All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In the room, the atmosphere is weird.

Lin Qiu sat on the chair, sweating profusely while clutching his ankles, but gritted his teeth desperately to prevent him from making too much noise.

Ying Sixue said nervously, "The bruise on its ankle is getting darker and darker, and it looks like a human face!"

Yang Xuming untied the wooden box on his back, took out the Frostmourne inside, and said, "I know, I saw it."

But what exactly should Lin Qiu do with his ankle, Yang Xuming couldn't think of a good solution for a while.

He didn't know what the **** was this bruise and how it was done, and he couldn't prescribe the right medicine at all.

At this time, there was a mournful rooster cry outside the house.

The screams of those chickens only lasted a few seconds before they stopped abruptly.

Obviously, the chickens that Deng Xiangui fed at home were also dead.

Faced with this situation, Deng Xiangui was already shaking with fright and his face turned pale.

"It's over! It really came to kill me! It really came to kill me!"

The sound fell, and the door shook violently—something smashed the door outside!

Ying Sixue hugged Lin Qiu with a serious expression.

"This ghost came a little bit wrong...Suddenly doing it in broad daylight, and with such a murderous nature, wouldn't it be the kid who entangled Deng Xiangui, but another ghost?"

Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming, "Could there really be ghosts who have been following Linjiaba, and finally can't bear to do it at this moment?"

Yang Xuming stared at the door and said, "I don't know, I'll know if it will break in."

"If it's the little devil who entangled Deng Xiangui, then as long as we hide in the house and don't get out, it will definitely not be able to get in."

As soon as Yang Xuming finished speaking, a stern and sharp cry suddenly sounded outside.

"Deng Xiangui! Deng Xiangui! Come out, come out!"

The sharp scream was like crying in the night of a ghost, which made the scalp numb and goose bumps all over the body.

After hearing this scream, Deng Xiangui jumped up in shock, his face pale as paper.

"It's it! It's coming! It's really coming!"

Deng Xiangui cried out in tears, "Can it come out during the day? Help, who will save me!"

Weeping, Deng Xiangui suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly looked at Yang Xuming and begged, "Master, you are a master dealing with ghosts, right? Please help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to take it away. I want to live."

Deng Xiangui was crying, and when he found that Yang Xuming hadn't paid attention to him, he hurriedly rushed over and hugged Yang Xuming's thigh on the ground, crying with tears.

"Master, don't leave me, you have to save me! I will give you all my money! I can give you my house, and I can give you my land."

"As long as you can save me out, I will give you everything!"

Deng Xiangui pleaded bitterly.

However, in the next second, he was kicked directly by Yang Xuming.

"Don't howl!" Yang Xuming said with an ugly expression, "I'll tear your mouth again by howling!"

After kicking Deng Xiangui away, Yang Xuming took out the bell with his father's name inscribed.

Then Yang Xuming squatted beside Lin Qiu, raised the bell to Lin Qiu's ankle and gently shook it.

Bell Bell Bell——

The piercing bells suddenly rang in the room.

However, Lin Qiu was still clutching her ankles, clenching her teeth, her face was pale and sweaty with pain, and the bruises on her ankles did not change in any way.

Obviously, the strength of this bell can't work on this bruise.

And during this time, the bruise was still slowly expanding its area.

Yang Xuming directly tore off the shoe on Lin Qiu's right foot and found that the black bruise was almost spreading to the sole of Lin Qiu's foot.

Almost half of the girl's right foot turned disgusting black.

The black bruise became more and more weird as it looked, and it felt like it had a living life and would crawl out of the girl's right foot at any time.

Yang Xuming let go of Lin Qiu's feet and said to Ying Sixue, "You take care of Lin Qiu and call me immediately if you have anything to do."

Then Yang Xuming dragged the big sword and held the bell and walked behind the door.

At this time, the door was constantly shaking, and something seemed to be smashing the door crazily.

It's a pity that this wooden door doesn't have a cat's eye, and Yang Xuming can't see the outside scene clearly through the cat's eye.

But based on the previous situation, the outside of the house is probably completely shrouded in fog, right?

This ghost was killed directly in broad daylight, and it came so abruptly without any warning, making Yang Xuming a little uneasy.

This kind of irregular ghost is the most terrifying and elusive.

Although he had long known that the sun could not restrict the actions of the ghosts, even those ghosts could wreak havoc during the day.

But this was the first time that Yang Xuming really encountered a ghost in the daytime.

His mood is a little nervous.

Especially the fog outside is so big, it is estimated that the whole village has been shrouded in it.

After the mist that came from the appearance of ghosts enveloped the village, I don't know if the villagers will be affected in any way.

Standing behind the door, Yang Xuming raised the bell in his hand and said to the door.

"Deng Xiangui is not at home, you can come again tomorrow."

After Yang Xuming had finished speaking, the shrill scream outside disappeared in vain.

The silence lasted for two seconds, and then the voice screamed angrily.

"Liar! You liar! Deng Xiangui is clearly inside! Open the door and let him come out!"

As the scream sounded, the door shook abruptly, and there was a loud bang.

Obviously, the ghost hit the door again.

Moreover, the force of hitting the door increased, and it seemed that he was really angry at Yang Xuming's words.

And the ghost was still hissing and screaming, "If you don't open the door again, when I open the door, you will all die!"

"Now open the door for me, I only want Deng Xiangui!"

Yang Xuming stood behind the door with a cold expression and raised the bell.

He asked, "Why only Deng Xiangui? Why did Deng Xiangui offend you?"

The outside voice screamed, "He is the body I fancy, I only want him! Open the door and let me in, I will only take him away!"

Yang Xuming sneered when he heard the ghost's voice outside.

He didn't believe that this ghost was really so easy to talk about, as long as he handed over Deng Xiangui, he wouldn't have to die.

What's more, I don't know how many ghosts there are in the fog outside. At the very least, apart from this little ghost who entangled Deng Xiangui, the ghost who was plotting against Lin Qiu must also be guarding the door.

I just don't know why the ghost doesn't speak.

Yang Xuming tried to extract something useful from the ghost's mouth, but the ghost's thinking logic was still confused.

It would only threaten Yang Xuming to open the door over and over again, and said to take Yang Xuming away.

Apart from these words, it did not respond to any other questions.