No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Even Long Wenhua, who had experienced ghost encounters at a close distance, could not help feeling terrified when he smelled the strong and warm smell of blood in the air. In the past, I had two completely different feelings when I came into contact with cold dead people.

Stopping in front of the corpse, Su Che touched down. It was clear that the death time was less than an hour, but Bao Jianye's body had already started to stiffen. If it wasn't for the body temperature, it would have looked as if he had been dead for a long time.

"Brother, it has something in its pocket." Just as Long Wenhua dared to imitate Su Che and touched Bao Jianye's body, he was hit by something hard.

Su Che fumbled along Long Wenhua's line of sight, but before he could touch anything, the body of the old man beside him suddenly had another violent convulsion. The fear in his eyes had obviously swallowed up the last remaining consciousness, and the whites of his pupils rolled up. The eye sockets were completely crowded, but he was still staring at Bao Jianye's body.

Do not!

Maybe what Old Man Bao is staring at is not Bao Jianye's body, but...

Su Che reached out his hand to take out the pocket of Bao Jianye's corpse's coat, and what came into his hand was a mobile phone with a severely peeled frame and a screen full of cracks.

The moment Su Che took out the mobile phone from Bao Jianye's dead body pocket, the old man Bao yelled wildly, knocking his head back and forth, which made the policeman who held him back turn blue.

At the same time, amidst the old man Bao's hissing and exhausted screams, the mobile phone held by Su Che suddenly rang, accompanied by buzzing vibrations.

Long Wenhua only glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, and his scalp was numb and his hairs were almost standing on his head.

The phone number on the caller ID shows... Bao Jianping.

He frightened and hurriedly swept towards the room where Bao Jianping's coffin was placed. The coffin was still a coffin, the incense candles and long burning lamps were still burning, and the middle-aged woman who was hanged upstairs was still staring down with unrepentant eyes.

"Is this... is it that the dead in the underworld are calling the living?" Long Wenhua couldn't help but lose his voice.

However, before he finished his sentence, the phone rang one after another inside the funeral scene.

Without exception, the notes on the phone number on the caller ID all showed that it was Bao Jianping's call.

"Good guy, old Zhao has just invited a professional team from Wang County Funeral Home to provide a one-stop super-salvation service. This ghost just played a trick of calling us from the underworld to resist the super-salvation. It's unreasonable!" Su Che looked serious. said slowly.

Chapter 780

This suspected phone call from Bao Jianping from the underworld was enough to cause a large-scale panic. Fortunately, Su Che, who had gathered at the funeral to watch the fun, called Captain Yan to be taken away, so there was no more trouble.

But the few police officers and Captain Yan who stayed at the funeral site all changed their expressions visibly with the naked eye after receiving the call from Bao Jianping without exception... This place of emotion is really haunted!

Putting his index finger in front of his mouth, Su Che booed everyone present, and then pressed the answer button in front of Long Wenhua.

sizzle.

First there was a faint sound of electric current.

Before the other end of the phone could speak, Su Che spoke first and said naturally, "Hi, this is Wang County Funeral Home. May I help you?"

"..."

Perhaps because Su Che's tone and what he said were too familiar, the other end of the phone suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, a protracted and unreal voice came from the phone, "You...want...know...know... ..what...is...is...dead...death...?"

Su Che's complexion darkened when he heard the sound, and he directly turned on the hands-free button and said in a kind tone in front of everyone present, "Bao Jianping, do you think you are sick? Put it in front of Wang County Funeral Home and ask us what death is? If you have the courage to come to your door, believe it or not, you will be cremated on the spot, and your ashes will be thrown away!"

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the non-living voice from the mobile phone seemed to be really shocked by Su Che's words, and it died down in an instant.

Then, after a series of sizzling electric sounds, the screen exploded with a bang, a few bright sparks flashed, and the ringing ringtones of the people continued to stop abruptly.

"That's it? If you can't afford the cremation fee, just say it. I, Su, can make the decision to waive it for you. It's not impossible to come with a luxurious set meal with ashes and bibimbap." Su Che threw away the smoking phone and shook it. Head muffled with emotion.

...You are something that a living person can do?

Everyone present looked at Su Che, and then at Bao Jianping's coffin without a portrait in the room. They didn't care to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads, and violently twitched their tense faces a few times.

