All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Yang Xuming didn't lie, he really didn't know this girl of unknown origin.

But Li Zi just glanced at him, then turned his head and looked at the evil spirit surrounded by poisonous snakes not far away.

She walked straight over and quickly disappeared outside the tree hole.

Yang Xuming didn't dare to go out and couldn't see what was happening outside.

But what immediately sounded was the violent roar of the evil spirit's rage.

"Deception is too ah ah ah ah!!!"

The evil spirit screamed in pain before he even finished roaring.

There was a terrible roar outside.

As if a chariot had run over, Yang Xuming even felt the entire ground was shaking.

"..." Silently withdrew the steps he wanted to go out, Yang Xuming felt that he should stay here and wait for the battle to end.

He glanced at the wooden table beside him, and saw that there was still a small piece of body fragments left on it. The flower that had become extremely dimmed completely disappeared, as if it was about to wither.

Yang Xuming thought for a while and took out Xiaozi's diary.

Shouted in a low voice.

"Xiao Zi..."

A pale hand quietly stretched out from the diary, and directly dragged the dying otheran flower into the diary.

Disappeared.

Yang Xuming glanced outside with a guilty conscience and confirmed that Li Zi hadn't seen this scene, and hurriedly stuffed the diary back into his pocket.

He walked to the edge of the tree hole and took a quiet look outside.

But with the disappearance of the Higan Flower, this huge underground world seems to have gradually collapsed.

The petals of the cherry blossom trees all turned yellow, and disappeared into fine ashes as soon as they fell from the branches and before they touched the ground.

The huge cherry tree also began to wither and shrank. It seemed that the water was quickly drained. In the end, even the weight of the branches could not bear the weight of the branches, and they collapsed directly.

Yang Xuming left the tree cave and breathed the air outside the tree cave again.

Even without plums, this huge underground world is already gradually falling apart.

What's more, in the process of this collapse, there were two extremely fierce ghosts fighting each other.

Yang Xuming looked at the battlefield in the distance.

In the dark, he couldn't see much.

Only a bright red figure stood quietly in the darkness, everything in her body was swallowed by darkness, and it was unclear which darkness was her shadow or the darkness that existed in the first place.

The screams of the scariest ghost that belonged to the air-raid shelter, and the manager of the rice noodle factory who died tragically 30 years ago, kept sounding, and kept moving in the dark area.

It seems that the evil spirit finally realized the gap between the two sides and wanted to escape.

But unfortunately, the darkness completely overwhelmed it, and it couldn't leave that area at all.

Yang Xuming didn't even see the evil spirit, so he could only listen to the screams of this evil spirit from afar as it became more and more stern and weaker.

Finally disappeared gradually.

This huge underground world quickly became quiet.

Yang Xuming stood with Frostmourne, a little weak, like a disabled patient, looking a little miserable.

After all, he broke in all the way and suffered some injuries. When he was submerged in blood before, he was drained of energy.

Yang Xuming now only feels that his feet are soft and his eyes are black, as if he just ran an extreme marathon.

Looking at the big red figure in the dark blankly, Yang Xuming squirmed his lips subconsciously, trying to speak.

"Lee...Plum..."

However, the moment he spoke, a cold wind blew, and it directly became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

Yang Xuming's eyes went dark, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.

The world is plunged into cold darkness...

dark.

Endless darkness.

Yang Xuming felt as if he had fallen into a cold and dark lake, drowning in unspeakable despair.

His body is falling and falling continuously.

Finally, he heard something.

"Mr. Reporter..."

"Mr. Reporter?"

"Wake up!"

The sound was far away at first, as if there was a thick layer of glass between the two sides. Yang Xuming couldn't hear it very clearly.

But gradually, the invisible barrier seemed to disappear.

The voice gradually became familiar.

Consciousness gradually returned to the body.

Yang Xuming felt that someone was calling him anxiously by his side.

This voice is...

Yang Xuming suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

"Plum!"

He shouted subconsciously.

However, in the dark world, only a hunched young man looked at him in astonishment.

"Mr. Reporter, you... are you awake?"

Humpbacked hands, holding a flashlight, that is the only light that illuminates this dark world.

When Yang Xuming saw the other party, he was startled.

He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Where am I?"

"Air-raid shelter," said humpback nervously, "Mr. Reporter, have you forgotten? You entered the Zhongshan air-raid shelter alone, and you haven't had time to leave."

Yang Xuming glanced at him, a little confused, "Then what about you? Why did you kid come in?"

Fan Zhigang was silent for a few seconds and said in a low voice, "I think there is no danger in the air-raid shelter, so I came in. Because the reporter, brother, you have not come out, I am worried that you will be in danger inside."

Yang Xuming rubbed his eyebrows without speaking.

With Fan Zhigang's flashlight, he could see the surrounding environment clearly.

Here, it is a dark and dull air-raid shelter area, but there is nothing in the bare space, which is obviously abandoned.

The paint on the walls has already peeled off, and pieces of paint remnants look like peeling human skin.

On the cold concrete floor, it was dark and dirty. I didn't know what it was used to display, and it exuded a faint musty smell.

And in this completely empty space, there is only a dark passage.

It is both an exit and an entrance.

At Yang Xuming's side, the Frostmourne was still tightly held by him, even after being unconscious.

It's just that there is one more thing beside him.

A big red candle that burned halfway...

This candle stood quietly beside Yang Xuming.

It seems that Yang Xuming has been silently guarding him during the time he was in a coma.

Seeing the appearance of the red candle, Yang Xuming was a little surprised.

"This..." He looked at Fan Zhigang, "You brought this candle in?"

Before he entered the air-raid shelter, he obviously put the candle outside in accordance with the requirements of "The Record of Life and Death".

How can this candle appear here now?

Yang Xuming was surprised.

Fan Zhigang swallowed, as if thinking of a bad experience, a little scared.

"No... I didn't bring it."

He glanced at Yang Xuming quietly, and said in a low voice, "It was... it was brought in by an older sister in a big red wedding dress..."

Immediately afterwards, Fan Zhigang told Yang Xuming that he was shocked and fainted outside the air-raid shelter.

This included the fact that the wooden box began to shake crazily shortly after Yang Xuming entered the air-raid shelter.

PS: There will be a chapter later