No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

【Part [-]: Lonely Grave】

[Jump off the fourth pier from the right of the Shihezi Bridge at 4:44:44 in the morning, you may be able to see it. 】

[Reward: "Consecration, From Beginner to Master" (a book that records strange rituals, maybe it can be used to sell for a good price)]

A bone-cutting knife that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom appeared in Su Che's hand. The thick blade was covered with dark red and black blood. When this bone-cutting knife appeared in the Guild of Ghost Story in Jiangdu Garden, there was an ominous aura. Spread the spread.

Fatty Qian swallowed hard, looked at the bone-chopping knife that suddenly appeared in Su Che's hand, his face turned green, "Yes... President, where did you get this knife, I feel The starving ghost in my body is almost scared to death by it."

Xiao Tiantian at the side was even more unbearable. The fat folds on her body shook violently, and the smelly fat flowed out like money. In just a few minutes, her huge body shrank a bit.

"You want it? If you want it, I'll give it to you!" Su Che frowned and looked at the blood-stained bone-chopping knife in his hand. The ominous aura was too strong, and the butcher's knife in his waist trembled uneasily. He seemed to be full of hostility towards the sudden appearance of the blood-stained bone-chopping knife.

It's like two irrational ghosts, staring at each other, trying to swallow each other up.

When Fatty Qian heard Su Che's words, he subconsciously trembled, and said with a smile, "President, look at what you said, if you scare the starving ghost in my body to death, I will die immediately, take it easy... ..."

Su Che shook his head. He took out the black book of the Ghost Story Association, and put the blood-stained bone-chopping knife on it. The yellowed paper was filled with black mist, and he quickly swallowed the blood-stained bone-chopping knife.

'The Collection of Five: The Ominous Knife'

Different from the No. 714 bus that was put into the black book by Su Che before, under the title of this blood-stained bone-chopping knife exuding an ominous atmosphere, there are five or six pages of densely packed stories. Su Che roughly flipped through it, and this There have been nine generations of owners of the bone cutting knife with a handle, but none of them died normally.

Among them, the master of the generation with the best death appearance accidentally slipped his footing and was pierced to death by this bone-chopping knife. Su Che could guess the dark red and black blood stains on the thick blade of this bone-chopping knife almost without thinking. , It is estimated that it is the blood left by the owner it has experienced.

It is a completely ominous knife, the owner who is killed by it can make up two tables of mahjong, and there is even an extra person to be the referee.

"In the future, I will give it to anyone who doesn't like it." Su Che looked away from the black book and looked at Fatty Qian who spoke just now. I will give you the bone-chopping knife!"

There was an inexplicable chill behind his back, and Fatty Qian looked at Su Che with a serious face very vigilantly. There was no such thing as a pie in the sky, so he resolutely waved his hand and refused, "This knife is too scary. I'm afraid I won't be able to control it. I will still use it." Hold it for yourself and use it well!"

"Although it is said that this knife has killed nine generations of masters in a row, and they all died without exception, but I think these are all rumors of feudal superstition. Why don't you try holding it, Fatty Qian, I'm sure it's better than The pig-killing knife in my hand must be fierce!" Su Che looked at the three members of the Ghost Story Association with a smile on his face, and continued, "You really don't want a bone-killing knife that can kill a red-clothed ghost?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison, "No, I refuse!"

As soon as it was dawn, Su Che drove the No. 714 bus with a car of ghosts, and hurriedly drove to the Guitan Association located in the unfinished building of Jiangdu Garden.

After a short interrogation of the ghost driver Li Zhiwen, Su Che discovered that Li Zhiwen was still in a daze with the remnants of his sanity. value information.

In desperation, he had no choice but to physically transcend Li Zhiwen.

Xu Bin watched in horror as Su Che hacked Li Zhiwen to death with a knife, and the muddy river water sprayed the ground with rotting fish corpses. Even if he knew that Li Zhiwen was not a human or a ghost, he looked at Su Che's cold light as he slaughtered a pig. The knife, he said in his heart that he was not afraid would be a lie, he was really afraid of Su Che's attack, so he directly killed himself with a knife.

"Mr. Su, Brother Su! I'm a human being, not a ghost. Killing people is against the law! You're still young and you have a long way to go, so don't let yourself get lost!" Xu Bin said weakly.

Su Che focused on the system refreshing task just now and thought silently. He didn't pay attention to Xu Bin's weak speech. He finally knew why the hell-level task was a hell-level task. As for the prerequisites of the last task, at 4 a.m. At 44 minutes and 44 seconds, jump off the fourth pier from the right of Shihezi Bridge...

As we all know, the vertical height of Shihezi Bridge from the water surface pier to the bridge deck is 140 meters.

Jump from a bridge nearly 150 meters away...

"System, you are definitely murdering, right?"

