The room was dark, and the curling smoke swayed, like two spring noodles, originally straight up, after entering the water, the body softened and became graceful and graceful.
The cigarette floated over, circled around Chu Yu, and gradually disappeared. Chu Yu always thought that atheism had penetrated into the bone marrow, but at this point, his heart fluctuated, and he became serious and in awe.
The room was quiet for a long time, and Mrs. Zhou's voice suddenly sounded: "Hold the left end of the crossbar with your index finger and ask for help according to the law."
Chu Yu walked to the left end of the wooden frame, and placed her index finger lightly on the crossbar. Mrs. Zhou walked to the other side and put her finger on the right side. The two of them exerted force at the same time, and the force was balanced. The crossbar was in a state of balance and remained motionless.
Mrs. Zhou closed her eyes and kept her original movements unchanged. Chu Yu didn't move, her whole body was tense, and she felt the fingertips holding the wooden frame trembling.
She swallowed, feeling that the weight of the words was too heavy, and it was difficult to open her mouth: "Yihan, you drowned, right?"
The words swayed in the dim room, like the smoke marks, gradually disappearing into the darkness.
Slowly, the crossbar moved, the hanging cone moved on the wooden plate, the hanging cone was cut open on the wooden plate, and traces of fonts gradually appeared on the ash.
Chu Yu held his breath, and saw that the thick layer of dust was divided, gradually forming the outline of a "V".
This was an affirmative answer, and Chu Yu felt agitated. She just put her hand on the crossbar and did not deliberately force it to move. She felt that the crossbar was looking for her own direction and borrowed her strength.
Chu Yu looked at the opposite Mrs. Zhou, and saw that her eyes were closed and her expression was peaceful. After the suspension cone stopped moving, she did not open her eyes, as if she had entered a sleepwalking state.
Chu Yu couldn't help clenching his fist with his left hand. According to the original plan, he continued to ask: "That day, you didn't go swimming, did you?"
The suspension cone moves again, this time with a "V".
"Did something happen that day?"
"V"
Chu Yu's breathing became heavy, and in the quiet room, her gasping voice was clearly audible: "Do you want me to find out?"
This time, the hanging cone didn't move for a long time, as if it was frozen, Chu Yu waited for a while, but he didn't see it moving, so he asked again.
The hanging cone moved again, but this time it was drawing circles in circles, as if it had entered a dead end, spinning in place.
Before the start, Mrs. Zhou gave a brief explanation and had three precautions. First, during the inquiring period, you could not talk to her, that is, you could not call her name; second, try to use simple questions, such as asking the other party to answer "yes". Or "No"; the third point is that if the hanging cone is spinning in place, you have to change the question, or stop asking the question, and the questioning will end.
Chu Yu was silent for a while, and when he raised his eyes again, his expression became solemn, "Do you want me to get married?"
The suspension cone started again, first drew a "V", and soon, an "X".
Looking at the pair of "antonyms", Chu Yu became puzzled, "You both hope and don't, right?"
The hanging cone rotates in place and draws a circle.
Chu Yu frowned and was quite puzzled: "Will you be happy if I get married?"
Hanging Cone began to go crazy and moved a lot, but did not give any answer, but drew a big circle, scrambled the entire plate of soot.
Hengmu began to shake violently, somewhat uncontrollably. Chu Yu felt numbness in his fingertips, but he did not dare to let go. The questioning was not over yet.
Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou opened her eyes, and the hanging cone suddenly stopped. She lowered her eyes and looked at the chaos without any reaction at all. After returning the crossbar to its original position, she looked up at Chu Yu without saying a word.
She took out a piece of black cloth, put it on a wooden plate, covered it, and then pointed to the incense burner, and said with her hands together: "Please finish the spirit, the deceased rest in peace."
Chu Yu looked at her back. Although Mrs. Zhou was over sixty years old, her body was straight and her shoulders were flat. If she wore a swarthy wig, she might be able to cosplay the young and middle-aged, especially her eyes looked more energetic and sharp than young people. It's comparable to X-rays, peeling people's skin and cramping, and seeing through the bone marrow.
