No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

He quickly ran to Sun Cheng and squatted down to check the injuries on his arms. In just a short while, Sun Cheng's battered arms, which were poked by the corpse king, were covered with a layer of blue-gray, the gushing blood gradually solidified and turned black, and his muscles were stiff. Like stones.

Kuang Cheng shook his head, turned to Su Che and said, "The corpse poison spreads too fast, he will turn into a zombie within half an hour at most."

"So fast?" Su Che frowned subconsciously.

Kuang Cheng took a deep breath, "After all, he is the king of corpses. Just relying on the water droplets condensed on the coffin board can make most people in the graveyard village infected by the corpse poison and turn into zombies. If you are directly scratched by it and you don't turn into zombies on the spot, that's enough." Alright."

Having said so much, Su Che could only say to Sun Cheng, "Big brother, do you have any last words to tell?"

"I...I..." Sun Cheng struggled for a while, panting and said, "I think I can save it again..."

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The thick white fog that enveloped the graveyard village made people unable to stretch out their hands and fingers. From time to time, a terrifying roar that was not like a human voice came from the depths of the thick fog, which brought people a strong sense of depression and anxiety.

The Hanged Man has completely lost control of Tomb Village, and just a few steps out of the ancestral hall, he was attacked indiscriminately by villagers surnamed Huang who had fallen into madness.

The blood-stained bone cutting knife fell one after another, and the crazy villager surnamed Huang who attacked the Hanged Man fell down in response. The blood spurted out was poured on the statue of Wutong God held in his hand, and the pupils of the statue of Wutong God shone red. More evil.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll find their blood and feed it to you soon." Along with the Hanged Man whispering to himself, the evil red light in the pupils of the five-handed statue gradually disappeared.

The further you go into the white fog, the higher the temperature of the hot and humid air. The wooden houses in the grave village are burning violently, and the sound of crackling and cracking is like firecrackers.

The Hanged Man walked forward along the ruts of the No. 714 bus, but he didn't notice at all that the blood-stained bone knife that was stained with scarlet blood after beheading the crazy villager surnamed Huang who attacked him was trembling slightly.

The blood stained on the knife dripped down the knife bit by bit, and the ticking sound when it fell on the stone pavement was as clear as the water stains that condensed on the coffin board of the corpse king and fell into the deep well.

The graceful female ghost was floating in the white fog, and the wet water droplets mixed with the ticking sound of blood dripping from the blood-stained bone-chopping knife. emerge from the bottom of my heart.

The body of the Hanged Man trembled violently, and he turned his head in disbelief to look behind him. The face of a woman who was both familiar and strange to him emerged from the thick white fog.

First it was the face, then the hands, and finally the legs. The torso was blurred, as if it had melted into a white fog. It was also possible that its torso did not exist at all, and the black eyes were full of resentment and malice.

"It hurts...it hurts...I hurt..."

"My body hurts..."

Chapter 280 President, I'm saved!

The white fog in the grave village gathers around the female ghost of the well. Its eye sockets are hollow, its expression is painful and ferocious, its mouth is wide open but there are no teeth in it, only the pale gums oozing dirty blood, and even the tongue in its mouth They were all gouged out by sharp tools, leaving only the bloody base of the tongue.

Seemingly feeling the breath of the Hanged Man, the woman dripping water all over her body stared at the Hanged Man with a pair of black eyes resentfully.

The Hanged Man found that he was still being tricked by Su Che. This insidious and cunning crazy Mr. Su had been acting for himself from the very beginning.

In order to detonate the riots in the grave village, he not only set fire to the village and drove the zombie villagers out of the coffins, but also released the corpse king and the female ghost. The purpose of the unlucky blood-stained long knife was to kill himself.

The human heart is sinister!

The Hanged Man reckoned the Gap Man on Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship, and had already told Su Che about the situation of the Tarot Club, no, it couldn't be just that.

It is even very possible that this Mr. Su has joined hands with the crack man on the Jianghai 422 cruise ship, worked together, worked hand in hand, and reached some kind of ulterior conspiracy.

After all, these two guys are both lunatics, and there will always be similarities between lunatics and lunatics.

Sure enough, this is the Tarot Society that The Hanged Man is familiar with. This damned betrayal and killing is so charming.

As for the reason why Su Che and the gangster from Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship conspired to murder him, he had already thought about the reason. It was nothing more than for the dead king in the graveyard village and the ghost on the Jiangcheng River Bridge, and even for the sake of his own queen. , inheriting his seat as a core member of the Tarot Society.

