No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

While Su Che was talking with Kuang Cheng, the changes in the village had come to a halt, and the horror scene behind the ghost gate was completely presented to the villagers and tourists in the village, and everyone was so frightened by the hellish scene that they collectively lost their voices.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain ghost who pulled the entire village into the ghost gate made a new move, the sound of beating gongs and drums exploded like thunder, and then the mournful cry of a woman lingered over the entire village.

The mountain ghost, on the other hand, fled back to the mountain along the path between the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood at a jaw-dropping speed.

"In order to escape the tragic reality of marrying four male brides, there is no need to make a fuss like this. You just say a half word from your mouth, making it look like I, Su, can marry and sell by force."

The torrential rain became more urgent amidst the lingering cries of women.

"Catch up to the mountain!" Su Che said to the uniformed ghost driving the No. 714 bus.

At the bottom of the Lanjiang River, the No. 714 bus can walk on the flat ground. Speaking of it, Su Che has to thank the mountain ghost for making such a noise. Otherwise, how can the No. 714 bus go up the mountain? It's like hell here. Zhaizili gives full play to its advantages as a ghost bus.

The speeding bus No. 714 drove out of the village very quickly. Su Che looked back at the last two normal homestays on stilts in the village, and vaguely saw the man with long wet hair and face as pale as paint soaked in water. The female ghost hovered outside the two stilted buildings of the homestay.

"The female ghost can't enter the hotel for the time being, we have to go back quickly."

Climbing all the way along the rugged mountain road, the No. 714 bus finally stopped in front of a dilapidated mountain temple.

Blue bricks and red tiles, bloodless corpses cover the mountain temple like dead branches and branches, and under it, large pieces of mottled moss grow from the wall, which is as wet and slippery as human skin, making the eerie environment Rendered to the extreme.

"This is what the mountain ghost looks like in the ghost gate. This mountain temple is dilapidated, and this village looks like it hasn't been sacrificed for many years."

Su Che pointed at the mountain temple in front of the subdued ghost, "Slam into it!"

The speed of the 714 bus did not slow down, and it directly smashed the blue bricks and red tiles of the Shanshen Temple into pieces, and finally stopped in front of the steep steps in the Shanshen Temple.

Bringing two bundles of one-off consecrated mahogany swords and a big black dog, they stepped up the steps with Kuang Cheng and Qian Fatty, and quickly ran into the temple. Inside was a small courtyard less than ten square meters in size, scattered on the ground. Fragments of the peach-wood sword that were still smoking were scattered, and mottled moss like human skin was all around.

Followed by the fragments of the mahogany sword that fell on the ground, I arrived at the main hall of the mountain temple after a short trot. The green-haired mountain ghost of Martian was blocked in the hall by Su Che and three people, and there was no way to retreat.

"Escape from marriage? Don't want to marry a male bride? I, Su, asked you if you can escape?" Su Che threw two bundles of consecrated mahogany swords directly at his feet, and he continued to shout.

"President, do you really plan to let the mountain ghost marry those four old men who are over 200 years old?" Kuang Cheng asked in a low voice.

Su Che glanced at Kuang Cheng with a surprised look, "Do you believe this kind of deceit, old K?"

"..." Kuang Cheng was speechless, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart, "I wouldn't believe it if I were someone else, but you are Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen of Jiangcheng, and you can't do it." thing?"

"Be careful, both of you, don't let the mountain ghost run away again." Su Che took out the mourning stick, walked slowly into the hall with a bundle of consecrated mahogany swords, and approached the mountain ghost.

"You have only two ways to go now, either come down to the village with me to marry a male bride, or be blown up to the sky by me."

The mountain ghost showed a ferocious face, and the mouth that was still chopping with the butcher's knife kept squirming, trying to open its big mouth towards Su Che, but it was hindered by the butcher's knife that was completely cut into the mouth.

But it can't do anything.

One person and one ghost were deadlocked in the hall like this.

While Su Che was speaking, he was also staring at the mouth that the mountain ghost was trying to open in every possible way. He recalled that when the mountain ghost hadn't been hacked with a butcher's knife, the mountain ghost's big mouth full of sharp fangs had never been opened. Open, always closed.

"The ghost gate in the village won't be related to the mountain ghost's mouth, right?"

Su Che thought for a moment, "Never mind it, catch this mountain ghost first."

Shhhhhh.

Su Che pulled out a mahogany sword with one-time consecration, aimed at the mountain ghost and threw it forcefully.

With a snap of the fingers, the mountain ghost was pierced into a hedgehog by the one-time consecrated mahogany swords thrown by Su Che one after another. The fire continued to ignite, and the mountain ghost was burned and rolled all over the ground.

