No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Not being disturbed by Old Liu, Su Che speeded up his search in the backpack, one item after another flashed through Su Che's hands, and in the end he could only take out the dilapidated paper mourning gown.

"It's a pity that the special plastic wrap has been completely used up, and there are only a few scraps left over from waste. Otherwise, it would be the best choice to seal this bottomless deep well with a special plastic wrap."

Squeeze out the remaining AB glue to apply the wellhead, and then tear the paper tied in mourning clothes and stick it on the AB glue to seal the wellhead.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a raincoat that he had never used and covered the paper mourning clothes to prevent the rain from getting the paper mourning clothes wet.

After doing all this well, Su Che led the big black dog and Lao Liu out of the old house, and planned to pick up the wooden door that was blown away...

What about the wooden door?

As soon as he walked out of the old house, the old house in front of him disappeared strangely, replaced by a stinky gutter that exuded a strange smell, which was knocked over by Su Che with stones before, without eyebrows and eyes, and could not see the black and white of men and women. Huhuren's head was like a big fish with a white belly turned upside down, standing upside down in the stinky ditch, gurgling and bubbling.

"It turned out to be your fault."

Under Old Liu's horrified and inexplicable eyes, Su Che took out the fishing line and hook from his backpack with great interest, and fished the black head that was bubbling and bubbling in the stinking ditch like fishing.

"How many things are you putting in your backpack?" The crow's feet in the corners of Old Liu's eyes twitched silently.

Su Che took a few glances at the black human head caught by him. Not only did this human head have no eyebrows and eyes, except for a strange mouth that occupied most of the face, it also had no facial features such as nose and ears. It looked like It's like a football with a mouth and hair, and Su Che even has the urge to kick it away.

"Boss Yuan, you have a companion!" Su Che whispered to Yuan He who was in the backpack.

Yuan He looked at the dark head through the opened zipper of the backpack, and was suffocated by the strange smell of the stinky ditch, and said repeatedly, "Mr. Su, please don't put it in the backpack, it will kill you." , absolutely dead!"

"The same dead head, why bother to die."

"But I am a living head!"

After confirming again and again that the old house with the bottomless well would not appear again, Su Che and Lao Liu walked through the narrow alleys and headed for Uncle Wen's residence near the fire scene to meet Fatty Qian.

Of course, Su Che didn't have such a bad taste, put the black human head into the backpack, and let Yuan He keep it company. The black book that failed to contain the strange stories of the bottomless well fell into a slump, and seemed to have fallen into a long cooling-off period. Su Che then Throw the black head to the big black dog and let it take it away.

In order to prevent the big black dog from eating it secretly, Su Che even spent two bags of dog food that the dog said was good after eating it to buy the big black dog.

"Is it here?"

Su Che looked towards Uncle Wen's residence pointed by Old Liu not far away, and whispered to himself.

Old Liu heard Su Che's voice talking to himself, he walked up to Su Che and said, "That's right, it's the old-fashioned brick house in front, Uncle Wen has lived here for decades and hasn't moved it. "

Su Che nodded, and went straight to the two-storey brick building, which was three to forty meters away from the fire scene. People suffocate.

Fortunately, the mourning stick in Su Che's hand has a more portable air-conditioning function than the three drops of ghost blood. Even if he is near the fire scene, he can't feel the suffocating heat at all.

Through the flames soaring into the sky, one can see the shadows of people near the fire scene. The fear of the fire in the surrounding Baiping Town residents finally overwhelmed the fear of Beimen Xie.

After waiting for nearly 10 minutes, Fatty Qian, who was holding a bald chicken, arrived late.

"President, that group of Yin soldiers are too fast, neither I nor this chicken can catch up with them." Fatty Qian said discouragedly.

"It doesn't matter." Su Che said, "Lao Liu and I caught up with them and have temporarily dealt with them. On the way, on behalf of the Baiping Town Community Caring for Orphans and Widows and Sending Warmth to a Widowed and Orphaned Ghost, we sent warmth to an old and widowed ghost. "

"The widowed and lonely old ghost was seriously injured at the third level, and the reason behind it makes the ghost chill."

Fatty Qian's stomach convulsed, and the starving ghost parasitic in his abdominal cavity felt offended and had a stress response.

Turning around and kicking open the wooden door of Uncle Wen's residence, Su Che turned on the bright flashlight to shine into the room, and continued to say to Fatty Qian and Lao Liu, "This place may be more dangerous than that old house just now, don't get lost, follow closely I!"

The soaring flames illuminated the entire night sky like daytime. Su Che led Fatty Qian and Lao Liu into Uncle Wen's residence.

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Uncle Wen's residence is very ordinary, it is a two-story brick house with walls for raising flowers and plants.

Judging from the clothes that are still drying on the balconies of the buildings around the alley, other people have been living nearby. Su Che has to admit that Uncle Wen, who is a member of the corpse cult, did a good job of disguising. At least on the surface, he It is much more normal than the crazy followers of the corpse cult in Ward No. [-] of Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Walking swaggeringly into Uncle Wen's residence, Su Che didn't take the phrase "this place may be more dangerous than that old house just now" that he said just now in the eyes of Old Liu, at all.