【I'm not me without you don't talk nonsense】

The system denied three times.

Su Che sneered twice, and Xu Bin, who was terrified at the side, was terrified. He even thought that Su Che was going to kill him to silence him, so he cried out in fright, "Brother Su, Grandpa Su, please don't Kill me, I'm still young, I don't want to die!"

"When did I say I was going to kill you?" Su Che recovered from his senses and looked at Xu Bin suspiciously.

Xu Bin cried and said, "Do you still want to talk about this kind of thing? I looked at your face, and it is clear that you are asking your subordinates to kill me before destroying the body!"

Chu Changrong, who was exuding a cold air, scratched his head, looked at Xu Bin who was still swaying, and said quietly, "Doctor Su, this patient is really seriously ill, and it is probably hopeless!"

Chapter 170 Where is the old Ann?

Su Che originally wanted to ponder over the task of system refresh, but after being interrupted by Xu Bin and Chu Changrong, he lost interest for a moment. He pulled out the oiled paper umbrella from his backpack and turned to Xu Bin.

"Do you remember what the old man who lent you the umbrella that night looked like?"

"The alley was very dark that night, and I was in a hurry, so I didn't see what the old woman looked like, but..." Xu Bin shook his head blankly, he paused for a while, as if he remembered something, and quickly added , "The old man has a strange smell."

"What's the smell?" Su Che asked.

Xu Bin replied decisively, "It smells very strong. I'm sure of that. I didn't know it was a ghost at the time, so I didn't think about it. I just thought it was burning a brazier at the entrance of the alley to worship, and there were candles on it. The smell of oil is normal. But since I was entangled with it, the more I think about it, the more something is wrong, the strong smell of wax oil must come from its body!"

"Very strong smell of wax oil?" Su Che rubbed his chin in thought, and at the same time teased Xu Bin, "Brother Xu, you are quite courageous, and you dare to take whatever the ghost hands you casually."

"correct."

Su Che remembered that the ghost haunting Xu Bin seemed to want him to go back to the alley to return the umbrella, and then continued to ask, "Didn't you say that the ghost wants you to go back to the place where you borrowed the umbrella in three days, and take the umbrella back?" Give it back. Did you look for it afterwards?"

The semi-curved stair room of the Ghost Story Association suddenly fell silent, everyone stared at Xu Bin, and when Xu Bin heard Su Che talking about returning the umbrella, his face darkened visibly with the naked eye.

"I went to look for it...but when I walked to the entrance of the alley along the original road..." Xu Bin swallowed hard, his face turned from black to white, "there is no Instead of the alley I saw that night, but..."

"funeral parlor."

"It turned out to be a funeral parlor. I thought it was something serious." Su Che nodded.

He patted Xu Bin on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Your story is not exciting enough, I can't turn around for you, or... we sneaked into the funeral home where you bumped into a ghost tonight, and helped you take that How about catching a ghost?"

Xu Bin looked at the oil-paper umbrella Su Che held in his hand, and although he was very frightened, he still nodded his head.What can he do, he is also very desperate, now the whole room is surrounded by the subordinates of this enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su, one is fierce and the other is vicious, and there is still room for him to refuse?

"Okay, as long as you don't kill me to silence me, I have no problem at all!"

After solving Xu Bin's problem, Su Che turned his attention to Chu Changrong who was exuding a cold air.

The supermarket porter who froze to death in the freezer has not realized the fact that he has been frozen to death and turned into a ghost until now. He thought he was suffering from an unknown strange disease, so he was fired by the supermarket.

For Chu Changrong, Su Che felt a little headache. It is a ghost, but it still retains human consciousness, even more thoroughly than subduing ghosts. Su Che only felt it in Chen Chen's uncle in Nanfeng ghost town.

The uncle in Nanfeng Ghost Town believed that he was not dead, and still acted according to the habits of his life. After killing Chen Chen and Chen Hao, he almost turned the whole Nanfeng into a ghost town.

A ghost like Chu Changrong is very dangerous, but luckily it met Su Che.

Beckoning to Chu Changrong, and calling it to the front, Su Che looked at its frozen hard body, and said slowly with a serious face, "Your situation is very serious, and you are in danger of sudden death at any time .”

"Doctor Su, don't scare me, I'm timid, I won't be scared..." Chu Changrong was trembling stiffly, deep concern was showing on his frozen, bruised and dark face.

Seeing that the serious expression on Su Che's face did not slow down, he murmured after a while, "Is it really serious? I just feel chills all over my body, which is not much different from the usual typhoid cold."

"Very serious." Su Che nodded with a serious face, and then he added, "It's much more serious than Xu Bin's disease!"

Chu Changrong looked at Xu Bin, whom he had labeled as incurable just now, feeling extremely sad.

"However, don't be too pessimistic. Your illness can actually be cured." Su Che's words made Chu Changrong's cold face glow with anticipation.

