No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Su Che had already walked quickly to Long Wenhua's side. Through the window of the car with sunshade film, Su Che saw the face of a strange woman walking by the side of the road.

The woman's face was smeared with weird makeup, and her whole face was pale and covered with a lingering haze, which looked very scary. Her hair was yellow and messy, and there were two very obvious dark circles around the edges of her eyes looking towards the tourist bus. Like smoky makeup.

Su Che and her gaze intertwined and looked at each other across the air, and the strange woman suddenly grinned, showing a ferocious smile at Su Che.

At this time, a group of pedestrians walking by the side of the road blocked Su Che's gaze from her. When the group of pedestrians passed by, the strange woman disappeared from the road out of thin air.

The chattering bus driver was full of doubts, and said belatedly, "Woman? What kind of woman?"

Having said that, he was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized, turned his head and glanced at Long Wenhua who was speaking, and said with a teasing smile, "The young man is so hungry? How about I take you guys to have some fun first? Tell me." You may not believe it, Uncle, when I was young, I was known as the Little Overlord of Nanhe Silver Spear, if I follow Uncle, I will never be deceived and meet Immortal Dance!"

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association cast strange glances at the bus driver, and the scene was very awkward for a while. After the self-defeating bus driver muttered something he didn't know, he continued to drive honestly.

Su Che was still looking at the place where the strange woman disappeared, and asked Long Wenhua, "Are you sure it's her?"

"I still remember turning into ashes. Although her dress was a little different from the present in the second half of the night last night, I will never forget her face with horror makeup in my dreams. The strange woman who appeared outside the hospital with a ghost doll on her back last night was her." !” Long Wenhua insisted.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

The bright sky fell into darkness at an unprepared speed, and then a blood moon rose into the sky. In the color of blood, the whole road became extremely dark.

The surroundings were silent, and the sky with a blood moon suspended was gloomy and dim. Except for the blood-like color, there was no light at all. The pedestrians who were everywhere just now seemed to disappear in an instant, and the whole street seemed to become a city. dead city.

The time display is 12:30 noon, when the sun is in full bloom, but under the hazy blood-colored light, it seems that you can't see your fingers.

The bus driver was trembling with fright at what happened in front of him, and he couldn't believe his voice, "What the hell are we doing? Are we crossing over?"

"There are indeed ghosts, but it's not time travel, but ghosts!" Su Che was not surprised by this, he whispered with a little surprise, "Sure enough, Nanhe County is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There are nine out of ten towers here. Luo Hui, the cult organization's lair in Dongjiang!"

He happily took out the gold-rimmed Hanged Man tarot card from his pocket, "I finally found the organization this time!"

"Ghosts? There are ghosts!" The bus driver was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and he timidly questioned Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association from the bottom of his soul, "Why are you not afraid of ghosts?"

Su Che glanced the bus driver's eyes up and down, and said as it should, "As a member of the Ghost Story Lovers Association of Jiangcheng Ghost Story Radio Station, why should we be afraid when we encounter ghosts? Shouldn't we be more excited? This is a ghost, it's alive and well. hell!"

"Hiss..." The bus driver gasped, "What you said makes sense, but I'm speechless."

Under the blood-red moonlight, a woman stood strangely in the middle of the road, with her arms outstretched, as if she was welcoming passengers on a tourist bus, a hideous wound was drawn from her mouth to both sides of her extremely stiff face , like a clown showing a funny and infiltrating scary smile.

Only the corpse spots condensed on its skin, and the cloudy vitreous of its eyeballs silently tell the truth that it is a dead body.

squeak--

The sudden appearance of a figure in the middle of the road made the bus driver's scalp tingle, and he slammed his foot on the tourist bus to stop. The screeching sound of brakes broke the dead silence of the entire street under the blood moon.

"Dead, it's dead!" After seeing clearly that the figure in the middle of the road was a corpse, the driver of the bus trembled uncontrollably with his hands holding the steering wheel.

"There seems to be something in the mouth of the female corpse."

Through the hazy blood-red moonlight, Su Che could clearly see that there seemed to be something stuffed in the mouth of the female corpse standing in the middle of the road with the hideous wound cut open. The black thing is solidified plaster.

The turbid vitreous body of the female corpse trembled slightly, and the dead gray pupils swayed secretly, directly meeting the tourist bus parked in front of it, reflecting the faces of the bus driver and Su Che behind the windshield window.

