All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Early in the morning, Maserati was driving on the road to the countryside.

Ying Sixue sat in the passenger seat, yawning and rubbing her waist.

"My waist hurts... I felt like I was pressed by a ghost last night."

Ying Sixue said bitterly, "Could it be Sister Li who came to find me to sleep?"

Yang Xuming, who was driving, was a little speechless, "Return Sister Li... disgusting? Are you older than Li Zi? Miss, don't pretend to be tender for your old bacon, okay, it will easily cause physical discomfort to bystanders."

Ying Sixue glanced at him and snorted, "It's your shit, my name is Sister Li, Li Zi has no objection, but you are a lot of shit."

At this time the two had already moved away from Guyuan City.

As for the red-eyed black cat guarding Madam Yang, it had been put back by Ying Sixue and did not attack the two people present.

It seems that he went back to protect Madam Yang directly.

The black cat's abilities are almost invincible, and it is almost invincible for assassination. It is only a special confession to the ghost, and once the essence of its ability is known, there are many ways to circumvent it if it is prepared in advance.

But even so, this experience is really scary in retrospect.

The two of them almost overturned the car together.

Yang Xuming, who had just returned from the Wangguanying victory, calmed down a lot, or in other words, a lot of counseling.

The place they were heading at this time was an old house in the mountains.

The old house was built alone in the mountains, and there were no residential buildings in sight. The nearest village had to be walked for ten minutes on the mountain road.

It’s a little closer to the highway, and it’s about five or six minutes’ walk.

But this cannot change the fact that the old house was built in a barren mountain.

When I was young, I didn't find it strange, but when I think about it when I grow up, Yang Xuming realizes how wonderful his old house is.

And as far as I can remember, only their family of three lived in this old house.

There was no grandparents, or grandparents died before Yang Xuming was born.

And grandpa and grandma live by the Yuan River, which is a bit far away.

When Yang Xuming was a child, he spent the longest time in his grandfather and grandmother's house, during the Chinese New Year.

Basically every year during the New Year, his parents would take him to his grandfather and grandmother's house for the New Year.

That was the happiest time of the year for Yang Xuming.

There was New Year's Eve money in his pocket, and the town where my grandfather and grandmother lived was so lively that Yang Xuming, who lived in the mountains all the year round, was so happy.

This kind of life continued until Yang Xuming's father died, and he and his mother moved to the city.

Now that he didn't expect to visit the old place again, Yang Xuming's mood is a bit complicated.

Since moving out of the old house, he and his mother have never been back.

That place seemed to be an ominous place for their subconscious avoidance.

I haven't been back for so many years, and I don't know what happened to that old house.

Yang Xuming drove the car and drove the Maserati in the mountains.

Near noon, they arrived at their destination.

"Drive a further distance from here, and you will reach our old house."

Yang Xuming pointed to the roadside entrance and said, "However, this road has been deserted for so many years. The roadside is full of bushes. Driving inside may scratch the paint. Or we should stop by the roadside and walk in. "

Ying Sixue agreed, "It's safer to walk in."

With that, she got out of the car.

Yang Xuming, who got out of the car behind her, was a little speechless, "Do you think we are here to do our job? It's safer to walk..."

The two closed the door and walked into the side road one after another.

This small road only allows one car to pass, it is an ordinary loess road.

Because of many years of being abandoned, the ground is covered with weeds, and the shrubs on both sides of the road even extend to the center of the road.

The more you go in, the denser the bushes, and you almost lose sight of the road.

But Yang Xuming relied on his childhood memories to find his way in the bushes and continued to move forward.

Soon, the two reached the end of the road.

I saw the villa standing quietly among the trees...

Wait... the villa?

Yang Xuming was dumbfounded.

Seeing the single-family house with walls and small gardens in front of him, his eyes almost fell out.

Is this a villa? Why is it different from what he remembered?

Ying Sixue on the side looked at him in surprise, and said, "Your family used to live in a villa? Great Master Yang, it's hidden."

Yang Xuming frowned very tightly.

He stared at the villa in front of him, trying to match this villa with the old house in his memory.

But Yang Xuming thought for a long time, but suddenly found out in shock that there was no specific memory of this old house in his memory.

The old house in his memory seems to be just an abstract concept, knowing that he lives in an old house in the mountains.

But as for what the old house looked like and what characteristics it had, when Yang Xuming specifically recalled it, he found that there was no relevant memory at all.

This kind of weird memory blank, if it were not for him to stand at the door of this villa, he would not have realized it.

"My memory...it seems to have been moved by someone," Yang Xuming whispered, "I never remember that the old house I lived in when I was a child was a villa. Now thinking about it carefully, I even don’t even know what that old house looks like. forgotten."

"But the weird thing is that for a long time, I haven't realized the weirdness of this incident, but accepted the fact that I have no memories of the old house."

Ying Sixue took a step back quickly and looked nervously at the villa in front of him.

"Are you saying that there is a problem with this villa?" Ying Sixue said, "Or is there something wrong with your dad? If your memory was really touched, then your dad's suspicion is definitely the biggest."

Yang Xuming stood on the side of the road, looking at the small villa in front of him, feeling a little uneasy.

"Compared to my passive memory, I am more worried about whether there is anything in this villa..."

Yang Xuming said, "My mother's memory must have been passive too. Since our mother and son moved out of this place, they have never come back, and even have no thought of coming back."

"If my dad really did it, then he definitely doesn't want us to come back."

"Then why doesn't he want us to come back? Is there something dangerous in this villa that he doesn't want us to touch?"

"Of course, even if there are dangerous things, there is no way."

Yang Xuming smiled helplessly and said, "It's all here. It's impossible to go outside and go back? I can't give up the Yang family's corpse removal technique."

With that, Yang Xuming walked towards the courtyard gate of the villa.

Ying Sixue behind him shrugged and quickly followed.

"I don't think so much," Ying Sixue said, looking at the villa in front of him, "I'm just wondering if your hometown is so rich, why do you and your mother live so civilians after your father's death? "

"It's impossible for your dad to spend all the money..."