No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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Su Che drew out the butcher's knife and chopped down a lonely ghost, then dropped the tweeter and swung the mourning stick, smashing his head and face at the ghosts he was rushing to kill, knocking them out of their wits.

The fear of being dominated by Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, came to my heart again. Let alone the mountain ghosts, even Lord Hades would not have the guts to let them approach Su Che.

"I didn't fight for half a day and went to the house to uncover the tiles. I don't know where the ghost gate in the village is. I'm afraid that only after catching the mountain ghost can I find out where the ghost gate in the village is."

Striding towards the No. 714 bus, An Donglin and Kuang Cheng had been waiting for Su Che in the car for a long time. Seeing Su Che's figure, they threw two bundles of one-time consecrated mahogany swords at him.

Su Che caught the two bundles of one-off consecrated mahogany swords thrown by An Donglin and Kuang Cheng, and without even dismantling them, he aimed at the particularly eye-catching mountain ghost shrouded in the blazing blue arc like a bomb, and smashed them hard.

"You didn't eat the takeaway that was delivered to your door during the day, and now I have prepared a supper with extra ingredients for you to eat!"

Two bundles of one-time consecrated mahogany swords burst into flames as soon as they touched the mountain ghost covered in blazing blue arcs, and the astonishing heat increased exponentially. In addition, Professor Yang's pointer triggered high-voltage arcs to decompose all the time in the rain curtain The rainwater produces a large amount of oxygen and hydrogen, which can be said to explode when it is ignited.

Suddenly came into contact with two bundles of one-time consecrated mahogany swords emitting raging flames, and a violent explosion occurred naturally.

boom--

An orange-red fire cloud rose up centered on the mountain ghost, and the burst of light in an instant made the entire village almost like daytime.

Then, the one-time consecrated mahogany sword fragments shattered by the shock wave generated by the violent explosion shot out. These are just hot sawdust fragments for living people, but the lethal dose is not too much for lonely ghosts.

Two bundles of disposable mahogany sword fragments swept across a radius of dozens of meters, and there was silence.

When the flames of the explosion slowly dissipated in the torrential rain, the mountain ghost in the center of the explosion was no longer a ghost under everyone's gaze.

Most of the green-haired body was blown to pieces, and a large number of fragments of the one-time consecrated mahogany sword were attached to it and continued to burn, even in the torrential rain.

Counting the lair that Su Che led to blow up to the sky, and the experience of sneak attacking and being killed during the day, this moment is the third time that the mountain ghost has been defeated by Su Che.

The clay figurine is still angry, let alone this mountain ghost who has enjoyed sacrifices by living people in the village for many years?

So its purpose is quite clear, the thunderous gongs and drums were eclipsed by the violent explosion just now, facing Su Che rubbing its sharp fangs, the mountain ghost seemed to open its big closed mouth under half of its cheek to him.

But Su Che didn't give it this chance, "If you want to confess anything, wait until you get into the situation, but I don't think you have this chance, you should seize the opportunity to sing a song of tears."

At the same time as the sound fell, the pig-killing knife in his hand was thrown vigorously, tearing the air and piercing the rain curtain. The blazing blue arcs triggered by Professor Yang's pointer caught the pig-killing knife coming through the air with the momentum of thunder, and hit Zhongshan accurately. The ghost's mouth was full of sharp fangs, and they chopped into it.

The mountain ghost's teeth shattered and its mouth rotted in an instant, and Su Che simply and simply sealed the big mouth that hadn't opened yet with a butcher's knife.

Seeing this horrifying and terrifying scene, the lonely and wild ghosts around were almost frightened out of their wits on the spot.

Why are you a living person scarier than us ghosts?

The lonely wild ghost was completely frightened, and was chased and killed by three and a half red-clothed ghosts and other terrifying ghosts. The ghost in white is also on the run.

Villagers and foreign tourists hiding in the stilted buildings of the two B&Bs stared at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time......

"This, this, this.... Didn't this Maoshan Taoist just come back from further training in Syria?" Zhang Xiaonan opened his mouth wide.

Lin Yue also lost her voice, "Let me just say, I felt that he was much scarier than that dead baby on the bus, and this hunch was indeed right!"

Snapped!Snapped!

Yang Biao slapped himself hard twice, and after confirming that he was not dreaming, he stared at Su Che who was standing in the rain with his umbrella slowly retrieved, "I'm really a dog, the hundredth of Taoist priests in Maoshan!" The descendants of the [-]th generation are so terrifying!"

I don't know if it was Yang Biao's delusion. After being rescued from the villager's house by the villagers in the village and the foreign tourists brought by Fu An with one-time consecrated mahogany swords, he has always felt something following him all the way. Now this feeling is even more intense.

He rubbed his aching face and glanced left and right. In the corner of the corridor in the crowded stilted building, an umbrella that was still dripping with rain came into his eyes.

People come and go, but no one seems to have seen the umbrella.

When Yang Biao saw the umbrella for the first time, the strong feeling of being followed by something disappeared.

