No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

In Fan Xiangrong's eyes, this was undoubtedly an extreme act of death.

Of course, the premise is that other people have pulled out the stele.

"Brother, it's useless even if you pull out this guiding stone tablet and throw it away..." Fan Xiangrong looked at the guiding stone tablet in Su Che's hand. Breaking out in a cold sweat, "We've already been entangled by a roadblock!"

Su Che untied a short climbing rope from Fan Xiangrong's wife to tie the guiding stone, and then turned to look at Fan Xiangrong, "Who said I should throw away this guiding stone? It's a terrible thing, but in the eyes of someone like me, Caoshanling, Guixi, and Majiaxiang, it can be regarded as finding the right person!"

After what Su Che said, Fan Xiangrong suddenly recalled the incident of ghost asking for directions on the highway construction site that he heard yesterday when he was driving a taxi with Su Che and his group. The place you are looking for...isn't it the Majia Lane marked on this guiding stone?

He looked at the three place names on the guiding stone tablet with a strange expression, "This...the places indicated on this guiding stone tablet are all haunted places like the ghost village just now? No wonder they all It is said that once the person who bumps into the ghost walks in the direction indicated on the guiding stone, he will never find his way back... How can he get back alive if he bury his head in the ghost's nest."

The expected roadblock did not appear after Su Che uprooted the guiding stele. Su Che took Fan Xiangrong across the intersection where the guiding stele was placed and continued forward. There will be more.

Not to mention seeing the three places indicated on the guiding stone tablet, I didn't even see half of the ghosts in the weird mountain village like before.

"I just said, I just said that we have encountered a roadblock, and we will never get out of this ecstasy circle unless we get rid of it." Fan Xiangrong looked nervous and followed behind Su Che anxiously.

The bright flashlight on Su Che's shoulder shined into the distance, "It's strange, Master Fan, you didn't even see a ghost in the roadblock you mentioned, and... What we encountered was definitely not a ghost hitting the wall."

The uneasiness became more intense, and Fan Xiangrong almost shrank his whole body behind Su Che.

"Yeah, the roads around are all new. It's definitely not like ghosts hitting the wall and always turning around in one place." Fan Xiangrong looked left and right, his eyes suddenly froze, "Master Zhuang... No, it's the one pretending to be Zhuang. Master's ghost!"

Su Che looked towards the direction Fan Xiangrong was staring at. Amidst the swaying and swaying trees on both sides of the muddy dirt road ahead, Master Zhuang's old and withered face was staring at Su lifelessly in the dark. Che and Fan Xiangrong.

The muddy dirt road extending in all directions in front of him became straight when Su Che and Fan Xiangrong saw Master Zhuang's old and withered face. In just the blink of an eye, Master Zhuang stood in front of Su Che and Fan Xiangrong.

Face to face, cheek to cheek, as long as they take half a step forward, they will bump into each other.

Fan Xiangrong's beating heart almost jumped out of his chest, and his pupils constricted sharply. At this moment, he seemed to feel that Master Zhuang's ice-like body behind him suddenly became light, so that the faint heartbeat that could be faintly felt also disappeared from his body. His senses vanished.

"A living person turned into a ghost?" Fan Xiangrong's heart trembled, and he mustered up all his courage to turn his head, wanting to see if it was still Master Zhuang he was carrying.

His gaze moved back slowly, Master Zhuang's slightly warm breath made him calm down a bit.

However, looking back, a ghost as thin as human skin floated above Master Zhuang's head, his face was as pale as paper, and his mouth was as scarlet as blood.

This glance made Fan Xiangrong feel cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Chapter 790 Six said ghosts, ghosts come

Fan Xiangrong could see clearly that the ghost, which was as thin as human skin, blew the dark wind at Master Zhuang with its scarlet and bloody mouth. It made Fan Xiangrong's body cold to the bone, and even began to lose consciousness, gradually becoming stiff.

When the thin human-skinned ghost saw Fan Xiangrong and turned his head to look at it, it grabbed it with pale hands. Thanks to Fan Xiangrong's vigilance all the way, he hastily let go of Master Zhuang who was behind him, rolled on the ground, and barely escaped. The attack of this pair of pale hands.

Right now there are ghosts blocking the way, and ghosts demanding their lives in the back. If it were the same as before, Fan Xiangrong must have been so frightened that the three souls ascended to heaven and turned around and ran away.

But now that he has Su Che as a ruthless companion by his side, he cried out for help without thinking, "Brother, ghost... There are two ghosts!"

Before Fan Xiangrong's cry for help fell, Su Che had already taken action.

He yanked the guiding stele interlaced and fixed by climbing ropes, and with the sound of howling wind, he slammed it down on Fan Xiangrong's ghost pretending to be Master Zhuang. The guiding stele roared out from above.

