Su Che's shoulders again. Compared with before, there were many fine penetrating wounds flying blood and flesh on these two arms. Comparing the shapes, it is easy to see these fine wounds The shape of the penetrating wound was strikingly similar to the rusted hook in Su Che's hand.

With a miserable cry, the two arms full of fine penetrating wounds went straight to Su Che's vitals.

However, Su Che turned a blind eye to this. He held two seat lamps that were becoming more and more radiant, and directly burned them onto the smoky human skin painting.

Bang!

The fire burst out, completely engulfing the entire human skin painting in the blink of an eye, the water was evaporated, and the lines cut out with fingernails and blood quickly charred and turned black. It took less than a few seconds before and after. This is not too small. The human skin painting was burned to ashes.

The two arms hanging from Su Che's shoulders could only stop in the end filled with hatred, fading away with a chill that made the hair stand on end.

"I see you! I see you...."

The icy female voice that echoed again just appeared, but was interrupted mercilessly by Su Che, "You like to stare at others so much, why don't you go to the surveillance camera of Tianyan system? I think this job is quite suitable for you."

"I... saw you!"

As the human skin painting was burnt to ashes and scattered, the resentful spirits of the dead who approached from all directions on the slope also faded away, and the blue-gray wall brick that Su Che wrapped in mourning clothes tied with paper and stuffed into the bottom of the backpack dissipated at this moment There were bursts of strong stench almost indistinguishable from Shirahata's.

At this moment, it was as if a powerful exhaust fan had been placed on the bottom of Su Che's backpack, which violently exploded with a huge suction force, completely sucking the resentful souls of those who died in vain into it.

After a long time, the smell dissipated, and the narrow path extending to the slope between the weeds and the shadows of the whirling trees reappeared in front of Su Che and his party.

Putting down the rusted boat hook and two seat lamps in his hand, Su Che dug out the blue-gray wall brick wrapped in mourning paper from the bottom of the backpack, stared at it for a long time, "This brick... It’s not just as simple as a street fighting artifact.”

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To say who had the most pleasant life during this time, probably only Long Wenhua, who became a frequent visitor to the anorectal department in his early twenties.

After escaping from Yuanjialing and returning to Jiangcheng to be admitted to the Anorectal Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiang Medical University, five or six days passed in a peaceful and boring life, but Long Wenhua enjoyed it.

Finally, don't face those weird and scary ghosts, and the world where only you can get hurt in the Kikube area has finally become a thing of the past.

What a joy, what a joy!

"Congratulations!" Long Wenhua roared angrily.

He got up from the hospital bed with a melancholy expression, fiddled with his mobile phone for a while, and watched the strange chat content of sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast group. Long Wenhua sighed deeply. He discovered a terrible thing these days. matter.

Of course it is not such a simple thing as long hemorrhoids!

Rather...he would be lethargic and drowsy during the day, and would be energetic and hyperactive at night. At first he just thought it was the result of his long-term live broadcast of spirit exploration, day and night Caused by unhealthy work and rest habits.

But with Long Wenhua's in-depth research, he discovered that this is not the case. Obviously his recovery ability has made great progress, but the injuries suffered by the chrysanthemums one after another cannot be completely healed; Changed his work and rest habits and even used sleeping pills, but it had no effect at all; obviously he had decided to quit the spirit-seeking live broadcast circle, but it was very miserable to encounter ghosts and encounter supernatural events one after another.

The long thoughts brought his consciousness back to a month ago... that night in Room 503 of Helong Hotel, which made him feel heartbroken.

The female ghost in a crimson nightgown pressed him down and acted recklessly, while Long Wenhua, who was bearded and full of vicissitudes, was like a 150-jin child, with tears rolling down his stubble, making Long Wenhua look weak and helpless help, can only silently bear the tyrannical impact of the female ghost,

"What the hell, that female ghost definitely played tricks on me, Long." Long Wenhua gritted his teeth like this.

Crunch!

The closed door of the ward was knocked open by the visitor sideways. Long Wenhua had long been accustomed to this. He subconsciously touched the consecrated mahogany sword hidden under the bed sheet, looked at the visitor with aggrieved eyes and said, "Officer Zhao, you You must save me, someone Long!"

"Long Wenhua, you seem to be recovering well." Zhao Tailai walked up to Long Wenhua, frowned and shook his head, "I've already told you that there is no cure for your condition, unless you Dare to dig out the whole piece of meat contaminated by ghosts, but even if you do so, the consequences will be worse than death, much worse than now."

"So you kid should just accept the reality honestly. You are better than that Sun Cheng who was scratched by the corpse king and caused the corpse poison to enter his body. His whole body is as stiff as a corpse, and he can't take care of himself. Waiting for the corpse king's coffin fungus to save his life."

Hearing Zhao Tailai's words, Long Wenhua's eyes were gloomy and he felt that life was meaningless, "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over... I, Long, really want to carry this stain in my life, it can't be washed away, it's miserable! No one is worse than me!"

"Don't act like you're about to die." Zhao Tailai said with a serious face, "Since your injury has almost recovered, it's time to accept the important task arranged by the organization. The lunar calendar will be in eleven days. The Ghost Festival, the first topic after we entered the restart of the science column group started from the Ghost Festival!"

"Hungry Ghost Festival? This name sounds very dangerous!"

Long Wenhua became vigilant in an instant, and asked quickly, "Officer Zhao, there should be no... no ghosts in this show, right?"

"Relax, the Ghost Festival is just an ordinary traditional folk festival. We are just tracking and reporting a series of customs and customs during the Ghost Festival. How can there be any ghosts!"

Chapter 590: This Is Much More Direct Than Ghosts Harm People

Go back to the newly built simple steel frame warehouses along the original road, break open the door locks and sneak into the warehouses to search for them. The normal goods piled up inside are all unbelievably normal.

