No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

After the usual late-night Jiangcheng ghost talk radio broadcast, Xiao Tiantian and Qian Fatty breathed a sigh of relief for the time being. They didn't care too much about the fact that Su Che took Kuang Cheng and Long Wenhua to the door to find ghosts.

Instead, listening to the faintly discernible siren sound mixed with the increasingly heavy rain, there is a specious sense of crisis lingering in my heart.

"The number of listeners of the strange talk radio stations near here is decreasing every day. Is something happened?" Fatty Qian instinctively felt that something was wrong with this situation, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.

And Xiao Tiantian didn't seem to hear Fatty Qian's voice, and stared at the rain curtain outside the window with an uneasy expression on her face.

It wasn't until Fatty Qian repeated this sentence again that she responded belatedly, "There are only two days left before the Ghost Festival, and this is not only the case around Wang County, because of their restless Judging from the performance, I am afraid that some kind of terrifying change is taking place in the entire Shuangqing City, but we can't see anything from the surface."

Fatty Qian knew very well that the "they" in Britney's mouth were those resentful souls that lived on her body.

Now even these resentful spirits residing on Britney's body have become restless, and Fatty Qian can easily think that this must be a sign of the upcoming ghost festival that he has heard from Su Che's words over and over again.

"Shuangqing City strikes me as weirder than Jiangcheng. There are obviously not many signs of ghosts on the surface, but as long as you investigate carefully, supernatural events can be seen almost everywhere in Shuangqing. Some time ago, Jiangcheng was even more dangerous..."

"In the beginning, Du Shuangqing came to investigate the cause of my master's death. Unexpectedly, in less than half a month, we encountered more supernatural events than in the past few years. Who can resist this. Fatty Qian took a long breath, moved his eyes to follow Xiao Tiantian's gaze, and looked out the window covered by the rain.

The green belt downstairs of the hotel was being slapped by the torrential rain, showing waves of irregular tremors.

Fatty Qian immediately put away the complicated thoughts in his mind, and his nerves tensed up immediately.

"Hiss... is there a ghost downstairs?" Fatty Qian gasped and asked.

Xiao Tiantian didn't reply, and the atmosphere in the room fell into dead silence.

A few minutes passed in a flash, but the weird movements in the green belt downstairs showed no sign of stopping.

At this time, a truck passed by at high speed on the road outside the green belt downstairs, and a large splash of water from the puddle reflected the dim street lights and fell into the green belt. The strange movement is somewhat familiar.

"This is... a ghost from the ghost world of the Yin Division!" Fatty Qian exclaimed.

"That's right, those ghosts who came back with me in the ghost story world." Xiao Tiantian said with a wry smile, "Two days ago, I just kept skipping missed calls from my mobile phone, but from tonight the president and old K After they left, I found that in the dark alley on the side of the road...in the hotel room where I lived when the lights were not turned on...in the green belt downstairs where the street lights couldn't reach... ...all of them are ghosts who followed me back from the ghost story world..."

Hearing this, Fatty Qian's eyelids twitched.

"They're eyeing me, they must be eyeing me, don't wait until the next time you enter the ghost story world, the ghosts following from the ghost story world will lose control." Xiao Tiantian said with a gloomy face.

The starving ghost parasitic in Qian Fatzi's abdominal cavity also comes from the world of ghost stories, so I can empathize with what Britney said.

"Could it be... because it's approaching the Ghost Festival?" Fatty Qian asked.

Then he added, "In the world of ghost stories, the ghosts of the underworld basically appear with the occurrence of supernatural events. Generally speaking, a living person and a ghost appear in front of them at the same time, and they turn around to deal with the ghost. The possibility is even greater, and now that the Ghost Festival is approaching, Miss Tian, ​​you have a lot of resentful souls, could this be the reason why those ghosts of the underworld haunt you?"

Xiao Tiantian shook her head and said that she didn't know.

"If these ghosts from the underworld really came because of the large number of resentful spirits that reside on me, then maybe this isn't entirely a bad thing..." Xiao Tiantian looked away from downstairs.

These yin ghosts did not come up to harm people all night, there are only two possibilities, either the time has not come, or she has not yet triggered the rules of these yin ghosts to kill people.

Therefore, judging from the current situation, she and Fatty Qian are not in danger for the time being.

On the contrary, another accident occurred on Su Che's side who had dealt with the giant weird shrine and the portrait ghost.

