No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Now, you sit down obediently, I'm going to start telling the story!"

Chapter 120: Chapter [-]: The Ghost Asks the Way

"You..." The scorched smell from the electric arc hitting the chair went straight into his nose, Mr. H was silent for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "Can you speak quickly..."

"Shut up! Are you teaching me how to do things?" The pointer in Su Che's hand continued to flicker, making Mr. H's forehead sweat, and he cursed inwardly, "I really shouldn't have let him in."

Seeing that the room was quiet, Su Che said slowly, "The strange story I want to tell is a story that actually happened in Jiangcheng."

Speaking of this, Su Che paused, and scanned the entire room. The room was extremely quiet, and everyone shut their mouths obediently and waited for him to tell the rest.

"Five or six years ago, two good female students dropped out of the No. [-] Middle School in Jiangcheng. The protagonists of the strange story I want to tell are the two of them. One is called Qiu Lan and the other is called Zhang Yi."

"It was a physical education class before the final exam. The physical education teacher was very accommodating and allowed the students who were nervous about the exam to move freely to relieve the pressure, but he never imagined that it was his kind decision that made the two girls unintentional. step into the abyss."

"..."

Su Che narrated the scene of Qiu Lan and Zhang Yi meeting a ghost on the second floor of the teaching building, and then talked about Zhang Yi's various abnormalities after being possessed by a long-tongued little ghost, and finally combined with what he had seen and heard in the ghost in Chengnan High-tech Park tonight go on,

"Qiu Lan was cut open by Zhang Yi with a scalpel and her heart was taken out. She thought she was saving her friend, but she never thought that what she saved was the one who coveted her body. the devil!"

"Blood soaked the diary, and there was no way to vent the resentment in her heart. She opened the ghost beast and turned into a red-clothed ghost, but was driven out of the ghost ghost by another evil ghost occupying the body of her friend's father. The ghost created by the thoughts was transferred to Zhang Yi who was imprisoned in the bathroom on the second floor of the teaching building."

"In this way, the two evil ghosts who were supposed to sleep in the ground majestically occupied the bodies of the father and daughter, took their identities, and took everything they had as their own."

"..."

After the story was finished, the members of the Ghost Story Association stared at each other, and the atmosphere in the room was a little weird.

"So, well-informed members of the Ghost Story Association, can you help me find out where the evil ghost occupying Zhang Yi's body is hiding now?" Su Che said, looking at Mr. H at the front of the room.

Mr. H has been looking down at the time frequently since Su Che started telling stories, and the closer it was to 44:[-] in the morning, the more frequently he lowered his head.

After hearing Su Che finish telling the story, feeling Su Che's dangerous gaze, he swallowed his saliva, and replied in an impassioned and righteous tone, "No problem, our Ghost Story Association will definitely help you find this evil ghost with all our strength! Now I can talk, it's only a few minutes!"

Su Che was still a little bit unsatisfied, "Just tell me."

"The time is now 36 minutes and 42 seconds in the morning. Time is running out. Let me make a brief introduction." Mr. H continued with a hoarse middle-aged male voice, "No one knows when the Guitan Association was created, and no one knows about it. who created it."

"On the Sunday of the third week of every month, all members who join the Ghost Story Association, no matter where you are, will enter a weird place, where you will experience some horror and horror ghost stories. The Association will generally distribute it to you One or more tasks, there will be some strange small rewards for completing them, and there will be no punishment for not completing them."

"Of course, you can choose to enter or not to enter. However, risks and opportunities coexist. Newcomers who have experienced a strange talk can become regular members of the association, providing a basic salary without responsibility, full five social insurances and one housing fund, at least 45 days of paid annual leave per year, and There are some strange little rewards for completing the missions of the association."

"As long as you are not afraid of being stalked by the ghosts in the ghost stories... because, once the ghosts in the ghost stories entangle you, they will follow you out of the ghost stories..."

"Are you sure you're not talking about infinite horror?" The more Long Wenhua listened to Mr. H's introduction, the more he felt the sense of déjà vu. Mr. H asked in surprise, "What is infinite horror?"

"Uh, a novel is similar to your association. It goes through a world of missions. There are rewards for completing the missions, and punishments for failing to complete them..." Long Wenhua explained.

Mr. H nodded knowingly, "That's really similar." Then he shook his head again, "But we are different. After a long investigation by the members of the association, we found that the ghost stories we experienced were all based on reality, even It may have happened before!"

"Besides, we don't punish you! As long as you are courageous and hard-working, the ghosts in the strange stories can't do anything to you! The hardest-working member of the association has lived until the day she dies. In theory, you can also be like her. "Mr. H's voice trembled with excitement.

At this time, Su Che suddenly asked, "Mr. H, are you the current president of the Ghost Story Association?"

