No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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"What are you going to do to me, don't come here!"

At 07:30 in the evening, Su Che held a hammer, and under the horrified eyes of the ghost in the traffic police uniform, he nailed the uniformed ghost to the wooden board of the balcony with coffin nails and hung it by the window.

The subdued ghost looked hopeless, and he was nailed to the wooden board by the coffin nails so that he could not move.

If I had known that I would encounter such evil stars tonight, I would not have come out to harm people!

"I think you haven't been in the sun for a long time, which is very unhealthy and can easily cause endocrine disorders and endanger your life, so I decided to invite you to watch the sunrise tomorrow, and you can tell me that I am good to you!"

Su Che lightly said such a sentence, who knew that the half-dead look of the subdued ghost immediately changed drastically, and he began to struggle crazily. The smoke was curling and steaming, and the severe pain distorted the face of the subduing ghost.

"It's going to be a ghost, it's going to be a ghost! I'm admitting it, tell me, what do I need to do to let me go?"

The subdued ghost said dejectedly.

"Very good, you said you put on a correct attitude earlier, will that be the case? Some ghosts, it's just cheap, you don't eat a toast, you get a fine wine!"

Su Che took out his mobile phone, opened the unfinished memo, and began to extract information, "Now I'll ask you to answer, do you understand?"

"Understood." The subdued ghost said with a low eyebrow.

"Are there many ghosts in Jiangcheng City?" Su Che asked the first question.

The subdued ghost replied without hesitation, "I'm not sure about this. I'm a new ghost who died in a car accident two months ago. I was trapped on the road you just passed by. I can't go anywhere. I can only continue by hurting people every night. It's like life. But a few days ago, I felt a terrible aura, just in the southeast of Jiangcheng."

"Huh? To the southeast, there seems to be a high-tech development zone. Isn't it scary? Interesting!" Su Che thought for a moment, then continued to ask the second question:

"What ability do you ghost have?"

"...I want to be able to be harmed by you?" The subduing ghost slandered in his heart, but there was another set of words on his mouth: "How can an ordinary ghost like me have any abilities? Three sets, ghosts cover their eyes and scare people, let them have a car accident."

"So, you ghosts still have level restrictions? Why don't you write novels here?"

"Hey..." the subdued ghost sneered a few times, "everyone is divided into different ranks, there is no distinction between high and low ghosts, your nail may be able to restrain me, but if you encounter a ghost, you should wash your neck clean, etc. Die!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Che didn't rashly record what the traffic police ghost said in the memo, but continued to ask: "How much do you know about the 714 bus?"

Su Che checked before that one stop of the 714 bus ten years ago passed the street where the ghost in uniform was located. If the 714 bus had a specific behavior pattern and route, then the street where the ghost in uniform There are bound to be clues of the 714 bus on the street.

Sure enough, when Su Che mentioned the No. 714 bus, the uniform ghost's pupils filled with resentment shrank suddenly. He obviously knew something.

"Why are you asking this?" The subdued ghost's tone became low, and he continued weakly, "That bus is a good thing. It will leave from Jiangdu Garden every night after twelve o'clock, so get on it early. .”

"What about Anzhen Hospital?"

"I know that. The resentment has spread to half of Jiangcheng, at most half a year. With Anzhen Hospital as the center, half of Jiangcheng is about to turn into that red-clothed ghost. Hey, let me go. How about I help you escape from Jiangcheng City?"

"A lot of nonsense." Su Che scoffed at the words of subduing the ghost. He only recorded the three words "serious ghost", "red clothes" and "Jiangcheng southeast high-tech development zone" in the memo, and then he opened the window directly and put the nail on the ground. The wooden plank on which the subdued ghost lives is placed facing the window.

From this angle, the sun's light from the rising sun of tomorrow will just pass through the window and shine on the subdued ghost.

sunshine......

It stands to reason that it will make ghosts feel the warmth of nature more intimately than high-voltage electricity!

Hiss, it's so sour, I can't believe it!

Chapter 6 I'm Cracked

"You can even lie to ghosts, you are still human!"

"Please let me go, I deeply repent, I was wrong!"

"I'm warning you, if you don't let me out again, the ghost brother No. [-] on my street will immediately come to your house and make a mess! Hey, did you hear that?"

