No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Lonely ghosts, those lonely ghosts outside seem to want to come to us."

"Everyone, calm down, don't panic! We have a few mahogany swords in our hands. When we meet gods and gods, we meet ghosts and ghosts. These ghosts dare not come over!"

"..."

Su Che shouted a few times to Fu An who was maintaining order with others.

Fu An, who heard the voice, quickly followed the voice, "Officer Su, do you need me?"

"En." Su Che nodded, pointed at the mountain ghost who was still in the raging fire, and asked repeatedly, "Uncle Fu, are there coffins, cement, and coffin nails in the village?"

"Yes! Officer Su, what do you want these things for?" Fu An looked puzzled.

Su Che patted him on the shoulder, showing a determined smile, "I shot and executed the mountain god, a product of feudal superstition, for half an hour. Now, of course, it's time to give it a funeral. Don't worry, I have my own measure. I was opened by the mountain god." The gate of hell will be closed immediately."

"It's really great, I'll ask someone to bring the coffin and cement over here." Fu An's face was beaming instantly.

At this time, things like blood vessels and vines pouring out from the gate of ghosts are still entangled towards the mountain ghosts, and the lonely wild ghosts chased by the 714 bus also start to turn around and rush towards the living people, but they They are too weak, these lonely ghosts who are not even resentful souls can't break through the defense line formed by Zhaizhong Village and foreign tourists who are armed to the teeth.

Facts have proved that when a person is in a hurry, he can do anything except math problems, physics problems and chemistry problems.

Some villagers and foreign tourists in the village who were driven by these lonely ghosts imitated the gas tanks used for camping and cooking, tied them with the one-time consecrated mahogany swords distributed to them, and directly The gate of the gas tank was destroyed, and a simple throwing device was made on the ridge of the field with local materials, and then these gas tanks were tied with a dozen or so gas tanks with one-time consecrated mahogany swords and thrown towards the lone ghosts who came rushing. .

boom!boom!boom!

The astonishing heat of the one-time consecrated mahogany sword poured out, igniting the gas tanks of the damaged gate in the blink of an eye, and within a short while, the gas tanks thrown by them exploded one after another.

The broken mahogany sword fragments swept across, and the lonely ghost near the explosion point was burned into a few wisps of black smoke before they even had time to scream, and they were physically rescued on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the villagers in the surrounding villages and foreign tourists were relieved, and their sense of security immediately doubled.

The heartless guns have been made for you, what else is there to be afraid of?

Several black lines popped out of Su Che's forehead, who saw the explosion from afar.

"Officer Su, the coffin has been found! The cement is also on the way!" Fu An shouted in a hurry leading three or five young villagers carrying empty coffins.

Chapter 650 Please don't be ignorant of flattery!

Su Che's idea is quite simple and straightforward. Since it is necessary to cut off the connection between the mountain ghost and the village, it is undoubtedly an excellent choice to house the mountain ghost in an airtight container.

And the airtight container chosen by Su Che is naturally a very useful concrete-sealed coffin, plus some free one-time consecrated mahogany swords, which is considered cheap .

"Come in you!"

He lifted the coffin board, pulled out the mountain ghost that was continuously burned by the raging flames, threw it into the coffin, and pulled out the butcher's knife that had been cut into the mountain ghost's mouth with lightning speed.

The mountain ghost wants to move.

Things like blood vessels and vines poured out from the ghost gate towards the mountain ghost who was put into the coffin, and Su Che who was standing beside the coffin, gusts of wind mixed with piercing screams overwhelmingly pressed down, as if to Roll Su Che into the coffin together.

"That's it? Did you ask me about the two lamps in someone's hand?" The burst is not too strong, but it is better than the long-lasting warmth.

The overwhelming downward pressure of the gusts of wind and the piercing screams were quickly dissipated by this overwhelming warmth, and even those things that looked like blood vessels and vines could not get close to the shining range of the two seat lamps.

Su Che unscrewed the wooden handle connecting the two seat lamps, and threw one seat lamp directly on the face of the mountain ghost who was making a fuss in the coffin, smashing it so that his face was covered with flowers, and said in a trembling voice, "The man who fell into the cave is married to the bride!" Here you go, buy four get one free with a ghost as a gift, and blow up your dilapidated and dilapidated lair to the sky and demolish it on the spot. Now I will rebuild a two-square-meter boutique mansion with decoration for you. What else do you have? Not satisfied? Please don't be ignorant of flattery!"

"Otherwise I, someone from Su, will arrange the crematorium service for you in Jiangcheng Funeral Home!"

Seeing that Su Che beat the mountain ghost on the spot and couldn't take care of himself, Fu An and the three or five young villagers in the village who carried the coffin were dumbfounded. They just heard that this police officer Su brought people into the mountain to blow up the mountain god's lair Oh my god, I have never seen Su Che's vigorous performance of hammering the mountain ghost on the spot.

Besides, you listen to what he has to say...

No wonder the Mountain God couldn't play with this Police Officer Su!

"Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and bring the cement, the more the better!" Su Che looked at the few people who were still in a state of trance, and couldn't help urging.

