No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"It's almost five o'clock in the morning, but it looks like the rainstorm won't stop for a while. With the current weirdness of Shenqiao Village, there won't be much change even at dawn. The houses of other villagers are all splattered with blood. Nie The situation in Hailin's house is estimated to be more pervasive."

Even though the movement was kept as low as possible and the stray dogs outside the courtyard wall were deliberately avoided, the smell of two strangers, Su Che and Long Wenhua, still inevitably spread in Shenqiao Village. At this time, Su Che and Long Wenhua were outside the courtyard wall. The wild dogs had gathered more and more, and the deep and harsh barking of the dogs became one in the night, even covering the sound of the torrential rain.

The clothes on Long Wenhua's body were already drenched by rain, and the howling cold wind made him shiver all over. He lay on the courtyard wall and his teeth chattered, "We're here, we're finally here, and we saw Nie Hailin's house."

Walking behind Long Wenhua in two or three steps, poking his head out from the low courtyard wall, the old-fashioned two-story wooden house with conspicuous white cloth and elegiac couplets came into Su Che's sight.

The moment Su Che saw this old-fashioned two-story wooden house, it seemed that Su Che could smell the scent of burning incense paper money floating in the air, filling his nostrils.

"It's this smell again." Su Che, who just got rid of the portrait ghost in Majiaxiang, is quite familiar with this smell, not to mention that there is an unused incense paper money stuffed in his backpack, the smell between the three is almost the same. no difference.

Hearing the more and more intensive barking of dogs, Su Che and Long Wenhua hurried to the old two-story wooden house of Nie Hailin's house.

"The elegiac couplets placed outside the house have not been taken away, and the mourning hall where the coffin is placed has not been dismantled... After attending the funeral, it seems that both Nie Hailin's family and neighbors in the same village left in a hurry. ....." The old two-story wooden house in front of them can be seen everywhere after Nie Hailin's funeral, and to Su Che and Long Wenhua's surprise, there was not a drop of blood splashed here, let alone the village. Tracks left by dogs.

In the middle of the main room, the ever-burning lamp that was lit at an unknown time was still burning, reflecting the black and white portrait of Nie Hailin in the dark environment particularly conspicuously.

Bang!

Su Che kicked open the half-closed wooden door of the main room, and the flashing blue electric arc of Professor Yang's pointer in his hand sizzled, "Did you sleep in this room last night and dreamed of Nie Hailin?"

"That's right, it's here." Long Wenhua nodded with lingering fear.

The room is not big, with a few benches scattered here and there, but nothing else.

"Compared to the last time you came here, the things in the house haven't been touched, have they?" Walking in front of the ever-burning lamp, Nie Hailin on the portrait looks ordinary, and he couldn't find it among the crowd. The ghostly portrait of Nie Hailin at the scene of the supernatural event has the evil feeling of Nie Hailin.

The portrait of the same appearance gives people different weird feelings in different places. Compared with the previous portraits, Su Che is more inclined to the weirdness of this portrait in Nie Hailin's house.

After all, in abnormal places, the more normal things are often the most abnormal.

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"No... no..."

It took Long Wenhua a while to react, looking at Su Che who stretched his hand towards the portrait of Nie Hailin on the wall, he replied.

But as soon as the words were spoken, the howling wind in the rainstorm outside the house was getting louder, and the open doors and windows upstairs of the wooden house shook violently and made creaking noises.

Immediately after that, several thunderbolts exploded, lightning flashed across the night sky, and the dazzling flash passed through the narrow gap between the walls of the wooden house. Long Wenhua's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly saw a hideous and distorted shadow reflecting On the wall where Nie Hailin's portrait hangs.

"Brother, look quickly, outside...there is something outside the house..." Long Wenhua trembled in fright.

In Su Che's hand, Professor Yang's pointer, which was flickering with a blazing blue arc, swept quickly, and the high-voltage arc swirled against Long Wenhua's side and fell into the dark rain outside the door.

