All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

"Sister, do you know how to get to the Lotus City Garden?"

In the morning light, the little girl jumping around asked.

In front of her, a girl in slightly ill-fitting clothes turned her head and looked at her.

The little girl and the companion behind her were taken aback.

Because the appearance of this sister is too scary.

The pale and bloodless face and the slightly black lips made her look like the evil spirit in the movie.

But under the sun, the girls seem to have not seen the fear of a few children.

She raised her hand, pointed in the distant direction, and said.

"Go in from that road, walk to the crossroads at the end, turn left and keep walking, you will see."

"Okay, thank you sister," the little girl who spoke first nodded politely and thanked each other.

Then she left with her friends.

Before he left, a curious little boy was sneaking a glance at this big sister, only to find that the other person was also looking at him. He was so frightened that he quickly bowed his head and left.

After standing in the sun and watching the children leave, the girl in unsuitable clothes shook her head.

Said slowly.

"Children..."

She touched her abdomen, where, there should have been a little life about to be conceived.

But now, there is nothing left.

Thinking of this, she sighed.

Then, took out a red embroidered shoe from his pocket.

In the morning sun, this red embroidered shoe glowed with blood-red weird luster, as if it was poured out of dried blood, inexplicably permeating.

But the girl just stared at the embroidered shoes in her hand and said.

"What are you doing with me?"

"Want to know my location, and then go back and notify Amin?"

The girl shook her head, "It's impossible. If you don't go now, you will never go."

"I won't let you disturb Amin's next life... even if you do it out of good intentions."

In the morning light, the embroidered shoes were lying quietly in the girl's hand, without any response.

But she seemed to hear something and shook her head again.

"Just want to be with me?"

"It's up to you."

"Anyway, leaving this time, I will never come back again."

"I know a place with very beautiful scenery, maybe it can be our burial place..."

The same morning light shone on the rows and rows of tombstones in the cemetery.

In front of one of the tombstones, a girl stood quietly.

The girl is dressed in a white dress, white and bright in the warm light of the morning, just like a legendary angel, beautiful and weak.

She lowered her head and silently looked at the tombstone in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

In his arms, holding a red notebook.

Although people occasionally come to mourn the deceased in the cemetery, it is rare to come to the cemetery in this kind of wilderness in the early morning to mourn the deceased.

So much so that the guards of the tombs passing by not far away looked twice more.

This girl seems to be very beautiful.

Although she can't see her face with her head down, her skin is very pale.

Even if the average girl relies on cosmetics to make her face look white, the skin on her hands is still yellow.

But the girl in front of her was different, all her skin was extremely fair.

It's almost white...like a corpse?

As soon as this idea emerged, the guardian shook his head and threw the idea out.

It's too bad to think of this kind of thing in the cemetery.

Turning his head, the staff did not look at the girl again, and continued to patrol the cemetery.

This is his work every morning.

When he patrolled all the tombstones in the back and came back, he found that the girl had disappeared.

There was nothing in front of the tombstone.

The guardian walked towards the tombstone, trying to see if there was any **** left in front of the tombstone.

If there are things like flowers or candles, they will sweep them out and take them away.

However, when he walked to the tombstone, he found that there was nothing in front of the tombstone.

There were no flowers, no burning candles or paper money, and no joss sticks.

The girl seemed to have just come here to take a look, and then left without leaving anything.

Seeing this scene, the tomb guard was relieved.

It would be nice if all the people who came to mourn were the same as this girl, then they would save trouble.

Thinking about this, the guardian passed the tombstone and planned to leave.

Before leaving, he subconsciously glanced at the tombstone.

The name engraved on the tombstone was [Wu Zi], and the black and white photo posted on the tombstone was of a young girl in a white dress.

The girl looked at the camera with a dull expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

But the guardians of the tomb became more familiar as they watched.

The picture of the deceased...

In his mind, the figure of the girl in the white dress who was standing in front of the tombstone suddenly flashed past.

The expression suddenly became extremely frightened...

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"Dad, grandma is back!"

The happy girl ran to the door of the house under the morning light and said to her father who was making bamboo baskets at the door.

The man who was making the bamboo basket frowned, raised his head and looked behind the little girl.

Sure enough, I saw an old old man coming here.

The moment the mother and son met, the man threw away the bamboo basket in his hand unluckily, and said with a look of disgust.

