No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Then, Zhang Yi holding a black umbrella and Huang Xiaoying, who was wandering in the carriage wearing blood-stained high heels, came into view. Zhao Tailai couldn't help but feel his scalp tighten, especially Zhang Yi who was standing holding a black umbrella. He could clearly hear Zhang Yi's chest. There was the sound of a beating heart, but he was absolutely sure that the woman with the beating heart was definitely not a living person.

"My God, where did this enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su, find so many ghosts..." Stretchedly found a seat by the window, he looked at the man who was tied up on the handrail of the bus and smelled burnt all over his body. The pupils of the woman, as well as the female ghost in white shirt who was also dizzy, shrank violently, "Why is she on this ghost bus, she is a big fish!"

Seeing Zhao Tailai board the bus first, all the detectives who were drenched in the rain looked at each other. They knew that Zhao Tailai was a member of Dongjiang Guoan, so the short-haired policewoman walked up to Chen Ruiguang and asked, "Chen Tou, do we really want to get on that ghost bus?" ?”

"Get on." Chen Ruiguang spoke in a deep voice, and boarded the No. 714 bus after Zhao Tailai.

With Chen Ruiguang taking the lead, many criminal policemen and short-haired policewomen followed closely behind, and boarded the bus one by one from the front door.

In the rain, the red-clothed ghost never turned around, but the remaining seven or eight ghost passengers were slowly approaching Su Che.

boom--

A thunder blasted in the dim sky, and the short burst of light illuminated the entire winding road through the distorted building outlines intertwined above the road.

The ghost in red under the dim streetlight moved, and at the same time, there were seven or eight ghost passengers who kept approaching Su Che.

Tick-tick rancid blood flowed from the red-clothed ghost. One second it was still standing under the dim light of the street lamp, but the next second it appeared in front of Su Che.

呲.

Like the sound of a flat tire, the heavy rain falling from the sky stopped suddenly, and a rancid stench was sprayed head-on, and the bloody red clothes occupied Su Che's entire sight.

Gollum.

The boundless river, the bridges across it, the influx of river water, the dark green and black aquatic plants...

In the face of all kinds of illusions, Su Che stood still, his gaze was always looking forward, the red dress with a smear of blood.

The butcher's knife in his hand collided with Professor Yang's whip, the sound of iron and steel clanging powerfully, and the blazing blue arcs constantly swam around Su Che, and countless fine arcs wrapped around the cold and watery blade met the bloody red clothes. Suddenly cut off.

Burnt, fishy, ​​corpse smell... intertwined...

An indescribable smell went straight into Su Che's nose, and all the illusions that appeared in front of him were split open by Su Che, "In accordance with the glorious tradition of picking up money, I, someone from Su, brought the 714 bus to you. Why are you being so unreasonable, and you don't want the slightest bit of shame when I attack my benefactor outrageously?"

The red-clothed ghost with its back to Su Che froze, and stood silently under the dim streetlight again, and the stagnant torrential rain accumulated and fell on the road again.

The butcher's knife in Su Che's hand fell down one after another, seven or eight ghost passengers approaching from the heavy rain were hacked to death on the spot by the butcher's knife in an instant. Smelly fish and rotten shrimps were washed everywhere by the torrential rain.

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The system's emotionless reminder sounded, and Su Che looked at the red-clothed ghost standing with his back facing him under the streetlight, frowning, "It's strange, my knife just hit it, why didn't it respond at all? "

'They... come... they... come... we... are slaves to them. ...'

The voice of the ghost in red under the street lamp was miserable, and Su Che instinctively felt that the danger was approaching. He could only see the ghost in red under the streetlight slowly turning his body. It was a face so rotten that he couldn't see his face clearly.

At its neck, a shocking knife wound almost cut off the entire neck. The white neck bone was exposed to the air, leaving only a little flesh and skin connected. It didn't break and fall.

Su Che took a deep breath, he realized that the butcher's knife in his hand was really fierce, even the ghost in red was almost chopped into two pieces by this knife.

Mr. H of the Ghost Story Association has done a great job!

