No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Hearing this, Su Che and Zhu Yuan were speechless.

A cold look appeared in Su Che's eyes, and Su Che thought to himself, "Is it a coincidence? Or has the Beimen evil started to get out of control, from spreading among immediate family members and through the ashes of burning paper money, to spreading curses throughout the entire bloodline clan?"

We must speed up our preparations!

Chapter 590 Terrible, I feel that bad luck is coming to me again!

Leaving the Baiping Town Police Station and returning to the place where Liu Zhengwen died, Liu Wenzheng's body has been taken away by the police officers who came to support him earlier, and the people gathered around him have also been dispersed. The whole street is as silent as death.

"There was no accident, did it?"

After finding the members of the Ghost Story Association who had been waiting here, Su Che asked aloud.

Everyone in the Ghost Talk Association said that there was no accident. The corpse of Liu Wenzheng, who was successfully extinguished by Su Che with a dry powder fire extinguisher, did not cause ghosts to hit the wall like the corpses of the three victims who died under the evil curse of Beimen last night.

After [-] o'clock in the morning, Su Che and his party found half of Baiping Town to solve the breakfast problem, and then went to the supermarket to purchase a large number of supplies to prepare for the long-term battle.

At this moment, Baiping Town is more deserted than earlier, and the people who wanted to escape from Baiping Town but came back silently proved the fact that the curse of Beimen Xie was indeed repeated after many years. It has revived in Baiping Town.

Panic...astonishment...fear...or dread continued to spread throughout Baiping Town, and even those who didn't believe it at first began to embrace it. "It's better to believe in something than nothing" to lock any north-facing doors and windows, and prepare to survive the ghost festival.

The lady proprietress of Anchen Hotel was still missing. During the few hours when Su Che and his party went out, several statues of gods exorcising evil and avoiding harm were added to the lobby of the hotel.

Anyone else would never have guessed that these things were actually made by the hotel proprietress's impromptu efforts.

The bald owner of the hotel sat at the counter with a blank expression on his face. When he saw Su Che and his group coming back, his expressionless face trembled twice. He looked at Su Che in a hoarse voice and said, "People are dead in the town again. Don't run around during the Ghost Festival."

"We know." Su Che could see that the bald hotel owner was tense and was under a lot of pressure, so he didn't say that he showed his true self in times of crisis and bravely used a dry powder fire extinguisher to help the corpse of an old man on fire to cool off.

The bald boss nodded unobtrusively, and didn't know if he heard Su Che's words.

Back at room 205 on the second floor of the hotel, Su Che couldn't wait to take out two white paper lanterns burning ghostly will-o'-the-wisps from his backpack. The extremely hot room without the air conditioner suddenly became cold, like a hospital with a fully air-conditioned hospital mortuary between.

"Hiss... President, where did you get two ghost lanterns back..." Kuang Cheng gasped as he looked at the two white paper lanterns in Su Che's hand.

Su Che didn't even raise his head, "When I passed by the Baiping Town Police Station, I helped the ghosts for fun, which touched them badly, so I took the initiative to give me these two lanterns as a reward."

"???"

"President, are you sure you didn't smash the ghost's head on the spot and then snatch the two ghost lanterns?" Kuang Cheng said silently, slandering in his heart.

It has to be said that based on Kuang Cheng's understanding of Su Che, this guess is already very close to reality.

"Everyone get ready to take a rest, there is a new team building activity tonight!" Su Che continued after hanging up two white paper lanterns.

Tang Xun was surprised, "There is another team building activity tonight? Mr. Su, you don't want us to follow you out to find trouble again, do you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for a ghost this time, I'm looking for an old corpse!"

"call......"

Tang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that I was looking for a corpse, so it's fine, as long as it's not a trouble for ghosts, wait..."

His voice suddenly rose a few decibels, "What? We are going out to find a corpse tonight? I am timid, Mr. Su, don't scare me!"

"How could I, Su, scare you?" Su Che continued, waving his hand, "I even thought of the name of tonight's team building project, it's called Treading the Bone! Besides, tonight, the ghost may also do it." Come and ask for directions!"

