No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Come! Come! The mountain god is here!"

"..."

The ingenious human voice imitated by the hazy dark ghost came from afar, and the villagers and tourists in the village behind Su Che were in an uproar when they heard the voice, and the hands holding the one-time consecrated mahogany sword trembled slightly.

Chapter 640 In the end, it's still a matter of who chases who!

"Big fellows, don't be afraid, these are just some brats." Su Che looked back at the trembling villagers and tourists in the village, and loudly cheered them on.

Then he pulled out four or five one-time consecrated mahogany swords from his backpack.

"Eat me a hundred-step flying sword!"

The one-time consecrated mahogany sword burst out of the air with a whistling sound, piercing through layers of rain curtains, and fell into the hazy and dark ghost shadow in the torrential rain, carrying amazing heat and easily piercing through the hazy and dark ghost shadow.

Bang.

The blazing fire suddenly exploded.

Accompanied by the billowing flames of the exploding mahogany sword once consecrated, the four hazy and dark ghost figures were burned into smoke.

"Let's go, hack them to death!"

Su Che yelled violently, and the panic that had spread among the villagers and tourists in the village just now dissipated.

Seeing Su Che stabbing four hazy and dark ghosts to death one by one like a string of gourds, everyone at the scene immediately became less afraid. With the addition of a few bold leaders, everyone immediately screamed like animals Go straight ahead.

Hundreds of hazy and dark ghosts floating in the torrential rain and turbid rain, as if they had seen a ghost, looked at the group of screaming living people, and were consecrated by them all at once. Tao Mujian trembled with fear.

Grass.

Are you ghosts, or are we ghosts?

Are you living people not even afraid of ghosts?There are hundreds of ghosts!

The villagers and tourists in the village didn't talk so much nonsense, they chopped with the one-time consecrated mahogany sword like they were fighting.

Flames burst and splashed, ghosts cried and wolves howled.

Not to mention the dozen or so living people in the village and foreign tourists who have never seen this battle, even these hazy and dark ghosts have never been heard of, and in an instant, they were as innocent as the black and evil forces gathering crowds to fight. The chaotic living people were killed without armor.

Afterwards, Su Che took out a one-time consecrated mahogany sword from his backpack from time to time, and struck the hazy and dark ghost in the distance with precision like a scalpel.

This is a complete one-sided slaughter.

If it weren't for the fact that there were only a dozen or so villagers and tourists in the village, these hazy and dark ghosts would probably collapse at the first touch.

At this moment, Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun, and Tao Man, who had consumed the one-time consecrated mahogany sword in the mountain, were particularly conspicuous. , across the heavy rain to attack the four people.

Su Che yelled violently, "You ghosts are so courageous, you even dare to touch the fallen cave man and bride who are favored by the mountain god, don't you want to live?"

Naturally, these hazy and dark ghosts couldn't understand what Su Che was talking about. They imitated the voices of living people just to attract the living people to take the bait, so as to achieve the purpose of harming people. Naturally, they would not pay too much attention to Su Che. Che's words.

But they could clearly feel the aura of fierce ghosts in red clothes emanating from the unattractive word "two" next to Su Che's shadow. Tiger Cave, was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

In the eyes of Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun, and Tao Man, the strange behavior of these hazy and dark ghosts undoubtedly confirmed their identities as the so-called fallen man and bride.

The four people whose combined age was nearly [-] years old cried and screamed like a child.

"I'm in my fifties, and I can't marry a mountain god as a male bride! I'm going to jail, I broke the law, let me go to jail!"

"Help me, I don't want to be a man in a hole, I don't want to be a man in a hole, I can't stand this grievance, shoot me, I'd rather be shot on the shooting range for half an hour."

"I plead guilty, Police Officer Su, I plead guilty, you can sentence me whatever you want, shoot me dead, don't let the mountain god arrest me and make me a male bride."

"Woooooooo...I don't want to be a man in a hole...don't want to be a male bride..."

Su Che shrugged, and said helplessly, "The mountain god has a lot of taste. I have nothing to do with the four of you! You can go tonight with peace of mind... oh no, you can marry the mountain god with peace of mind tonight." Bar!"

As soon as these words came out, the mentality of the four of them completely collapsed.

Hundreds of hazy and dark ghosts were rushed and killed by the villagers and tourists in the village. They lost their helmets and armor, and fled to various places in the village in a panic. Burned to black charcoal, Su Che then used the one-time consecrated mahogany sword carried in his backpack to replenish their equipment.

The people who regrouped in this way headed for the stockade in a mighty way, and the other hazy and dark ghosts scattered outside the stilted buildings in the stockade imitating the voices of living people in an attempt to attract living people to take the bait were bad luck.

