No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Who knows?"

Su Che shook his head inwardly, he had the experience of subduing ghosts, and he never believed too much in nonsense.

However, judging from the current situation, as the strange old man said, the remote mountain village in front of him is a very dangerous place. At this time, Lao Wangtou and others who are sitting on the bus No. 714 are anxious, and it is really impossible to survive until dawn tomorrow morning. too realistic.

"To change the question, are there many living people who broke into this place through the Shanglinshan Tunnel?" Su Che continued to ask.

I thought this was just a brief estimate of the horror of the red-clothed ghost in the Shanglinshan Tunnel, but I didn't expect that when he finished speaking, the strange old man's reaction gave Su Che a new discovery.

It’s strange that the old head has never heard of this place name, “Shanglin Mountain...Tunnel? This place is called Shanglin Village, yes, but I have never seen any mountains, and I have never heard of what the Shanglin Mountain Tunnel is. Things. As for the living aliens you mentioned, there are some, but they are often killed by the ghosts outside before they can reach the village alive."

"If there are traces of the ghosts in the village, then the ghosts outside the village are no different from mad dogs, and none of the people they target can leave alive." Superiority.

However, Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association looked at each other in blank dismay. At first, their conclusion that the ghost in the car accident in the mist was related to the ghost in red in the Shanglin Mountain Tunnel was completely overturned. And Qu Zhuo, who died tragically, confessed that he was entangled in the life money because he saw a woman killed by a car and picked up the life money beside the woman.

At that time, Su Che didn't feel anything when he heard Qu Zhuo talk about this matter, but looking at it now, it's not difficult to find the weirdness, "If it's true, Qu Zhuo was at the scene of the car accident back then. The woman who was killed and her husband...that man named Li Zongbao should have died a long time ago, and he died on the Qingnan Expressway, so everything Qu Zhuo saw at the time It's a ghost!"

"Buying life money, car accident ghosts, Shanglin Village... plus the description of buying life money favorability tasks, it makes sense in this way. Do you want me to investigate the cause of their deaths?"

After confirming the truth of the so-called favorability degree task of buying life money, Su Che looked at the strange old man with approval in his eyes. Being able to find clues from the series of nonsense can be regarded as a slight contribution.

"All these years, sir, you haven't thought about going outside Shanglin Village?" Su Che tentatively asked.

He knew very well that Shanglin Mountain disappeared mysteriously, and before Xialin Village became a wild ghost village, since the villagers of Xialin Village unconsciously repeated all the things they had done in life as mummies after death, what about the villagers of Shanglin Mountain?

Just now Su Che looked into Shanglin Village, and all he saw were lifeless houses that were still lit, paper sacrifices piled up in dark corners, and empty holes painted with exaggerated watercolor paint face.

In line with the principle of seeing people in life and dead bodies in death, Su Che doesn't really believe that the villagers of Shanglin Village will just disappear.

However, Su Che's question seems to be beyond the scope of the strange old man's cognition and understanding. His face smashed by the crystal ball fell into a strange state of sluggishness, and he kept repeating unconsciously, "Get out of the village... ..Out of the village? Out of the village!"

Immediately afterwards, in the absence of the members of the Guitan Association and Su Che, the speed at which the strange old man's old skin cracked suddenly increased.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a completely destroyed mural, leaving only a yellow-brown plaster like ashes.

It makes people feel cold physically and mentally.

Seeing this scene, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang's faces turned numb, and they sighed silently, "You can wipe out a ghost with just a few words, Mr. Su, your mouth is also a big killer!"

"Shanglin Village is even weirder than I thought. For the ghosts in Shanglin Village, you can't even mention the village..." Su Che's eyes flashed thoughtfully. Guang Guang, "Outside the village is the territory of layers of fog and car accident ghosts. The situation mentioned by this wall ghost in the village is even more weird. The village and the outside of the village are completely different worlds. This red-clothed ghost is a bit interesting."

Fumbling from the backpack, he took out three drops of ghost blood that had been kept in the bottom of the box for a long time. Su Che vaguely felt that the ghost blood obtained from Xialin Village might be useful in Shanglin Village.

