All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The pale ghost fire spewed out from Yang Xuming's palm and quickly spread to the rear of the white car.

The application of gravity immediately changed the car.

The first is the shell of the rear of the car, which quickly squeaked, and the shell of the rear of the car quickly cracked.

Then with the application of gravity, the rear of the car began to be lowered, and the front of the other end began to gradually rise.

The process was slowly sawing, and finally with a loud bang, the entire white car overturned into the vegetable field on one side, and disappeared into the depths of the fog in a ping-pong noise.

I don't know where I went.

Ying Sixue from behind looked at this scene in astonishment and gave Yang Xuming a thumbs up.

"Enough!"

Yang Xuming glanced at Lin Qiu who was in a coma on his shoulder, and found that Lin Qiu was still in a coma.

So he said, "This car fell, it is estimated that it will come back. If there is a ghost in it, maybe the ghost will repair the car. Don't be afraid."

After moving the car away, Yang Xuming stood by the side of the road and signaled Deng Xiangui to go ahead, while Ying Sixue continued to walk in the middle, leaving Yang Xuming behind.

The three of them continued to walk a distance, but Deng Xiangui stopped suddenly.

"wrong……"

Deng Xiangui was a little flustered, "We should have climbed the pass long ago, but what is this place? I have never been here!"

As a local native, Deng Xiangui is absolutely familiar with this neighborhood.

But he didn't even know the environment of this place?

Ying Sixue's expression became serious, "Are you serious? Isn't this going up the mud slope?"

Deng Xiangui walked around the road in a panic, looking around the bushes and ground on both sides of the road, with a panic expression on his face.

"This is not a mud slope, this is Wangjiabao!"

Wangjiabao...

This place name made Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming look at each other.

Yang Xuming asked, "Wangjiapu was... the place where the Wangjia's annihilation took place a hundred years ago, right?"

Deng Xiangui nodded in horror, "It is a wasteland like Linjiaba where no one dares to go. It is said that it is haunted...Why did we come here!"

Ying Sixue said, "Don't be afraid, keep going."

She stared at the depths of the mist and slowly said, "Since we are here, the back road must have been broken, and even if we return to the original road, we will definitely not be able to return to the mud slope."

"It's better to keep going and see what is at the end of this mist."

Yang Xuming nodded and agreed with Ying Sixue's proposal, "As expected of Miss, she is very decisive, just like I thought."

The two looked at Deng Xiangui who was panicked and terrified at the same time, and Yang Xuming said, "Come on, Lao Deng, and lead the way. This is the end of the matter, and it's useless for you to howl."

"If there are real ghosts around here, your howling will attract them instead."

These words scared Deng Xiangui and quickly covered his mouth, never daring to yell at him again.

But he still didn't dare to go forward.

He stood in place, his legs trembling, his expression full of horror.

"Really...really can't go any further!"

Deng Xiangui pleaded in tears, "Hundreds of people died in Wangjiapu that year, and no one dared to approach it. There were evils everywhere in the place. In the past, some people did not believe in evil and ran to pick up things, but they died at home three days later. "

"On another occasion, a child in Tanshan Village went out to herd cows. He came back late for fun and accidentally walked to the vicinity of Wangjiapu."

"At that time, people from several nearby villages went to the mountains to look for him. It is said that when they found the child, they heard him talking to people from a distance. After walking over, they found him sitting on a rock with a cliff underneath. There is no one."

"His parents asked him who he was talking to, but he didn't even remember who he was talking to."

"The kid hasn't entered the Wangjiabao, but he just encountered a ghost after entering that area. It will really be dead if we go inside now!"

Deng Xiangui was crying and he really didn't have the courage to go forward.

Yang Xuming glared at him and said, "Then you want to stay here alone?"

Deng Xiangui opened his mouth stiffly, "I...I..."

A few seconds later, he directly sat on the ground, and said arrogantly, "I will never go in!"

Deng Xiangui said, "Going further in is absolutely dead. You are going to send yourself to death, I will not go! I would rather stay here alone and be dragged away by ghosts, and I would never follow you in to die!"

Deng Xiangui's attitude is extremely firm.

So Yang Xuming shrugged and walked directly over him towards the depths of the mist.

"Okay, you ask for your blessings," Yang Xuming said without looking back, "Remember to scream when hell, and you can also help us warn us."

Ying Sixue also followed Yang Xuming and left, leaving Deng Xiangui alone in the middle of the road.

Snow fell in the mist.

Watching Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue blankly disappeared into the mist, Deng Xiangui was a bit sluggish.

He didn't seem to think that Yang Xuming would let him go so easily.

But after sitting there and waiting for a while, and after completely sure that Yang Xuming and the others had really gone, Deng Xiangui immediately jumped up from the road and ran in the direction where they came.

"The fool went to Wangjiapu!" Deng Xiangui cursed in a low voice, "I want to go back up the mud slope! I don't believe I can't get out of this fog!"

At the same time, in the mist, Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue walked side by side.

Ying Sixue turned her head and glanced behind her, and said, "That guy just let it go...it's a pity, it was originally a good bait."

Yang Xuming looked at her in surprise, "Fuck, Miss, are you too dark? Use living people as bait, you are a villain."

Ying Sixue glared at him irritably, and said, "You are so embarrassed? You let him go ahead, didn't you also make this idea? Don't tell me that you are really trying to protect him."

Yang Xuming nodded arrogantly, "Yes, I did protect him. Didn't I even break it myself? With me behind, you are safe."

Ying Sixue rolled her eyes, too lazy to expose this guy.

She looked at the depths of the mist and said, "But this place is actually Wangjiabao. It looks like this mist has folded the space? I remember that Wangjiabao is quite far away from the upper mud slope."

"Are there really ghosts that can possess the power of the space system? Or is it all an illusion?"

Ying Sixue said, "Although we have walked a long distance from the village, this distance is not enough to reach Wangjiabao...Master Yang, as a professional ghost exorcist, what do you think?"

"I'm standing and watching," Yang Xuming said with his free hand and digging out the "Record of Life and Death" in his pocket, "This book seems to be of great interest to you, would you like to take it for a look? Maybe it will give you something. Special care."