She also thought that maybe there was something wrong with the comb. But she still couldn't help but use the comb to comb her hair. Because the woman inside was very beautiful and had a special attraction to her.

She didn't dare to tell anyone about the woman she saw in the mirror. So when she lost a lot of her hair and went to the hospital for a check-up, she used the hormone problem the doctor said to argue with her mother-in-law. She didn't want to.

It just makes people suspicious of her.

Today, she clearly told herself in her heart not to touch the comb. But she didn't know what happened but she still picked up the comb. She saw the woman in the mirror and pulled off her hair. It had ended like this before.

But tonight she saw a mass of black energy in the mirror. The black energy pulled the woman in the mirror's hand and asked her to prick herself with a comb.

The effect in the mirror was like this. But in reality, the woman actually pricked her head with a comb. After this period of torture, her head seemed to have no skull. When the comb was pricked like this, it turned out that

Bleeding.

The woman was now wearing a hat, and I couldn't see her hair, but when she said that, I felt that something was wrong with the comb. I asked, "Can I see that comb?"

The woman raised her head and looked at me, hesitated, pointed to the dressing table over there with her chin, and said, "It fell under the dressing table.

The woman's hands were still tied now, so I was the only one to pick it up myself. I squatted down, lay on the ground, and looked under the dressing table. Fortunately, it was from this community. I came out in a hurry, and I was wearing the same clothes.

When I wear home clothes at home, I don’t wear miniskirts like I usually do when I go out. Otherwise, I would be 100% exposed just by doing this.

When I saw the comb, I stretched out my hand to take it out, and immediately thought that this might be an evil object. If I touched it like this, would it be my turn to comb and pull my hair next time?

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I stood up and said to my brother and the woman's husband who was still wearing wet clothes and didn't know how to change, standing at the door: "Get me a newspaper."

Not to mention the evil things that have seen the light of day, even the evil things that were dug out from the ancient tombs and have never seen the light of day were also wrapped in newspapers.

The man quickly handed me a newspaper. I looked at him and said, "Let's change clothes first. It's not fun to have a cold and a fever."

Only then did the man realize that he was still wearing wet clothes, so he quickly went to the room to get clothes to change.

I padded my hands with newspapers and took out the comb. My eyes suddenly opened up. No wonder the woman wanted this comb on her wedding day. This comb is really a treasure. Although I don’t understand it, I feel that

The comb is definitely an antique.

It's a jade comb. Judging from the luster and so on, it's very good.%&*";Because I can't touch it directly with my hands, I don't know other information. It's just that the sixth wife who combed the newlyweds' hair has such a comb.

He would give the comb to her, which is a difficult thing to understand.

Maybe the sixth wife knew that there was something wrong with the comb, so she took this opportunity to give it away.

I took out the compass, and my brother asked at the door: "Do you want to call Lingzi?"

"Let me take a look first." I said. After all, my cousin is currently recovering from illness. I put the compass close to the comb, and the pointer on the compass began to shake uneasily.

The scientific explanation is that the comb has an abnormal magnetic field. Metaphysically, it means that there is something dirty attached to the comb.

According to what the woman said, the person on the comb should be a woman. She should be the previous owner of the comb.

Now I hesitated. If I were asked to directly seal the comb and face Grandpa's book, I could do it. But there is a soul inside after all. Maybe I can be kind and let her go to salvation. But I have to

I don’t know how to release it and transcend it.

After thinking about it, I wrapped the comb in newspaper and tied it with red thread. Then I said: "Call Lingzi and see if he wants to help, or I will just seal it up."

Already."

When the call was connected, my cousin was playing games in the background. People like that said they go home to be more grounded. I think they just go home and play games all day long.

I told him about this, and the woman kept looking at me, waiting for my reply.

The cousin said: "Do a good thing, let her out, and then lead her the way. She must have been so resentful that she died in vain. That's why she was locked in that comb. Sister, after you have finished your work, remember to ask for that

Take the comb. I'll keep it for future use when raising little ghosts."

I was speechless. I asked, "How can I let her out? I'm still tied up with a red thread from the newspaper."

"Just use the red thread and copper coins to attract the soul. Give her a way."

"I can't."

"That's easy. Just sit in front of the mirror and comb your hair with that comb. Won't she come out?"

"Uh... let me try."

