No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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At this moment, Nie Hailin's faltering figure standing outside the door suddenly fell apart.

What followed was the sound of grief-stricken mourning. At first, the ghost villagers who couldn't see Su Che and the three of them came up crying and shouting. Long Wenhua and Kuang Cheng became the villagers who carried the coffin to the funeral.

It's just that compared to before, a particularly uncomfortable atmosphere gradually diffused quietly in the deserted village.

"I've experienced funerals for people, but it's the first time I've done funerals for ghosts." Kuang Cheng couldn't help saying.

Long Wenhua complained in a low voice, "I didn't feel how heavy I was when I was carrying the big pile of consecrated mahogany swords. Why is it more difficult to put them into this empty coffin than it is to actually carry a dead body? Alas... ...Mr. Su, slow down, I can hardly keep up with your movements!"

"You've been slacking off in the past half a month, Xiaolong, how could the professional teams of our funeral homes be suppressed by ghosts?" Su Che responded.

At this time, the deserted village is becoming more and more infiltrating. Not to mention the ghost villagers who can't see Su Che's three living people in the whole village, but Su Che can touch them. The three portraits that suddenly appeared in front of the empty coffin just now make Su Che feel There is a very weird feeling.

It seems that in this deserted village, the ghosts are not the ghost villagers Mancun, but the three of Su Che who broke into this deserted village rashly.

Here, the boundary between humans and ghosts seems to be reversed, just like... when everyone in the Ghost Story Association met Luo Gaojie yesterday, except for the photos he took of ghosts, they couldn't tell who he was. Human or ghost.

"Could it be that my previous guesses were all wrong. The reason for the appearance of this deserted village is not the guiding stone?" The deserted village in front of him was really strange, which once made Su Che doubt his own judgment.

Nie Hailin, who was supposed to be killed by the death website, gave Su Che the feeling in this deserted village, but it was very different from the feeling he had when he encountered a supernatural event at Bao Jianping's funeral last night.

Whether it's the deserted village in front of you, the ghost villagers scattered all over the deserted village, and Su Che's behavior of carrying the ghost's coffin to the funeral, it's all too much like a supernatural event triggered by the approaching ghost festival, rather than repeatedly passing through Su Che. Che phone of death website.

Of course, there was also the hunchbacked old man who appeared right after the bloody wild dogs after they entered the deserted village.

It can be said that it was after chasing this hunchbacked old man that Su Che discovered that this deserted village had appeared in Long Wenhua's dream.

"Tsk... This deserted village is getting more and more interesting. In Shuangqing's dialect, it means the elders who have passed away, and all the ghost villagers in this deserted village are old people, except for limbs. Except for the incomplete Nie Hailin, there are no other young faces at all."

Su Che thought to himself, "On the fourteenth day of July, when ghosts come to visit, the entire cemetery in Shenqiao Village disappeared overnight. Between, could it be..."

"Ghost, there is a ghost!"

"Haunted, haunted!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Suddenly, screams full of fear broke the deadly atmosphere of the deserted village, and the naked eyes could see that the crying ghost villagers seemed to have seen something that frightened them, and their faces were pale and inhuman , was scared to roll and crawl.

"Haunted? Aren't you ghosts yourself?" Long Wenhua whispered.

Kuang Cheng said inexplicably, "President, what do you think is wrong with these ghosts? Ghosts shouting ghosts, do you really think of yourself as a living person?"

"According to what Lao Zhao said, nothing strange happened at the funeral of Nie Hailin in Shenqiao Village. It wasn't until the night when Nie Hailin's body was buried in the cemetery after the funeral that the ghostly event of the deceased's dream began to happen. The next morning Shen The villagers in Qiao Village discovered that all the tombs in the cemetery had disappeared."

Looking at the desolate village where the scene was getting more and more chaotic, Su Che suddenly thought of something, "The ghost villagers in the desolate village of feelings really regard Nie Hailin who was killed by the death website as a different kind, which is why the ghost shouting before me situation."

According to the various situations encountered after entering the deserted village, and some details about the supernatural events of the dead who entered the dream from Zhao Tailai, it is not difficult for Su Che to deduce that the location of this deserted village should be the graveyard to the east of Shenqiao Village.

