All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In the air, the temperature seems to have dropped a lot.

As the door was knocked open, the bedroom seemed to have entered a freezer, and Yang Xuming felt goose bumps all over his body.

But at the moment the door was knocked open, Yang Xuming finally breathed oxygen.

It seems that with the opening of the door, the closed space finally restored air circulation.

Yang Xuming, who was so dizzy from lack of oxygen, couldn't think about it, opened his mouth and breathed the long-lost oxygen forcefully.

Even if the stench of the corpse entered his nasal cavity along with the oxygen, he couldn't take care of it.

However, Yang Xuming did not forget the threat behind him.

While breathing heavily, he grabbed the corpse in his hands, turned around abruptly, and faced the door.

Under the moonlight, Yang Xuming grabbed the struggling corpse in his hand and looked at the pale figure outside the door.

The other person was also looking at him and the still struggling corpse in his hand.

In the dim light, Yang Xuming looked at the figure outside the door, barely able to recognize that this was a girl who was not too old.

——At least he was a girl before his death.

It just looks a little weird and scary now.

His skin was pale, his eyes were hollow and gloomy, without any focus, they were completely dead eyes.

What Yang Xuming cared most was the opponent's feet.

Wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes.

The moment when he saw the embroidered shoes, Yang Xuming was slightly happy.

But in the next second, this joy immediately disappeared to the ends of the world.

Because Bai Ying lifted his foot into the bedroom.

When she stepped into the bedroom, a blood-red footprint appeared on the gray concrete floor where it settled.

Then, the blood red of this footprint began to spread in all directions.

The weird scarlet, centered on the girl's figure, began to expand outward like a **** tide.

In the air, there was a strange smell of blood.

The dazzling scarlet quickly spread outward, climbed up the ceiling, and filled all corners.

In almost a few seconds, the entire room turned a weird scarlet.

Everything in the room, whether it's the walls, ceiling, tables, beds, sheets... everything, was stained with this strange blood.

The only one who was not stained with blood red was Yang Xuming standing in the house.

With his body as the center, the original appearance is maintained in a small circle around it.

Those scarlet blood surrounded him, as if a circle was drawn to surround him.

There was a painful cough in the room.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough cough..."

The girl standing at the door coughed, seemingly painful.

However, what is strange is that when he saw the other party coughing, Yang Xuming actually felt that he was beginning to feel soft, his head aches, and his lungs felt uncomfortable.

He seems to have a cold!

Yang Xuming's heart was slightly cold.

He raised the red candle in his hand, staring at the shadow opposite, paying attention to each other's every move.

Yang Xuming knew that the blood red that spread to the whole room did not erode him because of the burning red candle in his hand.

The power of the red candle protected him.

Otherwise, like everything in the room at this time, he was completely overwhelmed by this blood red.

As for what happens when the body is submerged in blood red, Yang Xuming doesn't need to think about it.

Now that he hasn't been overwhelmed by blood red, he is beginning to feel his body is soft, as if he has a cold.

If he is submerged in blood red, then he will die in endless pain and experience the pain of this girl's death before dying.

So the two sisters in this family have this ability?

Let people experience the pain of their death?

But their mother is also a ghost, why is she incapable?

Except for secretly attacking people, there seems to be nothing special at all...

In the scarlet world, Yang Xuming was silent.

The corpse of the child in his hand gave up the struggle after his sister appeared, and was carried in the air by Yang Xuming like a torn sack.

But the figure at the door was motionless, just staring at Yang Xuming and the corpse of the younger sister who was pinched by Yang Xuming without any unnecessary reaction.

It's just that the circle of blood red surrounding Yang Xuming is constantly boiling, and there are even bubbles on it, showing that all this is not as calm as it appears.

The red candle in Yang Xuming's hand is still burning continuously.

And the candle flame seemed to be beating constantly, and it seemed to burn faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming's heart jumped slightly.

He stared at the strange tragic white figure ahead, and said.

"That... little sister Jiang Xiaoyu, right? Actually, I'm not a bad person."

Holding the rotten little corpse in front of him, as if holding a shield, Yang Xuming smiled embarrassedly, "I am here this time, not wanting to hurt you. I am here to help you!"

"The Record of Life and Death" says it very clearly, the more you know, the greater the hope of survival.

This sister Li Gui looked so terrifying, it was definitely not something Yang Xuming could confront.

At the very least, it seemed that even the red candle couldn't bear this weird blood tide.

Now the red candle is still burning, but once the red candle burns out, isn't he dead?

But since "The Record of Life and Death" allowed him to come, and Yang Xuming was not allowed to carry a weapon to defend himself, it must be because he could solve the problem without having to conflict with the sisters.

Otherwise, why doesn't "The Record of Life and Death" teach him some methods to deal with ghosts? He also repeatedly emphasized that the more Yang Xuming knows, the greater the hope of living.

Because only by knowing the story of these sisters can we prescribe the right medicine and understand their needs.

And now it seems that the key to solving the problem is probably in the remaining two protagonists in the story.

—— Jiang Yun, the male owner of this house, and the liar-grandmother who didn't mention her name.

In the strange scarlet that enveloped the entire room, Yang Xuming swallowed and continued.

"I know about your family, and I also hate that kind of swindler."

"You see that your family had a good life, your father cares about you, your grades are good, you can be admitted to the best middle school in the city right away, and your future will be limitless."

"As a result, that swindler and goddess always came to your house to swindle money, cheated all your money away, and finally killed you and made your family ruined."

"This kind of liar, who seeks money and kills his life, is simply utterly conscience!"

Yang Xuming said righteously, "This kind of liar must never let her go. We must catch her back and accept justice! Sister Jiang Xiaoyu, what do you think?"

Yang Xuming smiled flatteringly.

However, the pale figure looked at him coldly, and then at the corpse of the child Yang Xuming was holding in his hand.

Did not speak.

Yang Xuming was a little embarrassed.

He smiled dryly and said, "I...this...I was an accident."

"Haha...I'm just playing with little sister Xin'er, and I don't want to hurt it. Really, I don't have any malicious intent at all."