No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"It's getting dark, please close your eyes?" Su Che stood with a saw, surrounded by dead bodies, like a bloody god of war, "I'm sorry, I refuse!"

"Please turn on the lights when it gets dark!"

The light from the paper-wrapped candles shone from the window of the tourist bus, and the dim light illuminated the road under Su Che's feet. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the dark surroundings.

Sure enough, that strange white shadow appeared again.

Tap, tap.

The hard soles made a dull and depressing sound when they stepped on the asphalt road, Su Che stared closely at the white figure that appeared in the darkness.

Its face is blurred and flat, not to mention the facial features, it doesn't even have ups and downs, as if it has practiced a small non-phase kung fu at an extremely fast speed.

Bai Ying's target was not Su Che, but the shining paper lantern hung by Su Che in the tourist bus.

This lamp broke the rules of the game, please close your eyes when it gets dark.

In the blink of an eye, the strange white shadow bypassed Su Che who was blocking in front of it, and came outside the opened door of the tourist bus.

Seeing that strange white shadow's flat face without facial features appeared outside the car door, the members of the Ghost Story Association who had been prepared for a long time flocked to it.

Xiao Tiantian's plump body oozes light yellow grease, and emits a strange smell. She makes a tank charge and slams into the strange white shadow fiercely. Several vague human-shaped outlines appear faintly on her plump body, filling the air. With deep and incomparable hatred.

The weird white shadow who was hit head-on by the Britney tank had never seen this posture before. When the resentment of the entire radio station dead on Britney's body emanated, it was directly smashed by Britney like plasticine.

The glowing candlelight of the paper lamp burns wisps of blue smoke on its body, and it jumps up high. As soon as the black hair on its body appears, it is stabbed in the back by the candlelight of the paper lamp, and the black hair drilled from the pores is covered. After burning into blue smoke and disappearing, he couldn't help screaming, "800 yuan, my 800 yuan is gone!"

A malicious smile appeared on Mr. J's face, and he nervously took out a fruit knife piled with old and new blood.

Slip.

"This fruit knife of mine is a murder weapon stacked with the resentment of the tragic dead!" The pitted blade of the fruit knife cut the tip of Mr. J's tongue, and the sweet and warm blood dripped onto the blade of the fruit knife, submerging the stacked old and new blood stains.

Bark, bark.

Mr. J seemed a bit addicted and took a few more licks.

Fatty Qian, the parasitic starving ghost, raised his head from the remains of dead bodies everywhere, his eyes flickered with hunger that didn't seem like a living person, his skinny abdomen rumbled like thunder, and he hugged the dead person who was outside the range of the light of the paper-wrapped candle. Eat hard.

Long Wenhua is fine, he followed Su Che into the Ghost Story Association, and knows that the members of the Ghost Story Association are not normal people.

But the bus driver didn't know this. Looking at the members of the Guild that had undergone a drastic change in image, he murmured unlovely to himself as if he had been strongly stimulated, "What are you talking about? What kind of association? What kind of association are you blaming?"

Kuang Cheng, who was backstabbed by a paper lamp, had to stay away from the shining light of the paper lamp, and reluctantly took out a bag of blood that was steaming cold, and drank it in one gulp.

Black hair emerged from the pores, fangs pierced the lips, bloodthirsty luster emerged from Kuang Cheng's eyes, he stretched out his long and sharp black nails, and swept towards the strange white figure that was knocked flat by Britney.

The pungent smell of formalin was mixed with the faint smell of corpses, and the smell was everywhere. If an ordinary person was scratched by the black nails on Kuang Cheng's hand, a piece of flesh would probably be torn off severely.

But when his claws landed on the strange white shadow, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to make any waves.

Instead, it was Mr. J who licked and licked. The fruit knife piled with new and old blood stains was outstanding. The pitted blade pierced into the strange white shadow, and cut it apart with a tearing sound, and the strange white shadow was split into two.

It panicked completely now, what kind of people are on this bus?

Su Che, who was the first to get out of the car, was outrageous enough, and the weirdos after him were even more bizarre, such as the half-human half-corpse existence, the person parasitized by ghosts, the person with resentment and evil thoughts, and even a psychopath who licked a fruit knife. …

Man, what a lot of talent!

The strange white shadow melted into the ground, and the innocent voice that sang the strange nursery rhyme just now came from the dead bodies surrounding the tourist bus, "Who are you?"

"She..." As soon as the words from the bottom of his heart came to his lips, Su Che quickly changed his words, "What's the point of hanging someone upside down?"

The innocent voice fell, and the blood moon emerged from the sky above the head. The strange and deadly atmosphere lasted for a long time, and innocent sneers came from the standing corpses, "Just you? The Hanged Man? Hang one upside down and show me!"

