No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Zhu Yuan's chest felt tight, and he almost choked to death on Su Che's words.

Catch zombies to make perpetual motion machines to generate electricity, and dump garbage into the bottomless well that is a derivative of the supernatural event in Huanggang Village. Do you hear that this is still human?

Horror supernatural events that others can't avoid, a slight mistake will cause the terrible supernatural event to get out of control and disaster, and you will become a victim who can do whatever you want?

Who do you think you are, ghosts worry!

Ignoring Su Che's astonishing speech, Zhu Yuan continued, "At 03:30 in the morning that night, I led the team to go deep into the ghosts of Huanggang Village, and an alley appeared in front of our eyes."

"This alley...is a night alley!"

"When we entered the Huanggang Village Ghost Creature, the red and white evil spirits in Huanggang Village had already collided with each other. This ghost is far more terrifying than ordinary red-clothed ghosts."

Zhu Yuan's tone became more and more serious, "We who entered Huanggang Village hastily did not expect that the diffusion-level supernatural event described in the call to the police as the resurrection of the dead would directly escalate into a rare destruction-level supernatural event.... ...The members of the second action team died one by one under the attack of the Red and White Shuangsha......In the end, I was the only one left."

"Do you know what it's like to feel that your colleagues and comrades-in-arms who have been with you day and night are dying inexplicably one after another in front of you, but you are powerless?"

Or trapped in the coffin for too long, when the scenes of the past emerged in front of his eyes, Zhu Yuan actually had a feeling that things are right and wrong.

"I decided to detonate the tactical nuclear weapon I carried to completely wipe out Huanggang Village, where the spooky events were out of control." Zhu Yuan's tone became extremely bitter, "As you can see, I failed, and the spooky events in Huanggang Village have already been used. A destructive supernatural event that even tactical nuclear weapons cannot destroy, and I was also trapped in the coffin just now, until today when you broke into Huanggang Village."

Through Zhu Yuan's recounting of his memories, Su Che learned more about the supernatural events in Huanggang Village. He said in a deep voice, "No, you should have succeeded, old Zhu!"

"The supernatural events in Huanggang Village didn't completely get out of control. At least before I entered Chengnan Private Middle School, the supernatural events caused by Huanggang Village didn't tend to get out of control. It only spread inside Chengnan Private Middle School!"

"That's good... that's good... as long as the sacrifice was not in vain." Zhu Yuan whispered to himself with a complex expression.

Su Che patted Zhu Yuan on the shoulder, looked at the wedding procession that was getting closer and closer to them, and said comfortingly, "The past is over, now let the two of us solve the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village completely. Put an end to everything!"

"..." Zhu Yuan was speechless, and slandered, "I told you so much to remind you, be careful, not to let you clamor to rush up and confront the red and white shuangsha head-on!"

The purpose of persuading Su Che with his own lessons as a negative teaching material has little effect, so Zhu Yuan can only continue to nod silently, "Mr. Su, take it easy."

"No problem, I, Su, never do anything uncertain, I will definitely take it easy!" Su Che fully agreed.

Not long after the exchange between the two, the originally dark village began to gradually brighten up again at this time.

A faint smell of fireworks diffused from the winding and rugged country roads. It was the smell of burning paper money. Su Che had smelled it on the Huatian Building's soul-returning night, but the smell of fireworks that permeated was stronger than that of Huatian Building. The night of Soul Ye was even more pungent and deserted.

With the blowing of gongs and drums, the hilarious sound of locks came oncoming, but this kind of excitement made people feel uneasy from the bottom of their hearts.

As the wedding procession got closer and closer, Su Che saw a wedding procession dressed in festive wedding attire, whose exposed skin showed a deathly purple color.

They dance grotesquely, just like the villain paintings depicted in Qiu Lan's diary, weird, eerie and evil.

Su Che stood in front of them, and his thick and long soul slammed into the ground. He shouted loudly, "I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to get by from now on, save money to buy roads!"

Chapter 380 Two: How Many Red Clothes Are There Around You?

"???"

Is this what you said take it easy?

Seeing Su Che standing in front of the wedding procession, holding a soul-calling banner, with the aura of one man acting like a guard, Zhu Yuan opened his mouth, "Brother, can I call you brother? This is a supernatural event, not a fight." what!"

