All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Snow falling slowly in the mist fell on Yang Xuming's shoulders.

He glanced around with an indifferent expression, but did not notice any change in the fog.

Under his feet, there is still the land on the mud slope.

Behind him, there is still the Huangguoshu at the door of Deng Xiangui's house.

He did not enter the small yard in the snow again, nor did he see the old ghost sitting under the locust tree playing against others.

But the snowflakes in the mist are still falling slowly.

Walking in it, Yang Xuming became more and more vigilant.

No matter why this snowflake appeared, this is not a good sign.

The Wang Family's genocide tragedy occurred on a snowy night in winter, and now it snows suddenly in the fog, which may mean that a certain Wang family's ghost is mobilizing its power.

Although Yang Xuming solved the two ghosts, the remaining three ghosts were still unknown to him.

However, the three ghosts may have thoroughly understood the countermeasures and ability characteristics that Yang Xuming mastered through the previous secret observations.

Under this kind of information asymmetry, once the opponent takes action, it may be a ruthless killer move straight to Yang Xuming's weakness.

In the battle of ghosts, once the ability is known, it is very dangerous.

Just like the knocker who died just now, if it hadn't been for Yang Xuming to wear the long-life lock and know its abilities, he would have long been dead by it.

But after Yang Xuming knew its abilities and characteristics, he was able to figure out how to break the game in a targeted manner.

So now it seems that Yang Xuming solved the two ghosts and pulled back a city.

But in fact, almost all of his hole cards have been exposed, but he didn't know anything about the remaining three ghosts.

It was him who was at a disadvantage, not the three ghosts.

In the mist, Yang Xuming speeded up a bit.

He is full of vigilance on the fog around him, guarding against attacks that may appear at any time.

However, when he returned to Deng Xiangui's door again, he was still not attacked by any ghosts.

Yang Xuming walked quickly to the door and said to the door.

"Miss, are you still alive?"

Ying Sixue's shocked voice rang from the room, "Are you back? So soon?"

Ying Sixue asked, "Have you solved the five ghosts?"

"No," Yang Xuming said, "two were resolved, and three are left, but things are a little bit wrong. The village has been completely shrouded in fog."

"And the whole village is gone, and all the houses are empty. After killing the knocker, the other three ghosts have not appeared for a long time. I am worried about you so come back and take a look."

Yang Xuming explained the situation roughly.

Ying Sixue inside the door thought for a while and asked, "Then confirm your identity...Master Yang, when you first met with me, what did you call your name?"

"Jiliang Jiying," Yang Xuming said, "then I came to ask, when we first met, what color underwear did you wear?"

"Damn! Your question is too tricky, I can't answer it," Ying Sixue vomited, "Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?"

Yang Xuming laughed, "Well then, I'll change the question."

Yang Xuming said, "In "Jojo's Bizarre Adventure", DIO said that human beings are like bread to a vampire like it. Then, what is the identity of the mother of his son Giorno Chobana?"

"It's the bread man!" Ying Sixue replied loudly.

"OK, you can open the door," Yang Xuming said, "make sure you haven't been replaced by the ghosts."

Li Gui definitely couldn't answer such a tricky question, even if he answered the answer, he wouldn't be so shameless.

Soon, the door of the hall was opened.

Ying Sixue helped Lin Qiu who was unconscious and walked out.

And Deng Xiangui, whose severed finger had been wrapped up, was standing behind them in fear, as if he didn't dare to come out, but he didn't dare to leave them too far.

Yang Xuming ignored this guy, he looked at Ying Sixue.

"How is Lin Qiu's situation?"

Ying Sixue sighed, "It's still getting worse. I just took a look. The bruise has spread to the entire thigh. If it continues to spread, I don't know what will happen."

Yang Xuming nodded and looked at Deng Xiangui who was aside.

"Actually, there is another reason I came back because of him."

Yang Xuming walked up to Deng Xiangui and said, "Old Deng, can you talk to me?"

Deng Xiangui said in a panic, "I have told you everything I know, I have not concealed anything, I really have not concealed anything!"

Yang Xuming curled his lips, "I didn't say what you were hiding, I just wanted to ask you a question."

Yang Xuming stared into Deng Xiangui's eyes and said, "When you and I met for the first time, you said you had a nightmare. In your dream, I dreamed that I burned you to death with a white ghost fire."

"Are you sure this is really just your lie, not a real nightmare?"

Deng Xiangui nodded desperately.

"OK, I believe you," Yang Xuming said, "after all, whoever meets for the first time will never believe that my ghost fire has no ability to burn."

"But there is one thing, I think you must be hiding it from me."

Yang Xuming stared at Deng Xiangui and asked, "This long-life lock is only related to a ghost, that is, the knocker who always knocks at the door."

"And how did the other ghost, that is, the ghost who summoned the fog outside to entangle you?"

"The bottle is empty, and the box is not abnormal, so the problem lies in the contents of the bottle... You really didn't drink the wine in the bottle?"

Deng Xiangui desperately shook his head, "No no, I really didn't drink it!"

"I'm not a fool, how could I drink something from unknown origin! Master Yang, you have to believe me!"

Deng Xiangui was too anxious.

Yang Xuming looked at him and nodded, "Well, I understand, you didn't drink it, did you?"

Deng Xiangui nodded desperately, "Did not drink or drink, really did not drink, not drink a drop!"

"Then you said before that the wine bottle was empty?" Yang Xuming sneered, "Why is it now that you haven't drunk a drop? If you haven't drunk a drop, where did the contents of the wine bottle go?"

Deng Xiangui's expression froze suddenly.

Yang Xuming's thick palm slapped him viciously on his shoulder, and he smiled grimly.

"Hand it over, Lao Deng, don't make everyone look ugly."

"I'm really good at talking, but you fooled me one after another, which made me lose face."

"If everyone is as uncooperative as you in the future, how will I carry out my work when I exorcise ghosts in the future?"

Yang Xuming's five fingers tightened slightly, tightening Deng Xiangui's shoulders.

The expression on the face of the drunkard immediately became a bit painful.

He nodded desperately to apologize, "I'm sorry, Master Yang, I was wrong. I will hand over the things right away, and I will give them to you right away."

Yang Xuming snorted coldly in his heart, but his face was full of smiles.

"That's right, go and take it out. I'm here to save you this time. Why are you hiding and tucking it like this? Will I still **** your things?"

"Go and take it out," Yang Xuming smiled and let go of his finger, and said, "Take it out, so we can solve the ghost here as soon as possible."