No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Fortunately, Uncle Wei gave up his head to save him, so he was rescued from the female ghost.

The appearance of Uncle Wei appeared in his mind, and Long Wenhua's nerves couldn't help tensing up. He took a few deep breaths to relax the tense nerves, and he muttered to himself, "It's really evil, the little old man who looks so easy-going is actually a ghost." The human skin of Hong Kong Xueying's scary red-clothed ghost, fortunately, I will leave the world of spirit exploration completely, and I will never need to touch these horrible things again!"

The door of the ward opened suddenly, and the nurse carrying the medicine tray walked into the ward, glanced left and right, and came straight towards Long Wenhua.

"It's time to change the dressing." The nurse said to Long Wenhua expressionlessly.

In this regard, Long Wenhua turned sideways very skillfully, and pointed his blood-stained hospital trousers at the nurse who came to change the dressing.

The waistband of the trousers was slowly taken off, and the cool night wind blew on his white buttocks, making Long Wenhua feel an indescribable sense of shame.

There was a slight stinging pain, and then the icy coldness spread across the hot asshole, causing Long Wenhua's body to tremble a few times involuntarily, and took a deep breath.

"You have a strong recovery ability. It would take at least half a month for someone else to open such a big hole to heal, but you will be able to recover in about a week!" Be amazed.

Although he was boasted by the nurse inexplicably, Long Wenhua couldn't be happy at all. Who wants this kind of strange praise!

I, Long, have experienced hundreds of battles and have developed such a strong recovery ability after repeated defeats. Do I need to show off?

An atmosphere of embarrassment and silence was spreading. The nurse changed Long Wenhua's medicine and fled away from the anorectal ward filled with embarrassment.

After the nurse who changed the dressing left, the anorectal ward became quiet again, except for the faint sound of Long Wenhua's deep breathing.

He took out his mobile phone, and suddenly found that his live broadcast audience information showed 99+, and an awkward smile appeared on his unshaven face, "Let me see what these sand sculpture netizens are talking about!"

Messages jumped in Long Wenhua's sight.

"@龙哥，Long Ge, you are too good at fishing and forced to be abandoned by the king? Now he has found a scumbag nicknamed Brother Cheng to cooperate with him. It seems that he is doing a live broadcast in a place called Shafenzhai Village!"

"Brother Cheng? A scumbag? Are you talking about the brother Cheng who said 'you laughed at Brother Cheng who died early, and Brother Cheng laughed at you at a young age'?"

"Brother Long, the friend of the female ghost in Jiangcheng, has passed away. Next is the era of Brother Cheng!"

"..."

Several question marks popped up in Long Wenhua's mind, "Brother Cheng, who are you?"

In order to avoid being ridiculed by sand sculpture netizens again, Long Wenhua silently closed the live broadcast group and searched for keywords of Brother Cheng Tanling.

Soon, the recent live video of Sun Cheng in Fenzhai Village remained popular and appeared on the recommendation page of the browser.

As soon as he opened it, Long Wenhua saw Sun Cheng's pale face appeared in the video.

After watching the whole live video, Long Wenhua thought for a moment, then laughed again.

"You sand sculpture netizens laugh at my brother Long for being too angry, and I laugh at this brother Cheng who has a bad fate. He gave blood from a zombie as soon as he appeared on the stage. I don't know what happened later! The place in Grave Village is really dangerous. Fortunately, I didn't Follow!" Long Wenhua rejoiced in his heart.

After closing the browser, he dived into the live broadcast group to watch sand sculpture netizens chatting. The joyous atmosphere made Long Wenhua forget the time.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that it was already midnight, and a deep drowsiness hit him. He put down his phone and yawned, preparing to jump off the hospital bed with one foot and put some water on it when he went to bed.

Through the window that was not closed tightly, Long Wenhua saw a strange woman by the wall outside the hospital dragging a black garbage bag thrown on the roadside. Her hair was yellow and messy, and her face was always covered In the lingering haze, a doll in a dress that looked quite delicate was carried behind her back.

Under Long Wenhua's gaze, the strange woman who was dragging and throwing the garbage bag on the side of the road suddenly stopped, her waist twisted weirdly like a puppet on a string, her whole body leaned back as if being broken, but Did not fall to the ground.

The face smeared with horrible makeup appeared in Long Wenhua's eyes. He saw that strange woman grinning at him, and smiled ferociously.

There was an inexplicable chill in his heart, and Long Wenhua's forehead tightened. The experienced man had an ominous premonition, "Something is wrong, something is wrong with that woman!"

The slack eyes focused again, and Long Wenhua hunched his tall and thick body calmly, and slowly approached the wall of the ward, carefully turned half of his face, and peeked at that strange woman.

dong dong dong.

The heart in his chest was beating wildly, and the woman who appeared in Long Wenhua's eyes just now, as well as the black garbage bag she dragged, all disappeared.

