No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Boom, boom, boom.

A heavy banging sound came from the corridor outside, as if someone was banging on the door with a clenched fist.

Tang Xun thought it was Su Che who had come back, so he quickly put on his clothes and wanted to open the door, but he couldn't help but stop after taking a few steps.

Because he found that the sound of banging on the door has not stopped, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor outside the door have not stopped for a long time, and the bright white light shines into the room through the crack of the door without any hindrance, as if there is no one standing outside the door at all.

"Hey, it's the old ghost who asked for directions who knocked on the door." Tang Xun's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his heart was beating wildly.

Ka Ka Ka ......

The friction of bone joints sounded outside the door.

With the white light shining into the room through the crack of the door in the corridor, Tang Xun saw a pair of dark and skinny feet with no shoes on the red carpet outside the door.

This pair of dark and skinny feet made Tang Xun hold his breath for an instant. They were so familiar. Tang Xun was so familiar with this kind of dark and dry skin. Outside the Hell Train on Line  …

Even if the same dark and dry old face of the road-asking ghost turned into ashes, Tang Xun felt that he would never forget it.

Instinctively, he wanted to find something in the guest room to block the door, but then he thought, all the rooms around him were members of the Jiangcheng Late Night Ghost Story Association.

Afraid of a hammer?

Immediately shouted, "Mr. Su, big guy, the ghost asking for directions has come to knock on my door again to ask for directions! Come and help me!"

Dong dong dong, the sound of slamming doors outside the corridor continued.

Even though Tang Xun shouted out his throat, no one responded to his cry for help. His helplessness and fear instantly gripped Tang Xun's heart, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. The door of his room was slammed down.

"How to get to Majia Lane?"

Through a door, the sound of asking for directions that became Tang Xun's lingering nightmare finally appeared.

"What should I do? What should I do? If I don't think of a solution, I will die when the old ghost who asks the way outside the door breaks in."

The bizarre and terrifying experiences of the past few days prevented Tang Xun from completely losing his ability to think when encountering supernatural events. Since the members of the Jiangcheng Late Night Ghost Story Association in the surrounding room did not hear his cry for help for some reason, Then he can only take the initiative to seek a way out.

The professional instinct of being a gray man on a construction site made Tang Xun clearly present the structural diagram of this self-built family hotel in his head.

"This room No. 205 is at the innermost part of the corridor on the second floor. The glass window faces south. The nearest room to No. 205 is No. 204, which is only separated by a wall. And No. 204 lives in... it seems It’s that old K, as long as I smash the window of Room 204 with something, I’m sure to attract his attention.”

With an idea in mind, the next thing came naturally. He rummaged through the room and searched for small objects that were handy. After a while, Tang Xun found two cans of unopened silver vulture eight-treasure porridge, two glasses from the bathroom sink, and a remote control for the air conditioner.

Unable to wait to open the glass window, Tang Xun leaned out and grabbed a can of Silver Vulture Eight-treasure Congee, and threw it at the window sill of Room 204 where Kuang Cheng lived next door. With a bang, the window glass of Room 204 shattered.

"Brother K, I'm Xiao Tang who lives next door. The wayfinding ghost has found me again, come and help me!!!" Tang Xun shouted at the top of his lungs.

As soon as the words fell, Tang Xun felt a chill in his bones. The way-asking ghost's voice was as cold as ice, without any emotion, from the road outside the window, "How do I get to Majia Lane?"

I don't know when, dressed in old-fashioned clothes, like the wayfinder dressed in the 70s and [-]s, stood on the road outside the hotel, staring at Tang Xun who leaned his upper body out of the window sill with dead gray eyes.

"No way, you were knocking on the door in the corridor just now, how did you run to the road downstairs in the hotel in the blink of an eye? The movements of your old bones are too fast..." Tang Xun suddenly looked like It's like eating a fly.

He wanted to call for help one after another, but before he could say anything, he suddenly saw a large illusory and transparent upper body, armored and armored thing from the waist down, on the far side of the road where the wayfinder was standing. The long line was lined up neatly, making the sound of gold and iron clanging from far to near, and marching at a jaw-dropping speed.

clang... clang... clang...

"The evil forces in the ghost world? This thing is a ghost soldier crossing the border!" Tang Xun turned pale.

Just when Tang Xun thought that the Yin soldiers crossing the border were about to come into contact with the ghost who was standing on the side of the road, a burst of powerful engine sound appeared on the road, and the rusty, weed-covered No. 714 bus slammed from the road. Out of the street.

In the dark and gloomy carriage, An Donglin was bleeding from his chest, and Yuan Hezheng, who had only one head left, urged the subdued ghost to speed up anxiously.

