No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Wei Qingting? Who is he?" Su Che asked back.

Li Si whispered in Su Che's ear, "Wei Qingting is old man Wei, the last corpse hunter in Yangping."

The short, stooped old man raised his head, almost forming a [-]-degree right angle with his arched back. Only then did Su Che see clearly the old man's appearance, which was [-] to [-]% similar to the old man he saw outside Yangping Town.

"Are you old man Wei's father?"

"En." The old man lowered his head again and continued to whisper, "It's getting dark, don't knock on the door randomly, be careful to lure the ghost over, and follow me."

"Do you want to go with him? Old man Wei's father has been dead for many years, could he be..." Li Si looked at Su Che, he had no idea.

Old man Wei is over [-] years old this year. His father had mysteriously disappeared on the way to retrieve corpses in Lanjiang many years ago, leaving no bones. The old man who appeared at this time is probably a ghost.

"What's there to be afraid of? I want to see what tricks he's playing!" Su Che followed the old man first, followed by Li Si and the big black dog.

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The hunchbacked old man in dark cotton clothes led Su Che and Li Si to the broken stone road in Ghost Harbor, and walked for a long time before stopping.

"Stay here tonight, don't come out before dawn."

The old man's voice was still weak, with his head down, it took Su Che a lot of effort to hear what he said clearly.

"Also, don't touch things when you enter the house, stay honestly, after tonight, after dawn, you go out and go west, no matter what happens, don't look back, just keep walking and you can leave the ghost port. "

Li Si listened to the old man talking. The white paper lanterns on both sides of the road were blown by the wind all the time. The rustling sound and the old man's voice intertwined in his ears.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, the old man thought they hadn't heard clearly, so he repeated what he had just said before turning around and wanting to leave.

Unexpectedly, Su Che pinched his elbow, and said in a serious tone, "Uncle Wei, don't rush away, I, Su, are very curious about this place, why don't you chat with me?"

"Don't mess around, what place do you think this is? If the boat I fished for corpses hadn't been hooked on you, do you think I would come out to save you?" The old man's tone suddenly became gloomy. The faces that were [-]% similar gradually became terrifying.

The strange smell on the old man's body became more and more obvious, and the already drooping head continued to press down, as if it was about to fall, but the old man didn't feel anything wrong, and turned his head at a strange angle from the gap between his legs. Staring at Su Che.

Now Su Che completely relieved his psychological burden. He bent down and looked at the old man's face, "Uncle Wei, you should have been dead for a long time, are you a ghost now?"

puff.

The head of the old man's vertical body suddenly fell off. Seeing this scene, Li Si's face twitched instantly, and his body was trembling with fear like epilepsy, "Okay...good...a good man... ...he...he...he..."

Li Si was so frightened that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

"What is it? Isn't it a ghost? What's so strange?" Su Che glanced at Li Si, then pushed open the wooden door of the house behind him, and dragged the old man inside, "Go in for me!"

Pulling the old man whose head fell off, he pushed it into the room, and then kicked the head that fell on the ground into the room, and Su Che then walked in.

Li Si watched all this happen with a numb scalp, "It's not good for me to offend anyone, offending this evil star, this is hitting a ghost in the ghost port, can you respect the ghost... "

The big black dog followed Su Che closely, biting Li Si's trouser leg and dragging him into the house, then Su Che closed the door.

The paper lamp in Li Si's hand emitted a soft light, but the old man whose head was in a different place did not respond at all. Su Che stuck a butcher's knife in front of the old man's head, and said viciously to it, "Master Wei, what do you have now?" What do you want to say?"

The house was filled with a strong smell of rotten wood, tough weeds emerged from the cracks in the flat floor, and the furniture in the house was crumbling, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

"Didn't Wei Qingting tell you to enter Guigang?" The butcher's knife was as cold as water reflecting the gloomy light, and the smell of the red clothes made the old man's face change drastically, "Why, why is my boat hook on your body?"

"Your son gave it to me." Su Che replied truthfully.

The old man Wei spat bitterly, "Bah, a prodigal."

"What do you want to know?" Uncle Wei's head in a different place stared at Su Che and asked.

Su Che thought for a moment, "Ghost Harbor...how much do you know about Ghost Harbor?"

Uncle Wei's head glanced at Su Che, and its body came hunched over, holding the head that fell to the ground with both hands and hanging it back around its neck.

