No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"The boss of this black factory is really a stingy dog. He can't even sleep well without the air conditioner." Bao Jianye couldn't help scolding his mother.

Before he could take off his drenched clothes, he found that the eyelid of his right eye, which had danced all night during the night shift, hadn't stopped.

He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: What's the matter, I didn't get sick after working the night shift for two consecutive months, right?

Just when Bao Jianye was suspicious, thinking that he was suffering from some incurable disease, and even thinking about how to explain the funeral, a text message suddenly popped up on the mobile phone he placed by the bed, and he frowned and unlocked the phone screen. Click on the SMS page.

When he saw the content of the text message, Bao Jianye couldn't help being stunned. It was actually a text message from his younger brother Bao Jianping who went south to Haicheng to work.

The content of the text message was very short. It was roughly about what happened to Bao Jianping recently. He felt that he might not be able to overcome this hurdle. He wanted Bao Jianye to take good care of his parents who were farming in his hometown in case something happened to him.

It is not so much a text message as it is a suicide note sent to him by his younger brother Bao Jianping.

He hurriedly dialed Bao Jianping, wanting to ask him what happened, but no matter how he dialed, Bao Jianping was always on a busy tone.

In desperation, he could only edit a text message and send it: You can tell me if there is anything you can't get past, and don't do stupid things too much.

The phone call couldn't be reached, but the text message was answered quickly.

'You can't help me, I caused this incident myself, no one can help me, my time is running out, so be it...'

Bao Jianye continuously sends text messages:

What is it?Say it quickly!

I'll come to Haicheng to find you right away.

Why don't you reply me?

Speak up, Jianping!

......

Seven or eight text messages were sent in a row, but Bao Jianping never gave any reply, and Bao Jianye was completely panicked.

Without taking off his soaked clothes, Bao Jianye rushed out of the dormitory in a state of anxiety, and reported to the police station near the factory if he wanted to run.

But before he ran down the dormitory building, the phone rang. Looking at the number, it was his father who was a farmer in his hometown.

As soon as the phone was connected, a hoarse voice came from the other end, "Jianye...your brother Jianping has gone, come back quickly."

"Go?" Bao Jianye's brain was a little down, and he asked subconsciously, "Where did you go?"

"..." The other end of the phone was silent for a long time before continuing with a hoarse voice, "Your brother Bao Jianping has passed away."

When Bao Jianye heard this, his head thumped, and he hurriedly asked, "When did it happen?"

"The day before yesterday, the Haicheng police called me and your mother. We are rushing to our hometown with your brother. If you have anything to say, wait until you go back to your hometown. Come back soon..."

Bao Jianye could no longer hear the words behind him. He stared at the screen of the mobile phone, his face covered with cold sweat reflected on it turned pale, and the blood in his whole body suddenly turned cold.

I don't know if it was Bao Jianye's illusion, but he felt that the eyelid of his pulsating right eye was twitching faster, and the strange humming sound echoing in his ears became more obvious.

"He died the day before yesterday, so who was the one who texted me just now? Could it be a ghost?"

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Baiping Town, where the sun is rising three poles.

Under the maintenance of the police officers of the Baiping Town Police Station headed by Zhu Yuan, Baiping Town is now shrouded in a ghost-beating wall, and people inside can't get out and people outside can't get in. due order.

Of course, as the Ghost Festival approached, more and more strange things happened in Baiping Town, but they were all resolved by Zhu Yuan and the policeman relying on the one-time consecrated mahogany sword equipment left by Su Che before. There is no continuous spread of fear, causing too much trouble.

"It was said that I only went out for one day, but now it's been three days, and I don't know what kind of trouble Mr. Su and the others have encountered." Zhu Yuan didn't worry about Su Che and his party capsized in the gutter, after all, Su Che never Since Huanggang Village ghost spirit rescued him, what he has done is outrageous and beyond words.

He could only express his deepest emotion by saying in his heart, "Sure enough, it's Jiangcheng ghost's sorrow".

With the engineering team sent by Dongjiang Guoan traveling day and night and working [-] hours a day, Su Che proposed to build it in the north of Baiping Town to deal with the Beimen Xie's containment building code-named "South Wall". It's nearing completion.

"I hope it will be useful. The Ghost Festival is only a few days away. If you can't solve Beimenxie's supernatural incident, you can only do it hard." Carefully took out the blue-gray wall tiles entrusted by Su Che. Yuan walked quickly outside Baiping Town with a solemn mood.

[Containment container number: 9547]

[Permanent Containment Fortification of Antique City Wall in Baiping Town, Shuangqing City (Code Name: South Wall)]

[Container details: The texture is a permanent fortification of concrete structure, 37.5 meters long, 12 meters high, and 4 meters wide. copies, source unknown.It has been measured that this item can greatly suppress the ghost Beimenxie belonging to the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival event. When it is mixed with the closed city wall structure, it can completely contain and suppress Beimenxie. The principle is unknown. 】

[The storage container is suitable for lightning strike wood, peach wood sword, and spell entries, and should be attributed to traditional evil spirits and evil spirits]

[Note: This containment container is a permanent fortification with a concrete structure. The current estimated aging life is 150 years. When the service life of the containment container reaches [-]% of the estimated life, it will be maintained as usual. 】

(This containment container is held by the Sixth Office of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service, code-named Burial Authority.)