Without Su Che's action, the villagers and foreign tourists in the village with high morale rushed forward, fully demonstrating what it means to beat a dog in the water.

Charge and kill all the way, like entering a land without ghosts.

As Su Che walked, he looked around. The village that was completely out of power was pitch black, and occasionally only the faint light of candles or firewood could be seen. Zhaizi was scared out of his wits.

"Uncle Fu, before nightfall, find a bigger house and gather all the living people in the village. We burned and exploded the mountain god's lair, and it will definitely not let it go. Tonight we will completely destroy it." The best time to eradicate them." Su Che approached Fu An and confessed, and handed out the last dozen or so one-time consecrated mahogany swords left in his backpack.

Fu An, who had seen Su Che use a one-time consecrated mahogany sword fragment high-explosive grenade to blow up the mountain god's lair to the sky, naturally agreed. He took the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that Su Che distributed again, and then called the people in the team to find the place in the village. other people.

"There are ghosts everywhere in the village right now. Be careful. If you encounter an unexpected situation that you can't handle, don't force yourself. Just wait for our subsequent support." Su Che then reminded.

Fu An nodded vigorously, "We will definitely not make mistakes in what Police Officer Su explained."

Looking at the back of Fu An's group walking away, Su Che stroked the big black dog's head, "You follow, and if you find something wrong, please come and report to me. Also, don't look around for something to eat!"

The big black dog was so excited that he stuck out his tongue at Su Chehachihachi, as if he was bargaining.

"Your dog is really a dog. You have to bargain for the price when you work. I will give you a bag of dog food when I come back. There is no more." Su Che patted the big black dog.

The halazi flowed out of the dog's mouth and fell into the muddy rainwater under its feet. The big black dog's eyes were full of green light, and it pulled its throat and howled, "Wow, woof!"

Then he turned around and chased after Fu An and his party.

Su Che took Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun, and Tao Man with him, and walked quickly to the homestay where everyone from the Guild Story Association was staying, stepping on the turbid rainwater up to their feet.

"It's only ten o'clock in the morning, and the village has become the current scene where ghosts and monsters are rampant. I don't know what will happen after nightfall. Mountain ghosts and ghost gates... must give it tonight. Thorough physical transcendence!" Glancing at the time displayed on the phone screen from the corner of his eye, Su Che said in a deep voice in his heart.

Then there was a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a serious tone, "Avoid the pursuit of the mountain ghost? In the end, who will chase and kill whom is still a matter of opinion!"

Before the words finished, the hazy and black ghost hiding in the dark was already trembling with shock from Su Che's murderous words.

Chapter 640 The Second Attack

Originally, Su Che just thought that the current scene of ghosts and monsters rampant in the village was due to the supernatural events brought about by the mountain ghost and the opening of the ghost gate, and those hazy and dark people who were easily defeated by the villagers and tourists in the village with a one-time consecrated mahogany sword. Ghost shadows are just resentful souls entrenched in the village.

But when Su Che led Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun and Tao Man more and more into the stockade, especially when he saw some people hiding in the dark, who died in different ways, but seemed to have a little bit of consciousness left, and they were different from the others. Seeing those ghosts with completely different shadows and shadows, Su Che felt more and more that the ghost gate opened due to the arrival of the Ghost Festival would bring more than a series of horrific supernatural events.

Without stopping, they headed straight to the homestay where everyone from the Guitan Association was staying.

Passing the stilted buildings where other villagers lived in the village along the way, Su Che could clearly feel fearful eyes looking at him, but the more he walked into the village, the less and less such eyes became, and in the end he even fell into a strange dead silence among.

When Su Che brought the four of them to the B&B not far from the parking station, an inexplicably deserted atmosphere rushed over. The haunted building, from the inside to the outside, has no aura of living beings.

Su Che stopped outside the Diaojiaolou B&B and stood there for a while. Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun, and Tao Man looked at the Diaojiaolou B&B in front of them tremblingly, feeling ominous.

Professor Yang's teaching whip in his sleeve fell silently into his palm, and the other hand reached for the mourning stick wrapped in plastic film hanging on the outside of the backpack at the same time, before Su Che continued to walk towards Diaojiaolou B&B.

Before entering the homestay, the cold air penetrated directly into Su Che's clothes.

In the stockade where the power was completely cut off, the Diaojiaolou B&B was pitch black, and one could only see the counter full of sundries inside the B&B, and behind it sat a grizzled old man smoking a shisha.

He looked at least in his 60s, with black and white stubble on his chin, and he was wearing patched coarse cloth clothes. The sleeves and trouser legs were all rolled up, and they were full of water stains.