The ear-piercing sound of blowing gongs, drums and suonas approached quickly, and a strange fragrance suddenly spread from the nostrils, and the already turbid air became extremely sticky at this moment.

Zhu Yuan's rotting face showed a bit of seriousness, "It's useless to escape, the only way now is to follow Mr. Su to stop the red sha, prevent the red and white shackles from colliding, and then look for opportunities to contain or destroy the Huanggang village. supernatural event."

The entire dirt road was illuminated by the red light reflected by the blood lantern, and at the same time, the night covered by dark clouds was getting darker and darker. Only black and red were left in front of Su Che's eyes.

The red light of the blood lanterns competes with the radiance scattered by the paper-wrapped candles, so that the not-so-large country road presents two distinct colors, and the candles vibrate silently.

With Su Che's keen perception, he could already vaguely detect the deep malice conveyed from the sending-off team in front.

His expression remained the same as before, and he took out the blood-stained high-heeled shoes hanging outside his backpack.

The high-heeled shoes can still make a rattling sound when stepping on the mud. Zhang Yi, holding a long-handled black umbrella, hovers outside the range of the paper-made lamp, or feels that the light of the paper-made lamp is shining against the wedding procession ahead. The blood-red mang fighting for the front has relatively no time to take care of himself.

A figure with a huge mouth full of fangs appeared under the umbrella of the pitch-black long-handled umbrella, and a large number of terrifying grimaces spurted out of the huge mouth of the fangs for free, covering the sky and roaring towards the wedding procession.

And the blood-stained high-heeled shoes that Su Che took out didn't stop. Far away from the paper light, Huang Xiaoying's figure appeared on the blood-stained high-heeled shoes, and the wedding procession exuded a strange aura from inside to outside. Instinctive hesitation, as if he didn't want to face such a terrifying ghost.

But after a while, it still threw out the three puppets in its arms, a dirty little boy with a bad smell, a hateful little girl in a white dress, and a red dress with limbs cut off.

On the country roads of Huanggang Village, there was a sudden ghostly aura, howling screams and various distorted negative emotions intertwined, wantonly showing its terrifying side to the living.

Zhu Yuan said that it was a lie that he wasn't frightened. Seeing Su Che calmly call out a group of red-clothed ghosts, posing as if he was going to fight, he couldn't help saying, "Mr. ?”

"No!" Su Che categorically denied, "We are taking the ghost bride out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

Well, anyway, Zhu Yuan also knew that Su Che would not admit it.

When he raised his spirits, his rotten face turned extremely pale, and the only eyes that could tell that he was a living person gradually became numb, without the slightest expression, and his whole person seemed to be transformed into a ghost in an instant, lifeless and lifeless.

"Since you want to grab a kiss, then do your best!"

next moment.

The two opposing lights on the country road flickered for a while, the dark night was fleeting, and the stench of rotting corpses spread wildly.

Su Che saw that during the spread of the stench of rotting corpses, the wedding procession that came along the country road wearing wedding clothes and dancing strangely seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the speed of their progress slowed down significantly.

What's more, Xifu Ghost, who was facing the rotting corpse directly, fell down without warning, and his exposed bluish-purple skin suddenly turned into the same pale color as Zhu Yuan's face, as if he was dead.

"The ghost on his body is more terrifying than Old Zhao's bloody hands!" Su Che turned his head and glanced at Zhu Yuan. At this time, Zhu Yuan looked more like a corpse than when Su Che saw him in the coffin.

Since Zhu Yuan made the move ahead of time, Su Che didn't bother to continue talking nonsense, he raised the soul-calling banner with both hands, and threw it towards the big red wedding sedan chair in the middle of the procession with all his strength.

call out!

The sound of piercing through the air is like a sharp arrow coming out of a string, and it is particularly eye-catching in the weird interweaving of harsh suona and echoing wind chimes.

At this moment, the procession of seeing off relatives dancing strangely stopped suddenly, and one after another paper pierced figures in wedding dresses came out of the procession, and the bloody blood lanterns were shining brightly.

