No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

And at this moment, accompanied by a burst of continuous "puff" loud noises from the engine explosion, under the cover of the rising water vapor, the Jinbei van that Lao Wangtou and the others were riding crashed to the ground.

Chapter 760 Don't sleep at night and rush to transfer money to the following?

The Jinbei van that hit the ground was smashed to pieces in an instant, as if it had been rear-end hit by a dump truck on the expressway, and its fragmented body was scattered all over the ground.

In the midst of the steam, Lao Wang and the others were crying and screaming to escape from the wreckage of the Jinbei van. What surprised them was that the scary short-haired woman who was chasing closely behind them disappeared. A few hundred meters ahead, there is a remote mountain village where no one can be seen.

However, in the blue bricks and black tiles and low wooden houses in the remote mountain village, you can see the lights in the stars.

"Old Wang, you guys... didn't I tell you to find a service area to get through tonight, and turn around and return to Jiangcheng at dawn tomorrow morning?" Shunli broke into the Shanglinshan Tunnel at midnight. Su Che, who successfully forced other vehicles to enter the Shanglinshan Tunnel, looked at Lao Wangtou and the others climbing out of the wreckage of the Jinbei van, and the corners of his eyes twitched undetectably.

Then everyone in the Guitan Association who got off the No. 714 bus looked at Lao Wangtou and the others with puzzled eyes. In addition to the deadly atmosphere brought to everyone in this remote mountain village, an atmosphere called embarrassment is rapidly spreading. .

"Ah? Master Su, did you just tell us to go back to Jiangcheng?" The old king was dumbfounded when he realized that he had got the wrong idea.

Su Che greeted and called out the big black dog, put the backpack on his shoulders and lifted the heavy coffin board, shook his head helplessly and said, "It doesn't matter, since it's the old Wangtou, you don't need to explain too much, we all go to the bus Go inside the car, no matter what you see or encounter tonight, just pretend to be dead and keep silent."

Even though they caught up with Su Che and his party and managed to get rid of the terrifying short-haired female ghost, Old Wang and the others couldn't be happier.

The five people boarded the ghost bus No. 714 with trepidation. They didn't even have the courage to take a look at the blood-stained head of the uniformed ghost in the driver's seat, so they buried their heads and sat down in a few adjacent seats.

"Did you see that the one driving the bus... looks like a ghost?"

"Of course I saw it. Its head looks like it was run over by a truck at the scene of the serial car accident just now. Could it be a living person?"

"Hiss...then this car...isn't it a ghost bus..."

"It's not the first time I've seen a ghost. What's the fuss about? Let me tell you, Master Su is really powerful. If you don't believe me, ask Captain Zhang."

"..."

A burst of whispers resounded among Lao Wang and the others.

And just when they got on the ghost bus, against the background of paper money floating in the white, an old woman who looked about 70 or [-] years old appeared strangely at the entrance of the village, holding a brazier, picked up the falling paper money from the ground and threw them into the brazier.

The dark red flames engulfed the pale paper money, and as the fireworks rose, the miserable and sharp cries echoed in the dark night sky, which seemed extremely evil.

Su Che still remembers very clearly that the red-clothed ghost he witnessed several times in the Shanglinshan Tunnel was a crimson and black female ghost with a white gauze skirt soaked in blood, so for this strange appearance at the entrance of the village, burning paper money and crying miserably The old woman, he was not very interested.

Seeing the rising flames of paper money burning in the brazier in front of the old woman, and hearing the increasingly miserable howls in his ears, Su Che carried the coffin board and walked forward without haste.

"The ghost village I met outside the expressway last time was Xialin Village. According to the old lady Tang in Xialin Village, when the Qingnan Expressway was being built, the first place where fog and strange things appeared was Shanglin Village."

"We must know that Xialin Village was not the first place where weirdness appeared. It has become a ghost village where the living and dead are extinct. So what about Shanglin Village where weirdness first appeared?"

"Is this remote mountain village among ghosts and ghosts the Shanglin Village that disappeared mysteriously?"

Many thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and the burning light of paper money in the brazier became more and more intense, but the paper money around the old woman did not show the slightest tendency to decrease.

