All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

"By the way, to be on the safe side, I will ask you a question first."

Before he walked out of the air-raid shelter, Yang Xuming suddenly asked, "The beautiful sister in the scarlet wedding dress you saw last night, isn't it with us now?"

Yang Xuming looked at Fan Zhigang and asked very seriously.

Fan Zhigang shook his head, "No, I haven't seen her since I woke up."

"OK, then she should go back by herself," Yang Xuming breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Then he asked again, "By the way, when I was at your house before, didn't you say that there was a sister in a white dress lying on my back? Is she still there?"

Yang Xuming wanted to know what would happen after Xiaozi swallowed the flower of the other side.

Although the flower was almost completely gone at the time, it is estimated that there is not much nutrient left.

But judging from the current situation, this flower can be regarded as a top-level material, right?

Even if it’s a mutilated hibiscus, it should be strengthened after eating it?

And Fan Zhigang glanced at Yang Xuming's back and said, "That sister fell asleep on your back, with both hands hanging on your neck, sleeping soundly."

Yang Xuming touched his neck subconsciously, but didn't touch anything.

But now that everything is normal for Xiaozi, then forget it.

It is estimated that there will be changes when she wakes up?

Yang Xuming was a little hopeful that Xiaozi could become stronger after strengthening.

After all, summoning Li Zi to help is costly, and he will die once the candle burns out.

In comparison, Xiaozi is much more friendly.

Yang Xuming and Fan Zhigang left this underground cavity.

With the disappearance of the Higan Flower and the evil spirits, this air-raid shelter, which had been abandoned for many years, finally returned to normal.

There are no longer layers of weird spaces, and there are no more weird snakes.

There are only four underground cavities completely abandoned.

The deepest underground cavity is where Yang Xuming woke up, empty, nothing.

That was the place where the manager of the rice noodle factory hanged himself.

Going out is an area with some torn sacks and wooden boxes. There is a passage exit on the right, and the end of the exit is Park Road.

It's a pity that the iron gate of this exit is closed tightly, making it impossible to get in and out.

Yang Xuming and the others can only come out from another exit of Zhongshan.

When I walked out of the air-raid shelter, the sky was gray and it was almost dawn.

The city that has been silent for a night is waking up.

But Zhongshan's big iron gate obviously hadn't opened yet, so the two returned along the same route.

Picking up the wooden box in the grass and putting Frostmourne in it, Yang Xuming carried the long and thick wooden box on his back again.

They climbed over the fence and came outside Zhongshan.

Fan Zhigang has been following Yang Xuming, lowering his head silently.

At a certain moment, he suddenly spoke.

"Brother reporter, you... are you called Yang Xuming?"

Yang Xuming glanced at him and nodded, "Well, my name is Yang Xuming. The rising sun is the bright bright Ming."

When this kid saw Li Zi last night, he should have guessed that Yang Xuming was referring to him.

But Li Zi could talk?

Then why is Li Zi always reluctant to communicate with him?

Yang Xuming was a little confused.

He felt that this matter should also be asked about "The Record of Life and Death."

If Li Zi can talk and communicate, maybe many things can be solved.

When Yang Xuming was thinking about these issues, Fan Zhigang raised his head and showed a reluctant smile, "This name...very good..."

Yang Xuming gave Fan Zhigang a strange look, "You... Xiao Fan, why are you so pale? And is it hot? Why are you sweating?"

In the cold morning breeze, Fan Zhigang reached out and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.

He smiled and said, "Maybe... maybe I'm tired? I think my feet are a little soft."

"But it's okay, just go back and have a rest."

Fan Zhigang said, "Brother Yang, go to my house and sit for a while? I will cook rice noodles for you. My rice noodles are delicious."

"Rice noodles..." Yang Xuming felt a little nauseous inexplicably, "Rice noodles are no longer necessary. I don't think I will eat rice noodles in recent years."

Fan Zhigang opened his mouth and laughed twice.

Then, some gasps.

"That... well," he wiped the sweat from his forehead again, "I'll go back first. Thank you, Brother Yang, for your help...help..."

With a bang, the hunched boy fell directly to the ground, limp.

Yang Xuming, who had witnessed all this with his own eyes, was a little confused, "Are you injured?"

He squatted down and tried to lift the boy up.

However, the boy was limp, like a puddle of mud.

His body was trembling slightly.

The hump on his back, visible to the naked eye, began to shrink.

One after another, tiny parasites came out from under his skin in dense numbers, crawling outside in a panic like a nest destroying ant.

But after leaving Fan Zhigang's body, these densely packed weird insects quickly turned into drops of clear water.

At the feet of Yang Xuming and Fan Zhigang, the ground was quickly wetted.

Fan Zhigang's face was as pale as white paper.

The shaking of his body has stopped.

Those dense insects no longer crawled out of his body, it seems that there are no more insects in his body.

The boy with messy hair and sluggish expression was lying in Yang Xuming's arms, his breathing was intermittent, and he might die suddenly at any time.

Yang Xuming hurriedly dialed the 120 emergency number and explained his address.

However, the boy just lay down blankly, staring blankly at Yang Xuming calling, his eyes were dull and blank.

It wasn't until Yang Xuming finished the call that there was a little light in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice.

"Yang... Brother Yang..."

"Huh? Xiaofan? Are you awake?" Yang Xuming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the boy opening his mouth. "How? How are you feeling? Where are you uncomfortable? Are you hurt?"

Fan Zhigang looked at him blankly and shook his head.

"No injuries, I... don't call an ambulance, we don't have... no money..."

The boy squirmed his dry lips, his eyes widened desperately as if he wanted to see Yang Xuming's face clearly.

He said hoarsely and whispered, "I...I'm dead...I know...I ate that kind of weird snake and turned into an inhumane monster, and I will die sooner or later."

"I knew it from the beginning, but...but I can't control myself."

"That kind of snake meat is so delicious, so delicious, I can't control it at all!"

The boy cried in a low voice and said desperately, "I'm sorry, Brother Yang, I wanted you to eat snake meat together before."

"But I really didn't want to hurt you, I really like eating, I really just like eating..."

The boy was crying desperately, wanting to be forgiven by Yang Xuming.

Yang Xuming quickly took his trembling hand and nodded again and again, "I know, I know, I don't blame you. Please calm down, don't get excited, the ambulance is coming soon, and the doctor will save you."

The boy lowered his head bitterly, tears streaming down his cheeks.

The whispers with a crying voice were full of desperate powerlessness.

"No... no help. I became a monster, and became like those monsters. When those monsters die, I know I am going to die too."

"But... but I have been holding on, I have never dared to accept it. I want to live..."

"I really want to live..."

When the boy said these words, his emotions were unexpectedly calm.

He just sobbed in a low voice, murmured, "But...thank you, Brother Yang...thank you..."

"Thank you for avenging my parents. Thank you for killing the monsters that killed my parents."

"Without you, I really dare not face those monsters."

"I have always been scared, always scared..."

"But now, I feel I am very happy."

"Although I am dying, I am very happy."

A dry and desperate smile was squeezed out of the boy's face, "Really, I am very happy."

"I don't have to be afraid anymore, I don't have to worry anymore."

"I can be reunited with my parents, and no one will call me an orphan without parents anymore."

"I can... have parents again."

He squeezed Yang Xuming's hand firmly, but the boy's voice became weaker and weaker.

Finally, it gradually became silent.

"Thank you……"

PS: There will be a chapter later