No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The face exuding astonishing malice and inlaid with black eye sockets dissipated in an instant.

"Shocking?" Pulling back the chainsaw, Su Che looked at Ye Bin and asked with concern, "Brother Ye, are you alright?"

There was a sharp stabbing pain at the neck where the dark bruises appeared, and the strong tearing sensation slowly dissipated, but the strong rancid smell did not disappear.

Ye Bin's complexion was very bad, "The ghosts in Grave Village are more terrifying than the ghosts in Lanjiang night fishing!"

"That's not right. After all, night fishing in Lanjiang is only a difficult task, and Graveyard Village is a hell-level task." Su Che said in his heart, he took out a paper lantern from his backpack and handed it to Ye Bin, and then said, "Brother Ye, you Holding this lamp for self-defense, ordinary ghosts will not be able to get close to the range of candlelight."

When the candlelight shining from the paper lamp shone on Ye Bin, a warm feeling came over his face, and even the increasingly strong rancid smell gradually faded away.

After receiving the paper lantern handed over by Su Che, the sharp tingling pain of the dark purple bruise on the neck was relieved a lot. Ye Bin has seen this paper lantern is very powerful, the drowned ghost crawled out of the Lanjiang River during night fishing It was directly burned to ashes under the candlelight of paper-made lanterns.

The fear in Ye Bin's heart eased slightly, and he firmly grasped the wooden pole of the paper tied lamp, "Thank you, Brother Zhou Tan!"

After a brief episode, Su Che and his party continued to head towards the Huang's ancestral hall in the depths of the grave village. The further they went, the denser the hazy mountain mist and miasma in the mountains.

Su Che has been counting the number of coffins placed in the wooden houses on both sides of the road. From the entrance of the village to the present, there are at least a hundred coffins that have appeared in Su Che's sight. A terrible thought suddenly appeared in his heart, "Grave Village Are the living and the dead living in coffins?"

Soon Su Che's conjecture was confirmed. Qu Zhuo, who was leading the way in front of Su Che, stopped suddenly, his voice trembling slightly, "No, something is wrong."

Qu Zhuo stared wide-eyed, looking at the dark road leading into the grave village, he found that this road he had been on twice before became extremely strange, as if it had no end.

"We may have hit the wall!" Qu Zhuo tremblingly said to Su Che who was behind him.

"Ghost hitting the wall?" Su Che's brows frowned suddenly, he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall before, but the situation in front of him was different from the past, "Uncle Qu, did you come to Grave Village during the daytime? "

"Yes, it's daytime." Qu Zhuo said with certainty.

Su Che thought for a moment, guessing in his heart, "It seems that the Grave Village during the day is different from the Grave Village at night, and the situation here is a bit similar to Nanfeng."

The rain gradually subsided, and the roaring lightning stopped. The incomplete first-quarter moon emerged from the thick black clouds, and the dim and pale moonlight shone down from the sky.

The pale moonlight was reflected by the accumulated water left by the previous heavy rain, and Su Che and his party were immediately exposed to the pale moonlight.

The sound of pushing the coffin boards came from the wooden house beside him. Through the broken oil paper window, Su Che saw a black figure crawling out of the coffin in the wooden house. The pungent corpse smell diffused from the wooden house, covering almost half of the grave There was a movement of pushing the coffin board in the village.

Villagers turned into zombies come out!

"The rain has stopped." Su Che looked up at the incomplete first quarter moon hanging high in the night sky, and then said to the people around him, "Actually, I have quite a bit of experience in how to deal with things like zombies."

Kuang Cheng had a bad heart, and the image of Su Che running rampant in Tenteng Town resurfaced in his mind, "Don't want it, President, if you set fire to the mountain, you will be imprisoned!"

"Old K, pay attention to your words, I am burning zombies, not setting fire to mountains!" Su Che said solemnly, "Since we can't find the village head of Grave Village, then let him come to us!"

Kindling cotton, compressed gasoline cans, magnesium flints, lighters...

Su Che took out a large pile of arson objects from his backpack and distributed them to the members of the Guitan Association, "Everyone will set fire, right? Tonight we will burn all the zombies in Grave Village!"

"President, there are still many living people in Tomb Village, will we burn them like this..." Xiao Tiantian reminded Su Che.

Su Che smiled, "Don't worry, I'll wake them up!"