"Okay, we'll move the cement here right away, Officer Su, please wait for a while!"

Su Che threw the mountain ghost into the coffin and suppressed it with a consecrated seat lamp, which greatly relieved the pressure on the villagers and foreign tourists who had to deal with the attack of the lonely ghost.

Finally, these lonely ghosts began to flee under the collision and crushing of the No. 714 bus driven by the members of the Guitan Association, as well as the fighting of the villagers in the village and the tourists from outside.

After working back and forth for more than half an hour, the young villagers who carried the cement were so tired that they couldn't straighten up. At this moment, Su Che also held up another lighted seat lamp, forcing those things that looked like blood vessels and vines back to the ground. Inside the bottomless tiankeng ghost gate.

"Uncle Fu, prepare the concrete!" Su Che turned to Fu An and shouted.

Fu An panted and responded, "Quick! Quick! Quick! Arrange the cement and mortar!"

"You guys can't do it like this. The concrete grade is not enough and there is no steel bar or other things to tie the frame to reinforce it. Even if the coffin is temporarily sealed with concrete, it will not take long for the concrete to fail and crack." Tang Xun, a senior construction site veteran with a strong presence, suddenly appeared.

Su Che glanced at him, "You haven't seen anyone all night, where did you go?"

"Ah..." Tang Xun was stunned, and said a little embarrassedly, "I was afraid of delaying Mr. Su and you hunting down the mountain ghost, so I hid in the hotel room with Lao Jiang all night. , I just heard that they were looking for cement everywhere, and I realized that the mountain ghost has been caught by you, Mr. Su..."

"Too strong!" Tang Xun gave a thumbs up.

As expected, he was a senior gray man on the construction site, he knew how to fish in troubled waters, and he even found such a high-sounding excuse. It was not until the riots tonight were almost settled that Tang Xun came belatedly with Jiang Gang.

Su Che didn't bother to argue with him, "Okay, I get it, you hurry up and take them to dust."

Tang Xun and Jiang Gang nodded, and immediately started preparing concrete with the young villagers brought by Fu An.

As Su Che moved a large bundle of disposable consecrated mahogany swords from the No. 714 bus, he, Kuang Cheng, and Fatty Qian successively used disposable mahogany swords to build a frame around the coffin. ready.

Without taking out the consecrated seat lamp pressed on half of the mountain ghost's cheek, Su Che directly lifted the coffin panel cover, nailed the coffin panel tightly with double the number of coffin nails, and then pasted two layers of one-time consecration on the surface of the coffin peach wood sword.

In this way, he called Tang Xun and the rest of the ashes, and started pouring concrete to seal the well-decorated newly-married mansion with three floors and three floors in Shanguili.

The hell-like scene in the village gradually dimmed, the flames of the consecrated mahogany swords in the hands of villagers and tourists in the village became more and more blazing, and things that looked like blood vessels and vines shrank into the tiankeng of the gate of ghosts, and bursts of thunder roared past. Yinfeng and the ear-piercing scream gradually died down.

The damp muddy ground washed by several torrential rains became dry to the naked eye, the stench continued to spread in the village, and the horrible scene of piled up corpses and seas of blood gradually swept away the eerie environment.

The dark clouds receded, and the bright moon was in the sky.

When the concrete poured by Tang Xun and others completely sealed the coffin, all the weird things in the village disappeared, as if they had never existed.

"Officer Su, the ghost gate is closed like this?" Fu An couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

after all......

Simply use the coffin to pour the mountain god in, and then pour the concrete, and that's it?

"It's closed! But you only need to pry open the concrete poured on the coffin, and it will come back immediately. Would you like to try?" Su Che shrugged.

The one-time consecrated mahogany swords in the No. 714 bus were consumed until only the last few bundles were left. It is estimated that the number is less than [-]. The one-time consecrated mahogany swords consumed by the village villagers and foreign tourists were used to deal with lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. Not much, most of it was consumed by pouring concrete coffins for mountain ghosts.

Fu An rubbed his hands nervously, and said awkwardly, "We don't have the guts to touch the coffin..."

At the same time, the system's emotional notification sounded quietly in Su Che's mind.

[Hell-level hidden side mission: Zhongyuan Ghost Festival (Note: This mission is extremely dangerous, and there may be unknown horrors. I hope the host chooses carefully.)】

[One: The gate of hell is open, complete! 】

[In July and a half, the gate of ghosts opens, humans and ghosts live together, and life and death are indistinguishable.Avoid the pursuit of mountain ghosts, and close the ghost gate before the ghost festival. (Note: Mountain ghosts cannot be completely eliminated.)]

[Reward distribution: Soul-detaining rope (throw away your climbing rope!)]

【Second: Old Customer Promenade】

[The night is dark and the wind is high, and ghosts come to the door.Arrived in Linyuan Village, Wang County before the early morning of July [-] of the lunar calendar, and survived until dawn the next day. 】

[Reward: Extinct Eternal Lamp (has a powerful exorcism effect, if you can get lamp oil.)]

Chapter 650: Wang County?construction site?Is this the fucking thing you told me?