He tried everything from cursing, pleading to threatening to subdue the ghost, no matter whether it worked or not, whether he could attract Su Che's attention, he kept crying and howling.

Su Che ignored the cursing and cursing of the subduing ghost, and got into the room to start preparations, waiting for the dawn.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was 11:30 pm in the blink of an eye. Su Che had neatly arranged four white candles in front of the full-length mirror of the floor cabinet in the room, lined up and extending to the foot of the bed.

With half an hour to spare, Su Che opened the browser on his mobile phone and began to search for information about Midnight Mirror Soul.

It took a long time to refresh the webpage before displaying 'Sorry, no webpages related to Midnight Mirror Soul were found. '

But Su Che didn't give up at this point, he changed the vocabulary to "spiritual events related to mirrors". After such a change, more and more entries could be searched.

"He entered Zhuye's house three years ago, suffered humiliation and crashed to death in front of the mirror. Three years later, he returned from hell and ruled all ghosts. Everyone shouted: You are, Your Majesty the Ghost King..."

Su Che clicked in, only to find that the one on the top was a sand sculpture push advertisement made by an unscrupulous novel website. He closed the post, scrolled down, and opened another post with a high hit rate. It started with this sentence:

"Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world? Let me tell you something. Recently, a very scary thing happened in my school. Now I am so scared that I suspend school and stay at home. I dare not even go to school."

"Tieba story meeting? The F5 key has been changed, GKD! By the way, sell cigarettes, beer, melon seeds, peanuts, ham sausage and instant noodles!"

"You are so good at making up, why don't you write novels?"

Su Che continued to scroll down, and the floors ridiculed by the sand sculpture netizens went down hundreds of floors at once. Su Che smiled silently, and only looked at the options of the landlord.

In an instant, the page became clean, "It happened last week. Since we are a boarding school, everyone lives in the school dormitory. They like to pursue excitement when they have nothing to do. The people in the next dormitory don't know where to look. There was a ghost story about lighting four candles in front of a mirror, and you could see ghosts, and everyone decided to play this psychic game on Thursday night.”

"..."

"..."

Su Che quickly scrolled down, skipping a lot of nonsense, and a piece of valuable information appeared in his sight. The post owner wrote:

"After 10 o'clock in the evening, the dormitory management cut off the power. We took four candles we bought from the school's small shop. A total of 10 people from the two dormitories gathered together and watched as Fatty Li lit four candles. Nothing happened in the first few minutes, until 14:14, I remember it very clearly, the moment the minutes jumped to [-] minutes, the dormitory began to blow wind."

"Do you know the cold wind? It's not the cold wind from the air conditioner, but the feeling that it's not very cold, but just blowing it can make you shiver from the inside..."

"...I hid at the back, so I couldn't see very clearly, but I'm sure! There must be something coming out of the mirror! Fatty Li was directly passed through by that thing because he was standing at the front. The lips turned black in an instant, and within a few seconds, the person was dead..."

"...I wear a gossip mirror around my neck. I bought it for 5 yuan from Taobao. At that time, I didn't know where the courage came from, so I took a photo with the gossip mirror..."

When Su Che wanted to continue browsing, the prompt 'The post you browsed has been deleted, please refresh and try again' suddenly popped up.

"404 so fast?" Su Che frowned, his mind turned quickly, and he muttered to himself: "Mirror... mirror? Mirror!"

An immature bold idea quietly emerged in his heart.

At 11:58 p.m., Su Che was sweating profusely. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, he placed three mirrors that were about the same size as the full-length mirror that he bought in the supermarket downstairs facing each other.

After finishing all the work, the alarm clock at midnight rang on time, and that emotional system notification sound also appeared in Su Che's mind:

"I believe you are still wondering whether there are ghosts in this world, let's play a little scary game, and the answer will appear before your eyes soon."

"In the early hours of this night, light four white candles in front of the mirror and arrange them in a straight line, quietly waiting for the moment when the gate of the world opens."

The system's prompt was quite vague, but Su Che didn't care. If his guess is correct, he has indeed mastered the fatal weakness of the so-called mirror soul.

Flipping through the phone, Su Che slipped in through the gaps of the four mirrors that he left just now, lit four candles in one breath, then ran out quickly, and then put the four mirrors together tightly.

In the end, Su Che sat beside the bed with a small mirror and mobile phone, watched the time on the screen of the mobile phone, and quietly waited for the moment when the mirror soul appeared.

