My years as a Taoist

Chapter 2 The Underworld Communicator - Widow Zhou

Chapter 2 The Underworld Communicator - Widow Zhou Speaking of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhou family, Widow Zhou, she used to be in our village and was a famous person because she knew how to communicate with the world of death. According to the old man in the village, her description of the undead world was accurate. The so-called undead world is to go down to the world of death to help find someone else's dead relative, and then let that relative attach to her to solve some problems of the living people above. In fact, Widow Zhou used to be a very ordinary woman. Her ability to communicate with the undead world came only after her husband died. As for what happened, she kept it a secret, and the villagers only heard some rumors. It is rumored that the second daughter-in-law of the Zhou family and the girl of the Zhou family said it. It is said that when the husband of Zhou Da Zhou's widow was in his house for the first seven nights, for unknown reasons, Zhou widow insisted on living in her and Zhou Da's house. No one can live there. The Zhou family is not divided, and the family of seven lives together. In the first seven years, the family should have avoided it, But that day, for some unknown reason, Widow Zhou ran back to the house where she and Da Zhou lived in the middle of the night. The sleeping family members didn't know, until the sister-in-law who was sleeping next to her woke up, and she realized that her sister-in-law was not by her side. Didn't care at first. I think my sister-in-law woke up at night and went to the toilet? But when she walked out of the house and was about to go to the toilet to solve it, she was frightened to death by the sudden laughter. After all, it is the top seven of the big brother. This laughter was especially terrifying in the silent night. At that time, Widow Zhou's sister-in-law was only fourteen years old. How could she bear such a fright? He screamed and ran back to the house. The family was woken up like this, and they all ran into the yard. At this time, there was no laughter in the yard, but the sound of a woman gurgling. I don't know what she's talking about. Listen carefully. I couldn't hear clearly, I knew it was a woman speaking. Week is old, and Tuesday is the main force of the family. After all, it was a man. Be brave. After listening carefully for a while, he picked up a firewood on Tuesday and said, "I heard this sound coming from the west wing. Yes, I'll go and see what's going on. Who is pretending to be a ghost."  Tuesday's daughter-in-law dragged on Tuesday and wouldn't let me go. This is my big brother's top seven. Rural people are superstitious. She was terrified of being hurt by a ghost on Tuesday. At this moment, there was another burst of laughter. As soon as I heard the sound, I felt that the laughter was very happy, but the sound was a little vague, and it made people shudder. "It's obviously the first seven of my son, why is there a ghost in the house?" The old man of the Zhou family sighed, the pain of losing his son still in his heart. uncomfortable. "But why do I hear this voice sound like the voice of my eldest daughter-in-law?" The old lady of the Zhou family was also a little puzzled. When the voice was chattering just now, the accent was so weird that they couldn't hear anything. But when she laughed at this moment, the sensitive Zhou family always felt familiar. After Mrs. Zhou finished speaking, the family listened carefully, but it was not Widow Zhou's voice. "Forget it, I have to go and see. I'm afraid that something is wrong with my sister-in-law." Losing her husband in middle age is a big pain in life. Widow Zhou was depressed and had psychological problems because of this, which was normal. In addition, the family relationship at that time can be said to be very strong, how can there be no reason to ignore it? Thinking of this, Tuesday clenched the firewood stick in his hand and walked to the west wing step by step. It was still the familiar West Wing, but the closed door of the West Wing looked so terrifying in Tuesday's eyes, as if when it was pushed open, there was hell behind it. Walking to the door, he took a deep breath. To cheer himself up, he suddenly made a loud noise. Taking advantage of this momentum, he kicked the door fiercely. A rural person who works all the year round, the strength of one foot is still very strong, but the two firewood doors on Tuesday were not plugged in as expected, they were just closed. The excess force made Tuesday fall for a dog-eat-shit and fall through the door. "Second, what's the matter with you?" Elder Zhou's anxious voice came from behind. He lost a son, and he was very worried about what happened to this son. "It's alright, I fell accidentally." On Tuesday, his voice was low. At this moment, he was in terrible pain, but he was afraid that his family would be worried, so he answered quickly. Old man Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head on Tuesday, his heart suddenly reached his throat. The west wing is not big, just a bedroom, you can see the whole room at a glance when you walk in. He didn't have time to get up on Tuesday, he was half-kneeling on the ground, still doing his stand-up movements, only his head was raised. He could see the whole room at this moment, and at this time, a dim oil lamp was lit on the only table in the room. His sister-in-law, Widow Zhou, had her back to him, but her shoulders were shaking, and she laughed happily. The original scene wasn't enough to scare Tuesday. The reason why his heart was full of panic was because his sister-in-law was in a strange posture at the moment, tilting her head and leaning her body as if leaning on something. What's even more strange is that there are two benches in front of the table, and the sister-in-law sits on one of them. It was said that a person should sit in the middle, otherwise the bench would turn over, but she still sat motionless on the edge of the bench. On Tuesday, his throat tightened and he forgot to get up. He was just half-kneeling on the ground. He kind of wanted to go out. This scene is too weird, but in front of him is his sister-in-law, and the eldest brother is gone, no matter how afraid he is, he must ensure that his sister-in-law is safe. After swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva, he summoned the courage to shout on Tuesday, "Sister-in-law...sister-in-law..."  The shouting stammered, because it was too nervous, and the shouting on Tuesday was also trembling, and he did not notice it on Tuesday. As soon as he shouted, Widow Zhou turned around. Looking back, she had a smile on her face. Under the dim oil lamp, the smile looked strange at first. Facial muscles are stiff. It feels like a clay statue! "Look, the second child is here..." Widow Zhou said, staring at Tuesday, her eyes sharp, giving the impression that it was like a cat staring at the statue at night. In the blink of an eye, tears welled up in Tuesday's eyes. this is too scary. He is not a fool. He clearly heard what his sister-in-law said, who wants to see me? There is also the voice of the sister-in-law, which cannot be said on Tuesday. It is said that no matter how calm a person's voice is, there will be some anger. The so-called anger refers to people's emotions, but the voice of the sister-in-law is just a voice. To be precise, the sound is very similar to electronic synthesis. At this time on Tuesday, he knew that he couldn't kneel here anymore, but he really didn't have the courage to stand up, and he didn't even dare to lift his head. He only felt that his spine was cold. Suddenly, Widow Zhou, who was staring at Tuesday, stopped laughing, her expression instantly became eerily calm, but there was a bit of ferocity in her eyes. She said, "Go out, don't disturb us, you can't come into this room." He knelt there silently on Tuesday, not because he didn't want to answer, but because he didn't dare to say anything at all. People were terrified, either in hysterical fury, accompanied by shouting, or silence. hidden subconscious. It was his sister-in-law who confronted him on Tuesday. He couldn't get angry, so he had to keep silent. He stood up, turned around, and walked out of the west wing calmly from Tuesday, but his back was itchy, and it felt like being stared at by something, but he didn't dare to look back, so he had to walk forward with weak steps, just straddling past. As I walked out of the room, I heard a squeak and the wooden door behind him closed automatically. "Mom..." I immediately called my mother on Tuesday, tears streaming down my face, and then he ran quickly, but Tuesday's footsteps became weak, he fell just after a few steps, but he didn't Dare to delay a moment? He immediately used his hands and feet and ran towards his family members who were standing not far away. It was so embarrassing to roll and crawl. The mother-in-law Mrs. Zhou felt distressed for a while, put her feet on her feet, ran two steps, and quickly stepped forward to support her son: "Son, what's the matter with you?"