The soul-calling banners and banners fluttered, piercing through the paper-made people blocking its way forward without the slightest hindrance, and the bloody lanterns were extinguished one by one, until in front of the big red wedding sedan chair, the soul-calling banners were strung full of paper-made people and forced to stop.

"Hiss..." Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuan gasped, and complained in his heart, "If you want to participate in the Olympic javelin event, you must win a gold medal!"

"Be careful." Zhu Yuan couldn't help reminding Su Che.

Su Che hung the paper lamp on his backpack, and the professor Yang's teaching whip in his hand shot out a blazing blue arc, while the black mist spread in his other hand, and the butcher's knife showed its cold water-like blade, and a faint red mist lingered around the blade.

"Good guy, it's another red-clothed ghost, how many red-clothed ghosts are there around you!" Zhu Yuan bit the tip of his tongue, and the slight tingle told him that this was not a dream.

Su Che stepped forward and shouted loudly to Zhu Yuan, "Old Zhu, I'm going to fuck!"

The remaining blood color dissipated quickly, Zhu Yuan could no longer move or speak, the smell of rotting corpses became more intense, and the wedding procession on the country road was already slowed down to the extreme under the influence of this rotten smell.

The three ghosts released by Huang Xiaoying waited for an opportunity and rushed into the wedding procession. The dirty little boy looked at the wedding procession, which was more terrifying than any ghost he had ever seen before. Huang Xiaoying, who was urging herself to move forward, grinned viciously at the wedding procession, "I have no friends, can you be my friends?"

The curtains of the red wedding sedan chair fluttered, and a woman in a wedding dress sat in the wedding sedan chair with her hands crossed, and her long nails painted in bright red that were almost reflective reflected a dead and expressionless face.

Fierce resentment spewed out from the wedding sedan chair, and the gloomy Huanggang Village became even more eerie after the appearance of the ghost bride. Scattered corpses and stacked coffins along the country road clanged, and the wedding procession wore Under the influence of this kind of change, the ghost with blue and purple skin showed fierce and resentful expressions on the faces covered by the red curtain.

The stench from Zhu Yuan's rotting body could no longer disturb them. Zhu Yuan, unable to speak or move, exhausted all his strength to utter a complete sentence, "Hurry up, the funeral Bai Sha at the head of the village is coming!"

The faint blue will-o'-the-wisps lit up half of the night sky, and they were rapidly approaching the two lights of paper lanterns and blood lanterns that were facing each other.

"Strange, according to the previous estimate, it should take some time for the funeral procession from the village to contact the wedding procession. They have sped up their speed!" Su Che's heart skipped a beat.

"It doesn't matter, let's take away the ghost bride first. There is not even a ghost bride. Let me see how you want to carry out the ghost marriage!"

The butcher's knife slashed down in the air, and chopped the Xifu ghost who was flying towards him expressing fierce and resentful emotions into two parts. The turbulent blue arc swept forward, and large pieces of fine blue arcs collided and shattered, and the electric scorched The smell spreads.

Su Che's short-distance sprinting skills were fully released, the paper-tied mourning clothes he was wearing rattled in the wind, and the red-glowing butcher's knife slashed straight at the wedding sedan.

Chapter 380 Infiltrated into the ancestral hall of Huanggang Village and gave warmth to those two ghosts!

A faint wail resounded from the blade of the butcher's knife lingering in the faint red mist, and the blazing blue electric arc that had been stirred up just now was released from the top of Professor Yang's pointer.

The blazing blue electric arc was entangled with the light red mist lingering on the cold as water blade of the butcher's knife. It was as if Su Che was holding a long knife formed by gathering electric arcs, and slashed fiercely on the wedding sedan chair.

Boom.

The red wedding sedan chair was directly blasted by the blazing blue arc entangled in the blade of the butcher's knife, and the front curtain was blown away, but the ghost bride in the wedding dress remained motionless, her entire face was covered by the red curtain, making it impossible to see clearly The appearance, but the skin faintly visible from the gap of the red curtain is the same as the wedding ghost, pale and blue, and the face is ashen.

The ferocious resentment was not blocked by the wedding sedan chair, and he had contact with Su Che at zero distance. Suddenly, Su Che's ears were filled with shrill, piercing screams that almost pierced his eardrums.

A moment of dizziness.