"Grandma, why don't you go to bed late at night and rush to transfer money to the people below?" Su Che asked the old woman with a kind smile, leading the members of the Ghost Story Association to form a circle around the old woman.

The old woman who was buried in burning money looked up at Su Che, but immediately lowered her head and continued to grope to pick up the paper money around her and throw it into the brazier, as if she didn't see the members of the Ghost Story Association who surrounded her.

"President, do you want to..." Kuang Cheng gestured on his neck naturally out of habit.

Su Che waved his hand, "Old K, why are you always thinking about shouting and shouting? Why don't you be normal, our Jiangcheng Late Night Ghost Story Fans' Association is a serious non-governmental organization, not a mafia gang."

"I shouted for beating and killing? Besides, wasn't you the one who went to Jiangcheng and Shuangqing to commit crimes and kill ghosts like hemp?" Kuang Cheng was full of question marks.

In the end, before he could respond to Su Che's words, another old voice suddenly came from behind the crowd, "The dead burn paper, the living ask for directions, it's a big ominous...an ominous omen."

Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association did not turn around immediately, but turned their heads to look behind them through the corner of their eyes.

The one who made the sound was a strange old man with a goatee, every piece of hair seemed to have been chewed by a dog, and his facial features were slightly sunken inward.

The strange old man shook his head and sighed for a while, then continued to say, "If you don't want to die, hurry up and follow me."

"It's not very good. I, Su, can tell from the surrounding situation that the Mingbi Factory exploded. Everyone is scrambling to get money in advance. You, a bad old man, have the idea of ​​taking it all by yourself?" Su Che pretended Frowning tightly, he said in a righteous tone, "You bad old man won't be able to spend this much money in eight lifetimes, so what's the matter with sharing it with us?"

The strange old man's worried expression froze for a moment. He had no idea that what Su Che was paying attention to was not the evil old woman who was burning paper money at the entrance of the village, but the paper money that was surrounded by whiteness that could not be counted.

Is there a living person like you in the underworld?

The voice of the old woman crying miserably while burning the paper money became louder and louder, and the expression on the strange old man's face changed again and again.

"If you want you to leave, you can leave. If you continue to live like this, if you can't even enter the village, you will all die here."

"Wait..." Su Che frowned, and said in a provocative tone that would piss people off, "Forgive me, your fortune-telling ability is really not enough in front of me, Su. Look!"

Before the strange old man could respond, Su Che changed the subject, and continued in an excited tone, "You may not believe me, but to a certain extent, I, Su, can be regarded as your colleague. You Just now I calculated that we have a bad omen, but I, Su, didn't even need to calculate and predicted that you will have a bloody disaster!"

Chapter 760 In these days, ghosts who can understand human speech are a rare species!

People don't talk much.

Su Che took out the blood-stained and cracked crystal ball in his backpack with his backhand, aimed at the sunken face of the strange old man, and smashed it down.

Bang!

Slightly beyond Su Che's expectations, the crystal ball seemed to be full of cracks to the naked eye, as if it was about to shatter at any time, showing extraordinary hardness, directly smashing the strange old man's face, smashing the cheekbones and penetrating the back of the head, and finally It was so embedded in the strange old man's face that he couldn't get it off.

However, the strange old man who was suddenly severely injured and his entire facial features were smashed not only did not shed a drop of blood, there was even no flesh and blood in the place where the crystal ball was embedded.

"Miscalculation, sir, you don't even have blood, so how did you get the bloody disaster?"

Su Che changed his previous kind smile, pulled out the mad doctor's uniform and swung it forward, the soul-detaining rope placed inside broke through the air with a whoosh, and bound the strange old man tightly in a flash.

Everyone from the Guai Tan Association swarmed up. Just now, they were just like passers-by who lost their way in the middle of the night. Now they are like a gang of black and evil forces, and they are ruthlessly hammering at the strange old man.

It's strange that the old man hasn't reacted until now, how this group of ordinary-looking living people is more than one hell.

Just when Su Che hit the old man with a crystal ball unexpectedly and couldn't take care of himself, the miserable howling of the old woman who was groping to pick up paper money and stuff it into the brazier behind her stopped abruptly, replaced by a chilling and piercing smile.

