No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

It seems that they heard the cry in their hearts. The time passed from seven or eight o'clock to midnight. During this period, the three coffins parked in the house did not undergo any strange changes. Well, if it weren't for the evil things that happened at the funeral site during the day, it doesn't look much different from ordinary people's funerals.

But when the dark night became darker, the moonlight faded, the stars dimmed, and the clock jumped to the early morning, a panicked voice suddenly sounded at the funeral, "It's moving, the coffin is moving, there's a ghost, the ghost is coming!" !"

Su Che and Zhao Tailai looked at each other, and went straight to the direction where the voice came from.

However, before they could take any real action, they discovered that this was just an oolong made by a relative of the old man Bao because of his nervousness. The other people at the side pulled out the consecrated mahogany swords, only to find that this The coffin that moved in the man's mouth was actually a gust of night wind blowing from nowhere, and the ashes of the burnt paper money before the coffin was rolled up floated in the air a few times, which he mistook for a haunted ghost.

This person's startled behavior was soon condemned by others unanimously, and he had to apologize repeatedly for making such a big oolong that everyone was frightened, and then silently backed away and dared not speak again.

In the eyes of everyone at the funeral, Su Che and others wearing the labor insurance uniform of Wang County Funeral Home and the police officers led by Captain Yan are undoubtedly their backbone tonight. The atmosphere at the scene became more silent. Affected by this, Captain Yan had to lead his police officers to patrol the not-so-large funeral scene, intending to relieve the quiet and depressing atmosphere and the nerves that had been stretched to the limit.

But at this moment, a muffled sound of 'cracking' sounded very faintly but clearly in the silent funeral scene in the house where the three coffins were placed, and the burning incense candles and long-burning lights in front of the coffins swayed a few times.

Captain Yan, who was leading the patrol, subconsciously raised his head and followed the sound, his expression changed suddenly, he instinctively drew a gun from his waist pocket to aim, but immediately remembered that what he was facing was not the previous prisoner but a ghost. The movement of drawing the gun stopped abruptly, and instead he pulled out the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that was placed in his hand with a slightly comical movement.

In his line of sight, there was no abnormality in the room where the three coffins were placed, but on the upper floor of the room where the three coffins were placed, that is, in the room where the old man Bao's wife was hanged, there was a man whose whole body was hidden. In the darkness, only the silhouette of a figure can be vaguely seen is clinging to the window, with a hand as pale as paper falling through the narrow gap of the window, bending forward as if without bones, the target is that the downstairs room is plunged into the second dimension. The comatose Old Man Bao.

Captain Yan only felt a piercing chill rise from behind, resisting the discomfort of facing the unknown horror and pulling his uncontrollable vocal cords, he stared upwards and shouted, "Upstairs... There seems to be something strange!"

"Ok?"

Su Che followed Captain Yan's line of sight, and the pair of pale hands that fell through the narrow gap of the window disappeared instantly, along with the figure clinging to the window.

With just a glance, Su Che realized that the inhuman thing upstairs looked familiar, so he secretly winked at Zhao Tailai, and said in a low voice, "Old Zhao, you are watching downstairs, I'll go upstairs to have a look."

"That thing upstairs gives me a very strange feeling, it should not be an ordinary ghost." Zhao Tailai repeatedly reminded Su Che.

Su Che replied indifferently, "It's not like an ordinary ghost? As long as the ashes can be burned!"

While calling out Long Wenhua and Hong Shan who were still looking after Old Man Bao from the house, while quickly walking around the three coffins placed in the room, Su Che stepped on the stairs all the way up.

But he didn't take a few steps up before he stopped suddenly.

clack clack... clack clack...

The sound of footsteps echoed in the cramped stairwell, and there seemed to be a strange rattling sound mixed in it. Hearing this sound, Su Che turned his head and smiled thoughtfully.

The next moment, the short-distance sprint skill was fully released, and Su Che stepped on the stairs and rushed up like an arrow from the string.

One floor, two floors, three floors... Seems like there is no end, the zig-zag stairwell has obviously surpassed the floor of Old Man Bao's house at this moment, but Su Che's posture of sprinting forward has no intention of stopping at all .

"Come and chase me, if you catch me, I, Su, will treat you to bibimbap with ashes."

Following Su Che's words, a biting wind suddenly blew through the seemingly endless stairwell, and at some point in the dark corner where the light couldn't reach, a dark red and black blood stain appeared on the ground.

What was reflected on the bloodstains was clearly Bao Jianye's painful and distorted face after the major artery in his neck was severed. It seemed to be a little confused by Su Che's unusual behavior, and he couldn't tell the difference for a while. Know who is a human and who is a ghost.

Chapter Seven hundred and eighty third physics has superseded ghosts and ascended to heaven

pat!pat!pat!

The sound of dense footsteps echoed in the narrow stairwell.

If there were other people around at this time, they would be able to see Su Che running wildly in front of him, and a pool of blood reflecting Bao Jianye's distorted and painful face was spreading behind and chasing after him.