The red-clothed ghost with a terrifying face appeared in front of Su Che through the heavy rain, his head shaking around without a support was particularly frightening, "Well, the meat on your neck is not clean, how about I help you? "

Su Che stretched out the butcher's knife and gesticulated on the neck of the red-clothed ghost. Hearing Su Che's words, the red-clothed ghost was a little lost for a moment, and immediately resentment and anger spewed out.

But it was also very afraid of the blazing blue pig-killing knife wrapped in Su Che's hand, the cold water-like blade reflected the gloomy light, and countless headless ghosts wailed mournfully on the blade.

Just now it was this greasy butcher's knife with no good appearance, which almost hacked it to death.

"Car...my car..." A meaningless murmur came from the head of the red-clothed specter swaying around.

"What? You want this car?" Su Che looked surprised. The butcher's knife in his hand and Professor Yang's pointer stopped in the air. He passed the oncoming red ghost, ignoring the resentment and anger of the red ghost, and walked away. Enter the front door of the bus and stand in front of the coin box, "Isn't this easy? You come up, and I will return the bus to you!"

Following Su Che's words, amidst the torrential rain and thunderstorms, the poles reversed, and the offensive and defensive forces were different.

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Facing Su Che's gaze, the red-clothed ghost stopped all movements, its head shaking around was almost about to explode due to Su Che's anger.

This hateful living person snatched the No. 714 bus while it was away from the ghost, which greatly reduced its control over the ghost. Now it is standing on the No. 714 bus and making sarcastic remarks.

Are you saying something that a human being can say?

Do I want to lose face as a red-clothed ghost?

Tolerable or unbearable!

The swollen and rotten hands stretched out stiffly, slowly holding his dangling head, and tore it off.

The scarlet shirt woven with bloodshots faded quickly, and those bloodshots crawling like maggots poured from the shirt into the head torn off by it, and the rotten face was being quickly filled by the bloodshots crawling like maggots.

"Look at you, no one forced you to get in the car. Why are you committing suicide?" Su Che was amazed as he watched the ghost in red grab his head and held it in his hands. This was the second ghost he encountered that attempted suicide.

The uniform ghost interjected inappropriately, "Brother, this red dress is not trying to commit suicide, it is going to perish together! Those innocent passengers who were cursed to death by the bus were swallowed by it. The accumulation of hopeless negative emotions fills its body like a ticking time bomb."

After a pause, the subdued ghost added, "Obviously, brother, you snatched the 714 bus from its grasp and blew it up. You don't even want to be a ghost, you just want you to die. "

Zhao Tailai's bloody hand has disappeared, but his skin is still a strange blood red, he is convinced by Su Che, Zhao Tailai has no choice but to stand up for his behavior of blasting a red-clothed ghost with anger, even ghosts don't want to do it. Thumbs up, but he gave a lonely thumbs up, "The ghost driving is right, Mr. Su, you really blew up the ghost in red on the 714 bus, after all... this bus That's what it's for, and you took the bus out of its hands...."

"What is robbing? I obviously picked it up, old Zhao, don't talk nonsense!" Su Che retorted immediately.

Looking at the bloodshot and increasingly ferocious head of the ghost in red, he waved Professor Yang's pointer in his hand, and the blazing blue arc was transmitted quite quickly in the rainy night.

It hit the headless ghost in the heavy rain almost instantly, and the bloodshot bloodshot head in its hand was scorched and smelly from the electricity. A small amount of bloodshots were burned black by the arc and fell off from the headless head, but crawled from the bloodshot scarlet shirt The blood on the hideous head is still flowing.

The torrential rain became heavier and heavier, everything in the world was silent under the rain curtain, and the water on the ground rose higher and higher.

"It's useless, this is its ghost creature, it doesn't even want to be a ghost anymore, it just wants you to die, unless there is a red-clothed creature comparable to it that breaks the ghost creature, otherwise it can't be killed at all." Zhao Tailai's weak voice came from the carriage Come.