A bloodstain with a faint smell slid down from the top of the umbrella handle, and another bloodstain with a faint smell slid down from the top of the umbrella handle......

In the blink of an eye, the entire umbrella that was still dripping with rain was completely covered by bloodstains that diffused a strange smell.

But in Yang Biao's eyes, this umbrella completely covered with bloodstains that diffused a strange smell...

At some point, it turned into a pure white wedding dress, only decorated with blooming blood plums on the skirt.

"What is this?"

Yang Biao didn't ask these words, and his consciousness fell into a complete standstill.

Chapter 640 Within the Sixth Gate of Ghosts

The No. 714 bus driven by the subdued ghosts rampaged through the village, and the lonely ghosts full of ghosts in the village were chased like dogs in mourning.

Villagers and foreign tourists hiding in the stilted buildings of the two B&Bs watched cautiously. The scenes of infiltrating people and ghosts beating ghosts in the village made them more and more dazzled, and they all took a deep breath in their hearts.

To be reasonable, compared to the mountain ghost who has been doing evil in the village for many years and asking for living sacrifices, Su Che, who called out many terrifying ghosts at this time, scares them even more.

The extra-staff criminal police in Nanfeng Ghost Town......

Feelings, this police officer Su is really not joking!

Professor Yang's whip, which continuously released blazing high-voltage arcs, was stuck on his body, and the remaining half of the mouth under the cheek was chopped to pieces with a butcher's knife, and the lonely ghosts with a radius of tens of meters were thrown by Su Che to act as cluster bombs The two bundles of disposable consecrated mahogany swords were blown up to ashes.

The mountain ghosts who were crushed by Su Che one after another were completely paralyzed.

Facing Su Che, who was a little more terrifying than the evil ghost, the mountain ghost could only temporarily swallow the anger that his lair was blown up to the sky, and shamelessly chased after the few white-clothed ghosts who survived the violent explosion in an attempt to escape. .

"Want to run?"

Bang!

The mountain ghost's body full of peach wood sword fragments and burning flames was staggered violently by the mourning stick, and the entire back exposed to Su Che was sunken and bloody.

"Why do you say you are in such a hurry? In addition to preparing a supper with extra ingredients for you tonight, I have also prepared four beautiful brides in a hole in advance to marry you. I hope you will not be ignorant. "

As he said that, Su Che swung the mourning stick for another blow, which twitched only half of the mountain ghost's cheek.

Have you heard that this is still a human language?

You, a sinister and despicable living person, not only attacked me twice and three times, a mountain god who is severely disabled and has only half of his head left, but now you want to force me to marry four male brides?

Are you still a person?

If the mountain ghost had even the slightest consciousness, it might have blurted out this sentence, but unfortunately it didn't.

Hit by the mourning stick twice, the mountain ghost's body, which was still shrouded in the blazing blue arc and the burning flames of the mahogany sword fragments, was no longer a ghost. It grabbed the two white-clothed ghosts beside it full of resentment and anger, tearing apart.

The dead branches of the vines wrapped around the ghost in white shattered in an instant, and the white blood-oozing flowers that bloomed on the dead branches of the vines, along with the torrential rain, sprinkled toward Su Che.

At this moment, the strange fragrance was so strong that it turned into some kind of unspeakable stench, so that the lonely ghost tens of meters away would emit billowing black smoke and rot into dry bones in the blink of an eye. , and then disappear completely.

And Su Che, who was in the center of this unconcealable stench, was also not feeling very well. The clothes washed by the heavy rain were gradually stained with bloodstains that emitted a faint smell. Su Che still remembered this kind of bloodstains. The bloodstains he had seen on the statue of the Celestial Master Zhong Kui outside the guest room of the newlyweds Gu Fei and Shen Jingfen who were haunted by the ghost of the wedding dress in the hotel.

Holding his breath, Su Che shook the more and more bloodstains on the clothes, but the bloodstains seemed to be solidified on the clothes, and it was impossible to shake them off with the rain.

The movement of the mountain ghost to tear the white-clothed ghosts did not stop, until all the white-clothed ghosts were torn apart, and the white blood-oozing flowers were scattered all over the sky.

Then, at the same time that Su Che took off his blood-stained clothes...something strange happened in the whole village.

Looking around, Su Che had a quick glimpse of the entire village.

The road surface submerged by the muddy rainwater is constantly breaking, becoming potholes, uneven, scattered and scattered in the village. The residences of the villagers on stilts have more and more human-shaped silhouettes. The lights and torches lit inside and outside the stilts are still there As it got darker, the gloomy ghostly fires became denser, and the unspeakable stench wafted all over the village.

tick...tick...

This is not the sound of rainstorms pouring down. Su Che looked around, and looked at the stilted buildings in the village that were lit up with ghostly lights. blood of...

Looking left and right, you can see the rice fields, the pig pens where poultry and livestock are raised, the muddy paths that are irregularly distributed, the muddy rainwater that can be seen everywhere...the shocking scarlet color is everywhere.

