No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Good guy, buddy, you are so ruthless, have you prepared all the wreaths for Brother Long?"

"Tsk tsk... don't you all want Brother Long to die?"

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The viewers in the live broadcast room complained one after another, and the bullet screens that kept flashing across the screen in the live broadcast room were basically condemning Long Wenhua's last reply that he wanted to show the real performance of a person being crushed by a ghost in all directions without dead ends, but he fell asleep in the end A car rollover like a pig.

Long Wenhua has long been accustomed to this, and he pretended not to see the blockbuster barrage condemning him in the live broadcast room, and sighed in a serious manner, "Everyone, have I, Long, deceived you during this period of time? That day The night is really dangerous, but if there is a slight mistake, it is estimated that the audience masters will never see me, Long... Besides, the interruption of the live broadcast is not my intention, Long!"

"And..." Having said this, Long Wenhua suddenly changed the subject, "Masters of the audience, didn't I feel deeply disturbed in conscience in the past few days, and I immediately ran back to give you a new lecture while enduring the pain? Are you looking for spirits?"

"Presumably everyone has heard a little about the ghost asking for directions on the highway construction site in Wang County some time ago. I, Long, also led everyone to directly understand the ghost asking for directions on the highway in the form of a science program a few days ago. The first scene, and the place we are going to this time has a direct connection with the ghost who asked the way in the supernatural event..."

After a brief introduction, Long Wenhua left suspense, and looked around the entire No. 714 bus with the live camera in his hand, and continued in a protracted and horrified tone, "Before this, we need to take a bus. Only the ghost bus can reach the destination of this trip, and I, Long, am not afraid to tell the audience, master..."

"Other than me, there is only one other half-living person on this ghost bus, and the rest are ghosts!" Seeing that the atmosphere was in place, Long Wenhua lowered his voice and improvised, "Walking in Wang County in the middle of the night is empty. On the streets of the city, there are serial murder broadcasts lingering in your ears. You stand on the side of the road and get on a ghost bus with people and ghosts on the same bus. Passengers get on and off, get off and get on again, but you don’t Knowing whether they are people or ghosts, they can only reach the terminal of this ghost bus...Majiaxiang under endless torment."

"The place where the road ghost is going!"

The moment Long Wenhua uncovered the suspense, the atmosphere in the studio instantly exploded.

"Brother Long, you are very courageous. How dare you run alone in the middle of the night to the Majia Lane where the ghost asking for directions is going?"

"Don't be dead, Brother Long, you know that even the King of Kings couldn't completely get rid of that ghost asking for directions. Aren't you sending welfare to your door late at night when you run to Majia Lane with a hundred and eighty catties?"

"People are floating in the rivers and lakes. How can anyone not be oppressed by ghosts? I am very relieved that Brother Long has come to his door to look for ghosts. Forget it if you pay attention to it. Oh yes... I am a full-time agent for all kinds of coffin wholesale sales. Brother Long can ask me to book the coffin in advance. When the time comes, I will send a professional team to deliver it to you. [-]% off !"

"What kind of business genius, I suggest you go to Jiangcheng Crematorium to sell coffins. The customers there are not only high-quality, wealthy, and approachable, but also have a very good attitude towards door-to-door salesmen!"

"..."

Looking at the barrage across the live broadcast room, Long Wenhua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then said in a deep voice, "The Majia Lane that the wayfinder is looking for is indeed weird and terrifying, but I, Long, are not easy-going people. Look at the place I found. who?"

Turning the camera in his hand, Su Che's back and his iconic huge backpack squeezed into the screen of the live broadcast room.

"Damn it, force the king!"

"What's forcing the king? Is Jiangcheng Gui Jianchou's name not resounding enough, or is Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, quitting the Jianghu?"

"No wonder Brother Long is so confident tonight, he hugged Mr. Su's thigh again."

"Great, I can see the persecution of ghosts again!"

"Recently, the survival time of the supernatural videos uploaded by the king is getting shorter and shorter, and they are often deleted within a few minutes of viewing. It is rare to see a wild king appearing."

With the appearance of Su Che, the barrage in Long Wenhua's live broadcast room instantly disappeared by a large amount.

After all, under the shadow of a famous tree, Su Che, the name of Jiangcheng ghost, made the audience in the live broadcast room feel more secure. Not only did no one persuade Long Wenhua not to go to Majia Lane to die, but he even dared to stay up all night watching ghosts It's live.

