No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

His voice was not loud, but it was very important. The villagers in the village who were inexplicably terrified finally settled down. Several bold young men volunteered to find a thin coffin and hastily collected Fu Jincai's body.

Su Che was also among the crowd. He asked everyone from the Guild of Ghost Story to stay at the B&B to prevent the wedding ghosts from taking the opportunity to attack the newlyweds Gu Fei and Shen Jingfen. However, he took advantage of the opportunity of the rainstorm to subside and simply walked through the village.

His eyes swept over Fu Jincai's face, which was swollen and white with blisters, but without any bumps and scars, and the stiff facial expression of the headman in the village after he learned that the deceased was Fu Jincai.

The night was getting dark, Su Che hid in the dark, and silently followed the leader of the village who turned to leave.

Chapter 630 As a descendant of Maoshan, it is normal to have an identity in plain clothes, right?

The turmoil brought about by Fu Jincai's death was far from subsided. Although the village became silent again in the middle of the night, Su Che could vaguely feel the restlessness hidden deep in the hearts of the villagers in the village.

They are afraid.

Fear of the thing that silently killed Fu Jincai.

For the time being, Su Che still doesn't know whether the person who killed Fu Jincai was the woman wandering in the village to take revenge, or the mountain god who came down from the mountain to take the sacrifice himself.

However, based on Su Che's conjecture, he was more inclined to kill Fu Jincai because of the woman rumored by the villagers in the village, rather than the so-called mountain god.

Following the headman from a distance, or feeling the strange breath brought by Fu Jincai's bizarre death, the headman's footsteps gradually became flustered, and he almost fell several times while walking on the slippery road after the heavy rain.

The headman knocked on the doors of several houses one after another, muttering in a low voice for a while, and after a while, five middle-aged and elderly men with livid and gloomy faces gathered around him, holding polished hatchets in their hands, The flashlight quietly walked to an old stilted building with a sense of age, and then opened the door and entered.

Su Che hid in the dark and waited for a few minutes. Several people who had entered the old stilted building suddenly poked their heads out, scanned the surroundings several times, and closed the door after confirming that no one else was following behind them. The wooden door of the stilted building and lock it from the inside.

"The criminal gang's connection looks a bit serious. It seems that this village is not safe."

Quietly approaching the old stilted building, Su Che vaguely heard a quiet but extremely fierce quarrel coming from the old stilted building. The voice of the conversation was the Miao dialect, and Su Che couldn't understand what they were talking about at all. , so he turned on the phone recorder quietly and recorded their fierce quarrel.

After about half an hour, the quarrel in the old stilted building gradually subsided, and the voice of the leader was heard from time to time, and a few minutes later, the movement in the old stilted building completely subsided.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden door locked from the inside was opened. The headman and the other two came out first and returned along the original road, followed by the other three. They looked around with flashlights and polished hatchets. After looking around for a while, he walked along the path to the intersection of the mountain on the west side of the stockade.

Su Che didn't choose to keep up with them. He lurked in place and waited for everyone to leave for a long time before getting up and returning to the homestay where he was temporarily staying.

"The leader of the village and the other two went back to their respective homes. The other three probably went into the mountain to marry a cave girl and sacrifice to the mountain god. What do they want to do?"

Looking at the more than 40-minute recording on the phone, Su Che said with emotion, "It's really troublesome not to understand what they are saying, and I have to find someone to help translate."

On the way back to the B&B, the rain, which had been on the verge of stopping, became heavier again. Although it did not look like the heavy rain that covered the sky and the sun at first, it also formed a dense rain curtain, which was easy enough to drench people into drowning chickens.

Looking back, a few orange flashlights flashed on the small road connected to the entrance to the mountain on the west side of the stockade. The three people who wanted to enter the mountain before were completely soaked and had to turn back halfway.

Back at the homestay, almost all the rooms were brightly lit, and even the other tourists except Su Che and his party were chatting vividly and quietly about the rumors of someone's mysterious death in the village.

Su Che went straight to the door of the room where the bus conductor lived, walked up to him, and knocked lightly on the door.

The door creaked open, revealing the sleepy face of the bus conductor.

Seeing that it was Su Che who knocked on the door, he hurriedly opened the door, resisting the urge to yawn and said softly, "Daozhang Su, what do you need from me?"

"It's an important matter." Su Che said without haste.

The bus conductor took a deep breath, turned back to the room, the bus driver who was sleeping like a dead pig took a look, and hurried out of the room without even bothering to put on his coat.

"I suspect that there are organized, premeditated and planned criminal activities in the village, so I need you to help translate the content of their conversation."

Back in their room, Kuang Cheng, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang were chatting while paying attention to the situation of the newlyweds Gu Fei and Shen Jingfen next door, while Xiao Tiantian and Qian Fatzi were broadcasting strange talk radio in another room .

Su Che signaled the three of them to keep quiet with his eyes, and then turned on the recording that lasted forty minutes, and the sound of fierce quarreling instantly came out from the speaker of the mobile phone.

The more I listened, the bus conductor's face became more solemn.

