All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Ying Sixue looked dazed, and Yang Xuming was also confused.

The two people in the car looked at each other, and Yang Xuming shrugged innocently.

"Could it be... the website found a shooter?" Yang Xuming proposed a possible hypothesis.

Ying Sixue thought for a while and said, "It happens to be the rest area in front of me. I will stop and change your car. I will study what is happening in the chapter that was updated last night."

Yang Xuming nodded, "It's okay."

Seeing that there was still a little distance from the rest area, he chatted with Lin Qiu again, only to find that Lin Qiu didn't know anything.

It's just that after the girl got up in the morning, she turned on her brother's computer and used Lin Zongli's computer to log in to the author's backend of the website, and wanted to help her brother send a notice to stop the update.

But after logging into the author's backstage, Lin Qiu found out that her brother's book had been updated in a daze.

And the most recent update time was four o'clock in the morning last night.

The girl who was scared immediately contacted Yang Xuming, after all, Yang Xuming was the only counselor she could find.

After pacifying Lin Qiu with words on his mobile phone, Yang Xuming found that the car had entered the high-speed rest area.

After Ying Sixue stopped the car in the rest area, the two quickly got out of the car and exchanged positions.

Then Yang Xuming drove, and Ying Sixue sat in the co-pilot. He also downloaded a Hedgehog's APP client and found the book written by Lin Zongli.

Under the driving control of Yang Xuming, this Maserati once again entered the highway and continued to drive towards Xiangxi.

While in the co-pilot's seat, Ying Sixue lowered her head and kept tapping the phone screen, flipping through the novel written by Lin Zongli.

Ying Sixue did not speak, and Yang Xuming did not dare to disturb her.

After all, Yang Xuming is still a bit B-number if the IQ of both sides is higher or lower.

It is definitely better to leave this kind of thing to Ying Sixue than to let him study it.

The car is driving on the highway.

Over time, there are more vehicles on the road.

They began to enter the boundary of Guiyang, where there were a lot of cars on the road.

Yang Xuming drove very carefully, for fear of rubbing the eldest lady's luxury car.

But in fact other cars are also very careful.

Even those cars that like to be jammed everywhere, after driving behind this Maserati, most people will keep a certain distance.

Soon, Yang Xuming drove through the section of Guiyang, and the cars on the road began to shrink.

And Ying Sixue also raised her head at this moment and said.

"I compared the previously written part of this book and the content of the chapter updated last night. From the perspective of the subtext and the writing style, the chapter updated last night was indeed written by Lin Zongli himself. There should be no gunman. The possibility of ghostwriting."

"In general, every author will have his own writing style."

"The longer you write, the easier it is to develop your own personal style."

"And Lin Zongli's book, to be honest, his writing has a very strong personal touch, which belongs to the writing style that is difficult for outsiders to imitate."

"So this chapter updated last night was indeed written by Lin Zongli himself."

Ying Sixue said, "It looks like that guy is probably dead."

"From the information we are currently in contact with, most Li ghosts will hold deep obsessions and resentments after their tragic death, and are driven by this obsession to do things."

"But Lin Zongli was different. There was no resentment in his death. He did everything he wanted to do, saved his sister, cut off the fate of the family, and gave everyone redemption."

"So if a person like him turns into a ghost, then the biggest obsession is probably only the job he loves and has been doing in his life."

"Online novel writers need to be updated every day. They write code every day. They work every day for almost 365 days a year and rarely have time to rest."

"For a senior writer like Lin Zongli, writing has become an instinct carved into his soul."

"Although he said before that he hates writing and thinks that every day code is very boring, but this kind of person is actually very simple. If you really let him rest for ten and a half months without using the code, he will feel uncomfortable again. ."

Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming and said, "I suspect that Lin Zongli who stayed in the Wangguan Camp has completely died, turned into a ghost, and was assimilated by that terrifying false illusion."

"After he became a ghost, his biggest obsession was writing, so the book that had been updated for a long time last night was renewed and updated."

"Although there is no computer network in Wangguanying, Li Gui's ability is unreasonable."

"Maybe Lin Zongli's ability after becoming a ghost is to allow it to upload codewords without the need for a computer and the Internet?"

Ying Sixue said this and shrugged, "Let's take a look again and see if this guy will continue to update in the future."

"Even if it continues to be updated every day in the future, it doesn't matter much to us."

"A ghost is only writing a novel on the Internet, and it is not harmful. Let it go and leave it alone. Later, when you have time, you will go back to the Wangguan Camp to see what the situation is."

Ying Sixue said, "I have a hunch that the headless female corpse in the blood coffin is not so easy to deal with."

"The last time your dad was inexplicably attracted to him, it was definitely not just because of the bell, otherwise your dad should have appeared when Lin Qiu rang the bell in the city."

"The headless female corpse locked in the blood coffin must also hide other secrets."

"And that thing staying there is always a hidden danger. Maybe we will have to go back to Wangguanying to kill demons and exorcise demons when we return from Jiujiang."

Ying Sixue said, raising her eyebrows at Yang Xuming with a smile, "Maybe you can see your father and your childhood sweetheart again."

Yang Xuming rolled his eyes, "Speaking of that girl ghost from the other side... I suddenly thought of something."

Yang Xuming said, "Do you remember the bunch of flower growers before? Since the air-raid shelter was over, they have completely disappeared without a trace, and there is no news at all."

"But judging from Wu Xingliang's situation, these flower growers are not good at crops, and they may even have different methods."

"Wu Xingliang is just a newcomer among them, and they all know how to raise ghosts."

"Among the older guys among the flower growers, I suspect there are more powerful roles."

"I shattered their hope of immortality, they must hate me deeply."

"But after so long, those guys haven't reacted at all. I think something is wrong."

Yang Xuming drove the car and said with a gloomy face, "I think this may be the tranquility before the storm!"

Ying Sixue laughed and said, "What are you afraid of, Master Yang is so powerful, soldiers are here to cover the water and earth."

"You have been wading through the wind and waves, are you still afraid of these small rivers?"