No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The rusted 714 bus passed silently by the side of the road;
Blood-stained high heels are neatly placed in front of the door;
The headless ghost baby hides out the window and weeps;
The pure white wedding dress floats on the window edge of the 603 building in the seventh building;
The old man covered in corpses knocked on the door of the next door neighbor;
Sharp scratches from the closet just a short distance away...
When night fell, the spirit recovered, and Su Che, who lived in Jiangcheng City, took to the street and punched the brains of passing Li Gui with one punch:
"That's it?"
"The Five Laws of the Hanged Ghost", "On the Feasibility of the Black Dog's Blood to Avoid Evils in Supernatural Events", "You Must Know These Things in the Face of Red Clothes", "The Origin of Memetic Ghosts and the Demonstration of the Necessity of Joint Prevention and Control" and specific measures" "Rules for the Pollution-Free Treatment of Zombies"..."
"My name is Su Che, no one knows the supernatural better than me!"