All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Ying Sixue's words made Yang Xuming look embarrassed.

"Ah... that... yeah, why didn't I think of asking this."

Yang Xuming began to play dumb.

But unfortunately, this trick of acting stupid is only effective when used by cute girls.

Yang Xuming, a rough man who pretends to be stupid, can't play any role.

Ying Sixue still looked at him with speechless + contemptuous eyes.

Fortunately, Lin Qiu on the side opened his mouth to help out.

"That... Brother Yang, if we are going to find the blood coffin now, will we meet your father?"

Lin Qiu successfully changed the subject, "My brother said that the lid of the blood coffin would loosen because Big Brother Lin's father disturbed everything here. Then when we went to find the blood coffin, what should we do if we meet your father? "

"He looks fierce..."

Lin Qiu recalled the scene before, with some psychological shadows.

For a novice like her who has not had much contact with supernatural events, it was a nightmare to encounter such a terrifying scene in the first instance of the next dungeon.

Yang Xuming felt that if he had not visited Shuangga for the first time, but had come directly to Wangguan Camp, he would probably be scared enough.

Ying Sixue thought for a few seconds and said, "Master Yang's father looks like a black and white impermanence character, who specializes in killing ghosts."

"We are living, he shouldn't bother us."

"When the time comes, as long as you delay, wait for your brother Xiaoqiu to win this game, then he should be able to handle all this."

Ying Sixue said, "Now the dominant power of this place obviously belongs to the Wang family. Your brother and the old ghost are playing chess, and the fight for the dominant power of this place is very likely."

"As long as he wins this game, then everything is OK."

"So even if we meet Master Yang's father, we don't have to confront him head-on, as long as we spend time with him."

"Delayed until Lin Zongli wins the game is considered a victory."

"Of course, we won't necessarily meet. There are so many ghosts in Wangjiabao, and some of them are killed by ghosts. Don't worry about him finding them."

Ying Sixue comforted the two of them.

It's just that Yang Xuming knows that Ying Sixue is obviously nonsense.

Because there is another possibility that his father will go straight to the blood coffin to kill the headless female corpse in the blood coffin.

After all, the headless female corpse is the root of the disaster here, and the solution to the headless female corpse is to solve everything.

It was just that Lin Qiu was too scared to bear the desperate situation in front of her, Ying Sixue did not say everything, but said a better possibility to comfort her.

Seeing that Lin Qiu's mood stabilized, Yang Xuming said, "Then let's go...or I will go to Wangjiapu alone. Are you waiting in this cornfield?"

Ying Sixue shook his head, "This is not possible, pay attention to what Lin Zongli said. He said [you], not [you]."

"Obviously Lin Zongli doesn't want the three of us to separate, probably he thinks it would be more dangerous to separate the three of us."

"As a chess player, he said so. The three of our pawns shouldn't be stunned with him. Maybe you just walked with your front foot, and our back foot was caught by a ghost."

"After all, Lin Zongli is the one who understands the situation in this place best."

Ying Sixue gave a suggestion, and Yang Xuming nodded and adopted it.

"OK, let's be together."

He looked around, "But here comes the question again, how should Wangjiabao go? This place is far away and it is hard to see. There is fog of war everywhere. Do you know which direction Wangjiabao is heading from?"

Yang Xuming looked at Ying Sixue.

Ying Sixue nodded, "I understand."

She lowered her head and began to touch her belly, as if there was a dimensional pocket there, "Ah! I found it! Any door... blame it!"

Ying Sixue was helpless, "I am not a Doraemon, how can I be responsive. You don't know where to go, I don't know either."

Yang Xuming helplessly stretched his hands, "What should I do? Not only do I not know where the blood coffin is, but I don't even know in which direction the door of Wangjiapu is open, how can I go?"

The situation seems to have reached a deadlock in this way.

But soon, Lin Qiu discovered the anomaly.

She looked in one direction again in horror, "Big Brother Yang, over there... the ghost is here again!"

Lin Qiu's exclamation shocked Yang Xuming.

He quickly looked towards Lin Qiu's direction, but there was nothing in the dark cornfield.

No ghosts, no living people, nothing to see.

But Lin Qiu pointed there in horror, was completely frightened, and hid directly behind Yang Xuming.

"That thing is here!"

Lin Qiu said in a panic, "It's laughing strangely at me!"

Yang Xuming raised his left hand directly in the direction in front of him, and a turbulent white ghost fire spurted out of his palm.

However, the ghost fire was everywhere, everything was normal, and no horrible ghosts appeared.

Why is this ghost only visible to Lin Qiu?

Yang Xuming felt incomprehensible.

He is now wearing a long-life lock on his neck, and theoretically he can see all the ghosts.

But he couldn't see the ghost in front of him?

Is this some kind of ability to deal with?

Yang Xuming squeezed the sword tightly and asked, "Where is it? Tell me the exact location."

Lin Qiu grabbed Yang Xuming's arm abruptly, with a look of fear, "It's standing in front of you..."

Before Lin Qiu finished speaking, she let out a series of horrified screams.

There seemed to be something invisible around her that was dragging her, but her hand was firmly holding Yang Xuming's arm, so that her body was directly suspended in the air.

Her two feet were stiff in the air, seeming to be caught by the invisible monster.

It's just that her body is struggling desperately.

"Brother Yang, help me!" The girl shouted at Yang Xuming in despair.

Without saying a word, Yang Xuming directly lifted Frostmourne and cut it towards the girl's feet.

However, all he cut was the air, unable to touch any ghosts.

But the ghost fire can't make the opponent show up. Why can't even the sword that specializes in dealing with the ghosts work?

Before Yang Xuming had time to think of a solution, the girl holding his left arm had released him, looking at Yang Xuming in despair.

It seemed that someone invisible was breaking Lin Qiu's fingers and holding Yang Xuming's fingers. The girl cried and struggled, but still let go of Yang Xuming.

Then, her body was quickly dragged into the darkness.

Yang Xuming hurried to catch up.

But the dragging speed of the thing was too fast, and he and Ying Sixue could only hang far behind.

Ying Sixue ran desperately, trying hard to keep up with Yang Xuming's footsteps.

She shouted out of breath.

"Catch up! Don't let that thing take Lin Qiu away!"

"That thing is supposed to drag Lin Qiu into Wangjiabao and kill him!"

Ying Sixue said, "I suspect that its main body is in Wangjiapu. Now it is only relying on its ability to drag people, and the main body has not come at all!"