There is still no clue as to the location of the body of the first person in Baiping Town who died under the evil curse of the North Gate.

However, Uncle Wen, who died of the evil curse of the North Gate this morning and was also a member of the corpse-eating cult, undoubtedly became the breakthrough point in Su Che's eyes.

The north of Baiping Town is as deserted as ever, and Su Che has no intention of staying here. He just received a call from Sweetie, and took the 714 bus wandering in Baiping Town. She and Fatty Qian did notice something unusual. .

"President!"

Kuang Cheng squeezed to Su Che's side, "Sister Tian and Fatty Qian had an accident?"

"She said on the phone that something has been following the 714 ghost bus, but she couldn't see what it was." Su Che frowned, "It sounds a bit like the ghost who killed the three battery thieves, ours Move faster."

Kuang Cheng was a little taken aback. When he faced those ghosts of the dead in vain just now, he couldn't even touch the ghosts of the dead in vain with his black and rigid sharp nails, which really hit him hard.

Right now, there is this kind of ghost that even Xiao Tiantian and Qian Fatty can't see clearly. To be honest, Kuang Chengxin is still a little nervous.

"The situation is changing so fast now that I, a half-human, half-corpse from a small place in Jiangcheng, feel a lot of pressure!" Kuang Cheng said awkwardly and politely, always feeling that the salary increase on his lips was about to come again. away from him.

"Okay, old K, I'm very pleased that you have such self-knowledge, but now is not the time to talk discouraged, tomorrow night will be the time to enter the world of strange stories, you still have a chance to turn around!" Su Che revealed himself The friendly and kind smile comforted Kuang Cheng.

At the same time, while walking, he turned his head and glanced at Tang Xun who was hurrying with his head buried, "You didn't feel the sign that the road-asking ghost came out to ask for directions again, did you?"

"No... I don't know, I don't know when it will suddenly come out to ask me for directions..."

"Ghosts appear in groups tonight. Actually, I miss the old ghost." Su Che said quietly. He really misses the ghost. If he can catch the ghost, he can find it everywhere. The strange ability of living people to ask directions may play a big role in certain special situations.

Seeing Su Che talking about the wayfinding ghost as if he missed his old friend, Tang Xun suddenly felt that the whole world was full of malice, and the depression in his heart was almost pouring out of his heart, "Mr. Su, I am panicking like a dog now, Can't you just stop talking about the underworld..."

"Actually, you don't need to be so afraid of that ghost asking for directions. If he asks you for directions, you can also ask him for directions as an emotionless repeater. It is already dead, and the only corpse left is probably Bones, can you still consume a living person like you?" Su Che looked calm, after all, he had crushed the wayfinder several times through ruthless repetition.

"I think back when I was working part-time as a security guard in Qingshan Mental Hospital in Jiangcheng, I saw a seriously ill mental patient named Zhao Yue who was locked in the No. [-] ward. In the fear of asking the way..."

As Su Che said this, Tang Xun's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the name Zhao Yue, "Mr. Su, you helped Zhao Yue get rid of the ghost who was entangled with him in Qingshan Mental Hospital?"

"No, I used Zhao Yue as a bait to catch the asking ghost, and then let the asking ghost lead us the way, but it actually committed suicide because it couldn't think about it... Sure enough, for a road idiot like the asking ghost Say, the work of leading the way is still too embarrassing for it." Su Che stroked his chin and said solemnly.

Lu crazy?Use Zhao Yue, who was entangled by the ghost to catch the ghost, and force the ghost to lead you...Mr. Su, you really don't do a single thing that a human being should do!

At this moment, Tang Xun could only express deep sympathy for Zhao Yue who had an accident at the same construction site, and made a sad expression.

The bodies of Liu Dacheng and his two other members of the criminal gang were still parked in the distance when they died from the attack of the Yin soldiers in the aisle. Their clothes were torn and tattered.

No one dared to move them, not even those batteries that had been lost on the ground, no one dared to come and find them. The doors and windows of every house on both sides of the street were closed tightly, and the curtains were drawn and tightly covered.

The No. 714 bus driven by Subduing Ghost stopped silently by the side of the road for a while before Su Che and his party arrived from the north of Baiping Town.

"Is your situation okay? What about the ghost following the No. 714 bus? Why didn't you see that ghost?" Anyway, there was no one around, and Su Che went straight into the compartment of the No. 714 bus without hesitation. , asked Xiao Tiantian and Qian Fatzi to ask them aloud.

"President..." Xiao Tiantian saw Su Che walk into the car, and unconsciously lowered her voice, "Those things followed the ghost bus we took through the entire Baiping Town until we arrived at the three Near the dead, they suddenly disappeared."

"Suddenly disappeared? That ghost just followed instead of attacking you?"

"Yes, when those things are in motion, they will make clanking noises, like iron pots and pans colliding. There are many... many... Fatty Qian and I are two people. Can’t even count them.”

Xiao Tiantian looked at the three corpses lying on the road across the road with lingering fear. She was obviously frightened. She thought for a while and then said, "The speed of those things is very fast, the ghost bus has already reached seven or eight." Ten yards an hour, and we still haven't shaken those things off."

"There are so many that the naked eye can't see them, and the speed is so fast that even a subdued ghost driving a ghost bus can't get rid of them." Open the memo on the phone, record the information that Britney said, and click to save.

Walking to the driver's seat of the No. 714 bus in three or two steps, Su Che patted the driver's seat and said to the ghost in uniform, "What about you? Did you see anything?"

The subdued ghost frantically bleeds blood from the top of his head and shakes his head, speaking in a gloomy and weak voice, "I can't see those things either, it's just..."