The engine roared, the exhaust was billowing, and the speeding No. 714 bus rushed directly onto the curb, knocking away the ghost who was still looking for directions to Tang Xun with a thunderous force.

Then even the ghost and the car crashed into the lobby of Anchen Hotel.

In an instant, chickens fly and dogs jump!

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Awakened by the sound of the violent impact, Lao Liu and the milf old proprietress immediately got up from the bed and ran to the hotel lobby in a hurry.

The eighteen kinds of exorcism items from all over the world are still intact.

It's just that the lobby of the hotel has changed beyond recognition. The steel hinged door is twisted into twists, and the glass door, which had been severely damaged by Kuang Cheng before, was shattered into slag. The pungent gasoline smell mixed with a strange fishy smell drifted away. Lingering throughout the hotel lobby.

But these are nothing, a rusty bus covered with water plants, with the number 714 painted on the side of the body, is stuck in the glass door frame of the hotel, presenting a frightening scene of a tragic car accident .

Dirty blood flowed out from the bus door, silently staining a large area around it red.

The driver's face in the driver's seat of the bus was horrific, the top of his head was pierced by some sharp weapon, and the blood that was so red and black gushed out like money. The driver of the bus can be vaguely seen wearing a traffic police uniform.

This is a big deal!

"I just finished making trouble with the Gumantong kid in the hotel, and then I was hit by a bus on the back. Could it be more unlucky?" Old Liu's voice trembled with a bit of mental breakdown.

The lady proprietress of the hotel was also terrified, "Hurry up, old Liu, save people, if he keeps bleeding like this, he won't be able to stop, I'm afraid he won't survive!"

"Save me?" Even though the subduing ghost didn't understand what the two of them were thinking, it was greatly shocked.

Old Liu watched the bus driver in the traffic police uniform bleeding profusely. He and the hotel proprietress inevitably panicked even more.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.

When the two were busy rescuing the subdued ghost who seemed to be dying, a strong chill instantly enveloped them as if they were in close contact with ice. The light in the hotel lobby flickered twice and then went out suddenly.

Lao Liu and the proprietress of the hotel felt like they had fallen into an ice cave, shivering from the cold all over, and the hands that were opening the bus door seemed to have been pulled out of all their strength. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move Half effort.

"Then... what is that?" The proprietress of the hotel looked at the thin figure who stood up from the mess on the ground, as if she had just been in a serious car accident, and she suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

next second.

A pair of dead gray pupils protruded from the darkened hotel lobby, staring at her fixedly, and blurted out an emotionless voice asking for directions, "How do I get to Majiaxiang?"

Majia Lane?

where is that?

Feelings of doubt instantly filled the mind of the proprietress of the hotel.

Just as she was debating whether to answer the words of this weird-looking old man, a sudden voice broke the weird atmosphere in the hotel lobby.

"How do you get to Majia Lane? Of course you walk with your feet! Could it be that you still want to fly there?"

call out--

The sound of heavy objects being thrown through the air.

In the terrified sight of the proprietress of the hotel, a blood-stained boat pierced through the air, mercilessly piercing through the chest of the weird old man who asked her for directions, but the strange thing is that the old man whose chest was pierced by the blood-stained boat did not flow out. Even a drop of blood came out.

"I thought it would be peaceful in the second half of the night, but I didn't expect them all to get together."

When the two faint flames came on, the proprietress of the hotel realized that it was the tenant on the second floor of the hotel who had been running around during the past two days and nights who had thrown the blood-stained boat hook through the strange old man's chest.

The tenant walked downstairs slowly, pulled off the hand of her husband Lao Liu on the bus door, and said at the same time, "Oh my god, the driver is not happy, Lao Liu, please save me!"

Seeing his hand being torn off by Su Che in a daze, Lao Liu wondered like a monk who was at his second, wondering, "Master...couldn't it be haunted again?"

"Old Liu, don't be nervous, it's just an ordinary haunting." Su Che said gently.

Ordinary ghost!Can you put down the boat hook that exploded in the chest of this weird old man, and then say the four words ordinary?

Seeing the puzzled look in Old Liu's eyes, Su Che shook his head slightly, and with his hands, he pulled the wayfinder with his chest pierced through by the rusted boat hook, looking at it happily, "The big guy is waiting for you if you don't come, you shouldn't come It's time to disturb Qingmeng, you said that you are so old, why do you look like a rebellious child, now I, Su, will finally catch me!"

Old Liu looked stern. Although he couldn't understand what Master Su, the [-]th generation descendant of Maoshan Taoist priests, was talking about, but...