"Why is this so?"
Mrs. Zhou opened the curtains. It was already dark. The lights in the countryside were sparse. There were not many bright impurities in the countryside. The darkness was pure and clear.
"You must have asked difficult questions."
Chu Yu thought for a while, but didn't think so, "No way, all I used just now were to select questions, she just gave an answer, yes or no."
Mrs. Zhou turned around and pushed the wooden frame against the wall. Her movements were always unhurried, like an old grandmother pushing a baby for a walk.
"Sometimes it's not the form of the problem, it's the problem itself, and we can't do it for the dead."
Chu Yu's face became solemn, his eyes lost focus, and he felt a little lost, "I don't quite understand. If I don't understand this issue, I can't make a decision myself."
"But the deceased has already given a reply, and no reply is a reply, and we have to accept it."
Chu Yu sat on the pony, and her tall body suddenly fell short. She looked weak and helpless. She raised her head, her eyes full of confusion, "Mother Zhou, do you think I should get married?"
Mrs. Zhou stood by the window, opened the window, and the cool air entered the room, dispersing a lot of the "hypnosis" cigarette incense.
"You shouldn't ask me this question. I'm only responsible for inviting the spirit, and I'm not responsible for answering questions that the spirit body has not clearly answered."
In layman's terms, only responsible for sales, not including after-sales service, five-star praise or one-star negative review, as you like, it has no effect on me.
Chu Yu drooped his head, like a cat that didn't grab the dried fish, aggrieved and confused.
Mrs. Zhou has always maintained a cold attitude, neither laughing nor taking the initiative to speak. Everything is done step by step. Every time she speaks, it seems that she is reciting the rules, and she strictly follows the rules. She looks mysterious and authoritative. The field told Chu Yu: Hurry up and don’t send it off.
Chu Yu stood up wisely, hesitated for a few moments, and then opened his mouth: "I have one more request, since I moved into my fiancé's house, I feel that the deceased always appears in the bedroom where I slept, and enters my dreams. I've been waking up in the middle of the night for days in a row. Could you come home with me tonight, spend the night in the bedroom, and beg him to leave?"
Mrs. Zhou turned around and faced Chu Yu. Her nose was high and the tip of her nose was fusiform. When viewed from the side, she felt a little serious and capable, with an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.
Chu Yu controlled her expression, and her eyes were full of pleading, as if if she didn't agree, she would be entangled with ghosts and die tonight. This is a matter of life and death.
For a long time, there were a few more stars in the sky, and there were faint starlight in the night sky.
"Okay, let's go," Mrs. Zhou picked up her coat and draped it over her shoulders, "but I explained in advance that I'm only responsible for spreading the word, and whether or not to leave depends on the wishes of the deceased."
Chu Yu nodded vigorously, saying that as long as she was willing to move her car, everything was easy to say.
Regarding Mrs. Zhou's stay, Li Rufei said she liked it. Mrs. Zhou was a famous housekeeper, and she was the originator of the house girl in the whole village. She often stocked up enough vegetables, meat and eggs in the refrigerator, and then closed the door if she didn't go out for a week or two. The door is like a fairy.
Because her handicrafts are popular in the whole village, coupled with the unique secret skills of Wenling, she is deeply loved by the villagers. Many people invited her to be a guest at home, saying that they would put on a banquet and take her to travel for free, but Mrs. Zhou closed the door, Even more arrogant than Zhuge Liang, who was born in Sangu, he refused to show his face and only chatted with acquaintances or children.
People in the village say that if they meet Mrs. Zhou on the street one day, they can buy a bunch of firecrackers to celebrate. After all, not everyone is lucky enough to witness such a rare event comparable to the return of a comet.
This time, Mrs. Zhou came to Li Rufei's "cold house", and she had to stay for one night.
When he got home, Li Rufei hurried to the bedroom, turned on the electric blanket, added a quilt, and lit incense, so he had to arrange a violinist to play a lullaby by the bed.