The torrential rain poured down, and the clammy night wind kept blowing. Even though the supernatural incident caused by Majiaxiang had been temporarily resolved, no one dared to easily return to the home that was no longer haunted.

Long Wenhua originally thought that the red-clothed ghost that Su Che could personally attack would be difficult to deal with, but through the bus window, he saw that the interior of the car was more crowded than ever after the firefighters got off the bus, especially the The two ghosts, one tall and one short, were almost buried in the pile of life money, and he felt his scalp tingling.

[Mission Progress Update: Hunter in the Dark Night (Tier 16): 30/[-]]

As for Su Che, he was very relieved to hear the system prompt sound of Mo De emotion coming from his mind.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the system notification sound, Su Che almost thought that the big rooster lost its way in Yuanjialing, and has not escaped from Yuanjialing so far.

"Big...Brother, don't you plan to send these ghost villagers back to that wild ghost village?" Long Wenhua asked Su Che tremblingly.

While Su Che unloaded a large pile of one-time consecrated mahogany swords from the rear compartment and piled them up on the side of the road, he looked at Long Wenhua with surprised eyes, "Why did you send them back to the wilderness ghost village? It's my Su's ghost." The space on the bus is not spacious enough, or did they take the initiative to say they want to go home? The feet are on their own, and I have not restricted their ghost body freedom."

Be reasonable, please say something that people should say!

"..." Long Wenhua was speechless for a while.

However, at this moment, the crowd who only dared to stand on the side of the road broke out a new round of riots.

I don’t know when, under the torrential rain, there was a brand new black lacquered coffin standing horizontally in the middle of the coffin road. The dim lamp kept flickering, and the shadowy firelight illuminated the portrait placed in front of the coffin.

Turning his head to look, Nie Hailin's increasingly evil face was reflected in Su Che's eyes again.

Su Che stared at Nie Hailin's portrait in front of the coffin and continued, "I can't go to ghost villages in the wilderness, but I think it is necessary to go to Shenqiao Village again."

Chapter 820 IX Full of Wild Dogs in the Village

Three in the morning.

After leaving An Donglin and the big black dog where they were, Su Che asked Long Wenhua to show the way, and the two took the No. 714 bus full of ghost villagers and rushed towards Shenqiao Village.

"Could it be that this ghost can't be eliminated, or we've disposed of Nie Hailin's body and coffin several times along the way, and even burned his body to ashes, but it didn't take long for it to reappear, in that deserted village. It was like this at times, it was also like this on the coffin road from the barren village, and it was still like this after entering Majia Lane... This is too intrusive," Long Wenhua looked at the coffin stuffed by Su Che with unusually vigilant eyes. Another coffin of Nie Hailin who entered the bus said in a muffled voice.

Boom!

Thunderstorms exploded in the torrential night sky, causing Long Wenhua to swallow the words that had just come to his lips.

At this moment, Su Che was sitting in the seat by the window, carefully studying the yellowed paper wrapped in the mourning stick in his hand, which recorded the strange talk of 'Pi Ma Sha', while frequently looking sideways at the suburbs of Wang County surrounded by the torrential rain scene.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that after the early morning tonight, something disturbing and strange that can't be expressed in words has happened in Wang County where he lives, and even in the entire Shuangqing City. Variety.

No matter how empty and quiet the current road is, it is undeniable that... the ghost festival came quietly when almost everyone didn't notice it.

"Nie Hailin, who was involved in the supernatural incident of the Ghost Festival during the Ghost Festival, may have long been no longer simply a ghost who spread the news of the death website after being killed by a death website. To some extent, it can already be regarded as an independent supernatural incident. "Su Che raised his head and glanced at Long Wenhua.

"Isn't it more terrifying than expected?" Long Wenhua pointed the live broadcast camera at his face, "It's the same reason, I was almost killed by it that night in Shenqiao Village , the feeling of dying is very different from the ghost I met at Bao Jianping's funeral."

"It's hard to tell."

Su Che recalled the encounters with Nie Hailin's coffin several times, and continued, "Whether it was Nie Hailin's coffin or Nie Hailin's corpse in the coffin, it didn't show much abnormal behavior except when opening the coffin. Since it’s the dead who enters the dream, maybe it’s only in the dream that we can see its true face clearly.”

Long Wenhua nodded understandingly, and muttered to the camera pointed at his face.

