No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Blazing blue arcs explode violently.

In the muddy eyeballs of the coffin ghost outside the door, he hit it hard.

The pungent burnt smell permeates instantly.

Chapter 87 Midnight Corpse Trail

sizzle.

Bright electric sparks exploded, and the coffin ghost standing outside the door twitched a few times visible to the naked eye. With a bang, the one-person-high black coffin hit the floor outside the door.

The coffin ghost outside the door was obviously startled by Su Che who suddenly kicked the door out, and disappeared in a puff of black smoke. The coffin board of the one-person-high black coffin suddenly cracked, and a few pieces of pale, blood-oozing bones fell out.

The smell of rotting corpses mixed with the smell of soil after the rain spread immediately.

Su Che walked out of the room and carefully observed the black coffin. The outside of the coffin was painted with five or six layers of black paint, while the inside of the coffin was painted with red paint, black on the outside and red on the inside.

Inside the red-painted coffin, there were all pale, bleeding bones.

"Such a cowardly ghost, I thought I met Lao An, but Lao An's identity as a living dead is probably not a ghost." Seeing the black outside and red inside coffin gradually rotten into the yellow mud on the ground, finally There was only one palm-width, half-meter-long wooden stick full of scorched black marks.

'Tomb of the Unknown'

These words are engraved on the wooden strip, probably the tombstone of the coffin ghost.

Su Che picked up this piece of wood, wiped off the dirt on it, turned around and brought it into the room. Originally, he wanted to dig a hole for this tombstone and bury it in an empty place, but after a second thought, he looked at the tombstone There were scorched black marks on it, "Thunderstorms as thick as buckets didn't smash it to pieces. Isn't this a lightning strike wood? Take it back to Jiangcheng for an experiment to see if it works. If it works, wouldn't it be bloody money!"

Having thought so far, Su Che put the tombstone obliquely into the backpack, with only a small half exposed.

Check the time. It is around 50:[-] p.m., and it is pitch black outside the homestay. Nanfeng is not like Jiangcheng, where the residents turn off the lights and go to bed very early.

On the other hand, a street in Linjiang, because of the development of tourism, built a whole night market, looking from a distance, it is still brightly lit.

The old Wangtou's room next door was locked, obviously no one was there, and it seemed that the old Wangtou would most likely not come back tonight.

Nor did he find the pullet he asked for.

After walking out of the room with a backpack and locking the door, Su Che planned to go to the night market in Linjiang for dinner.

As soon as he walked down the aisle, Su Che met the fat baby girl who had come to Nanfeng with Chen Ruiguang and his party earlier.

As soon as Su Che went downstairs, he heard a loud sound of closing the door behind him.

"From this point of view, Captain Chen Rui shouldn't be chasing me to Nanfeng. Could it be that the supernatural incidents here in Nanfeng have been taken seriously by the higher-ups, and someone has been specially sent down to deal with it? Or is it Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Five?"

Su Che also thought of the middle-aged man with disabled hands who got out of the car with Chen Ruiguang. Having experienced many supernatural events, he indeed felt a particularly dangerous aura from that middle-aged man, and he couldn't fake it.

"Zhou Tan's code name is Ghost Eye, because he has a pair of ghost eyes. This middle-aged man has lost his hands. Could his code name be Ghost Hand?" Su Che rubbed his chin, complaining about Dongjiang Guoan Special Qin Wu in his heart. A weird code name.

Leaving the B&B, Nanfeng at night is a bit gloomy, the old stone road is wet, the rainwater left by the heavy rain during the day has not been drained, dark puddles can be seen everywhere, and the sound of tick-tock keeps ringing in my ears.

After walking a few steps, after entering the street of Linjiang Night Market, the noisy and noisy environment rushed over, completely breaking the gloomy environment of Nanfeng before.

Just at this time, the old Wangtou, who was full of travel and dust, also appeared in the night market street, his body was covered with chicken feathers, and he was holding a bamboo cage. When he saw Su Che, the old Wangtou ran all the way, "I found it, I found it!" , I found the young and beautiful little hen you wanted for you!"

Holding the bamboo cage, the old Wang looked overjoyed, "I also heard about the ten-year-old rooster. It's a bit far away, so I have to go and see it tomorrow!"

Su Che took over the bamboo cage from the old Wangtou. The pullet inside was indeed bright in feathers, with piercing eyes, and a particularly vigorous figure. It could indeed be called young and beautiful.