Taking out the black book of the Ghost Story Association, the No. 714 bus appeared on the road in the grave village amidst the black smoke. He tore open the front door and threw Yang Xingfa into the compartment. Su Che looked at the members of the Ghost Story Association, "Let's get started!"

Soon, the gloomy whistle of the No. 714 bus appeared in the grave village together with the flames rising into the sky.

"You say that I am a [-]th generation descendant of Maoshan Taoist priests, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a chainsaw and setting fire to the mountain to eliminate zombies. Is there a problem?"

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The aged old man of the Yang family pushed aside the coffin boards and crawled out from the unpainted coffin, deep worry appeared in the eyes that popped out of the eye sockets like walnuts.

"The rain stopped so quickly, and the moon came out... If those young people hadn't entered the Yizhuang outside the village, I guess their lives would be in danger..."

The throat was a little itchy, and the lungs sounded wheezing and wheezing.

At this time, the young woman who appeared outside Grave Village together with the old man of the Yang family to prevent Su Che and his party from entering the village came over. She was holding a kerosene lamp emitting black smoke, and the dim light shone on the two of them. On their faces, they reflected their pale skin like dead people.

"Old man, take it easy, we have already told them what we have to explain, and if you die if you don't obey our orders, you can't blame us." The young woman spoke with a kind of mockery, "The group of people a while ago didn't listen to us and wanted to be tough. I broke into the village, was bumped into by Huang's family and killed a few, and the rest are still wandering in the mountains as lonely ghosts, what can I do if I don't listen to your advice?"

"Xiao Ling, you can't say that. The village has become like this. We are all responsible. Save one if you can. Go out of the village and go to Yizhuang to see if they live in it. If they don't live in, lead them to the mountains. , wait until dawn to send them away." The old man of the Yang family persuaded in a low voice.

The young woman called Xiaoling by the old man of the Yang family sighed, looked at the pale moonlight outside the oil paper window, and said, "I will try my best, the number of living people in the village is getting less and less. On that day in the village, two more living people in the village died at the hands of the Huang family. Now there may not be even ten living people left in the village. When we are all dead, the village will be completely hopeless... ..."

The voice fell silent, and the tomb village, which was silent in the night and bathed in the pale moonlight, suddenly burst into flames, and the rough horn of the bus came from a distance.

After a while, the soaring flames from the grave village almost dyed half of the sky red.

"What's going on?" Xiaoling stuck her whole body to the broken oil-paper window, her expression changed drastically as she watched the flames soaring into the sky.

The old man of the Yang family leaned on crutches and walked slowly to the window. The worry in his eyes became more and more conspicuous. "Someone has broken into the village. It may be the group of young people who wanted to enter the village before."

"Damn, how could they set fire to the village?" The old man of the Yang family became more and more angry, and almost threw his crutches out.

On the contrary, Xiao Ling laughed, "It doesn't matter if it's burned, what's the point of keeping this harmful village?"

"Xiao Ling, you don't understand." The old man of the Yang family was trembling with anger, "That girl died too badly, and her resentment was too heavy. If she crawled out of the well, not only Grave Village, but even everyone in Qiaotou Town down the mountain will be killed. Everyone has to be killed by her! Not only that girl, but also..."

squeak--

The screeching sound of brakes appeared outside the wooden house, the dark road was illuminated by headlights, and a rusty bus tangled in waterweeds was rampaging on the road.

The long-term dilapidated wooden house in the village of Fengzhai was smashed to pieces under the savage collision of the bus. The broken sawdust and the oiled paper by the window splashed together. In the eyes and senses of Xiaoling and the old man of the Yang family, the deep darkness accompanied The brutal collision of the bus eroded.

The already seriously aged wooden house is gradually rotting under the erosion of the deep darkness around the bus body. A group of arsonists with compressed gasoline cans and torches made of tinder cotton sat on the bus and talked with the old man of the Yang family and Xiaoling through the window. Wide-eyed and small-eyed.

The scene was very embarrassing.

A hoarse male voice suddenly sounded, "President, I finally saw a living person!"

Then came another young man's voice, "There's no time to explain, get in the car!"

It was dark in front of my eyes, and there was a slight burning and tingling sensation from the white skin of the dead. When the old man of the Yang family and Xiao Ling came back to their senses, they suddenly found that they had been pulled by the young man standing in front of the bus door. Get on the bus compartment.

"Sure enough, it's you young people!" The old man of the Yang family looked at Su Che who was standing at the bus door and threw torches one by one, and Su Che, who was crazily arsonist, was furious.

