No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

No need for Su Che to say much, the old horse made up in his mind that Su Che was holding this consecrated sharp wooden stick and fought for [-] rounds with the ghost in Lao Ding's fifth uncle's mourning hall, and finally used the severely worn consecrated sharp wooden stick Get rid of ghosts one after another dangerously, and save all the living people who are haunted by ghosts.

Now, the [-]-year-old man who has become a ghost is included in the black book by Su Che, and has become a real ghost story. The living people whose cognition has been changed by it wake up one after another. it is good.

But the old horse watched the group of living people drink to death, and would not stop the crazy behavior until he drank himself to death. At that time, he was changed by the ghost and thought that this was common sense. Now that he wakes up, he feels nothing but fear.

"What year is this? Ma, you have to believe in science. There's nothing wrong with it. It's just that Lao Ding's fifth uncle is too enthusiastic. He just invited everyone to have a few drinks with him." Su Che explained.

The expression on the old horse's face was confused at first, then you were teasing me, and finally it turned into a clear expression, "Mr. Su, I understand, I understand everything, God knows this matter, you know it, I know it , no one else will know, you can rest assured!"

What do you understand?

Su Che raised his brows, he just said a few sassy words to make fun of him as usual, I am afraid that there is something wrong with the strange expression on your face, old horse, a big problem!

It was noon when Su Che and Lao Ma returned to Jiangcheng, and the rain that had lasted for two consecutive days finally stopped completely. Turn back to the rental house and continue to study how to successfully consecrate.

In the living room of the rented house, the living room at this time is more crowded than before, with street lamp-like evocation flags and paper lamps, dark long-handled umbrellas and blood-stained high-heeled shoes that are quiet under the double suppression of paper lamps during the day.

It's just that the bald chicken and the little hen are restless. They always want to escape from the cage of the rented house where Su Che imprisoned them freely. They are twins and never want to see Su Che, a wicked person. Fortunately, Su Che's number one dog has big legs. The black dog treated the two chickens fiercely and thwarted their countless escape plans.

The end result was that the big black dog's head was blown off by two rooster hammers, his body was covered with cuts and bruises, and the black hair of the dog floated all over the living room.

Seeing that the living room of his rental house could be as messy as the scene of the mourning hall in front of the door, Su Che caressed the head of the big black dog without a trace, then put the two chickens into the chicken coop, sighed and said inwardly, "Still Luckily it's not at night, otherwise Sister Xia upstairs will come to knock on the door again tonight."

After simply tidying up the messy living room, Su Che took out his mobile phone, opened the memo and wrote an entry.

'Consecration Experiment 012, Experiment Result: Failed'

'Necessary materials for consecration: lightning strike wood (×), lightning strike wood that produces some imperceptible changes after contact with ghosts (√), then can non-lightning strike wood materials that are in contact with ghosts have the same or weakened effect of exorcism (to be verified)'

"Phew, the No. 13 consecration experiment has begun!" Su Che rubbed his hands together, and took out a sharp wooden stick that was burnt black. The production process has been breached by him to the last step, and he is about to complete it. He doesn't want any mistakes.

This time Su Che didn't wrap the yellow paper around the sharp wooden stick first, but picked out the blood-colored bacteria spots in the special plastic wrap, and painted crooked and ugly ghost symbols on both sides of the yellow paper bit by bit, and finally connected them to Wu The AB glue left over from the ghost baby's failure to glue the head was also taken out, almost reaching the level of engraving the consecrated mahogany sword on a one-to-one basis.

Not only the sides of the yellow paper, Su Che didn't let go of the burnt black surface of the sharp wooden stick, and also painted crooked and ugly ghost symbols with blood-colored plaques.

The last step is to use AB glue to stick the yellow paper full of ghost symbols on the inside and outside to the sharp wooden stick. Su Che holds his breath, just like peeling the apple skin in one go without breaking, and carefully cuts the yellow paper full of ghost symbols in one go. Stick well.

When the yellow paper covered the sharp wooden stick, an extremely obvious warm feeling emanated from the sharp wooden stick. Although it was not as good as the consecrated mahogany sword given by the system, there is no doubt that this is Su Che's successor to the Tomb of the Unknown. The second exorcism item that was successfully consecrated after that, declared that Su Che had thoroughly mastered the consecration process of the mahogany sword, and had taken a solid step towards wholesale consecrated weapons.

"This is one small step for me, Su, but one giant leap for mankind!"

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da da da da...

The sound of hurried and frantic footsteps sounded in the bottomless darkness, accompanied by panting.

Guo Yulin felt that her lungs were about to be torn apart. Under the stimulation of the burning pain, her heart was beating violently, and her brain seemed to be about to burst. Her eyes were black and her brain vessels were convulsing and convulsing. She couldn't even do simple breathing movements. He could only open his mouth and gasp for air with difficulty.

Another nightmare.

