No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"After my observation, the ghost hitting the wall caused by the evil spirit incident at the North Gate is by no means a trick of ordinary ghosts using hallucinations to arouse the fear deep in the hearts of living people, but more similar to the existence of red-clothed ghosts and ghosts.

If my speculation is true, then this is undoubtedly a big bad news, which means that the harm of the North Gate Evil in Baiping Town has risen sharply. With the town as the center, supernatural events spread everywhere, and Shuangqing City is the first to bear the brunt..."

A moment of silence.

"I will try to get closer to the ancient city wall with closed gates in the distance. If the ghosts hitting the wall covering the entire Baiping Town in the north gate are really like ghosts, I think there is something hidden behind the ancient city wall that can break the situation." The key to this... Wait! When did the closed city gate open a gap?"

Zhu Yuan squeezed the headset used to record the action, looked at the ancient city wall in the distance, which was not the slightest distance from him, his eyes widened and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Starting from the time when he entered the north gate that covered the entire Baiping Town, the evil spirits hit the wall, and he tried twice to enter the ancient city wall with closed gates in the distance, all of which ended in failure. He, who had not yet fully recorded his actions, was standing on the ground full of paper money. On the dirt road, it was discovered that the tightly closed city gate had cracked an extremely small gap at some point.

Through the dim light, Zhu Yuan could be sure that what appeared in front of his eyes was definitely not an illusion, there must be a demon if something abnormal happened, and in the midst of supernatural events, any slight change could trigger a series of chain reactions, eventually leading to an event that could make him feel sick. A life-threatening horror.

Zhu Yuan looked around, trying to find a way to the foot of the city wall before the city gate with a small gap was completely opened.

Bai Sensen's paper money was blown up by the gloomy wind, flying all over the sky, Zhu Yuan vaguely smelled a strong burnt smell.

"It's ... the stench of a highly decomposed corpse being incinerated."

Stuffing the earphones he was holding into his ear canals, Zhu Yuan closed his eyes and sniffed the stench that came from nowhere in the air. The strange smell became more and more intense, and in the dim and boundless ghost wall full of paper money, he seemed to hear the voices of two or three people talking from afar.

"What the hell kind of place is this place? There are paper money everywhere, and there is an ancient city wall over there. We shouldn't be dead and go down to the underworld, right?" The voice was a man.

Another thicker woman's voice sounded next, "Damn it, why don't you two have anything good to say?"

"Could it be the residents of Baiping Town who were affected by the ghost hitting the wall? Do you want to go and have a look?" Zhu Yuan thought.

Before he could actually take any action, three groups of flames followed one after another.

crackling.

The smoke was burning, and the stench of corpses was tangy.

Seeing the three flames lit up not far away, Zhu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes to see that there were no living people who were talking about. It was clear that there were three flames from their throats, and they were scattered along the way. Clean paper money, crooked dead bodies walking.

Two men and one woman, with blood-red broken pupils revealing a chilling deep resentment, stared straight at Zhu Yuan.

Zhu Yuan was startled by the scene in front of him, and his pale face twitched slightly, "Sure enough, this ghost from Beimenxie has a big problem with hitting the wall."

The faint stench of rotting corpses wafted from Zhu Yuan's body. He stared at the flames radiating from the throats of the three corpses, and retreated slowly.

crackling.

The three crooked corpses obviously spotted Zhu Yuan who was slowly retreating, and the male corpse who spoke just now said happily, "Look, there is someone there, let's go over there and ask for directions!"

boom--

A few sparks exploded from the male corpse's flaming throat, so that the scorched skin and flesh of the entire throat peeled off one after another, exposing the smoked deep yellow and black spine.

Seeing such a scene, Zhu Yuan became numb, "I am a human being, but you three are not human!"

"However, these three corpses don't seem to be aware of the fact that they are dead. Maybe they can get information about the distant city wall through them." Thinking about it, Zhu Yuan thought so.

The faint stench of rotting corpses emanating from Zhu Yuan's body continued to disperse, and the three approaching corpses gradually seemed to be hindered in their movements.

"Hey, do you know where this is?" came a thick female voice.

Zhu Yuan tentatively asked, "Who are you and where are you from?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he uttered these words, the entire faces and throats of the three were burnt badly, and the ferocious dead bodies suddenly exploded on the spot like big fireworks, splashing sparks all over the sky.

"Damn it, it's a trap." Zhu Yuan cursed secretly.

The faint stench of rotting corpses emanating from Zhu Yuan's body suddenly intensified, and the sparks sputtering from the explosion of the three corpses seemed to be stuck in a quagmire at this moment, and it took a lot of light to spread out every centimeter. The sputtered sparks were completely extinguished, and they failed to spread to Zhu Yuan.

"Huchi...huchi..." Panting violently, Zhu Yuan fell down on the cold muddy ground under his feet, his whole body was as pale as if it had been painted with white paint.