Su Che turned to look at the old man of the Yang family, "Oh, it's the old man Yang!"

"Didn't I tell you to stay in Yizhuang outside the village to rest for a night, and leave here at dawn tomorrow? Why didn't you listen to my advice and sneak into the village?" Old Mrs. Yang poked the floor of the carriage with his crutches. There was a noise.

Su Che threw down two torches made of kindling cotton and compressed gasoline again, and then said to Mrs. Yang, "To tell you the truth, I, Su, am the one hundred and eighth generation of Maoshan Taoist priests. I passed by the tomb tonight." The village sees the corpse here, there must be ghosts, how can I just sit idly by and ignore it?"

At this time, Old Master Yang realized that the bright yellow clothes Su Che was wearing seemed to be a Taoist robe, and the slight burning and tingling sensation he felt just now came from this Taoist robe.

"You? Maoshan Taoist?" Xiaoling was dumbfounded.

Although Su Che was wearing a Taoist robe, the cutting chain of the chainsaw placed beside him was covered with bone fragments, meat and coagulated blood. At the same time, with a discerning eye, he could tell that it was made of firewood picked up from the roadside of Tomb Village. Torches madly arson.

Xiaoling's image of Taoist priests in Maoshan was strongly impacted.

"Compared to Maoshan Taoist, you are more like an arsonist and murderer!"

Xiaoling's words spoke out Ye Bin's heartfelt thoughts. He huddled in the back seat of the car with a paper lamp, watching zombies wrapped in flames jump out of the wooden houses on both sides of the road, and then chased the 714 road driven by the subdued ghost. The bus was finally burned into a pile of coke and fell on the side of the road, and I couldn't help but feel emotional.

The courage of Lan Jiang's night fishing surged into his heart again, and he ran to Kuang Cheng's side and followed him, throwing torches on both sides of the road and starting to set fire.

In a short while, most of the tomb village was engulfed in flames, and the raging flames shot up into the sky, almost lighting up the entire night sky.

The gloomy aura of the graveyard village has disappeared in the flames soaring into the sky. The torches made of kindling cotton and compressed gasoline have been thrown out. Su Che picked up the chainsaw that was put aside and asked the old man of the Yang family, "Master Yang, what about the tomb?" You two are the only living people in Zhai Village? We drove around half of the village, but we didn't see any other living people except you two!"

"Xiao Ling, talk to him." Old Master Yang blew his beard and stared at Su Che, so angry at Su Che, he found a seat and sat down, then turned his head and ignored Su Che.

Xiaoling looked at Su Che with eyes full of curiosity. She had never seen anyone like Su Che in her life. She didn't listen to their advice and broke into the graveyard village privately. Afterwards, she started setting fire without saying a word. Burn most of the grave village into a sea of ​​flames.

This man is even crazier than the lunatics of the Huang family!

"There are not many living people in the village. Most of them live on the outskirts of the village. The old man and I are the only ones living inside the village. Seeing the movement caused by your arson, they may have gone to the yizhuang outside the village." Xiaoling said so.

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"That's good, now we can let go and do a big job without any worries!"

Su Che heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the news that the only living people in Grave Village might have escaped outside the village at this time, and he asked Xiao Ling, "Can you tell me about how Yuanzhai Village became a place in the past?" Is it from Tomb Village now?"

At this time, Old Master Yang cursed suddenly, "You are...Yang Xingfa? It really is you, a little bastard. I didn't expect you to dare to go back to the village. I'll beat you to death!"

The cane in the old man's hand beat Yang Xingfa who was curled up in the corner of the carriage. Yang Xingfa, who was over half a century old, was beaten under the cane by the old man like a third grandson, shaking his hair and crying.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don't hit me, hey, don't hit me on the head..."

Holding a cane, he beat Yang Xingfa violently. The old man Yang glared at Yang Xingfa viciously while leaning on a cane, panting, "Why are you the only one? What about the other two families who escaped?"

"Dead, all dead. Ergou's family died cleanly one night ten years ago. There were no chickens, dogs or mice left in the family. Xizi's family also disappeared four years ago, and escaped from the grave." Of the three families in the village, I am the only one left."

Yang Xingfa curled up and burst into tears. "I... Actually, I should die too, but I really don't want my children to die inexplicably like them, so..."

"So you brought these young people to the village?" Old Master Yang slapped Yang Xingfa with a cane again, "It's really a crime, I beat you to death, you little bastard, and the one who killed that girl made the whole village restless. You, you are the one who escaped and poured dirty water into the village to harm people!"

