No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

This was the last thing Su Che and others saw when they escaped from Yuanjialing last time, something similar to a god statue.

However, in Chai Qian's eyes, it was more like a shell that was hollowed out and filled with evil and terrifying aura.

"Hey, even a bazooka can't kill it." Chai Qian raised his eyes and looked back. He saw that there seemed to be a fire burning at the end of the long and narrow mountain road ahead. Now the dead horse can only be treated as a living horse doctor, since they can even deal with the two red-clothed ghosts in Mingyun Apartment, and then they can get rid of this ghost thing, right? "

Chapter 148: The Weirdness at No. [-] Zijin Avenue

The attic at No. 148 Zijin Avenue is not big, and it belongs to the kind that can be seen at a glance.

"Go in like this?" Kuang Cheng asked in a low voice.

Standing in the corridor, Su Che raised the blood-stained bone-cutting knife wrapped in a pure white wedding dress in his hand, "To deal with illegal intruders, can we still knock on the door and say I'm coming in?"

Stepping forward quickly, Su Che kicked the door directly.

What surprised him a little was that the door of the attic was not closed, and he kicked it open easily.

With a loud bang, the door swung open.

A strong stench wafted from the attic. It was the smell of rotten meat. Su Che's eyes felt slightly cool. He saw that in the attic besides the woman in red with her face torn apart, there were Other things exist.

"It's the smell of corpses, a very strong smell of corpses. The red-clothed female ghost who attacked us just now is not the only one in this attic." Su Che sniffed his nose, and the big black dog also began to bark uncomfortably.

Several other members of the Ghost Story Association also took advantage of the trend to smell it, and Fatty Qian felt a little queasy, "If there is a dead person inside, it must have been dead for a long time. At least the starving ghost in my stomach has no appetite for things that emit the smell of corpses."

Su Che looked inside through the kicked open door. The furnishings in the attic were very ordinary. There was a wooden bed placed close to the wall, a desk by the window and a bookshelf occupying a small half of the wall. Other than that, there was nothing else. Too many decorations, it looks like an ordinary bedroom.

And the woman in red with her face torn apart was standing behind the curtain beside the desk, staring at Su Che with her dark pupils that were empty and full of malice, emitting an increasingly strong stench of corpses.

"The stench of corpses seems to come from the bed in the attic." Su Che walked into the attic without any scruples while the woman in red was watching, and even said arrogantly to it, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen the landlord personally come to evict illegal tenants?"

The pure white wedding dress in Su Che's hand and the blood-stained bone-cutting knife wrapped in it gave the woman in red a great deterrent, so much so that she didn't even dare to make a move against Su Che who looked more terrifying than the red-clothed ghost , and the members of the Guitan Association standing outside the attic were even more disfigured.

Not only that, even the big black dog barked at it aggressively, rushing up to bite it twice if there was any disagreement.

Did you make a mistake!

Why are you living people more like ghosts than ghosts?

It can't help but fall into the situation of suspecting ghost birth...

"What's on the bed?" Su Che walked to the window innocently, when he pulled off the quilt covering the wooden bed, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

A highly decomposed corpse lay under the quilt of the wooden bed. This corpse was like a rag doll whose stuffing had been hollowed out, with a big hole in the back of the neck, and only a dry shell remained.

"This hollowed out body is Yuan Yi."

Looking at the front of the highly decomposed corpse in front of him, Su Che immediately recalled the terrifying dead face that belonged to Yuan Yi that he had seen before, but he was a little puzzled, "Yuan Yi was in the southern suburb of Daliuwan as early as a few months ago. After the haunted house was shut down for rectification, he committed suicide because he lost the death divination game with the Fool. There was a lot of commotion in Jiangcheng at that time, and his body was also cremated after an autopsy confirmed that it was suicide... Then Now what happened to Yuan Yi's body that was hollowed out in the attic of No. 148 Zijin Avenue?"

Seeing that the woman in red didn't dare to come forward, the members of the Ghost Story Association gathered outside the attic quickly surrounded her. Among them, Yuan He, who had seen Yuan Yi's dead face in the reflection of the fire earlier, became even more gloomy. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"This is impossible. Yuan Yi's body has been cremated, and I signed it myself. How could he appear here?"

"Nothing is impossible." Su Che lowered his voice, squinted his eyes and scanned the entire attic bedroom carefully, thinking to himself, "The tapes left by Yuan Yi seem to have left a lot of useful information. In fact, there are some key points hidden. The movie that is still playing in the horror theater on the fifth floor of the Daliuwan Haunted House is the culprit who caused the so-called Yuanjialing incident, or the bet he made with the fool, or even the tape mentioned The ghost he called Death...these are always shrouded in a hazy mist."

"The rooms are filled with common objects of life."

"Nothing left by Yuan Yi was found on the bookshelf."

The woman in red standing by the curtain silently stared at the members of the Ghost Story Association as they rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the attic. After searching for a few minutes, they failed to find anything useful.