Carrying the chicken coop, the two found a restaurant casually. As soon as they sat down, the old Wangtou vomited bitterly, "It's too difficult. I ran more than 20 miles of mountain roads for this hen. I will find a ten-year-old rooster tomorrow." I guess it's going to be farther..."

"However." Old Wangtou said mysteriously, "I heard from people in the village that this chicken is really magical. It usually runs amok in the village. It only does three things in its life, pecking dogs and geese and bullying. The other roosters are just a bully chicken!"

"Excellent, the three big bullies in the countryside have crushed them all!" Su Che nodded in praise.

"The hen in the cage was the one that the big rooster fell in love with, so I bought it first."

The two were chatting, and the aroma of the restaurant's back kitchen cooking gradually came out, and they took a sip of hot tea mat to fill their stomachs.

Suddenly, an extremely shrill woman's scream cut through the silent night sky of Nanfeng Town, and the cold night wind rustled the white paper umbrella outside the door.

"Something went wrong!" Su Che lost his hunger in an instant, he walked out of the restaurant ahead of Old Wang, and looked towards the direction where the woman's screams came from.

In Nanfeng Town in the darkness, the windows of every house were lit with electric lights, and every family walked out to the place where the screams of women came from.

Su Che and Old Wangtou mixed in the crowd, followed the flow of people, and after a while, they came to an old Ming and Qing style ancestral hall.

'Chen's Ancestral Hall'

The faded archway is hung high, and on both sides of the archway are paper umbrellas five or six times larger than the white paper umbrellas outside the houses of Nanfeng residents. The colorful colors are really beautiful.

A middle-aged woman with scantily dressed clothes and heavy makeup was lying in the gutter outside the ancestral hall. The sewage flowed through the gutter, bringing out large swaths of blood.

"It's fatal, call the police!"

"120, do you want to call 120?"

"..."

The crowd gathered from all directions were chattering out their ideas. Su Che squeezed into the crowd. Through the gap between the crowd, he could vaguely see four bloody cavities on the neck of this middle-aged woman with heavy make-up. .

"Zombie!" Su Che's heart trembled.

"Come on, policeman, I'm a policeman, everyone, let me go!" The next moment, Chen Ruiguang, with his bandages on his hands, squeezed into the crime scene from the crowd holding his ID, accompanied by forensic doctor Zhao Xu and a middle-aged man with disabled hands They squeezed into the scene together and began to maintain order.

"Zombie!" The middle-aged man stared at the heavily made-up woman's corpse, his lips moved unconsciously, and Su Che saw it.

Chen Ruiguang took out his phone, "Hello, is this the Nanfeng Police Station? A homicide has occurred in the Nanfeng Ancestral Hall. Hurry up and send people over to protect the scene. Hurry up, the scene is about to get out of control!"

Su Che watched the middle-aged man with disabled hands move his lips slightly, said the word 'zombie', and suddenly felt that he had been bumped by someone. He came back to his senses and found that there was no one around him who bumped into him.

"Strange, is it my illusion?"

Su Che muttered to himself.

Chapter 88 Ghost Town Nanfeng

The sudden murder made the small town of Nanfeng panic. Fortunately, ten minutes later, the Nanfeng police station who came to maintain order arrived in time to prevent the scene from getting out of control.

The middle-aged man with disabled hands whispered in Chen Ruiguang's ear for a while, and then the two disappeared, leaving only forensic doctor Zhao Xu to negotiate with the police from Nanfeng Police Station.

Su Che huddled in the crowd and flowed along with the dispersed onlookers. The old Wang Tou obviously heard the two words Su Che whispered earlier. The ominous premonition seems to be gradually becoming a reality.

"You just said that the zombie killed that woman." Old Wang's tone was full of uneasiness.

"It's possible, didn't you see the four bloody cavities on her neck? But if you've seen two zombie movies, you won't admit it!"

Su Che said in a low voice.

Taking a breath, Old Wang felt anxious, "If it's really a zombie, wouldn't all of us be in danger?"

"What are you afraid of, you go back to the hotel first, I'll look for the trace of that zombie!"

Hearing Su Che's words, the old Wangtou realized that the fierce man in front of him who chased the female ghost and fled in Huatian Building immediately felt relieved.

With this fierce man around, what else does he need to worry about? After bidding farewell to Su Che, he followed the flow of people towards the B&B.

But Su Che slipped into a dark alley. From the moment he heard the screams to the time he rushed to the scene of the crime, he reckoned that it only took a few minutes at most. Logically speaking, even if it was a zombie committing the crime, the zombie should not will run away.