Bang!

In the next second, there was a muffled sound like the collision between stones and stones, and the smelly wind filled the air.

And the ghost with the face of Master Zhuang, under the impact of this guiding stone, like a drunk wine Mengzi, swayed past Fan Xiangrong and Su Che who were close at hand, and bumped into the thin human-skinned ghost. the ghost.

"What's the situation?" Fan Xiangrong had a horrified expression on his face, he didn't care what would happen if the two ghosts collided, he quickly got up and dragged Master Zhuang to run behind Su Che.

"It's kind of interesting..." Su Che became interested in an instant, and squinted his eyes to look at the guiding stele that he threw out, "Isn't the road blocker talking about ghosts, but this stone stele?"

This is not the first time this has happened. When he and Fan Xiangrong first set foot on the cemetery, he simply mentioned the ghost that harmed people in the factory area, and the ghost immediately came to Fan Xiangrong. The weird mountain village they found, as well as the two ghosts that collided with each other now, almost all as long as the existence of ghosts is mentioned, ghosts will come to them immediately.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as 'talk ghosts, ghosts will come'.

The foul-smelling wind continued to howl, and after the ghost with Master Zhuang's face collided with the ghost with thin human skin, it seemed to lose its way. In just a few blinks, it disappeared from Su Che and Fan Xiangrong's eyes. The muddy dirt road extending in all directions turned into a long straight road under the feet.

"Did you beat those two ghosts away?" Fan Xiangrong cautiously poked half of his head out from behind Su Che, staring at the direction where the two ghosts disappeared with lingering fear, unable to recover for a long time.

Su Che was still looking at the ordinary handwriting on the guiding stone tablet, and a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, "I seem to have a little idea of ​​how to use this stone tablet to guide the way. Master, you are talking about blocking the way."

Fan Xiangrong, who was in a trance, froze for a moment, he turned his head to look at Su Che, and Su Che also looked at him seriously.

It wasn't until Su Che picked up the steering stone that was thrown out and stood it in front of him, and said to himself, "Where do you go to Majiaxiang?" Looking in front of the guiding stele, his stunned expression became extremely strange.

Because under his nose, on the right side of the long straight road ahead, suddenly there is a winding path.

"This, this, this... buddy, you have turned on the navigation, yes!" Fan Xiangrong couldn't speak for a while.

Su Che said calmly, "Ghosts can block the way, and ghosts can also guide the way. It's so strange."

After Su Che finished speaking, flickering lights could be seen faintly in the distance of the winding path, forming a crowd together with the blurred outlines of hundreds of houses in the night, making it look very cramped and depressing.

"This is the Majia Lane that the wayfinder wants to find? Sure enough, you don't even need to wait until the Ghost Festival, you can easily find places that don't exist in Wang County through this stone tablet of the wayfinder, but the stone tablet of the wayfinder There are only three places, Caoshanling, Guixi and Majiaxiang, but no Linyuan Village and other similar places, and it seems that there is more than one stone tablet of this kind of ghost in Wang County." A few steps forward, standing in the winding At the intersection of the small road, the whole picture of Majia Lane was displayed in front of Su Che.

The layout of Majia Lane is very strange. The two sides are high and the middle is low. The high place is two rows of densely packed houses, and the low place is a winding alley. Irregularly circular, Majia Lane looks like a long rope for hanging from a distance.

Hiding behind Su Che, Fan Xiangrong also saw the swaying lights in Majia Lane. He calmed down the panic in his heart and asked Su Che in a low voice, "Didn't we say that we are going to Caoshanling to completely get my old Fan's house haunted by ghosts here?" Has this matter been resolved? Why did you suddenly change the route to go to Majiaxiang?"

"No, no, Master Fan, you have misunderstood. I just want to test whether the navigation function of this road-asking ghost works well. I haven't planned to go into Majia Lane just like this." Standing on the winding road leading to Majia Lane, At the intersection of Zingxiao Road, Su Che didn't continue walking inside.

He sighed slightly, and then said, "Also, Master Fan, haven't you noticed that after the ghost that entangled your old Fan's family just now lost its direction and went somewhere, the sky has begun to brighten?"

Fan Xiangrong looked up, and as expected, the originally dark night sky was dyed with a fiery red color at some point, and it was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye like ink dots scattered in the water, covering the entire sky in a short time. The dark night sky is illuminated.

The glaring sunlight fell with soft warmth, dispelling all the previous haze, the Majia Lane in the distance of the winding path, the impenetrable mountains and forests, and the wind that blows from time to time are all dissipating.

When he came back to his senses, Fan Xiangrong realized that the place he was in was no longer within the scope of the cemetery. Surrounded by several wilderness tombs without tombstones, one of them was completely dug open, and the coffin and bones that had decayed inside were forcibly removed. Smashed into pieces.

