All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

At the moment when the blood-colored words appeared, Yang Xuming suddenly kicked the diary in front of him with a "swipe" sound.

A look of horror.

Seeing the line of **** text popping out, his goose bumps all over his body.

What's this...

It was your sister who died?

But fortunately, the red candle in his hand did not burn, and the diary was just lying quietly on the dirty concrete floor, without any movement.

Yang Xuming's heart rate gradually slowed down.

In the silent silence, Yang Xuming, who was squatting in the corner, felt that the world was extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that I could only hear my own heartbeat.

At this moment, Yang Xuming discovered another strange place in this red house.

-Quiet.

That's right, it's quiet.

It stands to reason that there should be a lot of crickets and insects near the houses under such barren hills.

It's summer, and it's the noisiest time of those insects.

On the way here, the sound of insects in the cornfield and bamboo forest kept ringing.

But as soon as I entered the vicinity of this red house, there was no sound of insects?

In this room, even the trace of a creature like a rat was not seen.

It stands to reason that this kind of old house that has been abandoned for many years should be visited by rats frequently.

There should be a nasty smell of rat urine in the room, and there should be rat bite marks on the sofa and cabinet.

But not in this room.

Apart from being covered with a layer of dust, there are no traces of animal activity.

Even the pile of rotten vegetables in the kitchen did not show any flies or maggots.

It seems that even mosquitoes and mice dare not approach this red house...

Yang Xuming swallowed, and cautiously placed the red candle in his hand on the pink diary.

However, there is no response.

This diary that records the girl's life experience really seems to be just a simple diary, and it doesn't make the red candle burn immediately.

But when I met the dark shadow before, the red candle didn't burn either.

Obviously, this red candle doesn't burn immediately when it encounters a ghost, and it may take a ghost to attack him to react.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuming didn't dare to touch that diary.

He had already read the above things anyway, so there was no need to read it again.

He thought, stood up cautiously, and after reconfirming that no new words appeared in the diary, he directly moved the desk next to it and pressed it on the diary.

Then, Yang Xuming pressed his back against the wall and slowly moved to the side.

Although there are no more weird reactions in this diary, safety comes first.

Yang Xuming slowly left the bedroom and walked into the room behind the bedroom in this very funny way of moving.

But this back room was empty and there was nothing.

The walls are not even painted with porcelain powder, they are still rough.

There are many corn kernels on the empty concrete floor.

The air was covered with the smell of dust mixed with dried corn kernels.

As for the other things, there is nothing.

Obviously, this room hasn't been renovated. Not only is it unoccupied, but it is not even piled up. It is only used to dry corn.

Yang Xuming exited the room and returned to the bedroom of the sisters.

In the corner by the window, the desk with the diary is still pressed on it, and it has not been opened.

Yang Xuming moved against the wall and slowly exited the room.

He closed the wooden door gently and returned to the small dark corridor outside.

On the opposite side was the room that smelled of decay and the wooden door was unpainted.

Here is Yang Xuming's next exploration area.

Without delay, he directly pushed open the wooden door.

Time has been delayed a lot, and Yang Xuming felt that every time he stayed for a while, the more dangerous he would become.

"The Record of Life and Death" makes it very clear that "they" will gradually wake up.

This gradually regained consciousness and became very spiritual.

If "they" fully awakened, what would this red house become?

At first it was the dark shadow sitting on the sofa, then the sister's diary, and then what would it be?

Yang Xuming didn't dare to think, and didn't want to think about it.

After confirming that the house in front of him was not in danger, he slipped in, and then closed the door behind him again.

What appeared in front of Yang Xuming was a big room.

Look at the structure, it is similar to the hall in the middle of the first floor.

However, the room was empty, the walls were not painted, and there was nothing on the floor.

At a glance, there was nothing but dust.

The rancid smell permeating the air became stronger here.

Yang Xuming noticed that this room also has windows, but no glass.

If there is any crisis, he may be able to jump out of this window.

You shouldn’t be killed on the second floor...

Thinking like this, Yang Xuming walked around the empty house, and after making sure that he had found nothing else, he focused his gaze on the last door that he had never entered.

In this house, the structure of the first and second floors should be the same.

After Yang Xuming went up to the second floor, he explored the sister's bedroom on the right and the empty room in the middle, so only the room on the left was left unexplored.

Are the red embroidered shoes there?

The rancid smell in the air seems to come from there...

Yang Xuming held the red candle and slowly approached the wooden door that was also unpainted.

Then, the wooden door was opened.

Squeak —

The sound of the door panel slowly turning in the dark felt gloomy no matter how many times I heard it.

Yang Xuming stood at the door and shone the flashlight light in.

In an instant, his face was pale.

In the house, there is a coffin...

In the dimly lit room, a black coffin was quietly placed there, looking strange and gloomy.

After arriving here, the lingering rancid smell was so strong that it almost made Yang Xuming vomit.

This rancid smell came out of this coffin!

And this room is also a rough room without decoration.

Except for the coffin in the center of the room, there is nothing superfluous.

Yang Xuming stood outside the door, not daring to enter for a while.

There are no elderly people in this house, so why put a coffin in the house?

Moreover, the coffin was not placed directly on the floor, but after a few long stools were placed on the floor, the coffin was placed on the three long stools.

The coffin did not touch the floor.

Yang Xuming knew that the buried coffin could not fall to the ground.

Is there already a corpse in this coffin?

Or does it mean that the coffin can't fall to the ground? Even an empty coffin?

Yang Xuming looked at the coffin in front of him with an ugly expression, hesitated for a while.

This red house is really getting more and more weird.

And he could clearly feel that the rancid smell in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

Not just because he was close to the coffin.

Even if he stood there still, the smell became stronger and stronger.

It's like something is gradually waking up...