No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The takeaway guy whose shirt was stripped didn't seem to be aware of what happened. He looked at Su Che's figure chasing the criminal, and while shivering in the hazy drizzle, he murmured with tears in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "That's her, Comrade Police! The criminal who attacked the delivery boy and ruined the social atmosphere is her!"

Of course, Su Che couldn't hear the voice of the delivery boy who was stripped naked in the alley. As the distance between Su Che and the fleeing figure got closer, he could see the appearance of that figure clearly.

With her plump body and oily skin, she is undoubtedly Britney.

However, Su Che could feel that the person he was chasing was definitely not Britney!

"The ghost on her body is out of control!" Su Che secretly guessed in his heart, only in this way can he explain Xiao Tiantian's abnormal behavior now.

Xiao Tiantian was chased to the deepest corner of the alley, Su Che approached her with a kind smile on her face, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you!"

Looking at the Type 54 pistol in Su Che's right hand and the metal stick with blazing blue arcs in his left hand, the yellowish oily skin on Xiao Tiantian's face was cracked like dry land, and her soft and beautiful voice became a deep male voice with incomparable venom. "die!"

"You have the guts, I, Su, admire you!"

Putting away the Type 54 pistol, he gave a thumbs up to Britney who had a deep male voice. Su Che pointed Professor Yang's whip in his left hand at Britney, and the flickering blue arc pierced through the air with a crackling sound.

ziz......

The blazing blue arc that hit Britney scattered and wandered away, and the pungent burnt smell quickly permeated, covering up the rotten smell in the alley.

Pull out the paper lamp and walk forward quickly, directly touching Xiao Tiantian who was convulsed by the blazing blue arc.

After a long time, Britney, who was turned over by electricity, woke up slowly, her hazy vision soon became clear, and Su Che's figure was reflected in Britney's eyes.

"President, I know who was behind the scenes!" Xiao Tiantian said through gritted teeth.

Chapter 360 Now, Let's Help Ourselves!

After being baptized by the torrential rain, Jiangcheng is extremely humid and hot, and the occasional breeze can bring a little coolness to people.

"I once had a super easy-to-use portable air conditioner in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I found out that it was lost. The most painful thing in the world is this. If God can give me another One chance..." Su Che would never use the last coffin nail to nail the corpse king to death in the coffin.

Only when you really feel the strength of Qiuhuhu, can you know how precious the coffin nail that Su Che has been using as a portable air conditioner is so precious. Unfortunately, with the loss of Blood Blade's scalpel on the Jianghai 422 cruise ship and the consumption of the last coffin nail, The passive skills that are not afraid of the humid and hot environment are moving away from Su Che.

It wasn't until this time that Su Che, who had been comfortable for half a month, realized how hot Jiangcheng was after the heavy rain.

Sweating profusely, he rushed to the Unfinished Building of Jiangdu Garden, took advantage of the night to enter the Ghost Talk Association located in Room 4, 14th Floor, Building 1444, Jiangdu Garden, and felt the more eerie environment than turning on the air conditioner, so Su Che regained his strength.

Except for Mr. J who broke three ribs with Su Che's kick and was recuperating in the orthopedics department of the Third People's Hospital, everyone from the Ghost Story Association gathered here, and even Mr. H, who had been in hiding for a long time, appeared again.

Sitting on the chair belonging to the chairman of the Ghost Story Association, Su Che glanced at the staircase-shaped room covered in a thin layer of black mist, and couldn't tell who was the member of the Ghost Story Association, and then said in a deep voice, "I think everyone is very interested in Xiao Tian. Tian has heard about the accident that happened in the strange talk world this time."

"President, if you have anything to say, just say it. I am very motivated now. Even if you want me to run into the ghost again, I will never say no!" As soon as Che finished speaking, he echoed.

Mr. H on the vice-chairman's seat gave Kuang Cheng a bitter look. This guy who wants to raise his salary every three days is certainly satisfied with his wish. The funds that can be used for the salary increase are his small coffers that he has worked so hard to save.

Mr. H's heart is aching, do you know how difficult it is for me to save some private money as a ghost story that has become real, a person who canceled his account after Han Jinlin's death and became a black householder?

Now it's all dedicated to you group of inner ghosts who can't get enough!

Mr. H was so angry that he couldn't get angry, and he didn't dare to get angry with Su Che, so he could only grit his teeth and stare at Fatty Qian, who was in charge of the finances.

