No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

However, what Wu Lin never expected was that before the post was sent, a line of 404 error code came into his eyes.

what happened?

What about my forum?

Where did my big supernatural forum go?

It was clearly here just now!Why was it blocked in the blink of an eye?

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It was almost noon when Zhu Yuan arrived at Shenqiao Village with Ye Qing's distress letter.

When Su Che left Baiping Town with everyone from the Guild Story Association, he told Zhu Yuan that he would return to Baiping Town by the next night at the earliest, but he never thought about going back to Baiping Town.

And Zhu Yuan never imagined that within a short period of less than a week, there seemed to be a chain reaction in the entire Shuangqing City. One supernatural event had not been resolved, and the next supernatural event would appear immediately, as if endless, The momentum never stops.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuan even had the illusion that the days when he was trapped in the ghost coffin in Huanggang Village were more leisurely.

Quickly descending from the helicopter with roaring propellers, before he entered Shenqiao Village, the weirdness in the village immediately made his expression sink.

As soon as Su Che, who had been waiting in Shenqiao Village for a long time, saw Zhu Yuan appear, he immediately asked Long Wenhua to go out of the village.

"Can't the ghosts in Shenqiao Village be eradicated?" Zhu Yuan asked impatiently as soon as he saw Su Che's figure.

Su Che replied solemnly, "The ghost in Shenqiao Village was cured by electrotherapy last night. Only Nie Hailin, who was killed by the death website, is still causing trouble. But at present, its coffin, portrait and ever-burning lamp are all in my house." In my hand, as long as it dares not come to the door today, I will tear up the ticket."

Zhu Yuan's face darkened just as he sank.

Tear up votes?

Why don't you let this kidnapper go!

With the idea of ​​losing if he is serious, Zhu Yuan looked at Long Wenhua who was following Su Che, and said curiously, "This... should be the Tan Ling who can't die no matter how hard he tries. The anchor, Brother Long?"

"What do you mean you can't die no matter how hard you try...I, Long, is engaged in the job of being a spiritual anchor, it's all for money, without any emotion, okay?"

Long Wenhua was speechless for a while, complaining silently in his heart.

Before Long Wenhua could speak, Su Che asked, "About Ye Qing's mysterious disappearance last night, Lao Zhu, do you know the specific situation?"

"It's the bottomless well, the bottomless well that once appeared outside the ghosts of Huanggang Village."

Zhu Yuan said without hesitation, "As the Ghost Festival is approaching, this bottomless well is appearing in various places in Shuangqing City at an exaggerated speed. No. 35 Jicheng Street in Wang County, Jiangxintian Village in Nanhu District, Shuangqing City The abandoned underground pipes inside, the ruins of the ghost building of Boyuan Middle School... Even Boyuan No. [-] Middle School, which was established elsewhere after Boyuan Middle School was abolished, also had strange rumors related to the bottomless well. "

Chapter 830 It's time for the ghost story of the underworld to come in handy!

Su Che was thoughtful.

If it is true as Zhu Yuan said, the seemingly ordinary supernatural event in the bottomless well is definitely directly related to the explosive growth of supernatural events during the Ghost Festival.

As far as Su Che knows, in a series of supernatural events such as the ghosts in Huanggang Village, the ghost painting in Jiangxintian Village, the Beimenxie and Pimasha in Baiping Town, there have been more or less similar and infinite ghosts. The words related to the bottomless well, not to mention the other content related to the bottomless well that Zhu Yuan just revealed from his mouth.

No wonder on the way from Jiangcheng to Shuangqing, that Luo Jie, who claimed to have fallen into the bottomless well and didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, repeatedly made troubles, showing the weirdness and horror of the bottomless well to the fullest, and even now even the only one and Luo Jie Ye Qing, who was involved, also mysteriously disappeared.

Almost without thinking too much, one knows that Ye Qing's disappearance is absolutely inseparable from the bottomless well.