Hearing this, Tang Xun couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only respond with a bitter face, "I can't wait to participate in tonight's team building project..."

Everyone has no objection, and the next thing will be easy to handle. Everyone in the Guai Tan Association returned to their respective rooms to recharge their batteries and prepare for the team building project tonight, and Su Che also started to prepare for the consecration.

But before that, he looked thoughtfully at the figures of the Guitan Association and wondered, "Why do I feel like there are a few people missing..."

Before finishing this sentence, Su Che immediately realized that when he and the members of the Ghost Story Association planned to find a hotel in Baiping Town to temporarily stay last night, in order to avoid scaring other passers-by, they took An Donglin, who was bleeding from his chest, and Yuan He, who had only one head left, stayed in the No. 714 bus and did not let them follow.

"Good guy, there are so many things that I almost forgot both of them..." Looking at the sky outside the window, Su Che made up his mind, "Let the 714 bus out after dark, let Lao An and the subdued ghost are inquiring for information in Baiping Town, and ghosts are indeed much more useful than humans at this time."

He frantically rummaged through his backpack to find the tree handicraft that had been prepared for a long time, and then tore off the lampshade of the white paper lantern. In this way, the faint ghost fire was directly exposed to Su Che. The temperature in room 205 dropped sharply. The wallpaper and floor tiles closer to the faint will-o'-the-wisp are aging and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding a stench of decaying objects.

Tang Xun subconsciously shuddered.

Without changing his face, Su Che tore off a piece of crumpled paper from the paper-tied mourning clothes to wrap around his right hand, and without blinking, he reached out to grab the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp in the lantern.

The moment he came into contact with the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp, the paper in mourning clothes wrapped around Su Che's right hand was ignited by the ghostly ghost-fire, and a bone-piercing chill was transmitted to Su Che's fingertips through the mourning paper, and his whole right hand seemed to be frozen at this moment gradually lost consciousness.

Enduring the bone marrow chill, Su Che swiftly grabbed the will-o'-the-wisp and put it into the hexagonal seat lamp made of trees and wood that was twisted by lightning strikes, and then the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp in the second white paper lantern repeated the same trick.

After stuffing the two ghostly ghost lights into the hexagonal seat lamp, they became dimmer than when they were oppressed by the two female ghosts in the backpack before, as if they would go out at any time.

Take out a bag containing a little bit of blood-stained plaque powder, outline densely packed ugly ghost symbols on the yellow paper prepared in advance, then apply AB glue on the back of the yellow paper, and finally stick it to the surface of the hexagonal seat lamp , the glue overflowed, and there were pitted glue blocks at the seams of the yellow paper covered with ghostly symbols.

In this way, consecrated items that are worse in appearance than the consecrated mahogany swords that were first rewarded by the system for wholesale from Yiwu Small Commodity Market were born.

The two hexagonal seat lamps burning the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp did not produce any wonderful changes, but the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp, which seemed to be extinguished at any time before, stabilized the flames, and at the same time, the coolness that could soak into the bone marrow became the same as the consecrated mahogany sword. Very similar warm feel.

"It's done!" These two hexagonal seat lamps were the first consecrated items he made from scratch in the true sense, and Su Che couldn't help but feel full of joy.

Wrap the climbing rope connected to the rusted boat hook to the wooden stick in the middle of the two hexagonal seat lamps, and tie a figure-eight knot. Looking at the rusted boat hook at the other end of the climbing rope, Su Che thought to himself, "I don't know what this is. Two ghost lanterns can have almost [-]% of the effect of paper lanterns, so I have to find a chance to try it tonight."

Looking at the corner of Su Che's mouth with a hint of a smile, Tang Xun suddenly felt a strong sense of foreboding.

"Oops, it feels like bad luck is coming to me again!"

Chapter 590

It is night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

An Donglin and Yuan He, who had been in the compartment of bus No. 714 for almost a whole day, were finally released to breathe.

The lights of every house in Baiping Town gradually began to go out shortly after nightfall. It was after eight o'clock in the evening. Looking up at Baiping Town, except for the dim street lights on both sides of the road, there was no more light to be seen.