In the end, it was the old man Bao's hoarse and miserable howling that suddenly stopped, and the noise of his head falling to the ground in a daze brought them back to their senses.

But Su Che and Long Wenhua put Bao Jianye's body into a body bag one after the other, and then put it into the coffin brought by Zhao Tailai with the hearse of Wang County Funeral Parlor.

"Mr. Su, are you sure who is responsible for this supernatural event?" Zhao Tailai stared intently at the coffin containing Bao Jianye's body.

Su Che shook his head slightly, "It's the same as when I was in Jiangcheng last time, except that the call I received might be from Nie Hailin, but this time it's just Bao Jianping's call, except for the few bricks with black fingerprints just now In addition, there are not many valuable discoveries, and we may have to wait until the situation before and after Nie Hailin's funeral that you mentioned, Lao Zhao, before we can find it out."

"It seems that this is the only way to do it." Zhao Tailai nodded solemnly.

The supernatural incident on the death website is complicated and confusing. Taking the current incidents at the funerals of Nie Hailin and Bao Jianping as an example, no one knows how many similar incidents have been buried in the various accidents presented.

The remains of Bao Jianye and the old man Bao's wife were collected one after another, and the crowd who were taken away by the police from the funeral scene had almost left. In the end, there were only a few people who were related to the old man Bao in mourning clothes.

"Don't you need to control those passers-by who gathered at the funeral just now?" Su Che asked Zhao Tailai.

Zhao Tailai sighed, "If those passers-by who were watching the excitement were affected by Bao Jianping's call, I'm afraid we have to control all the affected people like the supernatural incident at the River Lane Bridge in Jiangcheng to prevent the supernatural incident from spreading further. As for now. ...for the time being, we have to take them back to the nearest police station for screening in the name of taking notes, and just confirm that they are not related to this supernatural incident."

"After all, there is no real ghost encounter, and this supernatural event is only spread among people who have been in contact with the body of the deceased. Except for those who have been in contact with Bao Jianye's body after his accident, who need to pay attention, the rest are all It's relatively easy to deal with your own people." He thought for a moment, and then added.

What Zhao Tailai wanted to express was obvious.

All the people who came into contact with Bao Jianye's body at the funeral site today probably had to follow the professional team he invited to stay at the funeral site all night until the ghost on the death site was found.

Su Che didn't have much opinion on this. All the way from Jiangcheng to Wangxian, he could see the death website making troubles. Since this ghost hit his gun, he didn't mind finding something to do in the few days before the ghost festival.

As time passed by, Su Che first called to inform the members of the Ghost Story Association who were still waiting for him to bring breakfast back at the hotel. And stuffed a lot of one-time consecrated mahogany swords into the suitcase I bought along the way, and then walked around the surrounding residential areas a few times to confirm that there were no other ghosts before stepping on them. Return to Bao Jianping's funeral when it's dark.

In just a few hours before and after, the mourning hall at the funeral site has been set up. Several monks in the professional team invited by Zhao Tailai are shaking their heads and singing scriptures to save the souls of the dead. It really has such a bluffing posture.

The rest of the people who were related to old man Bao were also communicating with Captain Yan. They seemed to be dissatisfied with restricting them from leaving this obviously evil funeral scene, but they didn't dare to express it on the face.

Zhao Tailai, Hong Shan, and Long Wenhua guarded Old Man Bao closely. Judging from the behavior of Old Man Bao in the two bizarre murders at the funeral, he obviously knew something, as long as he woke up from the coma Once you regain your sanity, the truth about what happened to Bao Jianping and Bao Jianye will be revealed.

However, this waited until seven or eight o'clock in the evening when the night was dark.

The funeral scene was brightly lit, and the sound of wooden fish, chanting sutras, and the crackling of incense candles... mixed together, the wreaths with elegiac couplets were blown by the cold night wind, guarding the old Bao family who died of a strange cause. The atmosphere in the small three coffins was extremely depressing, and the people who dared to walk and talk during the day did not even dare to take a breath.

"Wake up, old man Bao woke up!"

Unknowingly, a shout from inside the house instantly broke the extremely depressing atmosphere of the funeral scene.

Chapter 780 Tonight, its ashes will have to be bibimbaped even if Lord Hades is here!