In fact, Chu Yu and Li Rufei had negotiated in advance, and regarded the bedroom on the west side as the place where she slept these days. Li Rufei's son Fang Yadong rarely came back. Temporarily arranged out.
Chu Yu could feel Li Rufei's enthusiasm for herself. It was like her mother-in-law's satisfaction with her daughter-in-law was overwhelming. She knew that Fang Yadong was also single and unmarried. Thinking of doing a fake show and getting a daughter-in-law for my son.
After washing up and entering the bedroom, Chu Yu saw that Mrs. Zhou had already slept on the bed with her back to her, and the bedside lamp was still on.
Chu Yu took the opportunity to turn on the headset, tapped his ear with his index finger, and soon received a reply from Fang Datuo: "Chu, we have entered the target room and are checking the thermal image, magnetic field, and air composition."
Chu Yu didn't say a word, and tapped his ear again.
She was wearing pajamas, lifted a corner of the quilt, and got on the bed. Because of her movement, the whole bed shook a little. Mrs. Zhou lay on her side motionless, and it seemed that she had already gone to see Duke Zhou.
Chu Yu looked at her for a moment, reached out to turn off the light, and the whole room fell into darkness.
Unlike the upstairs and downstairs in the city, the walls on the left and the right are all neighbors. There is no sound in the east and there is no sound in the west. There is no quiet time. The houses in the countryside are all single-seat households. After the family sleeps, it will be as quiet as The whole world is in hibernation mode.
Surrounded by the airtight silence, Chu Yu could only hear her own breathing. She squeezed the quilt tightly and felt strange. Does Mrs. Zhou sleep without breathing? What kind of unique skill is this
Chu Yu tried to call Mrs. Zhou and talk to her, but Mrs. Zhou maintained a posture, not even the ups and downs of her body, did not reply, and seemed to refuse to chat.
Chu Yu turned over and lay on her back. She opened her eyes, trying to distinguish the outline of the chandelier on the ceiling in the dark, and counted the number of star pendants on it.
In this way, she counted hundreds of times, and Mrs. Zhou remained silent. It seemed that the person sleeping beside her was not a human body, but a wax figure.
At two o'clock in the morning, Chu Yu's eyes were already drowsy, and his upper and lower eyelids rushed towards each other frantically, but his mind was still stubbornly on duty, guarding Mrs. Zhou's reaction and waiting for news from Fang Datuo.
In the silence, she couldn't help yawning, dragging her on, trying to drain the sleepiness of every cell.
But the yawn didn't end well. Just halfway through, Mrs. Zhou suddenly said something, which shocked Chu Yu to the point of having tonsils cramping.
"It came to me just now, let me tell you what it knows."
Chu Yu opened his eyes wide and held his breath. At that moment, he felt that the blood circulation had stopped, waiting for Mrs. Zhou's "report".
Chu Yu turned her head to the side, her slender hair tangled along the pillow and fell on the edge of the pillow, she looked to her side, and saw Madam Zhou also turning around, her eyes gleaming in the dark night, "it said: The son of the owner of the house, there is a photo in the back of his wallet of his roommate in high school, and that photo has been in it for twelve years."
The amount of information was a bit large, and Chu Yu felt that the speed of her brain couldn't keep up. She was stunned for half a second before she regained her senses. She pulled the quilt up with her hands and covered her head to avoid losing control of her expression.
I'm so sorry, Auntie Li, for accidentally blowing up your son's sexuality!
She nestled in the quilt, hiding her reaction, and didn't reply for a long time.
Mrs. Zhou didn't say anything, she turned around and continued to fall asleep, quite calm.
My brain was agitated, and I was completely drowsy, but the yawn just now was not finished, I guess I was unwilling, and now I went home again, wanting to complete it. Chu Yu opened his mouth wide, but this time he was shocked again before the air flow came out.
Fang Datuo's voice came from the headset, and it sounded like Erha was calling the door: "Chu, the magnetic field, infrared radiation, etc. are all right, and no traces of drugs were detected in the room, but we made all the knives in the room. The benzidine test, one of the fruit knives, tested positive for turquoise blue!"