"The bottomless well got out of control in the two days before and after Ghost Festival?" Su Che asked again.

Zhu Yuan smiled wryly, "I've been staying in Baiping Town recently to deal with the aftermath of the Beimenxie incident, and even sending you this distress letter was just a temporary news from the bureau, but the bottomless well has been buried in both sides on a large scale. The timing of Qing's appearance...probably happened a day or two after you left Baiping Town, not just the two days before and after the Ghost Festival."

"Did it start after I left Baiping Town?"

Su Che thought to himself, after he left Baiping Town, he went straight to Yunshan Scenic Area, and then entered Yuanjialing to completely eradicate the number one traitor of the Tarot Society, the Fool.

During this period of time, he encountered a lot of supernatural events, and logically speaking, he wouldn't have heard even a little bit of rumors about the bottomless well.

unless......

A thought of astonishment flashed through Su Che's mind, "When I was in Yuanjialing, Yuan Yi's message on the tape said that the ghost of death had not only affected the city of Shuangqing, but even the entire surrounding area of ​​Shuangqing. The range is affected by it..."

"Then is there such a possibility, whether it's the mysterious fog emerging from the Shanglinshan Tunnel, or the accident that happened to the hell train on the subway line [-], or the ghost gates that opened one after another due to the coming of Ghost Festival? ...are they actually part of the ghost town we saw?"

At this point, the thoughts can no longer be stopped.

Although I only had a glimpse of the ghost town outside the unmanned platform of Metro Line [-], it was quickly interrupted by the swarming ghosts, but judging from the stations that the Hell Train stopped all the way, it was clearly in that ghost town shuttle.

At that time, if Su Che hadn't used the powerful Type 82 oval grenade to stop the hell train, obviously the hell train would pass through more stations in ghost towns, and...

"Old Zhu, you told me last time in Baiping Town that Detective Zhou was attacked by walking corpses in a place called Zhoujia Village, and then his eyes were gouged out, right?" Su Che asked again and again.

Zhu Yuan was a little surprised, as if he hadn't expected why Su Che would suddenly change the subject, he pondered for a moment, then quickly nodded and replied, "That's right, Detective Zhou was indeed attacked in Zhoujia Village."

At this time, Su Che had already taken out his mobile phone and opened the map.

"Zhoujia Village in Yuhua District, Dongjiang City is less than [-] kilometers away from Shuangqing City in a straight line, which is closer than the distance between Shenqiao Village in Wangxian County and Shuangqing City, so you know what this means, Lao Zhu. Is it?" Su Che looked at Zhu Yuan and said with great interest.

Zhu Yuan was full of doubts, and Long Wenhua, who was silently listening to the conversation between the two, hurriedly urged, "Brother, don't be fooled, what's going on?"

"Do you still remember the hell train on Shuangqing Metro Line [-]? The second platform it arrived at was Zhoujia Village, which means... the supernatural events of the Ghost Festival do not only happen within the scope of Shuangqing City , Dongjiang City, which is adjacent to Shuangqing, has also been affected quietly, and it is the ghost town outside the unmanned platform of Shuangqing Metro Line [-] that caused all this!" Su Che said while rubbing his chin.

He did not mention the existence of the ghost of death.

After all, as long as you realize the existence of the ghost of Death, you will be entangled in its curse immediately. Even Su Che can only rely on sending consecrated spoons to the Death God every day to delay the coming of the curse.

"About the ghost town outside the unmanned platform of Metro Line [-], there has been discussion in the Bureau." Zhu Yuan spoke solemnly, and handed Su Che the distress letter left by Ye Qing, "Most people think that The ghost town should be a mutated ghost. In that ghost town, there are likely to be more terrifying ghosts than the red-clothed ghost. However, after the bureau blocked the subway line [-] during this period, it has sent people along the tunnel to search for no one. platform, but got nothing."

