No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Looking at the bullet screens that appeared in the live broadcast room, Long Wenhua's frightened face finally calmed down a little.

In order to avoid being noticed by the ghosts in the thick mist again, he tried his best to lower his voice and said, "Everyone in the live broadcast room, something big happened tonight! I, Long, had just finished filming the show, and was inexplicably caught by the evil ghosts around me." Fog struck, lost direction and lost contact with other people, not to mention, I also found ghosts in the thick fog around the evil gate..."

Before Long Wenhua could finish his sentence, another large bullet screen floated in the live broadcast room.

"Good guy, I told you that Brother Long will be oppressed by ghosts tonight!"

"It's fine if Brother Long doesn't make a move. If he makes another move after half a month, it will definitely be a shocking experience. I have already reserved the intensive care unit for Brother Long at Jiangcheng Anorectal Specialist Hospital, and I am waiting for Brother Long to move in."

"You have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain, so save some rations for the giant pandas."

"Brother Long is about to be oppressed by ghosts again? Go to Jiangcheng and invite Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen!"

"Pull it down. You said that all the ghosts in Jiangcheng carried coffin boards and ran away overnight under the threat of Jiangcheng ghosts. Is it possible for the king to stay in Jiangcheng to dawdle? According to his meticulous analysis, King Wang should now be playing wild around Shuangqing City, frantically looking for ghosts to persecute."

"Why don't you put it here? But whoever watched Biwang's new supernatural video uploaded yesterday, who doesn't know that Biwang has chased and killed ghosts all the way to Shuangqing City? Are you still talking nonsense?"

There was no time for Long Wenhua to slowly watch the content of the bullet screen drifting through the live broadcast room. He continued to say with a sad face, "Everyone, stop playing bad jokes. The current situation is really dangerous. I am lost in the thick fog. Losing the direction, I can only walk forward along a country road that I don’t know where the end point is, and there is only a consecrated mahogany sword for self-defense all over my body, who can resist it!"

While talking, the movements of his feet did not completely stop. Long Wenhua was still groping forward in the dense fog. The experience of following Su Che to encounter supernatural events for a long time reminded him all the time, the more you Be afraid, the more you are afraid, the more ghosts will come to you.

On the contrary, as long as you are more fierce than ghosts.

That way you'll at least look a lot more respectable when you're killed by a ghost.

Faced with Long Wenhua's request for help, the sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room continued to send out various joyful barrages as always, and seemed to not take Long Wenhua's plight seriously at all.

But at this time, Long Wenhua also noticed that there were a few bold and red bullet screens across the screen in the live broadcast room.

"Where are you in the fog? Are you still at the construction site?"

"Are there any obvious references around where you are?"

"Your live broadcast signal can be sent out, but why can't the contact phone be dialed?"

"..."

Seeing these messages, Long Wenhua almost didn't need to use his brain to think to know that the content was sent by Zhao Tailai or Hong Shan.

He quickly answered the above question out loud, "The environment I am in now is not a construction site, but a winding mountain path without any reference objects around. As for the fact that the live broadcast signal can be sent out... .I'm not quite sure, maybe that enthusiastic citizen Mr. Su did something..."

Long Wenhua didn't dare to reveal the cell phone ghost that Su Che used to contact him, claiming to be Mr. Chen.

Not long after he finished speaking, a bold and red barrage appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room.

"Be careful yourself. When I entered the dense fog-shrouded construction site, the picture I saw was still the construction site, not the winding mountain path you mentioned."

"This ghost is probably coming after you."

"If you think about it carefully, there are other supernatural events that you have experienced that have not been dealt with cleanly. This is very important."

Coming towards him, a supernatural event that has been experienced before but hasn't been dealt with cleanly?

Long Wenhua asked himself.

Except for the unbearable night at the Helong Hotel, he has been tightly hugging the thigh of Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, during the rest of the time, and he has no chance to have negative distance contact with ghosts.

Unable to think of a result, Long Wenhua could only speed up his pace, trying to find clues ahead.

Sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room saw that Long Wenhua no longer spoke, but cautiously groped forward in the thick fog, coupled with the occasional strange black shadow silhouettes that flashed and disappeared from the live broadcast room screen, the tense atmosphere continued to spread , the barrage floating in the live broadcast room gradually began to decrease.

"Brother Long is afraid that something big will happen this time, so offer incense in advance and observe three seconds of silence."

"This is so normal. Brother Long was so arrogant and calm during the day. Although he was very handsome when he ran into a ghost on the spot, Brother Long's face was pale and he was so frightened that he wanted to find someone to help him at night. It was really embarrassing. .”