After I agreed, I told them. My brother was still quite nervous and asked me if I needed any protection. I waved my hand and said no. But the woman was eager for me to try it. She kept telling me to hurry up, hurry up.

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I took off my hair, sat in front of the mirror, and looked at myself in the mirror. Well, I haven't slept well in the past two days, and I have serious dark circles and bags under my eyes.

I took a long breath before I had the courage to open the red-lined newspapers. Inside lay the emerald green comb.

I slowly stretched out my hand. How much courage does it take to use the comb even though you know it is evil? If you didn't know, it would probably be better. I knew it. I had been wet for a long time.

It took me a lot of courage to touch that comb.

The comb was refreshing and felt like jade. When I picked up the comb and started to comb my hair, my heart was beating nervously, as if it was jumping in my throat.

Isn't gritting my teeth just like combing my hair? Isn't it possible that the comb could eat me in one bite?

I closed my eyes and combed the comb from the top of my head. Once, twice and three times. I imagined in my heart that when I opened my eyes, I would be able to see the woman in the mirror.

A feeling of fear occupied my heart. I sat in front of the mirror, but I didn't dare to open my eyes. It's a scary thing to think about it.

"Gold?" My brother's voice sounded beside me. I must open my eyes now. I have been sitting like this for almost a minute. If I don't open my eyes, my brother will be anxious.

When I opened my eyes, I was ready to face the beautiful girl. Unfortunately, I still saw my ugly face with dark circles in the mirror.

My brother asked anxiously beside me: "How's it going?"

I reluctantly took the comb and combed it a few more times, then combed it and combed it, and even tied up my hair. Then I dropped the jade comb and said, "I didn't even see a damn thing!"

The woman listened anxiously and cried: "Really! Really! I didn't lie! She is in the mirror, I can see it when I comb my hair."

But what she didn't expect was that just because she could see it didn't mean that I could see it. She stood up from the dressing table and called my cousin to tell me that I couldn't do this job. It made me worry in vain.

How many minutes?

I called and said that I couldn't complete it and was going to implement plan B, so I just closed the matter. But my cousin said: "Sister, sister, save someone's life..."

"That's a ghost!"

"Then let the ghost find a way out..."

"She's long dead!"

"Oh, please find Uncle Li and ask him to come over and help. How about you wrap the newspaper with red thread and take it back to our house first. I'll go there tomorrow."

"I'm not stupid enough to take it back to my own home! Okay, I'll find Uncle Li, you can rest. Don't play games all day."

Call Uncle Li to see if he is free. After all, where he lives, it takes more than forty minutes to drive there.

Uncle Li was still drinking at the bar. He was probably invited to dinner because of the tour business. Uncle Li muttered and couldn't explain clearly. In the end, Uncle Li's young apprentice answered the phone and said that Uncle Li was drunk.

After telling his little apprentice what happened, he agreed to come over and help. Because they happened to be in the city, otherwise they wouldn't have come over. This kind of thing is not urgent, so we can leave it overnight.

After hanging up the phone, I felt depressed. People thought it was OK to leave it alone overnight, but this family didn't think so. If they asked me to take the comb home before that time, I would have cried to death.

Looking at the woman, I realized something was wrong and quickly said: "Hey, let's untie her first!"

Sweat! That woman is still tied up. This looks so... so perverted. It feels like we are the bad guys. Since this comb can't hurt me, then I am the one guarding it.

It was too late, so I asked my brother to go back and sleep with the baby first, and I could be here alone. My brother felt a lot more relieved this time and went home by himself, because he already knew that the comb couldn't hurt me.

, there is nothing to worry about.

It was already past ten o'clock, and the family had prepared a midnight snack for me. But I had no desire to eat at all, so I just played with the comb, waiting for Uncle Li's little apprentice to show up.

Because he was originally in the urban area and he had also been to our community, so he showed up very quickly this time.

He arrived in just over twenty minutes. And he also smelled of alcohol, but he just didn't feel drunk at all.

Uncle Li's little apprentice still has the same attitude. He thinks he is better than my cousin and I, so he is inevitably ridiculed and attacked.

As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Sister Jin Zi..."

"Call me Jin Zi, and I won't be able to beat you for a few days."

"Uh, Jin Zi, you can't handle such a trivial matter."

"I can, just ban my club. This is giving you a chance to accumulate virtue."
Chapter completed!