No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The middle-aged doctor at the epidemic prevention station must not know what Wu Gao was thinking in his heart. He introduced Su Che to Wu Gao with a slightly weird expression, "Captain Wu, this is Village Chief Su of Grave Village! Mr. Su, this is Nanhe Captain Wu of the criminal police team!"

To be honest, the middle-aged doctors at the epidemic prevention station don’t even know how to describe Su Che. It’s only been a few hours since you sneaked into the haunted graveyard village. First, the graveyard village was on fire, and then there were reports of a woman’s horrific pain. screamed, and finally showed up and said that he had become the village head of Tomb Village.

What kind of story happened in this, it is very imaginative!

Su Che glanced at Wu Gao twice, the black and purple handprint on his neck instantly caught Su Che's attention, walking up to Wu Gao, Su Che pointed to the handprint on his neck and said directly, "Captain Wu, what are you?"

Wu Gao's face was a bit ugly, he hesitated for a long time before answering Su Che's question, "It's a bit embarrassing to say it, we have received consecutive calls to the police tonight, saying that there was a spirit-seeking anchor in Fengzhai Village who ran into a zombie and disappeared strangely overnight. Send the police to Fenzhai Village to find out the situation."

"As a result, just halfway there, I came across a strange dead man squatting in the middle of the road and eating a male corpse..."

Listening to Wu Gao's narration of the bizarre experience he encountered after going out to the police tonight, Su Che looked at him with eyes full of sympathy, but he never thought that Sun Cheng, who escaped from the grave village and became a savage in the mountains, was still there. Turn on the live broadcast.

"The current situation of the missing anchor is not optimistic, but fortunately he is still alive." If the coffin fungus cannot be found in time to suppress the corpse poison on Sun Cheng, there may be another zombie added to Grave Village in a short time.

Hearing Su Che say that Sun Cheng was still alive, Wu Gao heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at the villagers of Grave Village who passed by one after another. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. He held back for a long time without speaking.

Su Che saw the doubt in his heart, and began to talk nonsense without any trace, "The villagers of the grave village have been persecuted by the five evil spirits for many years, and they have become neither human nor ghost. Now they are under the collective control of our new village committee Under his leadership, he resolutely embarked on the glorious path of eradicating the Wutong evil god."

If you tell this group of people who have been chased by ghosts all night, that now Grave Village is full of ghosts except for a few living people, maybe it will scare them out of the water.

"Captain Wu, the situation in Grave Village is very complicated. We'd better listen to the locals. Mr. Yang is also on Mr. Su's side. There should be no problem!" The middle-aged doctor at the epidemic prevention station and Mr. Yang muttered beside him. After a while, he said this to Wu Gao.

Although there were still many doubts in his heart, Wu Gao reluctantly believed Su Che's nonsense under the words of the middle-aged doctor at the epidemic prevention station.

"Tell me, what should we do?" Wu Gao asked Su Che.

He took out the sealed paper box containing the special bullets from his backpack and threw it to Wu Gao, "What else can I do? Of course it's his mother's fault! Rush up to the back mountain and blow the head of Wutong God!"

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Regarding Su Che's violent remarks, Wu Gao almost choked on his saliva because of his words.

Coughing violently for a while, he saw the hideous rotting corpses crawling up from the cemetery and still pouring out from all directions. He bravely took the bullet bag thrown by Su Che, and he didn't feel that Su Che carried ammunition with him. What's wrong.

"Village Chief Su, kill the Wutongshen in the back mountain, these things..." He glanced at the rotting corpses and the villagers who were neither human nor ghost, "Will they be eliminated?"

"Probably." The ghost in Tomb Village is the product of the red-clothed ghost in the plain white dress, and Su Che is not quite sure what kind of ghost is the Wutong God in the back mountain of Yizhuang outside the village.

But these are no longer important. Looking at the tide of corpses, Su Che took the lead and rushed forward with the chainsaw in hand.

The low buzzing sound and the blazing blue electric arc erupted together, and Su Che directly sawed several carrion corpses on the road into several sections, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Villagers, the Wutong evil god has already waved the butcher knife at us. Let it be slaughtered like a slaughtered lamb?"

"No!" Su Che held up the chainsaw, and the blazing blue arcs collided, exploded and wandered away, directly turning the rotting corpses gushing out into charcoal, "I will lead the charge!"

The red torches burn in the dark forest, dispelling the haze of the night sky. Su Che, holding a chainsaw, rushes into the tide of corpses like a tiger descending the mountain, with stumps and broken arms flying in all directions. Shiyi's pupils showed a deep-rooted fear.

"Retreat! Retreat! These corpses were frightened away by the village chief!"

"Come on, follow the village chief to kill Wutongshen!"

"Wuuuuuuu... Dad, I can finally avenge you!"

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Inspired by Su Che, the villagers of Tomb Village armed with all kinds of weapons gave full play to the glorious tradition of beating dogs in the water. Torches and dung forks flew, chasing the rotting corpses that were gradually receding to the graveyard behind Yizhuang. go.