Su Che rushed into the house quickly, and saw the old man Bao who had just woken up from a coma. His whole face was as pale as paper, shrouded in a lingering haze under the gloomy light in the house, and his The eyes are even more full of resentment.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a half-dead person who just woke up from a coma could make such an expression.

The old man Bao stared at the three coffins placed in the mourning hall with resentment in his eyes. This expression was creepy, and then this pure hatred turned into hatred and pain, and he gradually turned his eyes with his mouth Put it on the bodies of several people in the house, "Our old Bao's family did something wrong in the previous life, and this is going to happen..."

After a high-pitched scream, Old Man Bao spoke in a trance. Su Che, Zhao Tailai and the others finally understood the cause and process of this incident through his narration.

It turned out that a few days ago, the old man Bao and his wife suddenly received a call from the Haicheng police, saying that his youngest son Bao Jianping had unfortunately died in an accident caused by a factory operation error, and they were asked to leave for Haicheng as soon as possible to deal with related matters. matter.

As soon as they heard the news, the old man Bao and his wife couldn't sit still, they hurried to Haicheng without caring about anything else.

Who would have thought that the old Bao couple arrived in Haicheng and saw Bao Jianping's obviously mutilated corpse at the funeral home. They were just about to take it back to their hometown to deal with the funeral, but they accidentally learned that they had died three years ago during the phone call with their eldest son Bao Jianye. Tian's youngest son had just texted him.

The old Bao and his wife have always been superstitious about their age. If it is true what the Haicheng police said, the youngest son Bao Jianping died in an accident caused by a factory operation error, then there is no reason why Bao Jianping has not lived through the first seven days. The souls of the dead began to make troubles, and this obviously contrary to common sense made them feel that something was wrong.

So they not only postponed the time to take Bao Jianye back to his hometown for funeral affairs, but also called their eldest son Bao Jianye and several other relatives to Haicheng.

However, they never expected that this was the beginning of the nightmare of Old Bao's family.

In the first few days, Bao Jianye’s mobile phone could still receive text messages from Bao Jianping intermittently, but no matter how Bao Jianye replied, Bao Jianping did not communicate directly with him as he did at the beginning , As for the other relatives who were recruited by the old man from their hometown to investigate the real cause of Bao Jianping's death, they were also frustrated.

The surveillance video of the factory showed clearly that the cause of Bao Jianping's death was indeed caused by his own operating errors.

In desperation, the old Bao and his wife had no choice but to take Bao Jianye and a few relatives back from Haicheng to Wang County again to deal with Bao Jianping's funeral.

But on the night when they returned to Wang County from Haicheng, Bao Jianye had a nightmare and dreamed of Bao Jianping, but after waking up from the dream, Bao Jianye could not recall the specific content of the nightmare no matter what, he only vaguely remembered his own I saw Bao Jianping in my dream, and saw my bleeding corpse in a half-dream and half-awake trance.

At this time, the old man Bao and his wife realized that Bao Jianping's death was most likely hit by some evil filth, and this filth might entangle Bao Jian again in the text messages sent by Bao Jianping. Industry.

The old man Bao and his wife planned to find a sorceress or Mr. Yin Yang to see what kind of dirty thing killed Bao Jianping after finishing Bao Jianping's funeral. As a result, Bao Jianping's funeral had just begun. Jianye was accidentally cut off the main artery of the neck by the bamboo strips on the wreath, and died due to excessive blood loss. Later, the old man Bao's wife was hanged to death in the upstairs where Bao Jianping's coffin was placed, and only the old man Bao was surrounded by his friends. Even if a quick-witted police officer stopped him, he crashed into Bao Jianping's coffin and died.

Of course, the old man Bao didn't mention the fact that he almost crashed into Bao Jianping's coffin, but judging from what the old man said, the old man Bao and his wife, Bao Jianye, were even called to Haicheng by them. The other relatives investigating the cause of Bao Jianping's death have undoubtedly been affected by the supernatural incident on the death website.

"After Nie Hailin's funeral, a similar incident of the deceased having a dream also happened. Is this a coincidence, or is it caused by other reasons we don't know?" Zhao Tailai's eyes showed a few traces of doubt.

Long Wenhua, who almost couldn't wake up from a sleep in Shenqiao Village, obviously had a say in this, "Nie Hailin and Bao Jianping were both killed by this ghost death website, and they came back to find them before the end of the first seven days." It’s okay for a living person to dream of revenge, right?”