"Get out of here." Su Che covered the highly decomposed corpse on the bed with a quilt, and then walked straight out of the attic.

Kuang Cheng glanced at the woman in red by the curtain from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice, "Don't you need to get rid of this ghost? Chairman!"

"This house is very weird, let's let it live here for a while, let's go to other places to see it first." Su Che was deeply impressed by the movie with Yuan Yi as the first sight that he just watched in the horror theater .

Although this movie tried its best to reduce the presence of the haunted house at No. 148 Zijin Avenue, Su Che still noticed an unusual aura. The first appearance of No. 148 Zijin Avenue forced Yuan Yi's parents to go to Yuanjialing. The human body was found by the Shuangqing police, and the second appearance at No. 148 Zijin Avenue saved Yuan Yi from the deadly evil curse of Yuanjialing.

As for the third appearance of No. 148 Zijin Avenue, Su Che can guess it without continuing to read. It is definitely related to Yuan Yi's operation of the Daliuwan Haunted House in Shuangqing.

It can be said that the haunted house at No. 148 Zijin Avenue runs through the three most important stages of Yuan Yi's life.

Boom... Boom...

Not long after Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association left the attic, strange noises came from the attic, and the cracks on the torn face of the woman in red standing by the curtains were getting bigger and bigger.

As the sound of thumping became louder, the pungent smell of blood emanated from the woman in red, and the ticking blood fell from the cracked face of the woman in red and flowed on the floor.

A bloodshot eye was cut into several pieces by a sharp blade and opened under the wooden bed. Yuan Yi's corpse, which was highly decomposed and only had a shell, lifted the bedding and sat up straight.

At the same time, the woman in red, with her torn face cracked and gaps growing, was shattered into rotten flesh, emitting waves of disgusting stench, which even overwhelmed the highly decomposed corpse of Yuan Yi sitting upright on the wooden bed .

Flesh and blood were intertwined, and in just a few seconds, the entire attic was completely covered by the rotten flesh of the woman in red and the filth mixed with some unknown objects, revealing a big, bloated, hideous red-clothed beast. The ugly silhouette of a ghost.

If Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association were still here at this time, they would have recognized this burly and bloated red-clothed ghost at a glance, and it was the red-clothed ghost that caused the ghost takeaway incident.

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Without stopping for a moment, Su Che and the members of the Guai Tan Association went straight to the No. 714 bus that was parked on the side of the road disguised as an abandoned vehicle.

Seeing Su Che go and return, Xiao Tiantian immediately asked, "President, what's going on in that haunted house?"

"That house is weird. On the surface, there is nothing unusual about it, but in the dark, I can smell a very familiar smell. It's the stench of the ghost takeaway." When everyone got into the car, he closed the door Only then did Su Che speak.

"Ghost takeaway?"

"There is a ghost takeaway smell in that building?"

"President, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Good guy, the ghost takeaway that you can't find anywhere in Shuangqing actually appeared in Yuanjialing."

Everyone in the Guitan Association was chattering for a while.

The evil spirits everywhere, the horrible zombies that appeared suddenly, the ghost of Yuan Yi, the fool who disappeared, and the corpse of Yuan Yi who was hollowed out and highly decomposed, all of them showed Yuan Jialing's current state. weird.

Distributing the last remaining one-time consecrated mahogany swords to everyone, subduing the ghosts and starting the No. 714 bus. At this time, the strange sound of thud dong from No. 148 Zijin Avenue resounded in the night sky, and even the people in the bus compartment Everyone heard the voice.

Su Che knew very well that the voice came from the attic of No. 148 Zijin Avenue.

Gu Fei, Shen Jingfen, and Yang Biao, the ordinary passengers in the carriage, were still a little relaxed. They heard the strange noise coming from No. 148 Zijin Avenue, and they retracted their bodies very consciously. In the gap between the seats, I dare not cast any gaze to the outside world, for fear that if I am not careful, I will be attacked by those monsters that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and I will die.

"Mr. Su, quickly think of a way, it's not a problem if we all stay here and wait foolishly!" Tang Xun finally came back to his senses, and looked at Su Che nervously and said.

And Jiang Gang was trembling with fright, "I can feel... I can feel that dead ghost Yuan Yi is still staring at me, it's still staring at me!"

There is no doubt that Su Che has become the backbone in their eyes at this time. If they leave Su Che, they may not have the courage to stay in this treacherous and terrifying Yuanjialing.

"There are two intersecting roads in Yuanjialing. Last time we took the one going down the mountain. This time we take the other one. We must figure out what happened in Yuanjialing back then to make it what it is now, otherwise ..." Su Che added in his heart, "The only thing we can do is to contact the people from Dongjiang Guoan to ask Kaiguang for heavy fire support to clean up the ground."