You only need to look back, and you can see that there is still some kind of paper money burning in the brazier in front of the old woman, and it is clearly a piece of bone that does not know whether it is a human or a ghost.

There are ghostly fires, and the cold is pressing.

"Good guy, it's not enough for this bad old man to swallow all the paper money blown up by the Ming Coin Factory. Grandma, you actually smuggled counterfeit money!" Su Che's eyes were suddenly filled with shock, and then he was filled with righteous indignation, "It's really a bad world, ghost! The heart is not old, how will Tiandi Bank continue to operate in the future? I can't just sit idly by!"

Just in a trance, the old woman with strange laughter and the brazier filled with ghostly fire appeared in front of Su Che in a strange posture, and the cold ghostly fire rose up, as if it was going to burn Su Che to death on the spot.

Feeling the chill in front of him, Su Che did not hide or dodge. Under the unexpected eyes of everyone in the Ghost Story Association, he squeezed out a piece of life money from the black book and threw it into the brazier brought by the old woman. .

"Grandma, you have smuggled so much fake money down here, you must have never seen the real money issued by Tiandi Bank, right? I, someone from Su, will show you what the real Mingbi is. This may be your only chance in this life." , take it well!"

The cold will-o'-the-wisp rising towards Su Che ignited the life-giving money the moment it touched the money for life, and as the money for life was burned to ashes little by little, the dense will-o'-the-wisp burning in the brazier became more vigorous.

But this time the direction of the will-o'-the-wisp rising was no longer Su Che, but the old woman in the opposite direction. It obviously couldn't bear the horror of paying for life. It made its old skin burst inch by inch.

Just like the strange old man whose face was smashed by Su Che with a crystal ball just now, there was no flesh and blood under the old woman's cracked old skin.

At this time, the old woman who was covered by the cold will-o'-the-wisp's strange laughter became more and more eager. It seemed that she could not feel the intense burning of the cold-will-o'-the-wisp, and launched a counterattack against Su Che again.

Su Che didn't change his face, and didn't have the slightest fear of the old woman's counterattack. He went straight to the old woman, raised his foot and kicked over the brazier that was still burning with the cold will-o'-the-wisp, and took the dog chain and shouted at the big black dog He said, "If you eat too much dog food, you won't be able to digest it. I'll feed you some barbecue to clear your stomach."

The old woman's will-o'-the-wisp burns like a dead body in the incinerator of a crematorium. Even if the will-o'-the-wisp doesn't burn her mouth when she bites, can you really say that?

The big black dog had tears in its eyes, as if recalling the tragic memory of gnawing a mouthful of ashes in the ditch of the dead and being scalded and screaming. Driven by Su Che, it was unwilling to slap the old woman's body shrouded in will-o'-the-wisps. Bite it.

quack!

Su Che felt as if the big black dog's sharp teeth had bitten an ice cube, and then the big black dog's powerful masseter muscles worked, and the old woman's old skin burst apart from the will-o'-the-wisp's fire.

In the constant biting of the big black dog, combined with the blazing cold will-o'-the-wisp, the old woman was torn to pieces on the spot, leaving only a vaguely human figure outlined by the will-o'-the-wisp, which fell to the ground and burned into a torch.

The old woman hissed and laughed strangely, which seemed to be mixed with the miserable howling before, which sounded extremely weird.

Seeing this, Su Che became very interested. He didn't expect that the old woman had endured the life-buying money and the big black dog was not completely wiped out. He knew it was not an ordinary ghost, and it was obviously as valuable for research as the corpse king.

The black book that had been put away appeared in Su Che's hands again. In order to prevent the old woman's will-o'-the-wisp from accidentally burning the pages, he specially arranged a suitable place for it.

The faint black mist dissipated, and on the adjacent page of the black book "Qi Wu Shi Qi: Extreme Cold" strange talk, a few lines of handwriting as cold as will-o'-the-wisps on the old woman quietly emerged.

'Qiwu Shilu: The Ghost of Burning Wall'

"Wall ghost?" Su Che looked thoughtfully at the handwriting on the yellowed paper of the black book, "Look at the name, it looks a lot like the water ghost broom and hemp cloth that I encountered in Baiping Town a few days ago." Sha, is it possible that the ghosts in the Shanglinshan Tunnel are also related to the Ghost Festival?"

