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Chapter 9 The Schizophrenic Woman

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    I didn't expect that a woman's face would suddenly appear from the door, especially this woman's face was covered with a thick layer of rouge, which really shocked me at night.

    For a moment I didn't know how to respond, so I stood there dumbfounded and didn't speak. The woman glanced at me up and down, rolled her eyes and said, "Who are you looking for?"

    This woman is definitely not Granny Yan, could it be her daughter?

    But didn't that kid just say that Granny Yan's daughter died so scary?

    Thinking of this, my back felt a little chilly, and I bravely said tremblingly, "I, I'm here to find Granny Yan!"

    As I said that, I still glanced behind her, but it was dark behind her, and I couldn't see anything.

    When the woman heard this, she rolled her eyes again, and rolled her inverted triangular eyes, and said with a bit of disapproval, "Come in."

    I hesitated and stood still at the door. The woman turned around and saw that I didn't follow, her face was a little ugly, and she asked, "Why are you standing at the door stupidly?"

    At this moment, Feng Qingming's voice suddenly said to me, go in.

    ? At that time, I thought to myself, Grandma told me to come and find Granny Yan, she couldn't possibly harm me, thinking of this, my heart broke, and I went in directly.

    The woman walking in front held an antique bronze mirror, and kept dressing herself as she walked towards the house.

    I went into the yard and looked around, and saw that a pile of firewood had been piled up in the past few years, and I didn't even collect the clothes hanging on the wooden rack in the yard when it rained.

    This old house is a bit dilapidated, and when I entered the main room, I realized that there was a small paper doll hanging in the front. The little paper doll was also painted. It looked like a little boy, and the little face was a little familiar.

    However, when the wind blows, it is swaying, especially the weird smile on this little face, which is a bit creepy.

    Just as I retracted my gaze and raised my foot to step into the threshold of the main room, the woman in front suddenly turned her head. At that moment, I almost cried out in fright.

    It's just that she was fine, so she looked at me strangely, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, she blinked and said, "Do you think I'm beautiful?"

    I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out. She turned her head and asked me such a boring question. After asking, the woman looked at me expectantly.

    I took a serious look at this woman's appearance. To be honest, from my first glance, it's not really that kind of stunning beauty, but it's still quite attractive, but her makeup is too thick and gaudy, white and greasy  It's kind of scary.

    Of course, I know in my heart whether I should tell the truth or lie when I go out.

    I immediately laughed and praised her as beautiful, even more beautiful than female stars.

    Just such an unnutritive compliment and vulgar words, unexpectedly this woman is very useful, giggled and laughed happily, his eyes were a little bright.

    I really don't know what to be happy about such perfunctory praise.

    This woman has a nervous breakdown!  ?

    When she is happy, her mood improves a lot, and she becomes more enthusiastic. However, I really found that this woman is not normal. The mirror she holds in her hand is always in her hand, and she looks in the mirror all the time.

    After I entered the room, she told me not to be polite, just sit casually, and without looking at me after speaking, she looked in the mirror and entered the next room with her orchid finger in her hand.

    After a while, she came out with a plum blossom branch stuck in her head and looked in the mirror with a smile on her face. When she came to me, she put down the mirror and said to me with bright eyes, "Do you think I'm beautiful?"

    Now I feel that this woman is hypocritical enough, I have no idea whether she is pretty or not!  ?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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