Then it found a chair from the crumbling furniture, sat down on it, and looked at Su Che with its lowered head, "Apart from my boat hook, you also have the aura of red clothes on your body, and there are even more than one."

"There is indeed a red-clothed ghost by my side, but what does this have to do with Ghost Harbor?" Su Che asked.

Uncle Wei didn't answer Su Che's question directly, but began to talk about his past, "When I was still alive, I was a corpse hunter in Yangping, and it is common for people in our business to encounter strange things and be haunted by ghosts." , so every time we pick up a corpse, we will cut the corpse with a boat hook and smear the boat hook with its blood. The boat hook does have some effect of warding off evil spirits, I have encountered ghosts many times in the Lanjiang River, and I rely on this boat hook to save myself from danger."

"However, the corpses of that cargo ship were different from all the corpses I fished out. It was rumored that they were quarantined in the Lanjiang River because of the plague, but when I drove the boat into the night It was only when Lan Jiang retrieved the corpse that he realized it was a lie, it was all a lie!"

Old man Wei looked at Su Che with a strange look, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his ashen face, "That ship was not infected with the plague at all, they provoked a ghost, a blood-red figure Ghost. I don't know how they provoked that red ghost. They were tortured by that red ghost for a few days when they were docked in Yangping. Sink the cargo ship, sink it to the bottom of the river, and become a coffin for the crew."

"Killed all the crew members of the cargo ship, the red-clothed one did not leave, it wandered around the Lanjiang day after day, and attacked every ship it saw after night fell, the strange thing is that its range of activities is only The section of the Lanjiang River outside Xianyangping never goes ashore.

The people in Yangping Town, where they lived, thought that the ghosts of the dead crew members of the cargo ship attacked the passing ships and promised huge rewards for us corpse hunters to pick up the corpse of the cargo ship, and I was among them. "

The old man Wei's gloomy smile persisted, "As a result, you have seen that I died on the way to the Lanjiang River to collect corpses. I didn't even know what happened, so I died."

It glanced back and forth between the faces of Su Che and Li Si, and its smile became more and more sinister, "I don't know how long after that, a big iron ship appeared in the ghost port, a very, very large ship, I've never seen such a big ship before." Ship, Jianghai 422... This big iron ship will berth at Ghost Harbor every once in a while, and take some passengers to leave. This big iron ship also has a strong smell of red clothes, so you must at least Only those who have two red clothes are eligible to touch the secrets of Ghost Harbor."

Su Che did the math, Zhang Yi in the pitch-black long-handled umbrella was considered a red-clothed man, and the pig-killing knife in his hand could barely be regarded as a red-clothed one, so he said decisively, "Uncle Wei, I happen to have more than two in my hand." Fiend in red, if you have anything to say, just say it, I can stand it!"

"There's nothing you can do with two red-clothed ghosts. You have to have a ticket to board Jianghai No. 422 iron ship. That ticket..."

Before Uncle Wei finished speaking, Su Che took out the boat ticket that was almost soaked in water from his pocket, looked at Uncle Wei with a smile, "I have the boat ticket too."

Looking at the ticket in Su Che's hand, Uncle Wei's drooping head almost turned to his arched back, and his thin blue-gray arms stretched out, wanting to grab the ticket that Su Che was holding in his hand.

The butcher's knife stuck on the ground flashed a cold light, and the broad back of the knife supported Uncle Wei's outstretched hand. Su Che looked at it, "Don't stretch out your hand, you will be chopped off."

"..." Uncle Wei quickly withdrew his hand, looked at Su Che dully, with complex emotions flickering in the cloudy and obscure eyes on his crooked head, "Since you have the ferry ticket in your hand, it will be easy. Young man, go to the ticket office and get more boat tickets. I don’t want to stay in Guigang for a day. I have long wanted to take Jianghai 422 to escape this quagmire. Take me with you!”

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"Wait, why should I help you get more tickets?" Su Che frowned and looked at Uncle Wei.

Uncle Wei, whose head was twitching, was confident, "The prodigal son gave you my boat hook. Can you hold this boat hook with peace of mind, young man?"

"Excuse me, I can." Su Che said righteously.

