All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In the night breeze, the blood-stained driver lay on the floor, motionless like a dead fish.

His face fell on the pink notebook, and all the blood seemed to be soaked in the pink notebook.

Yang Xuming stood by and waited for a while, and found that the pink diary had been soaked in blood for a long time without any response.

He was a little confused.

no response? Could it be that I found the wrong person?

Yang Xuming thought for a while and dragged the driver to his tool bag.

Sure enough, Yang Xuming found a bundle of rope in this tool bag.

Without the slightest pity, Yang Xuming **** this limp driver.

After confirming that the other party did not have the ability to resist and escape, Yang Xuming took out the "Living and Death" from his handbag.

With the light of the car lights, Yang Xuming discovered that the text on "The Record of Life and Death" had changed.

[Resurrection: The Weeping Ghost]

[The soul returns after seven days of death]

[Congratulations, you successfully found the murderer and awakened the tragic girl in advance with the blood of the enemy]

[The obsession that became maddened by death will entangle you forever and night]

[This is the **** you can't get rid of, and it's your most desperate future]

[Before the girl completely awakens, please ensure the survival of the murderer]

[When she fully wakes up, she will bring despair and death to the world]

[Warning: Please be careful of her obsession]

[The living and the dead are always two worlds that cannot be intersected]

[Excess trust may cause you to die prematurely]

The words on the "Record of Life and Death" silently announced one thing.

That is the task is completed.

Yang Xuming didn't find the wrong person. This one-eyed driver was indeed the murderer who killed Wu Zi.

As for the remaining information, it seems that Xiaozi might come to kill him after she becomes a ghost?

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Yang Xuming rolled his eyes and was too lazy to bother.

I have a lot of debts, and if there are too many lice, I am not afraid of itching. Come and kill me? Go ahead and fix the plums in my house.

At this point, the level of intimidation in "The Record of Life and Death" can no longer make Yang Xuming feel scared.

He walked to the side of the road and picked up the pink diary on the ground.

It was this notebook that made Yang Xuming hide from the driver's eyes.

And now the notebook has become clean, and all the blood on it seems to have been absorbed.

Yang Xuming didn't continue to study the notebook, he opened the back seat of the car door, took out the lady's bag that originally belonged to plum, and stuffed the notebook into it.

Then, he took out his cell phone and dialed 110.

"Hello? Demon Demon Spirit? I caught a murderer... well, yes, it was the one who ran around after the Phoenix Mountain murder a few days ago. Come on, I'll be waiting for you by the roadside."

After telling the police where he was, Yang Xuming hung up the phone.

Then, he found that the **** driver was staring at him.

It seems that this guy has been relieved from the fat beating just now?

Yang Xuming glared at him and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen women's clothing perverted?"

In order to catch this grandson, Yang Xuming can be said to have paid a great price.

When I was with Li Zi, Li Zi wanted to fool Yang Xuming into wearing women's clothes because of his evil taste, and even offered a price that Yang Xuming could not refuse.

But Yang Xuming strictly refused.

As a result, today he was wearing women's clothing and pretending to be a woman in order to catch this grandson?

Yang Xuming got more and more angry.

He stared at the driver in front of him with murderous expression in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for "Living and Death Records" that he wanted to save his grandson's life, Yang Xuming would have wanted to rush over to beat him up again.

"Look at it in particular, I also dig out the remaining eyeball of you, believe it or not?" Yang Xuming scolded angrily.

The driver lay there feebly, staring at Yang Xuming blankly, as if he already knew his next destiny.

It seems that there is a feeling of despair.

"You...who are you?" The driver asked vulgarly what everyone would ask.

Yang Xuming tilted his head for a moment and sat down directly in front of the driver.

He buttoned the thigh under the skirt and said, "Since you have sincerely asked for advice, I will tell you compassionately."

"My name is Jiliang Jiying, I am 33 years old. I live in the villa area in the northeast of Liupanshui and I am unmarried."

"I work at a Wal-Mart chain supermarket and have to work overtime every day until 8 o'clock in the evening before I go home."

"I don't smoke, but only taste the wine. I go to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening, and I have to sleep for 8 hours a day."

"And before going to bed, I must drink a glass of warm milk. Then I do soft exercises for 20 minutes."

"When I went to bed, I fell asleep right away and slept until dawn. Never leave fatigue and stress until the next day. The doctor said I was normal."

On the remote and dark road, the driver stared at him in horror, "You...what are you talking about?"

Yang Xuming tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "I just want to say that I have no extravagant expectations, I just hope to live in peace."

"Well, this includes never saving grievances until the next day."

Yang Xuming smiled, stood up and squeezed his fists.

His tall figure looks like an iron tower in the dark.

The driver looked horrified, "You...what do you want to do?"

Yang Xuming raised his fist and smiled happily, "Of course there are grievances!"

"This punch! It was for Xiaozi!"

"This punch! It was for women's clothing!"

"This punch! Fight for the policemen who have been caused by you **** to work overtime every day!"

"This punch! Hit it for myself! I feel sick when I see you!"

"This punch! Don't ask Lao Tzu who did it for you, I just want to beat you up as a pervert!"

"Pooh!"

When the police came to this remote and dark path, they saw a dying driver lying on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face.

A burly man leaning on the side of the car, wearing a women's Hanfu of improper size and a mask on his face, gave people a feeling of pervertedness.

After getting out of the car, several policemen were stunned.

"You...who of you called the police?"

Yang Xuming raised his hand, "Report the police officer, it's the police I called."

Several police officers all looked at the dying man on the ground, "Is this the murderer you were talking about?"

"Yes, you can investigate him. He had already recruited me just now. He not only killed the girl named Wu Zi before, but also brutally killed his wife, and also hid the body of her daughter-in-law in the refrigerator. If you go to his house, you may find something."

After Yang Xuming said these words, the dying man on the ground was startled suddenly, and then looked at Yang Xuming with horror.

"How do you know?" The driver's expression was full of horror, as if he saw an evil spirit.

Yang Xuming glared at him and said, "Isn't you what you said just now? Amnesia now?"