"Alas... Brother Long's Yintang is black, and there will be a bloody disaster today. I told you to fencing with me quickly during the day, but you refused. It is hopeless when the situation comes to an end. Let's put incense on Brother Long."

Of course, Long Wenhua was not in the mood to pay attention to the ridicule of the sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room. Now he was holding the consecrated mahogany sword tightly in his hand, and his concentration was extremely focused, even more focused than when he was writing the live broadcast script of ghosts and ghosts.

When he walked forward about a hundred meters away, a house appeared on the side of the long and narrow mountain road ahead.

Warm-toned grid-shaped tiled walls, high hanging gates that have not been put down, this should be a common checkpoint.

Long Wenhua murmured in his heart, "It's really weird. How could there be a checkpoint on this kind of mountain road, and there are lights on inside, maybe there are people guarding it. Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Slowly approaching the checkpoint where the light was on in the dense fog, Long Wenhua actually heard the sound of someone talking from inside the checkpoint. It seemed that there were two or three sleepless staff stationed at the checkpoint talking.

Their accent was also very familiar to Long Wenhua, and it was almost the same as the local dialect he heard when he was looking for news from local people around the construction site during the day.

"Good guy, are there really living people inside the checkpoint?" Long Wenhua couldn't help but feel elated.

The surroundings were dark and eerie, and there was a checkpoint in front of which voices could be heard. Long Wenhua quickly approached the checkpoint.

He was just about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but before the back of his fingers touched the door of the checkpoint, a strong heat burst out from the consecrated mahogany sword in his hand, and the body of the mahogany sword covered with ghost-painting yellow paper instantly It became brighter, and Long Wenhua woke up suddenly.

"The people inside the checkpoint are not people, but ghosts!"

Chapter 690 The real ending of the second movie

buzz buzz... buzz buzz...

The phone in his pocket was vibrating non-stop. Su Che, who was sure that all the supernatural events that happened around Shuangqing City had an inexplicable connection with that ghost town, thought it was the task reward of closing the ghost gate. After scanning the phone screen, he realized that it was Long Wenhua's vibration alert.

"I didn't sleep at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night and ran out to broadcast live. I'm afraid this guy Long Wenhua has hit a ghost again." Su Che thought to himself.

Click into the live broadcast room to see, as expected by Su Che, Long Wenhua was leaning against the wall of a brick building in shock, holding a consecrated mahogany sword full of ghost symbols and yellow paper shining brightly, just watching With a glance, Su Che knew that the house where Long Wenhua's back was against the wall was not clean.

"Wait..." Su Che looked at the not-so-clear picture in the live broadcast room, and found some small details.

Thick fog, black shadows with distorted limbs, and the faintly discernible mountain path nearby, this environment is almost exactly the same as that of Su Che before he took the No. 714 bus into Yuanjialing.

"The unlucky Long Wenhua was indeed entangled by the evil spirit of Yuanjialing. He crossed hundreds of kilometers directly from the highway construction site in Wang County, and got lost in the mountain roads around Yunshan. It seems that the fog The sphere of influence did not mean to stop near the abandoned apartment buildings, but spread more and more widely, eroding to the surrounding areas."

"Mr. Su, what are you looking at?" Yuan He walked over.

"It's nothing, I'll see if there is a signal on the phone." Su Che stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and he didn't intend to reveal too much until he was sure of the Fool's whereabouts, "Since Boss Yuan, your torso fell into the hands of Mirror Soul." Here, let's go to the horror theater on the fifth floor of the haunted house to get your hands back, and then make plans."

Going up, the ghosts in the Daliuwan haunted house in the mirror world have been attracted to the vicinity of the horror theater by the fire that Su Che set last time, so he and Yuan He traveled extremely fast along the way, almost without stopping.

"There should be some ghosts in the haunted house, but they should not dare to approach us." Yuan He glanced at the human skin mask on Su Che's face. When he was silent, he felt more like he was fighting with a terrifying Goblins go together.

In this case, besides Mirror Soul, how can there be ghosts who don't have eyes to come to deliver food?

"Don't talk, there are not only ghosts in Yuanjialing. Although I don't know why the evil spirits outside have not entered the haunted house, it is impossible to guarantee that this delicate balance will be broken. Boss Yuan, look, those ghosts in wedding dresses have also gone. We are about to enter Yuanjialing."

Following Su Che's line of sight, through the exhaust window at the end of the long corridor, Yuan He vaguely saw a blood-colored wedding dress floating at the crossroads in the distance. I noticed the evil spirits lurking in the dark places of Yuanjialing's seemingly dead environment, which can be seen everywhere.