Old Mrs. Yang was exhausted and leaned on crutches, panting violently. Listening to Mrs. Yang's words, Su Che stared at Yang Xingfa who was curled up and remained motionless, "Killed that girl? Could it be that the graveyard village has become what it is today? Eighteen years ago, Yang Xingfa created it all by himself?"

Xiaoling saw the doubts in Su Che's heart, and explained to Su Che in a low voice, "Yang Xingfa broke into the place where the Huang family worshiped the Wutong God because of his fun, and smashed the statue of the Wutong God with stones, so that the people inside The sealed coffin was rediscovered. The aggressive Huang family wanted to kill Yang Xingfa and use his blood to appease the anger of Wutong God, but that person rescued him. When the village became restless, all kinds of strange things began to appear, which had been expected Yang Xingfa's family and two other families escaped the village early, so that person became the target of the Huang family to vent their fear."

"She was sacrificed to Wutong God by the panic-stricken Huang family all day long, but it didn't have any effect. The rediscovered coffin in the Wutong God statue and the resentful person who was sacrificed turned the whole village into a dead place. Every day, villagers contracted strange diseases and died painfully. The woman in red slaughtered a family of villagers surnamed Huang every night. Some villagers began to become neither human nor ghost, and some villagers wanted to escape from here in fear.

But this is a prison and a purgatory. Except for the three families who escaped at first, no one can escape from here! "

Having said that, Xiaoling paused for a moment, looking through the car window into the depths of the grave village, "until those people appear."

"The current village chief of Grave Village is the youngest son of the previous village chief. On the night of the blood sacrifice to that person, he left Grave Village to go out on business and was not affected. However, he was also cursed by that woman. Originally, he was only slightly deformed. But when he brought those people back to Tomb Village, his deformity was already out of shape, and his whole body seemed to be turned upside down, making people daunting."

"They moved the coffin inside the statue of Wutong God and pressed it into the deep well that sank into the dead body of that person. Since the day the coffin inside the statue of Wutong God was moved into the grave village, all the dead villagers began to crawl out of the coffin. , attacking the living villagers. And the members of the Huang family, each of them seemed to be crazy, and became obsessed..."

"Some people even turned into monsters with pig heads and human bodies, haunting the graveyard village in the dead of night to attack the villagers who still live here. We had no choice but to lie in the coffins of the dead to avoid their attacks. However, lying in Those of us in the coffins of the dead have also gradually become weird, afraid of the sun, fond of raw blood, and more and more close to the dead who climbed out of the coffin."

"I don't know how long this kind of life will last. It may be the day when all the remaining living people in Grave Village are extinct, and the village is completely destroyed. Only then can we truly be free..."

After listening to Xiao Ling's story about the past of Tomb Village, Su Che was a little surprised. He never imagined that the source of all this was caused by Yang Xingfa, a ten-year-old brat.

Su Che looked at Yang Xingfa, who was being beaten violently by Old Master Yang, and suddenly realized, "The three families who escaped from Grave Village were also cursed by the woman who was brutally sacrificed. Next, they must have met the current villager of Grave Village." Chief, the member of the Tarot Society cult whose whole person is turned upside down. Introduce innocent people one by one into Grave Village, in exchange for the cult members to control the curse left on them by the woman who was brutally sacrificed!"

All the problems gradually became clear. Su Che didn't know what to say to Yang Xingfa anymore. He made a wrong step. Maybe he was just a cheap hand in the past, but he unintentionally dragged the entire grave village into hell and escaped. Afterwards, Grave Village became an accomplice of the cult lunatics from the Tarot Society.

"Master Yang, just beat him to death, don't save face for me!"

Not only was Su Che surprised, but everyone in the Guild of Strange Talk, Ye Bin, and even Qu Zhuo, who had an unforgettable hatred for Yang Xingfa, were also deeply speechless about it.

What is this called?

A murder caused by a brat?

The No. 714 bus is still rampaging in the grave village, and the flames soaring into the sky can no longer be contained, spreading madly to the surroundings, and the entire grave village is about to be engulfed in flames.

A monster with a pig's head and a human body holding a huge ax came out of the darkness and blocked the road of the 714 bus. In addition to this monster with a pig's head and a human body, those zombie villagers who had not been affected by the flames also jumped out from the streets and alleys, heading towards the 714 bus. hit.