Uncle Wei was at a loss for words for a while, he had been a person in Yangping Ancient Town and a ghost in Guigang for decades, but he had never seen such a cheeky person like Su Che.

Su Che, who caught Uncle Wei's weakness, smiled unabated, and put the ticket back in his pocket, "What's the use of this ticket? Uncle Wei told me about the relationship between Ghost Harbor and Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship. I can help you get a boat ticket!"

Uncle Wei stretched out his hands, straightened his crooked and misplaced head, and sighed, "The blood shadow of the ghost port attacked the boats passing by the Lanjiang River, and dragged the crew members of the boats into the river to drown them alive, venting their resentment. And The big iron ship Jianghai No. 422 suddenly appeared in the ghost port, and every time it came to the ghost port, it picked up hundreds of resentful souls drowned by the blood shadow of the ghost port, what do you think is the relationship between them?"

"Enemy?" Su Che tentatively replied.

Uncle Wei acquiesced to this answer, "The resentful souls drowned by the blood shadow of Guigang want to escape from this place of death by taking Jianghai 422 in their dreams, but the tickets are limited, and the ticket office will make you pay a price that you can't afford, so you can take the boat to the river. The boat ticket is for you. The price I need to pay... is Wei Qingting...killing my son with his own hands, so that I can get the boat ticket to leave the ghost port."

"Only by killing my own child can I get the boat ticket to leave Ghost Harbor?" Su Che frowned, lost in thought.

The behavior of most ghosts is chaotic and illogical. So far, the ghosts that Su Che has come into contact with have only a handful of self-awareness. Half of them are subdued ghosts. Huang Xiaoying before Huihun Night is one, but They are not as awake as Uncle Wei in front of him.And the most important point is that Uncle Wei is not afraid of the paper lantern in Su Che's hand.

This kind of situation even made Su Che doubt for a while whether Uncle Wei was not completely dead yet, and he was still alive until now.

In addition, there is the price to be paid for boarding the Jianghai 422 cruise ship. It is absolutely impossible for a ghost to do something. Su Che thought of the group of dangerous cult members almost instantly, and gradually realized in his heart that the Jianghai 422 cruise ship Nine out of ten cruise ships are ghost ships they control.

"I don't know if I can meet Granny Meng in Yangping. I wonder if she is still used to using that ominous knife?" Su Che's heart fluttered, and a malicious smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Uncle Wei saw the malicious smile on the corner of Su Che's mouth. He was a little scared. To be honest, he had been imprisoned in the ghost port for many years since he died on the way to fish for corpses in Lanjiang. Except for the blood shadow in the ghost port, he had seen the most evil and dangerous The guy is Su Che.

He is obviously a person, but he is more dangerous than a ghost. Is there any reason for it?Do we ghosts still lose face?

Su Che's slap landed on Uncle Wei's shoulder, and there was a muffled slap, and he asked curiously, "Uncle Wei, I would like to ask you something, why do you still maintain a clear consciousness after becoming a ghost? I have hardly encountered it before." A ghost like you."

As Su Che finished speaking, the expression of fear on Uncle Wei's face suddenly froze, and it seemed that he couldn't turn his head around all of a sudden. After being dazed for a while, he asked Su Che suspiciously, "Young man, what did you just say, I didn't Listen."

Su Che repeated what he said just now, and the expression on Uncle Wei's face became dull again, and it lasted longer than before, before he slowly recovered.

"Young man, I didn't hear what you said just now." Uncle Wei continued to repeat.

Li Si looked at Su Che in horror. He couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying and strange power there was in Su Che's words. Even Uncle Wei, who had turned into a ghost, was almost fooled. What if it was used on him?After all, I was following him outside Yangping Town just now and offended him enough.

Li Si collapsed to the ground, shivering while hugging the big black dog.

Su Che stared at Uncle Wei, he knew very well that if he asked this question again, Uncle Wei might lose his rationality completely.

"Strange, although the subdued ghost has forgotten a lot of things, it doesn't have this problem. It seems that there are very few rational ghosts. Uncle Wei died very strangely. Therefore, the difference between Uncle Wei and other ghosts should have something to do with what happened to him when he was killed by the blood shadow of Ghost Harbor."

Su Che secretly guessed in his heart, he patted Uncle Wei on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I said to take you to get the ticket, where is that place?"

