All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Chapter 38: Wangguanying

Yang Xuming shook his head as he watched the taxi rush out like it was out of control and disappeared from the field of vision.

“Are novice drivers able to drive a taxi these years…”

He was a little grateful, but fortunately he had no problems riding the other car.

Looking at the empty behind him last, Yang Xuming walked directly into the darkness and walked in the direction of the rental house.

Yang Xuming did not delay near the Red House.

After leaving the red house, he walked directly to Shuangga Town.

Although he passed by the old man’s house, he wanted to ask about the situation.

But knocking on the door this night, it is estimated that the old man is really going to call the police.

Moreover, Li Zi came so quietly and walked so strangely, which made Yang Xuming very uneasy.

Although it seems that Li Zi has let him go, if he continues to stay outside, maybe Li Zi will really rush to kill him?

So after thinking about it, Yang Xuming planned to go home and rest first.

Sleep for a while, and visit the old man in Shuangga tomorrow.

As for the broken book “The Record of Life and Death”, Yang Xuming has been reading it on his way, but found that the content on the broken book is still [Red Embroidered Shoes], which has not been updated at all.

It stands to reason that he has already got the red embroidered shoes.

Now that the conditions are met, this broken book should update the information and tell Yang Xuming what to do next?

But Yang Xuming watched all the way and waited all the way, but he didn’t see any changes in “The Record of Life and Death”.

Do you really have to wait until tomorrow morning to update?

This is too real…

Are you an online novel? Update only once a day?

Yang Xuming returned to the rental house with “The Record of Life and Death” and embroidered shoes.

When he opened the door, he subconsciously raised the red candle in front of him, and carefully looked at the living room in front of him.

The living room was quiet, without any sound.

Compared to when he left in the morning, nothing has changed.

Yang Xuming turned on all the light switches at the door, and then walked in cautiously.

“Moses Moses? Plum? Are you at home?”

In the brightly lit living room, Yang Xuming asked sneakily.

Seeing no one answered, he closed the door gently.

Yang Xuming changed his shoes and walked forward cautiously.

Saw the corridor next to it.

The room belonging to Plum is now slowly closing.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming’s heart jumped and he subconsciously took two steps back.

Damn it? Did Li Zi just come back?

Yang Xuming stared at the slowly closing door, a little surprised.

But he stood there and waited for a while. The room was quiet and nothing strange happened.

The red candle in his hand did not burn either.

Yang Xuming hesitated for a moment, and ran into his bedroom without daring to delay.

Like last night, he closed the doors and windows, closed the curtains, and placed the red candle on the bedside table before he was ready to go to bed.

Before going to bed, Yang Xuming thought for a while, then took out the embroidered shoes and put them next to the pillow.

Maybe this way the two ghosts in the house can be suppressed?

The pair of Li Gui sisters still looked very powerful, at least the sister was very powerful.

Much better than the two weak chickens outside the door who can only knock on the door and smash the window.

Without Li Zi’s hands, maybe those two ghosts dare not provoke these red embroidered shoes?

Thinking about this, Yang Xuming slowly fell asleep.

After tossing all night, he was not only sore, but also extremely tired.

Entered a haunted red house alone at two o’clock in the morning, and confronted three ghosts directly. At that time, he didn’t feel that now that he was out of the crisis of life and death, Yang Xuming felt as tired as running a marathon.

I don’t think about anything except sleep.

He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

In the dim, Yang Xuming heard something.

The sound was far away at first, but gradually got closer.

It seems that the other party is constantly approaching him.

In the hazy fog, Yang Xuming stood sluggish and confused.

The sound coming from the mist is getting closer and closer.

Finally, Yang Xuming realized what the voice was.

There was a festive sound of beating gongs and drums, and it seemed that someone was welcoming each other.

The white mist has faded a bit.

Yang Xuming found himself standing in the middle of a loess road.

In the mist, Yang Xuming couldn’t see exactly where the loess road was extended, but he could see that the side of the road was full of people.

These people seemed to be on the sidewalk to welcome the leaders to inspect, and they seemed to be standing on the side of the road watching the excitement. No one came to the middle of the road.

The only one standing in the middle of the road was Yang Xuming.

In the mist, the sound of gongs and drums is getting closer and closer, and there is a very festive suona, it seems that there is really a welcoming team approaching.

But other than that, the whole road was silent.

Those standing on the side of the road all looked at Yang Xuming straightforwardly, their eyes were cold, their expressions were dumb, and they didn’t say a word.

Yang Xuming was a little uneasy.

He felt that the road in front of him was strange.

And these people standing on the side of the road gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.

Most of the clothes worn by these people are very shabby, and they have a strong ethnic style, like the Guizhou people in old photos from decades ago.

Yang Xuming stood in the middle of the road blankly, a little flustered inexplicably.

He subconsciously looked at an old man standing on the side of the road and asked.

“Old man, where is this place?”

A long black cloth was wrapped around the old man’s head, and these black cloths were wrapped around his head round and round, looking like a disc.

He looked at Yang Xuming blankly and said, “This is the Wangguan Camp.”

Yang Xuming felt that the name of this place was extremely strange.

“Wangguanying? Where is the Wangguanying?” Yang Xuming asked in a panic.

In the mist, the sound of suona and the sound of gongs and drums were getting closer and closer.

Inexplicably, Yang Xuming felt a little flustered.

However, the old man on the side of the road ignored him.

Everyone on both sides of this loess road turned their heads and looked straight in one direction.

There, the fog gradually faded away.

The dazzling scarlet appeared slowly from the mist.

Scarlet sedan chair, scarlet clothes and hats, a group of blood-red people carrying a big red sedan chair appeared on the Loess Road.

The bearers were all wearing dazzling, blood-red clothes, their heads lowered, and they were walking staggeringly.

In front of the welcoming procession, two girls wearing scarlet clothes and scarlet headscarves carrying red flower baskets, while walking, throwing red paper money outward.

The red paper money after another, dazzlingly red, dazzling red, flying in the mist.

Even those who play the gongs and drums are all wearing scarlet clothes, making it difficult to see their faces.

At a glance, only a piece of blood red was seen.

In the screaming suona, this festive welcoming team is walking towards Yang Xuming.

On the big red sedan chair in the middle, the car curtain shook slightly.

In a daze, Yang Xuming saw a pair of blood-red embroidered shoes…