"You still have the face to come back?"

The old man was a little cramped when he was stared at by his son with this look.

She smiled awkwardly and touched her granddaughter's head, "I...I will come back to see you..."

The man looked at her indifferently and said, "Are you stealing money again? Don't think about it, all the money in this family has been taken away by you. You can't find the money when you come back."

The old man's expression became even more embarrassing when he saw the man mention it.

She stood there, embarrassed.

But at this moment, the neighbor heard a voice.

When the neighbor's old man saw her, he was a little surprised.

"Sister Shao is back?"

The neighbor looked at the irritable elderly son, smiled and rounded it off, "Okay, now that your mother is back, you must be wrong. Don't be angry, Xiao Wang, what can't you talk about in the family? right?"

The old neighbor looked at Aunt Shao and said with a smile, "Sister Shao will admit to Xiao Shao. Xiao Wang must still miss you. Just don't do anything like that in the future."

Aunt Shao smiled awkwardly, "Yes, I will admit my mistake..."

In the morning light, the family in this mountain village seemed to have regained peace once the old man returned and apologized.

However, as the sun went away, shadows gradually enveloped the mountain village.

It seems that even the air has become weird...

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The fifth volume of the story, "The Other Side of the River of Blood" ends.

Please look forward to the sixth and final volume-"The Time for Farewell".

"At 7 weeks of pregnancy, the fetus is developing normally. Pay attention to eating small and frequent meals to ensure nutrition."

"Two essentials to get a marriage certificate? Then fill out the form first."

"Master Yang..."

"Um?"

"Don't you regret it?"

"I... have no choice..."

"Ah...Finally going for an internship, Lao Yang, have you found an internship unit? Is it still in Liupanshui when you return to your hometown?"

"In Liupanshui."

"Ah? Really? I thought you would return to Xiangxi..."

"Brother Wang, do you think that if people don't become ghosts after death, where would they go? Is there a heaven in this world?"

"I think you should find out the ghost first before discussing this issue... It's like a person will really become a ghost after death."

"Yang Xuming, a girl is looking for you."

"Who is looking for me?"

"I don't know, she said her name is Wu Zi."

"Stupid boy, Dad won't let you die, and Xuan Xuan won't let you die. We will definitely find a way to save you!"

"Amin, my uncle and I are leaving, you must get better soon..."

"Sister Xuan Xuan!"

"...You have a nightmare again."

"Yes... I'm sorry, it made you sleep."

"Don't apologize to me, bastard... Also, didn't you always call me Missy..."

"Sister, what are you doing here alone?"

"My sister wants to find a place to dig a pit and bury herself, but the staff at the scenic spot refuses to let her, so she can only sit here and enjoy the sun."

"Isn't it cloudy now?"

"Although there is no sun in the sky, there is sunshine in my sister's heart... Look, this is my sister's lover, isn't it handsome? My sister is very happy to see his photos."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

"No... don't stare at me like that, I... I'm also forced to... the Bodhisattva said, just do this... just do this..."

"Huh...I finally came back. The air in the real world is really good, and it smells much better than in a river of blood."

"Okay, Aunt Shao, thanks for your hard work, I will exchange my promise..."

"Yang...Yang Xuming, "The Record of Life and Death" seems to be shaking all the time."

"A haunted mountain village... It's terrible, why should I come to such a place..."

"Hehe...Amin, I met again. This time I fulfilled my last agreement and came to see you in the real world in person."

"Let go of her! Xu Xuan! Let go of her, we still have to talk!"

"Xiao Zi...help me...please...help me...as long as you are willing to help me, I can..."

"I know... I knew it from the beginning, classmate Yang Xuming, I knew it from the beginning..."

"Hahahaha...Amin, despair! Painfully despair! You have no hope anymore!"

"...Desperate? Isn't that something that I already knew? I knew it from the moment I decided to come here."

"But I will not back down because I am not qualified to back down."

"Miss! I'm here to take you back!"

"What a jealous scene... I am not as generous as I expected..."

"who?!"

"Sometimes, we all have no choice... right, Amin?"

"Plum……"

"I'm sorry... I have always wanted to say sorry to you for a long time... I'm sorry..."

"Don't say sorry to me... asshole."

"Also, you are finally willing to call my eldest lady..."