"Or you still have an evil-suppressing item similar to the tombstone of Wumingshi in your hand, suppress its ghosts forcibly, or we should drive away, we have the 714 bus in hand, it is very mobile, and it will definitely kill it with energy consumption !” To be honest, Zhao Tailai also had no idea what he said.

Su Che unbelievingly increased the arc power output of Professor Yang's pointer, and a brighter and more blazing electric light shot out from the top of the silver pointer, hitting the ferocious head of the red-clothed ghost, but still only blackened the spot on the head. Part of the bloodshot.

"A fierce ghost in red that is comparable to it?" Su Che glanced over the ghost in uniform, and the ghost in uniform trembled when he saw it, "No, big brother, I'm not in red, I'll be finished as soon as I get off the bus."

After careful consideration, Subduing Ghost admitted the fact that he was a waste.

Looking past the ghost in uniform, she landed on Zhang Yi in the black dress standing in the carriage holding an umbrella. Although she didn't know whether Zhang Yi, who had lost her blood-colored dress, was considered a red dress, the only person in this car who had ever been a red dress was Zhang Yi. Yi is a ghost.

Walking into the carriage, she took the long-handled black umbrella from Zhang Yi's hand, and under the umbrella, Zhang Yi looked at Su Che with slightly puzzled eyes.

"Can you deal with that red-clothed ghost who is trying to make a suicide attack?" Su Che asked.

Zhang Yi shook her head slightly.

"I understand, you are saying that it is not your opponent!" Su Che suddenly realized.

Zhang Yi's eyes were wide open, but before she could explain, Su Che threw the umbrella handle from the front door of the bus to the hideous, bloodshot head in the rain, and then he threw the blood-stained head who was wandering aimlessly in the car. The high heels were also thrown towards the ferocious head.

Just like that, Su Che didn't feel safe, so he tore open the backpack, took out the plastic wrap that wrapped the pale-faced female ghost, and tore off the plastic wrap.

"Did you see my child? He was lost for a long time...a long time...did you see him?" The pale-faced female ghost appeared in the carriage, looking After realizing that it was Su Che who appeared in front of it, it took the initiative to keep silent.

Su Che pointed to the red-clothed ghost in the rainstorm, holding its ferocious head, "I'll get you a ghost baby if its head is smashed!"

The dark eye sockets lit up in an instant, and even the pale-faced female ghost didn't want Su Che to say a second word. It floated down the carriage, faced the heavy rain, and found the hideous, bloodshot head, "Have you seen my face?" Child? He was lost for a long time... a long time... did you see him?"

The piercing voice came from all directions, and the countless scarlet eyes in the gap opened on the rainy night. Zhang Yi, who was standing with an umbrella, glanced at Su Che who was standing at the front door of the bus from a distance. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she seemed a little dissatisfied with Su Che. The act of just throwing it out of the car.

However, it still turned its head to face the hideous, bloodshot head. The long-handled jet-black umbrella turned leisurely, gusts of wind howled from under the umbrella, and a huge mouth full of sharp fangs appeared from under the jet-black umbrella. , dense grimaces emerged from the huge mouth, and climbed towards the ferocious head.

The huge mouth under the long-handled umbrella also made a loud chewing sound, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the headless ghost corpse in one gulp.

Only Huang Xiaoying, wearing blood-stained high-heeled shoes, was left. Looking at the terrifying hideous head, it couldn't stop wandering, and didn't dare to approach it. It was weak and helpless. He smashed it to the ferocious head from afar.

"I don't have any friends, can you..." As soon as the dirty little boy emerged from the doll, he saw the head of a ferocious red-clothed ghost looking straight at him. Shocked and crying, "I'm sorry to bother you."

With a puff, the little boy who was frightened and crying disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the dirty little boy doll that fell on the watery ground and sank with a gurgle.

The glowing candlelight of the paper lamp illuminates the darkness in the ghostly creature. Su Che jumped off the bus. Professor Yang held the whip and the butcher's knife together, and the blazing arc almost wrapped the whole butcher's knife. In the other hand, he held the last two coffin nails from the Chen's Ancestral Hall in the ghost town of Nanfeng.

