No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

One head was facing the female ghost in red, while the other two were staring at Su Che and the other people around him.

At the same time, the eyes of the dead men covered with arms gleamed with evil red light, and they crawled out of the ground one after another.

Almost at the same time when all this happened, Su Che moved. He rushed into the cemetery at the back mountain with a chainsaw in his hand, and headed straight for the Wutong Shenmu statue.

The gathered villagers of Tomb Village had already turned into the zombies that Su Che had when he entered the village, with their fangs wide open and their bloodthirsty eyes undiminished.

Only this time, they were on Su Che's side.

It is our honor to be Mr. Su's dog!

And the six criminal police officers in Nanhe also raised their loaded guns. The two hundred rounds of ammunition were divided equally between the six, and each person had more than thirty rounds, enough to fill five magazines.Although it is not abundant, it is barely enough.

"Fight!"

As soon as Wu Gao gritted his teeth, he drew out his gun and fired at the dead man crawling out of the cemetery in the back mountain.

"Okay, let's fight!" Jiang Tianming and Cao Yan also growled.

"You protect the villagers in the grave village and the two doctors at the epidemic prevention station!" After reloading a magazine, Wu Gao turned his head and explained to the other three criminal policemen while taking advantage of the gap between reloading.

"Okay, Team Wu!" They nodded.

Only Ye Bin, who was holding a paper lamp, was at a loss, and the three philosophical questions of life kept appearing in his mind: Who am I?Where am I?What am I going to do?

Before he could free himself from the three philosophical questions of life, he found himself pulled over by Kuang Cheng, "Follow us, and be careful not to lose the president's paper lantern, we all have to rely on Only this lamp can leave Grave Village alive!"

The female ghost in red walked into the cemetery in the back mountain, and the black mist and the dense white mist had begun to intertwine and merge with each other, and the dead people crawling out of the mud had already become one with the villagers of the grave village who had turned into zombies.

Well, literally mingle.

At this moment, the Wutong Shenmu statue with bloody three heads and six arms reached out and grabbed the female ghost in red in front of him.

However, this was of no use. The cracked lines on the female ghost in red instantly spread to the bloody limbs growing out of the Wutong Shenmu statue.

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

Painful wailing, engulfed in creepy resentment, swept towards the wooden statue of the Wutong God. The bloody limbs that grew out of it were split inch by inch, and then pulled from the wooden statue abruptly by the red-clothed female ghost down.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The scream of pain, which was almost as painful as that of the female ghost in red, echoed from the Wutong Shenmu statue.

However, at this moment, Su Che, who was holding a chainsaw, jumped up high, and the blazing blue arc crazily rotated on the cutting chain, engulfed by the whistling mountain wind, and ruthlessly chopped on the five-handed tree with three heads. neck.

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The cutting chain wrapped around the blazing blue electric arc was firmly chopped on the neck of the Wutong Shenmu statue. The cutting chain rotated rapidly, the blazing blue electric arc crackled, and the sound of the wood breaking was very clear in the increasingly noisy cemetery of the back mountain. .

A cloud of grayish black air emanated from the crack cut by Su Che in the Wutong Shenmu statue, and then quickly filled the black mist in the cemetery behind the mountain.

The moment at the cemetery in the back mountain became even colder.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Under the successive blows from Su Che and the female ghost in red, the evil red light in the pupils of the Wutong Shenmu statue flourished, and the whole wooden statue was cracked with fine cracks, stained with blood.

The female ghost in red who tore off the Wutong Shenmu, like six bloody arms, did not stop moving forward. It walked towards the cemetery in the back mountain step by step. The dress was dyed redder.

It was gouged out, and the pain and resentment that filled its eyes did not decrease by half, and it completely poured out towards the five-handed god tree statue.

The thick white fog gushing out from the grave village completely enveloped the cemetery in the back mountain, and the villagers who turned into zombies disappeared in the white fog, and started a good show of ghosts and ghosts with the dead crawling out of the cemetery.

Gray black air continued to emerge from the gap in the shoulders of the Wutong Shenmu statue, and slowly penetrated into the body of the dead man crawling out of the cemetery. They began to tremble, and as the gray black air entered the body, the rotten body of the dead man The corpses gradually became fuller, and together with the evil red light in their eyes, the pale, rotting human hands growing behind them stretched into the black and white thick fog like octopuses.

What's more, they rushed down the graveyard, heading towards the living villagers of the graveyard village and the six criminal policemen who were standing firmly at the foot of the hill.

The flames of bullets flashed from time to time, and in the firepower net of six pistols, few dead men with pale, rotting hands on their backs broke through the line of defense.

And everyone from the Guild of Ghost Story had already surrounded Ye Bin in the middle, and with the help of the glowing candlelight of the paper lantern, they entered the cemetery in the back mountain and caught up with Su Che.

