No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The oppressive atmosphere in the room continued to spread, smelling the increasingly strong stench of corpses in the air, ten minutes passed without knowing it.

During this period, the six indistinct ghost figures scattered in the room did not move at all, just like the two ghosts that disappeared strangely.

However, the corpse smell from Luo Gaojie's corpse, which was wearing Zhao Tailai's face, became more and more intense as time passed. The slight rotten traces on the corpse gradually spread, and the rotten sticky corpse dripped continuously from Luo Gaojie's body. The corpses fell, and within a short while, they gathered on the ground into a foul-smelling pool of water.

In a short time, Luo Gaojie's body was no longer human.

Zhao Tailai turned a blind eye to the changes in Luo Gaojie's corpse, and was still vigilantly focusing all his attention on the two ghosts, one tall and one short, but when he saw six blurry ghosts in the room following Luo Gaojie's corpse The rotting condition became more and more serious and his figure gradually faded, so that the biting cold oppressive feeling was slowly dissipating, only when his gloomy face suddenly changed.

"Damn it, another person died in this supernatural incident. Those two ghosts left Luo Gaojie's body." Zhao Tailai snorted, looked away from the head where Luo Gaojie's body was slowly moving, and hurriedly turned and went downstairs.

When his figure rushed out from No. 35 Jicheng Street, the expressions of the police officer and Hong Shan who were in charge of blocking the entire Jicheng Street changed drastically.

Even if the rotting corpses were flowing, Luo Gaojie's corpse was still following Zhao Tailai's movements.

"The ghost at No. 35 Jicheng Street has begun to spread. We must stop it, otherwise the whole Wang County will become a dead city before the Ghost Festival." Zhao Tailai jumped onto Wuling Hongguang, and immediately followed by Luo Gaojie Grabbing the corpse, he turned his head and said to Hong Shan.

Hong Shan immediately started the car, stepped on the accelerator and asked, "Where did the ghost at No. 35 Jicheng Street spread?"

"Look at the head of Luo Gaojie's corpse." Zhao Tailai responded repeatedly.

Immediately, Wuling Hongguang ejected and started, galloping in the direction where the head of Luo Gaojie's corpse was moving slowly.

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At the same time, inside the No. 714 bus.

The actions of two chickens tearing apart the portraits covering the whole car and escaping from the car failed to alleviate the panic of the firefighters in the car.

In the more chaotic environment, no one noticed that the trance-like expressions of Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun, and Xie Honglong, who were sitting like corpses on their seats, became lifeless, and no one noticed when the panicked firefighters Two strange figures appeared, one tall and one short.

The ghost in uniform who was driving the No. 714 bus froze for an instant, and his bleeding head turned [-] degrees behind him, scaring the firefighters in the car into screaming.

At this time, Kuang Cheng outside the car also noticed that Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun, and Xie Honglong were slowly twisting their necks and staring at them with piercing cold eyes.

"It's broken, President... The four passengers you asked them to buy tickets to get on the bus seem to be completely cold!" Kuang Cheng shouted anxiously.

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"Broken? I can't see that it's a bad thing." Su Che's reaction was faster than Kuang Cheng's. His eyes swept over Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong, and fell into the carriage. There were two extra people, one tall and one short On the blurred figure.

Back in the day, when Kuangcheng showed him the ghost photos taken by Luo Gaojie, he had seen two figures, one tall and one short...or ghosts in the photos.

As expected, the plan to crash the giant and eerie shrine of the red-clothed ghost in Majiaxiang into the 714 bus endless road ghost, and then find a chance to send it and the spoon killer to the ghost of death as a companion fell by the wayside.

Su Che felt that this was the reason why the ghosts in the endless road collapsed after the red-clothed ghosts on the 714 bus were chopped to ashes by him with a butcher knife.

Although the No. 714 bus is also a part of the endless road ghosts, it is clear that the No. 714 bus without the red ghost is just an ordinary ghost bus.

Now there are two ghosts delivered to your door. If you add the funeral ghost villagers he abducted from the barren village, maybe you can get out the full version of the endless road ghost of the 714 bus. How can this be called a bad thing? Woolen cloth?

"..." Kuang Cheng had a hard time keeping up with Su Che's thinking, "There are four extra ghosts in the ghost bus compartment, the situation of the others is very dangerous, no one knows if they will Will suddenly go crazy, just like when Gu... Gu Xueming attacked me."

"There are more than four of them in the ghost bus now, old K." Su Che motioned Kuang Cheng to look at the two ghosts in the carriage, one tall and one short.

In the end, before Kuangcheng moved his eyes, a chilly oppressive feeling fell on him without warning. In an instant, dense black hairs emerged from the skin pores all over his body like a stress response, barely making Kuangcheng aware of it. Something weird happened to me.

"What the hell is this?" He looked at the strange light blue clothes that tightly wrapped the black hair on his body, full of doubts.

"Of course it's the two ghosts that appeared on the ghost bus." Su Che pulled out the butcher's knife and said in a low voice, "It seems that Luo Gaojie is completely cold, and the next target of these two ghosts is you, old K. !"