"Okay, okay, I will cooperate with Doctor Su with all my strength, as long as I can cure my illness!"

"Very good!" Su Che took out the black book and placed it in front of Chu Changrong, "You just need to cooperate. Put your hand on this book and I'll check it for you."

Chu Changrong showed doubts. He had never heard of a doctor asking a patient to put his hand on a book to check his condition. After thinking about it, Chu Changrong said in a low voice, "Doctor Su, you really didn't lie to me. My illness can be cured?"

Su Che looked serious, "I, Su, can still lie to you? As we all know, I am a warm-hearted citizen, Mr. Su, and I never lie to anyone. Put your heart in your stomach, and I will just let you put your hand on the book so you can feel your pulse."

"Can you still cure the disease?" At the end of the speech, Su Che's tone became dissatisfied, and he squinted his eyes at Chu Changrong.

A grim atmosphere gradually spread.

Chu Changrong gritted his teeth, "Treat."

Without even thinking about it, he put his hard hand on the black book that Su Che placed in front of it. The yellowed pages of the book were filled with black mist, and as Chu Changrong's cold body dissipated, slowly appeared on the empty paper. handwriting.

'Fifth Seven: Extremely Cold'

The three members of the Ghost Story Association looked at the black book in Su Che's hands curiously. It was not the first time they saw Su Che put something into the black book. I don’t know which ghost story world I got this book from, it’s really useful, even if we get caught by the police in the future, we don’t have to be afraid, just put the ghost story association in the black book, and we can pack up and run away at any time.”

Kuang Cheng was very appreciative, "It's no wonder that that night he would be so careless in soliciting notes from the association. It turned out that he had such a good thing in his hand, and he wasn't afraid that the notes would come to his door. It's a pity that all the strange stories were exposed by the president. I don't know When can we enter the world of ghost stories again."

"As long as you can follow the president, he eats meat, and I eat some soup and water." Kuang Cheng stared blankly at the black book in Su Che's hand, and couldn't help but groan, as if he forgot to talk about strange things The experience of being slashed eight streets by Su Che with a butcher's knife in the world.

After knowing his mind, Kuang Cheng raised his hand and proposed to Su Che, "President, our association has a total of 24 member seats. At present, besides me, Xiao Tiantian, Qian Fatty, and Mr. J who is recuperating in Qingshan Mental Hospital, there are only [-] seats left in total. The next four people, oh yes, and An Donglin who joined with you... There are only five people in total, this number is really not enough! Do you think our association should find a suitable one? Time to recruit a new batch of recruits?"

An Donglin!

Su Che suddenly remembered that after he asked An Donglin to throw the drunk man off the back door of the bus last night, An Donglin didn't seem to get on the bus?

"Where's the old man?"

Chapter 180 Xiao Su, I have good news for you!

After ending the hangover, Luo's tongue was dry and his headache was splitting.

He felt like he had a very long dream last night, inexplicably getting on the bus, the old card, being stopped by a strange young man, the ghost bus, and the pungent burnt smell...

Thinking deeper, Luo Kai's head felt like it was exploding, and he couldn't remember anything, "Water...water..."

Stumbling up from the bed, Luo Kai muttered to himself in a daze, and a cup of steaming tea was handed to him, "Thank you."

After thanking him, Luo Kai took the hot tea and poured it into his mouth, the slightly hot tea relieved his severe headache a little.

A strange feeling rose from his mind.

I......

Seems like you're still single?

My house...According to common sense...There should be no other people...So...Who was the person who handed me the water just now?

Looking up slowly, a pale man with cloudy eyes was standing by the bed and looking at him.

"..." Luo Kai put the cup on the bedside table, lay back on the bed silently and covered his head with the quilt, "So I'm still dreaming, keep on sleeping."

An Donglin found a nearby chair and sat down, staring at Luo Kai who was huddled under the quilt with dark eyes.

After a while, he suddenly jumped up from the quilt, "What a silly dream, you, you, who are you, why did you appear in my house, my room!"

"Me?" An Donglin pointed at himself, "My name is An Donglin, you can call me Lao An."

"Is this the point?" Luo Kai was wrapped in a quilt, he felt that he was naked, and a deep despair lingered in his heart, "Could it be that I was picked up by gay guys passing by after I was drunk last night? returned home?"

Thinking of last night's drunken self being toyed with by the sullen and pale man next to the bed, Luo Kai wished he could die on the spot.

Like a helpless girl, he wrapped the quilt around his body and cried aloud, "I'd rather the ghost dream I had last night be true than face the terrifying reality now!"

"Mom, I'm not clean anymore, woo woo woo..."

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The morning fog dissipated, and a round of red sun hung high in the sky.

Su Che left the Ghost Story Association and walked on the lush grassy road outside the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden. He was still thinking about where An Donglin went.