No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Speaking of which, didn't Boss Yuan arrange for haunted house actors to cooperate with us in the live broadcast? Where are they?"

Looking haggard, Lao He was a little speechless looking at the group of anchors who were still energetic in the middle of the night. He took out his mobile phone and looked down at the time, "Everyone, it's more than four o'clock in the middle of the night. It's almost dawn in an hour, and the haunted house actors who stayed behind have already gone to bed, and I'm the only one waiting for you to come over."

"Why don't you take a rest for a day, and wait until dawn to familiarize yourself with the mechanism in the haunted house and arrange the set for the live broadcast. Can we do the live broadcast tomorrow night?"

"It's getting late, that's fine." Long Wenhua nodded in agreement with Lao He's proposal.

Even though it was a haunted house in Daliuwan where people were killed by pretending to play ghosts and whitewashing, it was better to spend time fishing with the set than rushing to put ducks on the shelves, not to mention that Long Wenhua had been busy all day until late at night, and he really needed to rest.

Long Wenhua turned to look at the three people in the commercial vehicle, "Are you all right?"

"No problem, I just want to sleep too!"

"Everything is arranged by Brother Long!"

The last person yawned loudly, as if silently explaining his attitude.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Long Wenhua decided, "Then it's a deal, the live broadcast will be in the haunted house tomorrow night!"

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Li Cheng was running wildly in the moonlight with the two puppets in his arms. At this time, he noticed rustling noises from some dark corners of the low Japanese-style buildings on the street after nightfall, as if there was something terrifying. something is about to appear.

Everything around is becoming weird, the shadows of trees under the moonlight, the low and deserted Japanese-style buildings, the dilapidated and faded signboards on the side of the road, especially the department store that was burned to black by the fire, all fell into a certain kind of darkness. In a disturbingly strange restlessness.

"Something's wrong. Something that I can't detect is happening in this ghost town. Do you know what's going on?"

He looked back in horror at the low wooden house he had escaped from, and he could vaguely see a male corpse lying on his back on the collapsed beams on the second floor of the wooden building, with his upper body straightened and dripping with water.

Malicious whispers of dolls in dress sounded in his ears, but at this moment Li Cheng couldn't distinguish useful information from these illogical malicious whispers, he could only hear the vague words of 'run away' and 'go forward' Don't look back' and words that are repeated many times.

There was no room for Li Cheng to think, so he could only listen to the malicious murmur of the doll in a suit and escape from the wooden house, running forward, running forward...

And when he looked back and asked the question, the male corpse that straightened up from the collapsed beams on the second floor of the wooden building, and the water flowed across the upper body, suddenly seemed to have noticed Li Cheng's gaze, and the whole corpse was like Because of the loss of the support of the skeleton, the upper body that had just straightened collapsed forward, showing a strange posture as if the whole corpse was broken in two.

And after the male corpse collapsed, the head on the corpse seemed to have lost the support of the spine and broke from the junction of the head and neck. out.

Sudden.

The head that fell from the male corpse moved. It turned 180 degrees from the ground at a speed that made Li Cheng's scalp tingle, and opened his eyes facing Li Cheng who was running wildly under the moonlight. Reasonable evil.

pat.

Accompanied by a slight noise, Li Cheng felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and a coldness emerged from the depths of his heart for no reason.

"Ghost! That ghost is chasing after me!"

Die, die, die!

Li Cheng roared wildly in his heart, and what directly appeared on his face was the cold sweat that seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

There was no way, his body was weak, and he would sweat uncontrollably whenever he was frightened.

Li Cheng's pupils shrank violently, and he saw that the head that had just rolled down from the eaves rolled out from between his running legs strangely, opened his mouth full of rotten teeth, raised his head, and bit it violently .

"Gan!"

His whole body was shaking.

What if I let this dead man's head take a bite?

Li Cheng's face turned extremely pale in an instant. He showed extraordinary agility in the face of the two life-and-death matters of defending his little brother and his own life.

The explosion of potential forcefully avoided the rotten teeth of the dead man's head, but he did not pay a price. The dead head passed by the little brother obviously would not stop there, and bit Li Cheng's shaking hind thigh viciously with lightning speed.

pain.

