All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Yang Xuming tightly grasped the red candle in his pocket, and stared nervously at the old man in front of him.

However, a more weird and terrifying scene happened at this time.

The old man sitting under the locust tree seemed to notice what was in Yang Xuming's pocket, and his completely dark eyes stared at Yang Xuming's pocket.

Obviously the other party didn't do anything, but Yang Xuming knew clearly-this old ghost was looking at the candle in his pocket! It found plums!

However, Yang Xuming did not see any fear or fear on the face of the old man.

The old ghost had clearly discovered plums, but he didn't respond at all?

This old ghost...isn't you afraid of plums...

Yang Xuming's heart sank slightly.

It was the first time that even Li Zi could not hold back the scene.

Even the ghosts that are as fierce as an air-raid shelter, and stronger than the evil spirits of the other shore flower, are full of jealousy and fear for the sudden plum.

But this old ghost of inexplicable origins didn't even react to Plum?

Even Yang Xuming had the illusion that the old man's dark eyes seemed to be conveying a silent contempt-you can't save you if you call her out.

As the old man moved, the weird "human" figures standing in the yard began to agitate.

A pair of cold eyes focused on Yang Xuming's body.

Drops of scarlet blood dripped in the snow, staining the snow field after block.

The few ghosts who were relatively close to Yang Xuming were already pacing restlessly, and the fierce and terrifying aura condensed in the yard, as heavy as a mountain, almost crushing Yang Xuming.

MMP...can't stand it anymore!

Yang Xuming stared at the old ghost under the locust tree, biting his teeth.

The big tail wolf pretending to be your uncle!

Yang Xuming caught the red candle and was about to take it out soon.

But at this moment, the young man sitting under the locust tree suddenly moved.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Yang Xuming.

The moment the two sides stared at each other, the corners of the youth's mouth overflowed with blood.

His eyes were still dull, but when he saw Yang Xuming's bell, the youth's eyes lit up.

But the aura quickly disappeared, and the young man's eyes became the kind of dead gray wood again.

He slowly raised the chess piece in his hand and murmured.

"Take Lin Qiu away..."

The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the desperate howling of a survivor who had not drunk water for dozens of days.

But Yang Xuming could not hear any despair or fear in the mouth of this young man.

In that voice, there was only endless exhaustion and dull peace.

He said grimly, "Never come to me again."

After speaking, the young man put down the red chess piece in his hand, as if abstaining from voting.

With his actions like this, the chess piece in his hand shattered silently, breaking into several pieces and falling on the ground.

From the text fragments on the fragments, it can be vaguely recognized that this is a [car].

And at the moment when the chess piece broke, there seemed to be an invisible force spreading in this courtyard.

A cold gust of wind suddenly threw up in the snow. In the gust of wind, Yang Xuming felt that his body seemed to be hit by some repulsive force.

He felt he was knocked out.

Everything in the yard, those ghosts, snow, locust trees, chess game... everything, quickly disappeared in his field of vision.

The last picture Yang Xuming saw was the young man slumping down under the locust tree, and the old man opposite him raising a chess piece and eating another [car] of the young man.

Yes, eat it.

The moment the blood-red car was covered by the pitch-black car, it was swallowed directly into the black chess piece.

As the other chess piece disappeared, the young man screamed in pain.

At that moment, his body seemed to have lost something important...

"……Um?!"

Yang Xuming, who opened his eyes instantly, shook his body suddenly.

He found himself standing in front of the shrine of the small wooden house, with the pale and strange Guanyin statue in front of him.

The light of the day shone in along the door behind him, just falling on his heel.

Everything seemed to be exactly the same as when he first entered the house, without any difference.

Even the pale Guanyin statue on the shrine is intact and has not disappeared.

Watching this scene, before Yang Xuming had time to speak, a surprised voice sounded behind him.

"You... are you back?"

Yang Xuming turned his head and found that Lin Qiuzheng was standing at the door with a look of surprise, as if he was relieved.

"You suddenly disappeared just now and scared me to death," Lin Qiu said, "I thought you were attacked by a ghost, and quickly took a mirror into the room, but I couldn't find you at all."

Yang Xuming was slightly startled, "I disappeared just now?"

Lin Qiu nodded, "Well, as soon as you entered the house and walked to the shrine, you suddenly disappeared out of thin air, without even a sign."

"What's the matter? Have you been attacked by that butcher?" Lin Qiu was a little nervous.

Yang Xuming looked at Lin Qiu's reaction, thought about it, and asked, "How long have I disappeared?"

"Uh... a minute or so?" Lin Qiu said uncertainly, "It didn't take long anyway."

This answer was somewhat beyond Yang Xuming's expectations.

He spent so long in the dark ruins at the beginning, and was surrounded by those ghosts in the small snowy courtyard. He witnessed the strange and terrifying ghosts, but only a minute passed?

This time is almost the time Yang Xuming spent in the snowy courtyard.

Could it be that all his previous experiences in that dark ruin were just false nightmares, and the passage of time was different from the real world?

Yang Xuming looked at the girl's nervousness and said, "Don't worry, the butcher ghost will not appear for the time being."

"Also, I seem to have seen your brother."

Yang Xuming said.

Lin Qiu was slightly startled, "My brother? Where is it?"

"In a small courtyard full of ghosts, he sits under a locust tree and plays chess with a terrifying old ghost."

"The bet in the chess game seems to be his life."

"And in the scene I saw before I left, he had only one cannon and two horses left, and he fell into a disadvantage."

"Perhaps he can't hold it anymore."

Yang Xuming said.

Of course, if Lin Zongli had not given up a [car] in order to send Yang Xuming out of that place, he would probably not have lost another [car].

In this case, Lin Zongli, who has two cars and two horses, can even be said to have the upper hand.

It's a pity that he mobilized the whole body by pulling one, and his action of abandoning his son directly ruined his last hope of victory.

Yang Xuming looked at the girl in front of him and said.

"Your brother asked me to tell you to stop looking for him."

Yang Xuming said, "He doesn't want you to be in danger because of him."

Yang Xuming wanted to persuade the girl to go, and then went to find the group of ghosts by himself.

The strength of the ghosts in the small courtyard was too terrifying, and Yang Xuming had lost the confidence to retreat all over.

Even Li Zi can't control the horrible crisis of the situation...

For the sake of safety, he still persuades the girl in front of him to go home, so that he can be worthy of Lin Zongli's sentiment.