Is this the demeanor of an expert?

While chatting and laughing, Li Gui was caught without a fight. In this situation, Lao Liu was full of confidence in whether Su Che could get rid of Beimen Xie.

After Su Che completely subdued the asking ghost, Lao Liu also came back to his senses, and immediately heard the noisy clanging of gold and iron on the road outside the hotel.

Through the gap between the buses that blocked the hotel gate, Lao Liu saw the long queue standing on the road outside the hotel, and only the lower body of the group could be seen clearly.

"Ghosts...it's full of ghosts outside!"

Seeing the infiltrating scene of the Yin soldiers crossing the border, Lao Liu couldn't help but gasp, while the hotel proprietress's face was pale, and she was so frightened that her teeth were fighting.

However, An Donglin and Yuan He, who fell to the ground in the carriage due to a tragic car accident, jumped out of the carriage from the shadows without anyone noticing, and Yuan He's head rolled to Su At Che's feet, he quietly stuffed it into the backpack.

The parties involved, the little hen, the bald chicken and the big black dog also jumped off the broken windshield of the No. 714 bus. Su Che kept turning in circles.

"Mr. Su, those ghosts outside have chased us for three streets in Baiping Town. I'm afraid they came from bad people." Yuan He reminded Su Che in a low voice in his backpack.

At this time, Su Che also found the unidentified ghost who stopped on the road outside the hotel, and could only see the lower half of his body wearing armor. Kuang Cheng, Qian Fatty and Xiao The three of Tiantian also brought Tang Xun, who was terrified enough, down to the hotel lobby.

"President, this is... why all these ghosts suddenly came to the door?"

Su Che turned around and said, "How would I know? The newlyweds on the third floor of mine came back after asking some questions. As soon as they got to the second floor, they saw a ghost knocking on the door outside Room 205 asking for directions. Suddenly disappeared from the door of room 205, and then was hit by the 714 ghost bus and fell into the hotel......"

"Look, the Guigui's old waist was broken by the 714 ghost bus." Su Che pointed to the bent and deformed waist of the Guigui, and then added, "It's a good thing that ghosts are not protected by law, otherwise there would be no license to subdue ghosts." How many points will be deducted for driving a scrapped vehicle that has not been inspected and hit and run?"

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???

Is it now a question of how many points will be deducted for driving without a license and driving a scrapped vehicle that has not been inspected?

All the ghosts outside the hotel have come to the door, okay...

Old Liu suddenly felt that this Master Su's attention was always in strange places, you should respect the ghost outside the door who can't see the end of it at all!

Are you not afraid of accidentally capsizing in the gutter?

While Old Liu was thinking wildly, Su Che had already put the backpack behind him on the ground for Xiao Tiantian and Kuang Cheng to take care of temporarily, and while pulling out the mourning stick, he beckoned to Fatty Qian who hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

"Boss Yuan, how do I think those ghosts outside are a bit like the ghost soldiers in folklore? Where did you find them?" Su Che asked in a neutral manner.

Yuan Heying said, "This kind of ghost is indeed very similar to the ghost soldiers in folklore. Less than half an hour ago, when the ghost bus passed by the corpses of the three little thieves who stole the battery and died unexpectedly, we found three ghosts that could only be seen. A ghostly silhouette with Qing Qing's lower body crawled out of the corpse.

We just stopped by the side of the road to observe for a few minutes before we were discovered by them, and then they chased after us, and then ghosts exactly like them began to appear from various streets and alleys, joining the team chasing us, and it didn't take long to become Now the outside looks like this..."

Still talking, Su Che had already tore open the twisted and jammed door of the No. 714 bus, and entered the compartment together with Fatty Qian.

"Brother, two fists are no match for four hands. I really can't beat this group of ghost soldiers!" Seeing Su Che approaching, the blood-stained ghost in uniform simply admitted the fact that he was a useless ghost.

But outside the hotel, the people who were so intimidating could only see a row of Yin soldiers in armor and helmets on their lower bodies. When they saw Su Che and Fatty Qian appearing, they immediately set off and rushed towards them.

I don't know how Xiao Tiantian, Qian Fatty, An Donglin and Yuan He have provoked them, so that their purpose is quite clear, that is, the living people on the 714 bus.

Facing the aggressive Lie Lie Yin soldiers, Lao Liu had never seen such a posture before. If he could re-elect, he would definitely lie on the bed and pretend to sleep like a dead pig to survive this horrible night.

"Big... Master... These ghosts, these ghosts are about to rush into the hotel. Although my old Liu knows that they are definitely not your opponents, Master, we old ordinary people I can't handle it at all!"