Inside the No. 714 bus, the faces of Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun, and Xie Honglong quietly changed into Kuang Cheng's black-haired face.

Affected by this, even the portraits of Zhang Zhang covering the No. 714 bus deliberately avoided the window on the side of the bus after the faces of Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong changed.

Kuang Cheng's body shivered slightly under the sudden cold and oppressive feeling.

The night covered by the pattering rain was oppressive and gloomy, and the whole street was dyed rich blood-red lights flickering dimly and crazily, making the strange light blue clothes on Kuang Cheng's body even more permeable.

The two ghosts, one tall and one short, appeared on the No. 714 bus, ignoring all the living people in the carriage, and aimed directly at Kuang Cheng who had suddenly realized it under Su Che's reminder.

Just for a moment, Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun, and Xie Honglong who were still in the No. 714 bus appeared strangely beside Kuang Cheng, and four pairs of cold and dead eyes surrounded Kuang Cheng from front, back, left, and right.

Under the intense blood-red light, the intertwined shadows of Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong suddenly split into three.

In Su Che's line of sight, he could clearly see that the two extra shadows of Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong were clearly the projections of the two ghosts in the carriage, one tall and one short.

"It's no wonder that Luo Gaojie showed three different faces at different times in the damn photo. No wonder the person who looks exactly like Luo Gaojie insisted that his name is Gu Xueming. No wonder old K and Fatty Qian took Luo Gaojie away in the restaurant yesterday. They mistakenly thought they were living people, but it turned out that these two ghosts used their shadows to harm people."

Seeing the ghost figures split from the shadows of Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong coming from all directions, Kuang Cheng's long and sharp black nails quickly stretched forward, splitting behind the four with lightning speed shadows swept past.

The hard black hair drilled from the pores of the skin continued to extend, blocking the strange clothes on him.

But Kuang Cheng's counterattack was in vain. It seemed that he was severely injured by Zhao Tailai's bloody hands. The shadows split behind Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong did not mean to entangle with Kuang Cheng at all, it was entirely based on the advantage of numbers Bury Kuang Cheng.

呲!

The crazily growing black hair pierced through the strange clothes, turning into a ghost figure that opened its sharp fangs and bit at the front of it.

In the next second, Su Che, who had been prepared for a long time, took out a large bottle of bulk gasoline from his backpack without hesitation, released his short-distance sprint skill with all his strength, splashed it around Kuang Cheng at an extremely fast speed, and then quickly ignited it.

The blazing fire suddenly shot up into the sky, and the whole street was dyed a rich blood red, and the lights were dimmed. Kuang Cheng, who was surrounded by raging flames in all directions, disappeared immediately.

But soon, Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun, and Xie Honglong's intertwined dead corners split into new shadows and made a comeback.

"There is not much time left, old K, why don't you jump out quickly?" Su Che shouted to Kuang Cheng.

Kuang Cheng jumped high with both feet, and jumped out of the raging flames ignited by gasoline, while Su Che stepped forward quickly, dragging the dog leash and throwing the big black dog into the fire.

The big black dog landed on all fours, and the green-light-reflecting dog looked at the four things that surrounded it, whether they were people or ghosts, with a bewildered expression on the dog's face.

"You weren't full just now, but now you just open your belly to eat, and the ghosts on the four of them will be handed over to you!" Su Che said solemnly to the big black dog in the middle of the fire scene.

When Kuang Cheng landed on the ground, Su Che held the butcher's knife in his left hand and the mourning stick in his right hand, smashed the door together with the portrait attached to it, and rushed into the carriage. Among the crowd, two ghosts, one tall and one short, were cornered at the rear of the car.

"Sneaky fare evasion to get on the ghost bus, right? You two ghosts don't care about me, Su, the best cremator of the year at Wangxian Funeral Home?" Looking at the two ghosts, one tall and one short, , the butcher's knife in Su Che's hand cut off directly, and the blade that reflected the cold light split the seat in front of the two ghosts in half.

"But since you've got on this ghost bus, I can't drive you off again. Isn't it because I don't have money to buy a bus ticket? I, someone from Su, will pay for you!" Su Che flipped open the black book, and took a stack The scattered life money patted the two ghosts, and then he changed the subject, "Now the door is welded shut, no one can get out of the car."

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"Why are you all running away, I haven't got in the car yet!"

Long Wenhua, who stood alone by the side of the road, felt that life was hopeless. He watched from afar the No. 714 bus struggling like a solitary boat under the turbulent blood. One person rushed into the No. 714 bus.

Seriously, please be human!

Could it be that my dragon is so big and a living person is placed here, the sense of existence is not as good as a dog?

This thought in Long Wenhua's mind only existed for a short time. He looked at Gu Xueming, Lin Xing, Ma Zhenqun and Xie Honglong, who were like hungry wolves crazily biting the big black ghost that split from behind them. A dog has to recognize the tragic fact that his fighting power is not as good as that of a dog.

Of course, the audience in the studio was not as pessimistic as Long Wenhua.

"Brother Long, you have to stand up. Think about your high-spirited appearance at the Daliuwan Haunted House in the southern suburbs of Shuangqing some time ago. Aren't you just a few ghosts? Go up and kill them!"