"It's almost there. Fortunately, this mountain ghost can't be completely wiped out, otherwise it would be bad to kill it." Seeing that the green hair on the mountain ghost was burnt into lumps of uneven coke, Su Che patted his hand, intending to fish in troubled waters. The big black dog who does not work, "I will leave the burden of biting the mountain ghost and taking it down the mountain to you, hurry up!"

Wang Wang Wang!

Hearing that the mountain ghost's body was almost burnt to charcoal by the one-time consecrated mahogany sword, the big black dog squirmed all over the ground, barked a few times, and then bit the mountain ghost fiercely like a vicious dog.

Chapter 640 Eight Falling Cave Flower Girl

"What's wrong with me?"

Yang Biao stared blankly at the pure white wedding dress, which was only decorated with blooming blood plums on the hem of the skirt. His mind was in chaos, and he couldn't even turn his head to think about such a simple thing.

Then, the body began to move involuntarily, and Yang Biao dared to swear that it was definitely not out of his original intention.

His consciousness was stiff and fuzzy, and he could vaguely feel a little shock from his body's actions, but Yang Biao couldn't control his own body that was moving automatically anyway.

From his point of view, at this moment, he is like an outsider reduced to his own body.

Squeezing through the dense crowd, picked up the pure white wedding dress that somehow changed from an umbrella, raised his arms uncontrollably, raised the whole pure white wedding dress above his head, and went downstairs in a very weird posture in the eyes of others .

At this time, the villagers and foreign tourists who were full of uneasiness in the face of the sudden terrifying changes in the village seemed to have not seen Yang Biao's strange behavior, or even noticed that there was a sudden loss of people around him.

At this time, if someone else can notice Yang Biao, they can see that his eye sockets have lost the shadow of his pupils and have been completely occupied by the whites of his eyes. His raised hands are full of dark bloodstains, and his limbs are trembling and twisting irregularly. It looked extremely scary, as if being possessed by a ghost.

After about ten minutes, Yang Biao unconsciously walked to the door of the stilted building of the hotel, which was closed by a one-time consecrated mahogany sword, holding a pure white wedding dress, and stared blankly at the door in front of him with his eye sockets completely occupied by the whites of his eyes.

Leaning forward and lowering his head slightly, Yang Biao's whole body almost fell on the door closed by the one-time consecrated mahogany sword.

The disposable mahogany sword that closed the door instead of the bolt became hot, and the blood-red ghost painting lines on the mahogany sword lit up, and the astonishing heat came out clearly, instantly igniting the sword.

puff.

Like cold water being poured into a frying pan, the pure white wedding dress that Yang Biao lifted above his head showed a scorched black color. Yang Biao also felt a heart-wrenching pain at this time, and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to feel pain. He exhaled, but even though his whole body was shaking with pain, he couldn't open his mouth.

He swooped down, and the wooden door illuminated by the one-time consecrated mahogany sword fire was smashed open by Yang Biao. The pungent bloody smell mixed with the rain and the icy mountain wind swept into the door, which immediately aroused the inner village of Diaojiaolou. The attention of villagers and foreign tourists.

"Why did the door suddenly open? There won't be ghosts coming in, right?"

"Shut it up, shut it up."

"Look, the mahogany sword tied to the door has been burned. There must be a ghost trying to break in, but it was burned by the mahogany sword at the door!"

After closing the wooden door, these people hurriedly inserted the consecrated mahogany sword in their hands into the door bolt again to feel relieved.

No one noticed that Yang Biao's figure had disappeared from the stilted building of the homestay.

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dong dong dong.

The wooden floor of the stilted building of the homestay suddenly vibrated. Gu Fei lowered his head stiffly, and through the half-finger-width gap between the wooden floors, he saw a big man's face with a beard.

"It's Yang Biao." Gu Fei was startled, "Why did he appear here?"

Shen Jingfen had question marks all over her head, "Who is Yang Biao?"

"The passenger who came to this village by a shuttle bus with us said a lot of strange things when he arrived in this village, and had a very serious conflict with Mr. Su."

"He left the village by himself after that, hell... he couldn't be a ghost, could he?" Gu Fei's heart trembled violently.

thump.

The wooden floor shook violently again, and Gu Fei could see that Yang Biao, who was in the pigsty below, was smashing the floor with his hands above his head.

"Yang...Yang Biao, are you a human or a ghost?" Gu Fei asked tremblingly.

However, Yang Biao didn't answer him at all, and his whole body trembled violently like an epileptic seizure under the attack of severe pain.