Facing Mr. H's murderous gaze, Fatty Qian smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry, everyone, now that the association has received a lot of money, we can hold on for a long time when the strange talk radio station gets sponsorship! "

Looking at the messy environment in the empty stair room, Su Che understood why Mr. H became a piece of trash who only collected a few strange stories in ten years. Who would dare to see such a group of members of the association who looked like insiders? live?

Su Che coughed twice, and the chaotic environment gradually quieted down. After all, Su Che's intimidating power was so much higher than Mr. H's.

"Are you all familiar with the Tarot Society, but you certainly don't know that the Tarot Society and our Ghost Story Association have a mortal hatred. Either they die, or they die!" Su Che turned to look at Mr. H, indicating that he would Let's continue.

Inspired by Su Che, Mr. H came forward to tell the truth, and began to temporarily fabricate the tragic experience that he was hunted down from Jingcheng to Jiangcheng by the Tarot Society when he was building the Wei Tan Association. When it comes to the depth of love, Mr. H even contains Tear accused Tarot of crazy acts of creating supernatural events while chasing and killing him.

"Now that the Tarot Society has returned to Jiangcheng, they will never live in peace with our Guidan Association! Therefore, we must completely defeat the cult lunatics of the Tarot Society, turn them over to the relevant departments, and let the law punish them!" H concluded Mr.

It was the first time for the members of the Ghost Story Association to hear Mr. H talk about the former relationship between the Ghost Story Association and the Tarot Society, and then looked at Su Che with unclear eyes. These days, there are more members of the Tarot Society who fell on Su Che's hands than they were tied together.

This...Even if they were not mortal enemies before, after Su Che made such a fuss, the two sides are still in an endless relationship.

"The world of ghost stories I experienced this time is "Ghost Takeaway." Xiao Tiantian's soft voice sounded after Mr. H finished speaking, "The ghost story about ghost takeaway really exists, and it happened in Jiangcheng, and I... .was the only survivor of the ghost takeaway incident... I was one step away from death and it was the hatred of all the innocent people who died in the whole station because of the ghost takeaway incident that ripped me out of hell !"

"They are already dead, and the resentment that goes deep into their souls will only attack any living person who appears in front of them indiscriminately, but I am still alive. I must avenge this hatred! Everyone should have heard of the person who created the ghost takeaway supernatural event , It's the hermit!" Xiao Tiantian's soft and beautiful voice became more and more sharp, and when she finally said the word "hermit", it even evolved into a roar of hatred composed of multiple voices.

Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian looked at each other, and said in unison, "We have no objection!"

"Since everyone has no objections, let's assign tasks." Su Che took out three gold-edged Tarot cards from his pocket and placed them in front of him, "If you can't beat them, join the other party, but everyone is the ghost of the whole team." A member of the Ghost Story Association must have a lot of experience in how to be an inside ghost, and the Tarot Club that wants to be destroyed must first join it!"

"Come on, everyone choose whatever you want!" Su Che placed three gold-edged Tarot cards in front of everyone in the Guitan Association, "Everyone is a member of the Tarot Club from today onwards!"

Seeing this, Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian unconsciously anticipated the tragic fate of the Tarot Society in their hearts. In the past, only Su Che, an inner ghost, killed a group of members of the Tarot Society...

Now that the Guild of Guai Tan, which has all the ghosts among its members, is helping with great help, why don't they blew themselves up on the spot?

Xiao Tiantian walked up to Su Che, and took out a gold-rimmed tarot card with one half of her body intact and the other half of her body as a skeleton, holding a portrait of the Queen with a scepter; Kuang Cheng and Qian Fatty followed closely behind, Thinking about it, Fatty Qian chose the gold-edged Tarot card engraved with a picture of a man bleeding from seven orifices tied upside down on a thick tree trunk; in the end, Kuang Cheng could only take the last card from Su Che, which showed a man stabbing his hands into his chest, Kneel on the ground and dedicate the living heart beating in the chest to the gold-rimmed Tarot cards with the pattern of stars in the sky.