Needless to say, he knew that this was the ghost that Su Che smashed into ashes with that bloodshot crystal ball in the weird mountain village.

"It turns out that after walking for so long, I just walked around the cemetery outside the cemetery, but..." Su Che put the dark long-handled umbrella and blood-stained high-heeled shoes into the backpack, avoiding the noontime. The blazing sun shone down, and then he pulled the climbing rope in his hand, and through the heavy hand feeling, he found the guiding stone tablet that he had put on the ground before.

"I was able to find the directions to Majiaxiang, so it was a worthwhile trip."

Chapter 790 As an outdoor barbecue enthusiast, is it wrong to bring more fuel?

It didn't take much effort to deal with the ghost on Fan Xiangrong's wife before Su Che and Fan Xiangrong left the cemetery stepping on the muddy road with one foot shallow and one foot deep. After walking outside for a long time, Fan Xiangrong's wife and Master Zhuang woke up slowly.

After a brief questioning, Su Che and Fan Xiangrong found out that when the two of them were watching Fengshui on the graveyard, they immediately walked down the graveyard when they saw the mist in the mountains. Soon unconscious.

Then when he opened his eyes, he saw Su Che and Fan Xiangrong, who knew nothing about the strange mountain village and what happened behind the ghost.

Su Che clicked to stop, and left Fan Xiangrong the phone number of his old feature phone, saying that he would be the only one to take a taxi in Wang County in the future, and then he took the guiding stone to prepare for the return journey.

At this time, several police cars loaded with guns and live ammunition that had successfully killed the murderer in the factory area roared past in front of everyone. Looking inside the compartment of the last car, one could vaguely see the murderer covered in white cloth. Covered corpse.

Regarding this, Fan Xiangrong took a deep look at Su Che, and thought to himself, "This buddy said he was chasing the murderer into the cemetery, I think what he is chasing is probably not the ghost of the murderer after he was shot, he can treat ghosts as ghosts." There is no one for the murderer, but luckily I met this buddy, otherwise my old Fan family would have been murdered by that ghost who only wanted to go to Caoshanling."

Watching Su Che walk away with the guiding stone tablet, Fan Xiangrong decided to temporarily hide from his wife and seventy-year-old Master Zhuang the fact that they had run into ghosts. Will this kind of "speak ghosts, ghosts come" evil door still work outside the cemetery, but it is always right to be careful.

And Su Che is also thinking about it. Right now, he has obtained the stele of the ghost blocking the way to Majia Lane. It can be said that the supernatural incident of ghost asking the way has been solved for the most part, but he still doesn't have much clue about the so-called Linyuan Village. Is Lin Yuan Village like other place names on the Highway Stele, you need to go through a specific Highway Stele to find it, or is it the strange mountain village he and Fan Xiangrong encountered before, or Majia Lane, Ghost Creek, and Caoshanling? Included in Linyuan Village.

If it is the first case, it means that he needs to mobilize the members of the Ghost Story Association to search for the stele of the ghost leading to Linyuan Village in the whole Wang County, which is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

But in the second case, he and everyone in the Ghost Story Association can wait for the arrival of the Ghost Festival with peace of mind, and there are even a few days before that to make sufficient preparations.

"The North Gate Evil in Baiping Town is making troubles for the whole town, and other ghosts like Pi Ma Sha and Shui Gui Broom will run into them accidentally, but they are much more difficult to deal with than the so-called Lin Yuan Village. It's much easier." Su Che said with emotion.

Thinking of the Pima Sha in Baiping Town, Su Che thought of the bottomless well, and Luo Jie who claimed that he had fallen into the bottomless well and was looking for someone to save it. Quiet, I don't know how the old Wangtou and the others are doing in Shuangqing."

There are uncharacteristically few supernatural events in the city of Shuangqing, so Su Che is not worried about the safety of Lao Wangtou and the others.

All the way through the city with the stone tablet of the highwayman, when Su Che returned to the scene of the murder to meet the members of the Ghost Story Association, the nearby factory workers who fled in a panic and the police who were chasing the murderer were gone, and the body of the middle-aged woman who fell on the side of the road was unrecognizable. It has been transported away, and only the bloodstains on the ground that have not been cleaned can represent a horrific murder that happened here not long ago.

Seeing Su Che coming with the Stone Stele of the Highwayman, everyone from the Guild of Ghost Story, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang all had a clear expression on their faces.

They have long been accustomed to Su Che's behavior of taking away souvenirs from the scene of supernatural events and bringing them home after encountering ghosts. It's just that this time they saw Su Che carrying a piece of food that weighed at least a few dozen catties. When the stele came back, it still exceeded their expectations.

"President, have you caught up with that ghost that harmed people in the factory?" Xiao Tiantian asked quickly.