After half a minute's delay, the pale color gradually faded. Struggling to stand up from the mud, the small gap in the distant city gate has turned into a gap for people to walk sideways. Walk behind the city gate.

at the same time.

The cold wind and layers of white paper money swept into the mortuary room made Wang Ge tremble subconsciously, looking around, where is there any trace of the Baiping Town Police Station?

"The weird things these days are really one after another..."

Swallowing, and instinctively pulled out his gun, Wang Ge muttered in a fluttering tone, "Master Su, is this the place where Zhang Shuo, Chen Yuan, and Ni Ping disappeared?"

"Use my bullets." Su Che directly took out a small box of special bullets from his backpack and threw it to Wang Ge. Looking at Wang Ge's puzzled expression, he explained, "This bullet can kill innocent suspects on the spot."

Suspected...ghost?

If you can talk, talk more!

After receiving the special bullet thrown by Su Che, he retracted the bullet in the original magazine as quickly as possible, and quickly filled it with the special bullet.

With a gun in his hand, and knowing that the bullets in his hand can kill ghosts, Wang Ge's nervous mood was relieved a little.

At this moment, Su Che turned over and jumped out of the window, stepping on the hard muddy ground facing the sweeping white paper money, followed by Wang Ge and jumped out of the window.

Before Wang Ge could stand firm, Su Che suddenly hissed.

"Hush!" Pressing Wang Ge's shoulder, Su Che pointed to the ancient city wall in the distance, and the three groups of flames wandering below the ancient city wall, "Director Wang, what do you think I found?"

"There are three corpses trying to avoid the autopsy, we can try to approach them slowly from behind!"

Chapter 580 Accurately Hitting the Target Eight Hundred Miles Away

Crackling sparks are clearly discernible in the dark and inexplicable environment. The remains of the three victims who died at the scene of the car accident last night because of the evil curse of the North Gate were hung at the foot of the ancient city wall in the distance.

The unburned paper money filled their mouths, and the faintly beating dark red sparks emitted astonishingly high temperatures, scorching, and the flesh of their entire skulls slowly melted the fat layer under the skin under this high-temperature roasting. , oozing from the severely burned skin with a sizzling sound, slipping down the cheeks, dripping and gathering a pool of scorched, stinky, dark yellow corpse oil on the mud.

If you get closer to these three corpses, you can see that they are not completely suspended in the air, but kneeling with their necks facing back and their knees turned and bent, facing the city wall and bowing their heads. The paper money burning with jumping dark red sparks is like a terracotta figurine in a tomb instead of a human being.

And on the muddy ground about ten meters to the left of the three corpses kneeling with their backs to the city wall in strange postures, there were three police officers from the Baiping Town Police Station whose life and death were unknown. They were Zhang Shuo, Chen Yuan and Ni Ping who disappeared from the morgue of the Baiping Town Police Station earlier.

They have already completely lost consciousness and passed out. There are scorched black wounds scalded by sparks all over their bodies. The muscles in their necks are constantly twitching. There are abnormal cysts that are blue and purple.

"Still can't get through."

Holding the gun tightly in his hand, Wang Ge, whose eyes were red and panting heavily, stood on the edge of the window again. This window that let him and Su Che come from the morgue of the Baiping Town Police Station, only A wall, blackened by fire, stood alone on the deserted dirt all around.

He looked at the three wandering flames under the city wall in the distance, his eyes were full of tired emotions, "Master Su, we walked there three times, and every time we were about to reach the bottom of the city wall, we found that we had been spinning in circles." , we must have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, right?"

"Although this place looks like a ghost in red, the ancient city wall in the distance, and the white paper lanterns with ghostly lights on the tower, but there is no such thing as a ghost in red. The North Gate evil... must It has something to do with the things behind that city wall." Su Che recalled the various situations he and Wang Ge encountered when they walked to the three burning corpses at the foot of the city wall three times.

The first section of the road was very smooth and easy to walk, but as the distance from the city wall gradually narrowed, more and more paper money would be scattered around until the muddy ground was completely covered.

Once this kind of scene appears, then walk a few steps forward, the scene in front of you will suddenly reverse, returning to the position where you just entered this area.

Su Che and Wang Ge tried this three times in a row. This place is inaccessible to the ghost wall at the foot of the city wall. If there is no way to crack it, it is completely enough to trap any living person here.

"Master Su, if what we encounter is really ghost hitting the wall..." Wang Ge suddenly lowered his voice, and whispered in Su Che's ear, "I've heard that boy urine can break the ghost hitting the wall."

???

Su Che showed surprise, "Director Wang, you are so old..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ge nodded heavily.

"Okay, Director Wang, go and take a piss, I'll be there for you!"

Although this sentence sounded weird, Wang Ge still had a serious expression on his face, and with the impassioned spirit of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone", he took a few steps forward and untied the belt around his waist.