In particular, the behavior of Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association in chasing the corpse king when they saw the corpse king fleeing, confirmed his guess.

OK!

Mr. Su and the Gap Man, you two troublemakers, how dare you join forces behind your back to murder me!

The unusual actions of Su Che and the members of the Guild of Ghost Story in his mind became both reasonable and reasonable under this explanation. Believe it or not, the Hanged Man himself believed it anyway.

The woman who was sacrificed to death by the previous generation of village head of Grave Village, that is, the father of the Hanged Man, erupted an unforgettable hatred. Just as all the thoughts in her mind cleared up, the female ghost of the water well walked towards him.

"It hurts...it hurts...I hurt...my body hurts..."

Its torso didn't exist, but it screamed out an extremely painful scream. Following the woman's scream, the surrounding environment had quietly changed at some point.

The stone-paved road continued to crack, becoming potholed and uneven, and then black and smelly blood stains ooze from the cracked cracks in the stone-pavement.

On the side of the roadside, the walls of houses that were burning with raging flames gradually appeared some human silhouettes. Under the blood spots, the human silhouettes without limbs and heads danced with the burning flames, and the air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses.

tick... tick...

A strong smell of blood came out, and the black and stinky blood seeping from the cracks in the ground had completely covered the surroundings of the hanged man, and the silhouette of a human without limbs and head on the wall of the house moved along with it in the flames.

here we go......

The sacrificed woman...began to attack the Hanged Man who was cursed by it...

The Hanged Man smiled wildly and presumptuously, and his eyes were fixed on the female ghost of the well, "I protect myself with the five-handed god statue in my left hand, and the blood-stained long knife in my right hand kills ghosts in red like melons and vegetables. That's it." You also want to seek revenge on me?"

click.

The voice did not fall.

A huge force erupted from the trembling handle of the blood-stained bone-slicing knife. At this moment, it seemed that the hand of the Hanged Man was once again grasped by a cold, invisible hand. The sharp blade flashed in front of his eyes. Cracks cracked open silently.

The evil eyes flashing red, and the blood-stained bone-slicing long knife exuding an ominous aura, the two suddenly became tit for tat.

In the terrified eyes of the Hanged Man, the evil Wutong God Statue split in two, and a gust of bone-cutting wind blew out from the Wutong God Statue and landed on the Hanged Man, causing goose bumps all over his body instantly.

"not good!"

The Hanged Man hastily dropped the statue of the five-handed god in his hand, but it was a pity that it was already too late. The half of his body that was blown by the bone-shattering wind seemed to be frozen by the extreme cold. The pupil is particularly conspicuous.

At this time, the female ghost of the water well had already stuck in front of the Hanged Man, with only resentment and hatred in her dark eyes, she stared at the Hanged Man, "It hurts...it hurts... .I'm in pain...my body is in pain..."

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Hanged Man, and his gaze swept around, but inadvertently glanced at his left chest.

A steaming, still beating heart appeared in the hand of the female ghost of the water well.

The severe pain engulfed the consciousness of the Hanged Man.

"Why? Why am I so unlucky today? It's not scientific!"

In a daze, the Hanged Man seemed to see a familiar person on the blood-stained long knife in his hand, with a stooped and short body, an old and withered face...

This person...

It seems... Granny Meng...

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Su Che, who was outside the village, didn't know that the Hanged Man had been completely killed by the blood-stained bone-chopping knife. After Sun Cheng made a declaration that he thought he could save him again.

Old Mrs. Yang reassured him in the tone of someone who has experienced it, "You, a young man who doesn't listen to persuasion, are still alive? Don't be afraid, this process will be very fast, and your body will gradually become stiff, unable to speak or move your eyes. By this time , your whole body will seem to be bitten by thousands of ants, and you will be in pain, but as long as you survive this period of time, you will be fine."

"Old man, do you mean that if I survive this period of time, the corpse poison in my body will be dissolved, and I won't become a zombie?" Sun Cheng looked at the old man Yang who was speaking, with a hopeful look in his eyes.

However, he didn't expect Mrs. Yang to give him a hard look, and said angrily, "Detoxifying corpse poison? Is there such a good thing in this world? I'm just saying that after you survive this period, it won't matter anymore, anyway. You are dead too."

Su Che stroked his chin, and glanced back and forth between Mr. Yang and Sun Cheng. It seems that Mr. Yang, who has lived in the grave village for more than 130 years, doesn't seem to have a big heart. He is trying his best to ridicule Sun Cheng for not listening to him. Advise young people who broke into Grave Village.

Xiaoling sighed, "Don't scare him, old man."

