No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"There are doors everywhere. This haunted house is much weirder than when we left last time. It seems that the mirror soul is not useless." Su Che quickened his pace, and he could vaguely see the right side of the dark corridor all around. A boat-shaped coffin with a high front and a low rear is placed vertically.

He lifted the coffin board of the boat-shaped coffin, and the inside was empty, not to mention ghosts, not even a little superfluous thing could be seen.

"Boss Yuan, is this the project scene of the haunted house?" Su Che opened another coffin, and the inside was still the same.

Yuan He threw down the last can of fire extinguisher in his hand and said, "This scene is called the Tunnel of Horror. It is basically built in imitation of a tunnel. Usually, staff are arranged in these coffins to jump out suddenly when tourists approach to scare people. At the end of the tunnel is a The confined space arranged as a mourning hall needs to be deciphered to escape.”

"There are many ghosts in this place." Su Che glanced forward a few times.

Yuan He took a deep breath, "Are there so many ghosts? Last time, Mr. Su, you burned a large piece in the horror theater, and now there are so many. Where did they come from?"

"Who knows? Didn't you say that Mirror Soul turned into a waste that repeatedly screamed 'I'm cracked'? Maybe all the dirty things in the haunted house are cracked by it. !" Su Che's eyes flashed with excitement, he scanned the surrounding environment, his mentality was completely different from when he first entered the haunted house.

If at the beginning he was only here to help Yuan He retrieve other parts of his body, now he is more interested in turning the haunted house into such a mirror soul than the torso of Yuan He's body that he did not recover.

"If the ghosts in the entire haunted house are created by the mirror soul, as long as it is put into the black book, the progress of turning the fictional ghost stories written into reality will be greatly accelerated. We must not let it run away!" Su Che thought to himself.

Passing through the dense darkness ahead, and about to reach the end of the aisle, he and Yuan He saw dark blood stains on the ground, extending all the way to the bottom of the boat-shaped coffin not far ahead.

Su Che looked at the boat-shaped coffin that was rattling, as if something wanted to crawl out of it, couldn't help laughing, strode forward and knocked on the coffin board several times.

"The ghost in the coffin, tell the truth, do you want to scare us to death by suddenly appearing out of nowhere when we pass by you?"

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Yuan He's blood vessels tightened, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Young man, you can't scare people by doing this." Su Che continued earnestly, "The trick of hiding in the coffin and suddenly appearing to scare people has long been outdated. If I were you, I would hide above the coffin In the ceiling of the living room, waiting for the living person to come over with courage and tremblingly lift the coffin board, you suddenly fall from the ceiling, staring at him with eyes that are dying, it is really effective! I was scared to death by you."

Not only the ghost in the coffin, but even Yuan He, whose cerebral blood vessels were tense, was shocked. He didn't know what to say for a while, but he was stuck for a long time before he said quietly, "Mr. Su, how can you scare the ghost with such a serious face People... are they really good?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Che raised the coffin board again, and a foul-smelling blood mist sprayed out from the boat-shaped coffin, spreading towards him.

Su Che dodged sideways, and the pure white wedding dress in his hand, including the blood-stained bone-chopping knife wrapped in it, fell on his head and face. The boat-shaped coffin was smashed to pieces, and sawdust flew everywhere. Both are.

"What's the matter with you, little brother? I, Su, taught you how to scare people, and you just let me play this trick?" Su Che shouted loudly.

Originally, the dark corridor was relatively quiet except for the more and more dense footsteps, but now that Su Che made such a fuss, all the coffins in the mourning hall at the end of the corridor in front of them rang, not only that, but even the coffins in the rear had been surrounded by Su Che. One after another, the opened coffin boards also moved strangely, stacking layers upon layers, blocking the escape route.

"Good guy, one is not enough, you're still a ghost, right?" Su Che continued to tremble, "To be honest, I, Su, is a very elegant and easy-going person, but if you want to do this, you can't blame me, Su People crushed your bones to ashes, mixed them with rice, and fed them to dogs!"

There was no response to his words, only the stacked coffin boards that blocked the escape route kept approaching.

Seeing this situation, Su Che didn't even need to take the initiative to speak, the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground and the huge mouth full of fangs appeared instantly.

At this time, the more and more dense footsteps in the dark corridor stopped in unison, as if they realized that they had provoked something terrifying.

However, this is obviously too late.

"Damned to death!"

While shouting, Su Che threw the boat-shaped coffin, which had been smashed to pieces by him, towards the mourning hall at the end of the dark corridor.

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bang——

There was no sign at all, the smashed boat-shaped coffins fell from the sky, and directly knocked away the other coffins piled up in the mourning hall, revealing rows of strange figures.

They were dressed in rough gray linen clothes, their bodies were shriveled and thin, and their exposed skin was a oozing purple.