He raised his hand and pressed down, asking Su Che to lower the volume. It wasn't until Su Che turned the volume down that he couldn't concentrate and couldn't hear what was being said through the loudspeaker at all. Then the bus conductor relayed in a very low voice:

"The content of their quarrel was about a woman, but they didn't say what the woman's name was. The content of the quarrel was very messy. Let me sort it out... The time was about three years ago now, which happened to be three years ago. The annual sacrifice to the mountain god is the time. At that time, bloody living sacrifices have not been carried out in the village for a long time, but the tradition of regularly offering sacrifices to the mountain god is still preserved.

They didn't go into details later, it seems that something terrible happened during the sacrifice to the mountain god, and all the people who participated in the sacrifice to the mountain god were entangled in some kind of dirty things, so they had to use the bloody living sacrifice again. Survive under the filth that entangles them......

They sacrificed the woman alive and married her to the mountain god, but the girl in the cave was not the girl of the yellow flower, so the ritual of the sacrifice seemed to have failed. That night, the dogs in the village kept barking, and they waited until the next morning. It was found that all the livestock in the whole village were dead. "

The bus conductor was speechless, "Is this a mountain god or a ghost?"

Su Che nodded thoughtfully, "The incident in this village should have happened three years ago. The leader of the village and the other five people he met tonight should have witnessed the incident that year."

"Continue to translate." Su Che looked at the bus conductor.

The bus conductor concentrated his attention and continued to translate the content, "After all the livestock in the village died, they found that the mountain god's revenge did not come, but the woman who was sacrificed by them appeared. Every rainy night, the woman who was sacrificed by them It will appear, knock on the door from door to door, and if you don’t open the door, there will be no accidents. As long as the door is opened to it, the whole family will die overnight.”

"Later, they moved something back from the cave where they worshiped the mountain god, and the matter gradually subsided. Until today, three years later, when the day of living sacrifices to the mountain god was approaching, that woman appeared in the village again. Fu Jincai was the one The first person killed by a woman, none of them can escape, and only by finding another fully qualified woman to sacrifice alive to the mountain god this year can peace be restored in the village."

"Following that, the headman in the village ordered other people to go to the cave to worship the mountain god and bring back the things used for the sacrifice, and the headman chose the target in the past few days, and then took advantage of the night to choose the opportunity to attack Anyway, there are so many foreigners coming in the village, it's not easy to find a single woman."

After the recording was played, the bus conductor never imagined that this Daoist Su could get such crucial recording evidence without anyone noticing it. He looked at Su Che cautiously, "These people in the village are simply insane, Su Che Daoist, why don't we just call the police..."

"No need." Su Che took out the Type 54 pistol from his waist and patted it in front of the bus conductor, "As a descendant of Maoshan who is under the jurisdiction of the Religious Affairs Office and goes to work with a work permit, I, Su, have a plainclothes Identity is also normal, right?"

Chapter 630 Three Enthusiastic Citizen Mr. Su Has a Flexible Identity

On different occasions, Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, has a flexible and changeable identity. This is the deep impression Su Che left on everyone in the Ghost Story Association.

So whether the bus conductors believe it or not, they do anyway.

Su Che said solemnly, "Su Daochang, a non-staff criminal policeman in Nanfeng Ghost Town, police number: 1001011, apply to attack!"

"You guys continue to stay here and pay attention to the situation of the newlyweds Gu Fei and Shen Jingfen. I will take the first step to arrest the most vicious criminal gang in the village."

After finishing speaking, Su Che put his backpack on his back, left the B&B straight away, and walked quickly towards the residence of the headman in the village along the route he had written down earlier.

Seeing Su Che's back going away, cold sweat dripped from the ticket office on the bus, and he murmured in a frantic tone, "I really believe in your evil, the alarm number is 1001011, I think this is the inquiry number for China Unicom's call charges, right? What should I say at this time... Thank you China Unicom?"

Kuang Cheng and Tang Xun in the room didn't feel anything, only Jiang Gang hesitated to speak, and asked with hesitation, "There are obviously a lot of people listening to the recording, can Mr. Su deal with them all by himself?" ?”

The eyes of Kuang Cheng and Tang Xun gradually became weird, and Kuang Cheng looked up at the ceiling, "Let's not talk about settling these crazy criminals, even if all the ghosts in the village get together, including that mountain god tied together, it will be difficult for them to get together." Not enough for a long time to eat meat."

"Pure passer-by, tell me what you have to say. Brother K is right." Tang Xun immediately nodded in agreement.

Only Jiang Gang was left alone, looking at Su Che's back with suspicious eyes.

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At this time, they went to the cave to worship the mountain god to fetch things, but suddenly they were drenched by the heavy rain, and the three of them had to return halfway before they even had time to change their clothes, so they gathered in the stilted building where the headman in the village lived .

The three huddled together, watching the headman close all the doors and windows of the Diaojiaolou one by one, listening to the increasing sound of rain outside the Diaojiaolou, the howling night wind like howling ghosts and wolves, and the occasional bursts of thunder. The already apprehensive mood became even more panicked.

