All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Meng Zhicheng is not very rich, so his car is also very ordinary.

In other words, very poor quality.

The second-hand car bought for 20,000 yuan has a certain history.

The seats on the car also seem to be full of traces of time.

Even the joystick clicked, as if it might be broken at any time.

But at least, this car can still drive.

As Meng Zhicheng started the car, they soon moved away from Chuanxin District.

Liupanshui is not a city full of nightlife. After midnight, the streets are always deserted.

At this point, even in the vicinity of the most popular People's Square in theory, there are not many people on the street, let alone other urban areas.

The dilapidated Volkswagen is getting more and more deviated, and there are fewer and fewer cars on the road.

Later, even looking at the entire road, there was no car.

They had left the city and drove into an asphalt road on the edge of the city.

Residential buildings are no longer visible here, and the road is full of woods on both sides.

In a quiet night, nothing can be heard in the car except the sound of the engine.

The brawny man sat quietly in the back seat, not knowing what he was doing.

Meng Zhicheng secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and found that the other party was just staring at the front calmly.

That calm and calm appearance made people unable to believe that he was going to do some kind of weird and terrifying crime next.

As the car drove forward, the roads on both sides became desolate.

Meng Zhicheng suddenly felt an inexplicable panic.

The guy behind him is gloomy and looks so weird. Shouldn't he slay the donkey and kill him by the way, right?

That guy's box has several friends, and Meng Zhicheng doesn't want to go in and be company with his friends!

After swallowing, Meng Zhicheng tried to get closer to the other party.

"That... Kyrgyz... Kyrgyzstan..."

"Kiraji Ying."

"Oh, Mr. Jiliang Jiying," Meng Zhicheng smiled awkwardly, "Listening to your accent, it seems like a foreigner..."

The strong man glanced at him and said, "I'm from Hunan, and I'm from Xiangxi, Hunan."

I don't know if it was Meng Zhicheng's illusion. He always felt that when the other party said this, he was staring at his neck with malicious intent.

It seems that you are looking for a more convenient place to cut the knife?

Meng Zhicheng panicked even more, and quickly joked to enliven the atmosphere, "Xiangxi? I've heard that there is a corpse shoveler on your side, right?"

This is a good joke. If the other party is really from Xiangxi, then they will definitely explain that there is no so-called corpse-shoveler in them, and they are all rumored outside.

Then I was hitting snakes and sticks, talking about some folklore legends in Guizhou, everyone laughed together, and the atmosphere became lively.

Meng Zhicheng had written the script, but what was strange was that after he finished saying this, the car suddenly fell silent.

The brawny man fell silent. It seemed that he was thinking about how to answer this sentence?

But this is just an ordinary joke, is it so difficult to answer?

Meng Zhicheng suddenly realized something.

A native of Xiangxi, Hunan, a corpse-shoveler, a pale-faced brawny man, carrying a weird big wooden box with some of his friends in it, going to find the corpse in the middle of the night...

Meng Zhicheng's cold sweat slowly dripped down.

He was scolding his mother madly in his heart.

NS! Hastily! Is it because I was fooled by Lao Tzu? Is this guy really a pervert who plays with corpses? The corpse carpenter in Xiangxi?

Then isn't he which pot shouldn't he mention which pot?

If you let this guy know that he guessed his identity, he wouldn't really want to kill him, would he?

Meng Zhicheng was sweating coldly. Seeing that the atmosphere became more and more rigid, in order not to cause misunderstandings, he quickly "proved himself innocence."

"But do you really have a corpse chaser in Xiangxi? I ​​have a few friends from Hunan, and they all told me that they have never seen a corpse chaser. They are all ghost stories that are rumored to be false."

Meng Zhicheng quickly stated that he did not believe in the corpse chaser.

However, the strong man groaned for a few seconds before actually saying, "The corpsesmith? Maybe there is."

In the rearview mirror, the guy touched the wooden box in his arms with a weird expression, and then said, "There are no wonders in this world. If there is a corpse slayer, it is normal."

The meaning of this ambiguous statement is unclear.

But in Meng Zhicheng's view, this answer is very familiar to him.

This way of neither acquiescence nor denial, he sometimes used to deal with those girls.

Often it's because I was said by the other party, but when I didn't want to admit it, I would answer in this ambiguous way.

So this guy is really a corpse chaser...

Meng Zhicheng swallowed, and secretly glanced at the big wooden box in the other's arms, and then he didn't dare to talk anymore, for fear that he would touch the thunder again.

The car, driving alone on the dark mountain road.

At a certain moment, the car turned into a trail.

Out of a certain guilty conscience, he hasn't been here for two years.

Now coming back again, he found that it was not much different from two years ago.

The dark mountain forests on both sides of the road are like beasts that choose people to eat, making people fearful.

Meng Zhicheng drove inside for a while, and finally turned into a small road in a small road.

This trail is no longer on the road.

It's just the grass where more people stepped out.

The car drove forward for a certain distance and came to an end.

Meng Zhicheng stopped the car, pulled the handbrake, and said, "Mr. Kira Yoshikage, we are here."

Now Meng Zhicheng is very respectful to the strong man behind him.

In this wilderness, the opponent's physique can completely crush him.

No matter what happened, even if he shouted loudly, no one would be able to rescue him.

Meng Zhicheng knew when to admit counsel.

He must convince the other party that he is not wary and threatening, so that no matter what happens, he can escape in time when the other party is unprepared.

Meng Zhicheng got out of the car and pointed to the forest in front of him and said, "Let's walk a little further inside and we will be able to reach the place where the body was buried."

In the darkness, the lights went out.

But the moon tonight is very round and bright, and they can vaguely recognize the road ahead under the moonlight.

In the sound of the car door being opened, the strong man got out of the car and then put on his weird big wooden box on his back.

He looked at Meng Zhicheng, "So trouble Mr. Meng to lead the way."

The two took sack rope and spade, abandoned the car and started walking.

The mountain where they are located is not very densely forested.

More bushes.

The two walked in the mountains and forests one after another.

However, as he walked, Meng Zhicheng suddenly discovered a strange thing.

That's where they passed, and the sounds of the insects in the bushes all swiftly moved away.

Nothing seemed to dare to approach them at all.

Meng Zhicheng can be sure that he doesn't have the ability to even be afraid of bugs.

So…

He swallowed, his body stiffened.

In this world... is there really a corpse slayer?