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Carrying the heavy coffin board on his shoulders, Su Che walked forward along the road covered with white paper money. The big black dog, baring its teeth, looked at Shanglin Village not far ahead, and then ran quickly to Su Che. Che shrank his body under his feet.

"President, if what the ghost just said is true, when we enter the village, we will encounter two drowned corpse babies in the first room. A house burned down?"

It was Tang Xun who said this. Compared with the members of the Guild of Strange Talk who made Su Che's violent maneuvers, he was a little inexperienced and keen to fish in troubled waters. Che simply set a fire and directly set Shanglin Village on fire.

Anyway, this ghost place has no front to the village or back to the shop, no matter how much fire is set off, it is not afraid of facing the end of the prison.

"Who said we were going to enter the village?" Su Che turned around with the coffin board on his shoulders, and Tang Xun was chilled by the strong smell of corpses.

Tang Xun looked at Su Che with dull eyes. He really couldn't understand what Su Che was going to do with a large group of people and bus No. 714 in the direction of Shanglin Village since he didn't intend to enter the village.

And obviously he should feel relieved and lucky when he heard that he didn't need to enter Shanglin Village, which frightened him, but when he saw Su Che's calm expression, his body trembled involuntarily, from the bottom of his heart. Feel flustered and scared.

"No...you don't need to enter the village."

Tang Xun spoke in a trembling voice, which showed that he had panicked like a dog.

"It's rare for our Jiangcheng Late Night Ghost Story Fans Association to act collectively. How can we let these ghosts in and out of Shanglin Village have the home field advantage?"

Su Che said casually, without paying any attention to Tang Xun's flustered eyes, and took out the black book of the Ghost Story Association in front of everyone, "I have a good news and a bad news, I don't know which one you want to hear first ?”

"It's good news..." Tang Xun opened his mouth subconsciously, but suddenly saw everyone in the Ghost Story Association looking at him with not-so-subtle eyes, so he quickly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Everyone in the Ghost Story Association anxiously asked Su Che, "President, is it time to enter the world of ghost stories?"

"That's right." Su Che nodded.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the members of the Ghost Story Association immediately collapsed.

"Either sooner or later, but now, the news is really terrible." Kuang Cheng sighed.

Fatty Qian also had the same dejected expression, "It's unlucky, this time maybe we will have another happy time in vain."

At this time, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang were full of doubts about Kuang Cheng and Qian Fatzi's riddle-like speech. They still couldn't figure out why Su Che's words just wiped out the ghosts, and now they looked like ghosts and ghosts in their eyes. The mood of everyone in the Guitan Association changed drastically.

Could it be...Mr. Su really opened his mouth?

In the end, it was Britney who answered their doubts, "We are now in the midst of the ghosts of the red-clothed ghost. If we want to enter the world of ghost stories at this time, we will definitely mix the red-clothed ghost and its ghosts." The ghosts and creatures are brought into the world of ghost stories."

"The two of you have entered the world of ghost stories before. It should be very clear that most of the members of the World of Ghost Story Association act alone. Do you think that except for the president, who among us can deal with this beast in Shanglin Village alone? Is it a red-clothed ghost?"

"This time is not like before. If anyone bumps into this red-clothed ghost in the world of strange stories... he will definitely die a miserable death!"

Tang Xun and Jiang Gang's faces turned blue when they heard this. How could this be bad news?This is clearly giving the two of them the end!

"Isn't there another piece of good news? What is the good news?" Tang Xun and Jiang Gang asked impatiently.

Su Che shrugged, "The good news is that this red-clothed ghost from Shanglin Village will follow us into the world of ghost stories. Don't panic, you two! You have to divide problems into two, although it is possible that in the world of ghost stories, you will be killed by Shanglin Village." I killed this red-clothed ghost, but..."

It was about their own safety. Before Su Che finished speaking, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang asked anxiously, "But we also have a chance to kill this red-clothed ghost in Shanglin Village?"

"No, what I mean is that with this red-clothed ghost from Shanglin Village disrupting the situation, we don't have to suffer in this ghost place until dawn tomorrow!" Su Che said seriously.

After he finished speaking, wisps of faint black mist that came from nowhere obscured everyone's sight, and completely enveloped the inside and outside of the haunted Shanglin Village to the extent visible to the naked eye.