It's as if it will never stop.

Living in a claustrophobic and dark corridor space, followed by unknown scary ghosts, if you were a little timid, you would have been so scared that you wouldn't even dare to turn your head back.

But Su Che not only had the courage to turn his head sideways to look back from time to time, but also made provocative voices in a tone of anger that would not pay for his life.

"Hurry up, hurry up! With your speed, I'm afraid it will be difficult to eat hot ashes bibimbap today!"

"That's it? You can be regarded as a ghost, what other tricks are used!"

"Can you do it? An old man in his seventies and eighties can push a unicycle so that you can't even catch up with your shadow."

"..."

Su Che ran faster and faster along the stairs, and the distance between the pool of blood behind him and him was getting farther and farther.

At the moment when he lost sight of Bao Jianye's gaze reflected in the blood stain, the blood stain hidden in the dark corner where the light could not reach seemed to be corroded by something, the scarlet color began to fade and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and The painful and distorted face of Bao Jianye spread rapidly.

Stinky black smoke rose up, and Bao Jianye's face reflected in the blood seemed to be tortured by unbearable severe pain, his mouth was wide open, and he let out a silent wail.

But obviously, the speed of blood stain fading and corruption is one step faster.

The cold night wind blowing from nowhere disturbed the black smoke, and the painful and distorted expression on Bao Jianye's face froze, and then disappeared together with the faded and corrupted blood.

"I ran away to death, without even leaving the ashes?"

Su Che poked his head out from the stairs and looked down. The seemingly endless stairway had returned to its original appearance. He could even see the shadows of the three coffins downstairs being swayed on the wall of the stairwell by the burning light of the lamp.

Shaking his head slightly in disappointment, he sighed with emotion in a low voice, "It seems that you still have no luck with the bibimbap meal."

Continue to go up to the room where the old man Bao’s wife hanged. The dim light in the stairwell can’t shine in, and it’s pitch black inside.

Su Che stretched out his hand and slapped the light switch, only to see the old-fashioned tungsten light bulb in the room flickering yellow for a few times before going out again, and at the same time there were a few slight rattling noises.

In the darkness, Su Che could clearly see a tall black figure standing there behind the window of the room, motionless.

"Strange, the outline of this black shadow is not so different from the black shadow I glimpsed before going upstairs." Su Che thought to himself, the silhouette of this black shadow standing motionless behind the window looks like a person without facial outline. He was a tall man, but the black figure he had heard Captain Yan's voice downstairs and glanced at looked like Old Man Bao's wife who had hanged himself in this room.

The difference in body shape between men and women can be easily distinguished by anyone.

"Bao Jianping?" There was no portrait of Bao Jianping at the funeral, and Su Che had never seen Bao Jianping's body with his own eyes. Could all the black shadows that were motionless behind the window in the room be Bao Jianping? Su Che Still have doubts in my heart.

But as Su Che walked into the dark room, the upper body of the tall black figure standing behind the window suddenly turned towards him, but the lower body remained in the original posture without any change.

"I'm sorry, your twisting skills are not exquisite enough, I, Su, can't turn around for you." Su Che stared at the tall black figure in front of him solemnly and said in a deep voice.

The ghosts that appeared at the funeral tonight were so weak that he didn't spend much effort in dealing with them, and he couldn't even warm up after working for a long time.

But for Su Che, the feeling of frightening ghosts is not bad.

Squeak...boom...

The upper body of the tall black shadow turned around again.

Su Che still responded with a negative attitude towards this, "Unless you backflip [-] times on the spot, then hit the ground with a [-]-degree free fall, and finally twist into a twist, I, Su, will not do it for you." Applause!"

At this time, Su Che was already very close to the tall black shadow, he could clearly feel the cold and stiff aura of the tall black shadow, and even smell the damp and rotten smell mixed with the earthy smell in the air.

There is no doubt that this tall black shadow is not just an ordinary ghost.

Stretching out his hand and grasping it, he held the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that had been prepared long ago and handed it out, stabbing straight at the tall black shadow in front of him.

The tall black figure close at hand almost instinctively wanted to avoid the one-time consecrated mahogany sword handed over by Su Che, who would have thought that the one-time consecrated mahogany sword in Su Che's hand suddenly burst into fiery flames and swept towards it .

boom!

The flames splashed everywhere, and the burnt smell permeated instantly. Under the light of the dots of fire, Su Che could see clearly what the tall black shadow in front of him was.

The face is incomplete, covered with tiny potholes and scars like a hornet's nest, the facial features of the entire face have been shattered into lumps, there are torn and sticky muscle fibers everywhere, and the pale cheekbones are directly exposed. The upper body below the neck was even more frightening, as if it had been crushed by some heavy object, the ribs in the chest cavity were shattered into slag, and as far as the eyes could see, there were bottomless blood holes.

Faced with such an infiltrating ghost Su Che, his face did not change, but the people at the funeral downstairs were frightened out of their wits.

