All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The black cat blocking the road in front of him was wicked.

After the group of abandoned villas in Baiyun Villa, Yang Xuming was more cautious.

For this kind of weird thing of unknown origin, rashly contacting it is the most stupid behavior.

Yang Xuming held Frostmourne and confronted the black cat at a distance of more than ten meters.

However, when he spoke twice in a row, the black cat did not respond.

This kind of cold appearance is indeed the habit of cats.

Yang Xuming thought for a while, took out a coin from his pocket, and said to the black cat, "I will throw something to hit you if I don't leave."

The black cat still just looked at him directly, without any reaction.

Seeing this, Yang Xuming threw out the coin in his hand and smashed it at the black cat in front of him.

As the coin flew, the black cat dashed to the side and avoided the coin.

It seemed to be irritated.

In the darkness, a stern meow sounded.

Yang Xuming stepped back abruptly and suddenly realized something.

When I hear the cat cry...

Depend on! Hidden?

He quickly closed his eyes, only to find that nothing happened.

But Yang Xuming still did not dare to relax his vigilance. He stood on the side of the road with his eyes closed and waited for a while before slowly opening a gap in his eyes.

The dark street in front of me is business as usual.

Yang Xuming slowly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly.

There is no turning back to kill, no head up to kill, no head down to kill.

Nothing happened.

He was still the only one standing by the roadside, and the red candle in his hand did not burn.

Yang Xuming looked forward, but found that the black cat had disappeared.

It is estimated that he left when he closed his eyes.

In this regard, Yang Xuming was a little uncertain.

Is this cat really just a passing wild cat?

Or...this is the dirty thing Ying Sixue provokes?

Thinking and vigilant, Yang Xuming continued to move forward.

But until he reached the intersection, nothing happened.

Yang Xuming waited at the intersection for a few minutes before he got a taxi.

After telling the driver the address, Yang Xuming got into the car directly.

Everything is normal.

The taxi took Yang Xuming to the room in the rental house, and the driver was just a normal person.

The red candle in Yang Xuming's hand did not burn.

It seems that everything just now was just groundless worries.

but……

Yang Xuming touched his forehead.

Something's wrong.

His instinct told him that something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After the taxi took him to the vicinity of the rental house, Yang Xuming stood on the side of the road and thought about it, and finally walked directly towards the rental house.

No matter how evil the black cat is, even if it follows.

But as soon as he entered the house, Yang Xuming believed that he was safe.

After all, the little ancestor in the family seems to have never been deflated so far.

Li Gui has always been the only one to tear up Li Gui, and Li Gui has never suffered from Li Gui.

Of course, again, Li Zi can tear a ghost with his hands, and naturally he can tear Yang Xuming with his hands.

So even if the world is doomsday, Yang Xuming has to go home and see that little ancestor.

Otherwise, if she really kills, things will be big.

Climbing the stairs alone, came to the door of the rental house. Yang Xuming opened the door with the key.

In the dark living room, it was silent.

Yang Xuming quietly poked a head in, and whispered, "Plum? Are you asleep?"

There was no response from the room.

Yang Xuming walked in and carefully closed the door.

"I just came in without speaking."

Yang Xuming walked towards the bedroom quietly, not daring to make any unnecessary noises.

In the room, everything is as usual, there is no weird place.

But the more so, Yang Xuming became more flustered.

The inexplicable anxiety that has been pestering him since he disappeared from the black cat, not only did not disappear when he returned home, but became more intense.

That kind of intense panic feels like he is walking on the edge of a cliff blindfolded at this time, and may fall at any time, but he has no idea which direction the cliff is in.

When he reached the door of his bedroom, Yang Xuming hesitated for a few seconds.

In the end, he did not enter the bedroom.

Instead, he stepped back and returned to the living room.

Yang Xuming turned on the lights in the living room.

The bright incandescent lamp sheds light on the living room.

Everything is normal, no different from before Yang Xuming left.

Yang Xuming sat down on the sofa, frowning and thinking, trying to find the source of the anxiety.

But he found nothing.

After thinking about it, Yang Xuming came up with "The Record of Life and Death", but found that the above content was still [Laughing Corpse], and nothing changed because he saved Ying Sixue.

The bright red candle was placed on the coffee table in front of him by Yang Xuming.

By his hand, there was the hideous Frostmourne lying flat. Once any abnormality occurred, he could immediately pick up this heavy sword.

Yang Xuming even turned out Xiao Zi's diary and checked it again.

But after so much preparation and confirmation, Yang Xuming still feels insecure.

The inexplicable panic and anxiety, like solemn dark clouds, still lingered in his heart.

Yang Xuming's finger tapped gently on the coffee table.

Then, he took out the phone, wanting to spend the night by playing with it.

In the darkness, Yang Xuming lights up the screen.

On the palm-sized mobile phone screen, a sly smiling old man's face suddenly appeared.

The gloomy expression pierced Yang Xuming's sight for an instant.

Yang Xuming shook with fright, and the phone was almost thrown out.

Rely on... When did his phone interface picture change?

Yang Xuming stared at the face of the sly smiling old man on the screen and was silent.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the face of the old man who smiled slyly quickly disappeared into the darkness as the screen light extinguished.

Yang Xuming stretched out his hand to light up the phone screen again, but found that the phone screen picture this time was a normal standby image.

It seems that everything just now is just his illusion.

Yang Xuming was silent, thought for a few seconds, turned off the phone's screen light, and then unlocked it.

But no matter how many times he tried, the pictures on the screen were normal standby pictures, and the old man's face that was smiling slyly just never appeared again.

This weird status quo silenced Yang Xuming.

He thought for a while and shouted into Li Zi's bedroom.

"Plum! It looks like a ghost has entered our house!"

In the bedroom, there was no sound and no response.

Li Zi didn't respond to Yang Xuming.

In fact, if the plum reacted, it would be the worst thing.

After all, Li Zi has never responded to Yang Xuming.

And the big red candle in front of Yang Xuming did not burn, which proved from the side that there was no ghost against Yang Xuming at this time.

But the smiling face just now...

Yang Xuming was silent for a few seconds, raised his phone, turned on the Selfie function, and took a picture of himself.

Then he saw it.

In the photo, he is sitting on the sofa with his head up and facing the camera.

On his face, there was a sly smile, old man's face...