Seeing Long Wenhua's confident appearance, Zhao Tailai shook his head helplessly and didn't say much.

"To be honest, it's quite understandable. Whether it's Nie Hailin who called me in Jiangcheng, or Bao Jianping who called the living people at the funeral just now, they may have all turned into ghosts after being killed by the death website. It's nothing more than spreading supernatural events through the dead's dreams." Su Che said slowly.

Hearing this, the three present nodded thoughtfully.

Zhao Tailai's face became a little ugly, "If the victims killed by the death website become ghosts, they can also spread the supernatural events of the death website through the dead's dreams, then it won't take long for the supernatural events caused by the death website to spread. Explosive growth, even more serious than we previously estimated."

"We must find it out tonight, otherwise we will be in big trouble!"

"Old Zhao, don't worry, this ghost dares to provoke our Wang County Funeral Home one after another. Even if you don't say anything, its ashes will have to eat tonight even if Lord Hades is here!" Su Che's face was serious. It was at seven or eight o'clock in the evening when the night had already begun to become intense, and because the passers-by who came to see the excitement were taken to the police station and had not returned, it seemed very deserted. Seeing that the time was right, he directly Throwing out a suitcase containing a large pile of one-time consecrated mahogany swords, he continued, "I just bought some goods from the Yiwu Small Commodity Market, and I haven't had time to set up a stall to sell them, so let me try them out for you, Lao Zhao!"

Just came back from Yiwu Small Commodity Market?

What the hell is this...

Zhao Tailai was a little confused, he looked at the suitcase thrown by Su Che wonderingly, thinking whether to let Long Wenhua next to him go first.

But before he could put the idea in his head into practice, Su Che opened the suitcase, and the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that filled the entire suitcase space was immediately seen by the eyes of several people present, and the warmth spread in all directions. Even the lingering gloom on Old Man Bao's face was washed away a lot.

"and many more......"

Zhao Tailai suddenly turned his head to look at Su Che, not daring to believe it, "These...all are consecrated...peach wood sword?"

"Of course, these are genuine consecrated mahogany swords. One is 300 yuan, and three are 1000 yuan. It's definitely a tearful sale price!"

Chapter 780 If you catch up with me, I, Su, will treat you to bibimbap with ashes

The corner of Zhao Tailai's mouth twitched, but he didn't show any surprise. Instead, he began to look at the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that filled the entire suitcase with great interest.

"It's simply a ghost drawing talisman carved out of the same mold, and it is also crudely made with glue. If it weren't for the role of dealing with ghosts in those few videos, who would have thought that this thing is actually a genuine mahogany sword that has been opened. .”

But then again, the tomb of the nameless tomb that Su Che left behind in Jiangcheng South High-tech Park is also so ugly, but it is a bit outrageous that it can actually restrain the red-clothed ghost. The one-time consecrated mahogany sword with the untreated yellow paper burr and glue mixture is not so ugly.

Under Zhao Tailai's signal, Hong Shan and Long Wenhua couldn't wait to pick up the one-time consecrated mahogany sword in the suitcase, walked out of the house and began to distribute it to everyone at the funeral. After a while, with the one-time consecration in the suitcase The number of mahogany swords keeps decreasing, and almost everyone at the funeral has reached the point where everyone has a consecrated mahogany sword.

Captain Yan and his police officers all looked at the one-time consecrated mahogany swords distributed to them with piercing expressions, and then looked around, only to find that not only them, but almost everyone at the funeral Same expression as them.

"Hey guy, is this the rhythm of letting ghosts fall into the Wang//Ocean of the People's War?"

The old man Bao watched the actions of everyone present with a horrified expression the whole time. Somehow he was stimulated, and a strange flush suddenly appeared on his bloodless pale face. He struggled to get up, but he didn't struggle much. He fell down limply again.

Zhao Tailai hurriedly called for medical personnel to check, and learned that it was old man Bao who was so angry that he fainted, and his nervous mood calmed down a little.

After all, Old Man Bao is the only survivor of Bao Jianping's supernatural incident so far. If he died in such an unexplained manner, then all the efforts made tonight may be in vain.

Although the funeral scene at this time did not have the extremely depressing atmosphere at the beginning, the anxiety that continued to spread among the crowd still existed, and everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley, silently praying in their hearts that nothing would happen scary thing.