Kuang Cheng joked, "Sister Tian, ​​what question are you asking? You should ask the president if he has completely removed that ghost's lair. Didn't you see that the president even brought back local specialties?"

"Old K is right!" Su Che showed a kind smile, and he was very pleased with Kuang Cheng's initiative to send him to his door, "Tonight, you will follow me to visit the lair of this ghost who killed people in the factory area at night. Depart on time at twelve o'clock, remember to be ready."

Kuang Cheng: "???"

The rest of the people were immediately overjoyed, especially Long Wenhua winked at Kuang Cheng gloatingly, and comforted Kuang Cheng with the tone of someone who had been there, "Don't worry, isn't it just launching a fierce attack on that ghost lair that is harming people in the factory area? Just bear it and pass it, maybe it will be solved before dawn? I, Long, have experience in this regard!"

"That's a good relationship. Xiaolong, you also follow up tonight. Wouldn't it be nice to spend some bad money on Tanling's live broadcast?" Before Kuang Cheng could open his mouth, Su Che made Long Wenhua's arrangement clear.

As soon as these words came out, the gloating expression on Long Wenhua's face instantly stiffened, "Brother...Brother, you understand me, I, Long, have long since changed my mind and decided to make a thorough clean-up with all the bad behaviors in the past. cutting..."

"The live broadcast of Tanling doesn't matter, but people must go."

"Forget it then..." Long Wenhua said resentfully, "This is all the hard-earned money that I, Mr. Long, risked his life. The fake spirit detective took it? As the saying goes, I, Long, will not go to hell, whoever goes to hell, follow you, my brother, and I, Long, will fight it out tonight!"

Not only Su Che, but also other people were choked by Long Wenhua's brazen words.

"As expected of Brother Long, you can say such shameless words without changing your face." Xiao Tiantian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Su Che briefly explained the origin of the Stone Stele of the Highway Ghost to the members of the Ghost Story Association, and temporarily handed it over to Kuang Cheng for safekeeping, and then began to purchase the materials needed for the Ghost Festival.

Sledgehammer, fire axe, compressed gasoline cans, kindling cotton, flint and steel, loose gasoline...

The purchases without blinking an eye continued until the evening, seeing all kinds of dangerous goods that could fill three large bags, Tang Xun's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself, "Mr. Su, you are planning to go to Majiaxiang Shall we set a fire and completely burn all the ghosts and other things there to ashes?"

As if he understood the thoughts in Tang Xun's eyes, Su Che said confidently, "As a seasoned outdoor barbecue enthusiast, is it wrong to bring more fuel?"

Chapter 790 The Fourth Face

As a programmer who has reached the age of 35, Gu Xueming voluntarily resigned from the job where he had to work overtime until one or two o'clock in the morning, and the salary was quite good.

Giving up to the younger and more physically fit junior, he chose to return to his hometown of Wang County and joined a company that was small in scale, but the work pressure was small enough.

After all, at his current 35-year-old age, his career life as a programmer is running out, and at his age, if he does long-term high-intensity work day and night, sudden death is only a matter of time.

So even though the salary and benefits of his current job are almost heaven and earth compared to before, he doesn't care at all, and instead enjoys it.

However, compared to the rich and convenient supporting facilities in the bustling and colorful nightlife of a big city like Shuangqing, Wang County, his hometown, is much inferior. After ten o'clock in the evening, he can't even order a takeaway, which is really unbearable for him, especially As the Ghost Festival approached, the horror stories passed down by people made him feel even more absurd.

As a highly educated person, Gu Xueming was terrified of the people in Wang County who were frightened by these horror stories. They didn’t even dare to leave their homes on the nights before and after the Ghost Festival, making the streets and alleys sparsely populated, and it looked like a dead city at a glance. The situation is really speechless.

"Either there are ghosts on the highway construction site on the outskirts of the city who ask the living people on the construction site for directions in the middle of the night, or they are walking on the road at night and being slapped on the shoulder by ghosts, or at worst, they have heard that so-and-so's relatives and friends hit ghosts. Even the little Luo in the department is going around talking about running into a ghost while sleeping, and when he hits it, he hits two ghosts. Wang County is good for everything, but the superstition is too serious. There are so many kings in Chiqian!"

Seeing that the time came to more than ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the biological clock he had developed for a long time made him hungry, and he couldn't wait to eat something to satisfy his hunger, so he simply went out and planned to find a food stall on the side of the road to eat Night snack.

The weather tonight is extremely dull, the night sky is covered with dark clouds, even the street lamps on the side of the road are dim, and it looks like a rainstorm is coming.

Due to the approaching Ghost Festival and the approaching rainstorm, there are not many passers-by on the street, and the roadside stalls and food stalls that can be open until the early morning on weekdays are basically closed.