No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Chirping birds chirping came from the blazing blue electric arc wrapped around butcher's knives. Zhao Tailai and Chen Ruiguang, two seriously injured people sitting on the 714 bus, were stunned to see this scene.

"Could this be the legendary Chidori?" Chen Ruiguang just watched the video of Nanfeng Ghost Town uploaded on the supernatural forum, and recognized Su Che's trick at a glance.

And Zhao Tailai obviously didn't know what was going on, and opened his mouth wide, "Why can Mr. Su hold high-voltage electricity? Isn't he afraid of being electrocuted?"

"Because he was wearing insulating rubber gloves..." Chen Ruiguang spoke quietly, enduring the severe pain from the wound on his shoulder.

Zhao Tailai was dumbfounded, "Is there still such an operation?"

On the other side, the blood-red head that was tightly entwined by the pale-faced female ghost also heard the neighing of thousands of birds, and the scarlet eyes revealed from the raindrops filled the blood-red head again.

Facing the butcher's knife that pierced through the air, the blood-red head abruptly moved half a distance away from the entanglement of scarlet eyes, and the butcher's knife full of blazing blue arcs rubbed its cheek and chopped off, and the escaping arc followed. Raindrops from the sky hit his face, and his blood-red head twitched uncontrollably.

Plop.

Su Che fell from the midair while holding the butcher's knife wrapped in blazing blue arcs, and stepped on the waterlogged road, causing a huge splash of water.

"This...what...knife?" The half of the blood-red head cut off by the butcher's knife was covered with scorched marks, and the burnt blood threads struggled and twisted, trying to fill the vacant position, but they As if being suppressed by an inexplicable force, it twisted wildly in vain.

With his back to the blood-red head, Su Che stood with a knife in his hand, and said slowly, "The pig-killing knife."

The blood-red head condensed countless negative emotions, and the chaotic pupils looked at his forehead. There was a coffin nail that was as bright as new and still smelling of oil, "This is... what... ..nail?"

"The coffin nail." Holding the only coffin nail left in his hand, Su Che turned around to look at the blood-red head covered with scarlet eyes.

The scorching smell continued to permeate, the blood-red head was chopped off by the butcher's knife on one side of the face, and the ear pinna, which was sticky with the foul-smelling corpse fluid, was separated from the blood-red head and fell on the water-logged road.

"It's so fast...the butcher's knife...so cruel...the coffin nails..." The blood-red head of the ghost in red looked at the man standing in the rain Su Che's chaotic pupils, which condensed countless negative emotions, split in two with a click.

Countless ghosts full of anger, fear, despair and other emotions emerged from the pupils of the blood-red head split in half. They let out bursts of howls as if they had been relieved. Su Che even saw in these ghosts that emerged I arrived at the Mr. Zhang who had asked him for consultation.

These ghost images that emerged from the shattered pupils of the red-clothed ghost were like locusts gnawed away its blood-red head, leaving only a white skull, and then poured countless negative emotions on Su Che.

Roar--

The raindrops of the torrential rain turned into stinky blood, countless pale floating corpses climbed up from the stagnant road, and rotten fish and shrimps were mixed in the blood-red turbid river water.

The silhouettes of the buildings intertwined above the road emanated a terrifying evil intent, and the whole ghost was on the verge of losing control after the blood-red head of the ghost in red was bitten off.

"Mr. Su, the ghost is out of control, get on the bus!" Zhao Tailai stood at the front door of the No. 714 bus, and weakly shouted to Su Che who was standing in the stinky blood rain.

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But it was already too late when Zhao Tailai yelled these words at the front door of the bus, those ghost figures that emerged from the shattered pupils of the ghost in red had already poured out all the negative emotions on Su Che.

Staring at the countless ghosts surrounding him, Su Che clenched the butcher's knife wrapped in blazing blue arcs, "They are all innocent people who were killed by the 714 bus, since you are willing to take the initiative to find me Mr. Su, the citizen, then I will try my best to save you ghosts who cannot get rid of their grievances collectively!"

In the ghost shadow, Mr. Zhang, who once consulted with Su Che, had a bloody head, his brain burst, and his bloodshot, bulging eyes were full of painful emotions. Su Che used his short-distance sprint skills to move forward quickly. .

The butcher's knife wrapped in blazing blue arcs fell from mid-air, and the escaping arcs spread along the blood rain all over the sky. The cold and watery butcher's knife directly chopped Mr. Zhang from head to toe.

Seeing the painful emotions in Mr. Zhang's bloodshot eyes gradually disappear, Su Che was filled with relief, "I, Su, is really a kind person."