The No. 714 bus continued to move forward, and the street lights on both sides of the road that had undergone strange changes had all been extinguished long ago. In the darkness in the distance, buildings with blurred outlines appeared vaguely.

Calculated according to the time and distance traveled by the bus, we have already left the urban area of ​​Wang County at this time, and the surrounding area should have been flattened by the expansion of the urban area and the ring road, not as it is now. Contiguous houses and buildings.

Su Che lowered his head and glanced at the time on the phone screen, it was still more than half an hour before midnight.

As the distance gets closer, the eyes suddenly open up, and the blurred buildings in the distance gradually become clear. It is a remote village that looks gloomy.

"Based on the distance we drive, such a village will never appear. It should be full of ghosts. Do you want to go in and have a look? Chairman!" Kuang Cheng slowed down the speed of the car.

Subduing the ghost then said, "There are ghosts in this village, and there are many ghosts!"

"What the hell? Don't forget our current identities, merchants who came all the way from Jiangcheng to make a fortune! These are all our customers, old K, how can you be so rude to our customers?" Su Che He corrected the way with a straight face.

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"Our client?" Kuang Cheng didn't realize what Su Che's plan was up to for a while, he subconsciously looked at the one-time consecrated mahogany swords piled up in the back compartment of the bus, and asked tentatively, "President, should you?" Do you want to sell all these consecrated mahogany swords to ghosts?"

Maybe it's not just the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that occupies the back half of the car, but Kuang Cheng also saw Su Che stuff all the dangerous goods purchased this afternoon into the car of the ghost bus.

Thinking of this, Kuang Cheng could only sigh silently, "If you know clearly, you are going to deal with ghosts, but if you don't know, you think you are going to blow up the bank's vault!"

Su Che and Kuang Cheng were talking in low voices, while Long Wenhua was holding on to the live broadcast camera in his hand to observe the gloomy remote village that suddenly appeared on the side of the road ahead.

The deserted village is gloomy and gloomy on all sides, and there are no roads leading to other places. The low brick and tile houses in it are not lit at all, and they look lifeless. The phenomenon of disrepair and large areas of collapse.

At a glance, one can tell that this lifeless deserted village must be full of filth, and there are unclean things hidden in the gloomy and dark corners.

"No, there seems to be something in this deserted village!" Looking into the distance, under the light of the 714 bus headlights, there was a faint figure shaking in the deserted village in the distance. Long Wenhua didn't know whether it was a person, Still a ghost.

Su Che turned around and glanced at An Donglin and Long Wenhua, "If there is nothing in this deserted village, who do we sell the wholesale goods to?"

"Mr. Su, what about these four people who don't know life and death? Don't we need to get rid of the ghost that found them first?" An Donglin pointed to Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong who were sitting motionless.

Along the way, except Gu Xueming had a few exchanges with Su Che earlier, the other three were all in a trance, as if they were dead, and there was no movement. After these three people got on the car, Gu Xueming also fell into this trance. Any situation of movement.

"Since the roadblockers led us to this deserted village that doesn't exist on the guiding stone through the ghost that found them, if we wake them up from this state in advance, maybe something will happen What!" Su Che lowered his voice and continued in a kind tone, "So we have to take it easy, in case that ghost escapes, where can we find such a good guide?"

An Donglin had anticipated Su Che's dangerous thoughts, but in this environment, Su Che actually regarded that ghost as a leader who led him to find more ghosts. Thought-of.

The night was dark, and the hot and humid air that had been particularly dull since 714 o'clock in the evening slowly turned cold. Before the No. [-] bus drove to the deserted village in the distance, there were pattering raindrops falling, leaving behind a cloud on the bus window. The next water mark.

Although everyone in the bus had already seen the deserted village from afar, they walked along the strangely changed road for a full quarter of an hour before they managed to drive towards the potholed dirt road close to the deserted village before midnight. .

The No. 714 bus slowed down slowly and stopped on a small piece of flat ground outside the deserted village. The whole picture of the deserted village ahead was presented to the eyes of everyone in the car.

"I always feel that this deserted village looks familiar, as if I have been here before." Observing closely, Long Wenhua frowned as he looked at the deserted village in front of him, and spoke out in a daze.