"We need to move faster." Yuan He quickened his pace, not daring to look at the bloody wedding dress of the wedding ghost from afar.

And it was this move that made the wedding dress ghost scream again, and the bride and ghosts swarmed over the sky, and the target was the blazing Daliuwan haunted house in Yuanjialing.

Su Che patted the backpack with his backhand a few times, feeling the pure white wedding dress inside, showing a playful smile, "The ghosts of the wedding dress forced their way into Yuanjialing, I don't know if fools who can hide better than mice will be accidentally injured by them, I, Su, take no responsibility for this."

They followed Yuan He all the way up, until the fifth floor of the haunted house completely covered by fire appeared in front of them, and the two stopped.

"There's fire everywhere, so how do we enter the horror theater and get our hands back?" Yuan He's face turned red when the heat wave hit.

"Isn't that simple?" Su Che said seriously, "As long as you're fast enough, Boss Yuan, Huo won't be able to catch up with you."

"However, Boss Yuan, you don't look like you're in such a fast state. Take this." Su Che handed a can of fire extinguisher to Yuan He, "Let's put on the fire extinguisher directly."

"Fire extinguisher? Isn't it true, Mr. Su, you even carry this thing with you?" Yuan He showed horror. He had seen a lot of miscellaneous things in Su Che's backpack, but he never expected that Su Che would even have a fire extinguisher. Take it with you.

Su Che pulled out the plug of the fire extinguisher, looked at Yuan He with stupid eyes, and said, "Boss Yuan, what are you thinking? This thing weighs more than ten kilograms, and I might take it with me on the run? These two cans of fire extinguishers are the ones I have never seen before. Just took it with me when I went upstairs and passed the fire exit."

Two cans of fire extinguishers were not enough to extinguish the flames that had been burning on the fifth floor of the haunted house for many days, but it was more than enough to temporarily open up a path to the horror theater for Su Che and Yuan He.

The way forward.

In addition to the crackling and burning flames, Su Che also heard the noisy voices of many people in the horror theater, and vaguely saw light spots reflecting people's movements through the firelight.

Such a noisy movement, to say the least, there are about 30 NO.[-] people.

"There is no trace of ghosts on the monitoring screen of the Haunted House's main control room. Is this the sound caused by the movie still playing in the horror theater?" At this moment, Su Che's face showed a little doubt.

The surrounding area was full of flames, and the sound of people's voices lasted for a long time. Su Che's hand holding the nozzle of the fire extinguisher silently grasped Professor Yang's pointer.

The originally opened door of the Horror Theater was closed like the main control room. Su Che kicked it, and the door opened heavily to both sides.

Bang!

The moment Su Che kicked the door of the horror theater open, suddenly, the previous buzzing in the horror theater came to an abrupt end.

The inside was still the same as what Su Che saw on the monitoring screen of the main control room. All the seats were engulfed in flames, emitting a burnt smell.

However, at this moment, a gust of cloudy wind blew away the dry heat brought by the soaring flames.

crunch...

The door of the horror theater that was kicked open by Su Che unexpectedly closed again strangely.

The horror theater that was deeply in flames suddenly turned dark, and there were loud and noisy voices again. It seemed that many people were gathering in the horror theater, talking and laughing, waiting for the upcoming movie.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It seems that this dark space is not affected by the continuous burning flames, but is isolated from the world.

The noise became louder and louder, and then suddenly returned to silence after reaching a critical point. A faint light appeared from the dark space, which was the light projected by a huge movie curtain.

"I often wonder whether people can come back to life after death."

"The result is certain. A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished. When one dies, one dies."

"Just as I was thinking this, I saw her figure in the mirror late at night..."

Familiar lines, familiar tone, familiar pictures in the movie.

But there was a loud bang when the mirror fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.

Originally on the screen, the screen of the movie that Su Che had seen once had changed. As the camera zoomed out, a person slowly walked by the side of the road not far from the shards of the mirror that were oozing blood under the torrential rain. Boy in blue and white color school uniform.

"This time, it's my story, and it's also the real ending of the movie."

The opening lines fell, and the film officially began.

But Yuan He stared at the child in school uniform on the movie screen and suddenly trembled, "This child... this child is Yuan Yi, he is Yuan Yi when he was a child!"

Chapter 690 Boss Yuan, you looked quite oppressive when you were young

The movie screen was shown in front of Su Che and Yuan He like watching flowers on a horse.

On the curtain, as the camera advances, it slowly becomes a story narrated by the protagonist Yuan Yi, a child in school uniform.

He didn't speak, but looked coldly at the mirror that was smashed into pieces on the ground with empty and deep eyes that didn't match his age. Not much panic and panic.