No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Su Che frowned slightly, and glanced left and right again, but he still didn't see Zhao Tailai who spoke, so he could only ask, "Old Zhao, are you here too?"

"What? Mr. Su, are you talking? Why didn't I see where you are?" Zhao Tailai's tone was full of surprise.

He thought that he would only be stuck in this dark and gloomy long alley after kicking a one-time consecrated mahogany sword through Bao Jianping's body, but he never expected to hear Su Che's voice, and what Su Che said seemed to be the same Like him, he fell into this dark and gloomy long alley.

Su Che looked thoughtful, he walked a few steps, approached the direction where Zhao Tailai's voice came from, and continued, "What's the situation with you, Old Zhao?"

"Ghosts, there are quite a few ghosts, and their death methods are different, but the death conditions are basically extremely tragic, very similar to the two brothers Bao Jianping and Bao Jianye. I speculate that they were all killed by the death website. People." Zhao Tailai's voice continued.

When walking past a stinking trash can, Su Che stretched out his hand to grab it, and the touch of his hand was obviously resisted, not the feeling of grabbing empty with one hand.

"What?" Zhao Tailai's voice was close to his eyes.

Su Che breathed a sigh of relief, "It's me, it seems that what we bumped into wasn't a ghost, it was just an ordinary ghost hitting a wall..."

Having said this, Su Che pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch the trash can beside him, it was cold, hard, with a disgusting slippery touch.

"Huh..." Su Che let out a light snort, "I take back what I said earlier, this thing is not a normal ghost hitting the wall, old Zhao, did the ghost over there find you?"

"No, there are too many ghosts nearby, I hid behind a few trash cans, but judging from the architectural style on both sides of this alley, it can almost be concluded that the death website is a dirty thing spread from the outside, according to the current exposure The degree of harm is at least a disaster-level ghost." Zhao Tailai said in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately raised his voice, "Mr. Su, look up, look up!"

Su Che moved his head in response to the sound and looked up, and sure enough, as Zhao Tailai said, he saw a blurry figure above his extremely pitch-black head.

"A blurry figure with only one eye, the pupil is dark red, and the white part of the eye is completely black. Is this what you see, Old Zhao?"

"That's right, it's this ghost!"

The second after the two spoke, the motionless dead man in the dark and gloomy long alley turned around, and the figures of Su Che and Zhao Tailai were reflected in the dull red pupils.

In an instant, there were many ghosts in the long alley, and the soaring resentment surged towards Su Che and Zhao Tailai.

"There are indeed a lot of ghosts tonight." Su Che tucked Professor Yang's pointer into his sleeve, and calmly took out the black book facing the terrifying scene in front of him.

Then the topic changed, "But you have so many ghosts, you just want to think about it? Does it mean that we don't take our Wangxian funeral parlor seriously?"

The black mist spread, and the returning No. 714 bus appeared in front of Su Che with a roaring engine. Facing the ghosts that could not be seen at a glance, the subdued ghost turned the accelerator pedal with a look that I knew it would be like this. Step on the bottom.

"Is this the correct way to use the ghost bus? It's really scary!"

Chapter 780 The fifth is that people like Long Wenhua are needed to make the best use of their resources!

Not only the ghost in uniform driving the No. 714 bus was frightened, but also the ghosts who were aiming at the direction of the No. 714 bus were also panicked.

Originally, only two living figures, Su Che and Zhao Tailai, were reflected in their dark red pupils, but suddenly they were completely occupied by the ghost bus No. 714. Ghost Shadow instinctively wanted to avoid it.

At this time, the roar of the No. 71 bus's engine was almost roaring, and a lot of white smoke came out from the violent friction between the tires and the ground. At the moment when No. 714 bus catapulted and started to run into many ghosts, Su Che grabbed Zhao Tailai and jumped into the car by feeling.

In the next second, the No. 714 bus slammed into the ghost shadows with thunderous momentum. The ghost shadows stained with dark colors were smashed to pieces in an instant, shattered limbs were splashed, and dark blood dripped down the long alley. Cracks in the ground spread in all directions.

However, this is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that Su Che opened the car window, and took the little hen and the bald chicken who were pecking rice, and the big black dog who hadn't had time to figure out what happened. Then one was thrown out.

Like the No. 714 bus rushing forward like a dump truck, the two chickens and one dog rolled forward directly following the No. 714 bus, as if entering a ghostless land.