Facts have proved that Su Che's decision is undoubtedly correct. When the ghost in uniform drove the No. 714 bus to another road that intersects with the downhill road, the strong, bloated and extremely ugly red-clothed ghost came from No. 148 Zijin Avenue. Walking out of it, it is surrounded by minced meat and all kinds of filth that emit a strong stench, intertwined and mixed, rolling out like a tide, gradually submerging No. 148 Zijin Avenue, and then heading for the dead Yuanjialing spread.

"Fuck."

"This red-clothed ghost is really scary. It's even scarier than the last time we ran into Fatty Qian's mourning hall!"

"Speed ​​up, speed up! Don't let it catch up with us!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? What appeared in Fatty Qian's Master's mourning hall last time was just a piece of its flesh. Now we have at least half of the body in front of us. Isn't it scary?"

The spooky ghost in red that triggered the ghost takeaway incident is far beyond the imagination of everyone in the Guitan Association. The moment they saw No. 148 Zijin Avenue was flooded with minced meat and all kinds of filth, they desperately tried to subdue the ghost to take the 714 bus Go faster, go faster.

"Boss Yuan, looking at your brother Yuan Yi now, he is not as harmless as he appears." Su Che threw two one-time consecrated mahogany swords to Yuan He.

Staring at the fierce ghost in red who came out of No. 148 Zijin Avenue, Yuan and Yabangzi trembled, "If I say, I really don't know that Yuan Yi actually buried such a big mine in Yuanjialing... Mr. Su, do you believe it?"

"What are you afraid of? I, Su, won't eat you." Su Che shrugged.

The red-clothed ghost coming out of No. 148 Zijin Avenue moved very slowly, unable to catch up to the speeding No. 714 bus, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly increasing.

Seeing this situation, Yuan and his trembling Yabangzi finally stopped and said to themselves. "Of course you won't eat me, but I'm afraid you'll let those ghosts in the backpack chop me up!"

The No. 714 bus speeded at full speed, passed through the lifeless Yuanjialing street, and turned suddenly to another road.

"Get rid of it, we got rid of that red-clothed ghost!"

"The surrounding situation is still not optimistic, big guys, don't take it lightly."

"There are fewer and fewer houses around. Where does this road go?"

When encountering supernatural events in the past, Su Che has never encountered such a situation in Yuanjialing. There is a dead silence everywhere, gray-white buildings, gray-white trees and woodlands, gray-white roads, except for those evil spirits and terrifying monsters. , Yuan Jialing seemed to have never had any traces of living people.

"Abandoned vehicles on the side of the road, advertisements scattered everywhere, and clothes hanging to dry and not cleaned up in time, it stands to reason that Yuanjialing will not be as clean as it is now."

In the dark night sky, there are only the billowing flames burning in the haunted house in Daliuwan, which is getting farther and farther away, and the gloomy furry moon hanging high in the night sky transmits some light. From time to time, strange movements can be heard from the buildings on both sides of the road. Unknown existences were discovered, but Su Che couldn't see what those things were, no matter whether he used Qiu Lan's shared eyes or the crazy doctor uniform he was wearing.

"The Fool's act of forcibly breaking into Yuanjialing really alarmed something terrifying."

Su Che looked around without stopping for a moment. The No. 714 bus drove along the road for a few minutes, and he really saw a strange figure on the side of the road.

"Turn on the lights, there seems to be someone on the side of the road." Su Che shouted to the subdued ghost.

The uniformed ghost moved in response to the sound, and turned on the bus lights with a snap. The dim yellow lights illuminated the gray-and-white road, and a somewhat conspicuous white robe appeared in front of Su Che.

"Why does this dress feel a bit like a faded consecration robe? I remember that the consecration robe was completely destroyed by Long Wenhua when he was live broadcasting at the Daliuwan Haunted House?" Su Che had this thought in his mind.

However, the big black dog that followed Su Che and others from No. 148 Zijin Avenue has already made a move. It slammed onto the bus seat with its forelegs, and the whole dog's mouth opened in a ferocious arc, flashing like a hungry dog. The wolf-like green dog's eyes showed a fierce look, and it kept barking loudly.

"Hey, Long Wenhua is still running desperately in the live broadcast room, so who is it?"

Su Che glanced at the live broadcast on the screen of the mobile phone, and then looked at the bus illuminated by the dim yellow lights. He was wearing a white robe of the same style as the consecration robe. No matter in terms of body shape or appearance, he was no different from Long Wenhua. figure.

"Forget it, no matter how much it is, just catch it and talk about it."

He tore off the wayfinder who was hanging from the handrail, swung it with the rusted boat hook that pierced through the wayfinder's chest, and threw it towards the strange figure in a white robe by the side of the road.

Although Su Che couldn't catch fish, his ghost fishing skills were top-notch. The rusted boat that pierced through the ghost's chest pierced through the air with a whirring sound, and hit the strange figure in white robe by the roadside.

"Yeah, hooked!"

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What the hell?

Hooked?

How about fishing here?

Please be a person!

A few trembling people shrunk in the gap between the seats in the carriage, complaining silently.