In the entire village at this time, only the two stilted buildings that Su Che used to house villagers and foreign tourists in the village were still normal, and the scarlet that spread and eroded was blocked by the two lamps that restrained the wayfinder.

But this weird and terrifying change didn't stop there. Instead, it crossed the two Diaojiao B&Bs and continued to spread to the surroundings.

"Is this the ghost gate in the village?"

The No. 714 bus was coming, Su Che thought to himself while jumping on it.

Scenes of the scene I saw in the dream last night flowed in my mind, and the picture was finally frozen in the cave, reflecting the green-haired mountain ghost and a pool of blood from a few white oozing petals.

Such a realization emerged in Su Che's mind, "I seem to have misunderstood the relationship between cause and effect. This mountain ghost and the white-clothed ghost with bleeding petals were born because of the living sacrifices in the village since ancient times, not because they led the village. Whether it is the Beimenxie and Pima ghosts in Baiping Town, or the mountain ghosts and white-clothed ghosts in this village, they are all just ghost festivals around Shuangqing City during the Ghost Festival. A supernatural event based on a folklore ghost."

"So... what is the true face of the Ghost Festival?"

Su Che knew very well the truth that if you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won't catch the tiger's cub. The mountain ghost in front of him seemed to want to pull the whole village into the ghost gate. He touched the black book of the Guild of Ghost Story in his arms, and secretly said, "There are still a few ghosts in the mirror in the black book. No matter what the situation is, relying on the mirror world of the Daliuwan Haunted House as a transit, they can always escape successfully. However, there are not many opportunities to explore the true face of the ghost festival. Rare opportunity."

The blood was surging, the road was cracked, and the smell of fish and decay in the air became stronger. Those stilted buildings with ghostly will-o'-the-wisp lights seemed to be built by pale, bloodless corpses.

The dense forest in the mountains turned into a mountain of corpses, the turbid rain that flooded the village turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the biting cold mountain wind blew past like howling ghosts, chilling people's hearts.

The entire village at this moment feels terrifying like hell.

From a distance, there seems to be a more strange and terrifying vast space outside the stockade where the corpse mountain and blood sea are, appearing at the end of the horizon where the corpse mountain is stacked with mountains.

Looking at such a vast space, Su Che suddenly realized, "It's broken, the mountain ghost's old lair in the ghost gate is too big, relying on the oxygen and hydrogen produced by the electrolysis of water with Professor Yang's pointer, plus the rest of the ghost bus." One-time consecration of the mahogany sword cannot be blown up at all!"

Chapter 640 The burden of biting the mountain ghost and taking it down the mountain will be handed over to you, hurry up!

"Isn't this battle a bit too exaggerated?" Seeing through the car window that his appearance had changed drastically, Zhaizi Kuangcheng, who was as terrifying as hell, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Su Che smiled indistinctly, and said, "This mountain ghost has made more noise than just this village. The environment here now makes me feel like old K, do you know what kind of place it looks like?"

"Where?" Kuang Cheng asked suspiciously.

Su Che's voice sank, "The Hell Train on Subway Line [-] of Shuangqing City stops at the ghost town outside the unmanned platform."

"That ghost town..." Kuang Cheng gasped.

"That's right, it's that ghost city!" Su Che looked farther and farther, and continued to add in his heart, "I didn't notice it just now, but the deeper the change, the feeling that I saw that ghost city on the unmanned platform at that time brought me back to my heart." It makes me feel stronger."

"If this is the case, it can completely explain where the ghosts that can almost crowd the hell train come from. There is definitely a gap between that ghost city and the ghost gate that may only be opened during the Ghost Festival. contacted."

Seeing that Su Che said with certainty that the stockade at this time was very similar to the ghost town outside the platform, Kuang Cheng calmed down, opened his mouth and said, "If the mountain ghosts make a fuss and That ghost city is related, doesn't it mean that in the dark side of the entire Shuangqing City, there is a ghost city that does not belong to the living?"

After a little thought, Su Che replied, "Since we took the No. 714 ghost bus through the Shanglinshan Tunnel and entered the Shuangqing Land boundary, the ghosts that appeared one after another seem to be related to each other. This supernatural event that can affect the entire Shuangqing City is not without the possibility that you, old K, said."

"Good guy... This stuff sounds much scarier than that ghost at the Jiangcheng Bridge." Kuang Cheng's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Fatty Qian beside him was hiccupping uncontrollably from the shock, and he didn't know if it was because the parasitic starved ghost in his abdominal cavity was scared to death.

"To face this level of supernatural events... President, you think too highly of us!" Kuang Cheng said with a mournful face.

If he had known that he would encounter such a horrible supernatural event when he came to Shuangqing, he would [-]% learn from Mr. J and break three ribs by himself, and then he would be admitted to the orthopedics department of the Third Hospital to accompany Mr. J to recuperate.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"For the salary increase, my old K has paid too much." Kuang Cheng said with emotion in such a muffled voice.