No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The dense crowd is chilling to see.

"There is indeed something wrong with the diary of the apartment manager Shi Cuiyun. The real ghost in the wedding dress and red clothes is hidden in the public toilet on the sixth floor of the apartment." Su Che thought to himself.

"Hey, President, that ghost has come out." It was Kuang Cheng's voice.

The dust raised in the air quickly dispersed, and Su Che saw only a scarlet bloody hem passing through the aisle, and then Yuan He's terrified cry for help sounded, "Mr. That red-clothed ghost has found me!"

At this time, Yuan He couldn't care about anything. In his sight, a ferocious woman's head was floating in the aisle on the sixth floor of the apartment. Below the head was a wedding dress completely stained red by blood, mixed with gravel Shi's bloody black hair fell to the ground drooping, wriggling and twisting, which made Yuan and the dead souls go crazy.

He sold the paper ghost at an astonishing speed, then rushed into the stairwell like crazy, and rolled down the fifth floor of the apartment.

As the only living person in the entire apartment building, Yuan He undoubtedly became the thorn in the side of the wedding ghost, attracting tons of firepower for the three of Su Che behind him.

"Boss Yuan is such a good man who sacrifices himself for others!" Su Che stuffed the pure white wedding dress into his backpack, and together with Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian, carried out the operation of scaring the ghost trio to the last step.

The remaining half of the box of Motorov cocktails was of no use to the ghosts in red, so they smashed them up on the sixth floor of the apartment and ignited them. The cluster bombs of high-pressure gas tanks tied with one-time consecrated mahogany swords were placed on the stairs. Occasionally, the last bottle of Motorov cocktail was lit as a fire source to detonate it.

Then, Su Che, who got the pure white wedding dress unknowingly, responded loudly, "Boss Yuan, hold on, we will come to rescue you right away!"

Chapter 680 Either being bombed or being chased by ghosts, is there a mistake?

As a former Tarot Society traitor who betrayed the Fool and turned to Su Che and his party, Yuan He has been upholding the belief of being a man with his tail between his legs.

Honestly huddled in Su Che's backpack containing a large group of ghosts, trying to avoid attracting the attention of others.

It's a pity that things backfired.

There really isn't anyone bothering him now...

But when he looked back, he exuded an extremely cold aura. Like himself, there was only a head left, but he was wearing a blood-colored wedding dress, and the blood-stained black hair mixed with gravel and gravel was overwhelming.

boom--

Art is explosion.

I only felt the shock wave from an explosion hit behind me, and Yuan Hesheng was thrown away with a strong smell of blood and corpses.

"Why have I temporarily left the Tarot Society, a dangerous cult organization, and testified against the traitor Fool who wantonly killed the members of the association? Why is the situation not only not improving, but like being on the battlefield in Syria, either being bombed or being chased by ghosts? Got it wrong?"

Yuan He's mentality collapsed.

Chai Qian also experienced a subtle change in mentality like Yuan He.

Without much time for Chai Qian to think carefully, the sharp corns of the big cock that kicked the middle-aged man away with a deliberate punch suddenly stared at him, staring straight at the flesh and blood of his right arm. Ghost pen.

The danger that Chai Qian felt at this moment was even stronger than the feeling of being watched by a ghost during the day.

Just when Chai Qian thought that this strange chicken with a hood was going to attack him brazenly, a series of serial explosions suddenly resounded through the sky, and the strange chicken, which was about to tear the windshield, turned around in an instant and flapped its wings to explode The direction from which the sound came from swept away at low altitude.

"This is... the sound of an explosion. It came from the abandoned Mingyun apartment. Who is there? The accidents tonight are too evil. This middle-aged man is still this strange chicken in a cloak." Some sweaty palms rubbed the steering wheel, and Chai Qian's face became cloudy.

And An Donglin, Xiao Tiantian and others who were in the 714 bus compartment also heard the explosion coming from the direction of the abandoned apartment building.

"Mr. Su and the others succeeded, drive the car over quickly." An Donglin shouted at the subdued ghost.

Contrary to An Donglin's expectations, the bus failed to start.

Because in the eyes of Xiao Tiantian, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang, Yuan Yi's terrifying face covered with wounds, dripping with blood, and skinny almost completely occupied the huge windshield of the 714 bus.