As soon as Su Che took out the newly purchased tweeter from his backpack, he heard Long Wenhua's almost whispering voice. He glanced back and forth between Long Wenhua and the deserted village outside the car, "Xiaolong, when did you come here before?" A deserted village?"

"I'm not sure, but the surrounding environment does look familiar to me." Long Wenhua looked at the deserted village in front of him with a puzzled face, racking his brains but couldn't recall any memories related to this deserted village.

Irregular stone slabs are scattered here and there in the deserted village, which cannot accommodate two people walking side by side. Narrow alleys can be seen everywhere. get lost.

Getting lost is only a superficial danger. What really makes people feel creepy is that when they looked at the deserted village from a distance, they could see many shaking figures. there is none left.

These dirty things hiding in the dark are the scariest and most dangerous in this deserted village.

Of course, this is for others.

The brief exchange between Su Che and Long Wenhua made the hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room hang, and they began to wonder whether there were ghosts in the deserted village, and whether the other passengers on the ghost bus were ghosts except for the two half-living people. This question swiped the screen crazily, and the barrage flow in the screen of the live broadcast room was dazzling.

However, Long Wenhua didn't pay any attention to this.

"Follow me with the one-time consecrated mahogany sword at the back of the carriage." Su Che beckoned to Kuang Cheng and Long Wenhua, and they immediately ran to the back of the carriage to embrace a large bundle of consecrated mahogany swords.

Su Che took the big black dog by its leash, pointed to the two chickens curled up under the seat, and briefly explained to An Donglin and the subdued ghost, "You two are watching the four of them in the ghost bus. Unexpected situations that cannot be controlled for the time being happen, just look for them directly.”

An Donglin nodded silently, and the ghost in uniform responded tremblingly, and quickly got on the driver's seat of the No. 714 bus, for fear that if he was a little negligent, he would be robbed of his job as a ghost bus driver.

Taking a large number of disposable consecrated mahogany swords and getting off the bus, Su Che took advantage of the opportunity to hang the consecrated seat lamps covered with cracks above the front door of the No. 714 bus. He looked at the consecrated seat lamps that were about to fall apart and muttered silently in his heart, " The raw material of the seat lamp is flawed, and the quality of the finished product is really not good, it would be great if some ghost like the coffin ghost I met in Nanfeng would take the initiative to send welfare to the door."

The three of them walked slowly into the deserted village. When they were about to enter the deserted village, Su Che stopped Kuang Cheng and Long Wenhua who were carrying a large bundle of one-time consecrated mahogany swords, put the tweeter in their hands to their mouths and coughed twice Brewing emotions.

"Yiwu Shangzhan, Yiwu Shangzhan, the largest Kaiguang handicraft factory, Jiangnan Craft Factory closed down! The bastard boss Huang He ate, drank, gambled, owed 3.5 million yuan, and ran away with his sister-in-law. We have no choice. I can only use consecrated mahogany swords to pay wages. The original price of the consecrated mahogany swords is more than 3, 2, and 1. All of them only cost 300 yuan, and all of them only cost 300 yuan! One piece at 300 yuan, three at 1000 yuan! Crane bastard, you are not human, we have worked hard for you for more than half a year, and if you don’t pay your wages, you pay me back your hard-earned money, pay me back your hard-earned money!”

There was a deafening cry from the tweeter, and it spread throughout the entire deserted village under the light rain almost instantly.

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The light rain was falling densely.

The cries from the tweeters echoed continuously over the deserted village.

"Yellow Crane bastard, you're not human...you pay me back my hard-earned money...give me back my hard-earned money..."

At this moment, if one ignores the empty and dead village in front of you, it really looks like the scene of small vendors carrying goods along the street to sell in ordinary villages and towns, but there are not even half a ghost around.

As soon as they entered the deserted village, what appeared in the village was an extremely strange noise, like the noisy sounds made by dozens or hundreds of people talking together, but after looking around the deserted village for a long time, they couldn't find it. The source of an unusually loud and noisy sound.

It seemed that the sound was not made by a human or a ghost, but that this deserted village was pouring terror on Su Che, Kuang Cheng and Long Wenhua, three outsiders.

"I didn't see half a ghost on the surface, but the filth behind it is not very clean, it's full of dirty things." Su Che could feel the strangeness of this voice.

He pointed the tweeter at the deserted village and then yelled again, "Call, call, what is it called? Here is a mourning, is the family dead? And let no one do business!"