Is it a hallucination?

"No! It can't be a hallucination! I can see it clearly!" Long Wenhua was confused.

He repeatedly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Su Che, saying that he accidentally died and seemed to be entangled by a female ghost, but when he thought that Su Che was now in the graveyard village where zombies were everywhere, he had to give up. the idea.

I had no choice but to edit a text message and send it to Su Che.

"Brother! I'm done. I saw a strange woman just now. She seems to be a ghost!"

After doing all this, Long Wenhua broke out in cold sweat, the strong urge to urinate was eroding his nerves, but he didn't dare to move casually.

Glancing out of the window again, the strange woman was not there, and Long Wenhua was lucky, "Didn't she see me? That's right, there are so many wards in the hospital, she might not be looking at me, it's important to let the water go. Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?"

Pushing open the door of the ward in a hurry, the bright incandescent lamps came on, and the sounds of chatting came from the nurses' duty room not far from Long Wenhua.

The movement of the living people undoubtedly made Long Wenhua heave a sigh of relief, even if he encountered strange things and bumped into ghosts, he would still call for help in time, just like in Jiangcheng.

Jumping on one leg, he went to the bathroom. The nurse on duty heard Long Wenhua's movement and hurriedly opened the door to check. When he saw that it was Long Wenhua, he frowned and said, "Why did you come out alone? What if the wound burst open? ?”

After that, she came over and helped Long Wenhua to the door of the bathroom.

Only now did Long Wenhua relax completely, the strange woman dragging the garbage bag outside the hospital should not have seen him, otherwise he wouldn't have walked to the bathroom so peacefully.

Once the tense nerves were relaxed, the forced urge to urinate could no longer be restrained, and Long Wenhua hurriedly jumped into the bathroom with one foot.

crunch.

Long Wenhua, who was indulging in the pleasure of releasing the water, didn't notice at all, and the bathroom door that he pushed open closed silently.

The howling wind blew from behind, and Long Wenhua subconsciously shivered.

The third compartment of the toilet suddenly opened, and crimson blood dripped onto the smooth tiles, and a roll of blood-stained toilet paper was slowly passed to Long Wenhua from behind.

Long Wenhua's body became extremely stiff in an instant. He moved his neck a little bit, and looked at the blood-stained toilet paper that was suddenly passed from behind.

Gray-brown skin, slender and short arms, and black blood vessels flowing with blood, until the figure of a little girl in a Japanese-style school uniform was reflected in Long Wenhua's pupils.

"Kong...Kong how are you?" Long Wenhua said this sentence with trembling mouth.

Chapter 290 IX The Friend of the Female Ghost Really Said You

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.

The pale moonlight from the first quarter moon faintly illuminates the potholed road surface, the dim yellow headlights shine abruptly from the corner of the winding mountain road, and the rusty No. 714 bus is driving slowly on the winding winding mountain road.

There were not many passengers in the carriage before going to the grave village, but when it was time to leave, there were already many people in the carriage, including six Nanhe criminal police whose police car was stuck in the muddy pond, two doctors from the epidemic prevention station, and even the crowded carriage A black lacquered coffin was stuffed inside.

It's a pity that Old Man Yang and other living villagers in Grave Village still refused to leave Grave Village that was burned to the ground by him and the Ghost Story Association. In desperation, Su Che could only carry six criminal policemen from Nanhe County and two The doctor at the epidemic prevention station, as well as the host who is about to turn into a zombie, left first.

Waiting for the follow-up personnel to resettle the only living villagers in the grave village.

Wu Gaozheng had a headache. He was still in shock about the horrific experience of receiving the police to Fenzhai Village tonight, and he didn't even know how to write a report about this trip.

After all, the corpses of zombie villagers piled up all over the grave village, and the hanged man whose heart was dug out by the female ghost in red, a member of the cult, these things are things that cannot be put on the bright side.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed, Wu Gaoben didn't pay much attention to it, but when he connected the phone, the expression on his face instantly became serious.

And Su Che was holding the sledgehammer to nail the coffin king to death in the black lacquered coffin. After busying for a while, Su Che smiled with satisfaction seeing the corpse king nailed to death by himself in the black lacquered coffin laugh.

The uniformed ghost driving the No. 714 bus glanced back, shuddered insignificantly, and recalled the fear of being dominated by the coffin nails in Su Che's hand again.

"Hey, I clearly remember that he broke this damn nail in half and threw it away? Why is it still there?"

After nailing the corpse king to death in the black lacquered coffin, Su Che jumped out of the coffin, thinking, "Use the blood-colored steel wire and the coffin nails together, so we shouldn't be afraid that the corpse king will rise again from the coffin!"

Kuang Cheng shuddered at Su Che's wicked taste, watching the black lacquered coffin tied up with blood-colored steel wires, and being nailed through the lower ribs, the green smoke billowed up, and no matter how hard the corpse king struggled in the coffin, he couldn't help it. Free from the oppression of bloody steel wire and coffin nails.