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Su Che, who had just left Yuanjialing not long ago, of course didn't know the news that the 'South Wall' north of Baiping Town, which could kill Beimen Xie on the spot, was about to be completed.

The group of people who have temporarily lost the 714 bus as a means of transportation can only walk back to the tourist town under Yunshan mountain.

It's just... How dare Gu Fei and Shen Jingfen, who saw Kuang Cheng and Qian Fatty's terrifying appearance last night, continue to approach them?

Seeing the pure white wedding dress of the wedding dress ghost shine in the first ray of sunlight in the morning, and the ghostly bride flying all over the sky disappear together, and after knowing from the conversation between Chai Qian and Su Che that the supernatural incident caused by the wedding dress ghost has almost been resolved, they Make up your mind to find a chance to get out of it.

Originally, Chai Qian had the idea of ​​recruiting Su Che, but when he saw the ID card faintly protruding towards him from Su Che's pocket, and the death card that was put together by Su Che and the ID card, the origin and destination were erased. When he circled the train ticket, his pupils constricted violently, and he had to give up this tempting idea.

"Good guy, according to Mr. Su's ferocity, why have I never heard of this character's deeds in the bureau before, as if he just came out of nowhere? And... there is also the death train Where did he get the ticket?" Chai Qian wanted to break his head, but he couldn't figure out how Su Che was related to the death train.

Since Su Che didn't want to expose his identity, Chai Qian was naturally happy to play dumb, and soon left with Gu Fei and Shen Jingfen who had witnessed many supernatural events.

As for Jiang Gang, who was entangled first by Yuan Yi, who was resurrected by the ghost, to be honest, seeing Yuan Yi rise from the body of the fool, Su Che really can't guarantee that Jiang Gang will be fine like this, and because Jiang Gang is Because he didn't dare to drive a taxi during the Ghost Festival, he simply called the company and asked for a half-month long vacation, making up his mind not to run around with Su Che and his party during this time.

After all, if people are unlucky enough to drink cold water, they will get stuffed between their teeth. It's not even the ghost festival yet, and they're running into ghosts one after another. When the ghost festival comes, I don't know what outrageous things will happen. He really doesn't have the guts to leave Su Che easily a group of people.

Tang Xun also wanted to run away.

Since he met Su Che and his party on the intercity bus bound for Shuangqing, in less than a week, running into ghosts and evil spirits has become as simple as eating and drinking for him, especially when he was on the bus last night. He was also attacked by Yuan Yi, who had returned from the ghost, and almost lost his life.

It's a pity that he only dared to think about it. Before the road-asking ghost was completely dealt with, the people who followed Su Che only lost half of their lives. If he was entangled by the road-asking ghost alone, ten lives would not be enough for him to die!

"It's over, it's over, I'm completely over, how can I return to the ordinary life of working ashes on construction sites in the future?"

At first, Tang Xun just wanted to get rid of the tragic situation of being haunted by ghosts asking for directions, but he got involved in more supernatural events by accident, and his worldview was strongly impacted. It is quite normal to have this kind of mentality.

But Yang Biao, who was involved in more and more supernatural events, behaved completely differently from Tang Xun. He had just come out of Yuanjialing and had not had time to escape from the dead. Fortunately, he was relieved.

He knelt down and kowtowed to Su Che on the spot, "Master Su, oh no... Daoist Su begs you to accept me as an apprentice, I also want to learn Maoshan technique!"

Everyone in the Guai Tan Association looked at him like a fool, and secretly said with emotion, "Another person who was limped by the president."

After a while of consolation, Yang Biao realized that if he wanted to enter Maoshan to practice orthodox Maoshan art, he must have at least a master's degree and pass the civil service examination to obtain a place in Maoshan today. Only Yang Biao with a high school education The dream of learning the orthodox Maoshan technique to slay demons...shattered.

"President, is it a bit unreasonable for you to fool him like this?" Kuang Cheng asked Su Che in a low voice.

Su Che replied righteously, "I didn't fool him. If you don't believe me, go and check the recruitment requirements of Maoshan Taoist priests yourself!"

Regardless of whether the Maoshan that Yang Biao understands is the same as the Maoshan that Su Che said, after busying all night to complete all the three tasks in the backlog, Su Che's stretched ammunition reserve has finally become abundant.

'Dear Mr. Su, your courier has been shipped, tracking number: 49320698225, please pay attention to sign for receipt. '

'Dear Mr. Su, your courier has been shipped, tracking number: 25326017829, please pay attention to sign for receipt. '

'Dear Mr. Su, your courier has been shipped, tracking number: 57980624716, please pay attention to sign for receipt. '

A series of three courier text messages popped up from the phone screen, making Su Che's originally good mood a little annoyed. The hip-pull system clearly knows that others are in Shuangqing, but continues to send mission rewards by courier. Isn't this clearly playing on people's mentality?