"Masters in the live broadcast room, did you hear me clearly? I, Long, definitely didn't fool everyone in Shenqiao Village last time! That ghost really almost killed me, Long, in a dream."

Then he boasted, "I, Mr. Long, have been thinking about going back to Shenqiao Village to avenge my shame since I evacuated from Shenqiao Village in embarrassment last time. Now this opportunity has finally come. I can assure you!" There is absolutely no good fruit for that ghost tonight!"

"What shame? I think Brother Long is going to deliver food to your door!"

"That's why Brother Long, you live live and sleep and earn millions a month?"

"Hahahahahahaha...let me laugh for a while, Brother Long's mouth is harder than my stainless steel chopping board. According to the usual script, when Brother Long shows this expression, it represents him. It's going to roll over soon!"

"Really? To borrow my brother's auspicious words, although it's fun to watch the king persecute ghosts in a fancy way, I still want to see Brother Long licking his face so hard that his mouth is hard, and then being crushed by a female ghost and screaming."

"You people can't hope for Brother Long? Do you have to let Brother Long live in the anorectal department and not come out? That's right, that's what I think!"

"..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room continued to emerge like wild horses running wild. Just when Long Wenhua organized his language and wanted to make up some short stories that made people think carefully before the live broadcast to create a terrifying atmosphere like the usual one, Two beams of dazzling light shone from the opposite lane.

"The car coming across looks familiar." Long Wenhua said hastily.

The glare of light from the opposite lane caught Su Che's attention. Two cars passing by quickly approached in the opposite direction, and the brightly reflected words "Approaching the Science Column Film Crew" came into his sight.

"It's Lao Zhao. He didn't investigate the supernatural incident on the death website. Instead, he ran around in Wang County in the middle of the night. Could it be that he also discovered that the Ghost Festival is coming?" Su Che looked around at the Wuling that was driving towards him. Before and after the Hongguang van, the body of Luo Gaojie, who was caught by Zhao Tailai, disappeared in a flash.

Perhaps it was because after the 714 bus was full of passengers again, the ghosts on the endless road were restored. The 714 bus passed by Zhao Tailai without him noticing the abnormality.

Two cars passed each other, but no one stopped.

Soon, according to the direction directed by Long Wenhua, the No. 714 bus turned from the wide main road and drove into a winding rural road built along the river. It drove along this rural road for about ten minutes, covered by night, Shenqiao Village, without any light, appeared in the distance.

Su Che doesn't know much about the specific situation of Shenqiao Village. The first time he heard of this place name was on the bus from Yunshan back to Shuangqing City. A female college student who told ghost stories mentioned Shenqiao Village. It was also the first time he had heard the rumor of the supernatural event of the dead falling into a dream.

At first, he almost mistook Shenqiao Village for the Linyuan Village described in the ghost festival mission, but judging from the strange events that happened here before and after Nie Hailin's funeral, Nie Hailin, who was supposed to be killed by the death website, seemed to be at the funeral. Some little-known changes occurred during the process, and now it has little to do with the death website, but more and more like the ghost in the supernatural event of the Ghost Festival.

Su Che could not perceive how Nie Hailin's coffin appeared with the eyes shared by Qiu Lan, the former red-clothed ghost.

Putting aside distracting thoughts in his mind, Su Che turned his attention to Shenqiao Village, which was getting closer to the No. 714 bus.

Dim headlights illuminate the general outline of Shenqiao Village. On the west side of the village is a trickling stream, while on the east side there are stretches of low hills. On both sides of the road are patchwork farmland and some strangely shaped crooked-neck trees covered with vines.

According to the files provided by Zhao Tailai for Su Che to review, the low hills to the east of Shenqiao Village are the location of the graveyard in the incident.

"Is there no one alive in Shenqiao Village?" The 714 bus stopped by the side of the road. Su Che took out a long-handled black umbrella from his backpack and opened it, and walked around the outside of Shenqiao Village a few times. Every house in the village had closed doors and windows. It was closed tightly, and the dark village was deserted, and there was no movement of living people.

Long Wenhua said in a low voice, "Since the haunting incident in Shenqiao Village happened, the villagers living here have been evacuated by Officer Zhao and the others."

Standing outside Shenqiao Village, Su Che was not in a hurry to go in. He looked around the village, and he quickly discovered something unusual.