Drop drop drop  …

Suddenly, there was a continuous beeping sound in the car.

The dashboard of the tourist bus flashed red, the battery and engine showed fault lights, and the roaring engine stopped at this moment.

"What's going on?" The driver of the bus suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking in horror at the dashboard of the vehicle with all the fault lights on.

The window of the car was bright red, and the female corpse standing in front of the car, which was poured with plaster and pulled away, showed a funny but terrifying smile, still motionless.

click.

The locked car door opened slowly, revealing a gap.

The cold air from the outside poured into the compartment through the gap exposed by the car door, and the constant temperature plummeted instantly under the action of the car's air conditioner.

Immediately afterwards, a stiff palm covered with a layer of dead gray stretched in along the cracked gap in the car door, and its strength was gradually increasing.

The whole car door vibrated.

The sound of electric current generated by the poor contact of the circuit in the car suddenly appeared, and a pungent smell of burning plastic quickly spread.

The driver of the bus was sweating profusely, screaming at the top of his lungs like a child in his forties.

Click, click.

The gap in the door gradually widened until it was fully opened.

The blood-red moonlight poured into the carriage like rising tide sea water.

The bus driver's screams became louder and louder. Su Che stepped forward, and Professor Yang's pointer, which was hidden in his sleeve, fell into his palm.

"This way of welcoming is so warm, it really is worthy of being one of my own people, let's shake hands!"

The silver-white metal tip of Professor Yang's pointer was caught by Su Che's stiff ashen palm that stretched into the carriage and opened the door.

The stiff ashen palm grasped Professor Yang's pointer that Su Che handed over in a ignorant manner. In the next second, a fiery blue arc burst out violently.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? I see that your hands are shaking, are you sick? What a coincidence, I, Su, is a doctor, let me treat your illness for you!"

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The bus driver's hoarse screams suddenly stopped, stimulated by the rotten stench and the smell of electric burnt, his face changed suddenly, and he began to retch desperately.

In an instant, the stiff ashen palm stretched into the carriage was torn apart by the blazing blue electric arc, and the stiff flesh and blood were cracked, and a rotten stench mixed with the smell of electric burnt drifted into the carriage.

The stiff ashen palm pierced by the flashing blue electric arc of Professor Yang's pointer showed a large area of ​​scorched black, and the cracked flesh quickly rotted.

The desperately retching bus driver had just gotten used to the rotten stench, and the sound of vomiting slowly subsided. When he looked up, the woman's body outside the window seemed to be different from before.

It was still standing in the middle of the road, with strange arcs on both sides of the open wound on its face, and the funny and infiltrating scary smile like a clown became more and more creepy.

"The dead man moved, the dead man moved!" The bus driver's pupils filled with fear suddenly narrowed.

Su Che shook off his completely rotten, stiff and ashen palm from the top of the pointer, and followed the bus driver's terrified cry to look at the female corpse standing in front of the tourist bus.

The woman's face was pale and bloodless. Compared with before, the clown's smile on the corner of her split lips was even more exaggerated. The cracks extending from both sides of the thin purple-gray lips almost tore the whole face in two. Half.

The black, solidified plaster that had filled its mouth had welled up to its lips.

Bang.

The head of the woman's corpse standing in the middle of the road was bleeding, the turbid vitreous body in the eyeballs trembled suddenly, and the gray pupils stared at Su Che, with black blood streaks protruding from around the white of the eyes, wrapping around the spreading gray pupils .

Tap, tap.

The footsteps of a hard sole stepping on the asphalt road came clearly from the hazy blood-red moonlight. It was dull and depressing, not like the sound of a living person walking at all.

The moment the dull and depressing footsteps sounded, the hazy moonlight falling from the blood moon above his head suddenly disappeared, and the thick, ink-like darkness replaced the hazy blood-red moonlight pouring into the carriage like a tide, and the darkness descended.

However, because Su Che wiped his eyes with the bottle of light blue cow's tears that looked like jelly many times, he could vaguely see the female corpse standing in front of the tourist bus emerge from behind the moment the hazy blood-red moonlight disappeared. There was a strange white shadow.

Tap, tap.

The sudden darkness did not make the dull and depressing footsteps disappear, on the contrary, they became louder and even became one, as if countless dead bodies were approaching.

The instrument panel of the tourist bus, which is full of fault lights, is the only light source in the dark, and the red fault lights flash with the rhythmic sound of beeping.