"I hope these two coffin nails can be useful." Su Che stepped on the waterlogged road, and ran quickly towards the red-clothed ghost whose head was almost covered in blood.

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The bloodshot from the woven shirt had completely filled the highly decomposed ferocious head of the ghost in red, and the headless corpse stood standing in the rain, holding the blood-red head.

A stench of stench spread from the blood-red head in the hands of the headless corpse. Zhang Yi's huge mouth protruding from under the long-handled black umbrella just bit down on the headless corpse. The head opened, looking at Dang Kong's huge mouth full of sharp fangs.

Dense grimaces chased after the huge mouth full of sharp fangs, and let out a piercing cry of misery, climbing towards the headless corpse.

In the blink of an eye, the bloody shirt of the headless corpse was covered by dense numbers of grimaces. The creepy sound of gnawing and chewing sounded like a fly vibrating its wings, and the huge mouth full of sharp fangs was even more mouthful. Directly swallowed the headless corpse standing in the rain with the red head in its hand.

The rain continued unabated, the Thunder Snake danced wildly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The headless corpse holding the blood-red head seemed unable to feel the countless grimaces clinging to it, constantly tearing and gnawing. It stretched out a hand holding the blood-red head. The pale fingers covered in blisters were completely devoid of nails. The rotten flesh even exposed the white phalanx, and it was such a hand that hit Dangkong and bit down the huge mouth full of sharp fangs.

With a stabbing sound, the huge mouth full of sharp fangs was torn apart without hindrance. Blood-red pieces of meat mixed with broken fangs fell from the hands of the headless corpse, and the foul-smelling mucus sprayed from the huge mouth spread all over the headless body The whole body of the corpse.

The blood-red head on its other hand flew up abruptly, piercing through the heavy rain curtain, and attacking Su Che who jumped from the front door of the bus.

"Did you see my child? He was lost for a long time... a long time... did you see him?"

The scarlet eyes of the pale-faced female ghost surrounded the blood-red head intent on attacking Su Che from all directions, followed by the sound of low and depressing footsteps, and the pale-faced female ghost walked step by step in the stagnant water in the corner. pavement.

The scarlet eyes that grew out of the cracks fluttered, revealing from every drop of rain that fell from the sky, and drenched on the blood-red head. Scarlet eyes.

Sensen's malice is like a sharp needle, gouging out the flesh and blood on the blood-red head.

Blood flowed down.

The blood-red head, which has become pitted, floats and twists countless blood threads, filling the flesh and blood gouged out by the scarlet eyes, "You... court death..."

The chaotic pupils of the blood-red head that condensed countless negative emotions revealed extremely angry emotions, and quickly shifted their target from Su Che to the pale-faced female ghost. The pale-faced female ghost on the water-logged road was cut into several sections.

The shattered body of the pale female ghost fell sideways on the puddle of water, turning into rancid water stains and merging into the puddle of the road. The blood-red head smiled ferociously and looked at Su Che who was running towards it.

"Did you see my child? He was lost for a long time... a long time... did you see him?"

The whispers full of evil thoughts echoed in the ears of the blood-red head again, and its chaotic pupils that condensed countless negative emotions trembled violently. It was a little confused, didn't it just kill this strange female ghost?

Why... it appeared again?

The scarlet eyes opened from the gap, once again entangled with the blood-red head flying in the air.

And Su Che ran all the way, watching the red-clothed ghost's hatred for the pale-faced female ghost exploded. The two ghosts fought together. The female ghost is like a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. She climbs up from the waterlogged road again and again, and with a fearless spirit, she clings to the red-clothed ghost to create opportunities for Su Che.

The pig-killing knife in his hand was covered with blazing blue arcs, and Su Che's short-distance sprinting skills exploded with all his strength, making several ripples in succession on the water-logged road, and the next ripple was formed before the previous ripple fell.

Relying on the strength of his run-up, Su Che leaped high, holding the butcher's knife covered with blazing blue arcs. The fine arcs spread in all directions in the torrential rain, and the butcher's knife in his hand seemed to be caught in a ball by him. violent thunder.