"Us living people who finally lived in the grave village, according to common sense, the poison of the dead body has already entered the body, and there is no cure. After the change, he continued, "But the old man has discovered a way to restrain the poison of corpses, and that is to fight poison with poison!"

"Fight poison with poison?" It wasn't Su Che who spoke, but Kuang Cheng, who had been tortured by corpse poison and was about to completely turn into a black-haired zombie.

Xiao Ling glanced at Kuang Cheng, she had already smelled the faint smell of corpse from this pale man, and she was sure that this man was also attacked by zombies, she nodded and continued, "Yes, fighting poison with poison! The old man and I hid in the graveyard village for this very reason, a foul-smelling fungus would grow from the bottom of the black lacquered coffin located in the well outside the Huang family's ancestral hall, and the old man called this fungus coffin fungus."

"You only need to grind the coffin fungus into powder and swallow it, you can suppress the corpse poison spreading in your body, and greatly delay the time to become a zombie." Xiaoling smiled, "I, the old man and other people living in the graveyard village Living people, even if they rely on the coffin bacteria to survive until today, they have not completely turned into zombies!"

After listening to Xiao Ling's words, Kuang Cheng undoubtedly looked like a middle-aged man who found an old Chinese doctor to treat XX in a small advertisement on a telegraph pole. With tears in his eyes, he shouted at Su Che,

"President, I'm saved!"

Chapter 280 The Fourth Ends the Sins of Grave Village, We Are Obligated!

boom--

The death of the Hanged Man did not bring the terror of the Grave Village to an end. Su Che only heard an earth-shattering loud noise from the Grave Village, and then a sudden change occurred.

The pale moonlight cast by the first quarter moon hanging high in the night sky suddenly dimmed, leaving only the crimson color of the whole sky against the raging flames of the grave village.

"kindness?"

Listening to Kuang Cheng's words, Su Che's expression changed, he immediately became vigilant.

To be honest, he didn't expect that the Hanged Man would be killed by the curse brought by the blood-stained bone-chopping knife in such a short period of time.

The sudden changes in the graveyard village did not stop. Su Che subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the direction of the loud noise in the graveyard village. A gap was blown in the thick white fog that enveloped the village, and the rolled up flames and thick smoke shot up into the sky from the gap. And rise.

Then, the thick white fog that enveloped the entire grave village suddenly rolled and surged, and a black shadow flickering red flashed away from the gap where the white fog was blown away.

But all of a sudden, an extremely painful and mournful cry resounded through the entire grave village.

"It hurts...it hurts...I hurt...my body hurts..."

At this moment, it seemed as if all the lights around the grave village were extinguished, it was pitch black, and the raging flames were extinguished in an instant, and an extremely thick darkness eroded towards the grave village like a liquid.

A light patter of misty rain began to fall.

The thick white fog is rapidly dissipating under the erosion of the thick darkness. In the light rain, only the scorched ruins of the graveyard village that was set on fire by Su Che and the members of the Guidan Association are left.

suddenly.

Boom...boom...

A low, clear sound, like the beating of a living person's heart, suddenly sounded from the graveyard village, and reached the ears of Su Che and everyone else with a strange tone.

At this moment, everyone including Su Che felt that their hearts were pinched by something, and there was a cold and suffocating feeling of depression lingering in their hearts.

"Ghosts!" Su Che lowered his brows. He always felt strange that Grave Village, as a hell-level mission, appeared in zombie villagers from the very beginning, or in the follow-up pig-headed human monsters. Surnamed villagers, the threat to him is extremely limited.

It doesn't look like a hell-level mission at all.

Until the appearance of the ghost, the danger level of the grave village was instantly raised to a higher level in his heart.

The ghost in uniform who had been concentrating on driving the 714 bus and didn't say much was startled by the changes in front of him, with an extremely ugly expression on his face, "Brother, where did you provoke a ghost in red again? This is endless yes?"

As the first ghost to be hammered by Su Che, the subdued ghost can be said to have seen how Su Che turned into a ghost in Jiangcheng. He was beaten by Su Che on a rainy night last month and sent to the No. 714 bus. The undercover began, and it ends today.

Even in less than a month, Su Che has provoked at least five and a half scary red-clothed ghosts, which is outrageous...

Don't say anything, for Su Che, there is nothing but admiration to subdue the ghost except fear.

If someone else provokes half a red-clothed ghost, I'm afraid it's dead and there's nothing left. There's only this Su, who not only provokes him, but also kills the red-clothed ghost with a single knife, or keeps it by his side as a tool ghost... ....