Combined with what Long Wenhua said about his dream when he stayed overnight in Shenqiao Village, Nie Hailin, who was killed by the death website, is undoubtedly the same as Bao Jianping after his death. Anyone who touches his body will be cursed by the death website. , as the target for the next attack.

However, to the surprise of Su Che and Zhao Tailai, on the east cemetery of Shenqiao Village where Nie Hailin was buried, a supernatural event code-named "The Dead's Dreaming" also happened quietly because of the upcoming Ghost Festival.

Nie Hailin, who was buried on the cemetery, was accidentally involved in this supernatural event and appeared in this deserted village. As a person who was killed by the death website, he naturally and this supernatural event happened due to the approaching Ghost Festival. The incident was out of place, and even the ghost villagers in this deserted village regarded it as a different kind, that is, the screaming ghosts in their mouths.

So some time ago in Shenqiao Village, there was an uproar about the supernatural incident of the dead falling into dreams. In fact, the ghost villagers in this deserted village wanted to drive Nie Hailin, who was killed by the death website, out of the graveyard?

No wonder the ghost villagers in the deserted village would drag Long Wenhua into Nie Hailin's coffin in the dream, and it's no wonder that the villagers of Shenqiao Village would lie on the graveyard for no reason when they woke up...

At this time, more and more ghost villagers were alarmed by the screams, and even ignored the three of Su Che who were carrying the coffin to the funeral, they ran away like headless chickens.

All kinds of weird movements in the deserted village exploded instantly. Compared with the chaotic ghost villagers, the three of Su Che who carried the coffin forward without fear were particularly eye-catching.

Especially the ghost villagers who were so frightened that they all turned their bloodless faces to look at them. If they were timid, they might have been frightened and flustered.

But Su Che didn't show any weakness, and looked at the ghost villager Qi Shushu looking at him with a look of hatred for iron and steel, "Isn't it just haunted? What's there to panic about?"

"Don't you want us to panic? Don't you guys know that the ghost is inside the coffin you're carrying?" A few ghost villagers looked at the three of Su Che sullenly, and said sullenly.

Su Che responded calmly, "I know, what's the matter? The hundreds of young and old in our village are still afraid of a ghost here?"

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"Wait...you are from our village? How do I see your face, I feel like I haven't seen it before?" The tone of the gloomy ghost villagers didn't change at all.

Su Che waved his hand casually, and quickly turned off the tweeter that was constantly hawking, "Don't worry about so many details, there are hundreds of people in the village, and it's not normal to have a few faces? Let alone us Villagers, do you have the guts to carry this ghostly coffin?"

Several ghost villagers kept looking at the three of Su Che, and then other ghost villagers who ran away like headless chickens also looked at them with malicious eyes.

The two sides stalemate for a long time, until Su Che showed the butcher's knife hidden behind his waist, the attitudes of these ghost villagers immediately changed [-] degrees.

Not only did he hastily lower his bloodless face, but he didn't even dare to say anything that had the slightest doubt.

"At this time, it is more reliable to convince the ghosts with reasoning. Although the ghost villagers in this deserted village do not know what is going on and behave like living people, it is inevitable to reveal their secrets when they encounter a red-clothed ghost at a critical moment."

These ghost villagers joined Su Che's coffin carrying the funeral procession without saying a word, and then continued to move forward amidst terrified screams, until Su Che's three carried the coffin out of the inner and outer lanes. Behind the narrow dark alley, the other ghost villagers who were running away like headless chickens also silently blended into the funeral procession of the three of Su Che carrying the coffin.

The funeral music of beating gongs, drums and suona was played immediately, and the ghost villagers who were still screaming and shouting haunted ghosts to vent their fear became part of the funeral procession.

The mournful mourning music continues to reverberate in the dark night sky accompanied by the pattering rain, and together with the funeral procession of ghost villagers aimlessly advancing along the narrow alleys, it vividly shows the weirdness and horror of this deserted village.

"What's this called? We don't really want to carry this coffin to find a place to bury it, do we?" Long Wenhua gritted his teeth and took out a hand carrying the coffin to fiddle with the live broadcast equipment hanging above his head, intending to Capture the entire spooky funeral procession ahead.

The longer and longer funeral procession marched along the twisted and narrow alleys of the deserted village, and walked out of the deserted village from a dark corner in a short while.

