No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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On the other side, as the thick fog continued to spread, gradually the entire highway construction site was completely shrouded in this strange thick fog.

"Stop it, this strange fog will not spread after covering the highway construction site." Someone reported to Zhao Tailai.

Zhao Tailai was still staring intently at the screen of Long Wenhua's live broadcast on the screen of his mobile phone. Compared with Long Wenhua who couldn't see anything, the content presented in front of his eyes through the screen of the live broadcast was obviously more.

He could clearly see an extremely obese woman who was a head taller than Long Wenhua when she stood up, without eyes, nose, or ears, and with only a huge and bloody mouth on her entire face, she was chasing after Long Wenhua Hua behind.

And the barrage in the live broadcast room has already exploded.

"Bullet shield! Bullet shield! Bullet shield!"

"This ghost is even more outrageous than the tiger tank Britney of the Ghost Story Association...

"Brother Long, danger!"

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss in front of your eyes. I will say that Brother Long will suffer a bloody disaster today."

"Absolutely, why do I feel that Brother Long didn't see this horrible deformed female ghost at all, look at him, he dares to turn around and look behind!"

"It seems that Brother Long, the friend of the female ghost in Jiangcheng, can't escape the fate of being oppressed by the female ghost even if he arrives in Shuangqing. Miserable, it is too miserable. I want to carve a big tragic one on Brother Long's hairy leg." Character."

"Come on, come on, my Taoist priest Zhang Shuang is here again! By the way, where is Brother Long? Why was he attacked by evil spirits again? After Brother Long escaped from Yuanjialing with his thighs in his arms last time, things haven't been completely resolved yet. Solve it?"

"Brother Long himself doesn't know where he is. During the day, he said he was going to record a program at a highway construction site in a county under the jurisdiction of Shuangqing, but it turned out to be like this when it started broadcasting at night. To be honest, Brother Long is really What a bad person, no matter where you go, you have to bump into ghosts first, Lehe, I will ask who else is there! Who else is there!"

Looking at the flashing barrage content on the screen of the live broadcast room, Zhao Tailai finally realized, "It turns out that the strange things happened one after another because of what happened in Yuanjialing last time. People should be peers."

Now that the situation has been confirmed, Zhao Tailai said anxiously to Hong Shan, "Inform Long Wenhua, tell him that the thing that attacked him this time is still the evil spirit from Yuanjialing."

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"The evil spirit in Yuanjialing?"

Long Wenhua didn't see the message Zhao Tailai conveyed to him at the first time, but ran a long distance in one breath, and when he was out of breath, he heard the sound of someone swiping a super rocket gift in the live broadcast room, After looking back, I saw the attached barrage.

"Although I got a few hundred yuan worth of bad money after getting a super rocket, but I can't be happy at all!" Long Wenhua's face was covered with cold sweat more and more.

For him, the evil spirits he encountered in Yuanjialing were much more terrifying than ordinary ghosts. They were invisible to the naked eye, and their killing methods were strange and inexplicable. Sometimes the people who were attacked were confused before they realized what happened lost his life.

With a glance, Long Wenhua discovered something even more creepy in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Boss is so confused, he was tricked out of Big Rocket by Brother Long so easily."

"Put it down, the boss is saving Brother Long's life. You don't know that last time Brother Long was pretending to be live broadcasting the haunted house at the Daliuwan Haunted House in the southern suburbs of Shuangqing, if he hadn't forced the king to show up in time, Brother Long would have almost hiccupped on the spot. Did you fart?"

"Brother Long, run, the heavy mouse tank evil spirit behind you is about to catch up!!!"

"It's over! Brother Long is completely over!"

next second.

In the dense mist that was usually empty in Long Wenhua's eyes, a terrifying and icy cold force suddenly exerted on him. In a short time, he felt that his entire upper body had lost consciousness, as if he had been crushed by something. The bones of the whole body were scattered, and at the same time, the bone-piercing cold shrouded it, and the hot blood rushing in the blood vessels seemed to be frozen after running for his life for a long time.

"Gah, I knew that the crow mouths of these sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room seemed to have opened their crow mouths, and they would come to whatever they said." Unconsciously stabbing the consecrated mahogany sword in his hand everywhere, the billowing heat wave was transmitted from the consecrated mahogany sword to On Long Wenhua's body, the feeling that his body seemed to be completely frozen was slightly relieved.

