No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Seeing this situation, the subduing ghost dared not delay at all. The ready-to-go bus No. 714 crashed into the giant weird shrine again, and the endless road ghosts snaked forward directly across the giant weird shrine.

"You don't have to drink a toast, you've been to all the living people's homes on this street, why do you treat them differently when it's my turn? Obviously I, Su, are very hospitable, since you don't want to come to me , then I have no choice but to take the initiative to invite you to visit me as a guest."

"How about it? My living room is quite big, no matter how many ghosts come, it can fit in it!"

Chapter 820 The sixth ghost festival is approaching

what?

You call this... your living room?

Could it be that you are the living King of Hades who emerged from the underworld?

The firefighters in the car were watching the outlines of the buildings on both sides of the road tremblingly, and there was the sound of thundering waves hitting the shore from time to time. A feeling of terror and depression rose from the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, most of the giant weird shrines blown up by Su Che can no longer hinder the 714 bus from moving forward. Instead, there are street lights in front of the narrow building outlines on both sides of the endless road. The glowing fire that extends with ghosts and monsters.

If you look closely, you can clearly find that these glowing lights are clearly burning joss paper money.

The huge and weird shrine in front of the No. 714 bus gradually converged and surged outwards, mixed with the dark red blood of the damp soil, and then two groups of incense so thick that it could almost light up the dark red incense candles around the No. 714 bus. .

Su Che, who was about to jump out of the car by jumping out of the window, was about to punch the red-clothed ghost in Majiaxiang, but felt a chill in his eyes, and the huge and strange shrine standing across the endless road was burning brightly under the strong incense. It begins to decay and fade under direct sunlight.

Soon, the asphalt road washed by the heavy rain in the endless road ghosts was also eroded with potholes, and the firefighters who swarmed from the rear compartment of the 714 bus to the front compartment felt a huge chill penetrating the broken bus The windshield of the car enveloped their whole bodies.

"Brother, this ghost bus can't stop it anymore!" The uniformed ghost shrieked repeatedly under the frontal light of the burning scarlet candle, and hunched its body into the bottom of the car seat, leaving only one hand to continue to control the steering wheel.

In the winding and rugged endless road, the asphalt road that has become potholed is full of reflective water. The 714 bus driving on it bumps violently, but still maintains the tendency to withstand the forward impact of the giant weird shrine.

The giant weird shrine that gradually began to decay and fade fell apart. Only three muffled sounds of "dong dong dong" were heard. The giant weird shrine completely ran over the twisted and deformed front body of the No. 714 bus and embedded itself in the front of the car. The subdued ghost at the bottom of the seat was crushed together with the driver's seat.

Su Che looked away from the subdued ghost with hatred, "Even if this ghost bus can't stop it, isn't there still hundreds of passengers on the bus?"

The firefighters in the carriage trembled in fright at Su Che's words, thinking that if we could deal with those ghosts, would we still have to escape on this wicked-looking bus?

As if he understood their thoughts through the horrified eyes of the firefighters, Su Che added, "I'm not talking about you, it's the hundred-year-olds and young men of our village who will come in handy at the critical moment!"

call out!

Under the influence of the two ghosts, one tall and one short, who were almost drowned by the money for their lives, the ghost villagers whose old and dilapidated clothes were stained with a layer of light blue rushed towards the giant weird shrine embedded in the front of the carriage at a very fast speed. pounce.

The act of Su Che wantonly swaying the two ghosts drowning in the money for their lives undoubtedly made them become one of the passengers of the ghost bus No. 714 to some extent. Compared with the original 714 ghosts on the No. Ghost passengers, at this time, hundreds of ghost passengers, including two ghosts, one tall and one short, and funeral ghost villagers, have made great progress in terms of numbers alone.

"Get out of the way!" Su Che's voice sounded again before the firefighters could calm down.

After hearing this sentence, even though the front compartment they were in was quite crowded, they still took the initiative to give up a space enough for people to pass.

During this period, Su Che skillfully took out the rusted boat hook and pierced the two ghosts, one tall and one short, who were submerged in the life-buying money, and then released his short-distance sprinting skills at full strength, mixing with the ghost villagers who were rushing towards the giant weird shrine, his left hand clenched Holding the mourning stick, he dragged the two ghosts with his right hand and slammed them down in the direction of the giant weird shrine.

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves echoed on the pale paper of the mourning stick, and the blood color between the lines of the yellowed paper of 'Pimasha' illuminated by the burning light of scarlet incense candles spread rapidly.

next moment.

The mourning stick attached to the yellowed paper recording the strange tale of 'Pimasha' pierced through the giant weird shrine, followed by two ghosts pierced by rusted boat hooks and smashed down from top to bottom, and the money for life scattered in all directions was like Sulfuric acid splashed over.