Zhao Tailai, who was standing at the front door of the bus, was dumbfounded, "Mr. Su, doesn't he want to physically save all the innocent passengers killed by the 714 bus for ten years by himself?"

"Is this something that humans can do?" Zhao Tailai muttered to himself.

But soon, Zhao Tailai was speechless.

On a rainy night full of blood, the sky was filled with thunder and thunder. Surrounded by countless ghosts, Su Che was like a god of thunder. The butcher knife in his hand was covered with blazing blue arcs, as if he had caught the violent thunder. The disappearing ghost was wiped out in Su Che's hand.

He was like a ghost-killing machine with no emotions, he raised the knife and dropped it, without blinking his eyes.

All the passengers in the car were dumbfounded, watching Su Che perform a one-man show in the bloody rain.

As more and more ghosts were physically rescued by Su Che, blood-like luster gradually oozes from the greasy butcher's knife, and the cold and watery blade is covered with a layer of red light.

The uniformed ghost in the driver's seat of the bus stared blankly at the entangled face of the butcher's knife, those headless ghosts who were wailing mournfully were transforming into red clothes, and deep fear appeared on their bloody faces, "Gah, he's better than ghosts!" Even more vicious, is this really a person?"

The last ghost with resentment that could not be dispelled was wiped out by Su Che's butcher knife, and he jumped onto the 714 bus with the three ghosts covered in stinky blood.

Seeing Zhao Tailai, Su Che asked upon meeting, "Old Zhao, what were you talking about just now? The wind is very noisy tonight, I didn't hear what you just said clearly, can you repeat it again?"

"..." Zhao Tailai looked at Su Che, who was covered in blood, and remained silent for a long time. In his heart, Su Che had already been equated with a beast, and he chopped down the red-clothed ghost on the 714 bus , and then collectively physically rescued the innocent passengers who were killed by the ghost in red for ten years.

The most important thing is that after all this work, this Mr. Su was not flushed and out of breath, as if he was saying, "That's it? I'm not serious yet!"

Thinking that he could only delay the red-clothed ghost for ten minutes with all his strength, Zhao Tailai couldn't help crying, "It's nothing, I just said that the ghost was on the verge of losing control, but now...it's all right... "

[Mission Progress Update: Hunting the Revenant of the Broken Bus 31/32]

There was an emotional notification sound from the system in his mind, Su Che looked at the ghost creature that was still raining blood, and asked Zhao Tailai curiously, "The red-clothed ghost on the 714 bus has been hacked to death by me, how can its ghost creature return?" Didn't disappear?"

"Normal ghosts are indeed like this." Zhao Tailai explained to Su Che, "But not all the ghosts of the red-clothed ghost on the 714 bus belong to it, and a considerable part of the ghosts have to attach to the 714 bus to survive exist."

"In other words, this red-clothed ghost is just a tool ghost for the 714 bus?" Su Che asked.

Zhao Tailai pondered for a moment, he thought for a while, and the facts are indeed not much different from what Su Che said, "Mr. Su, you are not wrong to understand this way, even though we controlled the ghost under the bridge ten years ago, Stop it, but its influence still exists. Bus No. 714 is one of them. Now you hack the red-clothed ghost on this bus to death, and those ghosts who were devoured by it and innocent passengers will be released. Ghosts The balance maintained in China has been broken, reaching the verge of losing control."

"Then..." Zhao Tailai swallowed his saliva, "Then after the ghosts of those innocent passengers are physically superseded by you, Mr. Su, the out-of-control ghosts will naturally return to balance. Now we only need to demolish this 714 bus , the ghost bus incident that has haunted Jiangcheng for ten years will come to an end."

Looking at the rusty and mossy No. 714 bus under his feet, Zhao Tailai couldn't even dream of the troublesome ghost bus incident, so he just lay down and solved it?

"By the way, Mr. Su, that woman in the back row with severe burns all over her body, where did you catch her?" Zhao Tailai suddenly realized something, and looked at the burnt-smelling woman who was tied to the bus handrail by Su Che. The woman glanced at him and asked.

Su Che looked at Zhao Tailai in surprise, "What? Old Zhao, do you know that woman?"

"It's more than acquaintance..." Zhao Tailai nodded, and continued, "She is a downline member of a cult organization, and she has committed numerous murders. I didn't expect to come to Jiangcheng."

"She said that a man who claimed to be a hermit told her to come to Jiangcheng." Su Che told Zhao Tailai the information he had inquired from the woman who smelled of burnt body.

"The hermit?" Zhao Tailai frowned, "Impossible, the hermit or the man called the hermit, he died four years ago!"