The three of them, including Britney, felt that they gradually lost control of their bodies the moment they saw this terrifying face, and began to walk slowly towards the front door of the bus involuntarily, and began to slam the severely corroded door frantically , as if to forcibly open the car door and walk into the fog-shrouded space outside the car.

"What's going on? Even Xiao Tiantian from the Ghost Story Association has been recruited without warning. Is there such a trick?" An Donglin was suspicious, and shouted again, "Close your eyes, don't Look at that dead face on the outside of the windshield of the bus."

Before Gu Fei, Shen Jingfen and Yang Biao had time to understand what happened, they instinctively followed An Donglin's words and closed their eyes tightly, squatting down, wishing to hide their whole bodies in the gap between rows of seats middle.

"Start this ghost bus quickly and go find Mr. Su and the others." An Donglin shouted again towards the subdued ghost.

At this time, the subduing ghost finally recovered from the fear of the two battles. Stimulated by the critical moment of life and death, the dirty blood dripping from the top of his head almost dyed his horrible face dark red, even worse than completely occupying 714. Yuan Yi's dead face covered with wounds on the windshield of the bus is even more terrifying.

"They're both ghosts, why is the gap bigger than humans and dogs? What a fucking dog!" the subduing ghost cursed secretly.

But if it really wants to line up with the big black dog, it doesn't have the guts.

The dead face of Yuan Yi, who occupies the line of sight of the windshield of bus No. 714, is still there. Fortunately, the Motorov cocktail fire that Su Che, the ghostly trio, lit on the sixth floor of the apartment is growing, even though it is blocked by thick fog In the night, you can also vaguely see the burning fire, so that the subduing ghost will not lose its way.

An Donglin, who was a living dead, was not affected by Yuan Yi's dead face. He quickly stepped forward and pulled back the three of them who wanted to break out, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang, but it was not too much. To great effect, the three of them still uncontrollably slammed on the heavily corroded door of the bus again.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?" The pool of blood under his feet flowed out through the crack of the car door, flowing towards Yuan Yi's dead face that occupied the entire windshield of the bus.

The terrifying face covered with wounds, dripping with blood, and skinny instantly disappeared out of thin air.

"Did it go away?"

An Donglin heard the sound of the three of them still slamming on the car door, and his empty chest trembled slightly, "No, it's still there!"

He had a strong feeling that the crooked and lifeless eyes that belonged to Yuan Yi's dead face were still staring at him in the dark with malicious eyes.

Even if they are in the compartment of the No. 714 bus, which can isolate the gaze of other ghosts to a certain extent, they still cannot escape the intrusion of Yuan Yi's resurgence. I dare not imagine that if they leave the compartment of the No. 714 bus, they What kind of horror will be experienced at this moment.

The place where the No. 74 bus stops is very close to the abandoned apartment building of Mingyun Apartment. The ghost in uniform has already stepped on the gas pedal of the bus. At this speed, a distance of several hundred meters is crossed in a flick of a finger. The sixth floor of the apartment, which was burned brightly by the raging flames, quickly came into view of everyone in the carriage.

"Blood? Hair?"

The appearance of the abandoned apartment building has undergone fundamental changes, and the peeled-off apartment walls have been completely covered by bloody black hair mixed with gravel and gravel.

Scarlet and terrifying, it seems that it has just appeared not long ago, and in this apartment building covered by bloody black hair mixed with gravel and gravel, a human head that kept shouting for help was dropped to the ground by another bloody black hair. The head of the wedding dress completely soaked in blood was chasing up to heaven and earth, and the atmosphere was eerie and terrifying yet seemed so subtle.

"Isn't that human head stuffed in Mr. Su's backpack by Boss Yuan of the Daliuwan Haunted House?"

When An Donglin saw Yuan He, Yuan He also saw the No. 714 bus coming to the abandoned apartment building, and the reflection of the fire on the sixth floor of the apartment, one after another, dripping with blood, full of Wounds, crooked eyes half-opened, distorted jaw, a terrifying face that Yuan He couldn't forget even if he turned to ashes.

This scene lasted only a few seconds, but to Yuan He, seconds really felt like years.