Taking this opportunity, the entire funeral procession was shown by Long Wenhua in the screen of the live broadcast room.

"I was caught off guard by filming such an infiltrating scene. Brother Long, are you trying to scare us to death? I'm going to call the police!"

"Good guy, I almost scared me to piss when I first entered the live broadcast room. This scene is too evil. Carrying a coffin in the middle of the night with this group of things who don't know if they are people or ghosts. Just thinking about the goosebumps all over my body The pimples are all up."

"You may not believe it, but the coffin carried by Brother Long and Mr. Su is not a dead person at all, but a ghost!"

"Hiss...is it so exciting?"

"The game of forcing the king is getting more and more complicated. At the beginning, I thought he would fall in love with me like before. I didn't expect that he was actually going to give the ghost a funeral."

"Forcing the king to stop setting fire, Ye Qingjie!"

"It was released, but it was not completely released, and didn't you see that it was raining on King Bi's side? This is not a weather that is easy to set fire."

"Watching Brother Long's live broadcast of bumping ghosts everywhere is very effective and enjoyable, but if you have really come into contact with such evil things, you may be so scared that you dare not even close your eyes at night. I was playing games in an Internet cafe some time ago. I ran into a pop-up window on a very evil website... I finally waited for Brother Long to start the broadcast and wanted to ask him for help. Who would have thought that Brother Long would not be able to protect himself now, alas..."

"Dude, are you showing up again?"

"Since Long Ge ran a marathon in Yuanjialing last time, every time Long Ge started broadcasting, this buddy always popped up and posted the same content. Those who didn't know thought he was really haunted by ghosts. It was boring enough. .”

"Is there such a possibility? I mean possibility. The buddy who sent the barrage is already cool. It's just a guess, not necessarily right."

The audience in the live broadcast room posted a new round of barrage.

After the funeral procession walked out of the deserted village, it was unknown whether it was because the ghost villagers in the front were not familiar with the terrain outside Huangcun, or because of some other reason, their speed slowed down a lot.

The three of Su Che carried the coffin at the end, and when he heard the more piercing and mournful mourning music played by the suona, Kuang Cheng couldn't help asking Su Che, "President, where are we going to carry this coffin? If we go on like this, we will be farther and farther away from that deserted village, and if something unexpected happens, it will be difficult for us to contact Fatty Qian and the others on the ghost bus!"

"Be quiet, both of you pay attention, and observe your surroundings more. As for the other people on the ghost bus seeing our long funeral procession, especially the three of us carrying the coffin, they will definitely follow!" After leaving the deserted village, Su Che felt the extremely weird feeling when he saw the three portraits in front of the coffin again.

The chilly wind was mixed with the pattering rain and slapped on the face, as if something was hovering near the funeral procession.

Su Che noticed that the haunted faces of the ghost villagers in front of them in the deserted village who could barely see the appearance of a living person gradually fell into dead silence. There was no extra movement in the long funeral procession. Only Su Che and the three of them carried the coffin forward. muffled footsteps.

"It...how did they all suddenly look like ghosts?" Long Wenhua looked at the ghost villagers in the funeral procession and said tremblingly.

Su Che smiled indistinctly, "Of course a ghost looks like a ghost. Besides, don't you see... the other people on the ghost bus followed?"

The dim yellow headlights of the No. 714 bus passed through the rain curtain and illuminated the slow-moving funeral procession in the distance.

At this moment, Su Che noticed the source of that extremely weird feeling.

Turning his head, he saw that not far from the funeral procession, there were two rows of old and new coffins, one left and one right, scattered along the direction of the funeral procession.

Among them, the old ones have been severely decayed, exposing the pale bones in the coffin; the new ones have not even damaged the paint surface of the coffin, and one can tell that they have not been buried for a long time.

"Sure enough, all the coffins in Shenqiao Village that disappeared overnight are near this deserted village. These ghost villagers are probably the dead people buried on the graveyard in Shenqiao Village." Su Che glanced at Kuang Cheng beside him.

Kuang Cheng nodded slightly and said, "This road out of the barren village is basically a coffin road. I don't know where this coffin road leads."

"I don't know where this coffin road goes, but we're sure where we're going!" Looking at the approaching bus No. 714, Su Che said meaningfully, "The next stop is Majiaxiang! "

"Use two bundles of disposable peach wood swords to kidnap Nie Hailin's coffin, and coerce hundreds of ghost villagers in the entire deserted village to go to Majia Lane for the funeral together. Tonight's business is a good deal!"