"That's wrong!" Su Che said with a straight face, "Is there a wife in the wife cake?"

The innocent voice was silent for a while, "No."

"There are husband and wife in the couple's lungs? Hu Jianren in the claypot rice? Are baby dishes made of baby?" Su Che's series of questions obviously confused the innocent voice hidden in the dead body.

The innocent voice seemed to be lost in thought, and it took a long time before he answered, his tone became a little low, "No..."

"Since there are none of these, it is reasonable and reasonable that I, the Hanged Man, would not hang himself. What questions do you have?" Su Che stood holding the saw, and the deep and rumbling sound of the sharp chainsaw provided sufficient support for his words. Proof.

After Su Che finished speaking, the innocent voice that came from the dead body under the hazy red moonlight fell into complete silence.

Tap, tap.

The depressing and dull sound of hard soles stepping on the asphalt road sounded again. Outside the standing dead body, a strange woman with horrible makeup came out from the hazy red moonlight. Like a puppet, it moves with weak and weird steps.

The corners of her mouth were grinning to both sides, but there were no horrific wounds and solidified plaster filled like those dead bodies. Her face still had the ferocious smile that looked at Su Che through the window of the tourist bus.

"You're not the Hanged Man." The strange woman's voice was very strange. The female-dominated voice was also mixed with a rough baritone voice. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the innocent tone of a child.

Su Che took out the gold-rimmed Hanged Man tarot card from his pocket, "If you say I'm not, then I'm not, then wouldn't I be very shameless?"

"Oh." The strange woman nodded knowingly, and said the same sentence in three different tones, "So you killed the Hanged Man."

"How can you defile people's innocence out of thin air?" Su Che opened his eyes wide, and said righteously, "The previous generation of hanged people were incapable themselves, so what does it matter to me, Su, if their hearts were gouged out by the red-clothed female ghost in Grave Village? ? I’m just an ordinary head of a graveyard village!”

The strange woman ignored Su Che's words, her withered yellow and messy hair brushed past Su Che's eyes, with a ferocious smile on the corner of her mouth, she walked towards the bus driver, "Is this living person a gift from you? very satisfied......"

"Eh..." Su Che glanced back and forth between the bus driver with a terrified expression on his face and the strange woman, "Actually, this living person is nothing, I have a big baby to give away." Here you go, do you want to take a look first?"

Chapter 310 Let me tell you, this big baby is amazing

Su Che's voice floated from behind, and the ferocious smile on the corner of the strange woman's mouth gradually solidified and restrained, and the hazy face became distorted.

Her feeble steps stopped abruptly, and the strange woman writhed like a marionette and walked up to Su Che. Her withered and yellow hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and her eyes drooped down impressively, looking at Su Che with a pair of dead fish eyes. .

"big baby?"

The strange white figure that was cut into two by Mr. J's old and new blood-stained fruit knife quietly appeared behind Su Che. She raised her arms, revealing from her sleeves her shriveled, wrinkled skin covered with age spots. The sharp nails dangled in front of Su Che's eyes, and a refreshing coldness leaked from her fingertips.

"Let me tell you, this big baby is so powerful, it's definitely more exciting than this living person." Su Che seemed to be completely unaware of the two strange white figures that suddenly appeared behind him, and said to the strange woman standing in front of him solemnly.

The strange woman raised her head, her ferocious smile on her face undiminished.

A faint black mist emerged from Su Che's hand, and the blood-stained bone-chopping knife fell to the ground with a strong ominous aura. Under the impact of such a strong ominous aura, the two strange white figures that suddenly appeared behind Su Che were insane. Similarly, the whole body collapsed into a straight line, twisted and intertwined with each other, like a white twist.

The blood-stained bone-slicing knife that fell on the ground attracted the strange woman's full attention. She looked at the blood-stained bone-slicing knife with lowered eyes, and whispered, "I heard the wailing of the tragic dead. It's really sweet."

The two strange white shadows that suddenly appeared behind Su Che sank into the ground, and then emerged from the blood-stained bone knife. After being cut in half by Mr. J's fruit knife, the strange white shadows shrank in half, and the two weird With great difficulty, Bai Ying raised the blood-stained bone-chopping knife, and brought it to the strange woman.

With her shriveled arm covered with age spots, she caressed the blade of the blood-stained bone cutter, as if she was touching her lover's skin.

"I'm very satisfied with this gift." The strange woman's mood changed extremely quickly. The distorted face that was shrouded in haze just now disappeared without a trace, and the ferocious smile that had been grinning all the time even eased a little.