The blazing blue arc quickly dissipated without hitting anything.

"What did you see outside the house?" Su Che took out a bright flashlight from his backpack and shone it outside the door. There was nothing in the dark rain curtain.

The light from the strong flashlight illuminates the outside of the house transparently, and there is obviously no place to hide anything in the open flat ground, but Long Wenhua is sure that when the lightning flashed across the night sky just now, he really saw the shadow of something hanging on the wall of Nie Hailin's portrait flashed by.

"I don't see exactly what it is, but it looks like a shadow of a person. Its shadow is reflected on the wall where Nie Hailin's portrait hangs. Don't you see it? It shouldn't be!" Long Wenhua was still in shock. Said.

At this time, the howling wind outside the door suddenly intensified, and the rain falling from the night sky was even blown into the house by the strong wind.

Su Che glanced back and forth at Long Wenhua several times, shook his head and said, "Before you spoke, I didn't see anything appear on the wall where Nie Hailin's portrait was hung. You couldn't be dazzled, could you?"

"It can't be wrong, I did see its shadow!" Long Wenhua said firmly.

Long Wenhua looked at Su Che suspiciously, sweating all over his head, staring back and forth with his eyes wide open, trying to find the object that appeared just now to prove what he said was true.

As a result, no matter how he looked around, even if he poked his head out of the door and looked around for a few weeks, he still found nothing.

"You don't need to look for it. Since it appeared for the first time since we entered the room, it means there will be a second and a third time." Su Che turned around and walked towards the portrait of Nie Hailin hanging on the wall, "But this It just proves that there must have been other accidents during Nie Hailin's funeral, and this is the direct cause of the supernatural event that caused the deceased to enter the dream."

Long Wenhua's heart trembled when he heard this.

Merely meeting Nie Linhai in his dream almost killed him, now it is clear from what Su Che said that there are ghosts more terrifying than Nie Hailin in Shenqiao Village, isn't this killing him?

What Long Wenhua was most worried about really happened.

After two night visits to Shenqiao Village, Long Wenhua certainly didn't think that the purpose of Su Che bringing him to Shenqiao Village this time was to let him paddle for fish. , he is undoubtedly the primary target of that unknown terrifying ghost in Shenqiao Village.

Thinking of what would happen next, Long Wenhua felt his calf go weak.

While Long Wenhua was thinking wildly, Su Che had already taken down the portrait of Nie Hailin hanging on the wall. At this time, another thunderbolt exploded from the sky and landed outside Shenqiao Village. The dazzling lightning illuminated the entire Shenqiao Village .

In an instant, the screams of wild dogs all over Shenqiao Village spread throughout the village one after another, mixed with the heavy rain and rumbling thunderstorms, which suppressed the tense atmosphere in the house to the extreme.

Long Wenhua's pupils, which were staring at Su Che closely, constricted suddenly again, and a black figure that seemed human but not human came from the dark night outside the door, entrenched on the wall where Su Che took down the portrait.

And this time, the black shadow reflected on the wall... seemed to be showing a terrifying and piercing smile towards Long Wenhua.

Before Long Wenhua could speak, Su Che held Nie Hailin's portrait and asked him, "Did you see that black shadow again?"

Long Wenhua's heart was beating non-stop, with a surprised expression on his face, "Brother...you saw it too?"

"You think too much, but I still don't see anything." Su Che looked at the portrait of Nie Hailin in his hand with a strange look in his eyes and said, "This should be the ghost in Shenqiao Village except Nie Hailin." It's causing trouble, you stand still, I'll try to see if I can lure it out."

Before he finished speaking, Su Che hung the portrait in his hand back on the wall, took two steps back, and then quickly stepped forward to take down the portrait again.

Almost at the moment when Su Che reached out and touched the portrait of Nie Hailin, the rumbling thunder exploded for the third time, and the black shadow that looked like a human but not human appeared again in Long Wenhua's sight.

"The ghost is coming out!" Su Che was pleasantly surprised by the sudden explosion of thunder.

