All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The moment the rooster cried sounded, Yang Xuming's heart sank suddenly.

He still remembered what the old man said, as soon as the rooster cried, he had to rush back to his room.

This is the situation that Yang Xuming most wants to see.

Although the old man looked very nice, he did not have any malice towards Yang Xuming.

But in this strange and unpredictable environment, he didn't want to get too involved with the other party.

But……

Yang Xuming glanced at the depths of the bamboo forest, then turned around and started running wildly.

He still didn't know what was in the depths of the bamboo forest in front of him, and an invisible strange monster appeared outside the village.

The situation was so strange and inexplicable, Yang Xuming had no choice but to listen to the old man and rush back.

However, when Yang Xuming rushed to the village and came outside the house where the vermilion lacquer coffin was parked, he stopped.

Ahead, on the only small road in the middle of the village, two figures were standing at this time.

A girl with a dull expression and blank eyes is Ying Sixue who Yang Xuming is very familiar with.

The other is a middle-aged woman who is a little older, wearing a weird suit, a large string of Buddhist beads around her neck, holding a white candle in her left hand, and a tin stick in her right hand.

If it weren't for her wearing ordinary modern clothes under her vestment and her hair, Yang Xuming would almost think that the other party was a nun.

The moment the two sides met, the middle-aged woman turned around and ran away without saying a word.

He rushed directly into a room not far away.

Yang Xuming remembered clearly that it was a room with a white coffin.

After the middle-aged woman left, Ying Sixue, with a dull-eyed expression, stood in the middle of the road so silly and motionless.

The rooster cries at the entrance of the village began to appear stern and painful, and seemed to be caught in a bitter fight.

Yang Xuming couldn't care to ask how Ying Sixue came here, and what happened to that woman.

He rushed directly in front of Ying Sixue, held the girl directly over his shoulder, and then began to run wildly.

Yang Xuming followed the middle-aged woman into the hall with a white coffin.

However, after rushing into the hall, Yang Xuming did not see the middle-aged woman, and the other party seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The lid of the white lacquered coffin was still tightly closed, without any trace of being passive.

The **** cries at the entrance of the village suddenly became extremely stern.

Then it stopped abruptly, as if the chicken was dead.

In this village, there was a sudden silence for a second.

Immediately afterwards, the restless sound that Yang Xuming made when he killed the chicken suddenly appeared in the village.

It seems that there are many people walking around the house, wanting to come out.

The white coffin beside Yang Xuming shook sharply, and there was a dull sound in the coffin.

It seems that there is something in the coffin trying to crawl out...

The flame of the candle in Yang Xuming's hand turned directly into red.

Depend on……

Can't you stay in this room?

Also, what is the situation with that suspicious middle-aged woman? Why did you come in?

And why is Ying Sixue hypnotized?

What does that woman want to do when she comes in with Ying Sixue?

Yang Xuming had doubts, but he had no time to ask now.

Because the noise in the white coffin began to grow louder, the originally closed coffin lid was slowly being pushed, and a gap had been exposed.

The indescribable strong rancid smell overflowed along the gap in the coffin.

Yang Xuming directly put down Ying Sixue and walked quickly to the side of the coffin.

The gap between the lid of the coffin is getting bigger and bigger, and the contents inside are pushing the lid of the coffin vigorously.

But soon, the other party stopped.

The things in the coffin seemed to be aware of Yang Xuming who was guarding outside.

There was silence for a few seconds in the empty hall.

Then……

boom!

With a loud noise, the white-painted coffin lid was slammed into the air and hit Yang Xuming next to it heavily.

The extremely heavy coffin covered all of Yang Xuming's sight for an instant, and Taishan slammed toward him like the top of the mountain.

Yang Xuming quickly dodged aside, but was still hit on the shoulder, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

But Yang Xuming ignored the pain in his shoulder, and rushed directly to the coffin that had no lid.

Raised the big sword in his hand.

Then, froze in midair.

The coffin was empty, nothing.

This picture completely exceeded Yang Xuming's expectations.

No one in the coffin? So what was moving in the coffin just now?

Or...I can't see the things in this coffin?

Yang Xuming quickly turned around and looked at the lid of the coffin to prevent the contents from sticking to the lid.

But nothing was seen on the lid of the coffin behind him.

In this empty and dark hall, only Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue stood at the door.

The flames of the candle in Yang Xuming's hand kept shaking.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuming found a strange place.

...It seems to be getting darker and darker around.

The darkness even began to eat away at the area illuminated by the candlelight, and the door that had been open had been closed at some time.

Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue stood in a completely enclosed room like this. The darkness in the room became denser and denser, and they continued to erode the area illuminated by the candlelight as if they were alive.

Yang Xuming almost couldn't even see Ying Sixue clearly.

"Xiaoxue!"

Yang Xuming shouted and quickly walked to the girl's side.

But the girl still stood there blankly, motionless, without any response to Yang Xuming's call.

The darkness in the room was about to swallow the last darkness left beside Yang Xuming.

With the candle in his hand, the flame of the candle was beating, but it had no effect.

Seeing that the darkness in the room was about to swallow the two of them completely, Yang Xuming could only walk up to Ying Sixue, leaning against Ying Sixue's body, so as not to lose them in the darkness.

Soon, the darkness completely swallowed the last bit of light in the room.

Yang Xuming could clearly feel that the candle in his hand was still burning.

The heat of the candle flame still passed to his hand.

But he couldn't see any light.

In the completely dark world, the only thing he could touch except the ground under his feet was Ying Sixue beside him.

Yang Xuming couldn't figure out what was going on. It was completely dark all around, and even the light of the candle was swallowed by the darkness.

Is this his blindness?

Or is this room occupied by something weird?

Yang Xuming stood vigilantly in the dark. After waiting for a few seconds, without waiting for any attack, he did not sit still and began to move slowly.

He remembered clearly that Ying Sixue was next to the gate.

Yang Xuming wanted to open the door to see what was going on outside.

However, his outstretched hand fell through.

It stands to reason that from his current position, he only needs to stretch out his hand to reach the gate.

But let alone Yang Xuming stretched out his hand, he even stretched out the sword that was more than one meter long in his hand, and still did not touch the door.

It seems that the door has disappeared out of thin air...