Chen Ruiguang on the side was very curious about what Su Che and Zhao Tailai were muttering about, but the professionalism he had cultivated for a long time made him resist his strong curiosity, turned his head, and a faint burnt smell went straight to his nose Drill in.

Looking around, he found that the faint burnt smell came from a woman with disheveled hair who was tied to the handrail of the bus.

Through the gaps in the disheveled long hair, Chen Ruiguang was shocked by the pitted scorched skin, and the stench of the light yellow pus oozing from the scorched skin made Chen Ruiguang subconsciously cover his nose.

At this time, the woman who smelled of burnt body woke up slowly, her pupils entangled in crazy emotions opened slightly, and Chen Ruiguang in police uniform appeared in her eyes.

From the corner of his eye, he scanned the entire compartment of the No. 714 bus. The compartment was filled with twenty or thirty criminal policemen in police uniforms who seemed to be attracted by the sound of her waking up, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at her in unison.

The woman who smelled burnt all over her body was a little confused for a moment.

who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

The three philosophical questions that had just sprouted in her mind were ruthlessly crushed by her, and a pair of pupils entangled in crazy emotions refused to be outdone and met the gazes of many criminal policemen looking at her, and looked back viciously.

She is like a lone wolf licking her wounds, restless and crazy.

"Are you awake?" Su Che walked up to the woman who smelled of burnt body, pointed at the policeman who was full of cars and said to her, "Are you surprised, are you surprised?"

"Although I don't know your name, I still have to congratulate you in advance, you have been arrested!"

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7 month 27 day.

The purpose of opening this new diary is mainly to record my efforts in fighting against this weird puppet, so that the latecomers can avoid detours.

July 7, night.

By Doll Day.

7 month 28 day.

By Doll Day.

7 month 29 day.

By Doll Day.

7 month 30 day.

The kidney deficiency was severe, so I bought two bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Wan and Shenbao Tablets, and continued to be treated as puppet days.

8 month 1 day.

Li Cheng, Li Cheng!How can you be so depraved!Have you forgotten all the things you planned before?Finding a sorceress to exorcise ghosts can no longer be delayed, there is no delay!

8 month 2 day.

By Doll Day.

8 month 3 day.

By Doll Day.

......

If you are an avid lover of supernatural events, it is estimated that there is nothing more exciting than experiencing a supernatural event.

Of course, I am talking about what if.

At least Li Cheng, who is an administrator of a supernatural forum, doesn't think so. He already feels that he is about to die. When others describe his state of weakness, he usually uses the blackness of his eyes.

At this time, Li Cheng felt weak in his waist and legs, his legs were shaking, and the sky in broad daylight was green and miserable.

Just when Li Cheng thought he was about to be overwhelmed, thanks to the timely replenishment of Liuwei Dihuang Wan and Huiyuan Shenbao Tablets, his life was saved.

Numbly, he glanced at the doll in dress leaning against the computer screen. The joints of the doll's lips were slightly opened, revealing a sinister smile and looking at Li Cheng who got up.

From the experience of the past few days, he found that this weird doll in a dress did not have much malice towards him, but he had the idea of ​​swearing not to give up until he was squeezed dry.

Supporting his aching waist, Li Cheng put on his clothes with difficulty, pushed the door out, and bumped into his roommate Gu Yu.

"Li Cheng, what's going on with you these days, there's no need to work so hard, I see your complexion is getting worse and worse, do you want to go to the hospital?" Gu Yu saw with his own eyes that Li Cheng's complexion changed day by day Poor, in less than a week, Li Cheng lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, and his face turned black.

Combined with Li Cheng's recent strange remarks and recent strange schedule, Gu Yu took it for granted that Li Cheng was overwhelmed by the heavy sales tasks after acting as an agent for silicone dolls, "How much is the doll you represent? Buy it, can't I buy it!"

Sighing silently, Li Cheng patted Gu Yu's shoulder, "I will bring some people to rent out the house tonight, if you don't go out and find a hotel to stay for one night, I will reimburse you!"

"Bring some people back? Hiss..." Gu Yu gasped. He looked up and down at Li Cheng, who was flabbergasted under his feet, and his face turned pale as if he had been squeezed dry. How can your private life be so chaotic?"

"What are you thinking?" Li Cheng was still pinching his aching waist, "To tell you the truth, the rental house is haunted, and I plan to hire someone to exorcise the evil spirits."

However, after a few seconds, Li Cheng's expected expression of panic and surprise from Gu Yu did not appear. Gu Yu looked at him with a strange expression on his face.

After struggling for a long time, Gu Yu looked serious, "I understand, I understand, I have heard of these weird plays, but I can tell you in advance, you play and play, remember to clean up when the time comes .Finally, don't come into my room!"