The Wutong Shenmu statue, which was hit by the chainsaw in Su Che's hand with all its strength, was like a frightened bird. Blazing blue arcs jumped on the Wutong Shenmu statue, and the crackling electric sparks almost illuminated the thick black and white fog.

Kuang Cheng gasped, thinking Mr. Su is too outrageous, how long has it been since he joined the battle?Are you going to kill the Wutong evil god in Grave Village?

Fortunately, Kuang Cheng's surprise didn't stay for too long.

As soon as he appeared, the wooden statue of the five-handed god was beaten back to its original shape by Su Che and the female ghost in red. The wooden statue of the five-handed god exploded, dripping blood and sawdust scattered in all directions, and a terrifying ghost figure emerged from the wooden statue of the five-handed god.

The first target it attacked was the members of the Ghost Story Association gathered around the paper-made light. The red-lit evil pupils shuttled through the black mist, and appeared within the range of the paper-made light in the blink of an eye.

However, in the next second, the flames of the paper-made lantern flickered crazily, and the black mist containing the evil eyes that shone red seemed to touch the water stains of the red-hot iron pot, and green smoke curled up.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa than!" This was the third time it screamed in pain.

A few traces of confusion flashed in the bloodthirsty and evil eyes, and it was nothing more than being crushed by the female ghost in red. What does it mean that you living people are more powerful than ghosts?

Su Che didn't give time for the ghost figure to appear from the Wutong Shenmu statue to suspect the ghost. The moment he saw the ghost figure rushing towards the members of the Ghost Story Association under the paper lamp, he made a short sprint with all his strength, and his whole body was enveloped in black and white. Running swiftly in the foggy back mountain cemetery.

The chainsaw frantically turning the cutting chain in his hand directly slashed at the ghost of Wutongshen who was a little stunned under the light of the paper-wrapped lamp candle. The saw directly tore a breath, and the blazing blue arc collided and shattered, causing the pair of evil eyes that shone with red light to tremble.

But the image of Wutong Shengui didn't seem to feel pain. He tilted his head and looked at Su Che with evil eyes that flashed red, with a ferocious smile on his mouth.

The thick black fog gathered, and it turned around and merged into the bodies of the villagers of the grave village who had been turning into zombies. Its face was gradually turning black, and then its skin was ripped open, and a rotten corpse smell emitted, and then six sticks protruded from behind it. The bloody arm grabbed the dung fork and attacked Su Che.

The dung fork swept head-on with a pungent stench. Su Che waved the chainsaw to push it away. Under the explosive power of short-distance sprints and the physical strength brought by the endurance specialization, he was handed over by the ghostly upper body zombie villager. The dung fork in the bag was directly blown out by Su Che.

The sharp chainsaw penetrated into its abdominal cavity and stirred desperately, and the spreading electric arc exploded.

"A ghost without a body, it's a pity that I left that bloody scalpel on the Jianghai 422 cruise ship, but..." The chainsaw in his hand turned into black smoke and dissipated, and many gaps were broken The butcher's knife appeared in Su Che's hand.

The humming butcher's knife has a strong desire for Wutongshen Guiying. Ever since the blade was cracked by the monster with a human face on the Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship, the aura of red clothes on this butcher's knife has become extremely weak. It has even reached the edge of being scrapped.

The pig-killing knife appeared in Su Che's hand, and the red-clothed female ghost's attention instantly shifted from the shadow of the Wutong God to the pig-killing knife in Su Che's hand, and the pain and resentment in the eyes that were bleeding profusely suddenly After a moment of stagnation, it suddenly opened its thick wet long hair under the plain white dress stained red by blood, and rolled towards the butcher's knife in Su Che's hand.

"You, you always want to cause me some accidents, don't you see that I am helping you deal with the evil spirit of Wutong?" Su Che passed the butcher's knife obliquely in his hand, cutting off the curly long wet hair. into two sections, and then cast a hateful look at the female ghost in red.

The female ghost in red was undecided, her bleeding eyes were fixed on the butcher's knife without wavering at all.

Su Che sighed, threw out the long black umbrella, and Zhang Yi appeared again in a black dress, "You two should have a good chat first!"

A huge mouth full of fangs emerged from under the umbrella, and without hesitation, it bit the female ghost in red. Facing the female ghost in red, Zhang Yi's heart beat very fast, and it kept ringing.

The appearance of Zhang Yi made the female ghost in red stop walking towards the cemetery in the back mountain. Its eyes full of pain and resentment glanced back and forth between the pig knife in Su Che's hand and Zhang Yi, and finally decided to go to the cemetery. Wutongshen ghost continued to chase away.

Ye Bin was sweating profusely, and said to himself, "Sure enough, he is indeed the [-]th generation descendant of Maoshan Taoist priests. The terrifying red-clothed female ghost turned around and left after being frightened by him!"