However, the consecrated mahogany sword that was stabbed by him suddenly burst into flames, burning most of it in less than a second, and finally only a small half of the jet-black blade remained.

"Sure enough, I, Long, did not always take you for nothing, thank you eight generations of ancestors!" Holding the consecrated mahogany sword with only a small half left, Long Wenhua continued to run forward and run wildly.

He no longer had the slightest chance of luck, and directly started to look through the communication records of the mobile phone, found the phone number that Su Che had contacted on his own initiative, and dialed it.

Beep...beep...beep...

Three rings and the call was successfully dialed.

But something unexpected happened to Long Wenhua.

"Hey, who is it?"

The voice on the phone was exactly the same as his own.

Long Wenhua thought that Mr. Guichen was playing tricks on him again, and said quickly, "Don't make trouble, I am Long Wenhua, the evil spirit in Yuanjialing has come to me again, hurry up and ask Mr. Su for help!"

He just said the words for help, but suddenly there were a few muffled groans from the phone.

Then came a speech that made Long Wenhua's scalp tingle, "If you are Long Wenhua, then who am I?"

The screen of the mobile phone flickered a few times, causing Long Wenhua's eyes to widen and his pupils to shrink suddenly.

He saw his own face reflected on the screen of the phone, lifeless, like an empty shell, he opened his mouth and said in a tone full of evil thoughts, "I am Long Wenhua."

The evil and malicious aura quickly receded from Long Wenhua's unshaven face on the phone screen, and the lifeless and empty body gradually filled up, as if he had come to life.

"I'm a human, you're a ghost!"

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The face that was exactly the same as Long Wenhua was reflected on the phone screen and slowly closed his mouth.

It is staring at Long Wenhua firmly.

To be honest, confronting a face that is completely indistinguishable from his own, whether it is the pressure it brings to Long Wenhua, or the strange sense of penetration is very strong.

Fortunately, his live broadcast room was not affected and closed because of this call.

After a long time, Long Wenhua picked up the consecrated mahogany sword with only a small half left in his hand, and pointed at the screen of the phone with a straight posture, "You are a human, and I am a ghost? What nonsense are you talking about!"

beep--

The human face on the phone screen leaned back, and the call was cut off.

The dense fog surrounding him suddenly became extremely silent. Long Wenhua looked at the phone screen that had stopped blinking and remained motionless, as if he was worried that the face that looked exactly like himself would disappear and return.

"What the hell is going on here? Why did I call Mr. Su's phone number, but this ghost thing that looks exactly like me answered the phone? He was still talking nonsense that it was a human and I was a ghost? "

Long Wenhua didn't dare to stop, and continued to run forward, but after careful consideration, he did remember one thing.

That was the last time he conducted a live broadcast of spirit exploration in the haunted house in Daliuwan in the southern suburbs. His mobile phone was snatched by the ghost in the mirror once, and it was Su Che who took him to retrieve it from Yuan He's hands.

This is where things are most likely to go wrong.

and......

Just now he deliberately took out the rest of the consecrated mahogany sword and slapped it on the screen of the phone. When the face on the screen of the phone was startled away, he could vaguely see that the place where the face was located was a closed car compartment internal.

What the hell is this face that looks exactly like him?

Long Wenhua was puzzled by this.

The only thing he can confirm now is that he is still alive.

But he couldn't be sure whether he would be able to escape here alive with only the small half of the Consecrated Peachwood Sword in his hand, even though he still couldn't get out of this long and narrow mountain path shrouded in thick fog.

"After traveling to so many places, I, Long, still feel that Jiangcheng is safer. Where can people stay outside? I want to go back to Jiangcheng, I want to go back to Jiangcheng!" Long Wenhua shouted deep in his heart.

It's a pity that no one can hear Long Wenhua's cry now.

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Seeing Long Wenhua in the back seat through the rearview mirror, he took out a mobile phone out of nowhere and muttered indistinctly. Chai Qian glanced at the headset stuck on his collar. After entering this area shrouded in thick fog, the red indicator light with no signal has been flashing.