The heart-piercing pain spread from the place where the dead man's head bit his back thigh to his whole body. At this moment, Li Cheng even thought that he would die from this heart-piercing pain.

"Quick, pull it off my thigh, hiss..." Li Cheng didn't finish his sentence, only to see the dead man's head that was biting his back thigh let go of his mouth and gurgled on the ground again. Rolling, there is no trace for a while.

But the heart-piercing pain on his body still exists, no, it doesn't just exist, but intensifies, wave after wave of severe pain erodes the brain and sanity, and the miserable howls and screams are unstoppable from now on. It came out of his mouth, and hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

The angina pectoris that made people sweat drenched wave after wave.

"Help, if you don't come out to save people, I'm going to die of pain here!" Bowing his body and falling to the ground, the cold asphalt road did not provide the slightest comfort and relief to his painful body, but it was like an electric shock It brought a sharp sting, so that the place where it touched the asphalt road spasmed like a cramp.

The two puppets in his arms remained motionless.

Li Cheng has never regretted why he left a cheap message on the supernatural forum. If God gave him one more time, he would rather play needlework alone in the lonely late night and play till death than experience such a thing that can easily destroy him. All the pangs of sanity.

The cold sweat oozing out of his pores has already wet his whole body, and the loss of water in his body made him retch desperately, his vision gradually became blurred, and his painful body began to feel cold.

I don't know how long it took, but Li Cheng's consciousness was so hazy that he couldn't effectively perceive the severe pain his body was suffering. He just twitched in unconscious convulsions one after another.

The two dolls in his arms suddenly let out a malicious chirp and murmur. The doll in western clothes dragged Li Cheng, who was unconscious, into the weeds on the side of the road, and then found two unopened bottles in his pocket. The Liuwei Dihuang Pills and Huiyuan Shenbao Tablets were torn open, and poured into Li Cheng's mouth.

Chapter 460 Am I a bit too careless?

The noise near the river-blocking bridge lasted all night, and when Su Che returned to the rental house in the light of dawn, it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

The ghost on the endless road collapsed when the No. 714 bus drove back to Jiangdu Garden Station. Fortunately, Su Che had already included the No. 714 bus into the black book of the Guitan Association, so he survived.

However, the deep darkness brought by the ghost has disappeared from the 714 bus, and the 714 bus without endless roads can only be regarded as an ordinary ghost bus at best.

It can be said that the trip to the River Lane Bridge suffered heavy losses. The super powerful paper lanterns, together with the soul-calling flags and the pendulum clock of death, died together. Old scrapped car.

However, he was not without gains. Aside from the Tarot cards he seized from the hermit, he finally got the book "Consecration, From Beginning to Mastery", and he also got a chance to prove whether he is a European or not. Sweepstakes chance.

["Consecration, From Beginning to Mastery": A book that records strange rituals, maybe it can be used to sell for a good price. 】

After locking the door impatiently, Su Che saw a book less than one finger wide sandwiched in dark blue hard shell paper on the coffee table in the living room. From entry to proficiency' eight characters.

Walking in and smelling it, Su Che could clearly smell the faint scent of ink, obviously this book has just been printed not long ago.

"It's not bad, at least it's not a loss." Su Che smiled indiscriminately, and it was worthwhile for him to go to the Lanjiang Bridge at night.

Although he has deciphered the making process of consecrated mahogany swords, Su Che is still more interested in the consecration techniques of other items. Facing the book "Consecration, From Beginner to Master" placed on the coffee table, Su Che mentioned all curiosity.

Now, no one can stop me, Su, from getting rich!

Su Che took "Consecration, From Beginner to Master", sat on the sofa and stretched comfortably, and then opened the dark blue hard shell paper on the book cover.

The first thing that catches the eye is a few large characters that are twice as bold as the cover.

'Only the supernatural can defeat the supernatural! '

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Do you still need to remind me?" Su Che cursed, and continued to scroll down, and what came into his sight was an extremely concise table of contents.