"I'm dead... this time I'm dead!" Yuan He only had this thought in his mind.

Chapter 680 A few minutes late, the septic tank of Mingyun apartment was blown up?

Yuan He's despair also only lasted for a short time.

Su Che, Kuang Cheng, and Fatty Qian, who got the pure white wedding dress, followed closely behind. Su Che even used his short-distance sprinting skills with all his strength, and his whole body was about to become an afterimage that would be caught by the ghosts. The wedding dress ghost chased Yuan He, who had nowhere to go, and brought it back.

"God, stop playing with me!"

Yuan He wailed in his heart. He looked up at the firelight reflected on the bus. The terrifying dead faces belonging to Yuan Yi had disappeared, and a glimmer of hope was rekindled in his heart, "Mr. Su is a Jiangcheng ghost." Woah, why can't he handle it? Just hold his thigh tightly, and I can live!"

Rushing into the bus compartment of No. 714, Su Che took out Professor Yang's pointer, and directly turned the three people who seemed to be in a wrong state, Britney, Tang Xun, and Jiang Gang, who were still knocking on the door, on the spot.

"What's going on? Long story short!" Su Che asked An Donglin during the interval between receiving Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian into the carriage.

An Donglin's answer was not sloppy at all, "The three of them just glanced at Yuan Yi's dead face, and they couldn't control themselves like a ghost."

Time is racing against time, Yuan Yi, a ghost who has returned from his soul, is blocking the way, and a ghost in a wedding dress is chasing after him. In addition, there is a possibility that a fool's malicious gaze is hidden in the thick fog around him. The seat lamp and the rusted boat hook were taken together with the wayfinder, and they were firmly tied to the handrail on the side of the front door of the bus like an amulet.

The seat lights were not too bright, and the bright lights scattered instantly, and the soft warmth continued to spread. Xiao Tiantian, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang, who were directly electrocuted by Su Che, had a violent convulsion, and it took three to five minutes to turn around Awake.

At this time, Su Che also saw clearly the appearance of the wedding ghost.

"The task name given by the system is called Bloody Wedding Dress. So that's what happened. The whole wedding dress is indeed full of blood."

Yuan He, the living person who was the target of the attack, was snatched away by Su Che. Naturally, the wedding dress ghost refused to let him go. A bloody wedding dress floated in, and bloody black hair mixed with gravel and gravel poured out from the abandoned apartment building. , swept towards the No. 714 bus, as if to completely bury the No. 714 bus under its bloody black hair.

Not only that.

Looking up, you can see that except for room 603 in the abandoned apartment building at this time, almost all the window edges of the rooms are covered with floating pure white wedding dresses, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, all of them died from the curse of the wedding dress ghost The ghost incarnated by the bride.

"Passengers are full. Passage is prohibited here." Professor Yang's pointer in Su Che's hand exploded with a blazing blue arc that had been stored for a long time, and the electricity swept over the bloody long hair and black smoke. The mourning stick was also mercilessly thrown at the wedding ghost in the face.

Seemingly aware of the frightening power of the mourning stick, as if to push down the entire abandoned apartment building with pure white wedding dresses towards the No. 714 bus, the wedding ghosts noticed that the trio of fierce ghosts had no trace of life. Get on the 714 bus that used to be a half red ghost in Jiangcheng.

Although the ghosts of the 714 bus have been abolished, it still looks like it.

Under the overlapping of various factors, standing behind the door of the No. 714 bus, Professor Yang's pointer with flashing blue arcs in one hand, and the mourning stick in the other hand, are intersected by Li Rusong's human skin mask and the uniform of the crazy doctor. In contrast, Su Che looks more like a red-clothed ghost than a red-clothed ghost.

The situation was likely to turn into a fight between two red-clothed ghosts, so the wedding ghost hesitated for a moment.

"President, don't you try to kill this wedding ghost?" Kuang Cheng said.

Su Che didn't even look at him, first asked the uniformed ghost to drive the No. 714 bus to the fog-shrouded road, and then said, "As long as there is a ghost bride who died from the murderous curse of the wedding dress ghost and cannot be released, This wedding dress ghost can’t be eliminated, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, I don’t know what will happen in the future, maybe there is still a chance to use this wedding dress ghost as a tool ghost, old K, what are you in a hurry for?”