At the last moment when the faint black mist occupied the entire ghost creature, Su Che raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Shanglin Village. He faintly sensed something changed in the ghost creature, but nothing seemed to happen.

Because the Guitan Association did not recruit newcomers this time, the steps to enter the world of Guitan directly skipped the brief introduction of the association and the treatment introduction in the semi-arc stepped room, and the hoarse middle-aged male voice whispered in everyone's ears .

'Qi Lu Pick up Lu: Yin Division'

'Whether to enter the strange talk'

Su Che silently said 'yes' in his heart as usual.

The black mist hit, gathered and then dispersed.

When he opened his eyes, he was still standing in the same position with his shoulders against the coffin board, and not far in front of him was still the lifeless Shanglin Village with the lights still on.

But at this moment, the ghosts and creatures that included Shanglin Village seem to have been greatly extended. The outside of Shanglin Village is no longer a place shrouded in fog and haunted by car accident ghosts, but a world of ghost stories.

Similarly, the five and a half people Kuang Cheng, Xiao Tiantian, Qian Fatzi, Tang Xun, Jiang Gang, and An Donglin who were by Su Che's side just a second ago have been scattered all over the world of ghost stories in Yinsi.

Su Che observed the surroundings calmly, and he soon discovered that the big black dog, the No. 714 bus, and Yuan He, Lao Wangtou and others in the compartment seemed to have been brought into the world of strange stories by him in the form of personal belongings.

"Sometimes carrying too much luggage is also a distressing thing... Huh?" His expression moved slightly, and the word 'two' next to the shadow suddenly turned red and black, twisted and bloodshot and squirmed, and began to talk to Su. Che issued a warning.

Shanglin Village was shrouded in a dense night, and the lights on the blue bricks and black tiles and various wooden houses and buildings suddenly went out, presenting a gray scene.

"This red-clothed ghost from Shanglin Village can't help but show up at last?" Su Che thought secretly as he clamped the glass test tube containing three drops of ghost blood between his fingers.

In the next second, Shanglin Village, which was in a gray and strange posture, slowly unfolded from the inside out like a picture scroll representing death.

What caught Su Che's eyes was a face that was as cold and pale as if it had been painted with watercolor paint, just like those hollow human faces in the piles of paper sacrifices in the dark corners of Shanglin Village, but this face was by no means Su Che's face The red-clothed ghost seen in the Shanglinshan Tunnel.

"Bold female ghost, I want you to show your true colors!"

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The soil on the ground covered with paper money was flying, and the coffin board on Su Che's shoulders was swung with all his strength, and the dust and paper money wrapped in the flying dust burst out with strong force. Just hearing the roar of the coffin board tearing the air, you can feel Knowing that the lethality is not small, the average person will probably die miserably if he gets hit a little bit.

But the cold and pale female ghost who appeared from Shanglin Village did not avoid the coffin plank that was thrown at her head and face by Su Che, but stretched out the same pale palm like a piece of thin drawing paper in a strange way. The angle is wrong and the body passes through the coffin board.

Before the female ghost approached, Su Che backhanded and showed three drops of ghost blood in the glass test tube between his fingers.

In just a moment, Su Che noticed that the ghost blood in his hand, which could only barely serve as a portable air conditioner, had changed. The ghost blood in the outermost glass test tube that he held between his fingers suddenly boiled. .

The boiling atomized ghost blood then penetrated the glass test tube, like a high-pressure spray, and sprayed towards the cold and pale female ghost who pierced through the coffin board at a strange angle and rushed towards Su Che.

The blood mist produced by the boiling and atomization of ghost blood quickly enveloped the female ghost, only the corrosive sound of "呲啦味啦" could be heard endlessly, and the female ghost who penetrated the coffin board and rushed towards Su Che was eroded by the blood mist. riddled with sores.

And the true face of this female ghost was also clearly displayed in front of Su Che.

It was surprisingly not much different from the wall ghost that had disappeared before, a portrait that seemed to be smeared on the papered doors and windows.

The continuous blood mist left dots the size of needlepoints on this portrait, until it was finally corroded into a field of ashes.

"It's the wall ghost again? No, this female ghost doesn't look much like the two wall ghosts just now. On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to the red-clothed ghost in the Shanglin Mountain Tunnel, and in this female ghost When he intended to approach me, Wu Baoquan's ghost blood took the initiative to react..."