At this time, the numerous ghost images that instinctively avoided the No. 714 bus suddenly fell into madness, and began to turn around, flocking to the No. 714 bus like moths, as if they wanted to rely on their numerical advantage to drown them in their eyes. The 714 bus of the ghost in red.

There are also some ghosts that are so dark that they almost blend into the night, flocking to the sides of the No. 714 bus, trying to break through the gap blocked by the big black dog, the bald chicken and the little hen, and enter the compartment through the opened compartment of Su Che. Kill Su Che and Zhao Tailai.

"Oh...it's really a downturn in the world. You said that our Wang County Funeral Home invited professionals to save you ghosts from reincarnation. Why do you resist so much?" Su Che shook his head and sighed, "These ghosts are so real. I don’t even have a heart of gratitude, Lao Zhao, don’t you think so?”

Zhao Tailai, who was caught by Su Che and dragged into the carriage, had just recovered from being thrown into a messy state, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say, when he saw himself floating in the air and moving forward at a high speed, if it wasn't for the cold and wet touch under his body reminding him , I'm afraid he thought he was flying.

All the ghosts trying to hit the No. 714 bus were ruthlessly run over. They were either smashed into limbs on the ground, or were pecked to ashes by little hens and bald chickens, and the worst was into the stomach of a big black dog. , it made it bark and bark, and it didn't have the cowardly look it usually had when it encountered supernatural events with Su Che.

On the other hand, Su Che didn't pay attention to the heavy ghosts that the bus No. 714 kept running over. The black book in his hand was filled with black mist, and the pig-killing knife with a red blade refracted appeared in his hand. Professor Yang's pointer flashed brightly. The high-voltage arc entangled the blade, and then tore open the car door, aiming at the fuzzy figure with dark red pupils and black eye whites above.

The blazing blue arc entangled by the butcher knife is like a mobile high-temperature incinerator to the numerous ghosts coming near the No. 714 bus. Reduced to ashes under the double action of the arc.

At the same time, the butcher's knife slashed at the blurry figure above with lightning speed, and the blazing blue electric arc entangled with the blade exploded instantly. After the shattering, the dense and small electric arcs were like a big net that was stretched out, covering the blurry figure. shrouded in it.

Even though it was not the first time he saw such a scene, Zhao Tailai still couldn't suppress the emotion in his heart, and said to himself, "Mr. Su doesn't even need to charge this high-voltage electric baton?"

If this extremely fast and electrified knife hits an ordinary person, it may split the person in half alive and then turn them into coke. Appeared again, the butcher's knife, like the one-time consecrated mahogany sword, directly passed through the blurred figure, and even the tiny electric arc that exploded couldn't touch it.

"What the hell is this ghost?"

After missing a hit, Su Che didn't stop at all, and immediately climbed up to the roof of the car with the heavy coffin board, "Since you missed the hit, can you still carry this coffin board?"

The waving coffin board rubbed against the air, and the ghost-painted paper tied to the coffin board by the soul rope made a rattling sound.

Bang!

Under the heavy impact of the coffin board, the fuzzy figure exploded into fragments like a bursting balloon. Only the terrifying eye with black outside and red inside on the face of the fuzzy figure was still staring at Su Che, even when it was crushed. The moment the coffin board was shattered, it seemed to come alive, and it moved rapidly among the fragments exploded by the blurry figure, and finally fell on the ghost painting tied to the coffin board, occupying the unfinished half of the portrait.

At this moment, the dark and eerie long alley suddenly disappeared, and the funeral scene, which was already gradually becoming panic, reappeared in the sight of Su Che and Zhao Tailai.

Looking down at the scary eyes on the ghost painting, Su Che's thoughts moved secretly. If his guess is correct, the scary eyes on this ghost painting should be the culprit who killed Bao Jianping's family of three.

Crack...crack...crack...

The two coffins left at the funeral site crashed down and were instantly smashed to pieces. Su Che glanced at the two corpses inside that were also burnt with a smear of black color, and jumped off the roof of the 714 bus calmly.

As to why a rusty and abandoned bus full of water and weeds suddenly appeared at the funeral scene, everyone present was horrified. The police officers were in control, they were probably already in a mess.

"The dirty thing has been removed, but the supernatural incident on the death website should not end so easily." Zhao Tailai also came out of the carriage, and Su Che stepped forward and whispered to him.

