All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The dark three-way intersection, eerie and weird.

Yang Xuming sat blankly at the leeward, with two bowls and three candles in front of him.

The light on the phone screen reflected his face in a gloomy mood.

From a certain perspective, Yang Xuming at this time looks even more weird.

If someone passes by and sees this scene, it is estimated that it will leave a deep psychological shadow.

But Yang Xuming sat there unconsciously, slowly sliding the screen of the phone.

He was waiting for the arrival at one o'clock in the morning.

While waiting, Yang Xuming searched for a keyword on the Internet.

Wangguanying.

This place name that appeared in his nightmare filled him with anxiety.

If it weren't for Plum, he would have been killed by the unknown female ghost last night.

The other party is from the royal camp?

Yang Xuming desperately wants to know what this place is.

There are two results from search engines.

One is a township under Tangshan City, Hebei Province, and the other is in Liupanshui, Guizhou.

The one in Hebei Province is too far away and hardly needs to be considered.

Yang Xuming began to pay attention to this Wangguan Camp to which Liupanshui's jurisdiction belongs.

However, there are very few introductions about Wangguanying on the Internet, just an ordinary village here.

This village is located on Provincial Highway 212, which belongs to Yangmei Yi and Miao Autonomous Township, borders Faer Town and Xinjie Yi and Miao Autonomous Township, and is about 60 kilometers away from the urban area of ​​Liupanshui.

Yang Xuming searched the map and found that this village turned out to be a major traffic road. If you go to these two towns and take the provincial road, you must pass through this village called Wangguanying.

Sitting at the intersection of three forks, Yang Xuming searched for related information for a while, but found no more.

This kind of ordinary villages with little characteristics leave little information on the Internet.

Yang Xuming finally put down the phone and let out a long breath.

It seems that instead of relying on search engines to help him, it is better to count on the broken book "The Record of Life and Death".

This book seems to have some ability to calculate.

Just give it a little clue and introduction, and it can infer a lot of things.

For example, it only knows Gu Yue'e's name, and then it knows where Gu Yue'e is.

But the flaw is that this broken book seems to be inaccurate.

When Yang Xuming asked the ghost, Li Zi's reaction completely exceeded its expectations.

Uh... When it comes to asking ghosts, Yang Xuming suddenly feels a little uncomfortable.

The last time "The Record of Life and Death" asked him to ask the ghost mysteriously, and finally he got the sentence "Don't save it, wait for death".

This time, "The Record of Life and Death" asked him to find Xiaozi, will he be pitted too...

Yang Xuming sat in the dark and hesitated for a while, feeling a little painful.

And time, has gradually approached one o'clock in the morning.

Finally, Yang Xuming took a deep breath, and took out "The Record of Life and Death" and cursed.

"You will cheat me again this time, and I will tear you up before I die!"

After cursing, regardless of whether the "Living and Death Records" could be heard or not, Yang Xuming directly put the book into his pocket.

Then he took out the fruit knife and stroked his finger lightly.

"hiss…"

When his finger was cut, Yang Xuming took a breath.

Then he pinched his finger at the bowl of white rice in front of him, and dripped a drop of blood into the rice.

Under the light of the flashlight, there was a little scarlet red in the center of the pale rice.

The bright colors seem inexplicably permeating.

After dripping the blood, Yang Xuming didn't delay, and after sticking the wound on his finger casually with band-aids, he took out the lighter and lit the three candles in front of him one by one.

After finishing all this, he took a deep breath and put down the flashlight.

As the flashlight went out, only the dim light of three candles remained in this dark intersection.

In the dark world, I can't feel any human smoke.

On the top of the desolate and silent mountain, only the stern wind can be heard.

Yang Xuming sat in the darkness, as if surrounded by a deep and dense black ocean.

Only the dim light of the three candles illuminates a small area in this dark world.

It's like an island in the dark.

But the candlelight was too dim. It seemed that it would go out when a gust of wind blew. Not only could it not give people a sense of security, but it made Yang Xuming a little flustered.

-What will happen to him if the wind blows out the candle in the middle of the ceremony?

As soon as this horrible association appeared, Yang Xuming shuddered.

Yang Xuming murmured as he pinched the chopsticks stiffly with his fingers.

"Plum, you have to bless me..."

Then, he raised the chopsticks in his hand and tapped the empty bowl in front of him lightly.

when-

The crisp and crisp sound from the ceramic bowl, with a kind of weird hum, also spread in the darkness.

Yang Xuming's heart was tense in vain, a little nervous.

I don't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the sound of knocking the bowl seemed to spread farther than he thought?

He raised his chopsticks and knocked again.

The sound of beating the bowl was still crisp, spreading far away in the darkness.

Yang Xuming's body tightened.

He felt that the sound of knocking the bowl not only spread farther than he thought, but there seemed to be resonance or echo in the dark?

Yang Xuming swallowed and continued to beat the bowl.

When-when-when-when-

The crisp sound of knocking the bowl spread out loudly.

It's like a naughty child knocking on a bowl at a banquet, and it's like a strange bell calling nearby guests to come over for dinner.

