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Chapter 34 Dare to Steal My Concubine's Things

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    It is said that some dead things have obsessions. This old lady has been dead for many years and became a mountain spirit by relying on the hairpin on her head. Maybe she is really a concubine of that dynasty.

    It's just that the memory still stays in the living time!  ?

    Seeing that I was silent, the old lady said, "What's your name?"

    This can make me a little embarrassed.

    If I had said my real name, I would have given away my secrets. Afraid of being chased away by her, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head, and I said, "Hui Niangniang, my name is Mingyue!"

    The old lady said in a lukewarm voice, "Concubine Hui is still in the Scarlet Rouge recently?"

    "Go back to your empress, Concubine Hui has been thrown into limbo by the emperor."

    "It deserves it!" The old lady laughed coldly twice, "Just because she still wants to compete with me in front of the emperor, she is beyond her power."

    There are so many dramas, with your current inhuman appearance, who are you competing for favor with?

    The old lady sat on a broken stool and said impatiently, "Come here, comb my hair."

    The old lady sat upright with her hands on her knees, and the ring finger and little finger of her right hand wore a concubine's armor, which was terrifyingly long.

    There was a chopping board on the wall in front of her, and on it was a pair of blackened horn combs. I mustered up the courage to go over and pick it up, and went around behind her to grab her hair.

    The old lady's hair was as messy as a hen's coop, with each strand twisted into a mess, so long and hard that even a horn comb couldn't scratch it.

    My eyes locked onto the hairpin. This hairpin is as long as a chopstick, covered with silver patterns, one end is sharp as a thorn, and the other end is shaped like a skull.

    The skeleton was the size of a palm, and its eye sockets were inlaid with turquoise.

    Except for the odd shape, the hairpin is nothing special.

    "What are you doing sneaking around? Are you sent by that bastard Concubine Hui to murder my concubine?" The old lady turned her head and glanced at me with her pale eyes.

    I endured the stinky smell from her hair and pretended to take care of it with my hands. While she was not paying attention, I gently removed the hairpin with my hands.

    The old lady tilted her neck, but she didn't notice my small movements. I took a deep breath, kept my hands from shaking too much, and put the hairpin into my pocket.

    After tidying with a horn comb for a long time, the old lady seemed very satisfied. She couldn't see it, but she took out a bronze mirror from her arms and sat there blindly.

    Taking advantage of her looking in the mirror, I retreated quietly. As soon as I retreated to the front of the corridor, the old lady suddenly screamed:

    "How dare you steal my concubine's things, you poor servant girl!?"

    My mind was blank at the time, and I was just about to flee for my life, when the old lady sprinted over from the straw mat like a big bird, at a weirdly fast speed!

    I immediately realized that this mountain spirit was much faster than me, and it was almost impossible to run past her.

    There was a table next to me, and I saw the old lady screaming and rushing towards me. I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately got under the table.

    The old lady jumped at nothing, froze for a moment, and grabbed it horizontally!

    Her nails were as long and sharp as razor blades, and she grabbed onto the stone wall, leaving five scratches.

    This power is too terrifying, if she catches my forehead, my head will fly off!

    At that time, I gritted my teeth tightly and hid under the table, not daring to move. The old lady went completely crazy, scratching and scratching the air with both hands, and started talking nonsense:

    "Witch, little maidservant, come out! You're just a lowly brat, how dare you plot against my concubine?"

    Suddenly, the cave was filled with a gloomy wind, and the strange force of the old lady's arms was deafening.  The candle was swept down by the wind and ignited the straw on the ground, and the flames suddenly flew.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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