The anti-five evil gods alliance that was on the verge of collapse cooperated again, and Su Che quietly released Huang Xiaoying in the blood-stained high heels, "I entrust you with a difficult task, wait until you sneak up on the female ghost in red, Can it be made into a doll?"

Huang Xiaoying lingered in front of Su Che, looking at the strong fear in the eyes of the female ghost in red, and then shook her head very firmly.

"You are really embarrassing, oh no...you are a ghost!" Su Che squinted his eyes and looked at the red-clothed female ghost who was chasing after the shadow of the Wutong God, "Why don't you do this, I will wait for you Throw your high-heeled shoes directly at it, and then you take the opportunity to show up and grab it, okay?"

Huang Xiaoying's eyes were dull.

What are you talking about?

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The two female ghosts, Zhang Yi and Huang Xiaoying, headed towards the female ghost in red, while Su Che faced the shadows of the five-handed gods fleeing between the corpses of the dead and the zombie villagers of the grave village.

"Why are you running? Come here and let me slash you!" Su Che shouted while chasing, "I slashed you so many times with a chainsaw, but I haven't seen anything happen to you. What's wrong with letting me slash you with another knife? You will not die!"

Wutongshen Guiying, the whole ghost is stupid, there are so many headless dead souls entangled on the blade of the knife in your hand, and the terrifying aura of the red-clothed ghost is so obvious, the fool let you cut it.

Bang.

The blazing blue arc struck a rotting corpse that was upper bodyed by the ghost of the five-handed god, and the sparks splashed everywhere, causing the evil red light of the ghost's eyes to tremble violently. The butcher's knife flew towards him and decapitated the carrion owl with one blow.

Muddy and viscous corpse liquid gushed out from the neck of the carrion corpse, disgusting maggots sprinkled all over the corpse liquid flowing out of the neck of the carrion corpse, and ghosts of five powers emerged from the head of the carrion corpse soaring into the sky, and turned to find the nearest The upper body of the zombie villager in Grave Village.

But Su Che was faster than it, and threw the little hen in the chicken coop to the ghost of Wutong God like lightning.

Cuckoo!

The little hen, who was acting as an ostrich and turned a deaf ear to the horrific and supernatural events that were happening before her eyes, was instantly frightened. As soon as the head of the chicken hidden under the wings stretched out, she saw two evil spirits shrouded in black mist that shone with red light. eye pupil.

In mid-air, a ghost and a chicken looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.

"It's up to you, the little hen, smash it!" Su Che waved the pointer and directed the little hen.

?

The little hen's dull eyes are full of doubts, I'm just an ordinary country little hen, do you, a hateful human being, have any misunderstandings about me?

The cold black mist was approaching, and the evil pupils were filled with a bloodthirsty red light, and the little hen suddenly felt a burst of pressure.

Flapping its wings, the little hen glides towards the ghostly shadow of Wutong, and its sharp beak ruthlessly pecks at the evil pupils of ghostly shadow of Wutong.

puff.

The evil eye full of bloodthirsty emotions was dimly extinguished under the pecking of the little hen, and the screams that were more painful than the previous three came out from the shadow of the Wutong God.

why!

why?

Why is a chicken so fierce!

One hit is sure to hit, the little hen flapped its wings and wanted to run away just like the time in Nanfeng Ghost Town, but unfortunately Su Che's pointer aimed at its ready-to-go blazing blue arc, so the little hen had to give up this plan, be nice He drew an arc in the air and fell into the chicken coop precisely and gracefully.

"That's right, your consciousness is very high!" After closing the chicken coop, Su Che nodded in satisfaction.

The little hen didn't want to talk to Su Che, it retracted its head into its wings and started acting like an ostrich again.

The five-handed god ghost who was pecked blind by a little hen suddenly fell into madness. Su Che shook his hand and gripped the handle of the butcher's knife, and while running with all his strength, the cold and watery blade of the butcher's knife reappeared faintly red mans.

Knife up and down.

The buzzing of the butcher's knife can be heard endlessly.

Click.

Wutong Shenguiying's other intact evil eye pupil was completely cut in half from the middle, and it was slowly cracking.

From the faint red glow on the surface of the pig-killing knife, countless mournful cursing, begging for mercy, and screams came out, and it was like a long whale sucking water, swallowing up the black mist that wrapped the ghost of the Wutong God.

The crack that was broken by the blood-colored steel wire of the Jianghai 422 cruise ship recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost at the same time, the black mist covering the cemetery in the back mountain dissipated, and those dead people who climbed out of the grave fell powerlessly in the mud. , rapid rot and stench.

Boom!

A flash of thunder flashed across the sky, and in an instant there was torrential rain, and the female ghost in red, who was carrying endless resentment and pain, let out a shrill cry.