No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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

The torrential rain gradually turned the color of blood.

"Now, do it!" Su Che shouted to the two female ghosts who had been following closely behind it.

Zhang Yi and Huang Xiaoying, who had been waiting for a long time, made their move immediately. The long-handled black umbrella became very strange in the sudden rain of blood. Countless grimaces sprayed out from the huge mouth of fangs that appeared under the umbrella, and shot at the female ghost in red from all directions in the rain of blood. Bite it.

The two puppets in Huang Xiaoying's arms were also thrown out at this time, and the little boy who was all dirty and exuded the rotten smell of real objects appeared, and when he saw the female ghost in red in front of him, he scratched his head as usual.

"Big sister, I have no friends...Can you be my friend?" A fierce and frightening smile appeared on the gray-brown face in the rain of blood, and the bloodshot eyes entangled in its tiny pupils were crooked under Huang Xiaoying's control. Twisting her body, she staggered towards the female ghost in red and crawled over.

The little girl wearing a white dress with bruises all over her body was more direct. Her darkened pupils condensed into a small dot in the blood-red whites of her eyes. The body of the female ghost in red.

Desperation and intense hatred erupted from the thin body of the little girl in the white dress.

The torrential rain poured on the female ghost in red, and the fresh blood flowing from the cracked wound on her body became more crimson under the washing of the blood rain. The white fog from the graveyard village seemed to have no limit, and it was in a circle. In the shroud of thick fog, the gradually darkening sky was completely shrouded in darkness.

Tick, tick, tick.

This is the sound of blood dripping from the plain white dress of the female ghost in red. In the sound of dripping water, Su Che is getting closer and closer. The female ghost in red is approaching gradually, and the speed is extremely fast.

The smelly blood washes in the mud, and the white bones of the dead people who have rotted away are washed by the blood.

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

The voice of the female ghost in red was filled with endless resentment and pain, as if she wanted to pick Su Che, who seemed to be the best of the two ghosts.

However, it undoubtedly hit the iron plate, and the fishy fragrance emitted by the consecration robe was not only not weakened in the blood rain, but became even stronger.

"It's useless to ask me for your physical pain! I'm just an ordinary psychiatrist, and I can't cure your illness. To this, I can only say: Can't be cured, wait for death, and leave!" Su Che held the pointer The collision with the butcher's knife sparked a fiery electric spark, "But I can try my best to send you to the Paradise of Elysium!"

The Wutong evil god, the source of the crimes in the grave village, has been eradicated, leaving only this red-clothed ghost who was sacrificed to death in the form of a woman and took her life. Those who go should not stay!"

The blood-soaked fangs bit down on the female ghost in red, and countless grimaces clung to her.

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

Indistinct fragments of internal organs spewed out from the huge mouth of fangs and the mouth of countless grimaces. Zhang Yi's pale and bloodless face froze for a moment, and the beating heart in his chest was unexpectedly heard in this extremely painful cry. stalled.

The dirty little boy who was affected burst into tears, and the stench of rotting food all over his body suddenly became stronger, turning into a puppet and falling into the mud.

The desperation and hatred erupting from the little girl in the white dress are even more intense when inspired by the ghost in red.

Traveling through the mud, branches made of twisted bloodshot threads tightly entangled the body of the female ghost in red.

Su Che walked faster and faster, and even turned into a wild run in the end.

The butcher's knife was entangled with the blazing blue electric arc, collided and shattered in the rain of blood, sparking dazzling electric sparks and fine electric arcs.

The thin red mist gathered on the blade of the butcher's knife, and Su Che and the female ghost in red passed by.

a long time.

The rain stopped and the fog lifted.

The pale moonlight of the first quarter moon shone through the clouds, and the tomb village that had been burned to the ground revealed a strange veil from the pale moonlight.

One after another, the corpses of the villagers turned into zombies fell, and the scene in front of them changed rapidly, and the deep well covered with black lacquered coffins appeared in the eyes of Su Che and everyone else.

In addition, the body of the Hanged Man whose heart had been removed was still warm, and a new trace of blood was added on the blood-stained bone-chopping knife.

An ominous aura circulated on the blade and radiated outwards, making one's scalp tingle just by looking at it.