Guo Yulin broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at the environment she was in with horror, the dark corridor, the familiar but slightly unfamiliar smell of formalin, the faintly visible human tissue specimens...

She was absolutely sure that this was definitely not the Nanfeng ghost town that often appeared in her nightmares, but more like... Jiangcheng Medical University.

That's right, that's right, it's Jiangcheng Medical University.

As a medical student majoring in clinical medicine at Jiang Medical University, the more she observed her environment, the more strangely familiar she felt.

"Why did this place appear in my dream?" Guo Yulin could clearly recognize that she was in a dream state.

The nightmare about the ghost town of Nanfeng disappeared without warning, and was replaced by Jiangcheng Medical University, where Guo Yulin was studying. The changes in it made her feel strongly disturbed.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in front of Guo Yulin. Guo Yulin suddenly raised her head and looked forward. The surrounding environment was so dark that it could be described as not seeing her fingers, but Guo Yulin could vaguely see a relatively spacious hall in front of her.

She was trembling, and walked into the hall with anxiety. The darkness in front of her eyes suddenly faded, and a vague black shadow was suspended in the air, shaking for a while.

Guo Yulin's back felt cold, and her hand trembled unconsciously, feeling ominous in her heart.

A blurry black figure faced Guo Yulin head-on while shaking, with shawl and long hair hanging forward, staring at her with pupils full of resentment and resentment.

This is a dead man.

Guo Yulin backed away subconsciously, but the corridor behind her disappeared strangely, and her back hit the wall, which was so hard that it was painful.

The dead man who was suspended in mid-air slowly raised his head, scarlet liquid dripped from its eyes, like very viscous blood, dripping and splashing on the cold floor.

Guo Yulin's scalp was numb, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on her body for a moment, her hands and feet became extremely cold at this moment, in addition to the fright she received, there was also fear that was about to fill her eye sockets in her eyes.

The dead man suddenly began to struggle, screaming at the top of his lungs, tearing and scratching the ropes that hung him in mid-air, ten fingers of both hands snapped off at the same time, the skin of the fingers was pierced to reveal white bones, and blood overflowed from the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He raised his neck like a proud white swan.

However, when its neck was so high that it couldn't go up, its movement didn't stop there, but continued to go up until...

Click.

Its neck was broken, and a bloody vertebra pierced through the back of the neck. The neck, which was raised high like a white swan, fell instantly, relying on the untorn flesh to sway.

Guo Yulin covered her mouth vigorously, trying her best not to let the scream of fear come out of her mouth. The broken neck of the dead man shook back and forth, and the two broken spines rubbed and collided with each other. Its face was covered with blood, full of unwillingness and resentment. Emotional eyes reflect Guo Yulin's face.

The dead man who was hung in the air looked exactly like Guo Yulin.

Do not!

Not only do they look exactly the same!

"This dead person is me!" An inexplicable thought rose in Guo Yulin's heart.

As Guo Yulin saw the dead man's face, the wind blew her whole body cold, and subconsciously touched her own face, where it was icy cold, like a lifeless stone.

Opening her eyes, the familiar ceiling appeared in Guo Yulin's eyes. She stretched out her hand to caress her cheek as if in a dream. This touch made Guo Yulin's heart go cold.

She got up from the bed like crazy, stumbled all the way to the bathroom, and turned on the incandescent light.

The face reflected in the mirror mounted on the wall of the bathroom sink was shrouded in a lingering haze, and on both sides of the cheeks and neck, there was a bruised purple bruise stretching continuously to the back of the neck, making Guo Yulin shudder.

This bruise is exactly the same as the wound after Guo Yulin saw the corpse with a broken spine in her nightmare!

"What's wrong with me?"

Guo Yulin didn't know what happened to her. The previous nightmare about Nanfeng Ghost Town had made her nervous, but now it was completely different from the previous nightmare of Nanfeng Ghost Town, and it was even more terrifying... Guo Yulin You can be sure that you have encountered a supernatural event [-]%.

Thinking back to the strange person who was hacked to death by a blood-stained long knife falling from the sky downstairs in her during the day, but finally disappeared without a trace, like a corpse, she felt chills in her heart.

The fragmented memories of Nanfeng Ghost Town emerged in her mind. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, Guo Yulin felt a convulsion in her heart, "I must have encountered something in Nanfeng!"

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[Mission Progress Update: Hunter in the Dark Night (Tier 28) 30/[-]]

It was already dark, and Su Che suddenly heard an emotional notification sound from the system. He was a little confused, "Could it be that I'm stuck with a bug again? This seems to be the third time that the progress notification of this task appears today!"

In order to prevent the upstairs neighbor, Xia, from performing the feat of the Lion's Roar smashing the door again tonight, Su Che had no choice but to rush to the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden with all his belongings. After all, this place has a lot of space and few living people. any shortcomings.