And on the counter in front of him, there is a pair of straw sandals that are completely soaked and dripping water, like a farmer who ran into the Diaojiaolou homestay to avoid the rain in a sudden rainstorm.

Seeing Su Che walking in with four people, he exhaled white smoke from his nostrils, with a surprised expression on his face, but he quickly reacted and said, "It's raining so hard, are you all wet? Come in quickly Take shelter from the rain, put on fire, but don’t catch a cold!”

"Master is so enthusiastic, then I, Su, will be disrespectful." Su Che replied with a kind smile on his face.

Walking slowly into the stilted building, Professor Yang's teaching whip and mourning stick were ready to go, but Su Che didn't rush to make a move, but changed the subject suddenly, "Speaking of which, this stilted building doesn't seem to be your house, sir?"

"Hey, you, I kindly asked you to come in to shelter from the rain, but you said that this house on stilts is not my house? Does this have anything to do with you?" He had a bewildered expression on his face.

The smile on Su Che's face did not diminish, and he said in a shocked voice, "Of course it is related! Now I suspect that you are related to a burglary case. Now you have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court !"

"Now, you are under arrest!"

Bang!

The old man put down the hookah in his hand, slapped the countertop with his thick, callused palm, and made a loud noise, "Why are you so ungrateful, not to mention that you respect the old and love the young, Instead, you put a pot of shit on the old man's head?"

"Don't play with me like that. Now I, Su, am talking to you as Daoist Su, a non-staff criminal policeman in Nanfeng Ghost Town. Is it possible that you want to toast instead of fine wine and violently resist the law?" Su Che's tone suddenly turned cold.

Seeing Su Che's bad attitude, especially seeing Su Che's bulging Type 54 pistol in his waist, the old man seemed to have the tendency to admit cowardly on the spot, slowly raised his hands, and mumbled something vaguely in his mouth .

However, Su Che didn't wait for his hands to rise above his head, and shouted loudly, "What are you trying to do? You are moving and I will take necessary measures. The first warning! The second warning! The third warning!"

Professor Yang's teaching whip, already in his hand, flashed with an arc, and even the paper strips wrapped around the mourning stick were dyed a touch of fiery blue.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do?" The old man raised his hands in mid-air, terrified.

Su Che didn't mean to talk nonsense, and Professor Yang's whip and the mourning stick, which were flickering with blazing blue arcs, slammed down on the old man.

There was a bang.

The blazing blue arc hit the old man's body and moved along the wet clothes. The stench of electric burnt diffused instantly, and the mourning stick directly smashed his hands that had not been raised above his head, and they fell down weakly.

This change startled Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun, and Tao Man who were still drenched in the rain outside the stilted building. What made them even more frightened was the next change in this uncle.

The wet clothes faded away soundlessly, replaced by tufts of green hair, and a mutilated cheek slanting from left to right appeared in the eyes of the four.

"Mountain God!"

"This old man is a mountain god!"

"Run, I don't want to be a man in a cave, I don't want to be a man's bride."

"Shut up, old man, there are ghosts outside."

The movement of Su Che's hands didn't stop. The mountain ghost who was suddenly attacked by Su Che had no power to resist. He was beaten mercilessly by Su Che with Professor Yang's whip and the mourning stick. The counter was broken, sawdust splashed, and scattered debris fell are everywhere.

"What do you want me to do?" Professor Yang's whip, which was flickering with blazing blue arcs, was stabbed forcefully into the mountain ghost's green-haired body by Su Che. A ghost braving the blazing blue lightning, and then he continued, "Of course I want to give you a buff!"

At this time, the mountain ghost completely ignored Su Che. It opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and let out roars, as if it was venting its anger when Su Che accidentally blew up its lair.

Sudden.

"President! What are you doing standing outside motionless? Come in quickly!"

A soft and sweet female voice came from behind Su Che.

Su Che's eyes suddenly lit up, and suddenly he found himself standing on the flat ground outside the Diaojiaolou B&B with Fu Zhaoquan, Ma Kuan, Wu Qun, and Tao Man. The torrential rain drenched everyone completely.

Only the mourning stick that was smashed down in a gesture, and Professor Yang's whip that was stabbed into the body of the green-haired mountain ghost and was not drawn out, proved that what happened just now was not an illusion.

Su Che turned her head, and the person standing behind her was Britney, she blinked suspiciously, deeply puzzled that Su Che and the four people who were arrested last night stood outside the B&B and never went in.

Dim candlelight projected from the window of the Diaojiaolou B&B room in front of you, and the car lights flickered on the parking lot outside the greeting station not far away. It seemed that some foreign tourists were turning on the lights of their vehicles and charging their electronic products.