"So we think that in order to find that unmanned platform, we need a specific means of transportation, that is, the hell train that you bombed, Mr. Su."

"Maybe it's true, but I always feel that after the Ghost Festival officially falls, that ghost town will appear in front of us without the need for the hell train." Taking the distress letter from Zhu Yuan, he opened it and saw the The writing was smeared with blood.

'Help!I'm Ye Qing, Principal Su, you know where I am, save me, come and save me! '

The handwriting on the distress letter made Su Che feel familiar. Looking back carefully, Su Che realized that the handwriting on this distress letter was smeared with blood, which was obviously similar to the workbook that Su Che appeared in the bottomless well in Baiping Town. The handwriting that Luo Jie used to ask for help was exactly the same.

Seeing this situation, Su Che frowned slightly.

One wave of ups and downs, one wave after another, just as the cause of the supernatural events of the Ghost Festival has just been figured out, a new mystery comes to the door.

Su Che remembered it very clearly. Ye Qing said that after she had contact with Luo Jie in her dream, except for the classmate who also suffered the death exam incident, everyone else...even if the memories of her family and neighbors about her disappeared. up.

Now looking at the two distress letters that were surprisingly similar in both handwriting and content, Su Che couldn't help but doubt Ye Qing's identity as a living person.

"At least there are traces of the supernatural events that happened in Jiangcheng, but when it comes to Shuangqing's turn, the more you dig deeper, the more it feels like a mess, a bottomless well... Zhongyuan Ghost Festival... ..Death site...the ghost town outside the unmanned platform...there is no other way but soldiers to cover it up with water and earth, no matter what kind of ghost you are, you will be rescued on the spot!"

Looking back at the dead Shenqiao Village, it was already noon, and there were less than twelve hours left before the dawn of the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, and less than a day and a half before the official Ghost Festival.

Whether this period of time is short or not long, it is enough for Su Che to go back to the hotel where the members of the Ghost Story Association are temporarily staying.

"After these few days of deliberation, it's time for ghost stories from the underworld to come in handy! Ghost Festival, right... I don't know who has more ghosts!"

Chapter 830 The seventh chapter is worthy of being the Jiangcheng ghost who plays with the fool

After leaving Shenqiao Village, Su Che was not in a hurry to return to the hotel where the members of the Ghost Story Association stayed. Instead, he asked Zhu Yuan and Long Wenhua to go to the graveyard in the east of Shenqiao Village to find out.

Perhaps it was because most of the villagers in Shenqiao Village had been to the cemetery after the incident of the dead man falling into a dream. The road to the cemetery was quite obvious.

Now that the clouds have cleared and the rain has cleared, the sight is wide open. Just standing at the bottom of the mountain, you can clearly see the scene on the tomb hill. It is completely different from the empty appearance after the villagers of Shenqiao Village discovered the coffin and the deceased in the tomb a few days ago.

Beside the vacant tombs all over the mountains and plains, coffins of different types, old and new, stained with damp soil are scattered here and there. Some of the severely rotten coffins have even collapsed, and the severely rotten wood chips are mixed with the bones of the deceased. It was as chaotic as a mass grave.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuan frowned.

"Didn't all the coffins and remains of the deceased on the cemetery in Shenqiao Village disappear strangely after the supernatural event of the deceased entering a dream?"

"I was found by someone Su last night." Su Che said seriously.

You found them last night?

Then take us to the graveyard?

Isn't this superfluous?

Although Zhu Yuan was full of desire to complain, he just opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end.

"Time is running out. Let's make a quick decision. It hasn't been too long since Nie Hailin's funeral. It should be easier to find the place where his cemetery is."

Stepping on the slippery dirt road and rushing up to the cemetery, the three of Su Che quickly found Nie Hailin's cemetery halfway up the mountain.

Seeing the empty cemetery without even a trace of a coffin placed, Su Che's face was filled with such an expression.