"Old Ma..."

Someone wanted to speak, but the headman gave him a vicious look.

There was a bang of thunder, and blazing lightning flashed from the night sky. Through the gaps in the planks of the stilted building, one could vaguely see a dark female figure standing outside the stilted building amidst the heavy rain.

"Open the door, it's me."

Fu Jincai's dull and clear voice, ignoring the noisy rain curtain, reached the ears of the four people in the stilted building.

dong dong dong.

In just a blinding moment, the pitch-black figure of a woman who made Fu Jincai's voice stood outside the door, and slammed her head toward the door with her face covered by her wet long hair. Sawdust splattered in all directions.

The atmosphere of extreme fear spread wildly in the Diaojiao building in an instant, making the four of them break out in cold sweat and turn pale with fright.

The sound of the rain became more intensive, and the black figure of the woman who was making Fu Jincai's voice outside the Diaojiaolou was dripping water from all parts of her body, spreading like a thick fog, and seeping in from the seam of the wooden door of the Diaojiaolou.

"Invite out the slough of the mountain god master, we will see if we survive tonight." The headman in the village was so scared that his face turned pale, and he shouted to the other three.

The other three looked at each other and quickly ran up to the second floor. After a while, they lifted a large lump of horny substance that was extremely smooth and stained with blood, and blocked it behind the door.

"Open the door, it's me." Fu Jincai's voice came again.

The dark female figure outside the door bumped into it again, and the blood-stained lump of horny substance that was blocked behind the door suddenly released a strange, sweet fragrance, which was as sweet as blood, and wafted bursts of fragrance.

However, the headman and the other three people in the stilted building avoided the scent, stepped back again and again, and covered their mouths and noses tightly with a cloth.

And the black figure of a woman bubbling water outside the door, the moment she came into contact with this strange fragrance, billowing black smoke rose from her body, as if suffering pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and let out a miserable howl that did not seem like a living person.

But its eyes, covered by long wet hair, seemed to be incapable of pain, and cast a vicious gaze at the four people in the stilted building through the seam of the wooden door soaked in water.

Twisting his pitch-black body, he slowly retreated into the heavy rain.

Outside the stilted building, the rain suddenly picked up. During the howling wind, the torrential rain overturned the tiles, smashed the doors and windows, and rattled the joints of the mortise and tenon joints.

The headman and the other three retreated further and further back in panic, pinning all their hopes on the remains of the mountain god blocking the door.

After a long time, the rain weakened, and the creaking noises at the mortise and tenon joints of the stilted buildings gradually became smaller, and even the swaying stilted buildings calmed down.

Just when the four people in the Diaojiaolou breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of the engine roaring wildly exploded outside the Diaojiaolou.

Immediately afterwards, a serious voice from the loudspeaker appeared outside the door.

"Listen, people inside, the facts of your crimes have been exposed. I advise you not to hold back, put down the weapons in your hands, come out and surrender."

Before the four people in the stilted building had enough time to think, 'What crime did I commit? ', 'Oops, things are exposed! ', 'Who is the person who came to arrest us? ', 'Will I be shot? 'these questions.

The crazily roaring and roaring sound of the engine had come before the eyes, and with a bang, the wooden door of the stilted building and the wooden walls on both sides were smashed into pieces.

"Fuck, what the hell is this?"

In the headman's eyes, a bus was full of rust marks and dense water plants grew on the roof. It looked like a bus that had just been fished out from the bottom of the river and crashed straight into his stilted building.

Holding a Type 54 pistol in one hand and holding a big black dog in the other, Su Che slowly walked out of the bus compartment. At this time, lightning flashed through the clouds again, and the sudden burst of light made Anton, who was bleeding profusely in his chest, Lin, Yuan He with only one head left, the ghost in uniform with bloody head, and the ghost asking for directions dangling left and right in the carriage by Su Che were all reflected.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the four people in the Diaojiao Building felt chills running down their spines, and all took a step back.

Su Che looked at the four people huddled together. While loading the Type 54 pistol with a click, he let out a big black dog with grinning teeth and green eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Why? You still want to be violent? Can't resist the law?"

Chapter 630 You are no longer a human being, and you still want the law to punish you?

Violent protests?

Who has the guts?

The four people in the stilted building looked at each other speechlessly, feeling like a dead dog.

They thought they would use the mountain god's slough to survive tonight, and wait until tomorrow morning to find a way to deal with that woman, or they would go on and on, and then catch a qualified woman to marry the mountain god as a living sacrifice, but they never thought of halfway Cheng Yaojin will come out.

The headman in the village looked flustered, staring at Su Che and the No. 714 bus that crashed into the stilted building, and tremblingly said in blunt Mandarin, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Then you have to listen carefully!" Su Che said in a deep voice, "Mr. Su, a non-staff policeman in Nanfeng Ghost Town, an enthusiastic citizen, code name: Maoshan Daoist Su, police number: 1001011, came here specially to arrest you A group of insane criminals will be brought to justice!"

The headman in the village looked confused and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

"Drop the murder weapon and put your hands on your head, you are under arrest!"