No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

So the old man who was the first mate of the freighter immediately dialed the police number of the inland river patrol. In less than half an hour, the nearby inland river patrol arrived by boat, but the cruise ship Jianghai 422 disappeared from the river in such a strange way. No ghosts were seen.

After the incident was over, the old man woke up suddenly. Isn't Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship... the ghost ship where all the passengers died in the pirate attack?

Since then, the old man resigned from his job as chief mate and dared not drive the ship again. "

Speaking of this, Long Wenhua smiled wryly on his unshaven face, "It's a pity that I, Long, was young and energetic at that time, and I was determined to make a career in the live broadcasting world of Tanling, thinking that this old man was telling ghost stories to scare me , I didn’t think it was true at all. I didn’t know that the old man didn’t lie to me until I got on this ghost ship, and what he said was true! Later..."

Long Wenhua was still talking about the rumors he had heard, when the hatch that was closed by Su Che was knocked suddenly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

boom.

bang bang.

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The unexpected knock on the door made the cabin fall into dead silence, Long Wenhua shivered subconsciously, and turned his head to look at the closed cabin door.

All the passengers who boarded the ship from the ghost port were in this cramped cabin. At this time, it was not necessary to think about what was knocking on the door, except for ghosts... there was no other possibility.

"President, do you want to open the door?" Kuang Cheng, who was standing by the cabin door, asked Su Che in a hoarse voice.

Su Che walked lightly to the cabin door. The closed cabin door was not used to observe the outside world through peepholes, so the atmosphere in the cabin at this time was unavoidably cramped and uneasy.

Bang bang bang.

The knock on the door sounded again.

Su Che drew out the butcher's knife, put his hand on the doorknob, and slowly turned it down.

After more than ten seconds, the sound of knocking on the door sounded for the third time. The things outside the door seemed to have begun to get a little impatient, and the force of the knocking continued to increase. Knock down hard.

The dark wind entered the cabin through the gap in the cabin door. Su Che opened the cabin door with a small gap. In an instant, half of a pale and slender hand got into the gap in the door. Su Che pressed against the door, pretending to be a little terrified, and shouted, " Who are you? Why are you knocking outside my room?"

The thing outside the door didn't answer, it was struggling crazily by Su Che's hand caught in the crack of the door, under the light, this pair of pale and slender hands looked strangely clean, but there were dirty stains left between its long nails. The filth exuded a faint stench. Su Che took a look and found that the filth in its nails was all rotten fur tissue.

Everyone in the room looked at the scene in front of them with sweat on their foreheads, and at the same time felt sad for the things outside the door. If it got involved with the evil star of Mr. Su, its good days would come to an end.

"No, if you do this again, I'll call someone. Is there anyone? Is there anyone around?" Su Che's feigned panic tone became more dramatic, and the thing outside the door laughed maliciously.

Its gripped hand crazily drilled into the cabin. At this moment, Su Che suddenly let go and opened the door. A woman in the uniform of a cruise ship attendant poked her head out of the cabin door and fell into the cabin.

Seeing that something was wrong, Long Wenhua immediately pulled away to avoid the woman who fell into the cabin, and his heart burst into ecstasy, "I escaped, I was not overwhelmed, good!"

The narrow and crowded cabin appeared in its eyes, and besides that, eyes of curiosity, pity, or panic fell on it.

With the cold butcher knife-blade noodles on its head, Su Che asked loudly, "What are you doing?"

The woman in the uniform of the cruise ship waiter had a ferocious face, her eyes were full of hatred, and her sharp nails filled with hair tissue and filth pierced Su Che, making a miserable cry, and the filth that was buried deep in the nails came out of the nails, He came straight to Su Che.

The hatred in the woman's eyes was so deep, Su Che sighed inaudibly, turned and slashed down with the butcher's knife in his hand, the cold light flashed away, and a more painful scream came from the woman's mouth.

Its white and slender arms were directly severed from the elbow by Su Che, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into two streams of black smoke. Not only that, the woman's smoothly cut elbow was also emitting black smoke, Soon it eroded to the position of the woman's shoulders.

The miserable screams became more and more intense, and after a while, the woman in the uniform of the cruise ship attendant turned into black smoke and disappeared.

"This pig-killing knife seems to be getting stronger after killing the red-clothed ghost on the 714 bus." Su Che looked at the pig-killing knife up and down, and the red mist that was faintly visible on the cold as water blade became more and more obvious , this knife seems to be about to become a red coat.

At the position where the woman in the uniform of the cruise ship attendant turned into black smoke and completely dissipated, there was a crumpled piece of cardboard left. Su Che put away the butcher's knife, unfolded the cardboard for a second look, and found that it was a piece of paper from a masquerade party. The advertisement invitation letter, the time is eight o'clock in the evening.

"It's already after midnight, is it eight o'clock tomorrow night?" Su Che frowned and guessed.

Everyone from the Ghost Story Association and Long Wenhua came forward, seeing the invitation letter in Su Che's hand, Long Wenhua's face changed, "Brother...that old man said that when the passengers on the Jianghai 422 cruise ship were killed, they would be killed." It happened at the masquerade party, you said...would it be..."