At this point in his thoughts, Su Che suddenly realized, "If the two wall ghosts just now were ghosts possessing the mural paintings, and now this female ghost is possessing the portrait paintings on the papered doors and windows, then in this Shanglinshan Tunnel In the ghostly Shanglin Village...is it possible that all the ghosts related to the painting are actually the red-clothed ghost?"

"So the female ghost who just showed up and attacked me was the red-clothed ghost from the Shanglin Mountain Tunnel. That's why Wu Baoquan's ghost blood boiled and atomized and temporarily drove it back."

Just as Su Che expected, the three drops of ghost blood he got from Xialin Village really had some unknown connection with Shanglin Village. You must know that Wu Baoquan he met in Xialin Village was just a fierce ghost, but its ghost But blood can drive back the extremely weird red-clothed ghost in Shanglin Village among the ghosts.

"A rule-like red-clothed ghost... The red-clothed ghost among the ghosts in the Shanglinshan Tunnel turned out to be a regular-type red-clothed ghost. Fortunately, I didn't rashly lead Old K and the others into Shanglin Village before, otherwise I will point out tonight. Maybe something will happen."

Su Che glanced at the yellow-brown marl that was left behind after the ashes of the wall ghost disappeared, then touched the head of the big black dog and said, "Go, give me the ashes of the wall ghost who is full of nonsense. Eat up."

Hearing this from a distance in the No. 714 bus, the ghost in uniform trembled wildly, and the dirty blood on the top of his head flowed like cold sweat. Driving, being a ghost conscientiously, I really didn't do anything to offend Mr. Su..."

quack quack.

The big black dog whimpered and licked the yellow-brown plaster on the ground. At first, it had tears in its eyes, as if it was unwilling to be forced to open the business, but after it ate a few mouthfuls, the dog's eyes were full of tears. The green light flickered for a while, and it began to open and close the dog's mouth vigorously, swallowing big mouthfuls, as if afraid that other dogs would come to snatch the food.

Su Che raised the coffin board and carried it on his shoulders. The performance of this thing met his expectations except that it was a bit stupid and thick. Judging from the fact that the female ghost had to avoid the sweep of the coffin board before it dared to approach him, even a red ghost Even if Yi Li Gui was hit by this coffin board, he might not be able to overturn the coffin board easily.

"Master Su...Master Su, where are those people who got off the bus with you just now? I...why didn't I see any of them?" Old Wangtou's voice came from the 714 bus It was said that regarding the sudden disappearance of the members of the Ghost Story Association, Tang Xun and Jiang Gang, even if Su Che was right in front of him, his tone was somewhat panicked and fearful.

Zhang Shaohua also interjected, "They were clearly there just now, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye."

Looking back sideways, looking at the old Wangtou and others in the No. 714 bus, Su Che found that their situation was a bit strange. Based on Su Che's understanding of them, at the moment when the cold and pale female ghost appeared, there was nothing outside the old Wangtou. The old Zhang Shaohua and Fang Bo might have been frightened to the point where they started talking nonsense immediately.

Instead of acting like a normal person, frightened and daring to poke your head out of the window of the No. 714 bus to ask yourself the whereabouts of other people.

"Old Wangtou, have you not seen the strange phenomenon in Shanglin Village?" Su Che walked back to the bus and looked at the old Wangtou who stuck his head out of the window and asked.

The old Wangtou rolled his eyes, quickly raised his head to look in the direction of Shanglin Village, and said in a puzzled tone, "Weird phenomenon? No...no, the Shanglin Village I saw was still the same... Bright A house with lights on and no one there...the paper offerings in the corners of the front and back of the house... nothing has changed, Captain Zhang, come and take a look."

Then Zhang Shaohua poked his head out, took a few glances in the direction of Shanglin Village from a distance, and then shook his head.

He also didn't see the changes in Shanglin Village.

In order to verify the truth of what he said, Zhang Shaohua also called the other two security guards with unfamiliar faces, and briefly glanced in the direction of Shanglin Village.

In the same way, the two fresh-faced security guards still said that Shanglin Village was no different from what they first saw.