All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Near the wetland park at midnight, it was so quiet that no extra noise was heard.

When the students are in class, the neighborhood may be a bit more lively.

Now it's a holiday, few people around the entire wetland park will come out to hang out at this midnight hour.

Yang Xuming stood by the side of the road, carrying a handbag in his hand.

There were two empty bowls in the bag, and a box of white rice bought from a late-night snack shop.

The important life-saving red candle was put at home by him.

In this regard, Yang Xuming was a little uncomfortable.

Hong Zhu is not around, he feels insecure.

It seemed that at any moment a ghost might crawl out of the shadow in the corner and kill him.

But didn't "The Record of Life and Death" said it? Ghosts are very rare.

There can be ghosts everywhere in Liupanshui...

Yang Xuming beckoned and stopped a passing taxi.

The blue taxi stopped beside him, and the driver glanced at him.

Yang Xuming asked, "How much does it cost to go to the customs?"

After hearing the name of the place, the driver thought for a while, and then asked, "The customs in Phoenix Mountain?"

Yang Xuming nodded.

Without a word, the driver kicked the accelerator and the taxi drove away.

Only Yang Xuming stood there with a dull face.

Uh...is this place name so scary?

Isn't the driver's reaction too exaggerated?

He stood on the side of the road and waited, waiting for almost ten minutes before a second taxi came.

Yang Xuming beckoned and stopped the car.

This time, he learned his lesson, instead of talking about the destination first, he got in the car directly.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, after Yang Xuming closed the door, the driver immediately started the vehicle and drove out.

As he drove, he asked, "Where is the handsome guy going?"

Yang Xuming said calmly, "Go to Phoenix Mountain, Customs."

Squeak~~~~~~~!

Amid the harsh brakes, the driving taxi slammed to a halt.

On the empty street in the early hours of midnight, the blue taxi stopped quietly in the middle of the road.

The driver's expression was a little unnatural.

"Uh...brother, I'll be handing over soon," the driver secretly glanced at Yang Xuming through the rearview mirror, and said, "Would you like to change the car?"

Yang Xuming raised his phone and took a photo of the driver on the center console.

"But it's so late, I'm very busy."

Yang Xuming raised his mobile phone and said with a smile to the driver, "I don't know if this reporting system is really useful?"

The driver was silent for a while, and then said, "Fifty yuan!"

"Wow...Master, you are an obvious slaughter. The distance is up to ten yuan, right? But it's so late, how about I add another ten yuan to you?"

The driver's expression twitched, still hesitating.

Yang Xuming felt helpless when he saw this reaction.

He reached out and touched his waist.

Through the rearview mirror, the driver saw his movement.

The driver's face turned pale, and he nodded quickly, "I'll go, I'll take you there!"

After speaking, Yang Xuming hadn't reacted yet, so the driver kicked the accelerator and the taxi rushed out.

Yang Xuming, who was about to touch his wallet, was taken aback, a little strange.

——Why is this driver suddenly so easy to talk?

He hasn't said the price for the party.

Sitting in the back seat, Yang Xuming glanced at the driver and found that the driver's face was a little pale.

Looks like sweating on your forehead?

Yang Xuming was a little strange, "Master, you seem to be sweating...Are you hot?"

The driver shook his head quickly, "It's not hot or hot."

After that, it seemed that he was afraid of Yang Xuming's misunderstanding, and the driver also rolled up the window.

In the enclosed space, Yang Xuming was confused by the driver's weird reaction.

He thought for a while, tried to talk to the driver, and asked for some information by the way.

After all, these taxis should be the group of people who know the gossip of this city best.

Yang Xuming sat in the back seat and asked, "Master, how long have you been driving a taxi? Have you been on night shifts lately?"

"Uh... lately it's all night shifts."

"Then do you know the murder incident that happened in Phoenix Mountain two days ago? This is the place we are going to go next. The murder incident happened there a few days ago... You should have heard of it?"

The back of the driver's hand holding the steering wheel jumped sharply.

His face seemed paler, and he sweated more on his forehead.

"Ok... I have heard it," the driver's voice trembled slightly.

Yang Xuming looked at the empty street outside the car window and sighed, "It's a girl who died... and you might not believe it. That dead girl is my classmate. We have been in the same class for three years."

"Unfortunately, until she died, I didn't say a few words to her... Eh... Human life is really fragile in front of death," Yang Xuming sighed and sighed long.

The driver stared straight ahead and did not dare to speak.

His hands clung to the steering wheel tightly.

Yang Xuming glanced at the driver and found that the other party was not talking, and shook his head.

"Master, you don't seem to like to talk... It's really rare. The taxi drivers I met seem to like to talk, is it because driving is so boring?"

The driver nodded awkwardly and said, "But... maybe..."

The driver still did not answer.

This kind of awkward chat, which is entirely Yang Xuming speaking alone, made Yang Xuming a bit of a headache.

This driver doesn't seem to like to talk?

Eh...Forget it, he still hopes to get some more information from this driver.

Since the other party was unwilling to speak, Yang Xuming stopped talking too much.

He sat in the back seat, quietly looking at the street outside the car window and the street lights quickly retreating, thinking about Xiaozi.

With his hand, he touched the handbag in his arms from time to time.

Inside, there are ritual props prepared by him.

And the driver secretly glanced at Yang Xuming in the rearview mirror from time to time.

Seeing Yang Xuming touch the handbag from time to time, the driver sweated more on his forehead.

In this awkward silence, the taxi climbed up Phoenix Mountain.

Both sides of the road gradually became desolate.

As a new development zone in Liupanshui, many high-rise buildings have been built on Phoenix Mountain.

Even the district government has moved here.

The streets extend in all directions, the street lights are brightly lit, and the road infrastructure is well repaired.

Unfortunately, there is not much traffic in the newly-built development zone.

During the day, there are no cars in Phoenix Mountain, let alone at night.

This is an empty city that has not yet prospered, but the shell of a prosperous city has been built.

Except for the two high schools that moved here, the entire Phoenix Mountain is not too crowded.

In this quiet, empty and dead silence, the light blue taxi silently drove through one intersection after another, and through one street after another.

Finally, it drove to the extreme edge of Phoenix Mountain.

downhill.

Ahead, it can be regarded as driving out of the new city of Phoenix Mountain.

The street has become a bit potholes, and the street lights seem to be much dim.

On both sides of the road, you can't even see the tall buildings, only the dark corn forest swayed in the night breeze.

Here is the most fringe of Phoenix Mountain, and also the fringe of the new urban development plan.

In the environment where the entire center of Phoenix Mountain has not been prosperous, the edge of this new city is as desolate as a real barren mountain, and no one can feel the crowd.