All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

"How? Did you find anything?"

Ying Sixue asked outside the bedroom door.

Yang Xuming, who was standing by the bed, suddenly recovered and realized that he was in a daze.

He shook his head and said, "Nothing found."

Out of convention, Yang Xuming bent down and looked at the bottom of the bed.

But there is nothing under the bed.

So he walked aside and opened the closet.

There are many girls' clothes hanging in the closet.

But the clothes of these girls without exception have a feature, that is, children's clothing.

The clothes in this cabinet are actually for the little girl?

Judging by the size of the clothes, the girl living in this room is probably between eleven and twelve years old.

At this age... is it really the ghost of the other side flower?

Yang Xuming rummaged in the closet, but couldn't find anything other than clothes.

So he turned and looked at the dressing table by the window.

The dressing table is placed by the bed, but there are no cosmetics and skin care products on it. Obviously, the girl has not yet reached the age of learning makeup.

Where the bottles and cans were supposed to be placed, now there is a row of books.

There are not many books, and they are all literary masterpieces that junior high school students must read.

And it's still a condensed version of the content, with many texts and plots deleted, only the main line is kept, so that the length is not long.

He walked to the dressing table and opened the dressing table drawer.

In the drawer, there are also some books.

The top one is summer homework. I have found out these summer homework books. Below is the textbook for the first year of junior high school.

Are you really a junior high school student...

Yang Xuming hesitated for a few seconds before turning over the title page of his summer homework.

Saw the signature above.

——Xu Xuan.

Although it is only a junior high school student, this handwriting can already be called graceful, and it is very comfortable to see.

Yang Xuming rubbed his eyebrows and took a breath inexplicably.

"Xu Xuan...hiss..."

His head was painful for a moment.

But in the next second, this unspeakable terrifying pain disappeared directly, as if it had never happened before.

Only in Yang Xuming's memory, there was a brief reflection of pain.

"Xu Xuan...is her name Xu Xuan..."

Yang Xuming looked at the name on the title page in a daze, and whispered, "Why are you in my house?"

No one answered him on this question.

Yang Xuming rummaged through the dressing table, but only found some textbooks and a few unfinished summer homework.

Apart from knowing that this girl's name is Xu Xuan, there is no gain.

"Go to the third floor," Yang Xuming said, "there is no clue in this room."

Ying Sixue at the door shrugged, "It's so easy to search it all, I thought I was going to hit a ghost."

Yang Xuming smiled bitterly, "Li Gui, something like this is just to make you unexpected."

The two of them left the second floor and climbed to the third floor.

On the third floor is a study room, and outside the study room is a small balcony on the roof.

There is a cherry tree planted on the balcony, and there are many flowers and plants.

They began to search the study.

However, except for the bookshelves, bookcases and desks in the study, everything else was gone.

The bookshelves that were supposed to be full of books are now empty.

There is not even dust.

Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming looked at each other and said, "Actually...this kind of villa should theoretically have a basement."

"Although we haven't seen it just now, we can look for it."

The two of them went to the third floor and found nothing, so they went back to the first floor and started looking for the so-called entrance to the basement.

However, they searched the entire first floor, but still did not find the basement.

"Should we try to dig the ground?" Ying Sixue put forward an idea and was eager to try it.

Yang Xuming shook his head, "If there is a basement, there must be an entrance."

"Besides, we are busy going to Jiujiang, how can we have time to dig the ground on the spot? Even if there is a basement, when you dig through the ground, you don't know the year of the monkey."

"Let's go to the courtyard to see if the basement entrance is outside."

Yang Xuming said, walking straight to the backyard.

He opened the sliding door of the living room and walked into the courtyard.

The cool breeze is blowing head-on.

He suddenly heard the little girl's laughter.

"Brother Arming, I caught you!"

Yang Xuming was startled slightly, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

In the midday sun, he saw a little girl in a white dress running happily.

In front of her, was a teenager with a slightly taller head than her.

The two were frolicking, running one after another behind the corner of the villa and disappeared.

Yang Xuming was left standing there with a dull expression.

"Is that... when I was a kid?"

Yang Xuming rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had made a mistake.

Ying Sixue looked at him curiously and asked, "Did you see the memory of your childhood?"

Yang Xuming was silent for a few seconds and said, "Let's take a look."

He walked towards the place where the two children disappeared and walked to the other side of the villa.

What appeared in front of them was the exterior wall of the villa.

But there is a closed door on this outer wall.

It's just that the color of the door is the same as that of the outer wall.

Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming looked at each other.

"This... should be the entrance to the basement, right?" Ying Sixue asked in a low voice.

Yang Xuming reached out and grabbed the door handle, but found that the door was locked tightly.

So he looked at Ying Sixue who was aside, "It's time for you to perform, Missy."

Upon hearing this request, Ying Sixue immediately became energetic.

"Hey... Then don't blame me for smashing your basement door... [False World]!"

The moment the pale ghost rushed out, he punched the door open.

A dark staircase leading to the ground was revealed.

A strange smell floated down the basement.

Ying Sixue took a step back subconsciously, "This taste...a bit bad."

Yang Xuming also realized the source of this smell.

It seems to be... the corpse stinks? But there are some differences.

In other words, it is like a faint smell of corpse mixed with many other smells.

Although those smells were strong, they were strangely unable to cover the faint smell of corpses.

The mixture of multiple scents makes the smell floating in the basement seem very strange.

Standing in front of the gate, Yang Xuming took a deep breath and said.

"It seems we have finally found the right place."

With that said, he walked directly into the door and walked down this diagonally downward staircase.

Ying Sixue followed behind him and sighed.

"I can only hope that your dad will not leave us a big surprise."

The two entered the underground stairs in tandem, walked down for a few seconds, turned another turn, and finally walked into the basement.

"It's so dark..."

Ying Sixue said, "Master Yang, let your ghost fire shine out."

Yang Xuming complies with kindness.

A pale ghost fire emerged from his body.

In an instant, Yang Xuming, who became a burning man, radiated a pale light, reflecting the scene of the entire basement.

One after another weird black shadows stood beside them, like silent guards standing in the dark, surrounding them both...