All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Bells?

When Ying Sixue took out the bell, Yang Xuming was inexplicably cold on his back.

It seems that what is in front of me is something weird and unclean.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and did not touch the bell hastily.

Instead, he asked, "This bell appeared on you out of thin air? You brought it home? Do you think this bell has something to do with your being entangled by ghosts?"

The girl hesitated for a few seconds and nodded, "If there is something wrong, there is only this."

Yang Xuming asked, "So what about the friend who took you to the funeral? Is it okay now?"

Ying Sixue nodded, "I told her about this, and she even came to stay with me for two days. But even she couldn't see the old man."

"In fact, no one can see the old man, only I can see it."

"It only seems to want to kill me, and has no interest in other people."

Ying Sixue's answer made Yang Xuming frowned.

It seems that this old man's murder is also organized?

So what exactly did Ying Sixue do to bump into it and get entangled by it?

Yang Xuming asked, "Let me make sure that at the funeral you went to, the deceased was this old man, right?"

Ying Sixue swallowed and nodded, "I asked my friend to show me the picture of the old man. It is indeed correct..."

Yang Xuming thought for a while, then asked, "Then when you went to the funeral, what did you do, who you met, and what happened?"

Ying Sixue shook her head, "I just followed my friend to pay the money, and then sat down at the banquet for a meal, and then we left, not even entering the mourning hall."

Yang Xuming was a little surprised, "You didn't do anything, did this bell appear on you inexplicably?"

He touched his chin and asked, "Have you tried to throw away the bell?"

Ying Sixue nodded, "I tried it once, but Bell came back quickly and inexplicably. Then I didn't do useless work anymore."

"Emmmmm... now it seems that the problem shouldn't be with you," Yang Xuming meditated. "Since that old man only pesters you, that is, no one was killed in the village?"

"Yes," Ying Sixue replied, "I asked my friends, everything in their village is business as usual, no one sees the old man."

"It seems that it may be that you are an outsider, so the old people are entangled with you," Yang Xuming touched his chin and thought, "but why does this old man target you, a village outsider who is attending the funeral?"

Judging from the current situation, this old man's murder seems to be logical.

With so many people attending the funeral, it only focused on Ying Sixue.

Could it be that this old man is simply xenophobic?

Improbable...

At present, all Li ghosts are basically in a state of chaos and disorder, their thinking is completely chaotic, but their actions are driven by obsession and resentment.

There must be some reason for the other party to resent outsiders.

Yang Xuming asked, "Have you ever heard of the old man's family situation and the burial situation?"

Ying Sixue nodded, "I asked a friend, and she said that the old man's surname is Shi, he has no children, no daughters, and no wives. He has always lived by himself."

"Even when he was buried, it was his brother's two sons who came to help him preside over the funeral."

"But the old man raised a black cat before his death, and that black cat has lived with the old man for more than 20 years."

"After the old man passed away, the black cat has been lying on the old man's coffin to keep people away."

"Mr. Yin and Yang said that the black cat and the old man have lived together for too long, and the fate of the two has been entangled together. Now that the old man has passed away, the two are separated. It is not good for the old man or the black cat."

"In order to prevent it from becoming an evildoer, it must be allowed to accompany the elderly."

"In this way, the old man and the black cat will find peace in the underground."

Ying Sixue's statement made Yang Xuming dumbfounded, "So that group of people killed the black cat?"

Could this be the cat he saw yesterday?

Ying Sixue shook her head, "It's not..."

Having said that, she looked around a little uneasy, as if someone in the corner was spying on her.

Then, Ying Sixue settled her mind and continued, "The morning when they carried the coffin up the mountain, they sealed the black cat in the coffin of the old man and buried it with the old man..."

"Damn!" Yang Xuming was shocked after hearing this development.

Even people like him who don't know anything about Feng Shui metaphysics know that after the old man is buried, he can't let the cat come close.

This group of people even sealed the live cat and the corpse in a coffin and buried them together. What kind of operation is this?

"Will someone agree to this kind of sand sculpture request?" Yang Xuming was shocked.

Ying Sixue said, "It is said that Mr. Yin and Yang who ordered the old man's fengshui cave is very capable, and he is famous in Liupanshui. Many people have seen the location of the tomb he ordered, and they all say it is a very good burial site. , So no one questioned that Mr. Yin Yang’s proposal."

Yang Xuming touched his chin and said in deep thought, "I suspect that Mr. Yin and Yang has a problem... Do you know who that Mr. Yin and Yang is? He is also a local?"

Ying Sixue hesitated and understood what Yang Xuming meant.

"Mr. Yang, you mean, that old man might be trying to trouble that Mr. Yin and Yang?"

Ying Sixue thought for a while, and then said, "Indeed, the day I went to the funeral, it was obviously the day when the coffin was carried and buried, but Mr. Yin and Yang never appeared."

"And from what I heard at the banquet, Mr. Yin Yang is indeed not a native of the village."

Ying Sixue's words made Yang Xuming probably figure out the situation.

"It seems that there is a high probability that you will become Mr. Yin Yang's replacement."

Yang Xuming said, "When people die, they become ghosts, and their thinking will become confused. The old man may only remember that an outsider killed him, but he can't remember who the outsider was. It happened that you, an outsider, attended the funeral. It was watching."

Yang Xuming had a headache, "But ghosts can't communicate. Even if we guess the real situation, we can't convince the old man to stop."

Ying Sixue saw that Yang Xuming had a headache and was a little uneasy, "Then what should we do..."

Yang Xuming felt his neck for a while and said, "Let me take a look at this bell first."

He looked down at the bell in front of him and said, "If I guessed correctly, this bell should be the relic of that black cat."

With that, Yang Xuming gently pinched the cat bell in front of him.

Then, a cold feeling was silently attached to Yang Xuming's neck.

The moment he held the cat bell, he actually felt the sensation of the blade sticking to his neck again.

Yang Xuming quickly threw the bell away.

Depend on……

He touched his neck, bleeding.