No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Su Che smiled and nodded, "Hello, Miss Tian!"

Britney continued on.

"In the past few episodes of the program, we have successively brought you the latest spooky urban tales in Jiangcheng. For the sake of the program's effect, we even caused a broadcast accident and the program was rectified."

"But the temporary accident can't stop the Jiangcheng Weird Talk Radio Station, which has been uninterrupted for ten years, from stopping, and we are back!"

After finishing her speech, Xiao Tiantian gave Su Che her eyes, and said softly, "So this time we have invited a special guest, Mr. Su, to bring you the ultimate and real urban strange talk."

"I don't know what kind of strange urban tales Mr. Su is going to tell this time?"

Su Che recalled the ghost story that he started making up before dawn this morning, and said in a low tone, "It's a real urban ghost story that once happened!"

"Hehehe." Xiao Tiantian chuckled, "Mr. Su may still be a little unfamiliar with our Jiangcheng Ghost Talk Radio Station. Since we founded the radio station, all the ghost talk stories we have told are real!"

"Really?" Su Che pretended to be surprised, "That's because I'm really ignorant. The urban ghost story I'm going to tell next happened in Jiangcheng, which is also my personal experience."

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Meng Liang turned off the radio that was listening to Jiangcheng Weird Talk Radio, stretched out his broad palms and rubbed the tight scalp on his bald head, rolled down the car window to reveal his strong biceps, and scanned the entire street with his keen eyes to find potential guests.

"Yiwu Small Commodity Market... consecration of the mahogany sword... and the red-robed female ghost who sewed up dead bodies in room 503 of the hotel. The urban ghost stories he told are much better." Meng Liang was still immersed in the urban ghost stories told by the Jiangcheng strange talk radio station just now and couldn't extricate himself.

After a while, a person rushed out from the alley not far from where he parked, opened the car door and got into the rear compartment.

"Where are you going?" Meng Liang glanced at the passengers who got into the rear compartment and asked professionally.

From time to time, the passenger in the back seat hummed a strange tune with incomplete tone, as if he was listening to music with headphones on, and did not answer Meng Liang.

Meng Liang raised his voice and continued to ask, "Where are you going?"

This time, the passengers in the back seat seemed to have heard Meng Liang's words, and answered in a husky voice, "Go to Jiangcheng Funeral Parlor, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Brother, it's not fun to go to the funeral parlor at night!"

Meng Liang quietly put his eyes on the rearview mirror and observed the passenger in the back seat. The passenger was not tall, but rather thin. He was wearing a loose off-white sportswear with a hood covering most of his head. He looked like an ordinary Ordinary people who run at night to keep fit.

"Don't worry, master, it's getting late. I ran a few streets and saw your car. I have a relative who works as a night shift security guard at a funeral home. He asked me to help bring something there." The passenger on the back seat raised his head. , the half face exposed under the hood had a flattering smile, "Why don't you send me to the funeral home first, driver, and I will deliver the things by myself, and then send me to the outskirts of the city! You can see that this is okay ?”

The more Meng Liang listened to the male voice of the passenger in the back seat, the more he felt uncomfortable, but he didn't hear anything wrong with his words, and it was a big deal. After running this order, he estimated that he could make money. He would need to run all night to make money on weekdays. What's more, he doesn't need to send it to the funeral home.

Meng Liang thought for a while, and was a little moved, thinking that this single can run.

"That's fine, I agreed in advance, I'll just take you to the funeral parlor, and you can walk the rest of the way by yourself!"

The passengers in the back row are quite talkative, "No problem, as long as you don't think I'm troublesome."

"Listening to urban ghosts and ghost stories all day has made me less timid. With my physique, criminals who have malicious intentions of carjacking dare to get in the car?" Meng Liang started the car, thinking, " I wish I could have criminals come to hijack the car, if I break it and take it to the police station, the bonus alone will be enough for me to run the car for a few months!"

There were very few vehicles on the road at night. Meng Liang drove the taxi very fast. It took only ten minutes to drive out of the bustling urban area. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians and shops with lights on the roadside. He continued to drive towards Jiangcheng. Going in the direction of the funeral home.

The passengers in the back seat kept humming a weird tone. Meng Liangxian was bored driving alone, so he took the initiative to talk to the passenger in the back seat, "Brother, I heard that the night shift security guards in Jiangcheng Funeral Parlor are treated very well. The one-month salary in the room is at least tens of thousands, so that relative of yours must be earning a lot, right?"

"Do you know?" The passenger in the back seat still had the voice of a male duck, "In their business, they are afraid of making money and spending money. Jiangcheng funeral parlor is not a good place."

There is a drowsy scene outside the car window. Now, there are only large areas of uninhabited and operating houses on both sides of the street, and sidewalks with few pedestrians. Apart from the muffled roar of the engine, it is quiet and scary.

"Brother... Brother, don't scare me. Jiangcheng Funeral Parlor is a serious municipal unit, why do you think it's a deadly job..." Meng Liang He stammered and said.

Hearing Meng Liang's words, the passengers in the back seat laughed. Quack's male duck voice made a strange laugh, and half of the face leaking out from under the hood smiled extraordinarily ferociously.