Zhao Tailai was obviously a little surprised, but quickly adjusted his mood and nodded seriously, "Understood, I will report the specific situation to the bureau after I understand this matter, and try to find out the dead website as soon as possible and completely eradicate it."

"Well, just remember to contact me if you have any news, and there is one other thing..." Su Che smiled kindly, "I heard that you and Long Wenhua, old Zhao, are going to approach the Science Ghost Festival The special episode has already been recorded, right?"

"That's right, Mr. Su, you should know that this program was originally filming the Ghost Asking the Way incident, and there were other arrangements in the follow-up, but unfortunately the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. We were involved in the death website just after we finished filming the Ghost Asking the Way incident In this supernatural incident, the follow-up plan can only fail..."

After Zhao Tailai finished all this, he asked, "Mr. Su, why did you suddenly ask about this matter?"

"That's how it is. Since the recording of Long Wenhua and Lao Zhao's program has been completed, can you lend him to me first? After all, it will be the Ghost Festival in a few days, and Long Wenhua is needed." Such a talent is at his best!"

Chapter 780 Six Three Faces

The night is deep, and everything is quiet.

Or because of the approaching Ghost Festival, after wholesale the unused consecrated mahogany swords to Zhao Tailai, Su Che and Long Wenhua didn't even see half a living person on the way back.

On the contrary, you can occasionally see piles of paper money that have not yet been burned out and are still smoking on the cross streets by the roadside. Although the Ghost Festival is still a few days away, the corresponding folk sacrifices have already started ahead of schedule.

Regarding this phenomenon, Su Che had asked the local people earlier by taking the opportunity of shopping, so he was not too surprised.

Only Long Wenhua looked at the extraordinarily deserted environment around him and said uneasy, "Brother, tell me the truth, wait a few days for the Ghost Festival... Will something terrible happen again?" ?”

Obviously, the experienced Long Wenhua instinctively had a bad premonition.

"What do you think?" Su Che didn't answer right away, but asked back aloud.

Long Wenhua's face turned bitter, "Brother, you know me well, as long as you say something, don't talk about finding trouble with ghosts, even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I, Long, will dare to go there, but before that, you have to tell me a little bit about your needs." I, Long, what should I do? When I thought that I was fooled by that police officer Zhao to Shenqiao Village a few days ago and didn’t know anything about the situation, I almost hiccupped. I panicked! Brother, don’t worry about my mental capacity. Feel free to say it boldly, I, Long, promise not to blink!"

After listening to Long Wenhua's long talk for a long time, Su Che's eyes showed surprise, "I am very pleased that you have such an awareness, Xiaolong, but you can rest assured that we will simply purchase some supplies in the past few days. Just prepare some goods for the upcoming Ghost Festival.”

After being told by Su Che, Long Wenhua looked at the dark night and choked speechlessly, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger.

"Simply purchase some supplies? Prepare the goods? Don't tell me, brother, are you planning to do business with ghosts?" He continued to ask with an inquiring mind.

Looking at the curious expression on Long Wenhua's face, Su Che said solemnly, "It hurts feelings to talk about money in business. Of course, the goods we prepare are free, free of charge, and delivered to your door. For Ghost Festival, of course we have to have fun with ghosts." , and do you think that I, Su, seem to be short of money? At that time, not only will the goods be delivered to the door, but also the condolence gifts for the holidays will be distributed!"

Long Wenhua: "..."

The further he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

In addition to sending things, you also send money. Why don't you hold a community event to condolences to the lonely and widowed elderly?

......

When Su Che and Long Wenhua took bus No. 714 back to the hotel where everyone from the Ghost Story Association stayed, it was almost dawn.

Yesterday, he tossed from early morning to midnight, and hurried back. Even though Su Che didn't feel too much fatigue, and even had unfinished regrets, Long Wenhua was exhausted enough.

Therefore, before he had time to meet with the members of the Ghost Story Association, after opening a room at the front desk, he didn't even care about simple washing, so he fell headlong on the bed and slept like a dead pig.

And Su Che told everyone in the Ghost Story Association what happened last night about the death website, and told them not to act rashly when they receive strange calls or encounter inexplicable websites, and be careful not to be stalked by the evil ghost of the death website .

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association silently listened to what Su Che said about the death website. After he finished speaking, Xiao Tiantian continued, "As the ghost festival approaches, the frequency of supernatural events is becoming more and more frequent. Not only you, the president, yesterday The death website we came across, we also encountered an evil thing, but it is still unclear whether it is a supernatural event."