Once the huge weird shrine that had already begun to decay and fade came into contact with the life money, it collapsed and rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the wet soil mixed in the dark red blood, and quickly moved towards other places that had not been touched by the life money. Local spread spreads.

The scarlet flames produced by burning incense candles became more and more blazing. The ghost villagers who rushed towards the giant and weird shrine before Su Che were like Su Che and Long Wenhua who met the victims killed by the portrait ghost before. Their entire bodies were twisted into pieces along the spine. Like twists and turns, although they are ghosts, their skin and muscles are torn in large areas, and the wet soil mixed with blood gushes out crazily.

However, the two ghosts, one tall and one short, were obviously not included in this list. They ignored the scarlet flames of burning incense candles as they were overwhelmed by the money for their lives. Black shadows were reflected under him like living people.

A burst of icy oppressive feeling enveloped more and more black shadows, and in an instant, the giant and strange shrine embedded in the front of the carriage was buried on the spot.

[In the middle of the night, when you wake up from your sleep, you can find them... standing in front of you!Complete the difficult side mission: there is a ghost in the house.Rating: S.Reward issued: Scrambled SOS Letter ('Help me... Please come and save me...' This is another call for help.)]

[Task completion degree S, triggers hidden reward: incense paper money (produced in Yiwu, must be a boutique, it is said that it has some incredible effects after being lit.): holding incense paper money during the Ghost Festival can greatly increase the holder's ability to hit ghosts probability. 】

Hearing the notification sound of the system's emotionless feelings continuously ringing in his mind, Su Che's mood did not seem to relax in the slightest.

[Hell-level hidden side mission: Zhongyuan Ghost Festival]

【Second: Old Customer Promenade】

[The night is dark and the wind is high, and ghosts come to the door.Arrived in Linyuan Village, Wang County before the early morning of July [-] of the lunar calendar, and survived until dawn the next day. 】

[Reward: An extinguished everlasting lamp (it seems to have a powerful exorcism effect, but there is no lamp oil.)]

He read the description of the ghost festival mission in his mind in detail again, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "There is no doubt that this place is indeed where the so-called Linyuan Village is located in the mission, but tonight there are countless ghosts popping up in Majia Lane." Qing’s portrait ghost and red-clothed ghost, isn’t that still a ghost guest?”

"Could it be that the red-clothed ghost that appeared tonight is just an appetizer, and after tomorrow morning, there will be more terrifying supernatural events?"

Su Che watched the front of the No. 714 bus being crushed by the giant weird shrine and slowly fell into thought.

Chapter 820 Reappearance of the Bottomless Well

[File number: WX-2020-0831-01] (This file has been summarized into the main file: SQ-A-063)

[The bizarre death of a tenant at No. 35, Jicheng Street, Wang County, Dongjiang Province (code name: ghost killing)]

[Hazard level: C (diffusion level)]

[Behavior: Suspected to be a curse]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

[Whether it can be eliminated: unknown]

【Priority: Medium】

[Details: Brief (entry keywords Wangxian, Ghost Shadow, No. 35 Jicheng Street)]

【Death toll: 5】

[Control measures: The ghost to which the supernatural event belongs has not yet been traced]

[File appendix 1: Bloody Zhao ▇▇ (member of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Sixth Burial Agency, to view this entry requires level 33 authority)]

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【File number: SQ-A-063】

【Summary of Specific Supernatural Events During the Ghost Festival in Shuangqing City, Dongjiang Province (Code Name: Zhongyuan Ghost Festival)】

[Hazard Level: A (Destruction Level)]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

[Whether it can be eliminated: unknown]

[Priority: Very High]

【详情：档案编号SQ-1988-0825-1（双庆市岩头村离奇凶杀案事件，代号；勾魂夺命）......档案编号：SQ-1992-0813-01（东江省双庆市白坪镇中元鬼节北门邪事件，代号：北门邪）......档案编号SQ-2004-0830-1（双庆市武江区博远中学连环自杀事件，代号：鬼楼）......档案编号SQ-2020-0826-2（双庆市云山区无名山寨鬼门失控事件，代号：山鬼娶亲）......剩余162条信息已压缩。】

[Control measures: call ▇▇▇▇▇ (file number: DJ-A-03) to suppress the Ghost Festival event in a limited way. 】

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"Where the hell is the man who was haunted by the ghost that killed Luo Gaojie? We have already driven out of the city, and we haven't found him at all. If we continue like this, when we find him, I'm afraid everyone will be very cold." .”

Hong Shan flicked the windshield wipers a little impatiently, staring at the rain that was getting bigger and bigger outside the car window, his mood was occupied by indescribable boredom.

