No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association was speechless for a while.

Feelings, Mr. Su, are you afraid that the head of the Fool will be robbed by this chicken?

Su Che carried the iron pan that was overflowing with waste oil in one hand, and dragged the lighted seat lamp and the three ghosts into the car with the other, and urged in a hurry, "Hurry up, hurry up, I don't have time to explain to you, get in the car!"

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Next to the one-story house that was flooded by a large amount of minced meat and all kinds of filth, the fool escaped from the sky with an ugly face. The white-haired female corpse slowed down a bit, and was contaminated by the filth that gushed out of the minced meat. It quickly turned black and smelly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even oozing granulation sprouted on the withered corpse.

The lifelike face of the white-haired female corpse began to dry up slowly like its body, with sunken brows and eyes, staring at the main artery at the Fool's neck with an irrational bloodthirsty luster.

"We can't let them lead us down by the nose. We must find the real body of that thing before them, otherwise everything will fail."

The fool opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of foul-smelling blood, which sprayed the white-haired female corpse all over the body, and the irrational bloodthirsty luster in the white-haired female corpse's collapsed eyebrows and eyes became even more irrational.

Although he didn't know exactly where Su Che and the members of the Guild of Ghost Story were in Yuanjialing, it was obviously not difficult to find a few living people in the dead Yuanjialing.

"All the other living people in Yuanjialing are given to you." The Fool wiped away the blood from his mouth, and smiled ferociously at the white-haired female corpse.

The lifelike white-haired female corpse whose face has become as dry as the corpse, greedily sucking the stinky blood spilled from the corpse, a strong venomous look flashed towards the Fool in her irrational pupils, and then jumped seven or eight times Mi Gao, as if flying into the sky, walked along the road outside the bungalow house, and within a moment, he was bathed in the dim moonlight and disappeared in the layers of night.

"As soon as I entered Yuanjialing, I stepped into the trap set by these cunning gangsters. It really was a step too late. Since you have set up murderous plans in Yuanjialing in advance, don't blame me for not following the rules of the game."

Scalp-numbing bloodshots emerged from the Fool's feet, and his clothes were stained with blood at an exaggerated speed, slowly spreading a terrifying aura around him, and ghosts appeared strangely everywhere he passed. The kind of deep darkness that can swallow any light, mixed with the whistling wind, is extremely frightening.

"I thought that the traitor, the hermit, was difficult enough to deal with. I didn't expect Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, to push me to this point. If I don't swallow you alive today, how can I relieve my hatred?"

Against the sound of weeping and howling of blood, the Fool at this moment no longer looked like a living person.

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The night was dark, and the dead branches and leaves hanging down from the mountain walls on both sides of the Panshan Highway were like terrifying monsters with teeth and claws, covering the dim moonlight that was not very bright.

boom--

Another rocket fired.

The deafening explosion sound and the bright explosion flames appeared at the same time. Chai Qian, who was running wildly with the 80mm rocket launcher, let out a deep breath of foul air, and his heart was always shrouded in a lingering haze.

At this time, the body exuding an evil and terrifying aura was still not killed by the rocket bomb he fired.

"Even the special rocket bomb can't kill it... This is another one that is comparable to... No! It's something more terrifying than the red-clothed ghost."

Along the way, what he wanted to find, the group who solved the mysterious incident of the wedding dress in Mingyun Apartment, had been missing for a long time, especially after entering Yuanjialing, they were attacked by that evil and terrifying body one after another.

If he hadn't taken the 80mm rocket launcher on his shoulders and taken all the ammunition when he jumped out of the car, the ghost pen in the flesh and blood of his right arm would have been lost in the repeated attacks of that body. killed.

Looking back, the body disappeared again.

Chai Qian, who has been attacked many times, would certainly not naively think that the body just let him go, "At first it was half an hour, the second time it was 15 minutes, and the third time it was shortened to seven minutes ago. minutes and a half, then the next attack will only come... three minutes and 45 seconds, and the attacks will become more frequent as time goes by, and in the end it will never go away at all."

Glancing at the two remaining rounds of ammunition, Chai Qian froze for a moment.

"There are only two chances, and if I can't find a way to deal with this body, shooting out the remaining two rockets is the time of my death."

When Chai Qian loaded the ammunition ahead of time and was about to continue along the road to find Su Che and the members of the Guild of Strange Talks, he inadvertently glanced at the distance of the road under the darkness of night, which immediately made him break into a cold sweat.

I don't know when, the road was full of dense silhouettes of people, and they blocked the whole road.

Walk in and have a look.

Dead bodies nailed to death by three layers of sharp barbed wire inside and outside, corpses of dead people whose skins were stripped to piece together strange patterns, and headless monsters in white coats and nurse uniforms came into view one by one.

These silhouettes blocking the entire highway were all terrifying evil spirits in Yuanjialing.

"I can be sure now that this ghostly place in Yuanjialing is far more outrageous than the fucking Ghost Festival. Evil spirits, ghosts, and monsters appear together... If I can go back, I must apply to the bureau The nuclear bomb completely flattened this damn place!" Chai Qian's face darkened.