Mr. H sighed, "No, this association does not have a president. I heard from old members before that only members who have gone through ten strange stories and are still alive and kicking can have the opportunity to be elected as the president."

"I have experienced five strange talks, and I am still alive." Mr. H pointed to the position under his buttocks, "So I am sitting here, one of the two vice presidents of the association."

He silently stared at Su Che who was sitting in the last row, "You are very special, you are the person most likely to survive ten strange stories."

All the dark figures in the room looked at Su Che following Mr. H's eyes, as if they wanted to see what this newcomer who was highly praised by Mr. H looked like, but everyone in this room was shrouded in black mist.

Clang, clang.

Before Mr. H finished speaking, the ringing of an old-fashioned clock came from the aisle outside the room, and the room with stairs was instantly covered with a layer of fog. Taking advantage of this gap, Mr. H finally added, "Into the ghost story, all of us It will not be the original face. So, don't trust anyone who tries to get close to you, he may be a ghost!"

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the sealed room, and the smell of blood and rancidity lingering in the nostrils became more intense. The black mist that enveloped everyone instantly diffused, completely covering the entire room.

The paper lamp in Su Che's backpack emitted a faint light. Through this light, Su Che looked over and saw behind the two opposing chairs at the bottom of the room, it seemed that a book was being opened.

[Difficult-level branch mission: Guild of Strange Talk]

[Don't talk about people during the day, don't talk about ghosts at night, enter the Ghost Story Association before 44 am and crack the secrets of the Ghost Story Association. 】

[Reward: Real estate certificate of No. 148 Zijin Avenue (finely decorated single-family villa)]

Along with the system's Mo De emotion notification sound, there was another voice.

'Part [-]: Ghosts ask the way'

'Whether to enter the strange talk'

Su Che silently said 'yes' in his heart.

The lights went out, black mist struck, and an antique room appeared in Su Che's eyes.

Chapter 120 Nine Junior Brother, Do You Know Where the Dead End is Going?

The first thing that caught Su Che's eyes was the yellowed perpetual calendar hanging on the wall of the quaint room, the front page had already been torn off, leaving only the incomplete hinge.

Saturday, May [-], [-], April [-].

Auspicious: Opening of business, commencement of construction, construction of beams, opening of market.

Inauspicious: Marriage, entering the house, traveling, funeral.

On this yellowed perpetual calendar, a big cross was drawn with a red ballpoint pen, and the two words 'Damn' were emphatically smeared on it.

"What do you mean?" Su Che observed calmly.

This room is not too big, only a dozen square meters, and a thin blue and white cloth is nailed to the wall to cover it from dust.

Two single beds are distributed on both sides of the room, and there is a desk next to the window. The warm sunlight shines on the desk, and the neatly placed books are set off in a golden piece, and they are placed on the window sill. A small pot of orchids is swaying in the wind, which is very emotional.

"This should be a double dormitory." Su Che went to the desk and looked at the titles of the books. They were all professional books. "The double dormitory in the 90s...A ghost asking for directions? Interesting!"

The sound of the key turning the keyhole sounded. Su Che squinted his eyes and turned to look at the door. A young man with thick black round eyes came in ignorantly. He looked at Su Che standing in front of the desk with strange eyes, "Zhou Tong, didn't you say that you were incapacitated after hitting a ghost last night?"

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Su Che asked this young man who called himself Zhou Tong.

The young man's eyes froze, and then he laughed, "Okay, Zhou Tong, you don't even know me, Xu Jing? Who was it that frightened half to death last night and asked me for help with a pale face?"

"Okay, Xu Jing. Next question, where is this place?" Su Che continued to ask without changing his expression.

"This is Shuangping Institute of Technology... Zhou Tong, don't scare me, you didn't really run into a ghost last night, did you? Everyone was frightened?" Su Che said.

"Shuangping? The place name I've never heard of, probably isn't the city around Jiangcheng." Su Che frowned and pondered, "Who, oh yes, Xu Jing, did I say where I ran into a ghost last night?"

"Yulin Road...You came back from Yulin Road by bicycle last night and you were talking to yourself in a daze. I laughed at you for being fascinated by the kiln sisters on Yulin Road. Have you forgotten all of this?" Xu Jing's eyes It got bigger and bigger, and even reached out to Su Che's forehead to see if he had a fever.

"Very good!" Su Che tore off the page of the perpetual calendar with 'Damn' written on it from the wall, stuffed it into his pocket, and looked at Xu Jing, "Old Xu, how I frightened you after I bumped into a ghost last night Excuse me."

Xu Jing didn't care, "It's okay, I thought you were really frightened by a ghost, as long as you're okay! I'm so courageous, ordinary things can't scare me!"