"Xiao Tiantian is the queen, Fatty Qian is the Hanged Man, old K, you are the star!" Su Che's face was full of smiles, but in the eyes of others, Su Che's face shrouded in black mist was palpitatingly dangerous. Breath, they shuddered involuntarily, "The hermit took away the blood-stained bone-cutting knife, but I feel that he will not die for the time being, in order to get rid of the entanglement of the blood-stained bone-cutting knife, he will definitely appear again It may be to create a supernatural event, but it is more likely to attack the members of the Tarot Society who have rushed to Jiangcheng one after another!"

"Now, let us help our own people!"

Chapter 360 Lao An, why don't we go to Chengnan Private Middle School tonight to have fun?

The sky was becoming more and more drowsy, and the rainstorm that gradually stopped in the afternoon tended to come back again. The shops on both sides of the road closed their shutter doors one after another, preparing to close their shops.

After distributing the three gold-edged Tarot cards belonging to the core members of the Tarot Society to everyone in the Guild, Su Che packed up his things and prepared to try to see if he could find Brother Ji before the deadline to go to Chengnan Private Middle School in the dark .

[Challenge mission 'Dark Marriage', Part [-]: Greeting ghost relatives]

【You have left an indelible impression in the heart of the Ghost Bride. Its love for you is like overflowing honey, waiting for you to enter its sight.Within seven days, sneak into Chengnan Private Middle School, looking for the entrance to the unpredictable place. 】

[Reward: Red wedding dress (red silk as the base, gold silk as embroidery, this is her unswerving love until death)]

After carefully reading the mission description several times, it did not mention the detailed information about Yongxiang, but only used a general unpredictable place to refer to it.

Su Che remembered very clearly that the system also mentioned the unpredictability in the explanation of the paper tied lamp in his hand.

[Strange paper lantern: The lights are shining brightly, illuminating the road ahead, and seem to be able to lead the holder into an unpredictable place. 】

It can be seen from this that the paper-made lantern seems to be the key to a certain place. Su Che secretly guessed in his heart, "The paper-made lantern was obtained from the paper-made man who looked exactly like An Lan in Huatian Building, but at that time My paper lantern is a bloody bloody lantern, and it turned white after the night fishing in the Lanjiang River!"

Looking at the flying and dancing characters of 'Yong' on the paper lantern, Su Che became more determined in his mind.

The hour hand points to the early morning, and there are signs of a long-prepared rainstorm. Scattered raindrops are floating in the sky. Su Che holds a long-handled black umbrella and leads a bald chicken that is firmly tied by a dog leash. , walking alone on the streets of Jiangcheng, aimlessly looking for the traces of Brother Ji.

A few passers-by who walked by in the rain just now looked at Su Che with strange eyes. There are many people who walk dogs and cats at night, even there are quite a few people who walk turtles. This is the first time I have seen it, especially the chicken being walked is a bald chicken that looks old and is about to lose all its feathers.

"It seems that today is a dead end." After walking the bald chicken for more than half an hour, there were fewer and fewer living people, not to mention ghosts.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Just as Su Che was about to go home, the bald chicken suddenly became vigilant. Its cloudy corns looked forward, and a pair of black chicken claws scratched the road restlessly, making toothache scratching sounds. .

Su Che was overjoyed immediately, "There is a situation!"

A chilly wind that was different from the damp and cold air was blowing from the front, making people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

But when Su Che saw the person coming, he sighed in disappointment, "I said, Old An, why are you wandering around without sleeping at night? It's okay to meet me, what if you scare other people? "

"I thought it was a ghost who came to my door looking for death." Su Che muttered softly.

An Donglin was a little hesitant. Ever since he followed Su Che on the No. 714 ghost bus, he dropped the drunk Luo Kai off before getting back on the bus and was thrown away. Drive the route in order to find Su Che and the members of the Guitan Association.

After finally waiting for Su Che and everyone from the Ghost Story Association to finish their team building and return to Jiangcheng, he finally boarded the ghost bus No. 714 that he had been thinking about day and night. The guests participated in the broadcast of Jiangcheng Weird Radio Station.

But before his joyful emotions subsided, he was tragically left behind when the world of strange stories reappeared.

To be honest, when An Donglin's No. 714 ghost bus disappeared out of thin air in the black mist, he crashed into the bus sign on the side of the road at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, and almost turned into a meatloaf.

He was speechless.

Why did it become like this?Obviously, I was the one who was greeted by Mr. Su's big mouth at the beginning, and I was the one who sought Li Rusong's revenge, but why didn't I take me with me when I went to the team building?