"Who are you calling?" Chai Qian became alert instantly.

Long Wenhua in the back seat unconsciously leaned back, and his response was still half a beat behind.

"It's an acquaintance," he said.

Chai Qian slowed down the car indiscriminately, looked through the car window to observe the narrow and long mountain road that the police car passed by, and wondered if if he detonated the pile of ammunition in the back seat, would he be able to kill this dragon who looked like a living person? Mandarin.

But what he said was different, "Acquaintance? That means Brother Long, your mobile phone still has a signal here?"

"No...no...no, yes." Long Wenhua in the back seat wanted to deny it at first, but then changed his words suddenly.

At this time, Chai Qian was [-]% sure that Long Wenhua in the back seat was not alive, but he was still cautiously probing, trying to figure out what this... thing.

"It's really great. Since I drove into this mountainous area, my mobile phone has been unable to receive a signal. I can't contact the bureau. Can you lend me your mobile phone to make a call?"

"OK, no problem."

Contrary to Chai Qian's expectations, Long Wenhua in the back seat directly handed over the mobile phone he had just used for talking.

"Thank you very much." Chai Qian took the mobile phone and thanked him.

However, in the dark, Chai Qian's nerves were tense to the extreme. He could clearly feel that the moment he mentioned that he wanted to use his mobile phone to make a call, the irregular bumps on Long Wenhua's neck in the back seat that formed a straight line moved a little bit. Down.

Fortunately, Long Wenhua in the back seat didn't intend to attack him immediately.

"The remaining warm body temperature of this mobile phone not only has a body that is almost the same as that of a living person, but even the body temperature, demeanor and some details that ordinary people can't even notice are not too wrong. If the abnormality is too obvious and I am more familiar with Long Wenhua, it is absolutely impossible to conclude that it is not a living person... but a ghost."

"What the hell is it?"

Press the call page, randomly press a phone number, and then dial.

After two short and rapid beeps, a notification tone comes out from the handset of the mobile phone to indicate that you are no longer in the service area.

"Why is there no signal? When I called just now, it was clearly still there." Long Wenhua in the back seat said.

Chai Qian put on a wry smile, and secretly made up his mind, "What a pity, why don't we turn around and go back to where we were just now, what if there is still a signal there?"

"That's fine, I have no objection." Long Wenhua responded.

Chai Qian held his breath, smashed the steering wheel to death, and started to turn the police car around on the spot.

And the face of Long Wenhua in the back seat, which was no different from a living person, twitched a few times, the irregular bulge on the neck that formed a straight line moved again, and the white robe on his body gradually swelled, just It was as if rows of sharp claws had grown from its body.

"Sure enough, this Long Wenhua is not a living person." Chai Qian's back was icy, he sank his mind, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and cheeks, and suddenly shouted, "Oops, the brakes don't work!"

He didn't even turn his head to look at Long Wenhua in the back seat, he hurriedly grabbed the co-pilot's experimental 80mm anti-ghost rocket launcher, put it on his shoulders together with the ammunition, then slammed on the accelerator, pushing the door and jumping out of the car in one go , so dizzyingly fast.

The police car that hadn't completed the U-turn on the long and narrow mountain road was kicked out by Chai Qian's gas pedal, rushed out of the mountain road with an indomitable posture, and began to fall down the cliff without guardrails.

However, Chai Qian did not stop there. He raised his shoulder-mounted experimental anti-ghost special 80mm rocket launcher to aim at the police car falling down the cliff, and directly pulled the trigger.

call out.

The police car exploded with a loud bang, and the warhead of the 80mm bazooka hit the police car accurately. The ammunition piled up in the back seat of the police car was detonated instantly. The fireball rose from the night sky, and the explosion shock wave that swept over immediately blasted the dense fog around it into the sky.

A dim, hairy moon appeared.

"Have you killed this ghost?" Chai Qian gasped.

the answer is negative.

When the shattered police car fell off the cliff, and the smoke from the detonated ammunition piled up in the back of the police car dissipated, Chai Qian suddenly saw a figure in a white robe, who couldn't tell a man or woman just by looking at it, growing out of its body. It has six extremely long arms, and... a bone whistle that it holds in two hands and hangs in front of its body.