All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

If it's not a little fairy, Yang Xuming is a little curious.

Did this guy's brother really find something in the red house?

He asked curiously: It's scary inside? How to say?

Not a little fairy: Except that no animals dared to approach the building, my brother found that there was still a pile of rotten vegetables in the kitchen after entering the house.

Not a little fairy: It stands to reason that after three years, the maggots can eat all those dishes. But the dishes smelled like that, and there were no flies and maggots. Obviously, the ghosts in there were so fierce that even flies dared not get close.

Not a little fairy: And there is a strange Bodhisattva in that family. My brother said that there are only a small number of people with special beliefs in Guizhou who offer bodhisattvas, and most people don't offer bodhisattvas.

Not little fairies: And among those who make offerings to Bodhisattvas, most of those offerings are evil Bodhisattvas, not Guanyin of Buddhism at all, but some kind of monsters and evil spirits, similar to the yellow and white fox willows in Northeast China. Ash, very evil.

Yang Xuming: Yellow and white fox and willow ash? What's the meaning?

Not a little fairy: The yellow and white fox and willow ash are folk beliefs in the Northeast, which originated from Shamanism. The fox fairy is a fox, the yellow fairy is a weasel, the white fairy is a hedgehog, the Liu fairy is a snake, and the gray fairy is a mouse.

Not a little fairy: Legend has it that these five animals are easy to cultivate and have terrible powers. Therefore, many people in the Northeast provide for such spirits as Huang Taixian.

Not a little fairy: And there are similar folk beliefs in Guizhou, have you heard of the Shiri?

Yang Xuming: Uh... I don't seem to have heard of it.

Not a little fairy: It is a kind of name for goddess in Guizhou folk. These wet sprites claim to be able to communicate with Bodhisattvas, and often trick some superstitious farmers into asking Bodhisattvas to enter the house. It is said that these bodhisattvas can bless the family in peace.

Not a fairy: However, ten percent of the bodhisattvas invited by the wet sprites are evil bodhisattvas of unknown origin. Don't talk about peace and safety, except to help the wet sprite cheat money, it has no effect at all.

Yang Xuming: These evil bodhisattvas are so unreliable, are there still people who are willing to believe?

Not a little fairy: Of course there are fewer and fewer people now, but there are still some. My uncle’s family believes in this stuff. Whenever something happens in the house, my uncle’s mother jumps like a goat, she can jump all night without stopping, convulsions all over her body, and mental disorders. I can’t call it anything. Awake.

Not a little fairy: Then every time this kind of thing happens, my uncle will ask the wet sprite who originally invited the Bodhisattva to his house to retreat, and it will cost a few thousand at a time.

Not a fairy: But the ridiculous thing is that the wet sprite belongs to my grandmother's village, and my grandmother and my mother belong to the same village. My grandmother had never heard that a woman would retreat and become a wet sprite, but my uncle's family still couldn't believe it, and no one would listen to it.

Yang Xuming: Then your uncle is quite persistent...but you know a lot, you are from Liupanshui?

Not a little fairy: I am a good person from Liupanshui, but these are what my brother and my mother said. Why are you asking this? Want noodles?

Yang Xuming: Hahaha...I am not interested in girls.

Not the little fairy: Cut... is it gay? By the way, there is one more thing. My brother said that there was a coffin in that red house, which was on the second floor.

Not a little fairy: there is a shadow of a child at the bottom of the coffin, and there are many nail scratches and blood marks on the inner wall of the coffin. There must have been a child suffocated in the coffin before.

Not a little fairy: Anyway, stay away from the red house. My brother said that the place is evil and dangerous.

Yang Xuming: Do you seem to like your brother quite (funny).

Not a fairy: I like a fart! I'm not brother control, okay, I am Yan control. I'm not interested in the ordinary-looking dead house of my brother.

Yang Xuming: Is your brother a dead house? It's such a coincidence, so am I. Why don't you send me your brother's account and I will talk to him?

Not the little fairy: What are you doing? Are you really gay?

Yang Xuming: I just think that your brother seems to know these supernatural legends very well and wants to know about them, because I am also very curious about these supernatural stories. It's rare to meet a fellow, isn't it normal to want to meet?

Not a little fairy: Then you have to wait for a while, my brother went out yesterday to collect materials. It is estimated that it will take a few days to come back. When he comes back, I will ask him his opinion and see if he is willing to add you.

Yang Xuming: Does your brother go out to collect materials? where to? Is your brother a photographer?

Not a little fairy: I can’t disclose the job to you for the time being, but it’s okay to tell you where my brother went. He has gone to Wangguanying. You really want to give him an anal. You can go to Wangguanying to find him by yourself (laughs). It's just over an hour's drive on the highway.

Yang Xuming:............

Seeing the three words [Wangguanying], Yang Xuming's heart jumped.

An ugly face of bitterness and hatred seemed to appear before his eyes again.

In his ears, he seemed to hear the strange and harsh suona again.

Fuck... Isn't this girl's brother the owner of the red embroidered shoes?

Is this guy a death beast?

Go to the Red House for an adventure first, and now go to Wangguanying?

Why does it happen to have something to do with this kind of thing every time...

Yang Xuming hesitated for a while, and replied: Then I will trouble you, your brother is back, can you introduce him, I really want to see him.

Yang Xuming was only purely curious at first, but now he really pays attention to it.

There was an inexplicable intuition in his heart that this sister's brother was definitely not simply going to the countryside for a walk in Wangguanying.

This madman who is full of knowledge of spiritual legends went to places like Wangguanying, maybe there was a clear goal.

Although Yang Xuming didn't want to go to Wangguanying to find the owner of the embroidered shoes, he didn't want to have anything to do with the female ghost car.

But it would be best if you could learn more.

Otherwise, the other party would have another Red Sha to **** their relatives, and he couldn't accept it.

Get to know the other party more, maybe next time there is an accident, there will be a way to deal with it.

After chatting with this girl for a while, Yang Xuming realized that it was almost twelve o'clock.

So he casually found an excuse to say goodbye to the other party, and hurried offline.

Wangguanying or something, far away in the sky, can't affect him at all.

When the red evil female ghost came again, there were plums covering him anyway, and she was not afraid at all.

But the two ghosts in the family were the ones that Li Zi acquiesced to kill him.

For Yang Xuming, this is the most terrible thing that needs to be dealt with first.

Putting down the phone, Yang Xuming began to prepare in advance in accordance with the requirements of "The Record of Life and Death".

He walked into the bedroom, changed the suit and pants he was wearing, put it on the bed, and then covered it with a quilt.

Then he changed into another suit and went out.

Carrying a diary and holding willow branches, Yang Xuming placed the red embroidered shoes in the center of the empty living room.

Then, he took a deep breath.

With his back against the wall, he tied his eyes with a red band.

In an instant, Yang Xuming's world was nothing but pitch black...