From the horrible dead faces of Yuan Yi reflected in the firelight, Su Che had vaguely sensed that the Fool was nearby, and after a little thought, he guessed the Fool's intentions.

Now the haunted house in Daliuwan in the southern suburbs of Shuangqing City has been blocked by Dongjiang State Security layer by layer. Even the Fool, the former leader of the cult who was expelled from the Tarot Society, dare not take the risk himself. But on Yuan Yi who has an inexplicable connection with Yuan Jialing.

Whether Jiang Gang, who was haunted by Yuan Yi's ghost, or Yuan He, who was suspected of having a brotherhood tragedy with Yuan Yi and betrayed the fool on the spot, had contact with Su Che and his party. Find these two people.

Afterwards, whether Yuan Yi was blown away to Yuanjialing by Su Che, a Jiangcheng ghost, or Su Che and his party were forced to enter Yuanjialing under the attack of Yuan Yi, a ghost who came back from the ghost, the fool will be able to sneak into Yuanjialing successfully.

"So how on earth did the fool bring Yuan Yi, who had been dead for less than half a year, back to life?" Su Che thought to himself.

There are different ghosts in each of the Phnom Penh Tarot cards of the Tarot Society. This is what Su Che learned after contacting other Tarot Society members and hermits in the Tangshan Reservoir. Some of the Phnom Penh Tarot cards Ghosts are very weak, but some are very evil.

If the evil sect can make the hermit resist the curse of the blood-stained bone-slicing knife and kill the master one after another, the death that cannot die, and the magician who can kill people invisible, and create death methods such as drowning, stabbing, and suffocation, is as weak as nothing. Call out a chariot of a huge pig-headed monster with a height of five or six meters and an extremely strong body.

In the end, Su Che could only attribute why Yuan Yi, who had been dead for less than half a year, was able to revive his ghost to the gold-edged Tarot cards in the hands of the Fool.

"If you don't forget, there must be echoes. The Fool has made so much effort to enter Yuanjialing. I, Su, can't deny him face like this, right? Although I'm just a traitor of the association!"

The wedding dress ghost seems to have not noticed that the pure white wedding dress floating in room 603 was stuffed into the backpack by Su Che and taken away without anyone noticing. The 714 bus sped away from the abandoned apartment building, but it instinctively did not catch up .

The bloody black hair covering the entire abandoned apartment building receded gradually, and those ghost brides who died from the curse of the wedding dress ghost also slowly disappeared from the row of windows of the abandoned apartment building until... …

A resentful scream exploded in the night sky and continued to echo.

The surging smell of blood and the pungent smell of corpses, as well as those bloody black hairs mixed with gravel and gravel that make people shudder to see, poured out from the abandoned apartment buildings, and they died one by one from the wedding ghost killing. The cursed ghostly bride floated out of the window, completely lost control together with the wedding ghost, and chased the 714 bus that had run a long way.

At this time, Chai Qiancai was driving a police car whose hood had been smashed out of a big dent, and he arrived late. The stench that diffused from the window into the interior of the car made his stomach twitch, and he tried to hold back the idea of ​​spitting out his stomach. Suppressed by the urge to spit out the thoroughly digested overnight meal, he looked at the abandoned apartment building in the distance mixed with firelight and bloody black hair, and held his breath involuntarily, "A few minutes late, the septic tank of Mingyun Apartment They were all blown up?"

Chapter 680 Yuan Jialing?Yuanjialing!

This is a road that winds through the mountains and forests.

The dense fog is still spreading, and it will cover this place in a short while, and continue to spread.

Bursts of roaring roar of the engine came from far and near, and then the dim yellow headlights brought some light to the road shrouded in thick fog.

A bloody corpse was lying on the side of the road, blood dripping from behind, staining the ground red, and struggling continuously, as if trying to get out of the thick fog.

But the No. 714 bus galloping from afar didn't give it this chance. It didn't mean to slow down at all. It ran over it directly, and it was so bloody that it couldn't be shoveled even if it stuck to the road.

After a while.

A middle-aged man with a bloodless face came out of the dense fog. His entire face was covered with wounds torn by sharp claws. His white flesh was turned outwards. It was terrifying, but no blood flowed out.