[Hell-level mission 'Lonely Tomb', Part [-]: Wutong, completed! 】

[I found a strange thing when I came home from Jiangcheng. The villagers in my hometown would go to the middle of the mountain to worship something weird almost every night. One night, I followed them secretly. I... discovered a Horrible secret... Go to Yuanzhai Village, Nanhe County, and survive for 72 hours. 】

[Reward distribution: Calling Soul Banner (strange-looking handicraft, has a certain collection value, and may have some strange effects, the creator's seal has been erased, and only a word 'forest' can be vaguely seen.)]

Chapter 290 Seven Do you have any misunderstanding about the word simple?

call.

Breathe out a suffocating breath.

The sky had long been completely dark, and the whole city was completely shrouded in deathly silence. Li Cheng's palms were dripping with wet sweat uncontrollably.

In front of him is a deserted small courtyard full of weeds, and an old two-story wooden house stands quietly in the deserted small courtyard, broken glass is scattered on the window sill, and the curtains have been exposed for a long time It was rotten and mildewed, and large swathes of coagulated blood could be vaguely seen in the windows.

"You mean... you want me to go into this house to escape tonight?" Li Cheng trembled, and he swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat with all his strength.

The doll in the dress nodded silently, and the joints of the coupled jaws clicked.

The two-story wooden house in front of me is a typical Japanese-style building. The beams supporting the roof have long since rotted and collapsed together with the tiles on the top, covered with weeds and moss, and the ornamental plants growing wildly in the yard downstairs have been destroyed It was half a person tall, and looked extraordinarily dilapidated and gloomy.

"There must be something wrong with this house!" Li Cheng rubbed his hands, struggled for a while, but still took the courage to sneak into the weeds of the deserted courtyard.

What can Li Cheng, who has fallen to this point, do?After being squeezed day and night by the doll in foreign clothes, he is now completely stupid. If he wants to survive, he can only follow the doll's prompts.

The closer he got to the two-story wooden house in the weedy courtyard, the more uneasy Li Cheng felt.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts in this house!"

Subconsciously stopped, Li Cheng shuddered and even wanted to take a step back.

A cold body was stuck behind him, it was the enlarged body of a doll in a dress, and the cold breath was blowing on the back of his neck, "In...in...in... .”

Stumbling under his feet, Li Cheng stumbled and fell into the nearby wooden house. The hollow wooden sliding door pasted with oil paper was almost rotten. weeds.

The disrepaired tatami mats were black and stinking, weeds growing wildly underground drilled through the wooden floor and covered the room, wet and slippery moss was everywhere, and a musty smell came oncoming.

"Gudong." Li Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly saw a ferocious woman lying on the left side of the stairs in the house. She was wearing an old and rotten kimono. The bones of her whole body seemed to be falling apart. She looked up at Li Cheng. Dropping the tongue of foul-smelling mucus, the hideous woman crawled slowly but quite quickly.

In just the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Li Cheng, and then trembled like an electric shock, it cast a disgusted look at the girl-sized doll in a dress behind Li Cheng.

Bang.

The giant ax covered in flesh and blood fell from the hands of the puppet in a dress, and penetrated directly into the wooden floor in front of the hideous woman.

The next moment, the idol of the dress man climbed onto Li Cheng's body like an octopus, and a low, malicious murmur rang in Li Cheng's ears.

"Ah?" A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Li Cheng's face, "Don't, this...how can I do anything with this, I'm not a pervert..."

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The emotional system notification sound in his mind came as scheduled, and at the same time, the mobile phone in Su Che's pocket vibrated twice in perfect coordination. It was obviously another text message from the courier.

The thick black darkness covering the grave village is pouring into the deep well, and the pain and sorrow of the female ghost in red are still echoing in my ears.

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

Wu Gao and the other five criminal policemen looked at the surrounding environment suspiciously. The graveyard village that had been set ablaze by Su Che and others was billowing with smoke, and the pungent burnt smell lingered. The soaring fire swept into the ashes of the sky.

"What's going on here?" Wu Gao's mind was full of question marks. Just now they were still at the foot of the back mountain of Yizhuang outside the village, blocking the dead people who wanted to rush down the mountain, but in the blink of an eye, not only those dead people, but also the graveyard All the villagers in the village disappeared, leaving only the burnt ruins of the tomb village and dead bodies everywhere.

Su Che smiled at him, "Welcome to Tomb Village, Captain Wu!"

Su Che saw sharply that the two black and purple handprints on Wu Gao's neck hadn't faded away. It seemed that the ghost that had entangled Wu Gao was still wandering outside the tomb village.