Don't the living dead deserve human rights?

Chilled!

When will we living dead stand up?

Even though there were thousands of words in his heart, when An Donglin heard what Su Che muttered in a low voice, the blood flowing from his chest immediately splashed out, and the pavement was splattered everywhere.

"Ahem." Coughing twice in embarrassment, An Donglin straightened his attitude, "If you want to find ghosts, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort. It's becoming more and more difficult to see ghosts in Jiangcheng recently!"

"However." An Donglin changed the subject, "Being left behind by you, I have encountered two very evil places these days wandering around Jiangcheng."

"Where?" Su Che led the bald chicken closer to An Donglin.

Looking at the bald chicken's pitch-black claws, An Donglin showed fear, and paused before speaking, "One is Chengnan Private Middle School, and that school is already on summer vacation, but I came from Chengnan Private Middle School a few days ago. When passing by, I could see students staying in the teaching building of the school... These students gave me a strange feeling... At that time, I wanted to enter Chengnan Private Middle School to see what it was What's going on, but the moment I approached the gate of Chengnan Private Middle School, extreme terror fell on me."

"I was almost taken off the movable type from my forehead and turned into a dead person." An Donglin was terrified.

With an ugly smile on his face, An Donglin continued, "The other place is the River Lane Bridge. It was just past ten o'clock in the morning three days ago. More than 20 people died on the River Lane Bridge! Last time we were in Those who saw near Chengnan High-tech Park, they blocked the bridge as a whole less than half an hour after the incident happened, and suppressed the news that was broadcasting. Up to now, all the two kilometers around the bridge have been blocked by cards. It has not been released until today.”

"Is there such a thing?" Su Che showed surprise. He returned to Jiangcheng in the middle of the night three days ago, and he was still in Nanhe County when the bridge accident happened.

An Donglin thought for a while, and continued, "I heard that the upper reaches of the Lanjiang River have been under construction 24 hours a day for nearly half a month. There must be something under the River Barrier Bridge!"

Su Che was talking nonsense, the last part of the hell-level mission required him to jump from the bridge pier close to the 150-meter high bridge, if there is nothing under the bridge, there will be ghosts!

"Cut off the upper reaches of the Lanjiang River and completely cut off the river water, which saves me the time of jumping off the bridge!" Su Che thought silently. He really didn't want to play high-altitude diving. He saves trouble.

After thinking for a moment, Su Che looked at An Donglin and asked, "Lao An, why don't we go to Chengnan Private Middle School tonight to have fun?"

Chapter 360 The Burnt Corpse of the Second Teaching Building

Without the slightest hesitation, An Donglin agreed to Su Che's suggestion to go to Chengnan Private Middle School to have fun tonight.

Turning back to the rental house, Su Che carried the soul-calling flag and An Donglin to the direction of the private middle school in the south of the city. Although Su Che didn't know the specific effect of the soul-calling flag for the time being, but seeing that the soul-calling flag was thick and long, it must be It must feel very sour to use it to smash ghosts.

The No. 714 bus slowly stopped at the side of the road, and it took Su Che a lot of effort to take out the thick and long evocation flag from the bus compartment.

This time, in order to deal with the terror of Yongxiang Su Che in Chengnan Private Middle School, he brought all his wealth.

The two chickens and one dog obtained from the Nanfeng Ghost Town Incident stuffed everything into his backpack. As Su Che got more and more items in his hand, his backpack became more and more difficult, so he could only pack the dark The long-handled umbrella and blood-stained high-heeled shoes are treated as plug-ins.

It is now 48:[-] in the morning, the heavy rain is unabated, and there are few vehicles on the road. Looking at the Chengnan Private Middle School shrouded in darkness, the tall, right-angled triangle-shaped school gate stands still in the heavy rain, and the squally rain beats the top of the school gate mercilessly. The huge semi-curved ceiling lifted by the hinges made a crackling sound.

Or because of the summer vacation, there was no light in the entire Chengnan Private Middle School, and against the background of the storm, there was a weird sense of disharmony.

This...isn't like school.

On the contrary, it looks like a graveyard, a graveyard covering the entire private middle school in the south of the city!

"Old An, are you ready?" Su Che asked An Donglin.

An Donglin nodded silently, the blood flowing from the wound on his chest pooled into a blood pool under his feet, and the eerie chill oppressed people.