All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

After Yang Xuming's roar fell, the whole world was quiet.

The voice outside the door completely disappeared, as if the other party had completely left.

After Yang Xuming stood behind the door and took a deep breath, he realized that his back was covered with cold sweat.

He knew how dangerous he was just now.

Even if he didn't know much about this kind of thing, but thinking about it, Yang Xuming knew that if he really opened the bedroom door, the consequences would be unimaginable.

And the light that awakened him from his dream...

Yang Xuming looked behind him.

He found that the big red candle on the bedside table had been lit at some point.

The dim candlelight seemed so weak in the dark and claustrophobic bedroom, it seemed that it would go out as soon as the wind blows.

But it was this candlelight that saved his life just now.

Yang Xuming walked over and took a close look at the burning candle.

Nothing was found.

This red candle is still exactly the same as before, no change.

Only with the beating of the wick, only three-quarters of the candle body remained.

A lot less.

Although this candle can burn all day, it has been lit in the bathroom before. After Yang Xuming fell asleep, I don't know how long it burned.

Although Yang Xuming felt that the red candle had only burned for a few seconds in his dream, the height of the candle's body was obviously shorter than when it was taken into the bedroom.

Yang Xuming finally understood why "Living and Death" asked him to bring this red candle with him.

But this red Xizhu was obviously just bought by him in a roadside store. It was absolutely ordinary. Why did he suddenly have such a magical ability?

Is it related to asking ghosts?

Yang Xuming thought of the whole body of the candle being eaten up after the questioning of the ghost, leaving only a little funeral candle with the lamp holder.

And the red figure that appeared in the bedroom opposite Yang Xuming in the dream just now.

Even if the other party had his back to Yang Xuming and was still wearing a big red wedding gown, Yang Xuming still recognized the woman's identity.

That is undoubtedly his dead girlfriend.

But why is the plum in that room?

Before Yang Xuming and Li Zi fell in love, they were just shared roommates, and Li Zi lived in that room.

But as the two fell in love, that room had little effect other than putting on cosmetics and hanging clothes.

Is there any other hint that plum appears in that bedroom?

Or does it simply mean that plums are now applying makeup in the next room?

Thinking of this, Yang Xuming felt a little heavy.

He couldn't tell whether he was afraid or missed plum at this moment.

The relationship between the two for many years is not fake, but what happened in the past ten days has made Li Zi's face look so permeating in Yang Xuming's eyes.

Now as long as Yang Xuming sees Li Zi's previous photos, he will think of the bloody, horrible face staring at him in his dreams.

So that Yang Xuming did not dare to open the phone album for a long time.

Because almost all of his mobile phone albums are pictures of plums.

And the girlfriend he missed, the dead plum, is now probably putting on makeup in the next room?

Yang Xuming's heart is full of bitter fear.

He glanced at the closed bedroom door again, and did not act rashly.

Not to mention that he can't provoke Li Zi now, even the voice that keeps calling him outside the door may not be provoke.

Although there was no sound outside the door, the ghost knew whether the sound had left.

If you open the bedroom door recklessly, you will really be dead.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Xuming blew out the candle on the bedside table.

Although in the dark and claustrophobic space, the light of this candle gave Yang Xuming a sense of security.

But Yang Xuming, who realized the power of this candle, began to feel distressed.

—If the candle burns out, wouldn’t he be dead in this situation next time?

So if you can keep it from burning, don't let it burn.

Yang Xuming didn't want to waste this precious red candle.

He stood in the corner of the room, staring at the bedroom door, planning to survive the rest of the night on his own.

But for the rest of the time, there was no sound outside the bedroom door.

It seems that the thing outside the door has really gone.

Yang Xuming checked the time, and it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

Without opening the curtains, Yang Xuming knew it was about to dawn.

As long as dawn, he should be safe for the time being.

Yang Xuming thought this way, but did not dare to relax.

It wasn't until the sky was completely bright and the dazzling sunlight had even illuminated the dark room through the curtains, and Yang Xuming slowly sat back on the bed.

Then, fell asleep.

With this sleep, he didn't know how long he slept.

But this sleep is undoubtedly the most peaceful time he has slept in the past half a month.

There are no nightmares, no ghosts, no fears, he knows nothing when he is asleep, and his entire brain is completely empty.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that Yang Xuming woke up in a daze.

In his ear, a familiar cell phone ringed.

"Let me grow up for three thousand years and wander in the world, even if I am Populus euphratica in Kashgar..."

Yang Xuming got up from the bed in a daze and picked up the phone.

The caller was a policeman he knew, named Wang Zhen.

The police had dealt with Yang Xuming before because of Li Zi's death.

But now I suddenly called...Is Li Zi's case progressing?

With such confusion, Yang Xuming connected the cell phone, "Brother Wang? What can I do for you?"

On the other side of the phone, Wang Zhen's voice came.

"Student Yang, are you still in Liupanshui? We have a case here and need your assistance."

Wang Zhen’s words made Yang Xuming a little strange, "What case?"

"Let's talk about it later, are you at home? If you are at home, we will come over now."

"Uh...Okay, I'll be at home, Brother Wang, come over."

After both parties hung up the phone, Yang Xuming was a little strange.

Judging from Wang Zhen's words, it should not be that Li Zi's case has made new progress.

But Yang Xuming hasn't provoke anyone during this time, so what kind of cases can be related to him?

Probably only when Wang Zhen and the others come over will I know...

Thinking of this, Yang Xuming took out the "Record of Life and Death" which was hidden close to his body.

He opened the palm-sized torn book, and found that the third page had become a blank, and all the densely packed texts had disappeared.

Yang Xuming knew that now is the time to ask.

He took a deep breath, took out the gel pen, and wrote on the third page-What was the situation with the ghost last night? Why didn't I ask any answers?

After this line of text lasted for five seconds, it slowly disappeared.

On the blank page, a reply to "The Record of Life and Death" emerged.

[The disappearance of the death candle heralds the coming of death]

[The lover who has not answered, the resentment is so strong that it cannot be resolved]

[But she left the last gift for you, is it affectionate? Or is it fate? No one knows]

[Marriage Red Candle: The last gift Li Gui left for her lover before her death. When the red candle burns, the light of the candle will bless her lover during her lifetime]

[But the red candle burns is marriage, and it ignites love. The moment the candle body burns out, the marriage is burned out, it is also the death period of the lover]

[This is the last gift she left for you, and her last love in the world]

[As long as the red candle does not go out, you will not die]

This is the reply of "The Record of Life and Death".

Although there are a lot of dense piles on the top, a small row of blank space is left for Yang Xuming below.

Obviously, this is left to Yang Xuming to ask questions.

Yang Xuming read it twice carefully, and then wrote in the blank place—I will not die if the red candle is not extinguished? Then what was the thing that slapped the window outside the window and called me outside the door last night? Did you tell me to play mahjong?

After Yang Xuming finished writing, five seconds later, all the words on the pages of the book disappeared.

Then new text emerged.

[Before the red candle burns out, the ghost will not hurt the lover. But the ghosts who were enlisted by her are unchecked]

[They linger by your side, slapping your doors and windows after night falls, thirsting for your blood]

[They die because of hatred, live because of ghosts, they are enslaved forever, and they can’t live beyond them forever]

[They are the purest evil, the poorest worm, and the most vicious thing at the same time]

[You have to be careful of them, without the protection of the red candle, you have no life in front of them]