"Basically, it can be confirmed that the coffin of Nie Hailin in the ghost bus compartment contains its body. Now we have got its portrait and ever-burning lamp in Shenqiao Village, plus the coffin containing its body. To some extent , the supernatural incident in Shenqiao Village is mostly resolved, and the next thing is to wait for it to come to the door on its own initiative tonight."

After finishing speaking, Su Che and Long Wenhua hurried down the mountain to the hotel where everyone from the Guild Story Association stayed, leaving only Zhu Yuan who was messed up in the wind alone in Shenqiao Village to continue to deal with the aftermath.

It is noon now, obviously unable to take the No. 714 bus to go on the road. After the two left Shenqiao Village, they waited for a long time on the side of the road but did not wait for a taxi to pick up passengers. Instead, they did not know where to get a taxi. Yuan He, who hurriedly led Tang Xun and Jiang Gang to Shenqiao Village in a dilapidated van, asked for help.

"You didn't stay in the hotel, why did you come to Shenqiao Village?" Su Che was not surprised that Yuan He could find his whereabouts.

Upon hearing Su Che's voice, Yuan He quickly responded, "Last night, the hotel started to be haunted without warning, and Fatty Qian and Xiao Tiantian also got into a stalemate with the Yin ghost in the hotel and couldn't get out, so I had to take them to catch up." Come to Shenqiao Village to ask Mr. Su for help."

"The hotel was haunted last night? What's going on?"

Yuan He paused for a while, and organized his words, "Last night, I found a guest staying in the hotel walking back and forth in the corridor, looking like he was being chased by something, so I quietly followed him and followed him all the way. He ran to the roof of the hotel and realized he was in a deep hallucination."

"In the hallucination, he seemed to be able to see some terrifying things that didn't exist at all. As the fear deepened, his sanity gradually lost, and a dark green mucus like paste would ooze out of his body. In the end, Except for the hair, his whole body will rot into this kind of dark green mucus, if I didn't knock him out so fast, he might have died on the spot!"

"The way this ghost kills people is hard to guard against. The best way to deal with it is not to leave the guest room easily at night. After dawn, its harm will be greatly reduced. The police who came to the hotel to investigate after receiving the call this morning even opened the hotel. In the water tower on the top of the building, the belongings and body hair of a guest who did not check out of the hotel three months ago were found in the water tower, but he was not attacked by a ghost."

After listening to Yuan He's description, Su Che nodded clearly.

The hotel where the members of the Ghost Story Association temporarily stayed was haunted without any warning. Su Che really did not expect this. Before deciding to stay in this hotel, he deliberately walked around the hotel for a long time, and found no signs of haunting.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that Su Che basically didn't stay in the hotel at night after staying in this hotel with the members of the Guild of Ghost Story.

In addition, according to what Yuan He said, the last victim killed by a ghost in the hotel was three months ago, so the haunting of the hotel should not have much to do with the Ghost Festival.

"Mr. Su, don't you think this ghost is tricky?" Seeing that Su Che hadn't commented for a long time, Yuan He still couldn't help asking.

Su Che replied lightly, "The whole hotel is surrounded by ghosts, what else is there to worry about?"

"Time is running out. Let's go back to the hotel quickly, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with the good show of fighting ghosts."

Yuan He stared blankly at Su Che, and an idea popped up in his mind.

"What? The ghosts surrounding the hotel are the pits you dug in advance?"

Fortunately, I didn't lose my mind yesterday and chose to run away on the spot. Otherwise, with this Mr. Su's cunning and kind-faced tricks, I, Yuan, would die without even scum left?

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being Jiangcheng ghosts who play fools in the palm of their hands. It is really terrifying." Yuan He felt so emotional in his heart.

Without further ado, he directly opened the door for Su Che, and after Su Che and Long Wenhua got into the car and sat down, he immediately turned around and drove towards Wangxian City.

"Boss Yuan, where did you get the van?"