Seeing this scene, Wu Gao, who had just distributed the special bullets that Su Che threw to him, was completely dumbfounded. I am still making preparations before the battle. If you beat back the carrion chasing corpses alone, how can we do this? What a mess?

"These are just appetizers. The really scary place is the cemetery behind Yizhuang! The corpse soars into the sky, and it's scary to look at! It even smells like Tengteng Town!" Kuang Cheng spoke beside Wu Gao with a sullen face, and he was thinking about the coffin The fungus was about to get it, but he was stabbed by a ghost that suddenly appeared, which made him extremely depressed.

Wu Gao's face turned gloomy, he looked up at the mountain shrouded in mist and sighed, "It's okay for me to catch criminals, but catching ghosts... is not the right major at all!"

Jiang Tianming and Cao Yan were replacing the bullets and refilling the clips, when they heard Wu Gao's voice, a wry smile appeared on their faces.

It was agreed to search for the missing anchor, but inexplicably broke into the ghosts of the grave village, and encountered a big battle by the villagers of the grave village to eradicate the Wutong god...

TV shows can't do that.

Yizhuang is not far from Fenzhai Village. Walking out of the village entrance along the dirt road, you only need to walk two to three hundred meters, and you will see two small courtyards surrounded by low walls.

There was a large pool of blood in front of the gate of Yizhuang, which seemed to be the last trace left by the fat woman covered in abscesses. The thin wooden door had been smashed into pieces, and the two unpainted coffins fell to the ground, screaming. There was a muffled sound of impact.

Fortunately, the coffin nails nailed by the two doctors at the epidemic prevention station were strong enough, and the contents inside would not be revealed for a while.

With a dangerous smile on Su Che's face, he stepped into the cemetery, hacking straight on the coffin with the chainsaw in his hand. While the sawdust was flying, the thing that could hit the coffin suddenly stopped moving.

Until Su Che sawed open the coffin board and saw the stiff zombie inside, with fangs growing out of his mouth and extremely long and sharp black fingernails, he smiled all over his face, "I heard that little brother, you want to uncover the coffin?"

The zombie in the coffin frantically shook its head and tried to close the coffin boards sawn by Su Che.

Kicking over the coffin, "Come out!"

The sharp cutting chain rolls up sawdust and plunges straight into the eyes of the zombie. Looking at the chainsaw entwined with blazing blue arcs and spinning wildly, it lies in the coffin obediently and pretends to be dead.

Wang Wang Wang!

The big black dog that had been closely following Su Che roared wildly. Su Che dragged the chainsaw and cut the coffin horizontally. He pointed at the zombie lying in the coffin and said, "Come on, Xiaobai!"

Wang Wang Wang!

The stinky saliva dripped from the mouth, the green light in the dog's eyes became more intense, and the big black dog opened its mouth full of fangs and viciously bit down on the zombie lying in the coffin, pretending to be dead.

Then it was dumbfounded.

A bite on the hard zombie was like facing hard granite. Not only did the big black dog fail to bite the zombie, but it almost lost its teeth.

The big black dog is a little self-closing, the eyes of the dog looking at Su Che are full of emotions like I am not a human, but you are really a dog.

"Tsk, the teeth are not good at such a young age!" Su Che shook his head at the big black dog, and sawed the dead zombie into two pieces.

Kuang Cheng, Wu Gao and others who had just followed Su Che's footsteps to Yizhuang saw Su Che sawing the zombie in half. Before they could react, Su Che gestured to another unpainted coffin Said, "It's just in time for you to come, I'll show you a magic trick."

The chainsaw was aimed at the middle of the coffin and pressed down hard. The thing lying in the coffin seemed to sense the danger approaching and began to struggle desperately.

The dull impact sound became louder and louder, until the chainsaw completely sawed the coffin from the middle, and the turbid liquid dripped out from the sawn gap of the coffin and fell to the ground, and the movement in the coffin completely disappeared.

The suspended coffin broke from it, and a sawn-in-two zombie crawled out of it, dragging the foul-smelling corpse fluid for a meter or two, and fell down with a bang, unable to get up again.

"Alas...the magic failed." Su Che walked out of Yizhuang with a sigh.

Everyone in the Ghost Talk Association has long been familiar with this, but Wu Gao and the others silently dripped two cold sweats on their foreheads, good guy, Wu Gao called him a good guy in his heart.

Why are you so proficient?

You also said that you are not a psycho killer!

The villagers of Grave Village who arrived afterward gathered outside the Yizhuang, and the burning torches dyed half of the sky red. They followed Su Che to kill the attacking carrion corpses, and their morale was very high.

However, the next moment, they suddenly discovered that a strange black mist was rushing from the graveyard behind Yizhuang, and pairs of evil eyes with red light emerged from the black mist.