Everything that happened just now was faithfully recorded by the camera in Long Wenhua's hand, and transmitted to the screen in the live broadcast room.

Su Che's series of coquettish operations made the audience in the live broadcast room hooked.

"Bi Wang is indeed worthy of being a Bi Wang, this female ghost has been fooled!"

"I have to say that the story that Brother Long made up attracted me. By the way, did Brother Long make so much money from the live broadcast recently? He actually contracted the entire cruise ship to perform the script."

"I think Brother Long may be a late-blooming rich second generation. He needs to make a name for himself in the live broadcast world to inherit tens of billions of property. That's why he acted like the real thing."

"Brother Long is really beating ghosts! Ever since Helong Hotel was filled with chrysanthemums by a red-robed female ghost, all the ghosts he's live broadcasting are real ghosts now!"

"I just went to inquire about it, and there are indeed rumors about the ghost ship Jianghai 422, which is true!"

......

Just when Su Che, members of the Guild Story Association and Long Wenhuayuan boarded the Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship in the ghost port of Yangping, preparing for a thrilling three-day, two-night team building trip.

Chen Ruiguang, captain of the criminal police detachment in Xicheng, Jiangcheng, had just finished his day's work, and collapsed on the office chair with sad eyes.

A few days ago, the red-clothed ghost on the 714 bus brazenly launched an attack on the office building of the Xicheng Criminal Police Detachment, pulling all the police officers who stayed behind in the office building into ghosts, and experienced a thrilling night.

Su Che made great contributions to the special bullets left by Chengnan High-tech Park. After the special bullets were distributed in advance, the Xicheng Criminal Police Detachment had very few casualties. The remaining forensic doctor Li Shi was entangled by the ghost passenger and almost drowned in the toilet.

"Tou Chen, Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, uploaded a video again. I just cached the video. Do you want to watch it?" The short-haired policewoman reminded Chen Ruiguang.

Ever since the Nanfeng ghost town incident ended and returned to Jiangcheng, Chen Ruiguang was so busy that he hadn't watched Su Che's video for a long time.

He squeezed his temples, stuffed the leftover cigarette butts into the ashtray, closed his eyes for a moment and then turned on the computer.

Suddenly, the news that Long Wenhua was broadcasting live rang with a ding-dong, and Chen Rui was incredulous, "This kid Long Wenhua was sent to the Anorectal Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiang Medical University by an ambulance the day before yesterday. Is it? It’s only been a few days since the live broadcast started again, what a guy who wants money and lives.”

Even so, Chen Ruiguang put aside the matter of watching Su Che's video, and opened Long Wenhua's live broadcast room.

At this time, it happened to be the time for Long Wenhua to tell the horror story of the Jianghai 422 cruise ship. Long Wenhua was telling the story of what happened on the Jianghai 422 cruise ship.

Looking at it, Chen Ruiguang took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Hello, thank you? Get up and watch the live broadcast. This time they ran aboard a ghost ship. It's exciting!"

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"No, not at eight o'clock tomorrow night, but tonight!"

Su Che looked thoughtful, and suddenly saw the round clock on the cabin door, the hands were ticking. They were supposed to board the ship from Ghost Harbor after midnight, but now the time indicated by the round clock was evening Seven thirty-two.

Just at this time, there was another rustling sound outside the cabin door, as if many strange things had passed by.

"No wonder the ghost crew member said not to leave the cabin indiscriminately after boarding the ship. It seems that the moment the boarding ladder is put away, we are being targeted by the dead souls on the ship. They probably can't wait to kill the boarding The living people of the ship!"

Su Che crumpled up the party invitation and threw it into his backpack. It was not his style to wait for the ghosts on the boat to come to him one by one. He decided to take the initiative.

"Tonight, I plan to go to this so-called masquerade party, does anyone want to go with me?"

As soon as Su Che said the words, there was an awkward atmosphere in the cabin. He knew that the Jianghai 422 cruise ship was a ghost ship, and the passengers and crew on board were all ghosts, and he took the initiative to join in the fun. This kind of thing is probably only done by Mr. Su come out.

"President...I...I'll go with you!" Kuang Cheng struggled for a moment, then became resolute, "Of course I'm definitely not doing it for some salary increase, the main reason is to see the president alone. Going deep into the ghost den, my conscience aches."

Good guy, Kuang Cheng really went all out for a salary increase. Knowing that tonight's masquerade party scene must be eerie and spooky, he still gritted his teeth and wanted to show off in front of Su Che, so as not to let himself fish for water. Behavior is too obvious.

"Yes, leave a few people in the room to watch the night. After all, we are going to spend three days and two nights on this boat, and it's okay if we don't have a place to rest!" Su Che nodded in agreement.

After rushing out of the ghosts ahead of time on the No. 714 bus mission, which led to the mission failure, Su Che made up his mind not to get off the bus until he heard the system's voice prompting the completion of the mission.

He then looked at Uncle Wei. Among the group of people, the spooky Uncle Wei looked out of place, "Uncle Wei, do you want to go out with us to have some fun?"