She murmured slightly distressed, "Unfortunately...my Hanako, my Hanako, my Hanako...was taken away by that person..."

that person?

After thinking for a while, Su Che guessed that the strange woman in front of him must have thought that the ghost doll was taken away by Long Wenhua, so she glanced at the seat where Long Wenhua was sitting in the tourist bus.

The strange woman seemed to be suddenly throbbed by the ominous breath emanating from the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, her weak body trembled suddenly, and her voice, which was mainly female, suddenly changed into a rough baritone. What about the corpse king?"

"Ah, here." Su Che's expression seemed a little difficult to express, and he struggled for a while before he said, "You may not believe me, the corpse king of Tomb Village..."

"It was also destroyed by that red ghost like the previous Hanged Man?" Su Che's words were interrupted by a rough baritone.

Su Che shook his head, and said regretfully, "The corpse king felt that he had committed a serious crime, so he took the initiative to sign the body donation procedure for the doctor to study."

The strange woman's face twisted again.

Seeing that the strange woman's emotions became agitated again, Su Che continued, "As you all know, I, Su, is a doctor, and the corpse king has already donated himself to me."

"Doctor..." The strange woman frowned.

At this moment, the blood moon hanging above the head disappeared again, and the darkness as thick as ink eroded in.

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

"..."

As darkness fell, the innocent nursery rhymes of children sounded.

"Hee hee hee."

"Pour your wife into the cooked cake..."

"Kill that couple fried into lung slices..."

"Hee hee hee."

"Make him claypot rice..."

"Pry open the doll's skull to make soup..."

The strange shadows mingled with each other in the innocent nursery rhyme singing, and the blood-stained bone-cutting knives held by them fell down, tearing the body of the strange white shadow with ease, and unfortunately landed on the tip of the strange woman's left foot, Cut off all five toes of her left foot.

"Hiss... Where did the brat come from to sing nonsense, are you okay?" Su Che asked the strange woman with concern.

The strange woman's complexion changed, her reaction was bigger than Su Che's imagination, her body was pulled backwards like a doll on a string, the whole waist and lower body almost formed a [-]-degree angle, as if it was broken .

At the moment when the strange woman showed her flaws, Su Che seized the opportunity, and the butcher's knife appeared in his hand.

With a butcher's knife in his left hand and a chainsaw in his right, Su Che turned his face faster than a book, and shouted at everyone in the Ghost Story Association, "Kill her while she's sick, fuck her!"

The butcher's knife, as cold as water, reflects the light of the candlelight in the tourist bus compartment, and the chainsaw cuts at the head of a strange woman carrying a pungent gasoline smell.

Hearing Su Che's yell, the members of the Wei Tan Association moved very quickly. Kuang Cheng kicked off and jumped up. The black hair all over his body swung wildly, and the long and sharp black claws of his hands rushed straight at the strange woman's toppled upper body. go.

In a hurry, the strange woman subconsciously wanted to pick up the blood-stained bone-slashing knife to block Kuang Cheng's long black claws, but she didn't expect that misfortunes never come singly, her weak body, which was dragged like a puppet in advance, could not move the heavy blood-stained knife at all. bone knife.

The blood-stained bone-slicing knife that had just been raised fell down again, and this time, two-thirds of her left foot was cut off by the blood-stained bone-slicing knife.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Under the light of the paper lantern, the strange woman's limbs twisted into a strange shape, her eyes burst out of their sockets, covered with bloodshot eyes, and she screamed loudly, but the ferocious smile on the corner of her mouth did not change a bit.

"It hurts so much." Su Che slapped the strange woman with a chainsaw, and the bleeding ghosts of a man and a woman vaguely appeared beside the strange woman, stopping the chainsaw that was about to cut the strange woman in half.

Two ghost figures, a man and a woman, twisted their limbs, as if they had been in a serious car accident, and turned their heads to look at Su Che maliciously.

The two pieces of bloody paper money were blown up by the wind driven by the chainsaw swept by Su Che, and fell towards Su Che in a whirl.

The moment Su Che saw the bloody paper money falling, Su Che's short-distance sprinting skills exploded with all his strength, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, running a distance of nearly 15 meters in one second.

The two bloody paper money falling towards Su Che fell to the ground, the dazzling blood scattered on the ground, the rotating chainsaw disappeared from Su Che's hand into black mist, and Professor Yang's pointer in his sleeve fell into his hand.

"That's it? You're still young!" A blazing blue arc shot out from Professor Yang's whip in Su Che's hand, piercing through the two ghost figures of a man and a woman beside the strange woman, and landed on the strange woman. body.

Electric arcs splashed and crackled.

The strange woman twitched all over and collapsed to the ground foaming at the mouth.