The dense green light like fireflies flashed in Shenqiao Village from time to time, and Shenqiao Village was completely silent under the cover of night, only the wild dogs that almost occupied the entire village were staring at them with their hungry dog ​​eyes. Su Che and Long Wenhua, who were outside the village, were devouring each other with eyes that wanted to tear them alive.

"When you came to Shenqiao Village some time ago, were there any wild dogs?" Su Che asked aloud.

Long Wenhua swallowed hard, and it took him a long time to answer with difficulty, "Yes, but when we came last time, there were only a few hungry wild dogs in Shenqiao Village, definitely not the current number."

Chapter 830 Strange Shenqiao Village

Snapped!

A muffled sound came from Shenqiao Village full of wild dogs. Under Long Wenhua's gaze, Su Che casually picked up half a brick from the side of the road and threw it at the place where wild dogs gathered in Shenqiao Village.

The fierce and noisy dog ​​barking instantly broke the dead silence in Shenqiao Village. Seeing this scene, Long Wenhua's face was covered with cold sweat, "Brother, take it easy, these wild dogs are scarier than ghosts when they are crazy, once they gather , I am afraid that we will be chased by these wild dogs endlessly tonight!"

"Didn't you realize that the wild dogs in Shenqiao Village are exactly the same as the bloody wild dogs that appeared in the barren village before? Even if they were hit by a brick, they didn't intend to come out of the village. This place is interesting!" Su Che put the mourning stick in his hand into his backpack, and the professor Yang's whip in his sleeve slipped into his hand without a sound. When dealing with living creatures, high-voltage electricity is obviously more suitable than the mourning stick.

Long Wenhua wiped off his cold sweat, and seemed to be a little puzzled by what Su Che said, "The wild dogs we met in the deserted village were not ghosts, how could it be that... your dog Sometimes the big black dog can run faster than anyone else when it sees a ghost, how can these wild dogs who don’t know where they come from get together with ghosts?”

"Who knows, I probably ate something evil that shouldn't be eaten." Su Che still remembered that when he met the big black dog in Nanfeng, the big black dog was holding half a rotting corpse in a ghost town surrounded by ghosts. The calf ran around, and then he was shocked with Professor Yang's whip, making him suspicious.

Therefore, judging from the fact that Shenqiao Village is occupied by a large number of wild dogs, there must be something strange in Shenqiao Village.

Holding Professor Yang's pointer, Su Che rolled over and jumped into the yard of a roadside house while holding a long black umbrella. Long Wenhua took advantage of the opportunity to pick up a brick on the ground and followed Su Che over the low wall.

"Before entering Shenqiao Village, Mr. Su and I encountered wild dogs blocking the way. Unexpectedly, after a few short days, the haunted and supernatural incidents in Shenqiao Village became more and more intense. Without further ado, I, Brother Long, came here Lead everyone in the live broadcast room to explore Shenqiao Village at night!" Long Wenhua looked at the camera at the same time as his feet landed on the ground, and said in accordance with the usual practice of live broadcasts of spirit exploration.

"Keep your voice down." Su Che glanced at Long Wenhua.

As soon as he entered the courtyard wall of this family, he was greeted with a strong bloody smell that could make people faint. The whole courtyard seemed to have experienced a tragic fight before, and the thick layer of blood that had not yet solidified almost blinded people in sight. Everything that can be seen is splattered, and it is frightening to see.

"What happened in Shenqiao Village on the night of Nie Hailin's funeral?" Looking at the extremely crowded courtyard in front of him, Su Che's thoughts moved slightly.

Slowly moving his feet, Su Che's eyes were filled with coolness. He didn't miss any corner of the yard. Under the washing of the heavy rain, the blood splashed all over the yard gathered in the lower part, like slaughtered meat that hadn't been cleaned yet. field.

Behind him, Long Wenhua carefully followed Su Che's footsteps, and said in a terrified voice, "The Shenqiao Village we saw a few days ago and the current Shenqiao Village... don't look like the same place at all. , the living people in the village were evacuated, where did the blood come from?"

"It should be related to the wild dogs in Shenqiao Village. Where is Nie Hailin's house? Go forward and lead the way!"

Su Che turned sideways to let Long Wenhua in front, then pried open the door lock of this family, took a brief look in the house, and saw that the interior of the house, where no one else had entered after the doors and windows were closed, was also covered with unfrozen After the blood was splattered, the two deliberately kept their movements down and entered several houses in a row. All they saw were blood splattered everywhere without exception, as if it was a scene of a murder scene.