"Fuck, this is a terrible death, no wonder the resentment is hard to dissipate, and I found it back before the first seven days."

"It's a little bit less, it's all like that, do you still know who it is?"

"Bao Jianping...it is Bao Jianping...When Lao Bao told us to go to Haicheng, he hadn't entered the coffin yet, I saw...I saw it once ..."

The chattering voices of the crowd at the funeral did not stop, and there was a bang, and there was an instant explosion, and a few blazing blue arcs flashed swiftly, wrapped in a few one-time consecrated mahogany swords that Su Che drew out again and struck On Bao Jianping.

At the same time, the one-time consecrated mahogany sword poured heat, directly piercing through its chest cavity that collapsed after its ribs were shattered, and black smoke rose under the burning flames mixed with blazing blue electric arcs, and the flames were extremely blazing.

This scene stunned everyone at the funeral.

"It's electricity and fire. The little Wangxian funeral parlor is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

"What do you know, this is clearly the thunder method of Longhushan Tianshi Dao!"

"In what year did you still put this thunder method? The little brother of the Wangxian funeral parlor is obviously carrying a high-voltage electric baton and a miniature bomb in the shape of a mahogany sword. If it weren't for the bomb, it would explode at the touch of a touch? Physics supersedes ghosts." Ascension belongs to yes!"

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Just when Bao Jianping was completely engulfed by the blazing fire ignited by the one-time consecrated mahogany sword, a deafening bang was heard.

Among the three coffins, the coffin containing Bao Jianping's body crashed to the ground, smashing the burning lamp under the coffin so that the lamp oil was scattered everywhere, and the ashes of the burnt paper money were scattered in all directions.

Then the crucified coffin was strangely torn apart under the watchful eyes of everyone at the funeral, exposing the body of Bao Jianping, who could barely see a human figure inside the coffin, and immediately stimulated them to scream.

"Mr. Su, there is something wrong downstairs!" Zhao Tailai shrank his pupils, and shouted to Su Che loudly while running to the room where the coffin was parked.

Su Che didn't talk nonsense, the flashing blue arc of Professor Yang's pointer directly pierced Bao Jianping's tall ghost, and then stepped forward to open the house, grabbed the drain pipe outside the window and jumped down.

"Could it be that the ghost from the death website has finally emerged?" This idea popped up subconsciously in his mind.

If this is the case, then it is a surprise, at least it will save him a lot of trouble in the future.

But when Su Che landed in front of the room where the coffin was parked, and the ashes of paper money were scattered and rolled out of the room, he suddenly felt an uncomfortable strange gaze cast on himself.

Turning around by feeling, this strange gaze came from Bao Jianping's corpse. His corpse, which could barely be seen as a human being, was lying on the torn apart coffin board stiffly. Finally, the dark red pupils stared blankly at the crowd at the funeral.

It was as if he was still dying and struggling, not wanting to leave the world of the living.

"This look... Could it be that Bao Jianping is still alive?"

"No! He's already dead, and the one who occupies his body now is the unknown ghost from the death website!"

At this moment, a meaningful smile appeared on Su Che's face.

At the beginning, he was worried that the ghost would not come to the door even if the ghost called him twice in a row, but he would not dare to come to the door. He didn't expect that the ghost would have the courage to come to the door openly, but he took advantage of the three dead people at the funeral to make trouble. Not only courageous, but also quite big.

"Old Zhao, can you now see what ghost is on Bao Jianping's body?" Blazing blue arcs flickered, and Su Che drew out one after another consecrated mahogany swords to seal the door.

Zhao Tailai looked serious, "I don't know, I have to try it to know."

His facial expression moved slightly, and while he was speaking, he raised his foot and kicked out a consecrated mahogany sword, aiming at Bao Jianping's body lying stiff on the coffin board, the billowing heat wave broke through the paper money and ashes falling in all directions, fast, accurate and ruthless hit hard.

Pfft!

The sword wrapped in yellow paper pierced through Bao Jianping's body, but instead of blazing flames like before, it penetrated Bao Jianping's body and pierced into the coffin board.

Su Che's eyes were cool, and he found that Bao Jianping's body on the coffin board was gradually stained with a dark color like the two ghosts he met one after another upstairs.

Then, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The residential area with uneven housing styles quickly disappeared from Su Che's eyes, replaced by a dark and gloomy long alley, the ground was extremely muddy, sewage was flowing everywhere, and the garbage bins piled up randomly gave off a strong rotten smell, which could be faintly heard Hear the squeaking noise of rats crawling through the sewers.

Su Che looked around, and there were pitch-black figures of different heights, short, fat, and thin everywhere in this gloomy long alley. In his eyes, these pitch-black figures had hideous faces and were covered in blood and flesh, just like Bao Jianping's corpse at the funeral. The pupils that had choked and coagulated and turned dark red all resembled the struggling expression of a dying person.

"How many people have been killed by the death website to have this whole alley of resentful souls?" This is Zhao Tailai's voice.