It wasn't until the flickering blazing blue arc of Professor Yang's pointer that Su Che had been holding in his hand erupted, and the sound of chirping like thousands of birds came through the air, that they recalled being beaten by an enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su, in a haunted house. dominated by fear.

Damn, this terrifying evil spirit in a white coat is actually the evil leader who fought in and out of the haunted house last time, and set fire to the fifth floor of the haunted house.

Dragging a pure white wedding dress wrapped with a blood-stained bone-cutting knife, the blazing blue arc of Professor Yang's pointer became brighter and brighter, and Su Che stepped forward. At this moment, all the strange footsteps in the haunted house stopped quietly, and only The movement of Su Che alone.

He looked at Su Che who looked like a ghost doctor crawling out of hell, and the two female ghosts beside him, Huang Xiaoying and Zhang Yi.

Who can stand this?

"I said you weren't quite arrogant just now, what are you running now?" Su Che looked impatient, and couldn't help frowning as he watched the ghosts flee wildly from the coffin.

Yuan He couldn't understand why these ghosts who came out of the coffin were so frightened that the shit would frighten them just after they met each other. He looked Su Che carefully from head to toe.

In Yuan He's eyes, if he didn't know Su Che's experience of killing ghosts along the way, just looking at the Li Rusong's human skin mask on his face, it looked particularly permeating, and there wasn't much horror.

Why do these ghosts react more when they see him than the lunatics from the Tarot Society...

Yuan He was puzzled by this.

"Mr. Su, you'd better be careful. That mirror soul is extremely ferocious when it's not turned into trash. When I stayed in the haunted house, I came into contact with it two or three times, and it almost died." Yuan He followed Su Che Said while continuing to move forward.

But when he found out that Su Che had kicked another cracked boat-shaped coffin in the corner of the mourning hall at the end of the dark passage, and found a secret way out of this haunted house scene, he decisively shut his mouth.

"What am I talking too much about? With his ferocity, the mirror soul can only be crushed again, how could it be possible to fight back?" Yuan He murmured in his heart.

Su Che first put the backpack into the dark passage and slid down, and the two female ghosts immediately entered it with gusts of sinister wind, and then he continued with Yuan He.

"This slide is quite long. Just now we were between the fifth and fourth floors of the haunted house. Now we are at..." Putting on the backpack and standing at the exit of the slide, Su Che saw It was a room where the walls, curtains, and floor were all covered in blood.

"This is a haunted house... Hey, does the haunted house have this room?"

Without Su Che's notice, Yuan He took the initiative to observe where the two of them were, "I remember, this is the staff lounge of the haunted house, and it's located on the first basement floor of the haunted house, True Evil Gate Ah, we obviously just came down from the fifth floor of the haunted house, and we reached the first basement floor of the haunted house in a blink of an eye!"

Su Che was deeply impressed by the first basement of the Daliuwan haunted house. When he watched the live broadcast of Long Wenhua's haunted house a few days ago, Long Wenhua first encountered the ghost named Zhang Wanning on the first basement of the haunted house.

"I heard that the murder case that shut down the Daliuwan Haunted House for rectification happened in the bathroom of the staff lounge on the first basement floor of the haunted house?" Su Che went to the staff lounge of the haunted house to observe carefully several times, and only after making sure that there were no ghosts around did he come out. asked aloud.

Yuan He replied without thinking, "That's right, it's here."

"right here?"

Su Che eagerly pushed open the bathroom door of the staff lounge. Before anyone could enter, thick blood flowed out through the crack in the bathroom door that Su Che pushed open. There's something in there that keeps them from coming near it.

"Mirror Soul is inside? It's not impossible!" Su Che withdrew his gaze, and slowly pushed the door open.

A cold breath rushed towards the face, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Followed by blood, densely packed, leaving no gaps in the scarlet blood, almost covering everything in the bathroom, walls, floors, ceilings, sinks, toilets... all covered in a layer of blood.

And in the middle of this completely covered layer of blood, there is a very regular side, with regular square cracks that continue to shatter, getting smaller and smaller, and finally only a mirror that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye is left with glass powder.

There was a figure on the mirror, blood-colored all over, without facial features, hair, or skin, like a monster made entirely of plasma.

"Hey, someone from me, Su, finally found you. Mirror Soul is you, right?" The corners of Su Che's mouth parted slightly, revealing a kind smile.

From the perspective of a normal person, Su Che, who is wearing the uniform of a crazy doctor and Li Rusong's human skin mask on his face, utters such words, it is extremely weird, even for Yuan and this former Tarot Society cult member. in the eyes of...

Is this something that a decent living person can do?

Su Che raised the blood-stained bone-chopping knife wrapped in the pure white wedding dress in his hand, and slammed it down on the blood-colored figure on the shattered mirror, while continuing to say with a smile on his face, "White candle, right?" Is it a mirror soul game? I’m cracked, right? To make such a big noise to scare people, right? Stealing Boss Yuan’s torso, right?”