However, Long Wenhua didn't think so.

"Not right!"

Looking at the black shadow that seemed human but not human reflected on the wall, a terrifying thought suddenly flashed in Long Wenhua's mind, "This shadow...is definitely not projected on the wall from outside the door... ..”

"It's right behind me, it's even attached to my body!"

The cold sweat streaming down from the top of his head was piercingly cold, and the muscles all over his body were trembling uncontrollably. Long Wenhua turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing in front of him, but he seemed to see an extremely terrifying grimace sticking to him. In front of him, he showed a piercing grin.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the horrible scene almost pasted in front of the camera through the camera, they were completely frightened.

Behind Long Wenhua, who is close at hand, hangs from top to bottom an old man's head with the upper and lower jaws completely torn off. The mouth that has expanded to the limit has already swallowed most of Long Wenhua's head, and Long Wenhua still has no idea about it. Unaware.

"It's blinding my dog's eyes, did Brother Long never notice that he was followed by a ghost?"

"Barrage body protection, barrage body protection, that thing almost hit the camera just now, if I hadn't just gone to the toilet, I'm afraid I would be scared to pee my pants."

"It's cold, Brother Long is completely cold, everyone should burn some coins for Brother Long in advance, the ghost festival is coming soon, and Brother Long will be able to live a more comfortable life down here."

"Brother Long's title of Friend of the Female Ghost in Jiangcheng is indeed well-deserved!"

"You also call this thing a female ghost?"

"By the way, King Bi didn't realize that Brother Long was found by ghosts the moment he entered this evil wooden house?"

"Maybe there is something weird about this house. I don't know if you have noticed the portrait hanging on the wall. I, Taoist Zhang, knew that there was a ghost in this portrait from the first time I saw it!"

"Here it comes, Brother Long invited me to come to the live broadcast room to do some popular science again."

"..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded immediately.

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The scene presented in front of the audience in the live broadcast room was indeed a bit horrifying, but the expressions on the faces of Su Che and Long Wenhua remained unchanged.

The mouth of the old man whose head was almost split in half was full of sharp fangs as long as fingers, like wild thorns growing irregularly, dark sticky saliva flowed from the depths of the mouth, dripping on the dragon On Wenhua's head, seeing this scene, no one would doubt that the old man's head can be easily bitten open just like a can being pried open.

But just when it was about to bite off Long Wenhua's head with its mouth full of sharp fangs, Su Che hung Nie Hailin's portrait on the wall again with a snap, the grinning black shadow reflected on the wall together with the shadow from behind Long Wenhua. The drooping old man's head disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"I see."

Su Che looked at the portrait of Nie Hailin that he had re-hanged on the wall with great interest, gasped a few times, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

He pointed Professor Yang's whip in his hand at the top of Long Wenhua's head, and the blazing blue arcs surged out and collided with each other and exploded at the position above Long Wenhua's head. Take off the portrait just hung on the wall.

The rumbling thunder fell suddenly, and the grinning black shadow appeared in an instant, but this time it really felt what is called a net of heaven and earth at the moment of its appearance.

The power grid that had already occupied the space above Long Wenhua's head was crackling like an electric mosquito swatter hitting a mosquito. The old man who had swallowed up half of Long Wenhua's head and was only a hair away from completely biting off Long Wenhua's head The mouth that was cracked to the limit was pierced by the constantly wandering high-voltage arc, so that its irregular sharp fangs were scorched black and smelly by the electricity at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah......."

Under the flickering of the electric arc, the old man's head trembled crazily, and the dark sticky saliva flowing from the depths of his mouth spewed out in all directions like money. .

"This head is not an ordinary numb mouth, I'm afraid it's not easy to eat." Su Che's tone was a little gloating.

Seeing that the mouth of the old man's head seemed to be closing when he fell headfirst into the fine electric arc, Su Che quickly hung Nie Hailin's portrait on the wall, and then continued to take it off.