Meng Liang looked at the passengers from the rearview mirror in horror. Looking at the ferocious smiles of the passengers in the back seat, he couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat while holding the steering wheel tightly. He saw the grinning mouth of the passenger in the back seat... ....

No teeth, no tongue, no gums...

Only the terrifying black hole mouth that made his heart feel cold...

Chapter 430 Come here quickly, let's go racing in Lanjiang!

Meng Liang was so frightened that he lost his mind and hurriedly looked away from the rearview mirror.

"You're afraid." The passenger in the back seat spoke again, with a weird drake voice full of jokes, "What are you afraid of? Is it me?"

The steering wheel of the taxi was completely soaked in cold sweat from Meng Liang's palm, and the atmosphere in the car became extremely oppressive, which gradually made Meng Liang feel like he was having difficulty breathing.

"Big... big brother, you, you, you... Be normal..." Meng Liang trembled, and secretly touched the one-key alarm button.

"Normal?"

The weird tone of the passenger in the back seat was cast with a layer of gloomy color. Under the hood, a pair of eyes that were as hollow as the mouth and completely black without anything were staring fixedly at the rearview mirror ahead. When he couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror, he would always grin his mouth and show a sinister smile with unknown meaning.

Meng Liang knew nothing about it.

The trembling of the arm was getting bigger and bigger, and the hand holding the steering wheel was stiff like a spasm. Following the cold gaze of the passenger in the back seat, a chill climbed up the spine and to the back of the head.

The taxi drove fast, and the Jiangcheng Funeral Home, which stood like a tombstone in front of the hill, appeared in Meng Liang's sight. There was no light in the area of ​​300 meters around the funeral home except for the pale lights.

But when Meng Liang saw the miserable white lights, he seemed to see a savior. He stepped on the taxi and hurriedly opened the door. The night wind blew into the car along the door gap, and Meng Liang's clothes soaked in cold sweat clinged to his body. It was so cold that he couldn't sit still, and he was going to pick up his fist the size of a clay pot and beat his teeth all over the floor if the passenger in the back seat made any abnormal movements.

Meng Liang wiped the cold sweat on his palms on his clothes, "It's here."

"Master driver, please stop here and wait for me. I'll come over as soon as I deliver the things." The passenger in the back seat seemed to be a little unsatisfied. He covered his face in the hood and slowly opened the back door to get out of the car. .

The passengers in the back seat walked along the sidewalk to the Jiangcheng funeral home not far away, and finally entered the funeral home under Meng Liang's gaze.

The carriage where Meng Liang was left alone became extremely quiet, and the lighting of the funeral parlor, which he regarded as a life-saving straw just now, became very permeating in his eyes, and the miserable white light made him upset.

"This person doesn't even have a tongue or teeth in his mouth, only a dark mass is left, and he can still talk. It seems that he is not a serious person. Forget it, let's just take a trip for nothing and slip away. " Meng Liang didn't even bother to wipe off the cold sweat streaming down his forehead, he directly locked the door and started the car to turn around and prepare to leave the passengers who had just got off the car and leave alone.

When the accelerator was pressed to the bottom, the roar of the engine echoed in his ears, but Meng Liang couldn't care too much, he just wanted to stay away from the passengers who got off the car just now, just a little further away!

The scenery on both sides of the road flew by, Meng Liang held his breath and drove for more than ten minutes, leaving the Jiangcheng Funeral Home, which stood like a tombstone in the dense night, far behind him, and finally relaxed with relief.

The exhausted feeling of exhaustion was transmitted to the brain through the nerve endings. Meng Liang breathed in fresh air like a rescued person from drowning. He collapsed powerlessly in the driver's seat of the taxi and slowed down a little bit.

"Wait, what is this?" Meng Liang glanced at the rearview mirror suddenly, and he saw that there seemed to be something in the rear compartment where the passengers who got off the car just sat.

Continuing to slow down the car, Meng Liang focused on looking at the rearview mirror. Only then did he fully see that what was in the back seat was...a piece of meat connected to the connective tissue of the throat. This piece of meat even Blood was still dripping out, dripping with blood, bloody and bloody.

Looking at the shape, this piece of meat is exactly like a tongue cut off by a sharp weapon!

"The passenger just now had nothing in his mouth...this tongue in the backseat...couldn't be..."

Meng Liang didn't dare to continue thinking, a cold wind suddenly blew on his neck, he felt a chill all over his body, and goose bumps popped out of his skin uncontrollably.

"Strange, I have closed all the car windows, why is there still wind coming in?"

Subconsciously looking up at the rearview mirror, he suddenly found that there was no one in the rear compartment, and suddenly a dead gray face appeared and was pressed against the protective bar.

The eyes and mouth of the dead gray face were completely black, with a malicious smile that Meng Liang couldn't describe in words.

"Look at how careless I was, I left something on your car and forgot to take it away." The dead gray face kept opening and closing, and the voice was still that weird drake voice.

"Hmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Meng Liang screamed, and the ear-piercing screams continued to echo on the dark road in the dead of night.