Tap, tap.

The dull and depressing footsteps have spread around the tour bus. When the red fault light on the dashboard lights up with the sound of beeps, through the faint red light scattered, all passengers on the bus can see that the tour bus is surrounded by groups. The pale, bloodless face of a dead man.

"Just now I praised you for your warm welcome. Turn off the lights and show your face?" Su Che said slowly in the tone of an old father comforting his children, the faces of dead people appearing in the darkness are close at hand.

He unloaded the backpack and unzipped the zipper, and the glowing light of the paper-wrapped candle came out from the backpack, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the dark compartment.

The darkness as thick as ink receded quickly, and the candlelight from the paper lamp shone through the car window. You could clearly see a dense and dense area of ​​people who had been stopped in front of the tourist bus before. A dead body with a clown smile.

Just a few seconds after the blood-red moonlight disappeared and the thick blackness appeared, the outside of the tourist bus was completely occupied by dead bodies with clown smiles on their faces.

What's more, they have already appeared outside the car door that was torn open by stiff palms. A pair of entangled, black and bloodshot gray pupils revealed vicious emotions in the darkness, staring straight at the living people in the car.

Not long after, the blood moon hanging above the head appeared again, and the hazy blood-red moonlight sprinkled from the sky.

Only at this time did the bus driver and the members of the Ghost Story Association see clearly the densely packed dead bodies standing outside the tourist bus. Without exception, their faces had a clown's piercing smile on their faces, and their mouths were filled with solidified plaster.

"Please open your eyes at dawn."

"one two Three."

"Blockhead."

"Don't talk, don't move."

"Whoever is caught is a ghost."

From the depths of the street shrouded in hazy blood-red moonlight, there are childlike and innocent songs of nursery rhymes. The dead bodies standing outside the tourist bus turn their heads from all directions, and the tourist bus and the driver and passengers inside the bus are reflected in the gray pupils. figure.

Su Che held the paper lantern in front of him, looked at the crowds of people outside the car staring at the dead body of the tourist bus, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that the last bottle of compressed gasoline was used up in Tomb Village, otherwise I would be set on fire." Burn all these dead bodies and see how you can hide."

He smiled, hung the paper lamp in his hand in the coach compartment of the tourist bus, shot excited eyes, took out the black book and turned to the yellowed page of the chainsaw, the black mist flowed, stained A chainsaw of flesh and bones appeared in Su Che's hand.

"The game of one, two, three wooden figures is not fun, how about we play hide and seek?"

Boom... Boom...

The pungent gasoline smell emanated from the chainsaw, the power lever was pulled by Su Che, and a low hum came from the chainsaw.

"I'll count to three, you have to hide, or I, Su, will catch you and saw you in two!" Holding the chainsaw and walking down the tourist gate, Su Che directly cut a piece of paper in front of him. A dead body was sawed in half, and then he said to the dead bodies standing stiffly all around, "Three!"

"The game is on!"

The bus driver's eyes popped out when he saw Su Che's coquettish operation, and he thought to himself, who is this young man who is so ruthless that he firmly grasped the initiative after bumping into a ghost without changing his face? If the ghost wants to play with a wooden man, he I want to play hide and seek with you.

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association in the carriage has long been used to Su Che's fancy ghost-torturing posture. Mr. J covered his eyes and hypnotized himself frantically, "I'm mentally ill, I'm mentally ill, I'm mentally ill! I also deserve to be considered mentally ill." ?”

On the other hand, Long Wenhua silently tightened the consecration gown worn inside his coat and the straw hanging rope of the hanged ghost. He knew that strange woman was coming for him, and he couldn't guarantee that after Su Che got off the car, that strange woman The woman shot him from behind.

Therefore, the consecration robe he was wearing and the hanging straw rope in his hand were his last straws.

After getting off the bus, Su Che felt as if he had entered a world without ghosts. The dead bodies standing stiffly outside the tourist bus and playing the game of one-two-three wooden figures were sawed into two pieces one by one by the chainsaw in Su Che's hand.

Maybe it's because the strange white shadow hiding among these dead bodies has never seen such a ruthless person like Su Che playing grass mowing. When the dead bodies within a few meters of the tour bus were swept away by Su Che, the blood moon disappeared again.

As darkness fell, the voice of childlike and innocent nursery rhymes sounded again.

"Please close your eyes when it's dark."

"..."

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