"Is it necessary to do this..." Kuang Cheng complained silently in his heart. As a half-human, half-corpse existence, he somehow sympathized with the corpse king's current tragedy. If it is a zombie, will it be treated like this by Su Che?

But he was thankful that there were many pale fungi growing on the damp bottom of the black-painted coffin, and the strong stench emanating from the pale fungus permeated the crowded compartment, causing most passengers to frown secretly.

This is the coffin fungus that Xiaoling once mentioned, which can attack poison with poison and greatly delay the onset of corpse poison.

Kuang Cheng's tone couldn't conceal his excitement, "President, coffin fungus!"

"What are you panicking about?" Su Che glanced at Kuang Cheng, "I can understand your urgency, old K. It's not the time yet. We have to rescue Brother Ye from the weird and evil hands of the fishing club!"

"All right, all right, you can do whatever you say." Kuang Cheng said depressedly.

He suddenly glanced at Sun Cheng again, "President, he is about to turn into a zombie!"

"Hasn't this changed yet?" Su Che glanced at Sun Cheng who was lying on the seat, shivering with cold, almost tense into a straight line.

Then he took out medical rubber gloves from his backpack and put them on, and put a layer of crumpled plastic wrap on the outside, before reaching out and tearing a coffin fungus from the bottom of the black-painted coffin.

As a doctor's instinct, he was deeply suspicious of this poisonous fungus with unknown effects. Although Xiao Ling said that this thing can suppress the poison of corpses entering the body, no one knows whether it has any side effects.

This thing is going to go into the stomach after all!

At least in his opinion, the only living villagers in Tomb Village are a little abnormal. They are pale without a trace of blood, which is no different from the color of the coffin fungus. He still looks very tough, his eyes are not blind and his ears are not deaf, and his life seems to be frozen in the year when the accident happened in Fenzhai Village.

All kinds of manifestations showed that the coffin fungus emitting a strong stench in front of him was not as simple as the simple suppression of corpse poison as Xiao Ling said.

Being bitten by a zombie, and then using coffin fungus to suppress the poison of the corpse, you can easily live for hundreds of years, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

"Xiao Ling said earlier that the only living people in the graveyard village gradually became weird, afraid of the sun, and fond of raw blood. Hiss..."

As soon as the coffin fungus got in his hands, Su Che felt as if the skin on his hands had come into contact with the ice tens of degrees below zero, even through the crumpled plastic wrap and medical rubber gloves. .

"Forget it, treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and do your best." Su Che ground the fungus in the coffin into powder, walked up to the stiff Sun Cheng, pinched his four sharp canine teeth, and crushed the ground fungus into powder. The coffin fungus was poured into his mouth.

He suddenly seemed to realize something, "Hey, I really wanted to forget to ask how much the powdered coffin fungus should be used... Forget it, pour it all in!"

After pouring all the coffin fungus powder into Sun Cheng's mouth, Su Che silently took out Professor Yang's pointer for emergencies.

Less than ten seconds after swallowing the coffin fungus powder, Sun Cheng, who was stiff all over, suddenly trembled like convulsions. The pores all over his body were dilated, and dense cold sweat oozes out.

For 30 seconds, this situation not only did not ease, but became more and more serious. The wet and cold sweat penetrated the clothes, dripping on the floor of the car, and gathered on the ground into a small pool.

In 1 minute, Sun Cheng had a seizure like a epiphany, and his whole body convulsed uncontrollably.

In one minute and 30 seconds, the massive loss of water in his body made Sun Cheng appear strangely pale, and the skin all over his body appeared wrinkled due to the massive loss of water.

"Old K, get some water here." Su Che called to Kuang Cheng.

As it was about his own future, Kuang Cheng took the initiative. As soon as Su Che finished speaking, he hurriedly unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and came to Su Che's side, and quickly handed the mineral water bottle to Su Che.

After drinking the whole bottle of mineral water, Sun Cheng's symptoms were relieved, but he quickly relapsed.

Until this time, the cold sweat oozing from Sun Cheng's body turned black, sticky and smelly, as if the durian was oxidized and turned black, and it was crushed with a wall breaking machine, and finally water was added and boiled for more than eight hours to produce complex taste.

"The corpse poison in his body was forced out!" Kuang Cheng became more excited.

"Old K, continue to water him."

Bottles of mineral water were unscrewed and poured into Sun Cheng's stomach. Black, sticky and foul-smelling liquid kept oozing out of his pores.

Su Che took out his mobile phone and recorded all Sun Cheng's performance in the memo.

Sun Cheng's movement attracted the attention of everyone in the car. Ye Bin, who was carrying a paper lamp, even stepped forward from the end of the car. At this time, a sudden change occurred.