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Leaving the unfinished building of Jiangdu Garden in the early morning on time, Su Che hailed the No. 714 bus at the bus stop of the abandoned Jiangdu Garden Station and walked into the carriage.

Kuang Cheng and Qian Fatzi were fooling around, and they didn't see anyone all night, so only Britney, who had finished broadcasting weird talk radio, followed Su Che into the No. 714 bus.

Bai Jing, who was sitting in the special seat for the elderly, the weak, and the sick, still stared at Su Che with hatred, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood, to which Su Che responded with a kind smile.

"Thanks to Miss Bai, I gave the hermit a big gift package during the day, I believe he will be so excited!"

"You...you bastard...clothed beast...human scum..." Bai Jing poured out vicious curses on Su Che.

Hearing Bai Jing's impotent and furious clamor, Su Che didn't take it seriously at all. He randomly found a seat by the window and sat down, silently waiting for the subdued ghost to drive the No. 714 bus to the vicinity of Lanjiang.

Bai Jing yelled and scolded for seven or eight minutes. Seeing that Su Che didn't respond, she could only shut her mouth angrily, and looked behind her very distressed. After losing the effect of refining cow's tears, she couldn't see the white shirt sitting behind her. The female ghost can only be judged by the shallow scorched marks on the seat behind her that the white-clothed female ghost still exists.

The No. 714 bus was driving on the streets of Jiangcheng according to its usual route. One bus stop after another was left behind by the bus, and it soon arrived at the Jiangjunfen North Station on the bank of the Lanjiang River.

Because the upper reaches of the Lanjiang River were completely cut off and the river receded, the drop-shaped artificial island in the center of the Lanjiang River was completely exposed to Su Che's sight. He immediately noticed a few faint searchlights flickering on the position of the drop-shaped artificial island. However, it seems that someone is walking on the river bed near the artificial island to search for something.

"Stop!" Su Che asked the subdued ghost to stop the 714 bus that was running normally, and quickly walked out of the car and walked to the sightseeing belt by the river to look at the direction of the center of the river.

The next scene was indeed the same as what Su Che saw before.

After the river flow was cut off, thick silt was deposited on the riverbed of the Lanjiang River, and a group of sneaky figures were faintly visible on the man-made island in the center of the Lanjiang River, struggling in the silt. They didn't look like good people at all.

"Okay! It's here!" Su Che looked at a group of sneaky figures who were struggling on the mud, and waved at the uniformed ghost at the driver's seat of the No. 714 bus, "Come here, let's go racing down the Lanjiang River!"

Chapter 430 IX Not staying at home to sleep well at night, running to fight at the bottom of the Lanjiang River?

The subdued ghost stepped on the accelerator, and the rusty No. 714 bus let out a roar like a ghost, and a foul-smelling exhaust gas was ejected from the exhaust pipe.

bang——

The No. 714 bus crashed into the riverside guardrail, making a muffled sound of steel friction and twisting, and rushed down the dry riverbed of the Lanjiang River along the inclined flood embankment.

The body shook constantly, as if it was about to fall apart under the strong impact, but everyone in the car knew that this was obviously impossible.

Because it's a ghost bus!

The dim car lights were particularly conspicuous in the dark night when there was no light around. A group of people who were sneaking and struggling in the mud immediately found something rushing down from the flood embankment.

"car!"

"A car is coming!"

"That car seems to be the No. 714 ghost bus!"

The dazzling incandescent searchlights streaked across the dark night sky, and the concentrated light reflected the rusted body of the No. 714 bus covered with weeds. The crowd on the muddy Lanjiang River bed recognized the speeding No. 714 bus .

"Hurry up, drive faster, don't let them run away!" Standing beside the subdued ghost, Su Che said, pointing at the crowd in the mud who were desperately trying to escape.

"Got it, no problem!" The ghost in uniform asked Su Che in a low voice while driving, "Brother, you see, I have been driving this shabby ghost bus for so long, even if I don't have credit, I have hard work, can I Put me in another place, I really don't want to drive this ghost bus."

Su Che completely understands the request of subduing the ghost. Ever since Su Che kicked it into the compartment of bus No. 714 at Jiangjunfen North Station and forced it into the interior of the ghost bus, it has never left the ghost bus. , as a conscious remaining ghost, it is normal to feel bored.

So Su Che nodded calmly and agreed to the subdued ghost's idea of ​​being transferred from the ghost bus, and said kindly, "You will guard against the ghost below Lanjiang tonight!"

"What?" The subdued ghost was run over by a wheel, and in less than five seconds, the horrific face went through joy, astonishment, shock, and finally the mental journey of fear.

"No!" The subduing ghost wailed sadly.

The No. 714 bus has already driven into the muddy Lanjiang riverbed, and the extremely deep darkness gathers around the body, so that the No. 714 bus can still walk on the uneven riverbed as if on the ground.

The crowd fleeing in the mud was getting closer and closer, the uniformed ghost almost stepped on the accelerator, it held the steering wheel tightly, an ugly smile appeared on its miserable face, and was about to charge towards the crowd.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.