All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Yang Xuming's brows were frowned upon seeing the densely packed text in "Living and Death Records".

This row and row of text completely fills up the entire third page.

He was clearly aware of the existence of the crisis.

The other side flower...

In this city, what unclean thing is growing this kind of flower?

But this kind of flower should be very ordinary, right?

Doesn't "The Record of Life and Death" refer to the kind of Lycoris in reality?

Is it something more evil?

The female ghost is related to that group of things?

So there is a reason why the female ghost is so strong?

And judging from the last paragraph, the ghost seems to hide among those things?

But it doesn’t seem to be in formal contact with those things yet?

I need to get everything done and hack to death with Frostmourne that completely purifies the resentment before the ghost comes into contact with those things?

Avoid the ghosts from exposing their information to those things?

emmm...it looks like time will be in a hurry.

Yang Xuming carefully looked at the words above, reading it back and forth several times.

Then he sighed and stood up.

"Sure enough, I was born to work hard."

Yang Xuming walked towards the rental house, "I have to work again tonight."

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Half past one in the morning is the time when most urban residents have fallen asleep.

But among certain groups, nightlife has just reached the peak of joy at this time.

Noisy laughter, harsh singing, noisy music, like a dance of demons under the night sky.

Tiandi style bar, this is a very ordinary bar near Chuanxin District.

There is no special feature, and the resident singing in the bar does not have the potential to become a big fire.

But the service of this bar is good, so it has a fixed number of regular customers.

In the middle of the night at two in the morning, the bar is still brightly lit and mixed.

Noisy shouts, loud punches, and swearing noises.

This is a high-decibel world that ordinary people want to quickly get away from.

But the regulars in the bar clearly enjoy the hustle and bustle.

On the small stage, the resident singer with a scar in his eye was shouting hysterically into the microphone.

His singing is very magnetic.

Although his singing skills are average and his talent is not very strong, at the very least, he can attract some feminine fate for him.

After shouting three high-pitched songs into the microphone in a row, the singer was a little tired.

Taking advantage of the rest time, he left the stage and walked to the front of the bar.

The bartender handed him a glass of beer and said with a smile, "I'm in good shape tonight."

The singer raised his glass and drank it in one fell swoop.

Then, he took a long breath.

"It's okay," the singer said perfunctorily.

His gaze swept across the bar silently.

I don't know what's going on, he has been restless since after the stage tonight, feeling that someone seems to be watching him in the dark.

However, the bar is noisy and cheerful, and many people will look at him, and he can't find the origin of that strange look.

This made him feel a little flustered.

The bartender said with a smile, "There were several little girls talking about you just now... It seems that you are going to have an affair again."

The singer shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It's just a woman, it's no big deal."

With that said, the singer still looked in the direction the bartender pointed.

Indeed, in a deck of the bar, there are several girls sitting.

It doesn't seem to be very old, it seems to be just like a student, come out to find excitement?

The singer saw a group of girls laughing together.

He couldn't be more familiar with that kind of atmosphere.

It is the kind of little girl who is excited because of her first encounter with the bar nightlife world.

For this kind of girl, it is too easy to win.

The singer sneered and looked away.

He has found a suitable target among those girls, and he can try his luck later.

He didn't hate this kind of little girl who didn't know the height of the sky.

It's tender after all...

The singer licked his lips and ordered another beer from the bartender.

He began to sit there and wait.

As a hunter, enough patience is a prerequisite for success.

He sat there and waited for twenty minutes. Finally, the girl he looked at finally got up and started to walk towards the bathroom.

It was a girl with rainbow-colored hair. Although she didn't wear very heavy makeup, but the clothes with a high degree of **** showed the beauty of her young body completely under the light.

The wonderful charm of the fusion of youthful and **** is like a fatal temptation, making it difficult for the singer to look.

In the meaningful smile of the bartender, the singer stood up.

He followed the girl and walked towards the bathroom.

The two of them turned around two corners one after another, and finally came to the bathroom door.

But the girl didn't notice the singer behind her, and went straight into the women's bathroom.

The singer didn't feel anxious when he saw this scene.

He calmly leaned against the wall, dangling a cigarette, and waited calmly.

Waiting for the opportunity to talk.

Here, away from the hustle and bustle of the bar.

Although there were noisy noises, compared to the high-decibel world outside, this place was already quiet and elegant.

The singer took a deep breath of smoke and let the smoke swim in his lungs, enjoying the wonderful taste.

However, heavy footsteps approached from outside the door.

Someone seems to come to the toilet?

The singer didn't care, didn't even glance at it, and continued to stare at the wall in front of him, waiting for the prey to come out.

He must pretend to be calm so that he can better capture the prey.

A woman like a creature, in the final analysis, the more you please her, the more proud she is.

But if you let her take a different look, then it's easy to remove her defenses and let her toss and whisper under you.

Thinking of such a scene, the singer took another strong cigarette, calming down his sudden excitement.

And the heavy footsteps have come to his side.

Stopped.

A tall figure obscured the light and cast a shadow over the singer.

"...?!" The singer was a little confused.

He tilted his head and saw the person standing beside him.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, has strong muscles, and looks like an iron tower.

However, the opponent's face was very pale, his eye sockets sunken, as if he hadn't rested for a long time, and he had deep dark circles.

The singer was a little confused, "Is there something?"

While talking, he looked at the man in front of him.

Carrying a long wooden box on his back, it looks heavy.

Wearing a windbreaker with a stand-up collar, half of his face was covered, a little inexplicably gloomy.

Why is this guy looking for him?

Is this muscular guy gay? Staring at him?

The singer thought in confusion, a little strange.

He can be sure that he doesn't know the man in front of him.