Uncle Wen's residence is quite old with old furniture and furnishings. The corners and corners of the house are full of dust and haven't been cleaned, and old and smelly clothes that haven't been cleaned are piled up everywhere.

The strong flashlight illuminated the flowers and plants in the yard that were inundated with weeds, the rusted and rotted cornices of the houses that had not been repaired, and the gray-brown, dirty and filthy walls.

All the things in front of me are not inexplicable. After all, in the eyes of others in Baiping Town, Uncle Wen is a strange old man who is both awe-inspiring and frightening.

However, in the eyes of Su Che, who knows Uncle Wen's real identity, there is obviously something wrong with this house. Squinting his eyes slightly, the coolness hits him, and after scanning the seemingly normal furnishings in the house, Su Che vaguely feels that there is something wrong in the house. There was a strange and gloomy atmosphere.

"Old Liu, have you noticed?" Su Che suddenly said.

Old Liu didn't realize it for a while, so he responded with an 'ah', and when he recovered, Su Che continued to talk.

"The buildings in Baiping Town basically don't have doors and windows facing the north. This is because after the curse of the North Gate Evil once raged in Baiping Town, people passed on the method to deal with the North Gate Evil."

Everyone stopped, waiting for Su Che's next words.

"Uncle Wen, who helped collect the remains of the townspeople who died of the evil curse of the North Gate more than once, could not have known the existence of this taboo, but he did the opposite. In the backyard leading to the first floor Doors and windows were left on the north side."

"That's true." Old Liu nodded clearly, but he said quickly and firmly, "That's why Uncle Wen, who left the door and window facing the north backyard at home, died of the curse of the North Gate Evil yesterday morning. !"

"In this way, it makes sense, the curse of Beimen Xie will not spread throughout the bloodline clan."

"I can't see it." At this moment, Su Che felt more and more that Uncle Wen's death from the evil curse of the North Gate yesterday morning was not simple. He frowned and kept scanning the house.

Su Che observed very carefully, not letting go of any clues.

Soon, he discovered a very strange place.

"What about the kitchen? Why doesn't this house have a kitchen? Uncle Wen doesn't need to eat?"

That's right.

Whether it's the first floor connected to the backyard, or the second floor, which has been piled up with sundries and has been unoccupied for a long time, Su Che has not found the existence of the kitchen.

He only found a few bags in the corner of the living room on the first floor, which seemed to be the rice, flour, grain and oil brought by others to condolence to Uncle Wen. They were also covered in dust and had not been touched for a long time. An unidentified black, viscous substance that exudes a rotting stench.

"Uncle Wen is too old to move around. Cooking must be very difficult for him. Besides, life is convenient now. Even if you order takeaway, it is not impossible to cook without a fire at home." Old Liu said in a low voice, To be honest, he didn't even believe this reason.

Su Che's eyes narrowed, "When something is abnormal, there must be a monster. The more ordinary the disguise, the more you want to hide something."

"The second floor is full of sundries. If something happens, it will be the first to be investigated and cleaned up. The flowers and plants in the backyard are almost submerged by weeds. It should have been a long time since no one has entered, so the problem can only be hidden on the first floor. ..."

"Did you smell anything strange?" Su Che asked while squatting down and stroking the big black dog's head.

The big black dog shook his head crazily. It was already suffocated by Uncle Wen's old man who mixed excrement and stale smell, as well as the smell of moldy and rotten things in the house. If it wasn't for Su Che holding the dog leash, it would probably have He escaped from Uncle Wen's residence without looking back.

At this time, it is obviously not realistic to use its powerful dog nose to find clues.

"It really smells so bad?" Su Che stared thoughtfully at the big black dog, who was worse than dying. After a few seconds, he suddenly realized, "Smell, yes, it's a smell! The stench is extremely stench, besides wanting to smoke away those who want to get close to him, there is another possibility..."

"That's to cover up another stink."

Uncle Wen took great pains to cover up what the smell was, which is undoubtedly something worth pondering.

However, Su Che is not in the mood to play puzzle games right now. The soaring fire that burns the entire night sky is getting closer and closer, and the temperature in the air is getting hotter and hotter. Now that the fire brigade cannot be notified to put out the fire, he wants to control the huge fire. The intensity of the fire was just a drop in the bucket with the strength of the few Baiping townspeople who couldn't help but come out to fight the fire.

The distance of 40 meters is too short, surrounded by dense residential buildings, even the simple thing of opening a fire zone is impossible. Before the fire spreads, if you can’t find Uncle Wen’s residence The secret to be hidden, I am afraid there will be no such opportunity in the future.

Su Che stood in the room and looked around. The floor of the room was made of terrazzo. He stomped on the ground a few times, and the rebound was strong, but Su Che's extremely sensitive perception faintly heard an echo. Passed from under the floor.