After Uncle Wei was killed by the blood shadow of Guigang, he has been trapped in Guigang for decades. He can be said to be an old fritter. Maybe he still has something hidden and hasn't confessed it honestly. It is indeed a good choice to bring it with him.

"...Isn't this embarrassing my old man too much?" Although he took advantage of Su Che's east wind to get on the cruise ship Jianghai No. 422, but seeing this ghost ship becoming more and more terrifying, Uncle Wei couldn't help it. There is resistance, and some are unwilling.

However, Su Che didn't give it a chance to regret it. The butcher's knife that had just been put away inadvertently showed its greasy handle. , muttering in his mouth, "Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect the old and love the young..."

Seeing that Uncle Wei left honestly, Su Che smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Long Wenhua again, "Xiaolong, what about you?"

"Brother, I've been tossing around in Ghost Harbor all day today. Allow me to rest!" Long Wenhua's joyful expression dissipated instantly, and he changed into a kidney deficiency that I couldn't follow through.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help firing when they heard Long Wenhua's confession.

"I've done enough of the scenes, and I just missed the final touch. At this time, are you still a man? If you dare to retreat without a fight, I will curse you for being beaten by a tank ghost like Britney every day and night." Press, never turn over!"

"Brother Long: What's wrong with me, I'm not a man? You do what you want!"

"Everyone, don't just scold Brother Long, you don't need money to withdraw and use it, as long as we don't provide traffic to Brother Long, then he won't get bad money, and he can only get caught without a fight."

"..."

Looking at the massive bullet screens in the live broadcast room, Long Wenhua had a frowning face. He wanted to pretend to be dead and not respond, but he couldn't let go of the temptation to continue chasing bad money. He said weakly to Su Che, "Brother, I'm a little panicked. Your hand is now Is there an exorcism artifact like the consecrated coffin board in Chengnan High-tech Park last time..."

Long Wenhua saw with his own eyes that Su Che took a red paint of unknown composition and scribbled on the dark lightning-struck wooden tombstone that was struck by lightning, and then this thick and long coffin board began to be invincible. All the ghosts in No. [-] Middle School were suppressed under him.

So he has a kind of superstitious confidence in Su Che.

But he didn't know that although Su Che had solved the problem of the peach wood sword consecration technique, he suffered from lack of materials at hand, and it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

"No, don't you have a straw rope for hanging?" Su Che ruthlessly crushed Long Wenhua's hope.

Hearing the sound, Long Wenhua asked suspiciously, "Brother, are you saying that the straw rope on the hanged ghost I removed from the beam of the house has the same effect as the consecrated coffin board?"

"No." Su Che patted Long Wenhua's shoulder, "I mean you really can't escape after being haunted by a ghost, so you can use this grass rope to strangle yourself to death, so you can die with more dignity, and say Might as well turn you into a hanged man and him until death."

"Forget it then, I'll stay here and wait for good news from you, big brother." Hearing Su Che's teasing, Long Wenhua resolutely gave up the idea of ​​following along with the live broadcast to find money.

"The whole ship is full of ghosts, Xiaolong, are you afraid that you won't have a chance to show it? Wait a minute and there may be bloody and violent scenes in the cruise hall. In order that your live broadcast room will not be blocked again, you should stay here with them , Wait for our news."

"Old K, Uncle Wei, let's go and touch the bottom of this boat."

After speaking, Su Che opened the cabin door, and Kuang Cheng and Uncle Wei came out. Su Che took out the paper lamp and hung it on the wall of the cabin. The smelly blood stains in the dark corners are slowly dissipating.

"This room is our safe zone on Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship. Don't run around if you have nothing to do!"

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Time passed by every minute and every second, and the night was getting darker and darker.

The vast and boundless surface of the river is always shrouded in light mist, and the broken outline of the ghost port is gradually thrown behind the boat. Although it is getting farther and farther away from the ghost port, the strange sense of depression has not dissipated, but has become more and more heavy.

Through the porthole of the cruise ship, looking at the surface of the Lanjiang River shrouded in light water mist, Su Che always felt that there was something strange under the water watching the cruise ship that was about to leave, "The blood shadow of the ghost port should not let it go like this." This ship left easily, terror and despair are about to befall this ship, I don’t know what kind of surprises are waiting for me.”

After a while of noise, the aisle outside the cabin became extremely deserted. Uncle Wei opened the way with his head down, only the footsteps of Su Che and Kuang Cheng could be heard from time to time.

"President, I feel a little strange. There was a lot of commotion outside the door just now, why didn't we even see a ghost when we came out?" Kuang Cheng asked in a low voice.

"What's the rush, I'll let you see enough later, get ready, we'll attack the cruise ship dance hall later at night!"

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As soon as Su Che finished speaking, Kuang Chengcheng was stunned to see Su Che took out a crumpled mask from his backpack and put it on his face.

Not to mention that, Su Che even took out a pale paper-tied mourning gown and put it on. After tying the thick hemp rope around his waist, his whole temperament changed drastically in an instant.

If it is said that Su Che, without a mask and wearing paper-tied mourning clothes, looks like an ordinary handsome guy, but in the eyes of people who know the inside story, such as the Guitan Association and Long Wenhua, he has the name of Jiangcheng ghost.