But when he thought of the Huanggang Village ghosts that were not destroyed by the use of nuclear bombs, and Zhu Yuan who escaped from the Huanggang Village ghosts after ten years of evaporation, he was inevitably discouraged.

buzzing...

Accompanied by the sound of a roaring car engine, two dim car lights shone from the distance on the road that was densely blocked by terrifying evil spirits, which dazzled Chai Qian a little.

After rubbing his eyes, Chai Qian realized that it was a scrapped bus covered with weeds and rust.

In the deep night, the extremely disturbing movement of Xisuo began to appear, and more and more terrifying evil spirits flooded onto the highway, violently slapping the scrapped bus coming from afar like waves of waves.

"Why does this scrapped bus look familiar... I seem to have seen it somewhere before?" Chai Qian thought subconsciously.

Chapter 710 Let go of that ghost bus, what's going on with me, Su

Su Che, who was in the compartment of the No. 714 bus, was instructing the subdued ghost to drive the bus to avoid those evil spirits running around on the road without following the traffic rules. Long Wenhua.

He found that the statue of the evil god in Yuanjialing was very different from the ghosts he had seen before.

Even if it is torn to pieces by the big rooster's roundabout kick from the sky, it will continue to appear after that, and the frequency of appearance will become more and more frequent.

Although Su Che didn't tell the members of the Guild of Strange Story about this situation, they could still guess very well just by looking at the various events presented in Long Wenhua's live broadcast room.

"President, this thing is too evil, it can't be eliminated, that's all, Brother Chicken has torn it up many times, but the frequency of its appearance is getting faster every time, and it may not only be like this, everyone found No..." Fatty Qian pointed at the phone screen.

The rest of the people followed the sound and watched the screen of the live broadcast room together.

Among them, Long Wenhua, who was wearing a white robe of the same style as the consecration robe, had no other clothes on his body, and his hairy legs were dangling around. The picture was really eye-catching.

However, Fatty Qian's focus is not on this. "Although the appearance of these things that appeared at the beginning was almost exactly the same as that of Brother Long, people with a discerning eye could easily tell that they were not living people. But as the attacks became more and more They are getting farther and more frequent, they are becoming more and more like living people, you see, their speech is not much different from Brother Long!"

Everyone followed the sound and showed expressions of astonishment.

Su Che was also a little surprised by this, but at this time Yuan Jialing's strange situations abounded everywhere, he didn't think it was such a wicked thing.

The No. 714 bus continued to move forward, and the surroundings in the eyes of others were still dead silent, which clearly appeared in Su Che's eyes. The terrifying evil spirits that could be seen everywhere on the entire road were completely invisible to them, only the strong, bewildered The feeling of something being watched is still there.

Everyone knew that Yuan Yi, who had returned from the ghost, was at work.

Beyond that, however, there are other horrors waiting in the wings.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

The dull, stiff, but rhythmic sound of jumping and running suddenly sounded from behind the No. 714 bus. The black hair all over Kuang Cheng's body froze for a moment, and then the sharp fangs that were deliberately hidden in his mouth suddenly burst out, exuding a pungent smell. The smell of blood, but fortunately, everyone in the carriage was still watching Long Wenhua in the live broadcast room, so Kuang Cheng's changes did not attract much attention.

"Old K, who is this?" Su Che and the members of the Guild of Ghost Story still noticed the strange change in Kuang Cheng's body.

Kuang Cheng tremblingly said, "Zombie...that zombie is coming!"

Through the rearview mirror of the bus, Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association could clearly see a shriveled figure covered in white hair chasing the speeding No. 714 bus on the road behind. It can easily span a distance of 20 to [-] meters in one fell swoop, as if gliding at low altitude.

"Hey, it's a white-haired corpse." Kuang Cheng trembled all over.

Su Che asked him, "Is that the white zombie in the ghost story about ghosts that you talked about on the ghost talk radio station?"

Kuang Cheng nodded, and continued to add, "That's right, but the horror of the white zombie is more than that. It is a more terrifying existence than the black zombie...even most of the zombies. President you Have you heard of Hanba?"

"I've heard that Hanba isn't something in folklore?" Su Che raised his eyebrows.

Kuang Cheng's face instantly turned serious, "White zombie is a kind of drought monster. Although it is not as evil as the folklore that can cause thousands of miles of red land, it is definitely the scariest zombie, there is no one!"

"Worse than the corpse king?" Su Che asked again.

"President, the corpse king you caught in Tomb Village is a semi-finished corpse king, and in my opinion, this white-haired corpse is definitely more terrifying than the real corpse king..." Kuang Cheng He explained repeatedly, and then said with a delicate expression, "Even a semi-finished corpse king is not inferior to a red-clothed ghost with ghosts and beasts to a certain extent, let alone this white-haired corpse of a drought that is more terrifying than the corpse king." ?”

It was just the effort of Su Che and Kuang Cheng to say a few words quickly, the white-haired corpse was already very close to the No. 714 bus, and it only needed to jump and land to catch up with the people in the car .