"Officer Zhao... Where are we going? The car has already left Jiangcheng, right?"

Sitting in the co-pilot seat of a modified Wuling Hongguang van painted with the golden font of "Approaching the Science Column Film Crew", turning his head to look at the various equipment that almost filled most of the back seat and the entire trunk, Long Wenhua couldn't help but Showing a look of surprise.

Ever since Zhao Tailai was inexplicably absorbed into the so-called "Approaching the Science Column" crew, Long Wenhua's days in the Anorectal Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangcheng Jiang Medical University have become a habit of eating, sleeping, and swiping his phone when he is free. Pig-style convalescent life.

After half a month, although Long Wenhua hadn't started the broadcast for a long time and the number of fans in the live broadcast room plummeted, his weight has gradually increased!

In this way, Long Wenhua didn't lose much.

Zhao Tailai Dama Jindao sat in the back seat of the van full of various equipment, half-closed his eyes as if he was taking a nap and resting his mind. After hearing Long Wenhua's question, he opened his eyes a little and said, "The program crew It’s just a normal business trip, what’s the fuss about?”

"I know it's a business trip! But why did you choose to act in the middle of the night? You are definitely looking for ghosts, right? I, Long, are timid, Officer Zhao, don't lie to me!" Long Wenhua seemed to be trampled on. Like a foot-to-toe grasshopper, he pointed at the dark night outside the car window with a panicked face.

Zhao Tailai's complexion darkened, "I said, Long Wenhua, why are you so surprised? Tomorrow's program recording time is in the morning, so of course we have to drive there all night. You can rest assured that working hours are during the day, so how could you meet ghosts?" Woolen cloth?"

"Working hours are during the day..." Long Wenhua looked sleepy, he thought for a while and then asked, "Where are we going? Do we need to rush there overnight without stopping?"

The person in charge of driving was borrowed by Zhao Tailai from Jiangcheng Xicheng Criminal Police Detachment, the liaison officer named Hong Shan, he twitched the corners of his mouth after Long Wenhua said, "This trip is to Wang County near Shuangqing."

"There was a construction site over there that was very uneasy some time ago, and it was resolved recently. We are responsible for handling the follow-up work in the past, and by the way, let's play the role of your boy Long Wenhua..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Tailai seemed to think of something again, and suddenly asked, "Oh, by the way, have you been broadcasting live recently?"

"I've become like this, how can I still have a live broadcast? Officer Zhao, do you think I really can't get rid of this shadow for the rest of my life, and will I always fall into the miserable situation of being oppressed by ghosts at every turn?"

Zhao Tailai didn't say he was fine, but Long Wenhua almost cried when he said it, his unshaven face pressed against the cold car window, secretly sad.

"You are going to die at a young age. Instead of complaining about yourself all day long, you might as well swallow your heart in your stomach. Since your problem is infected by bumping into ghosts, if you meet another ghost when it happens, it will be solved. So, you have to pick up the sideline business of your live broadcast, our performance...ah no, ours will be the most solid backing for you on the way forward." Zhao Tailai said in a deep voice.

and many more......

You definitely said the word performance just now, right?

Long Wenhuadun felt that his future was bleak, and he slandered in his heart, "Following you around, what the hell are you doing to approach science programs, why not follow my enthusiastic citizen Mr. Su and continue to find troubles with ghosts, just live broadcast of Tanling What about the lousy money!"

Thinking of Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, Long Wenhua couldn't stop seeing Su Che's face, which had become more and more blurred in his mind.

I don't know if Mr. Su has eaten now, if he has slept well, and if he is looking for ghosts to persecute him frantically again.

"I don't see you for a few days, like every three autumns, it will be more than ten years if I don't see you for half a month. During this period of time, I don't know how much bad money the Tanling live broadcast has made. Life is already so unbearable. Only when the Tanling live broadcast is started The rotten money can slightly calm the pain in the heart of my Long."

He took out his mobile phone, opened the live broadcast notification group, and wanted to ask the sand sculpture netizens in the group if he knew the latest news of Mr. Su, but the beeping sound of new messages kept ringing.

Long Wenhua looked intently, and a large number of sand sculpture netizens' speeches came into view.

"Bi Wang uploaded a supernatural video again today, everyone hurry up and watch!"

"High yields are like sows. Tonight, I specify that it will die."

"Speaking of which, Brother Long hasn't shown up for half a month. Couldn't it be that he was crushed by a ghost in the dead of night and no one came to rescue him, so he hiccupped?"

"Bah, Crow's mouth, how can Brother Long be as bad as you say? I think it's likely that his two kidneys were blown up by Tan Tiantian, and he is recuperating in the hospital all day long in panic!"

"??? Is it really okay for you to curse Brother Long like this?"

"The 360 ​​five days since I left Brother Long, I miss him, I miss his self-confidence, his arrogance, his arrogance when he was serious and bragging, and he didn't catch a ghost and humiliate him wantonly, and no one even knew his name; and The remorse, the self-blame when I was crushed by the female ghost, the resoluteness to leave the spirit world with so much pain that I regret it and cry bitterly, even I am afraid of myself."