All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Chapter 3: Kill the chicken

Looking blankly at this large paragraph that appeared on the blank page of “The Record of Life and Death”, Yang Xuming felt a bit cold in his back inexplicably.

The text content on “Living and Death” looks very simple, but it gives people a strange sense of horror.

Especially when Yang Xuming already knew clearly that a ghost entangled him, he wanted him to do this kind of thing in a completely locked room at 12 o’clock in the morning?

Ask the ghost?

Yang Xuming touched the bruise on his neck, feeling as if he was dying.

But think about it carefully, now he has no choice.

There is no other way but to follow the methods recorded in the “Records of Life and Death”.

Although he felt that this broken book might not be useful.

After all, the book itself says-if you fail, you will die even worse.

What’s so special… even this broken book can’t guarantee that he will succeed in living?

And the last sentence of warning, took out the precautions that had been mentioned before, and mentioned it again.

I just pressed his head and told him loudly that if he turned his head halfway or the apple peeled off, something more terrifying would happen.

In this regard, Yang Xuming urgently wanted to ask this broken book what would happen if the apple skin was broken.

But after a closer look, the third page just happened to be filled up with the long answer, and there was no extra blank space for him to write.

It’s almost like a good one.

Although there are other pages in this book that are blank, the uncle only asked him to write on the third page, and Yang Xuming did not dare to touch the other pages for the time being.

The ghost knows what happens when you write on other pages…

After hesitating for two minutes, Yang Xuming took a deep breath and stood up.

As said before, he has nowhere to go.

He had no other choice but to follow the method described in “The Record of Life and Death”.

At the very least, “The Record of Life and Death” was left to him by his uncle.

Based on the friendship between Uncle Sheng and Dad, if he wants to cheat him, he won’t leave a jade pendant for him, right?

Yang Xuming put away the “Record of Life and Death,” put the broken book the size of a smartphone, and put it close to him before leaving the park.

Next, he has to prepare in advance for tonight’s death action.

Fortunately, the things requested in “The Book of Life and Death” are not rare objects such as millennium ginseng and snow lotus in the sky, but daily necessities that can be found everywhere in life and are easy to obtain.

Yang Xuming went to the vegetable market first and bought a majestic and angry rooster.

Chicken blood will coagulate quickly in the outside world, and the record of life and death requires fresh, uncoagulated blood.

So Yang Xuming could only buy a chicken and slaughter it until it was almost twelve o’clock.

I bought a candle at the vegetable market.

A big red happy candle, thick and big, with golden bronzing happy characters on it, looks very festive.

The other pure white funeral candle is a bit difficult to deal with.

Ordinary white candles are very common on the market, but it is difficult to find a larger white candle.

But Yang Xuming doesn’t want small candles.

-If the candle goes out halfway, who would he cry?

Although you can buy large funeral candles for burial purposes, it seems that this kind of funeral-related things can only be bought in specific stores.

Yang Xuming took a taxi and ran to the edge of the city, only to buy a thick enough pure white funeral candle in a paper-cut shop.

Before leaving, he thought for a while and spent money to buy a few stacks of Ming coins.

Doesn’t it mean that having money can make the ghosts go ahead?

In case of any accident, maybe you can escape by stuffing money?

As for wearing red clothes, Yang Xuming himself has a big red round neck T-shirt, which can be cut with scissors.

When he got home, Yang Xuming pulled a few green leaves in the flowerbed on the roadside, and carried a big rooster upstairs.

Yang Xuming’s rental house is an old-fashioned staircase building with six floors. He lives on the fifth floor.

Pushing open the iron door and stepping into the two rooms and one hall alone, Yang Xuming let out a long sigh.

Everything is ready now, only Dongfeng owes it.

On the way here, he bought a bag of apples, all of them big and red, which cost him a lot of money.

But for Yang Xuming, if he can’t make it tonight, no amount of money is left.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Yang Xuming eagerly started to prepare.

Although it is still a bit early before midnight, we can prepare in advance now.

After cooking a bowl of rice noodles casually, Yang Xuming sat on the sofa in the living room and began to peel the apples.

“The Record of Life and Death” stated that once you start peeling an apple, you can’t stop it, and you can’t cut the apple peel.

Such a solemn warning is definitely not a joke.

Yang Xuming wanted to peel a few apples first, and see how he could finish peeling an apple without breaking the peel.