"A small boat on the Lanjiang River outside the ghost port, there is a terrifying ghost on it!" Uncle Wei's face brightened.

Knowing that Su Che will take him to get the boat ticket, Uncle Wei couldn't wait to lead Su Che and Li Si out of the house, and at the same time whispered, "Be quiet, don't lure the ghosts in the ghost port... .”

It looked at Su Che and the butcher's knife in Su Che's hand again, his face darkened, and Su Che, who was carrying two red-clothed ghosts with him, was his turn to worry about, with an ugly smile on his face, "If I didn't say .”

The two of them, a ghost and a dog, walked quietly through the town of Ghost Harbor. There were already many malicious eyes staring at this strange combination from the decayed wooden houses on both sides of the road, but they were all hindered by the butcher knife in Su Che's hand. The terrifying red-clothed aura deters them, and dare not approach them.

After walking for about ten minutes, the terrain became lower and lower, and the sound of the river slapping the dam could be faintly heard.

"Here we are." Uncle Wei said in a deep voice.

Su Che looked around and seemed a little dissatisfied, "What's the matter, I haven't seen a single ghost after walking for so long."

"...you are wandering around with a red-clothed ghost, which ghost without eyes dares to trouble you?" Uncle Wei slandered.

The most horrifying ghosts in the ghost port are the blood shadow of the ghost port in Lanjiang and the cruise ship Jianghai No. 422. The other ghosts ran away when they saw the appearance of the red clothes, so how could they go to the door to die.

Under the leadership of Uncle Wei, Su Che and others came to the port near the river. A small boat floated on the surface of the river. When people and ghosts appeared, the small boat slowly docked. Heads are chilling, especially for Li Si, who was so frightened that he was about to faint when he saw the densely packed heads on the boat.

Su Che stepped forward, standing at the bow of the boat and punting the boat was a ghost in crew uniform, which was consistent with what Wu Liang said in Su Che's rental house that day.

The ghost wearing the sailor uniform had a pale face, and its lower body was missing. The incision was very flat and smooth, as if it had been severed by a very sharp weapon, dragging the bloody viscera and intestines to Su Che to send a deep blow. Resentment and pain in the marrow.

Su Che looked up and down at the ghost in the crew uniform, and found a two-finger-thick spike on a section of intestine behind it. This spike was smeared with unknown blood and nailed the ghost in the uniform of the crew to the ship. , unable to move, can only make simple movements of punting.

"Jianghai 422 cruise ship is indeed a man-made supernatural event, those cult lunatics!" Su Che's inexplicable anger welled up in his heart.

The sailor Li Gui punted a thick stack of soaked tickets on the bow of the boat, and on one side of the ticket was a mirror that was broken into three pieces, and a line of words was written in blood beside the mirror.

'Kill the man in the mirror! ! ! '

The unremarkable handwriting conveyed a strange feeling to Su Che. Su Che looked at the mirror, and the mirror that was broken into three pieces did not show the person that he needed to kill to get the boat ticket, as he had said to Uncle Wei.

There is only Su Che's reflection in the mirror.

"Does this mean that you want me to kill myself?" Su Che suddenly became interested. He jumped onto the bow from the river embankment, reached out and took away the thick stack of soaked boat tickets placed on the bow.

Li Gui, the crew member who was nailed to death on the bow, was stunned for a moment. It looked at Su Che, and Su Che looked at it.

It wasn't until Su Che put a thick stack of soaked tickets into his backpack that he suddenly came to his senses, with an expression of resentment and pain turning on his pale face, "Fate...fate... Fate... take... come..."

"?" Su Che put on his backpack, squinted at the crew member Li Gui, "Want my life? Won't you come and get it yourself?"

After Su Che finished saying these words, the water surface of the Lanjiang River on both sides of the embankment was tumbling instantly. Countless drowned corpses floated up from the bottom of the river, floated on the water surface, and floated along the current. Pairs of dead people's eyes opened wide. Well, no matter what angle you look at, those dead eyes are all Su Che's face.

"There are more grimaces than Tangshan Reservoir. It really deserves to be a hell-level task!" Su Che took out the modified 67-style grenade with a wooden handle from his backpack, pulled the ring and handed it to Li Gui, a crew member who was nailed to death on the ship, and said loudly , "This is my life, I leave it to you, you have to keep it safe, I, Su, will leave first!"