At this time, even if Gu Fei was a fool, he still felt something was wrong.

"Get out and find someone for help!" Gu Fei was so anxious that he was sweating, and shouted at Shen Jingfen.

Shen Jingfen subconsciously ran, and when she reached the door, she suddenly turned her head and said, "Gu Fei, where are you?"

Gu Fei didn't reply. He stared at Yang Biao under the wooden floor. Four or five fist-sized bruises appeared on his neck. His whole body trembled violently. Covered by streaks of bloodstains that gave off a strange smell, the blue-black blood vessels sprang up, and Gu Fei was terrified to see it.

"Go, go out and call someone, Yang Biao is following me, he is following me!"

"Come on!"

The not-so-thick wooden floor was shattered by Yang Biao's successive impacts. Regardless of his bloody hands, he poked his head out of the shattered wooden floor and grabbed Gu Fei's ankle.

"Ahhhh!"

Gu Fei let out a miserable scream as if he had been severely injured.

The wooden floor was stained with bloodstains, and a faint strange smell wafted from the ankle that Yang Biao was holding onto, and quickly spread to Gu Fei's whole body.

Shen Jingfen was stunned by the terrifying scene in front of her. She didn't have the guts to go up and pull Gu Fei out of Yang Biao's hands, so she had to open the door tremblingly, looking for Xiao Tian who was staying behind in the stilted building. Sweet help.

Before leaving, she looked back at Gu Fei, and in a trance, she saw dense bloodstains covering Gu Fei's whole body, piercing into his pupils, making his pupils disappear instantly, completely occupied by the yellowish whites of his eyes, which was extremely horrifying.

At this time, Gu Fei still had some consciousness remaining, and he yelled frantically, "Go, don't stop, you hurry up, go to Mr. Su... go to Mr. Su for help."

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The No. 714 bus driven by the subdued ghost drove out of the mountain of corpses steadily, and the big black dog bit the mountain ghost who had been burned into a pile of coke with a sad face. Not the fact that the mountain ghost was electrified.

The dog's mouth was numb, and the tongue was unable to spit it out. The weak current that shot through from time to time made the big black dog want to spit out the dirty thing, the mountain ghost.

"President, the crying of that woman in the village has stopped." As soon as the No. 714 bus drove into the village, Kuang Cheng immediately reacted and reminded Su Che.

Su Che's gaze drifted out of the window, and he saw the long-lasting torrential rain, and he didn't know when it also stopped along with the woman's wailing.

The sea of ​​blood that was surging under the torrential rain also returned to calm, and one after another white petals oozing blood emerged from the sea of ​​blood that spread throughout the village.

more and more... more and more...

All over the mountains and fields, the dirty blood oozing from all over the village carried white oozing petals flowing down the river. At this time, the mountain of corpses turned from dense forests on the mountain did not have this kind of blood emerging from the sea of ​​blood. There are many white oozing petals.

Suddenly, Fatty Qian burped extremely loudly, and his entire face turned pale in an instant. He glanced in horror at the stockade where many white oozing petals gathered, and was immediately speechless in fright.

After a long while, he said tremblingly, "President, look inside the stockade..."

"I have already seen that the starving ghost in your belly seems very scared."

Su Che kept looking sideways out of the window. At this moment, all the white bleeding petals in the village had completely gathered together, and an extremely weird and terrifying thing was replaced.

It exudes a strong rotten smell, but also exudes a lingering fragrance; its body is like a graceful woman, but it looks hideous and terrifying, not like a living person; its huge body is full of cold death, But it continued to grow out the white oozing petals that put it together.

It expresses the word contradiction vividly.

"What the hell is this...?" Kuang Chengxiang took out a bag of medical blood plasma and drank tons and tons of it as if he was under stress, until his ten fingers grew long and sharp nails. The pores are exposed, and the four fangs stick out of the lips, so that he can calm down.

Su Che didn't answer Kuang Cheng's question, but the exclamation full of fear came from the two stilted buildings of the homestay, which answered his doubt.

Villagers in the village in the Diaojiao building screamed, "Luodong Huanu, this is Luodong Huanu married to a mountain god...she's back, they're all back!"

The uniformed ghost stepped on the public car No. 714 with a squeak, and did not dare to drive any further. Even the voice of his speech became incoherent, "Big...Brother, what you have provoked this time is terrifying. It's not as simple as a red-clothed ghost at all... I... I apply to withdraw from the battle."

Chapter 640 The Ninth Mountain God is getting married again, everyone come and see!

"President, it...it went to the B&B..." Fatty Qian reminded Su Che with a trembling voice.