No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Chapter 310 Returning to River City

About half an hour later.

The strange woman wakes up from the dizzy state, and what she sees is a bus compartment that is not spacious, with mottled rust everywhere, and there is even a wet smell of weeds and burnt smell permeating between the nostrils .

Turning her head slightly, a pair of pupils the size of rice grains entangled with crazy emotions appeared in her eyes.

A flash of thunder flashed through her bewildered mind, and the strange woman woke up completely. The young man who claimed to be the Hanged Man was looking at her with a smile on his face, turning two gold-edged Tarot cards back and forth in his hands.

"Strictly resist, and be lenient when confessing!" The smile on Su Che's face slowly dissipated, and he stopped turning the two gold-edged Tarot cards in his hand.

"Name?"

"age?"

"Profession?"

"How many members of the Tarot Society are there in Nanhe County?"

The strange woman grinned, "Guess."

"Guess, can I guess?" Su Che looked away from the strange woman, and looked at Bai Jing, a woman who was exuding a burnt smell.

At this time, the strange woman sneered suddenly, "It turns out that you, like the lunatic Hermit, believe in the nonsense that collecting all 22 Tarot cards can fulfill the collector's wish. How can there be such a pie in the world?" Good thing? Crazy, you are all crazy!"

"Collecting a set of 22 tarot cards can fulfill one wish of the collector?" Su Che put the two gold-edged tarot cards in front of his eyes, and complained helplessly, "Do you think these are Dragon Balls?"

Hearing the strange woman's sneer, Bai Jing shrunk down to the size of a grain of rice, her pupils entangled in crazy emotions suddenly dilated, and she murmured, "Wish fulfilled? Wish fulfilled! It turns out...it's like this..."

"Another delusional lunatic." The strange woman was full of disdain for Bai Jing's low voice, "The hermit's lunatic died four years ago, and now it's just a ghost wearing his skin. "

"Don't talk about these things, how many members of the Tarot Society are there in Nanhe County?" Su Che continued to ask.

The strange woman frowned and looked at Su Che, "The ghost under the bridge blocking the river in Jiangcheng is about to recover. Except for the Hanged Man guarding the corpse king who is still in Nanhe County, other members of the association have already rushed to Jiangcheng one after another. Could it be?" You do not know?"

"I've only joined the Tarot Club for two days, how would I know this?" Su Che said as it should, "If there's anything else I don't know, just tell me."

The strange woman seemed unable to believe Su Che's words, and looked at him like a monster, "What? You have only joined the Tarot Society for two days?"

"It's not just me, we all joined the Tarot Society the night before yesterday!" Su Che waved to the members of the Monster Talking Association around him, and cast his eyes on the strange woman with black heads.

Good guy, she called it in her heart.

The strange woman's eyes swept across Su Che and the members of the Guild of Strange Talk, when an unexpected face came into her sight.

Long Wenhua looked at the strange woman tied to the handrail of the bus. Long Wenhua, who was lined with consecrated robes and held a hanging straw rope, glared at the strange woman not to be outdone. Right now, Su Che and everyone from the Guild of Strange Talk were present. Steady as a dog, "What are you looking at, hiss..."

The ferocious expression on his face froze suddenly, and the sudden tearing pain in his chrysanthemum made Long Wenhua sweat profusely.

"So you are in the same group!" The strange woman suddenly realized, her face became extremely distorted, her eyes cast resentment, she wished she could vent her hatred by peeling Su Che in front of her.

Su Che looked directly at the strange woman's resentful eyes, shook his head and said, "Is it reasonable for you to attack my people first? Believe it or not, we will hand you over to the public security organ immediately, and let the law punish you?"

Hearing this sentence, the strange woman laughed crazily, "Sanction me? I am a dead person whose account has been canceled, can the law sanction me?"

As soon as the words were finished, the strange woman was shocked to find that not only Su Che, but also everyone from the Guild of Ghost Story surrounding him showed expressions of surprise.

"What did she just say?"

"She said that she is a dead person whose account has been cancelled, and the law cannot sanction her!"

"Then doesn't that mean...she is not protected by law?"

"That's right, that's probably it!"

The strange woman panicked completely, and yelled, "What are you doing? Don't come here!"

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The strange woman blurted out that members of the Tarot Society cult were rushing to Jiangcheng one after another because the ghost under the bridge that blocked the river was about to wake up.

Su Che stroked his chin and pondered carefully, "Based on the information obtained so far, the hermit who has returned from the dead is no stranger to the other members of the Tarot Society. The news that members of the Luohui cult are rushing to Jiangcheng one after another, this is the meat delivered to your door! We must find a chance to wipe out the last remaining evils of them, and... Collect all 22 Phnom Penh Tarots A card that grants a collector's wish?"

The scrambled MMS sent by Dongjiang Guoan to his mobile phone has records about this. The core members of the Tarot Society who were wiped out by Dongjiang Guoan, the Phnom Penh Tarot cards they carried with them all disappeared mysteriously after they were wiped out. .

"It seems that the hermit's target is not only the ghost under the bridge blocking the river, but also the rest of the Tarot Society cult members are also on his hunting list. A considerable part of those mysteriously missing Phnom Penh Tarot cards should be lost. It's in his hands." Su Che guessed silently in his heart.

He stared at Bai Jing who was tied up, with the burnt smell passing through his nostrils, and the black eyes of the female ghost in white shirt next to Bai Jing dripped with blood and tears, "Before arriving at Yangping, Bai Jing seemed to have said that she was in the hermit. She felt the shadow of her father who had already died of illness..."

"So, there is indeed some inexplicable connection between the hermit and her father." He turned his eyes back to the two gold-rimmed tarot cards in his hand, with a playful smile on his face, "Even if So what if the wish can really come true, if you ask the ghosts for it, the price you pay will be even heavier."

