All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Chapter 207: Rice jar

Although Yang Xuming was a little dissatisfied with the driver who wanted to take him around the road and pit him, the other party obediently followed the road that Yang Xuming said.

When they arrived at the Wetland Park, the sky was already grey.

It’s early in summer in Liupanshui, and it’s already very bright at about 4:30 and 5:00.

Although it was still early before the sun came out, the roadside was indeed not dark.

When the taxi stopped on the side of the road, Yang Xuming asked, "How much is the master?"

The driver shook his head quickly, "No money, no money."

At this moment, Yang Xuming was stunned, "Ah? No money? Why?"

The driver smiled awkwardly and flatteringly, "I just took a short distance and I'm sorry to have delayed your time. This time I will give you a free ride, no money."

As long as you don’t come to take my car in the future...

Of course, the driver did not dare to say this sentence.

He was afraid of offending the guy in front of him by speaking out.

But Yang Xuming was a little embarrassed to be so dealt with.

He smiled and said, "It's okay, Master, you are such a sincere and good person these days are not many, the money must be given."

With that said, Yang Xuming took out twenty yuan and put it on the armrest box.

Then he got out of the car with a smile, "Next time I have a chance, I will take your car."

"...?!" The driver's face suddenly whitened, and he almost jumped from shock.

Next time... Next time in his car?

Who can stand this so much!

After seeing Yang Xuming getting out of the car, the driver did not dare to stay for a second, and rushed out with a kick of the accelerator.

The driver's face was a little pale-it seems that he can't run around here in the future.

The driver thought silently.

However, Yang Xuming is not clear about these thoughts of the driver.

He is just walking on the road leisurely and in a good mood.

He successfully unlocked some of his own abilities, and in the future, even without Li Zi and Xiao Zi, he can use his own power to deal with Li Gui.

This gave Yang Xuming a refreshing feeling of finally turning over and becoming the master.

Although he was sure that his own white ghost fire could not be Li Zi's opponent.

But is it shameful not to beat plums?

Shameless, that's his wife!

Besides, even if Yang Xuming was really able to fight, would he really want to fight with his wife?

There are only men who love their wives in this world, but there is no fear...Bah! Men who beat their wives.

Yang Xuming felt that he would never become the kind of man who beat his wife.

After returning home humming a little song in a happy mood, Yang Xuming opened the door and walked into the bedroom.

When the mood is good, even this deserted living room looks much pleasing to the eye.

Yang Xuming walked to the sofa and opened the wooden box left at home.

Then, took out the huge Frostmourne.

Under the light of the living room, this hideous and weird sword glowed with gloomy light.

I don't know if it is Yang Xuming's illusion. This sword feels different from ordinary metal products, and it has an eerie and weird taste.

But it may also be his psychological effect.

Ignoring too much, Yang Xuming directly raised the big sword in his hand and waved it gently.

Then his left hand touched the sword lightly.

brush--

A pale and strange flame suddenly ignited on the wide blade, and it throbbed in the air, glowing with a certain gloomy chill.

Yang Xuming stood and watched for a while, his heart moved slightly, and the flame on the blade was so extinguished.

This ghost fire can actually enchant the sword...

Yang Xuming put down Frostmourne and wanted to experiment with something else.

He walked into the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and touched the knife with his left hand...no response.

Hmm, change the spoon, still can't it?

Yang Xuming experimented for a while and found that only this sharp sword against ghosts could carry his kind of pale ghost fire.

And after tossing around, he started to feel tired.

It seems that the use of this white ghost fire is very mentally exhausting.

I just don't know how powerful this thing is against Li Gui.

Putting down the broom in the kitchen, Yang Xuming planned to leave.

But just before he left, the corner of his eye suddenly noticed a strange thing.

His rice jar... the lid was opened?

Yang Xuming was a little confused.

Since the holiday, he has never cooked again.

But there was still some rice left in the rice tank. To prevent the rice from becoming moldy and damp, Yang Xuming put the lid on.

Turns it on now?

He walked over and looked at the rice tank.

It was empty inside, almost all the rice was gone.

Depend on……

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming immediately thought of the remaining ghost.

The ghost who used to steal the stuff from the house is the one left now? Instead of the ran away sister-in-law of Li Zi?

Is that guy still stealing stuff from the house?

There is no food in the refrigerator, so the guy started turning over the rice jar?

Yang Xuming rubbed his eyebrows and felt his brain hurt.

This ghost is really not picky.

But now the rice in the rice tank is gone, and there is no food in the empty room. What is the guy going to eat next?

Hmm...Would you like to look back and bring that guy back?

I don't know if rat poison can poison the ghost.

Yang Xuming touched his chin and showed a sullen smile.

After putting the lid on the rice jar, Yang Xuming walked out of the kitchen.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, then picked up the "Record of Life and Death" on the coffee table.

Turning to the third page, a line of small words appeared silently in the blank area of the third page.

[Congratulations, you have successfully opened up your potential and truly have the qualifications to face the ghosts directly]

[But please be careful, do not abuse the power of a different kind, the living person should not abuse it. Excessive use of the ability that the dead should have will cause irreversible changes in your body]

Yang Xuming raised his eyebrows after reading this line of small print.

He took out the gel pen and wrote below-I have successfully returned alive, it can be regarded as proof that I am qualified to be a guide, right?

A few seconds later, "The Record of Life and Death" gave a reply.

[Evil spirits buried in the past, wandering on the banks of the river of blood]

[The evil spirit that does not want to disperse is still a sickle of death hanging above your head]

[The deeper your connection with that world, the easier it will be to find you]

[Rejecting your request to be a guide is for your safety]

[But please rest assured, even if you are not a guide, you are eligible for help]

[Liu Sheng’s favor and your own fortunes do not allow you to die prematurely]

[Your mission is to die with the scariest ghost in the legend]

[You are the only chain that can restrain the scariest ghost in the legend, everything in the world, I sincerely wish you a long life]

The reply of "Living and Death Records" seems to be different from before.