No one can solve the doubts in Su Che's heart.

but......

But there is a ghost who can.

Su Che turned his head and looked at the strange old man who was still being hammered by the members of the Guild of Strange Talk but still not eliminated.

"What kind of monsters are you, like a human but not quite a human, like a ghost but not quite a ghost?" The strange old man yelled in pain, conveying only the weakness and helplessness of being hammered by the members of the Guitan Association.

The old skin is also cracked inch by inch, like a mural that has been peeled off after a long period of disrepair.

"Obviously they are just ordinary ghosts, but it seems that these two wall ghosts seem to be more resistant to beating than the corpse king." Su Che couldn't help but miss the corpse king's kindness. Getting into the corpse king's mouth can solve the problem to a large extent. Now that he has found two wall ghosts who are as good as the corpse king, how can Su Che not be excited.

The strange old man's yelling became more and more painful, Su Che hurriedly stepped forward to stop the members of the Guild of Weird Talk who were getting better.

"Don't tell me, President, my old K has never encountered such an evil ghost like it in all these years." Kuang Cheng kept scratching his pitch-black nails, and Kuang Cheng's eyes gleamed eagerly. Next, his next step is to try to see if he can suck some blood from the strange old man.

Fatty Qian was also amazed at the strange old man, "It's also the first time I've felt that starving ghosts have no appetite for ghosts. You must know that even those evil starving ghosts in Yuanjialing can chew it with nausea, chew it, swallow it, but There's not even an iota of reaction from the starving ghost to it."

"I ran into two such evil ghosts before entering the village, and I don't know what terrifying things are waiting for us in this ghost creature." Xiao Tiantian said while panting.

Su Che used the uniform of a crazy doctor to pull the soul-restraining rope, and dragged the strange old man who was completely invisible to the crowd, "It's not easy, just interrogate this ghost." ?”

"After all, in these days, ghosts who can understand human speech are a rare species!"

Chapter 760

"Tell me, do you want to confess honestly and actively, or do you want to experience torture to extract a confession and then passively confess?"

Just a face-to-face time, the situation between the two reversed. The apparently weak and harmless people lost in the middle of the night are actually a gang of evil forces with neither human nor ghost.

If there are intestines in the old skin that is blamed for being cracked inch by inch, it may even regret the intestines.

"So, sir, you now have three seconds to think about and make a choice. I, Su, fully respect your personal opinion on which one to choose." Facing the ghost who has lost his human rights, Su Che's attitude can be said to be quite bad. .

He spoke very fast, and at the same time, his movements were even faster. The butcher's knife was held straight on the strange old man's neck, as if the strange old man had the audacity to say a word and let his body be separated.

As soon as the pig-killing knife belonged to the terrifying aura of the red-clothed ghost, the strange old man knelt down on the spot, "Follow this road into the village, the first room is two corpse babies who were drowned when they were just born, as long as you don't enter If you go into the house, they won't entangle you; if you go further inside, you will meet a tall, thin, blind ghost who asks you to show him the way. Get it all out; behind the blind ghost is a white-haired crazy woman, it will definitely invite you to smoke, as long as anyone who has smoked, whether it is a human or a ghost, will die on the spot..."

Blame the old man for revealing all the situation in the remote mountain village in front of him in one breath. In the end, he felt dissatisfied with Su Che and added emphatically, "When you enter the village in a while, don't move or talk nonsense. Although it is difficult to deal with, it is not difficult to solve, you only need to stay up until dawn to get out, but if you disturb the innermost thing in the village, it will be all over, whether it is a person or a ghost, it will die here."

"What do you mean? What's in the innermost part of the village?" Su Che guessed that the old man was talking about the red-clothed ghost he had seen several times in the Shanglinshan Tunnel, so he asked the question knowingly.

It can be seen that the strange old man is terrified to the core of the red-clothed ghost in the innermost part of the village. It hurriedly glanced in the direction of the village. Although Su Che didn't know what it could see on its face smashed by the crystal ball, it insisted After making this movement, he continued, "No... I don't know what it is, I only know that it is the scariest thing in this village."