After brewing for a while, the sound of gurgling water followed.

a long time.

When Wang Ge shivered, the sound of running water disappeared completely...

But nothing happened.The scene was once very embarrassing.

"Ahem..." Wang Ge coughed twice, with an unavoidable embarrassment on his serious face, "It seems that a boy's urine has no effect on ghosts hitting the wall."

"No!" Su Che noticed a few lines of crooked handwriting on the paper money soaked in Wang Ge's urine, and he hurriedly said, "Director Wang, you have done a great job!"

Looking around, seeing that nothing strange happened, he ran to the soaked paper money and looked down.

"Liu Quansan, Zhao Yan, and Liu Xi, these are the names of the three victims who died of the evil curse of the North Gate last night!" Wang Ge moved closer to Su Che, looking at the three names that appeared on the soaked paper money. , "The ghosts who made the ghost hit the wall are they?"

Su Che was thoughtful, "The names of the three deceased are written on the paper money. It seems that Beimen Xie used the hands of the three deceased to attack the wall."

Combined with what happened to him and Wang Ge in the ghost hitting the wall just now, he vaguely knows how to break the ghost hitting the wall.

"Since it has been determined that the ghosts hitting the wall were the work of the three dead last night, what should we do next is to walk near the city wall and blow their heads with a pistol from a long distance?" Wang Ge suggested.

Su Che shook his head, "What if the three corpses hanging and kneeling at the foot of the city wall were also hallucinations caused by ghosts beating the wall, the three police officers Zhang Shuo, Chen Yuan, and Ni Ping were really hanging, and the ones who fell on the ground were the ones yesterday." What about the remains of the three victims who were killed by Beimen Xie late? Look at me, I have a better way to ensure that the target is accurately hit at a distance of [-] miles, and the corpses of the victims who tried to evade the autopsy will be apprehended on the spot!"

Accurately hit the target [-] miles away?

Why don't you play the hero of the Anti-Japanese War!

Without talking nonsense, I saw Su Che skillfully opening the backpack and rummaging through it.

Crazy doctor's uniform that emits rancidity, red wedding dress and red embroidered shoes that seem to drip blood from excessively red eyes, blood-stained and corroded boat hooks, real estate title certificates, real estate certificates, strange wooden handicrafts, a few boxes of plugs A bullet box in the corner, a ferocious and scary human skin mask, bloodshot high heels, a pitch-black long-handled umbrella, a large pile of torn paper with unknown uses, a bag of soft and rotten soil, and two cans marked as flammable and explosive Products of compressed gasoline.......

One thing after another flashed by, and the corners of Wang Ge's eyes twitched violently a few times.

If he hadn't known that you were the person in charge of the bizarre case sent by Guoan to take over this bizarre case in Baiping Town, Wang Ge would definitely think that Su Che was a criminal who sneaked into Baiping Town.

"Okay, found it!"

But Su Che found three pieces of black hard shell paper, three stainless steel spoons with normal specifications, and a small bag of blood-colored plaque debris prepared in advance from his backpack.

First use a red pen to write the names of Liu Quansan, Zhao Yan, and Liu Xi respectively on three pieces of black paper, and then turn the tip of the pen around to completely smear the ghost painting talisman for consecration on the surface of the three stainless steel spoons with blood stains.

"I hope I can consecrate the Spoon Killer successfully. Anyway, there is no loss in trying." Su Che thought so.

Wrap the stainless steel spoons covered with ghost symbols with black hard shell paper with the names of Liu Quansan, Zhao Yan, and Liu Xi written on them respectively. Su Che thought for a while, in order to avoid having the same name and the same surname, the spoon killer's striking surface would be deviated. He also added the personal information of the three victims on the black cardboard.

After such preparations, take out the lighter and directly light the three black hard shells wrapped with stainless steel spoons painted with ghost symbols.

The flames were scorching, and the orange flames quickly jumped into dark blue and black, and gusts of wind blew, and the stainless steel spoon wrapped in the black hard shell paper instantly melted into red molten steel.

In the blink of an eye, the burnt embers of the black hard shell paper rolled up with gusts of sinister wind, the blackened eye sockets, the whites of the eyes occupied by burst capillaries, and the pinpoint-sized pupils entangled with deep unwillingness and hatred , the three spoon killers appeared from the embers rolled up by the dark wind.

"It's done!"

Seeing the warm stainless steel spoons in the hands of the Spoon Killer, Su Che greeted them cordially, "Thank you Spoon Killer, this time I will ask you to help me, Su, deliver a courier!"

Chapter 580 Six I Just Spend A Little Money To Hire Three Thugs To Deliver The Courier For Me

Zhu Yuan found a way to get close to the city wall.

That is, as long as he pretends to be not too different from a dead body, he can crawl from the muddy ground covered with paper money to the foot of the city wall little by little, without repeating the weird scene of spinning around in the ghost hitting the wall.