Moreover, he still remembered that he seemed to be bumped into by someone in the crowd, but he was nowhere to be seen afterwards.

Taking out the vial of Zhenzhenming Eye Drops containing Niu's Tears, with less than half of the bottle remaining, Su Che squeezed out two drops and rubbed them on his eyes.

In an instant, the dark alley presented a different scene in Su Che's eyes.

The old stone road was dilapidated, dripping with traces of blood and flashing fluorescence, stretching to the distance, Su Che squatted down to observe the blood on the stone road.

There is still a residual temperature, and there is a trace of heat, and the blood drops have not solidified, which is obviously the trace left by the zombie.

Su Che instinctively felt that there was an indescribable strangeness in Nanfeng Town in front of him, but he couldn't explain where this strangeness came from. He didn't think too much, so he followed the clues of the bloodstains and ran across the city. In a narrow dark alley.

The night was deep, and the mountain wind that poured into Nanfeng from the mountains was extremely cold. Su Che turned a corner of an alley, and the blood dripping on the stone road suddenly disappeared.

He looked around, but suddenly found a black figure flashing past the corner behind him, and the sound of extremely small footsteps came from that corner.

Su Che silently took out Professor Yang's pointer and held it in his hand. The scalpel hidden in his sleeve was ready to go. He quickly turned around, walked against the wall, and walked slowly towards the dark corner.

Tick.

Tick.

rustling.

The rain dripped from the eaves, and the white paper umbrella was rustled by the wind.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The dark figure reappeared from the corner of the dark alley, Su Che flew towards it, and Professor Yang's pointer flashed an arc.

The next second, a frightened young male voice sounded like thunder, "Ghost!"

The young man carrying a wooden bucket and pulling water from the well had thick spectacle lenses on his eyes. His face was pale, his eyes were swollen, covered with tiny bloodshot eyes, and he looked very weak.

"?" Professor Yang's whip in Su Che's hand flashed a cluster of electric arcs and bounced towards the young man's body. He twitched a few times, "Ghost? Have you ever seen such a righteous ghost like me! Get out of the way!" !"

"What?" The young man hadn't figured out the situation yet.

At this time, the dark clouds over Nanfeng dissipated, a full moon hung high in the sky, and the soft moonlight illuminated the entire night sky, covering the dark alley with a silver veil.

And beside the ancient well behind the young man, a thin woman was sitting sideways on the side of the ancient well, her long hair fell into the well like a waterfall, she combed her hair from bottom to top with a thick horn comb, as if there was no I saw Su Che and the young man carrying water.

The young man felt the coldness behind him, and just as he turned his head back, the thick black hair mixed with bloodshot hair hit him instantly, wrapped around his neck and tightened quickly, and the huge force behind him pulled him into the air.

The unpleasant smell of hair oil is mixed with rouge and some inexplicable smells, which make people feel drowsy, and the eyelids become heavier and heavier. The young man closed his eyes unconsciously, and closed his eyes The last scene he saw was the person he mistook for a ghost popping out a knife from his sleeve, and his figure was so fast that he couldn't see the afterimage clearly.

The neck loosened in an instant, and the feeling of suffocation and drowsiness receded like a tide. The young man leaned against the wall of the alley with a terrified face, panting heavily.

The female ghost sitting by the ancient well combing her hair saw Su Che use a scalpel to cut off her long hair, and the heavy horn comb in her hand gradually stopped, and the ancient well suddenly boiled to the sky, and the long hair like withered vines gushed out of the ancient well. The dark red blood gradually appeared, carrying gusts of blood, sweeping towards Su Che.

"The third part of Little Sunflower Mother's class is about to start! Please turn to Chapter 5 Electric Current and Circuits, a physics textbook for the second grade of junior high school. It tells us..." Su Che held Professor Yang's pointer, and the blazing blue arc Keep jumping, "Water conducts electricity!"

"Don't fool me, I remember this is clearly the content of water electrolysis in the chemistry textbook of the third grade of junior high school!" The young man gasped with difficulty, and at the same time he did not forget to complain about the flaws in Su Che's speech.

The blazing blue arc flickered brightly, and as soon as it came into contact with the sweeping black hair, there was a crackling sound, and countless electric sparks exploded on the black hair.

"Then did your chemistry textbook tell you that a short circuit may indirectly cause fire and explosion?"

Professor Yang's pointer continued to output high-voltage arcs, which were transmitted to the female ghost combing her hair through the water-soaked black hair.

Bang.