On both sides of the backpack hung a lamp on one side and a bloodstained rusted boat hook on the other. Su Che sat on a chair at the only bus stop on the main road in Baiping Town, and the No. 714 bus stopped in front of him.

"After Liu Zhengwen died under the curse of Beimen evil in the morning, no more deaths occurred in Baiping Town. However, based on the death time of Liu Quansan's family last night, if the curse of Beimen evil continues to spread, then the third death The event is about to happen soon."

When he was still at the Baiping Town Police Station, Su Che asked Zhu Yuan about it. In Baiping Town, people with the surname Liu accounted for almost one-third of all the townspeople. The specific relationship between them depends on the stretched police force of the Baiping Town Police Station, which is undoubtedly even more difficult.

Especially now that Baiping Town is still blocked in and out, and is almost isolated as an isolated island, it is simply unrealistic.

That's right, the second batch, and even the third batch of townspeople who wanted to escape from Baiping Town from the south of the town still couldn't leave Baiping Town. They were still in the strange situation of going out from the south and returning from the north. It was only then that he temporarily gave up his plan to escape from Baiping Town.

However, Su Che and Zhu Yuan, who have already broken the ghost wall, are not among them. Su Che tried it before it was completely dark. He walked south along the road that runs through Baiping Town without hindrance. out of Baiping Town.

It is conceivable that Wang Ge and the other three unconscious police officers should also be able to leave Baiping Town.

"It can almost be concluded that all the living people in Baiping Town have been affected by the evil curse of the North Gate. Once they leave Baiping Town, they will fall into the ghost wall. That Master Wang must have found out after the incident that he was hanging on the wall. The corpse of Liu Bo on the city gate is not the first person in Baiping Town to die from the evil curse of the North Gate, but for unknown reasons, he did not continue to search for the body of the first person to die from the evil curse of the North Gate."

Su Che thought to himself, "Could it be his injury? After all, he left quite a lot of blood there! But I think it's more likely that after the ghost festival, even he couldn't find the blood that was killed by him." The North Gate trapped by the ghost hitting the wall is evil."

With this kind of enlightenment in his heart, Su Che's heart is inevitably a little hot when he thinks of the imminent Ghost Festival. There are too many strange stories in the city that actually exist in the supernatural events of the ghosts at night. Pick up: Yiwu Shangzhan' strange stories fish in troubled waters, and it is not too easy to successfully transform them into real strange stories.

At that time, his business of wholesale consecrated mahogany swords will surely flourish.

"So we have to step up our efforts!"

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As an unemployed social vagrant who slipped through the net of nine-year compulsory education, Liu Dacheng once went to the police station and spent more than ten days in the police station because of stealing chickens and dogs, and was sent to prison because he refused to mend his ways repeatedly and became the ringleader of gang fights. After a few years of labor reform in the village, Liu Dacheng not only did not go astray after he was released after serving his sentence, but even worsened.

Therefore, the reputation of Liu Dacheng and his accomplices in Baiping Town can be said to have reached the point where gods hate ghosts.

Naturally, Liu Dacheng doesn't believe in the so-called Beimen evil curse to kill people. As the saying goes: People are three times afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven times afraid of people. Pingzhen harmed people, and he didn't dare to take action against himself, a wicked person.

On the contrary, when everyone in Baiping town was in danger, he was given the opportunity to commit crimes.

It was only past eight o'clock in the evening, and there were no passers-by on the streets of the entire Baiping Town. Liu Dacheng and his two gangsters smashed open a battery car on the side of the road, and pulled out the snake skin that had been stuffed into their hands. Pockets, looking at the bulging snakeskin pockets in their hands, we can tell that they have gained a lot from committing crimes tonight.

After all, the recycling price of a second-hand battery for a battery car is about 400 to [-] yuan, and if the condition is good enough, the price will be even higher. They commit crimes all night, let alone earn a five-figure income.

"Someone downstairs is stealing the battery!" A young girl shouted when the lights were turned on in the living room on the second floor of a building facing the street.

Unexpectedly, her yelling did not make Liu Dacheng's criminal gang, who had been running around and committing many crimes downstairs, quit, but pointed at the yelling young girl and yelled, "What are you looking at? Your battery will be gone soon! "

The arrogance of the attitude is really rare.