Taking back the blood-stained bone-chopping knife into the black book, Su Che looked at the Hanged Man whose heart had been taken out by the female ghost in red and shook his head. A gold-edged card that fell from the chest of the Hanged Man's corpse aroused Su Che's concern. Notice, he knelt down to pick up the gold-edged card.

A picture of a man bleeding from all seven orifices was tied to a thick tree and hung upside down came into view. Along with this picture, there was also some kind of inexplicable strange feeling, as if something was calling deeply in the ear With the Hanged Man's name.

Putting the gold-edged card into his pocket, Su Che stroked his chin and meditated in his heart, "The task of sneaking into the Tarot Club to play Infernal Affairs went smoothly. I, Su, have become a core member of the Tarot Club in just one day. How can I ask?" Who can be faster than me?"

Looking at the Grave Village that was burned down by Su Che and the members of the Guitan Association, Mrs. Yang was not in a good mood, not only him, but also the remaining living villagers of the Grave Village.

But in addition to the heavy heart, their eyes showed more relief.

"Young man, thank you very much." Old Mrs. Yang walked up to Su Che with a cane, looked down at the Hanged Man whose heart had been taken out by the female ghost in red, and sighed, "It's a crime, it's a crime."

On the contrary, Xiaoling smiled heartlessly, "Fenzhai Village is finally finished, shouldn't you be happy, old lady?"

After a whole night of thrilling, Ye Bin found Su Che, and vaguely suggested that the graveyard village has been burned down by you, and the ghosts in the graveyard village have also been completely eradicated. Is it time to solve the evil spirits on him? .

Su Che agreed, "No problem, I'll help Brother Ye get rid of it later when we go out from Tomb Village and return to Nanhe!"

Just in time.

A gust of wind blew by, and a gray-faced corpse suddenly emerged from the wreckage of the burnt tomb village. Its neck bone was twisted off and its skin was pierced, exposing it to the air, and its head hung limply on its shoulders.

Scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes were reflected in the muddy pupils, slowly crawling towards Wu Gao in the crowd.

Then it found a big black dog with green eyes sticking out its tongue, and Diluohazi was staring at it.

Wang Wang Wang!

The big black dog, which had been deflated one after another, finally caught a soft persimmon to squeeze, flicked its tail, and rushed towards it with a pace that no relatives recognized.

Flesh and blood flew, and the picture was horrible.

After a long time, the big black dog burped and ran back to Su Che's feet.

"Major Su..." Seeing this scene, Wu Gao hesitated to speak.

Two doctors from the Nanhe Epidemic Prevention Station found that the fetid and pus-filled gangrene on their bodies gradually scabbed and healed, and they burst into tears of joy.

Taking advantage of this gap, Su Che walked aside and quietly dialed the number of Dongjiang Guoan.

It was still the man's voice that was deep and hoarse, "Mr. Su, did you contact me for any emergency?"

"No, my infiltration went smoothly, and I successfully obtained the status of a core member of the Tarot Club!" Su Che said.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and the deep and hoarse man's voice was full of disbelief, "Mr. Su... how did you do it?"

"How to do it? It's very simple! I raised the Hanged Man, one of the core members of the Tarot Society, and then obtained his identity to mix in, wouldn't it be all right?"

The deep and hoarse man's voice on the phone complained in his heart, "It's very simple? Do you have any misunderstanding about the word simple?"

290 Chapter Eight

Nanhe County People's Hospital, Anorectal Ward.

Long Wenhua was lying on the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone, looking at the first quarter moon reflecting the pale light in the night sky, feeling inexplicably relaxed.

Two hours ago, the owner of the Daliuwan Haunted House in Shuangqing called him again, saying that he was too busy recently, so he could only ask Long Wenhua to go to Shuangqing to discuss the cooperation between the two parties in detail, and took the initiative to say that he would Reimbursement of travel expenses for Long Wenhua.

With such a warm invitation, Long Wenhua of course fully agreed that he would go to Shuangqing as soon as possible to open up his own new career and embark on the road of a professional designer of horror houses.

Thinking that he was about to leave the extremely dangerous spirit detection industry, Long Wenhua laughed sadly.

Looking back at the sparkling Lanjiang under the pale moonlight, Long Wenhua still had a fresh memory of the terrifying image of the Jianghai 422 cruise ship. After all, he was almost reimbursed by the female ghost with only a skeleton left.