Yang Xuming stared at the three candles in front of him tightly, and watched nervously at the three faint flames.

His knocking the bowl became faster unconsciously.

A certain panic and anxiety filled his heart.

Darkness seems to be able to magnify a person's fear and anxiety.

Compared with the enclosed space when asking ghosts, now sitting alone in the dark barren mountains and three-way intersections, Yang Xuming felt that the situation at this time was even more permeating.

No light can be seen in the dark darkness all around.

Those weeds swaying in the night breeze, those ugly bushes spreading, seem to be able to crawl out of something terrible at any time.

In the night breeze, Yang Xuming's sound of knocking the bowl became more and more urgent.

The crisp sound of beating the bowl made him tense every time it sounded.

His fingers are already stiff.

But he didn't dare to stop at all, he kept tapping, tapping...

When-when-when-when-

Yang Xuming's bowling sound continued to sound in the darkness, and it seemed to spread farther and farther.

At the dark fork in the road, the whistling wind suddenly stopped strangely.

In other words, Yang Xuming can't hear the wind anymore?

He was stunned and realized what was wrong.

Something rustled in the darkness.

The weird noise seemed to be slowly approaching him.

Getting closer…

Start selling miserable testimonials on shelves

It’s on the shelves tomorrow, and I’m going to write a testimonial about it.

Well, according to the conventions of the arena, the testimonials on the shelves are all going to sell badly.

But I've always been bad at selling miserables, so the previous reviews on the shelves have been dry.

But this time, the times are different! Old guys! This time I want to sell it with confidence!

awful! It's really miserable!

I'm so miserable!

Well, the sale is over.

Well, the following is the text.

This time, the reason for writing supernaturally is that I was forced to be helpless and drive the ducks to the shelves.

The ghost knows why I am a coward who has never dared to watch supernatural novels and horror movies since I was a child, why would I write supernatural novels.

Probably it's for the sake of rice.

The dystocia of the new book started at the end of last year. The boring novels are the same, and interesting ideas are hard to find. I have been thinking about it for more than three months, but I haven't thought of a suitable new book idea.

Finally, I heard that Lingyi Wen was very popular, and several Lingyi horror articles at point X have been ordered.

So the dead horse became a living horse doctor and went to X point to study horror novels.

The ghost knows that I am a timid person who is afraid of ghosts. Why do I have the courage to read supernatural novels.

Anyway, when I watched the horror room, I watched it in one breath. I didn't even dare to sleep a day and a night.

It's so scary.

Why do these authors write these horrible things to intimidate readers? It's horrible fun!

I learned from the pain, and finally decided to change this world dominated by horror novels.

I want to make my debut as an author, to write a supernatural novel full of love and justice, to write a warm and touching supernatural story to heal readers, and return the world to a bright future!

…The above is pure nonsense.

The real situation is the first time I wrote a supernatural novel, and I wrote all kinds of headaches.

Every time the code word is immersed in that kind of weird plot, the whole person's heart is tense. A text message at this time can shock me.

So when I code words, all phones and computers are muted, just to not scare myself.

And it’s the first time to write about supernatural subjects. To be honest, I am still a bit unskilled in rendering the atmosphere and write very slowly.

I used to have about 3,000 words in an hour, but now I have less than 2,000 words in an hour. I am writing and changing at the same time, and the speed is very slow.

Sometimes it is found that the direction of the plot is wrong, and the whole chapter has to be deleted and rewritten.

In this case, I didn't even save many chapters.

Spiritual novels are more difficult to write than I thought.

So don’t urge you to change it in the future, I want more updates than you guys do.

The more you update, the more money you have. If you can update a little bit more, I will update desperately without you mentioning.

After all, a new member is about to be added to the family... Well, yes, my wife is pregnant.

Looking to the sky.

In recent days, I have been accompanying her to the hospital and doing prenatal check-ups almost every day.

The wife's health is not very good, and we are not prepared enough, the situation of this child is a bit bad. The progesterone value is far below the horizontal line, there is a great possibility of threatened abortion.

Now I am taking medicine to protect my baby according to the doctor's instructions. I hope it will be effective...

A bunch of things recently made me a little bit burnt.

The few chapters that I have saved with difficulty before have been saved, but I have not been able to update them in the hospital these days, and they have basically been consumed.

And it is foreseeable that in the days to come, there will be more of this kind of burnout, and there will be more and more places to spend money.

To be honest, the pressure is a little bit higher.

So the new book hopes that everyone will support it as much as possible.

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Those who have the money hold a money market, and those who have no money hold a personal one.

If you can order an automatic subscription or something, then I would really appreciate it.

Hmm...the last update time is tomorrow.

Because tomorrow I will accompany my wife to the hospital for a review to see if the progesterone supplemented for a few days can increase the progesterone value.

If it works, then there is hope for the child to keep it.

After the inspection is over, I should go home at about 10:30 or eleven and release Chapter V.

At that time, I hope everyone will join in.

Now I am also working hard to write the manuscript, hoping to give you a few more chapters tomorrow.

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Above, thank you all.

Many thanks.