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At this time, Zhao Tailai, who was still racking his brains to find ways to investigate the supernatural incident on the death website, obviously did not know that Su Che discovered the mysterious disappearance of the coffin in the graveyard of Shenqiao Village.

But for him, when he learned from Captain Yan that starting from ten o'clock in the evening, within a short period of less than an hour, four supernatural events occurred in a row in the urban area of ​​Wangxian County, he was already a bit regretful that he let go of it easily last night. Long Wenhua left.

"The situation is not very good. In the past few days approaching the Ghost Festival, there have been more and more supernatural events in Shuangqing. In the past two days alone, there have been dozens of reports of supernatural events in the bureau, and they are distributed irregularly. All over Shuangqing, this has completely drained the manpower of the Bureau, and this year's Ghost Festival is so fierce, there may be big troubles."

Zhao Tailai looked at the particularly deserted streets of Wang County through the car window, with a hint of worry in his eyes, "Besides, the house leaks happen to rain all night, and besides the menacing ghost festival, death is also spreading from Haicheng." The supernatural incident on the website added to the confusion. Two people died at Bao Jianping's funeral. After Nie Hailin's funeral, all the cemeteries in Shenqiao Village disappeared. .”

"The clues to the two deceased have been cut off, and now only Wang Zhengzuo, who has been cremated and buried in Haicheng, can still be related to the death website."

"It seems that after the Ghost Festival, we have to contact Mr. Su again." He secretly made up his mind.

Wuling Hongguang, which was sprayed with the words "approaching the science column film crew", arrived at the destination quickly under the driving of Hong Shan. Seeing this eye-catching van appear, Captain Yan seemed to see a savior, and rushed to meet it.

"You guys are here. I didn't expect that after I bumped into that thing last night, I would encounter such a wicked thing so soon... If we deal with criminals, even if he has a gun, we won't We have been so helpless, but we really have no choice but to ask you for help when we encounter such evil things."

Perhaps it was because of the stimulation of four supernatural events in a short period of time, Captain Yan's mood seemed very restless.

"What's the specific situation?" Zhao Tailai temporarily let go of his inner thoughts, got out of the car and asked.

Captain Yan showed seriousness, "The name of the deceased is Luo Gaojie, male, [-] years old, a native of Wang County, currently working in the operation and maintenance of a company in the outskirts of the city, and has simple social relations. He has moved once recently and has no feelings for him. Experience basically ruled out the possibility of homicide and love homicide, as for the specific situation... I can't tell you clearly, so let me go and have a look."

Leading Zhao Tailai and Hong Shan into the morgue, they saw four corpses covered with white cloth.

"The four corpses belong to the deceased Luo Gaojie, and he was the one who killed Luo Gaojie in the surveillance video." Captain Yan stepped forward and lifted the white cloth covering the four corpses one by one.

Looking at the four unrecognizable corpses that were bitten, Hong Shan's pupils shrank suddenly, "That is to say, besides these four corpses, there is a fifth Luo Gaojie?"

"..." Captain Yan was silent for a while after hearing Hong Shan's words, and then responded, "That's right, there is indeed a living Luo Gaojie!"

Regarding this, Zhao Tailai just glanced at the four corpses, then shook his head and said, "No, Captain Yan, Luo Gaojie is already dead. As for the four corpses, it is still impossible to determine whether they belong to him or not."

"How is it possible? Whether it's the autopsy test or the DNA verification results that just came out, these four corpses are all Luo Gaojie, as if they were carved out of the same mold." Captain Yan couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes. What he saw would be easily overturned by Zhao Tailai.

Zhao Tailai had expected Captain Yan's reaction, and simply said, "This kind of thing is beyond common sense", and then asked Captain Yan to arrange staff to monitor the four corpses in the morgue [-] hours a day.

"Oh, by the way, I remember you mentioned on the phone that at about eight o'clock tonight, did you receive a report from Luo Gaojie?" Zhao Tailai asked suddenly.

Captain Yan nodded to confirm, "That's right, there was an alarm record from Luo Gaojie, and I also found someone to retrieve the recording of the alarm call, but there are no useful clues in it."