All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Standing three meters away from that private house, Yang Xuming didn't approach it hastily.

The situation in front of him slightly exceeded his expectations.

The range covered by this mist was larger than he had imagined.

He originally thought that the people in the village did not respond because the fog blocked the outside world's cognition, so that the villagers did not notice what was happening in Deng Xiangui's house not far away.

But it doesn't look like this now.

This mist actually enveloped the entire upper mud slope.

It may even cover a further area.

This huge area is shrouded in mist, and all the villagers in it are missing—couldn't they have been killed by this group of ghosts?

Yang Xuming felt once again, and the knocker was now staying somewhere forty to fifty meters away.

This distance seemed to be a safe enough distance for the knocker, it didn't try to run out again.

But Yang Xuming didn't bother to care about this knocker for the time being. He even wanted to know where the villagers had gone.

There are at least a hundred people in the entire Shangdi Slope. If all the villagers were killed by ghosts, this would definitely be a terrible terrorist incident that could shake the whole country.

With so many people dead, even if Yang Xuming involved in them leaves alive, they will definitely be investigated from the government.

Once the government really notices such things as ghosts, then the situation is very troublesome.

After all, Li Zi, the scariest ghost in the legend, Yang Xuming didn't want others to know.

Because he doesn't know what attitude people at the government level will use to deal with Li Zi and him after they know these things.

If the government wants to find a way to eliminate all the ghosts, including Li Zi... If it can't be done, even if it can't be done, it will be a great trouble.

After all, Li Zi is a ghost, so he can ignore the living.

But he Yang Xuming is not dead yet, living in this land, really wants to deal with a flesh and blood body like Yang Xuming, there are 10,000 ways to handle it.

Thinking about this, Yang Xuming slowly walked towards the house in front of him.

There was nothing in the empty doorway, only two small stools stood there alone.

When Yang Xuming and the others passed by, two elderly uncles were sitting here smoking water pipes and chatting.

Now the uncles are gone, only the stool is still there.

Even the hookahs of the uncles disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xuming walked over and reached out and touched the stool. It was cold and it seemed that people had already left.

He stood up and looked at the room in front of him.

The door was open, but the light in the room was dim.

The cement stove stands quietly in the center of the side room, and the bean curd on the pot noodles is steaming.

Yang Xuming walked in, but found nothing.

There is no one in this side room.

No blood, no traces of struggle, no dead bodies.

The family in this room seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving no clues.

Yang Xuming frowned and shouted, "Anyone?"

His chill sounded far away in the mist, but no one answered him.

Yang Xuming walked towards the back room.

He pushed open the door of the back room and found that the back room was a bedroom.

The quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and everything in the bedroom was placed neatly, and there were no traces of dead bodies or living people after struggling.

The living people in this house are really missing?

Yang Xuming frowned.

He was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment there was a muffled sound of closing the door behind him.

boom!

The sound of the door being closed was extremely harsh in the mist.

Yang Xuming turned around instantly and found that the door when he came had been closed.

Someone shut his door outside?

Yang Xuming hurriedly walked out of the back room and ran towards the gate.

He tried to rush out and find the guy who closed the door.

But as soon as Yang Xuming put his hand on the door lock, there was a muffled knock on the door outside the door.

咚咚咚——

At the same time as the knock on the door sounded, there was a sharp strange laugh outside.

"Yang Xuming? Is Yang Xuming home?"

At the moment when he heard this voice, Yang Xuming took two steps back abruptly, with a look of astonishment on his face.

This voice is clearly the knocker!

Isn't it fifty meters away? Why did you come here suddenly?

Yang Xuming quickly sensed it again, but found that in his sense, the knocker, who was supposed to be fifty meters away, had already arrived outside his door.

There is only one door away from him!

Is this ghost so fast?

Yang Xuming was a little shocked.

He just temporarily ignored the existence of this ghost for less than ten seconds, and the other party took the opportunity to rush over and crossed a distance of fifty meters? Block him in the house?

While Yang Xuming was shocked, the knock on the door continued to sound.

The ghost outside smiled sharply.

"Come out soon, Mr. Yang Xuming. Didn't you look for us? Now we are all here, just outside the door, you can see us as long as you come out."

"Come out!"

The knocking ghost smiled and slammed the door hard.

Yang Xuming stood behind the door with a calm expression.

The ghost is provoking him, but Yang Xuming can't go out now.

Once he goes out, the moment the door opens, this ghost's ability can be activated, and he will die instantly.

If he chooses not to go out and stand in the house with this ghost, Yang Xuming will be starved to death in the end.

Because Li Gui didn't need to eat, but Yang Xuming, a living person, wanted it.

In a sense, this is a weird ability that has no hope of escape once the opponent's ability activation conditions are met.

In a one-on-one state, a bizarre ability that is almost certain to win.

And this group of ghosts doesn't even need to spend it with Yang Xuming.

As long as they drag Ying Sixue and Lin Qiu over to Deng Xiangui's house and threaten Yang Xuming with the lives of the two girls, it is difficult for Yang Xuming to guarantee that he will not rush out with enthusiasm.

He knows his temperament too well.

Yang Xuming has no confidence in his emotional self-control ability when he is provoked and stressed.

But as long as the door is not opened, is there really no way to deal with this ghost?

Yang Xuming didn't believe it very much.

As the "Record of Life and Death" said, there is no difference between strong and weak ghosts.

As long as it can be used, even the weakest ghost may be able to create miracles.

For example, at this moment...

Yang Xuming took a deep breath and took out Xiaozi's diary.

Although he has a bell, once the bell rang, he could drive away the ghosts outside.

But even if the ghost outside was driven away, Yang Xuming would die the moment he left.

Through the induction of the longevity lock, Yang Xuming could clearly know that when the ghost outside knocked on the door and called out Yang Xuming's name, the ghost's ability had already been activated.

Even if this ghost immediately moved away from the other side of the world, Yang Xuming who opened the door would definitely die!