Su Che's words made Long Wenhua a little apprehensive, and he lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Su, didn't you say you should take it easy on the ghost bus just now? After these few noises, I'm afraid that the ghosts in the entire deserted village will not be drawn out by us." Already!"

"I, Su, have stepped up my efforts to remind you. Why does Pianhuang Village look so familiar?" Su Che replied indifferently.

After hearing the sound, Long Wenhua opened his mouth, but he really didn't know how to answer Su Che's words, so he could only continue to turn his head and look around, trying to find out why he was so familiar with this deserted village.

The three of them stopped and went, and there were strange noises, deafening cries from the tweeters, and the continuous patter of rain one after another.

No matter how provocative Su Che was, there was no reaction in the deserted village except for the constant noise.

"It's not okay to go on like this. If we can't close a single business tonight, isn't it a waste of time?" Su Che stopped and looked at Long Wenhua, "Have you thought of anything?"

Long Wenhua was still thinking about observing the deserted village. After hearing Su Che's words, he didn't react for a while. He didn't even know when Su Che stopped. He bumped into Su Che's back in a daze. On the backpack he was holding, he staggered and was about to fall backwards. He quickly reached out and tried to grab something to stabilize his body.

However, when he grabbed the air with one hand and his mind was blank, he seemed to have thought of something vaguely.

"I remembered, I remembered! No wonder I see this deserted village very familiar, but I just can't remember where I saw it..." Long Wenhua was walked by Kuang Chengyi Hold him up, glanced at the scene around him, and said with horror on his face, "It's because I have never been to this deserted village. It was a dream I dreamed of the night when I was brought to Shenqiao Village by Officer Zhao and the others. Place, it’s a hell, why did the ghost place I dreamed of appear here?”

Su Che was deeply impressed by what Long Wenhua said about Shenqiao Village. Long before Zhao Tailai explained to him the supernatural events that happened in Shenqiao Village, he took the bus that left Yunshan after solving Yuan Jialing and the wedding ghost. While in the car, I heard from a passenger in the car that all the coffins and corpses from the graves in Shenqiao Village disappeared overnight.

At first Su Che thought it was a supernatural event caused by Nie Hailin who was killed by the death website, but now according to what Long Wenhua said, this deserted village actually appeared in his dream that night when he spent the night in Shenqiao Village.

And this place that Long Wenhua once dreamed of, now majestically appeared in front of the three of Su Che.

"Are you sure?" Su Che repeated for confirmation.

Long Wenhua replied confidently, "I can assure you that this deserted village appeared in my dream."

He struggled to remember, and guided Su Che and Kuang Cheng according to the remaining memories in his mind. As he walked, a pungent smell of blood wafted from the narrow alley ahead.

Su Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and a coolness permeated the air.

In the dark corner of the narrow alley, a few wild dogs with green eyes and black fur almost soaked in blood appeared in his sight.

Long Wenhua also smelled the pungent smell of blood. Following Su Che's line of sight, several pairs of dog eyes glowing green, full of bloodthirsty animalism, wandered erratically in the dark narrow alley.

"Wild dogs, it's these hungry wild dogs again. I also met them in Shenqiao Village at that time." Long Wenhua reacted instantly, and suddenly he, Zhao Tailai, and Hong Shan had just entered Shenqiao. When I was in the village, I saw those wild dogs gnawing on something.

Su Che said with great interest, "I didn't see any people or ghosts in this deserted village. A few wild dogs jumped out suddenly, which is quite similar to the situation in Shenqiao Village. First, the coffins on the graveyard and the dead were separated overnight. It disappeared, and then the entire village evacuated one after another."

"There is no one and there is no ghost, so wouldn't the pile of consecrated mahogany swords we brought be useless?" Kuang Cheng said in a puzzled tone.

But when his eyes turned to those wild dogs, the expression on his face suddenly became serious, "Those wild dogs..."

Before the words fell, a few wild dogs in the dark narrow alley ahead suddenly barked uncomfortably. I saw a hunchbacked old man with a rickety figure standing tremblingly at the corner of the dark narrow alley, taking a step and stopping. All of a sudden, the movement was so slow that it looked as if he was about to die.

Su Che quickly looked at the hunchbacked old man who came out from the corner of the dark narrow alley. He was wearing an extremely unfit long robe, and the clothes that were longer than his body were dragging dust on the ground, covering his entire hunchbacked body. Cover tightly.

"Come with me......"