At 0:5, nothing happened.

At 0:10, the uniformed ghost suddenly let out a howl, and cordially greeted Su Che's immediate female relatives within eight generations.

At 0:12, Li Suxue sent a message to Su Che, saying that she heard a strange voice, and asked with great concern if she had seen a ghost. Su Che reassured her that it was a hallucination caused by excessive tension, and emphasized once again that there is nothing wrong with this world. no ghosts.

When the time on the phone slowly came to 0:14, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the bedroom, and Su Che's hands were covered with goosebumps at a speed visible to the naked eye, similar to the chill brought by coffin nails. , but it was more profound, cold to the bone, making him shiver, and the cold air went straight to the sky.

"Here we come!" Su Che thought to himself.

The subdued ghost who was cursing wantonly stopped his voice involuntarily at this time, and a strange quiet atmosphere gradually permeated the rental house.

"In the early hours of midnight, a person lit candles and played psychic games in the bedroom at home. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't believe that I would do such an unscientific thing... However, even the living I caught one of the ghosts, what is scientific and unscientific, existence is reasonable, Li Suxue said that she heard the sound of the bus horn at home, it seems that the 714 bus has entangled her."

"Mr. Zhang, it took a total of 714 days from touching the 14 bus to committing suicide. It took two full weeks. I must crack the secret of the 714 bus and get rid of that ghost before then!"

boom--

A loud noise interrupted Su Che's thoughts, and his eyes fell on the mirrors that were closed on all sides. It was from this that the sound came out, and the mirror soul appeared!

Su Che held his breath, clenched the mirror in his hand, and bowed halfway. The bedroom window had already been opened. He lived on the second floor. If the situation got out of control, he could jump out of the window at any time and escape.

The four mirrors shook slightly, making creaking and rubbing sounds, the sound of water droplets falling on the ground, ticking, ticking, the sound of some hard object falling on the ground and rebounding, and the sound of reptiles crawling on the ground rustling, these sounds intertwined Together, it filled the dark and cramped bedroom.

This sound lasted for about seven or eight minutes, and then, the sound of fierce fighting came from the space surrounded by four mirrors, and the frequency of slight shaking became faster and faster, as if it was about to shatter.

Su Che felt that the temperature in the room had dropped a lot inexplicably, as if walking into a mortuary, he shivered subconsciously and tightened his clothes.

Success or failure is here.

boom! boom! boom!

The four mirrors shook wildly, almost bouncing off the ground, accompanied by howling and whispering in pain.

"It's now!" Su Che suddenly stood up from the bed, and threw the mirror in his hand into the middle of the four mirrors from above.

"So much, so much, I've become so much..."

A voice containing anger, resentment and pain screamed from the space surrounded by the four mirrors, and at the next moment, a certain balance of the space in the four mirrors seemed to be broken by the mirror Su Che threw in.

"I'm cracked..."

With a grinding sound, the four mirrors shattered.

Su Che picked up a shard of glass, like picking up an ice cube, his hands felt a little cold, I don't know if it was his illusion, when he picked up the shard of glass, a blood-red substance as thin as a silk thread disappeared in a flash , got into the skin of his palm.

For some reason, Su Che still felt unsatisfied, "That's all? You fell down like this before I exerted all my strength?"

[Ordinary level task: midnight mirror soul, complete. 】

[Reward: Short-distance sprint, issued. 】

Chapter 7 The Birth of the King

After completing the task, Su Che was still full of thoughts and didn't want to sleep. He didn't care about the shattered glass in the bedroom, and went directly to the green belt downstairs.

He secretly called the system in his heart, but the emotional system voice didn't appear for a long time, probably because Su Che's father hurt his self-esteem during the day, so he deliberately pretended not to hear it.

However, the task reward of 'short sprint' was presented directly in front of Su Che.

[Short-distance sprint: [-] seconds for the [-]-meter sprint, you run faster than Bolt! 】

This is a speed that surpasses flying people. Su Che moved his hands and feet, trying to run. In an instant, the scenery of the green belts on both sides of the community quickly retreated from his eyes. In just nine seconds and five, Su Che rushed directly from downstairs to the gate of the community, a full 100 The distance of meters!

"Fast ones, is this the speed that surpasses flying people?" Su Che panted heavily, and said heartily.