When the moon was dark and the wind was high, Su Che hid the lightning-struck crooked neck tree that Lao Ma unloaded at the Jiangdu Garden bus platform during the day in a hidden place, and then broke into the Ghost Talk Association in Room 4, 14th Floor, Building 1444, Jiangdu Garden alone with large bags. .

Tonight's Ghost Story Association was extremely deserted, only An Donglin, a homeless half-living person, stayed here.

His condition was very bad. After he came out from Huanggang Village, the smell of rotting corpses became more and more intense. Large and large corpse spots emerged from his skin, which did not dissipate after a long time.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, it was the time when the Jiangcheng Ghost Story Radio Station was about to start broadcasting. Kuang Cheng and Xiao Tiantian entered the Ghost Story Association according to the time, and ran into Su Che who was chatting with An Donglin here.

Now An Donglin is looking for Li Rusong in Huanggang Village to vent the hatred accumulated in his heart for a long time, so that the will to survive has become quite weak, and he has a strong tendency to self-destruct.

Kuang Cheng and Xiao Tiantian obviously didn't know that An Donglin and Su Che fought in and out of ghosts in Huanggang Village last night, and made a big news. Have their coolies held team building to persecute ghosts elsewhere?

After all, the ghosts in Jiangcheng are under the command of Su Che, who has the names of enthusiastic citizens Mr. Su and Jiangcheng ghosts, and they escaped from Jiangcheng overnight with their coffins on their shoulders. Since the two of them knew that there are ghosts in this world, they have never seen ghosts like this one. Such a clean Jiangcheng.

At last there were no ghosts running around and harming the living at night. The taxi drivers and bus drivers who run night buses all over Jiangcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Kuang Cheng is very interested in this, as long as there is a salary increase as an incentive, he said that he has nothing to fear.

When the alarm clock ticked off at midnight, Su Che stood up and smiled at Kuang Cheng and Xiao Tiantian and said, "There is nothing to do tonight, let's go for a ride together!"

Chapter 410 Hermit: I must abolish this knife!

The No. 714 bus passed by the side of the road without a sound. A few days ago, there was a broadcast accident and the Jiangcheng Ghost Talk Radio Station, which was suspended for repair, once again sent out the voice of the strange talk radio station to the vast number of ghost talk lovers in Jiangcheng.

"This is Jiangcheng Weird Talk Radio Station. It has been going on for ten years without interruption, and is committed to bringing you the most thrilling, bizarre and terrifying urban strange talk."

"Hi everyone, I'm the host Xiao Tiantian."

Xiao Tiantian's soft and soft voice was broadcast through the Jiangcheng Weitan Radio Station.

Not only did Su Che and his group take the No. 714 bus for a ride in Jiangcheng, but also the hermit who realized that he was out of luck.

Two full days have passed since he was entangled in the blood-stained bone cutting knife thrown by Su Che in No. [-] ward of Qingshan Mental Hospital.

In normal times, two days is nothing more than a snap of the fingers for the hermit, but after being entangled with the blood-stained bone-chopping knife, he fully realized what kind of life these four words represent. torment.

two days!

Two full days!

Do you know how miserable the time of these two hermits have been?

He was hacked to death 32 times by this bloody bone cutter!

He was hacked to death by the blood-stained bone knife every two hours on average, no matter where he was, no matter what he was doing, and no matter where he threw the blood-stained bone knife.

"This knife has recognized me, and it will never give up until it hacks me to death!"

It's not that the hermit didn't think of pretending to be dead to cheat the curse of the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, but it's useless. It doesn't matter if he pretends to be dead, but this blood-stained bone-slicing knife can whip corpses!

The blood-stained bone-cutting knife fell again and again, chopping the hermit into a pulp. After confirming that the hermit was completely silent, he was willing to let him go. When he sat up in shock again in a dying illness, he was ready to talk and laugh for another year. , the blood-stained bone cutter fell silently and cut off half of his head, only then did he realize that the clown was me.

Touching the blood-stained bone-cutting knife stuck in the skull, the hermit was already depressed and unable to recover, and even had the idea that this is it, this knife can't kill me anyway, and it doesn't matter if it continues to chop.

However, when the hermit attacked the girl who had caught a glimpse of him in Xixi Lane two days ago, and was about to kill her, he was interrupted by the blood-stained bone-chopping knife in the middle, and his success fell short.

It doesn't matter if you chop me up, as long as you want, I am a hermit, I am not as knowledgeable as a brainless knife like you, but it is too much for you to stop me from killing people, you want me to die as a hermit without a burial land.

Tolerable or unbearable!

If you don't abolish your demon knife, write my hermit's name upside down.

The night was dark and everything was quiet. At the iron and steel plant on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, the figure of the hermit with half of his head missing appeared on the wall of the steel plant. The machine roared.

He glared viciously at the blood-stained bone-chopping knife in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt light in his hand, and the blood-stained Bone Slicing Knife, which had no weight at all, disappeared from his hand.

Where is my knife?

So long a knife, if you say you can't see it, it will disappear?