"It's really empty under the house, but I don't know where the entrance is." Su Che smiled, and kicked open the cabinet next to him, "Fatty Qian and Lao Liu, you two come to help, there is a basement under Uncle Wen's house , we have to find the entrance as soon as possible."

The heavy cabinet flew horizontally and smashed against the wall, and the sawdust exploded suddenly, sending out smoke and dust.

The three of them worked together in a division of labor, and searched the entire first floor in a short while, but the expected entrance to the basement did not appear for a long time.

Since there is no one in the house, the target can only turn over to the weed-inundated backyard and open the unlocked sliding door. The weed-inundated backyard gives people a strong sense of desertion.

Before entering the backyard, the terrazzo floor under his feet caught Su Che's attention, and he stomped hard on the terrazzo floor under his feet again.

There were a few crackling sounds, and the terrazzo floor under his feet cracked, "Oh, so it's hidden here."

There is a thick iron door on the ground under the terrazzo floor cracked by Su Che, with sliding rails on both sides for movement. Su Che lifts the thick iron door under the terrazzo floor with one hand, and the sliding door that Su Che just tore open In an instant, most of it was blocked by this thick iron door.

Under the thick iron gate, a narrow step leading to the ground was exposed.

Su Che first stared curiously at the iron door that completely blocked the sliding door leading to the north backyard for a long time.

Then he walked down the steps, zigzagging all the way down, and suddenly there was a strange burnt smell that Su Che was very familiar with.

The strong flashlight shined directly down, and a basement of thirty to forty square meters appeared in front of Su Che and the three of them. A thick layer of cement smeared the rough walls on all four sides, and the floor was covered with solidified dark yellow corpse oil.

Pieces of scorched skin adhered to the ceiling above the four walls, and the dark yellow corpse oil that had solidified on the ground slowly flowed down from these scorched flesh.

And in the middle of these solidified dark yellow corpse oils, there was an unpainted rough wooden bed. The dark yellow corpse oil spilled from the burnt skin of the ceiling dripped on the wooden bed, turning a The twisted female corpse that was almost burnt to charcoal was immersed in it.

The level of horror is chilling.

Chapter 610 Is it possible to get on the death train that once departed?

The first reaction of a normal person when seeing a corpse is to subconsciously fear death. The first reaction of a forensic doctor is to inquire about the cause of death, while Su Che's first reaction when seeing this corpse is...

"It's because you keep harassing me, saying that you saw me?" Su Che took a step forward and said seriously, "The living environment in northern Myanmar must be very difficult, right? You won't forget your memory even after running away Bitter thinking is sweet, and I am always ready to go back to my old business."

The distorted female corpse soaked in dark yellow corpse oil opened its eyes violently, the eyes without pupils were opened to the extreme towards Su Che, exuding suffocating malice, and the extremely rich burnt smell spread crazily in the basement, The jet-black long hair that had been glued together by the corpse oil squirmed like water plants in the dark yellow corpse oil.

It opened its scorched mouth, revealed a strange smile, and its sticky black hair stained with corpse oil spread out silently from the wooden bed, wrapping itself around the feet of Su Che, Fatty Qian and Old Liu. There is a horrible and dangerous atmosphere in the basement.

Su Che's heart didn't fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh.

"I, Su, as an enthusiastic citizen and the ghost of Jiangcheng, have an obligation, and it is even more necessary to stop you from engaging in fraudulent illegal activities despite repeated admonitions."

"Everyone must beware of telecom fraud in mobile payment!"

what what?Now that I am in the midst of supernatural events, if I want to make a horror movie, why did it turn into a legal program criticizing telecom fraud?

so......

What is the situation now?

I thought I would see Master Su violently beating the charred female corpse, Lao Liu, with a suspicious expression on his face and Fatty Qian, who had long been accustomed to it, watched Su Che, who was holding a bright flashlight, violently criticize the charred female corpse for illegally engaging in telecom fraud , confused.

The open mouth of the charred female corpse has already revealed the same scorched black and yellow fangs, thick corpse oil and weird mucus trickle down.

In fact, for Su Che, the first time he saw the charred female corpse, he knew it was the owner of the human skin that carried the weird painting of the corpse cult. Uncle's relationship...

But if his guess is true, then this Uncle Wen is basically no different from the crazy believers of the corpse-eating cult held in Ward No. [-] of Qingshan Mental Hospital.

"Speaking of which, you don't understand people's language, do you? No way, no way?"

Such a mocking tone made the scorched female corpse covered with corpse oil, the sticky long hair wriggling under the wooden bed pause visibly to the naked eye, revealing scorched black and yellow fangs, and the mouth that was grinning strangely closed silently Going back, its pupilless eyes, in addition to the suffocating malice, also showed a bit of ferocious and terrifying demeanor.

"I see you! I see you!"

The charred female corpse did not open its mouth, but the cold female voice appeared in the ears of the three of Su Che at the same time without any difference. The dark yellow corpse oil soaked in the bed flowed wantonly like blood, and the strong burnt smell seemed to be able to kill The entire basement is lighted.