"That's good!" Su Che suddenly grabbed Xu Jing's shoulders, pushed the door open and walked out, "Since you are brave, old Xu, then go with me to Yulin Road to find that ghost to settle accounts. How dare you scare me?" Me, see if I don't scare it back!"

"Ah, isn't it?" Xu Jing wailed helplessly and was dragged out of the dormitory by Su Che like a chicken, "Zhou Tong, why did your strength suddenly become so great?"

"Don't worry about so many details, let's go, let's go!"

Rushing out of the dormitory building, Su Che pedaled the old-fashioned [-]-bar bicycle vigorously, and Xu Jing was so frightened in the back seat that his face turned pale.

Su Che stepped on the bicycle and looked into the distance, there were people on bicycles and walking everywhere, it was bustling and bustling, but looking further away, it was a chaotic darkness, with only blurred outlines, " It seems that there is not much space for this strange talk, only Shuangping Gongyuan and a few nearby streets..."

"Zhou Tong, slow down, my car is about to fall apart!" Xu Jing shouted from the back seat.

Suddenly, a gloomy aura walked by, and Xu Jing in the back seat turned pale. He saw a man in blue cloth pushing a bicycle, with a gloomy face showing his skin to the two of them. With a smiley expression, "Brother, do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?"

Just as Su Che was about to turn his head, the figure of the man in blue cloth flashed and disappeared into the crowd.

Shaking his teeth, Xu Jing showed fear, "Zhou Tong... I just saw a ghost too..."

"What does that ghost look like?" Su Che continued to pedal the bicycle.

"In blue cloth clothes, its face is as stiff as a dead man's, and it looks at me while pushing the bicycle... It was asking me how to get to Anping Bridge just now..." Xu Jingyue Said that the paler the face.

Su Che suddenly stopped, "A ghost asking for directions? That's right, it's it!"

"What? That's it?" Xu Jing shouted in surprise, "You don't really want to go find a ghost, do you? Zhou Tong, are you going to kill yourself?"

Turning the car around, Su Che drove Xu Jing along the bustling road, "What are you afraid of, with me by your side, put your heart in your stomach!"

Galloping all the way, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians around, and the environment is getting darker and darker. The warm sunlight in the sky is almost visible to the naked eye, sinking to the west, and the sky has turned black after a while.

Xu Jing, who was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, paid no attention to it, but he yawned after a short time, "Zhou Tong, you have been chasing the ghost for a whole day and you haven't found that ghost. It's getting late now, should you go back to the dormitory? "

Renmin South Road, the street has no street lights.

I don’t know when the thick fog started, and the air was filled with the stench of dead animals and the strong smell of formalin. The big trees beside the street rustled in the thick fog, and a chill came from all directions.

Not long after riding forward, Su Che saw a man in blue cloth squatting at the corner. A tricycle was parked beside him, making creaking noises, as if he was repairing the car.

Seeing Su Che approaching on a bicycle, he turned around and stood up, "Brother, do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?"

Su Che slammed the bicycle to a dead stop and stopped at the man in blue cloth, imitating his tone and saying, "Brother, do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?"

The eerie and terrifying atmosphere suddenly stopped, and the man in blue cloth asked again, "Brother, do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?"

Su Che continued to imitate and repeat, "Brother, do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?"

At this moment, the man in the blue cloth clothes was already a little angry. He stood upright in the thick fog. Although he couldn't see his face, Su Che could feel that his facial features were wrinkled. He paused every word, " Do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?"

"Do you know how to get to Anping Bridge?" Su Che acted as a repeater without any emotion.

Xu Jing, who was sitting in the back seat, was already trembling with fright, and he didn't even dare to look up at the man in the blue cloth in the thick fog, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

The man in the thick fog stared at Su Che, but Su Che stared back mercilessly, and the scene froze.

After a while, the man in the thick fog calmed down and was about to push the tricycle away. Su Che turned over and got out of the car, blocked in front of him, and said in the tone he used to ask for directions at the beginning, "Junior brother, do you know where the dead end is going?"

A pair of bleeding and shattered eyes emerged from the thick fog, and a strange smile appeared on the dead man's stiff face. Su Che took out the pointer and continued to ask, "Junior brother, do you know where the dead end is going?"

Chapter 130 Every cause must bear fruit, your dead end is me

It was finally completely dark.

The man in the blue cloth was pushing the tricycle. Every time Su Che took a step forward, the tricycle would take a step back until it reached the corner where it squatted at first.

"Junior brother, I'm asking you something, do you know where the dead end is going?" Su Che pressed on step by step.

Xu Jing stared at the unbelievable scene in front of him. The dead man with broken eyes and bleeding kept backing away under Su Che's questioning step by step.