With a blast of the hammer, the mirror under the bloody figure was shattered even more thoroughly.

Seeing this scene, Yuan He whispered in surprise, "Is it because I didn't wake up or the world has changed too fast, why do I feel that the mirror soul now just keeps repeating the words 'I'm cracked' than before?" Is the era even more wasteful?"

and......

At this very moment, the one who was being hammered by Su Che was completely blood-colored, without facial features, hair, or skin. It was completely like a figure made entirely of plasma...

Why does it look like your own torso?

"Mr. Su, please stop, hey, Mr. Su, please stop! The thing you are hammering now is my torso. Hurry up, hurry up, if you keep hitting it, it will be completely useless!" Yuan He screamed.

Su Che turned his head and blinked twice, "What? This thing is Boss Yuan's torso?"

Hearing the sound of fist-to-flesh beating constantly ringing in his ears, Yuan Hesheng nodded frantically.

Su Che couldn't help being silent. To be reasonable, no matter how many times he looked at it, he couldn't connect the bloody thing in front of him with Yuan He's torso, but when Yuan He said that it was his torso, he And inexplicably feel that this thing has a lot of similarities with Yuan Hejing.

"I really didn't realize that this thing is actually Boss Yuan's torso. Come here and take it away yourself."

While watching Yuan He take away his bloody torso with a look of lovelessness on his face, Su Che quietly observed the mirror soul that was shattered into a neat square of glass shards, he can be sure that the mirror soul still exists, and Right in front of this pile of broken glass slag.

"It's no wonder that the ghosts produced by this mirror soul look overwhelming, but each one is weaker than the other. They are all split into ghosts, and they can still stand up?" Su Che took out the black book and looked for it casually. A page of yellowed paper with no content recorded was pressed against the broken glass all over the floor.

The black mist filled the air, and the yellowed paper of this black book quickly became pitted and filled with square glass shards.

'Qi Lu Shi Wu: mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul mirror soul...'

Ant-sized, innumerable scarlet handwriting suddenly appeared on the entire piece of paper occupied by glass shards.

"Good guy, how many copies have you split into?"

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The spreading handwriting on the yellowed paper of the black book did not stop there, but continued to cover the two adjacent pages before gradually stopping.

After reading a few sheets of paper that were filled with broken glass, with nothing on them except for the two scarlet words of 'Mirror Soul', Su Che took a quick glance and put the black book away.

"Mr. Su, have you completely eliminated the mirror soul?" Yuan He rushed out as the bloody torso returned to its original position.

"Well, it's resolved." Su Che nodded.

Yuan Hezai carefully looked at the blood-red employee bathroom several times, and said thoughtfully, "This mirror soul is really like what you said, Mr. Su, it has been split into countless pieces. All kinds of ghosts, I have never seen such evil ghosts in my life..."

"It's even a little more evil than the Beimen evil in Baiping Town." He added.

Su picked up the pure white wedding dress and the blood-stained bone cutting knife wrapped in it, and then led Yuan He out of the staff lounge. He knew the layout of the first basement floor of the haunted house very well, and he could find the exit without hindrance without Yuan He leading the way. haunted house.

"Since you, Boss Yuan, have recovered the rest of your body, then we should start doing something serious now."

Yuan He was a little puzzled, "What serious business?"

"Of course it's the traitor Fool who completely eradicated the association." Su Che said bluntly.

Without the hindrance of the mirror soul, he and Yuan He left from the first basement of the haunted house without any hindrance, flipping through the information of the Tarot Club in their minds along the way.

[Hell level hidden side mission: Tarot Society]

[Part [-]: Horror Divination]

[The fate of a person is not static, but my future has already been determined. The divination game of death, do you want to come?When you touch it to start, there can only be one winner in this game of divination for death! 】

[Reward: Evil Divination Crystal Ball (Prediction? Prediction!)]

Whether it is the file information sent by Dongjiang Guoan to Su Che's mobile phone, or the members of the Tarot Society cult that Su Che encountered from Jiangcheng to Shuangqing, except for the former number one traitor hermit of the Tarot Society, other Tarot Society members who were bumped into by Su Che It is true that the members of the cult are unbearable.

Starting from Granny Meng, the man with the rip on the cruise ship Jianghai No. 422 in Yangping Ghost Harbor, the Hanged Man in Tombzhai Village, the Queen of Nanhe, and the rest of the Tarot Society cult that was killed by Su Che and the Hermit in Tangshan Reservoir Members, they gave Su Che the feeling that it was not a hell-level task at all.

Therefore, the only ones who can really pose a threat to Su Che are the number one traitors of the two generations of the Association, the Hermit and the Fool.

Now that the hermit has been completely hacked to death by the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, only the fool is still stubbornly resisting.