"What evil thing?" Su Che became interested.

Kuang Cheng took over the conversation, "It was yesterday morning, President, you called and said that something happened behind us. When we were leaving the hotel for dinner, the next seat was a 27-year-old man who wore glasses and looked old." The gentle one should be a nearby office worker, he was sitting at a table with a few colleagues, chatting and talking about his recent move."

"Since he moved into that room, he has been having recurring nightmares every night. The content of the dream is that there are two people, one tall and one short, whose faces cannot be seen clearly, and who seem to be wearing clothes in the style of the last century standing in his bedroom. Outside the door, staring at him falling asleep every night until waking up the next day for almost a week."

"And the two people who stood at him and stared at him as he fell asleep also stood in front of his bed from outside the bedroom door at the beginning."

"Evil and strange things encountered after moving?" Su Che was thoughtful, "Could it be that this office worker moved to a haunted house, and then ran into a ghost in the haunted house?"

"The office worker thought so at first, but after he confronted the landlord to collect evidence, he found out that every tenant before him was still alive and well. This house is not a haunted house."

Speaking of this, Kuang Cheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, continued with a smug smile, "Afterwards, the two people who stared at him to sleep not only appeared in his dreams, but also the window glass of the room, bathroom, etc. The vanity mirror, the screen after the TV is turned off...anything that can reflect light and refract the picture is where the two people appeared. At that time, he took out the photo taken by his mobile phone and showed it to several Colleagues, I found out that his situation was wrong and immediately took out my mobile phone to secretly take a few photos."

Kuang Cheng opened the photo album, clicked on a few secretly taken photos to enlarge, Su Che glanced over, and sure enough, as Kuang Cheng said just now, he saw a man with gentle eyes holding a mobile phone and giving a photo to a person on the table Several other colleagues passed it on, and the angle of Kuang Cheng's sneak shot was just right. By zooming in, you can see what is displayed on the screen of the man's phone.

It was a TV set hanging on the wall of the living room. The deep yellow living room chandelier was reflected in the dark screen. Under the faint light, it was the figure of this gentle man holding a mobile phone to take pictures. In front of him was a tall man. Two short people, wearing new school uniforms that incorporate Western elements from the beginning of the last century, with short shoulder-length hair, pale skin that still looks extremely pale against the black TV screen, and their translucent figures Outlines all reveal their identities.

That's right, the pictures taken by this gentle man with his mobile phone are indeed two ghosts.

"When we found out that this man had indeed photographed ghosts, we subconsciously wanted to get in touch with him. After all, it's not too difficult for us to get rid of ordinary ghosts, but a discovery that was beyond everyone's expectations forced us to cancel it. The thought."

Kuang Cheng swiped his phone to change a photo and pointed to Su Che, "President, we saw that the face of this gentle man with glasses is completely different from the face on the work card on his chest, but it is the same as his None of the colleagues at the table seemed to notice it."

In this photo, the face of the gentle man was mostly covered by the mobile phone when he was shooting two ghosts, the face of the gentle man communicating with a colleague on the table, and the face on his work card on his chest... three faces , none of them are the same.

Chapter 780 Seventh Lin Yuan Village

Su Che met a lot of people who were haunted by ghosts, but like the person Kuang Cheng photographed, it was not very conspicuous at first, and the more you observe carefully, the more you will feel terrified when you think carefully, but it is not common.

After all, a person in the same photo has three completely different faces. No matter who has seen such a weird thing, he will never forget it. Did not find this creepy thing.

Realization turned to look at the two ghosts photographed by the man. Almost instantly, Su Che found that the clothes of these two ghosts were very similar to those of the ghost asking for directions, both of which were old-fashioned dressing styles from the last century.

In this way, the result is obvious.

The two ghosts photographed by this man may be similar to the ghost asking for directions, and they are both related to the nonexistent Linyuan Village that Su Che came to Wang County to look for.

It's just that Su Che still has some doubts, that is, on the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, whether the so-called Linyuan Village will occupy the area of ​​the former graveyard near the highway construction site like a ghost in red, or will it be like a haunted mountain ghost? People and ghosts live together in the village like that, and a horror scene of ghosts walking at night is staged on stage.

Su Che looked past the members of the Ghost Story Association in front of him, and looked at the lifeless highway construction site in the distance. Under the high sun, the highway construction site was surrounded by haze, and it was completely impossible to see that there had been ghosts here for quite a long time. past.