All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In the completely enclosed coffin, Yang Xuming lay curled up, thinking about the black shadow's means.

From now on, the shadow seems to be able to move silently.

But once it is seen, it will remain motionless.

The power is a bit strong, but it should not be powerful, otherwise it can attack Yang Xuming from behind silently, and it will just kill or strangle Yang Xuming directly, there is no need to push Yang Xuming into the coffin without extra effort.

So who is this thin shadow?

There are a family of four in this family, and the younger sister is only 6 years old, it is impossible to be a younger sister.

My sister is 13 years old, it's possible.

But according to the current information, my sister is the girl wearing embroidered shoes.

She should be the scariest ghost in this red house.

If its level is only this black shadow, then "Living and Death" will not give such scary hints at all.

It is impossible to be the father, because his right foot was amputated, and the workers on the construction site could not be so thin.

So in the end, the only object of suspicion was the mother.

The mother whom both sisters mentioned and who had great opinions on her.

Judging from the diary of her sister, this mother not only doesn't care about her children, but even her husband doesn't care.

And before the husband came back from the construction site, there were three mothers and daughters in the family, but the sister, the child, went to buy vegetables and cook. It seemed that there was no mother in the family.

My elder sister wants to go out to work, but she is worried that no one will take care of her younger sister at home, and she has no hope of her mother at home.

Is their mother really so indifferent? Don't care about them at all?

The relationship between the two parties was so bad that the sister felt that her mother was superfluous at home.

Of course, this shadow may also be the liar and goddess that my sister mentioned many times.

However, judging from the current information, my sister has such a strong resentment towards that god-wife, she shouldn't let her continue to stay in her own home after her death, right?

Anyway, this shadow should be very weak.

Attacking Yang Xuming can only hope to suffocate Yang Xuming in a coffin.

So after Yang Xuming took a deep breath, he decided to rush out and deal with the hard-headedness.

He pushed the coffin lid above his head vigorously again, trying to push it open.

But this time, it still failed.

The opponent's power is bigger than imagined.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuming found a strange place.

—The smell in the coffin is gone.

From the moment he entered the coffin, the strong rancid smell in the coffin seemed to disappear.

After realizing this, Yang Xuming's heart sank slightly.

At this time, whether the rancid smell becomes stronger or weaker, it doesn't seem to be a good sign.

He quickly took a look at the inside of the enclosed coffin, but fortunately he didn't see anything weird crawling out.

But Yang Xuming borrowed the light of the flashlight and found that there were many scratches on the inner wall of the coffin.

It's like someone has caught the inner wall of this coffin madly.

Especially on the lid of the coffin, there are a lot of scratches.

Those scratches were even dark stains, like the appearance of blood clotting.

If he weren't lying in this coffin, maybe he couldn't see these things at all.

Thinking of the shadows of the children at the bottom of the coffin again, Yang Xuming's heart sank slightly.

The eight-year-old girl in this family, wouldn't it be suffocated to death in this coffin...

But this coffin is so gloomy, why did that little girl run in?

Although the family believed in a mess, Yang Xuming never believed that the father would throw his daughter into the coffin frantically to suffocate.

But judging from the current situation, the little girl was clearly suffocated in the coffin.

The shocking scratches on the inner wall of the coffin and the lid of the coffin, the solid black blood, seemed to make Yang Xuming see such a scene...

A little girl whose face had been suffocated blue desperately scratched the coffin, slapped the coffin desperately, crying in fear, but no one paid any attention to her.

Her fingers had already been caught with blood, and the pain made the little girl howl and cry, but still no one came to save her.

Gradually, the little girl in the coffin stopped moving.

Her scratching movements became slower and slower, and her crying became weaker and weaker.

Finally, the little girl's body twitched in pain. Under the torment of lack of oxygen, this little body slowly died in suffocation and despair.

Only a pair of desperate eyes, widened in pain from suffocation, staring at Yang Xuming...

Yang Xuming shook his head abruptly, with a look of astonishment.

Damn it? What happened to the picture just now?

Why did such a picture suddenly appear in his mind?

And the last scene, how terrifying it looks!

Yang Xuming shook his head quickly, as if that way could forget the horrible picture.

He curled up, adjusted his posture, and knelt down in the coffin.

Then Yang Xuming straightened up suddenly, put his back on the lid of the coffin, exerted force all over his body at the same time, and tried to stand up.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!!!"

Yang Xuming's forehead bounced with blue veins, his muscles were tight, and he almost used all his strength.

The heavy coffin lid was finally lifted up a little by him.

But Yang Xuming could feel that the dark shadow outside was still pressing the lid of the coffin, unwilling to let him out.

And at this moment...

"Ooo, ooo hum hum hum ... Dad ... save me ... save my sister ... ooo ..."

Inside the coffin, a little girl's cry suddenly came.

The crying sound was so close that it seemed to ring in Yang Xuming's ears.

Yang Xuming, who was pushing **** the lid of the coffin, was so scared that his hairs stood upright, and his suffocated breath was directly vented.

boom-

With a muffled sound, the lid of the coffin, which Yang Xuming had lifted up a little, suddenly fell, and slammed it heavily on the coffin.

In the enclosed coffin, the fire from the red candle wick beside Yang Xuming trembled slightly and ignited.

What are you...

The moment the red candle was lit, Yang Xuming's heart almost jumped out.

He clearly saw that just above the water-like shadow in front of him, the dark shadow slowly turned into a weird pale.

The color like the skin of a corpse.

Then, the weird and pale white gradually outlined the embryonic form of a little girl.

The corpse of a girl who died in an extremely miserable state gradually appeared inside the coffin.

Less than a foot away from Yang Xuming!

As the embryonic form of the corpse appeared, the rancid smell that had originally disappeared suddenly thickened.

The cry echoing in the coffin seemed to get closer and closer.

Full of sadness and despair.

"Who will save Xin'er... Who will save Xin'er... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Listening to this sad crying voice, Yang Xuming was sweating profusely.

He could see that the little girl's body became more and more real.

At first, it was just a flat pattern on the bottom of the coffin, but now it is gradually filled with flesh and blood and gradually enriched.

Before long, there will be a real little girl's body in this coffin!

And Yang Xuming, who was locked in this coffin, had face-to-face contact with the corpse!