And when Yang Xuming was cautiously peeling apples and pouring his whole body, the big **** with his foot tied squatted motionless in the corner.

After this big **** was bought by Yang Xuming, it has been struggling and energetic.

However, after being brought into this room by Yang Xuming, this energetic big **** seemed to be pinched by the throat, and did not dare to move.

It shrank in the corner all the way, and the originally bright feathers seemed to have become much dim.

Until eleven o’clock, after Yang Xuming put down the peeled apple in his hand, he took a deep breath.

He knew that the time was almost up.

Put on a red T-shirt cut with scissors and fasten it.

Then with scotch tape, a few green leaves pulled from downstairs were wrapped around his head, and Yang Xuming began to write a suicide note.

Just after thinking about it, there seems to be nothing to tell my mother.

At this juncture of life and death, the closer to twelve o’clock, the more nervous Yang Xuming.

Now his heart has even begun to pound, and he has no intention of writing a suicide note.

So Yang Xuming finally left a blank sheet of paper with his bank card password and Alipay password written on it.

After finishing all this, Yang Xuming stood up and cleaned the bathroom in advance.

Toothbrush, toothpaste, cup, shower gel and shampoo basin… Everything in the bathroom was moved outside by Yang Xuming.

Although the Record of Life and Death did not account for this kind of thing, out of some consideration, Yang Xuming moved out all the extra debris.

—Wait later, if something really happens, who knows if these odds and ends will become a murder weapon.

When he got it all done, there were only twenty minutes left.

He also evacuated all the restrooms, leaving only the empty washstand and the mirror on the wall unable to move away.

Even the unkempt head of the water heater was removed by Yang Xuming and thrown out.

In the dim light, Yang Xuming inhaled nervously, stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and placed the red happy candle on the left hand side and the white funeral candle on the right hand side according to the requirements in the “Record of Life and Death”.

He locked the bathroom window, and placed the largest and reddest apple and a paring knife on the sink.

After waiting for a while, Yang Xuming ran to the living room to kill the chickens until there were only ten minutes left.

Generally speaking, killing chickens is more troublesome, because chickens will struggle.

But the big **** stayed motionless in the corner when it entered the house, as if it was wilted. Even when Yang Xuming walked over and lifted it upside down, the big **** didn’t struggle.

The moment he picked up the big cock, I don’t know if it was an illusion, Yang Xuming felt that the big **** in his hand seemed to be shaking slightly…

Do chickens tremble too?

Yang Xuming didn’t dare to think about it, and quickly wiped the big rooster’s neck with a knife, then lifted it upside down and poured all the fresh blood from the rooster’s body into the bowl prepared below.

Throughout the whole process, the rooster didn’t struggle even once.

Even when a sharp kitchen knife wiped its neck, the chicken didn’t struggle.

The scarlet chicken blood continuously flowed out along the wound of the rooster’s neck, and all flowed into the bowl below under the attraction of gravity.

Finally, when the bowl was almost half filled, no more blood came out of the chicken’s veins.

Yang Xuming hurriedly threw away the body of the rooster in his hand, and cautiously picked up the bowl full of chicken blood on the ground.

When his fingers touched the edge of the bowl, he could even feel the warmth of the chicken blood in the bowl.

Under the dim light of the living room, the chicken blood in his bowl was extremely red, without any extra impurities.

The scarlet and dazzling color is extremely eye-catching, just like… the wedding dress on the female ghost in the nightmare?

A picture suddenly flashed before Yang Xuming’s eyes—a female ghost with white eyes and bleeding from her seven orifices, dressed in a scarlet wedding gown, rushed towards him with bitterness.

Quickly shook his head and threw this terrifying association out of his mind. Yang Xuming hurriedly carried the chicken blood in the bowl to the bathroom and placed it on the sink.

At this time, it was three minutes before midnight.

Yang Xuming left the bathroom again, turned off the lights in the living room, and then returned to the bathroom and locked the bathroom door.

Then he watched the movement of the hands on the watch, panting nervously.

He silently pressed his hand on the light switch of the bathroom.

Tick—Tick—Tick—

In the quiet restroom, it was so quiet that even the slight sound of the hands in the watch could be heard.

When the hands of time stopped at exactly twelve o’clock.

Snapped-

With a soft sound, Yang Xuming pressed the light switch.

In an instant, the whole world was completely dark.