'getting Started'

'Part [-]: Precautions before Consecration'

'Second: Screening of Raw Materials for Consecration'

'Third: The specific process of consecration, taking traditional exorcism items such as mahogany swords and amulets as examples'

'Fourth: Prospects for the Optimizing Direction of Consecration Techniques'

......

'Advanced'

'Part [-]: My View on the Causes of the Birth of Ghosts'

'Second: On the decisive role of ghost derivatives in the consecration process'

......

'proficient'

'One: Feasibility Analysis of Mass Production of Consecrated Items'

'Second: Experimental Demonstration on the Consecration and Production of Thermal Weapons'

'Part [-]: Analysis of the limitations of consecrated items when facing regular ghosts'

......

After roughly scanning the catalog of the book "Consecration, From Beginner to Master", and then flipping through the general content of the book's introductory catalog, Su Che's expression was a little subtle.

He silently took out his mobile phone, and put the content of the memo he recorded on the mobile phone after meeting the uniformed ghost before his eyes, and compared it with this "Consecration, From Beginner to Master" one by one.

He suddenly found that the general content in the introductory directory was almost the same as the content recorded in the memo on his mobile phone, "System, you are plagiarizing my research results, do you understand?"

[I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense]

[If you don’t believe me, then scroll down]

The system's emotional voice appeared in Su Che's mind.

"Hehe, do you think I, Su, will believe your nonsense? Unless you call me Dad again, I will believe you!" Su Che sneered, and teased the system that hadn't appeared for a long time.

In exchange for an exasperated "climbing" word, the system's emotional voice disappeared.

He continued to flip the pages of the book backwards, and the content quickly swept past Su Che's eyes, and the book that was only one finger wide quickly came to an end.

After a long time, after some contemplation, Su Che took photos of the contents of the book and saved them with his mobile phone. At this time, he gradually had a new idea in his heart. As he had guessed before, the materials needed for the consecration must be Items that have been affected by ghosts fully comply with the principle that most of the time it is only the other ghost that can hurt or kill one ghost.

Due to the lack of consecration materials, Su Che is obviously unable to maximize the use of this book, but the system obviously cannot guess that Su Che has the black book of the Guild of Ghost Story in his hand. If there is a real ghost story created in it, then for him, the raw materials needed for the consecration can be said to be nothing to worry about.

"It's a pity that most consecrated items can only deal with ordinary ghosts at most. When facing regular ghosts or even other more terrifying ghosts, their effects are extremely limited. But then again, if the consecrated characteristics work When it comes to thermal weapons, as the power of thermal weapons increases exponentially, the picture is simply..."

In Su Che's mind, a consecrated 155 mm caliber bomb suddenly appeared from the sky, blowing up the ghosts on the entire grave, and then a huge consecrated nuclear weapon was detonated from a high altitude, which was the same as what Zhao Tailai and Zhu Yuan talked about last time. Cities destroyed by supernatural events were directly wiped off the map, and all kinds of horrific ghosts fled for their lives carrying coffin boards...

Good guy, Su Che called him a good guy.

What consecrated mahogany swords, consecrated amulets, consecrated bullets, etc. are all weak, okay?

A real man should turn on the howitzer and blow the ghost's brains to pieces!

Anyway, after reading the book "Consecration, From Beginner to Master", Su Che's eyes suddenly became clear, and he suddenly had a new plan for the lightning-struck neck tree he hid in Jiangdu Garden.

After closing the book "Consecration, From Beginner to Master", Su Che put it together with the black book of the Ghost Story Association, and then began to look through the tasks accumulated in his mind some time ago.

[Hell level hidden side mission: Tarot Society]

[Part [-]: Ghost Crew]

[Go to the Daliuwan Haunted House Cinema in the southern suburbs of Shuangqing to watch a late-night movie. 】

[Reward: A bunch of keys (148 is engraved on the nameplate with a sharp tool, maybe it's the house number!)]

[Part [-]: Hell Train]

[It is said that on Subway Line [-] in Shuangqing City, there is a train bound for hell every night at [-]:[-] a.m., take the hell train to the terminal. 】