Qu Zhuo, who was killed by buying his life money, is the best example. After sacrificing the whole family, he is the only one left in the household registration book. Is it worth it?

Looking at the fast-moving scenery by the car window, Fatty Qian couldn't help breaking his mouth and said, "President, didn't you agree to go to Yunding Mountain to soak in the hot spring? Why are you rushing back to Jiangcheng all of a sudden?"

"I discovered something very serious." Su Che put the two gold-edged Tarot cards into his pocket.

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association turned their eyes to Su Che who was speaking, "You can't have both a salary increase and a hot spring bath, and you can give up a hot spring to get a salary increase. What do you think, old K?"

What else could Kuang Cheng say about this? He raised his hands and feet in favor of Su Che's opinion. Seeing that the long-promised salary increase was finally implemented, anyone who dared to go to the hot spring would have their legs broken!

"And." Su Che didn't stop, he continued, "In a few days, we will need to enter the world of ghost stories again, this time is different from the past, the risk is very high, we have to go back to Jiangcheng as soon as possible to recharge our batteries and prepare for it! "

Hearing these words, everyone in the Guild of Ghost Story fell silent. Since Su Che broke through the dungeon of Ghost Story by himself last time, the long-lost group activity of the Guild of Strange Story is about to start again.

only......

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association couldn't help but shudder...

Why is there such an inexplicable sense of foreboding?

......

At the same time, under Yunding Mountain.

"Haha!"

The bus driver suddenly woke up from his sleep and sneezed loudly. He suddenly realized something, and immediately howled like a pig, "Ghost, there is a ghost!"

"Why are you screaming?" A shining flashlight hit the bus driver's face, "Did you fall asleep? Fatigue driving and driving into a mountain and calling the police, and you can still sleep so dead, I am a traffic police and so on This is the first time I've seen someone like you."

The faulty red light on the dashboard was flashing, and accompanied by the beeping sound, the driver of the bus looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, full of doubts, "Could it be that I was having a nightmare just now? This is too real!"

Chapter 310 The psychiatrist of the Third People's Hospital is so terrifying!

Drop drop drop  …

The camera indicator light flashed in front of my eyes, and the reminder sound kept ringing.

"I feel like I'm going crazy. I asked all the people around me, and they seemed to have made an appointment. They all said that I was hallucinating because of too much psychological pressure..."

"Illusion? Oh yes, illusion! How could this be an illusion!"

A somewhat sloppy man suddenly occupied the whole picture, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his mood seemed very unstable, and he could even be said to be a little crazy.

Zizi...Zizi...

Slight current disturbance sound.

Boom, boom, boom.

Vaguely, something seemed to knock on the door behind the sloppy man.

Visible to the naked eye, the movement of the man in the picture became smaller, and the picture captured by the camera flicked for a while, and it seemed that he held the camera for shooting in his hand.

Zizi...Zizi...

The interference sound of the current is more obvious.

After five or six seconds, the sloppy man appeared in the shooting screen.

He leaned against the wall with his body bent, his heart pounding in his chest, and his mood seemed to become very tense the moment the knock on the door sounded, and it could even be said to be fear.

The sloppy man's deliberately low voice sounded in the shooting screen.

"It's been a full month since my fiancée had an accident. To be honest, I don't love her. It's just that when I'm at the age to get married, the elders in my family arranged a blind date. After meeting twice, I settled down like this."

"I don't even know what kind of person she is, she just became my fiancée."

"A month ago, the sad news came that my fiancée, whom I had only met twice, jumped from her seventh-floor bedroom wearing the wedding dress she had chosen for the wedding for unknown reasons... ..."

"Well, the person was not rescued."

"A good person, if you say no, you will be gone. I don't even know how to use words to describe my mood at that time. Is it sadness? Pain? Or relief? A fluke?"

"I do not know."

The sloppy man in the camera shot lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

Boom, boom, boom.

The knock on the door that appeared outside the shooting screen rang again.

The scruffy man was startled by the knock on the door, and the flashing red light of the camera indicator was reflected on the reflective tiled floor, giving him an indescribably depressed feeling.

He seemed to have suddenly felt a cold, shivering, and the camera image was shaking.

Slowly crawling on the ground, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the surrounding environment was pitch black.

"It was less than three days after my fiancée passed away. When I was sleeping on the bed at night, I suddenly heard a woman's whispering singing. Although the voice was a little strange, I recognized it almost instantly... ..”

"Suddenly the singing that rang in my ears was...my fiancée's voice..."

"Since then, I have suffered from insomnia all night, and her singing has always echoed in my ears."

"do you know?"

The picture taken by the camera turned to the sloppy man's face again, but the most creepy thing in the picture was not him, but the skirt of a pure white wedding dress floating behind him.

"That feeling is like using a steel needle to pierce your head one by one, making you miserable."

The mood of the sloppy man obviously became wrong after the skirt of the pure white wedding dress appeared on the camera screen, his body suddenly became tense, and he looked around at the knocking sound on the door from time to time, with a strange sad smile on his mouth .

"Is this a hallucination? You say it's a hallucination? How could this be a hallucination?" After the scruffy man hissed a few times, he suddenly fell into silence.

Through the footage captured by the camera facing the sloppy man, it can be clearly seen that the skirt of the pure white wedding dress floating behind him is getting closer and closer to him.

Tick.

Like the crisp echo of drops of water dripping into a pond.

A coquettish blood plum quietly bloomed on the hem of the pure white wedding dress.

"I...I...I..." The scruffy man lowered his head, shadows covered his face, and it took him a long time to reveal his entire face, "I'm going to accompany you her!"