"Calm down, the place where the supernatural event happened is as far away from the urban area as possible. This means that even if it starts to spread, the harm it will cause will be kept at an extremely limited level." The expression of Luo Gaojie's corpse, which was soaked in foul-smelling corpse water, remained unchanged.

The vehicle continued to drive, and when it was about to make a sharp turn, a large area of ​​building outlines shrouded in rain appeared in their sight.

Hong Shan's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he had a bad premonition, subconsciously stepped on the brake, the brake pads rubbed violently, and there was a sharp and piercing braking sound, and Wuling Hongguang, which was driving rapidly on the slippery road, almost lost control.

In the process of the vehicle skidding, the light projected by the headlights fell on the faintly visible outline of the building. It was only for a moment, but neither Hong Shan nor Zhao Tailai, who was holding Luo Gaojie's body, could clearly see the figure at the end of the road ahead. The outline of the building is a large eerie deserted village.

"The guy who was found by the ghost who killed Luo Gaojie won't be in this gloomy ghost village, right?" Hong Shan inevitably had a cool feeling behind him.

Trying to correct the almost out-of-control body posture, the vehicle is still moving forward in the direction indicated by Luo Gaojie's corpse head.

Zhao Tailai stretched out his bloody hand to open the car door, grabbed Luo Gaojie's body and stood up abruptly. His car door was facing the gloomy deserted village in the distance, and he could see the whole deserted village through layers of rain.

"The direction of that deserted village...is the direction of Shenqiao Village that we visited some time ago. The weirdness of Shenqiao Village is not just as simple as Nie Hailin who was killed by the death website." Zhao Tailai's voice was a little surprised.

Hong Shan woke up from his trance, and quickly lightly stepped on the brakes to slow down the car, "That's Shenqiao Village over there...but haven't all the villagers in Shenqiao Village evacuated? But I just saw It looks like someone is holding a funeral in the deserted village."

"It's not people who do funerals, but ghosts." Zhao Tailai paused for a long time when he said this, and didn't continue for a while.

The vehicle was still driving along the road, and the bad feeling just now emerged from his heart again.

On the way to find the person who was entangled by the ghost who killed Luo Gaojie, how many supernatural events will be encountered due to the approaching ghost festival?

Just thinking about it makes Hong Shan shudder, not to mention that his and Zhao Tailai's mission is not just to watch from a distance, but to contact and even solve these supernatural events.

A burst of rapid phone ringing temporarily stopped the complicated thoughts in Hong Shan's mind. He glanced at the phone screen, and the phone number of Captain Yan was displayed on it, and Hong Shan connected the phone immediately.

"Hey!"

"The house at No. 35 Jicheng Street has collapsed."

Captain Yan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No. 35 Jicheng Street collapsed?" Hong Shan looked at Zhao Tailai, and then continued to reply, "Did anything strange happen in Jicheng Street that you blocked off?"

Captain Yan on the other end of the phone was stunned, "A well, a well appeared in the ruins of the collapsed building at No. 35 Jicheng Street..."

Then Captain Yan briefly described the characteristics of the well that appeared in the collapsed ruins of No. 35 Jicheng Street.

The more he listened, the more Zhao Tailai frowned. When Captain Yan's voice came from the phone, he could almost conclude that the well that appeared in the ruins of No. 35 Jicheng Street was the ghost marriage incident in Huanggang Village. A bottomless well that has ever appeared.

Of course, Zhao Tailai obviously didn't know that the bottomless well didn't just appear in the supernatural event of ghost marriage in Huanggang Village.

"The supernatural incident about Luo Gaojie hasn't been resolved yet, and another supernatural incident popped up immediately, as if it never stopped... After all, Ghost Festival is here." Zhao Tailai's heart skipped a beat. Shen.

Before he could speak, Captain Yan on the other end of the phone seemed to have made a new discovery. He said again in an irritable tone, "Another accident happened. There was a rooster crowing from the well in the ruins of No. 35 Jicheng Street. the sound of!"

As if to verify the authenticity of his words, Captain Yan on the other end of the phone deliberately held up his mobile phone, and transmitted the sound of a cock crowing like thunder from the bottomless well to Hong Shan and Zhao Tailai on the other end of the phone through the handset. in the ear.

"Giggle!"

Hong Shan and Zhao Tailai who heard the cock crowing looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Then what..." Hong Shan didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao Tailai sat back in the car again, and said with determination, "There are too many things to run around like headless chickens, and we have to deal with them one by one. Let's ignore other things for the time being, and get rid of the ghost who killed Luo Gaojie first." Let's talk when we find it."

Chapter 820 Return to Shenqiao Village

It was past half of the night, and the light rain that had been falling outside the window since the second half of the night had gradually turned into a torrential rain.