The young woman yelled for a long time, but no one responded. She could only watch pitifully and helplessly that her battery car was violently smashed open by Liu Dacheng's criminal gang, and the most valuable battery was plundered away.

"Why is this! There are still people robbing the battery these days!" The young girl said angrily.

Working until nine or ten o'clock in the evening, Liu Dacheng's criminal gang smashed hundreds of battery cars parked on the street in Baiping Town, and not a single battery was left, all of which went into Liu Dacheng's snakeskin pocket.

"Boss Liu, we can get rich now. The Beimen evil came here very well. It doesn't come to harm people. We really don't have the chance to make a fortune. I heard that there are several cops from the police station in the town. The batteries in Baiping Town are all in our pocket!" The younger brother who carried the batteries flattered Liu Dacheng.

Liu Dacheng lit the cigarette he was biting, sucked most of it in a vicious breath, then exhaled a large circle of smoke and said disdainfully, "Look at your talents, what are these rotten batteries, if you want to do it, you have to do it Boda, have you noticed that the people from the Rural Credit Cooperative in the town haven’t come back after get off work yesterday, and they’re full of delicious banknotes, after finishing this bill, we’ll have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives!”

"Liu...... Boss Liu...... You actually want to rob a bank, you'll have to sit in jail!" The younger brother carrying the battery was obviously frightened by Liu Dacheng's bold idea .

"Wealth and wealth are in danger, and the bold and the timid starve to death. There is not even a ghost in Baiping Town at night. We disguised ourselves, covered our faces and smashed all the surveillance cameras around the Rural Credit Cooperative. Do you think we did it?" Liu Dacheng smiled ferociously like an outlaw fanatic.

The two brothers who carried the battery immediately began to flatter, "It's too strong, as expected of Boss Liu who can cure children from crying at night in Baiping Town!"

The two younger brothers were still flattering Liu Dacheng, and Liu Dacheng was looking for the next target of the crime. Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the cigarette butt he was biting in his mouth fell silently and splashed on the ground. Get a little spark.

clang...... clang.......

The sound of metal and iron clattering sounded from far to near. In Liu Dacheng's eyes, the road running through the entire Baiping Town was in the distance. The dim street lamps made the sound of short-circuiting, and the lights suddenly became flickering.

And under this flickering yellow light, rows of upper bodies are illusory and transparent, and only the infiltrating things in ancient armor from the waist down can be seen, walking towards the three of them at a jaw-dropping speed.

The two accomplices, who were moving the battery, followed Liu Dacheng's almost frozen gaze, and were immediately frightened out of their wits, screaming, "The Yin soldiers...the Yin soldiers have crossed the border!"

Chapter 590 Cheer Up, You Can't Pass Out Yet!

Several shrill and painful screams broke the dead night of Baiping Town.

At this moment when everyone is in danger, obviously not too many people dare to go out at the risk of being entangled by the evil curse of the North Gate, quietly open a gap in the locked doors and windows, and secretly observe the building with frightened eyes. The street below is the limit of what they can do.

However, after these screams and painful screams came out, three or five bold young people rushed to the street and found Liu Dacheng and his other two members of the criminal gang who were completely out of breath.

They couldn't see half a piece of good flesh all over their bodies, their clothes were torn and tattered, their feet were broken and bent, and their arms and bones were broken. The eyeballs protrude, the eye sockets are full of dense turbid bloodshot eyes, and the crooked mouth is black and full, outlining a strange and penetrating expression, and the batteries they stole are scattered around the roadside.

After hearing the sound, three or five bold young men gathered beside the corpses of Liu Dacheng and the other two members of the criminal gang, talking a lot.

"The dead are the town bully Liu Dacheng and his two henchmen."

"They were also killed by the North Gate evil?"

"I don't think so. Look, they don't have half a piece of good flesh on their bodies. They are all messy bruises. Even their clothes are torn to pieces. I think they were beaten to death by a large group of people. .”

"People were beaten to death in street fights and gang fights. Do you think it was three or 40 years ago? Besides, there are no other people around here!"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing, call the police."