The ghosts coming from the graveyard village were hindered, as if hitting an invisible wall of air, bypassing the two sides of the graveyard behind Yizhuang.

The two lanterns in front of the gate of Yizhuang darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye under the erosion of ghosts and monsters. The torches that dyed half of the sky red were clearly distinguished from the eyes that shone red in the black mist gushing out.

"Amazing! Unexpectedly, the Wutong God in the back mountain can resist the erosion of ghosts and monsters. It seems that even if it is not a red-clothed ghost, it is almost the same as a red-clothed ghost!"

Su Che's applause seemed to stimulate a strange existence in the black mist. A pair of eyes the size of an adult's fist emerged from the black mist, flashing red light, and stared at him with extremely evil eyes, motionless. Su Che.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll stab your eyes with a saw?" Su Che challenged the evil eyes that appeared in the black mist.

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To be honest, Wu Gao already admires Su Che a little.

Seeing the evil eyes shining red all over the mountains and plains, Wu Gao and the others felt terrified.

The two Yizhuang lanterns in front of you are getting darker and darker, and the darkness is gradually enveloping. Even the torches that dye half of the sky in red gradually lose their color, leaving only the crackling sound of the torch fat.

Wu Gao and the others were sweating involuntarily, while Su Che still provoked the terrifying existence in the black mist like a normal person.

I, Captain Wu, would like to call you an outlaw fanatic!

"This ghost is a bit powerful. Be careful. It's best to stay close to Brother Ye. Don't leave the range of the paper lamp. He may attack you." Su Che said to Kuang Cheng who was beside him.

Kuang Cheng nodded solemnly. The feeling that this ghost, who was regarded as a five-handed god by the villagers of the grave village, gave him was even scarier than the monster with a cursed human face on the cruise ship Jianghai No. 422.

Under the influence of the surging black mist, the villagers of the tomb village gathered around Su Che had undergone strange changes. Their expressions became crazy and ferocious, their sharp fangs pierced their lips and revealed a bloodthirsty aura. Spread quickly.

In a short period of time, they became even more horrifying. Even Wu Gao, who had experienced many battles, was startled by their sudden and terrifying changes.

However, the strange changes did not stop. A thick white mist that was completely different from the black mist floated out of the graveyard village. After only a few breaths, the graveyard village and even the surrounding mountains and forests were covered. Completely shrouded.

The woman in the plain white dress appeared again, but the plain white dress on her body had turned red at some point, as if the dry and cracked land, scarlet blood flowed from the cracks, staining the plain white dress. red.

"You're here!" Su Che looked at the woman in the blood-stained white dress, and greeted her as if she were an old acquaintance.

Su Che felt the resentment emanating from the woman in the blood-stained dress. This emotion was not only aimed at the villagers of the graveyard village present, but also at the owner of those evil eyes that were shining red.

It's just that the living sacrifice ceremony was forcibly interrupted by Su Che, and the resentment and pain in it seemed to have changed.

"It hurts...it hurts...I hurt...my body hurts..."

Scarlet blood flowed out from the cracks in the body, ticking like drops of water on the ground, making a crisp sound, its sound was still so painful and desperate.

"What... what's going on?" Wu Gao opened his eyes wide, looking at the female ghost that appeared with the white fog with intense horror.

Feeling bad in his heart, Wu Gao kept his finger on the trigger and dared not let it go, "Mr. Su, how many ghosts are there in this village?"

Wu Gao's questioning was not loud, but Su Che heard it clearly. After thinking for a while, he replied, "There are not many ghosts, only three."

Hearing this, Wu Gao pondered in his heart, "The one I met in the village, counting the Wutong evil god and this female ghost now, there are exactly three, it seems that there are only these!"

call......

Breathing out a foul breath, Wu Gao tensed his nerves.

But the second half of Su Che's sentence came out, "If you add the villagers who turned into zombies, there are only two or three hundred non-human things."

Wu Gao: "???"

The red-clothed female ghost in a blood-stained long dress has already entered the back mountain. The darkness as black as ink is intertwined with the white fog, eroding away towards the cemetery in the back mountain of Yizhuang.

The evil eyes that glowed red flickered violently, and under the erosion of the darkness around the female ghost in red, the trees in the cemetery on the back mountain of Yizhuang quickly withered and rotted.

Su Che saw the true face of the Wutong God hidden in the black mist. It was a wooden statue dripping with blood, as if soaked in blood. A crack opened from the head of the wooden statue down to the whole body, as if it had been soaked in blood. As if something had split through it.

Bloody arms suddenly protruded from the wooden statue.

But that was not enough, and then a second bloody arm came out, and a third, and a fourth, and a fifth, and a sixth, and when the sixth bloody arm came out of the wooden statue, its movement It stopped suddenly, and then two ferocious and ferocious heads popped out.

When the female ghost in red walked into the cemetery in the back mountain, the three-headed and six-armed Wutong Shenmu statue suddenly stopped in front of it.