At this time, the uniformed ghost driving the 714 bus was so frightened that his head was covered with blood, and the gas pedal under his feet had been stepped on to the bottom. Even at the risk of being mocked by Su Che again as a useless ghost, he had no choice but to speak out Said, "Brother, it has caught up with us!"

boom--

There was no delay, as soon as the subduing ghost's voice fell, and before everyone in the carriage could react, he saw the white-haired corpse jumping high, which was particularly eye-catching under the dim moonlight, and suddenly fell on the ground. The 714 bus is on the roof covered with water plants.

The heavily corroded iron car shell collapsed at the sound, and the fish-smelling river water accumulated in it was poured into the car through the roof vent holes. The bus made a sharp and piercing braking sound as if it was out of control. On the side of the cliff covered by dead branches and weeds, and finally turned off and stopped on the road sideways.

The body of the car that had been easily crushed by the lamppost immediately twisted and deformed, and the window glass burst in an instant, causing the unprepared people in the car to fall like rolling gourds.

Su Che quickly stabilized his figure, not a single drop of waste oil was spilled in the iron pan in his hand, and he even had enough energy to catch the bald chicken and the small chicken that had been huddled in the coop under the rear seat of the carriage all night. The hen quickly opened the coop and threw them out of the carriage.

"Raise chickens for a thousand days, use chickens for a while, and stop that white-haired corpse outside!"

Immediately, Su Che used climbing ropes to wrap the lighted seat lamp around the iron handrails on both sides of the carriage, fixed it in the middle of the carriage, and said, "No matter what happens, don't run outside the carriage, ordinary ghosts and evil spirits Can't get near this lamp."

"And you." Su Che patted the big black dog that was so startled by the car crash that it was screaming and barking, "Stay vigilant in the car, and when you find the situation, bark as hard as you can and it's over!"

Suddenly, the collapsed roof of the bus vibrated again, making a teeth-piercing creaking sound. Under the attack of the white-haired corpse outside the compartment, the iron shell of the bus was severely deformed and it was difficult to support it.

If it wasn't for this ghost bus, it would have been easily torn apart by the white-haired corpse.

Su Che glanced at the pure white wedding dress and the blood-stained bone-cutting knife in the carriage, and thought to himself, "It's not time to use these two things yet."

Then he jumped out of the car carrying the iron pot, stood firmly on the road, and looked up at the white-haired corpse standing on the roof.

Relying on the uniform of the crazy doctor he was wearing and the ghostly aura emanating from Li Rusong's human skin mask, the white-haired corpse on the roof of the bus did not realize his identity as a living person for a while, and still wanted to tear the iron sheet of the 714 bus The shell of the car, attacking the living people gathered in it.

"Let go of that ghost bus, what's going on with me, Su!"

Chapter 710 Five Jiangcheng ghosts are too scary to see sorrow

The narrow, dead road was shrouded in darkness.

It was dim and without light, except for a badly damaged bus that blocked the road across the road. The flickering yellow lights and flickering candles scattered from the carriage were looming, illuminating the world shrouded in night.

Accompanied by Su Che's voice, there were also the bald chicken and pullet that he threw out of the car earlier. Even though in their eyes the white-haired corpse on the roof was an out-and-out terrifying existence, they had to Bite the bullet and face it.

Of course, it wasn't because they were so moved by Su Che that they stayed in a daze to deal with the white-haired corpse, but because they were tied together by Su Che with a hemp rope, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

Humans are so despicable!

One person and two chickens were fighting each other, but the white-haired corpse didn't pay attention to Su Che's words just now, and didn't seem to regard him as a living person at all.

"Bastard, look straight at me!" Su Che shouted loudly.

Professor Yang's whip, which fell into his hands and was ready to go, was brilliant, and the blazing blue arc illuminated the night, and it was fleeting, hitting the white-haired corpse on the roof of the bus.

The high-voltage current hums and roars, and in the small arc that explodes, the iron shell of the 714 bus that has been devastated seems to have reached its load limit. Suddenly, the ghost bus suffered heavy damage immediately, and the already dim and dim headlights flickered violently a few times, and then went out in an instant.

As soon as the dim car lights were turned off, the surrounding darkness immediately shrouded in darkness, and the dead road was suddenly occupied by those horrifying evil spirits with horrific death shapes.

All kinds of evil movements began to appear, making everyone in the carriage feel terrified.

"Good guy, why don't you ignore me when you turn on the high-voltage electricity?"

The moment the headlights went out, Su Che moved, and so did the two chickens.

He drew out the butcher's knife attached to his lower back, held it together with Professor Yang's whip, and rushed forward, covering a distance of four or five meters in the blink of an eye. The butcher's knife exuding the aura of red clothes slashed down suddenly.

The sharp blade reflected the dim and cold moonlight in the night sky, and made a screaming sound of cutting the air, but the seemingly thin and strange long hair on the white-haired corpse seemed invulnerable, and the scarlet halo flowed between the blades of the pig-killing knife. Deng Tuhu, the butcher's knife blessed by the red-clothed ghost in the strange world, collided with it, bursting out a series of sparks.