There was a warm touch coming from the nostrils, needless to say, it was like that night when Su Che looked at the Yongxiang stone monument outside Chengnan Private Middle School, and was stimulated to bleed out nosebleeds.

Bang!

The butcher's knife in Su Che's hand continued unabated, and continued to cross his fingers straightly, chopping off the motionless Ghost Bride one after another.

The blazing blue electric arc surged and exploded, even overshadowing the competing light of the blood lantern and the paper lantern at Su Che's side.

At this moment, the crossed hands of the Ghost Bride who had not moved all this time suddenly moved, and it slowly stood up, dodging the butcher's knives that Su Che slashed at it one after another.

The speed of the ghost bride is very fast, but Su Che's speed is even faster. The ghost bride dodged the attack of the butcher's knife, and the two chickens that were tied by him with a dog leash and pretended to be thrown out immediately, breaking free from the paper tie used for camouflage. Mourning clothes, bald chickens and pullet wings appear very close to the ghost bride.

If the bald chicken and the little hen could talk, they would definitely jump up and scold Su Che. Ever since Su Che and Lao Wangtou were arrested from Nanfeng's hometown to Jiangcheng, the days of fighting ghosts have never ended, and The ghosts I bumped into were more terrifying than one.

We are just two ordinary country bullies, why should we bear so much unbearable weight.

The two pairs of corns trembled violently, and the fierce resentment gushed out by the ghost bride was more terrifying than any ghost they had ever seen before.

But they were thrown out by Su Che, what else could they do, they had to bite the bullet.

The bald chicken fluttered its featherless wings, and the already dark chicken paws seemed to be dyed with a layer of ink. It exuded a cold breath and imitated the movements of a big rooster, descending from the sky with the intention of cracking its head with a strong hand.

The pitch-black chicken paws passed by the red curtain covering the ghost bride's face, leaving six conspicuous scratches on it.

The little hen followed closely behind, flapping its wings and pecking hard at the eyes of the ghost bride covered by the red curtain with its hard beak.

The effect is more direct than the dark claws of the bald chicken. When the pullet's hard beak pecks off, the red curtain covering the face of the ghost bride is directly torn by it.

Those scattered on both sides of the road, who were being turned over by Su Che with Professor Yang's pointer, and who were struggling to get up, froze on the spot, and the red light of the blood lanterns flickered. Holding the blood lantern, he was dragged into the quagmire by the rotten stench from Zhu Yuan's body.

Su Che looked at the face that was revealed by the little hen pecking off the red curtain, and immediately felt alarm bells ringing in his heart, because the face of the ghost bride was not the female ghost in red wedding dress summoned by Su Che twice in psychic games. , not even the Qiu Lan that Su Che saw in his dream.

"It's not right, the ghost bride in the wedding sedan chair is also made of paper!" Seeing the ghost bride's face, Su Che suddenly realized.

He picked up the soul-calling streamer strung with paper figures from the ground, and threw it at the ghost bride who gradually turned into paper figures because the red curtain covering her face was pecked off by a hen.

As the red curtain on her face was pecked off, the ferocious resentment on the Ghost Bride instantly dissipated without a trace, and the soul-calling streamer thrown by Su Che easily penetrated her body, and the paper-wrapped wedding dress that was covered with skin burst open, revealing the A skeleton woven from bamboo tendons and bamboo cages.

"Old Zhu, this ghost bride was made out of paper!" Su Che led two chickens to Zhu Yuan who couldn't move and said.

Zhu Yuan's expression darkened by the news brought by Su Che, and the rotten smell from his body disappeared quickly, "If the ghost bride who came from the night alley was made out of paper, then where is the real ghost bride? "

Su Che dragged the wedding sedan chair on the road with a spirit-calling banner, and then carried the wedding sedan chair with Zhu Yuan into the weeds on the side of the road. He whispered what he found, "Huanggang Village has ghost marriages where supernatural events happen repeatedly. Ceremony, this is a wedding for the dead, so the villagers in Huanggang Village will definitely not bring two corpses to hold a ghost marriage. They should replace the real bride and groom with the bride and groom made of paper! I think the real bride and groom The bride should have been placed in the place where the ghost marriage is held long ago!"