After such a cycle, let alone Long Wenhua, who was still in shock, even the ghost that wanted to swallow Long Wenhua's head was shocked to the point of numbness.

Whoosh!

The howling night wind violently poured into the house, the wooden doors and windows shook violently and creaked wildly, the burning lamp in the main room flickered for a while, and the grinning black shadow that had appeared for an unknown number of times rushed out of the door at a very fast speed In the dark night, the wooden floor outside the house in the stormy room sounded as if something was trampling around.

"What the hell is this?" Seeing the black shadow reflected on the wall disappear, Long Wenhua subconsciously wanted to close the wooden door of the main room, but suddenly found that the two wooden doors that were supposed to be behind the door wall had long since disappeared.

Various thoughts flashed through Su Che's mind. Compared with Nie Hailin who was killed by the death website, this other ghost in Shenqiao Village seemed very malicious, and the grinning black ghost reflected on the wall before the ghost did the killing. The shadow is so similar to the black fingerprints seen when Su Che and others were attacked at Bao Jianping's funeral, it can almost be concluded that they are traces of the death website.

"It is the ghost that makes Shenqiao Village uneasy? Then what happened to Nie Hailin who appeared in the villagers' dreams in the ghost event of the dead?" This time Su Che didn't hang Nie Hailin's portrait on the wall again, but He stuffed it into his backpack, and took away the burning lamp that was still burning in the main room.

A pitch-black long-handled umbrella was thrown out of the door. Zhang Yi in a black dress stood silently in the rain curtain outside the door, and the sound of something being trampled on the wooden floor outside the house disappeared instantly.

Su Che gave Zhang Yi a look, "I'll leave this ghost to you."

Zhang Yi was signaled to move with an umbrella, and the terrifying aura of the red-clothed ghost even made all the barking wild dogs in Shenqiao Village lose their voices. Such a strange change made the ghost running outside the door unavoidably suspicious of ghosts.

Why did these two living people bring a red-clothed ghost into the village without making a fuss?

Is this reasonable?

A living person couldn't beat it, not to mention Zhang Yi, who was a ghost in red. After only a few seconds, there were creepy chewing sounds from outside the door.

Through the cracks in the wooden building, Su Che could clearly see that the old man's head was being bitten by the huge mouth full of fangs protruding from under Zhang Yi's umbrella. The grinning black shadow with Nie Hailin's portrait gradually disappeared in the night, and soon disappeared.

"From the teaching building of the old campus of Jiangcheng Medical University to the funeral site of Bao Jianping, and then to the old house of Nie Hailin in Shenqiao Village, this is the third time... Still haven't found how to solve the death website The eyebrows of this supernatural event." Su Che shook Professor Yang's pointer in his hand, and frowned as he looked at the direction where the black shadow of the sinister smile disappeared.

Seeing the coldness in Su Che's brows, Long Wenhua was frightened, "What is Mr. Su trying to do? Could it be because the ghost just ran away... and he was thinking about where to get it?" I used someone as bait to fish it out? Is there any reason for others to fish you and catch ghosts!"

"Why are you looking at me with that look?" Putting Professor Yang's pointer into his sleeve, Su Che looked back at Long Wenhua.

There were cold sweats on Long Wenhua's forehead, and it was difficult to speak nervously, "No...it's nothing...that ghost in Shenqiao Village has escaped, do we need to catch up? ?”

"There is no need for this anymore. If I didn't expect it, you should have been entangled by the curse of the death website long ago. It is only a matter of time before it comes back to find you." Su Che continued after thinking for a while, "Today We will stay overnight in Shenqiao Village tonight, maybe Nie Hailin, whom we bumped into in our dream, can give us some clues about the death website.”

Long Wenhua's face was filled with astonishment, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

"The death website...Nie Hailin...is really a sinner. I just got rid of Yuanjialing, a wicked place, and this bad luck happened again. I, Long, really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck this time! "Long Wenhua spoke out weakly, and the tone of his voice became more and more unlovable as he spoke.