All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

To be honest, Yang Xuming was in a worse mood than he thought about the disappearance of the brother who was not the little fairy.

Although he didn't know each other, this young man who was always keen on exploring the death of supernatural events was another portrayal of him to some extent.

They do similar things.

It's just that Yang Xuming has the guidance of "The Record of Life and Death", and that elder brother is just a simple ordinary person.

Before the other party said that he was going to the Wangguan Camp, Yang Xuming had a certain premonition-this bold young man would be unlucky.

As a result, the hunch came true now, and the other party mysteriously disappeared in the Wangguan Camp.

In Yang Xuming's heart, the sadness of the rabbit and the fox was born.

He did similar things, so will he one day be the same as his brother who is not a fairy, who will die unclearly and be treated as a missing person?

Yang Xuming's mood is a little confused.

But after not the little fairy tossed like this, his attention was diverted, and he fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.

This time, I slept until dark.

When Yang Xuming woke up, he felt empty and hungry.

The room was dark and the sun had already set.

Reached out and touched the phone on the bedside, and found that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Did he sleep for so long...

Yang Xuming yawned and sat up slowly after turning on the light.

After waking up, he subconsciously reached out and picked up the "Record of Life and Death" next to the bed, wanting to see if the broken book was updated.

But in fact, I didn't have much hope in my heart.

However, when Yang Xuming turned to the third page, he was stunned.

On the third page, a dense pile of blood-red text appeared at some point.

Regarding the way to deal with the last ghost... Has it been updated?

Yang Xuming's expression instantly became serious.

He stared at the blood-red text on the page and read it silently.

[Crying behind the curtains: Behind your curtains, maybe something is hidden]

[When the night is quiet and the lights are out, the open windows may be used as an invitation signal by the lost guests]

[They will live in your house, whisper and cry in the shadow of the room]

[When you wake up in the middle of the night, if the window is opened, will you hear the curtains shaking gently in the night wind? 】

[You don’t think so, keep going to sleep]

[But have you ever wondered if those slight brushing sounds are not actually the sound of curtains shaking? 】

[In the dark, are you really sure that there is nothing behind the curtains? 】

[After midnight, turn off all the lights in the house, and then open all doors and windows]

[Place a mirror in the corner of the room, light wax candles in front of the mirror, and place the red embroidered shoes in front of the mirror]

[Then lie down under the bed and keep quiet]

[When the position of the embroidered shoes moves, please leave the bed immediately]

[Warning: The ceremony is extremely dangerous]

[Red embroidered shoes and male sacrifices may attract hidden evil thoughts]

[There is only one thing you need to do-live! 】

...

After reading these words, Yang Xuming frowned.

He took out the red embroidered shoe and looked speechless.

Is this really the rhythm of what is afraid of...

Although this embroidered shoe can cut the connection between the ghost and the plum, and free the ghost from slavery, it is convenient for Yang Xuming to kill him.

But this time there seems to be a certain probability that the owner of the embroidered shoes will be provoke?

And the male hag... the remaining hag is really a man?

Is it really the guy who stole Yang Xuming's phone?

Yang Xuming looked at the warnings given by "The Record of Life and Death" and had a headache.

That red evil female ghost really has a big problem.

He has a hunch that he will probably see each other again tonight.

Perhaps Yang Xuming will be able to understand how terrifying the female ghost is...

...

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Late at night, the city is brightly lit.

The deepest part of the air-raid shelter was so quiet that no extra sound could be heard.

The light of the oil lamp reflected the enclosed space dimly.

At the edge of the light reflected by the candlelight, there were several figures sitting quietly in the shadows.

These figures all sat around the edge of the bronze oil lamp and said nothing.

Compared with the last time they met, there are fewer of them.

The thin old man with a mask sitting beside the oil lamp, quietly carrying the trembling flame of the oil lamp, whispered hoarsely.

"Fourth is dead...Everyone should feel it."

"But her death proved one thing to us-there is indeed someone in this city who is eyeing us."

"He killed No. 4 and No. 5, and let the other shore flower wither, and his next goal is undoubtedly the rest of us."

"The situation is more dangerous than we thought."

"We had just made a plan for how to deal with that guy, and the number four died tragically."

"That guy hiding in the dark, maybe knows our actions well..."

The old man shook his head, the ugly and weird mask looked at the two remaining people present, and said coldly, "I think in order not to follow in the footsteps of No. 4, we'd better not move separately from now on."

"Anyway...everyone is almost ready."

"Next, we just need to find that guy and get rid of it, everyone will be safe."

As the old man said, he slowly took out a red token from his pocket and placed it in front of him, "This is the token I took out of the Li ghost's captivity, what about yours?"

The two in the shadow were silent for a few seconds, and each took out what they had prepared.

The middle-aged woman on No. 2 took out a sharp leg bone and whispered, "The ghost I raised in Baiyun Mountain Villa has been solved. But this thing can still play a certain role...It still remains. Some abilities of that female ghost."

The young man on number three took out a dark hat and said, "This is my ghost..."

Seeing this scene, the old man wearing the mask nodded slowly.

Her voice sounded very satisfied.

"very good……"

"I brought it all..."

The old man said slowly, "Thank you everyone for your hard work, thank you everyone."

"I accept your gift."

The moment this sentence was finished, a pale ghost hand suddenly stretched out in the shadow outside the light of the oil lamp.

The two figures sitting at the edge of the candlelight hadn't reacted before they were caught by the pale ghost hands at the same time.

In the air-raid shelter, the desperate roar of No. 2 and No. 3 suddenly sounded.

But the next second, the scream stopped abruptly.

At the same time, there was the light of the oil lamp that slowly flickered.

Completely plunged into the dark air-raid shelter, the husky and gloomy whispers of the old man in the mask sounded.

"Don't worry, you won't die in vain."

In the darkness, the old man's laughter was very permeating.

"I will let the guy who chased us die ten times, a hundred times more miserably than you..."