"Now there are still a few days before the Ghost Festival in July and a half of the lunar calendar, and it is not impossible to return to Jiangcheng to pick up the courier. After all, the so-called Old Customer's Ghost Festival mission only needs to be done in the early morning of the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month. Just arrive at Linyuan Village earlier." Su Che thought to himself.

Of course, apart from the need to go back to Jiangcheng to pick up the courier, the ghost lying across the Shanglinshan Tunnel on the Qingnan Expressway is also something that Su Che will never forget.

Whether it was the scene he saw on the red-clothed ghost on the hell train, or the ghosts who died in a car accident in the misty mist before entering Yuanjialing last night, it seemed that the same misty fog and hell train outside the Shanglinshan Tunnel had nothing to do with it. It has something to do with the ghost town outside the platform.

But the most important point is the death money that is even more terrifying because of the removal of the death pendulum clock. With the black book recording "Qi Si Shi Si: Life Money", the life money changes from time to time in the gaps between the yellowed papers. Many, Su Che has clearly felt that Han Jinlin in the black book is getting more and more difficult to control the strange talk of buying money for life.

If you continue to let it go, unless Su Che goes and spreads the money for life, the money for life will eventually get out of control completely.

So now he has only two choices, either find a way to transform Han Jinlin into a red-clothed ghost, or return to the Shanglin Mountain Tunnel, complete the life-buying favorability task, and find a way to completely control the life-buying money.

Obviously, Su Che chose to return to the Shanglin Mountain Tunnel. After all, once Han Jinlin becomes a red-clothed ghost, at the current level of the other small fish and shrimps in the Ghost Story Association except him, the next time they enter the World of Ghost Story, I am afraid that they will be killed. Group destroyed.

"President, where are we going next? In addition... the salary increase that was mentioned before the association's team building... My old K risked his life last night, don't you think?" Kuang Cheng rubbed his fingers and laughed.

Su Che glanced at the crowd, "Go back to Jiangcheng first, the Ghost Festival is only a few days away, so we need to prepare some props to celebrate the Ghost Festival in advance."

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When Li Cheng's down brain returned to his senses, it seemed like a long time had passed, but it seemed like only a second had passed.

He could still clearly feel the icy cold feeling of being pushed suddenly by something behind him.

"This touch...it was that ghost doll that pushed me just now!" Li Cheng was in a panic and felt a little at peace.

Frightened and frightened, he chose a seat close to the place where he was pushed into the car just now, and Li Cheng slowly got up the courage to observe the tram he was in.

The carriage was very empty, and there were still only the five passengers he saw at first, but those five passengers didn't seem to have seen Li Cheng get on the car, and they didn't even look at him.

Li Cheng glanced out of the car again, and found that the deserted and abandoned platform when he got on the car had disappeared outside the car, and what caught his eyes was the endless wilderness and dense forest, with no sign of living things at all.

Then he turned his attention to the other five passengers in the carriage. These five passengers were old and young, and the closest to him were two girls dressed as middle school students. They were rarely seen around in Li Cheng's clothes, but they made people He is very familiar with the sailor school uniform, and in front of him is a silver-haired old man wearing a fisherman's hat with age spots on his face. The other two are wearing black jackets at the front of the car Vicious, one can tell at a glance that they are not kind men and women.

Seeing the five strange passengers in the carriage, Li Cheng was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to speak up.

The tram continued on.

At this time, Li Cheng suddenly heard two girls dressed as middle school students sitting in front of him talking in a low voice. Although Li Cheng couldn't understand what they were talking about, he could see through their slightly trembling bodies and the uneasy eyes that they looked around from time to time. Li Chengneng could vaguely sense the palpable fear of these two middle school girls.

"Wait...they have been holding their mobile phones, as if they are in contact with the outside world." Li Cheng suddenly had a new discovery, and he was staring at the mobile phones that were constantly pressed in the hands of the two middle school girls .

Sure enough, as he had guessed, the two middle school girls had been communicating with the outside world through their mobile phones. With this discovery, he quickly took out the mobile phone in his pocket that had been turned off to save power because there was no signal.

Turning on the phone and unlocking it all in one go, and then he was dumbfounded, "I'm not in the country, where did the signal come from?"

However, to his surprise, shortly after the phone was turned on, the familiar operator pop-up window appeared on the screen as the signal bar jumped.

There is no international roaming service, and there is still a mobile phone signal. Li Cheng knows that this is a proper supernatural event, but he has no other choice. Now that the two dolls in dresses are missing, he can save his life. The only hope for my life is this mobile phone that restores the signal.

Turning to the address book page, looking at the call records that had been interrupted before, he tentatively dialed.

Beep...beep...beep...

There were three short rings, and the phone was not answered immediately, but continued to ring.

Just when Li Cheng thought that the call was going to end without a problem, with a piercing hiss from the microphone, and the cold breath passing through the microphone, Li Cheng couldn't help shivering, and the call was finally connected.

"Li Cheng?" A hoarse male voice came from the microphone.