"And then was killed by a ghost, classic re-enactment?"

"The plan works!"

"To be honest, I don't see Brother Long's white butt now like every other day."

"It seems that Brother Long is going back as he lives. On the surface, he is not as good as the dog next to King Bi."

"Is there a possibility that Brother Long really can't beat this big black dog, instead of deliberately pretending to be more cowardly than a dog?"

"No, I think it's because no female ghost appeared to give Brother Long a hard blow to develop his potential."

"Man, I think so too!"

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If Long Wenhua saw the content of the audience swiping the bullet screen in the live broadcast room at this time, he might have already had a premonition of ominousness and was ready to run away.

It's a pity that his attention was not on the live broadcast at all at this time, but he was watching Su Che who rushed into the No. 714 bus all the time.

I saw the engine of the No. 714 bus, which was forced to stop by the giant weird shrine, roared again, and the wet tires covered with weeds rubbed violently, leaving black marks on the road, and the smoke from the burnt tires billowed.

I don't know if Long Wenhua's eyes were dazzled, but he clearly saw that Su Che was throwing a lot of life money at the mountain of one-time consecrated mahogany swords piled up at the back of the carriage. A large amount of turbid river water seeped out from the gaps in the car body, as well as the stinking fish and shrimp corpses soaked in the river water.

The scarlet blood water lingering outside the No. 714 bus was forced to become more and more turbulent by the turbid river water mixed with stinking fish and shrimp corpses, and then even the portraits that almost covered the entire body of the bus were washed into the blood water.

"No way, is it so outrageous that even this ghost bus can be consecrated with life money?" Long Wenhua was dumbfounded at what happened in front of him.

At this moment, the funeral villagers crowded between the No. 714 bus and the giant shrine seemed to be attracted by something, and began to turn around, swarming into the No. 714 bus through the windshield of the bus that was knocked away by the big rooster and the little hen. car compartment.

In a short while, there was no trace of any funeral ghost villagers on the entire street.

As for the firefighters in the No. 714 bus compartment, they are already numb. Although the compartment with limited space is almost the same as a crowded can of sardines after being filled with funeral ghost villagers who crowded into the bus, they are not dissatisfied. , I dare not even complain at all.

"Mr. Su, whether it's killing or killing, you give us a letter. If we continue like this, we won't be killed by ghosts, but we will be scared to death by ourselves!"

"I originally thought that horror movies would be exaggerated enough, but I didn't expect that the haunting on this ghost festival is even more exaggerated than horror movies."

"Don't talk about it, if I can live until daytime, I will take my whole family and move out of Wang County tomorrow, and I will never return to this ghostly place."

"The ghost festival is like a night parade of ghosts, who can stand it?"

The firefighters in the carriage were in a mess, and suddenly someone interrupted, "Although it's inappropriate to say such things at this time, but...the real Ghost Festival...is still two weeks away. What time is it..."

As soon as these words came out, the carriage suddenly became silent. Everyone realized that the haunted supernatural event tonight was just the beginning, and maybe the Ghost Festival two days later would be the horror that really made everyone feel terrified.

Amidst the silent silence of the firefighters, the No. 714 bus bounced forward, while the funeral ghost villagers squeezed into the carriage ran uncontrollably towards the tall and short people who were blocked by Su Che in the back corner of the carriage. two ghosts.

Soon, the old and dilapidated clothes of these ghost villagers were stained with a light blue color, and the weird clothes that appeared on Zhao Tailai and Kuang Cheng began to spread among the ghost villagers, followed by the whole street. The flickering intense blood-red lights suddenly went out, and a deep darkness that could almost swallow up the pitch-black night suddenly diffused around the No. 714 bus.

The asphalt paving the road, the dust-proof trees planted by the roadside, the lifeless portraits scattered in the bloody water...even the weird shrines that appear in the living rooms of every house on this street are all here. Gradually rotted under the erosion of deep darkness.

Su Che, who was still swaying life money, did not stop his movements. He walked to the rear of the carriage where the one-time consecrated mahogany swords were piled up, and at the same time he kept throwing money for life to buy tickets for the two ghosts, he slammed his left hand He pulled the one-time consecrated mahogany sword bundled with densely packed compressed gasoline tanks, smashed the window of the car and threw it towards the huge and strange shrine standing in front of the car.

A large bundle of one-time consecrated mahogany swords, which looked like extremely dangerous goods, crossed a perfect parabola in the air and landed on the giant weird shrine.

Su Che stretched out his hand and grabbed a bottle of compressed gasoline from his backpack, and threw out an incomparable number of damaged nozzles. Then, the moment the bottle of compressed gasoline hit the giant and weird shrine, he pulled out a Type 54 pistol from his back and pulled the trigger. .

boom!

The sound of the explosion rose into the sky with the flames, and the shock waves visible to the naked eye were mixed with countless fragments of the one-time consecrated mahogany sword that were blown up and swept across the entire street, blowing up the portrait ghosts that can be seen everywhere in the entire street in a destructive manner. The huge and weird shrine that was the first to be hit by the explosion was destroyed by the explosion.