365 Difficult Ways To Live

The room was dark, and the rising smoke swayed, like two spring noodles, originally straight up, but after entering the water, the body softened and became graceful.

The cigarette floated over, circled around Chu Yu, and gradually disappeared. Chu Yu always thought that atheism had penetrated deep into his bones, but at this point, there was a wave of fluctuation in his heart, and he became serious and awed.

The room was quiet for a long while, and Grandma Zhou's voice suddenly rang out: "Hold the left end of the crossbar with your index finger, and invite the spirit according to the law."

Chu Yu walked to the left end of the wooden frame, and put his 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 strength was balanced. The crossbar was in a state of balance and remained still.

Grandmother Zhou closed her eyes and kept her original movements. Chu Yu also remained motionless, his whole body was tense, and he felt his fingertips holding the wooden frame tremble.

She swallowed, feeling the weight of the words was too heavy, and it was difficult to open her mouth: "Yihan, you drowned, right?"

The words fluttered in the dim room, like the trail of smoke, gradually fading into the darkness.

Slowly, the crossbar moved, and the awl moved on the wooden plate, and the awl scratched on the wooden plate, and the traces of characters gradually appeared on the soot.

Chu Yu held his breath and concentrated, seeing that the thick layer of gray soil was divided and gradually formed the outline of a "V".

This was an affirmative answer, and Chu Yu felt excited. She just put her hand on the crossbar and didn't intentionally drive it to move. It felt like the crossbar was using her strength to find its own direction.

Chu Yu looked at Mrs. Zhou opposite, and saw that she had her eyes closed with a peaceful expression. After the cone stopped moving, she didn't open her eyes, as if she had entered a state of sleepwalking.

Chu Yu couldn't help making a fist with his left hand, and continued to ask questions according to the original plan: "You didn't go swimming that day, did you?"

The cone moves again, this time in a "V".

"Did something happen that day?"

"V"

Chu Yu's breathing became heavy, and in the quiet room, her panting could be heard clearly: "Do you want me to find out?"

This time, the Xuan 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 move, so he asked again.

The hanging cone moved again, but this time it circled around and circled, as if entering a dead end, spinning in place.

Before the start, Mrs. Zhou gave a brief explanation, and there are three precautions. First, during the interrogation period, you can’t talk to her, that is, you can’t call her by 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 suspension cone is spinning in situ, you have to change a question, or stop asking questions, and the questioning is over.

Chu Yu was silent for a while, and when he raised his eyes again, his face was a little dignified, "Do you want me to get married?"

The suspension cone started again, first drew a "V", and soon, an "X".

Seeing this pair of "antonyms", Chu Yu became suspicious, "You both hope and don't, right?"

The hanging cone rotates in situ and draws a circle again.

Chu Yu frowned, quite puzzled: "If I get married, will you be happy?"

The hanging cone started to go crazy, and it moved a lot, but it didn't give an answer, but drew a big circle, messing up the whole plate of soot.

The crossbar began to shake violently, a little uncontrollably. Chu Yu felt his fingertips go numb, but he didn't dare to let go. The interrogation was not over yet.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou opened her eyes, Xuan Zhu suddenly stopped, she lowered her eyes, looked at the chaos, without any reaction.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 the wooden tray, covered it, then faced the incense burner, and said with hands together: "Please end the spirit, the dead 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 dark wig, she might be able to cospy young and middle-aged people, especially her eyes seemed to be more energetic and sharp than young people. It is comparable to X-rays, which can peel people's skin and cramps, and see through the bone marrow.

"Why is this so?"

Mrs. Zhou opened the curtains, it was already dark, the lights in the countryside were sparse, and there were few light impurities as far as the eye could see, the darkness was pure and clear.

"You should have asked a difficult question."

Chu Yu thought for a while, but didn't think so, "No way, I just used multiple choice questions, and she just gave an answer, yes or no."

Mrs. Zhou turned around and pushed the wooden frame of the handshake to the wall. Her movements were always unhurried, just like an old grandmother pushing a baby for a walk.

"Sometimes it's not the form of the problem, but the problem itself. We can't make things difficult for the dead."

Chu Yu's face became serious, his eyes lost focus, and he felt a little out of focus, "I don't quite understand, if I don't understand this question, I can't make a decision myself."

"But the deceased has already given an answer, and no answer is also an answer, we have to accept it."

Chu Yu sat on the pony, her tall body suddenly fell short, and she looked weak and helpless. She raised her head, her eyes were full of confusion, "Grandma Zhou, do you think I should get married?"

Mrs. Zhou stood by the window, opened the window, and the cool air entered the room, dissipating a lot of the "hypnotic" cigarette aroma.

"You shouldn't ask me this question. I'm only responsible for inviting the spirit, not answering questions that the spirit body hasn't clearly answered."

In layman's terms, it is only responsible for sales, not including after-sales service. It doesn't matter to me if you give a five-star positive review or a one-star negative review.

Chu Yu drooped his head, like a cat that hadn't snatched the dried fish, feeling aggrieved and confused.

Mrs. Zhou has always maintained a calm attitude. She doesn't smile or take the initiative to speak. Everything is done step by step. Every time she speaks, she seems to be memorizing the regulations. Chang told Chu Yu: Hurry up and leave.

Chu Yu stood up wisely, hesitated for a few moments, and then said, "I have one more request. Ever since I moved into my fiancé's house, I feel that the dead always appear in my bedroom and enter my dreams. Been waking up in the middle of the night for days. Could you come home with me tonight and spend the night in the bedroom begging it to leave?"

Mrs. Zhou turned around and faced Chu Yu sideways. She had a high nose bridge and a shuttle-like tip. From the side angle, she looked serious and capable, with an indifference that repulsed others thousands of miles away.

Chu Yu controlled his expression well, his eyes were full of pleading, as if if she didn't agree, she would die suddenly tonight because of being entangled by ghosts, 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 stars in the night sky.

"Okay, let's go," Mrs. Zhou picked up her coat and put it on her shoulders, "But let me explain in advance that I am only in charge of delivering the message, and whether or not to leave depends on the deceased's own wishes."

Chu Yu nodded vigorously, saying that as long as her old man is willing to move, everything is easy to talk about.

Li Rufei was delighted to hear Mrs. Zhou’s stay. Grandmother Zhou is a well-known housewife, and she can be called the originator of housewives in the whole village. She often stocked up enough vegetables, meat and eggs in the refrigerator, and stayed in the house for a week or two without going out. It's like cultivating immortals.

Because her handicrafts are popular in the whole village, coupled with Wenling's unique secret skills, it can be said that she is deeply loved by the villagers. Many people invited her to their home as a guest, saying that they would hold a banquet and take her on a free trip, but when Mrs. Zhou closed the door, Zhuge Liang is even more arrogant than San Gu who just came out of the house, refusing to show his face, only chatting with acquaintances or children.

Everyone in the village said that if one day you meet Mrs. Zhou on the street, you can buy a bunch of firecrackers to celebrate. After all, not everyone is lucky enough to witness such a rare event like the return of a comet.

This time, Mrs. Zhou came to Li Rufei's "Humble House" and stayed overnight. This is a big event for Li Rufei to brag about for a few years!

When he got home, Li Rufei rushed to the bedroom, turned on the electric blanket, added a quilt, and lit incense. He only arranged for a violinist to play a lullaby beside the bed.

In fact, Chu Yu and Li Rufei had discussed in advance that the bedroom on the west side would be her sleeping place for the past few days. Li Rufei's son, Fang Yadong, rarely came back. It was arranged temporarily.

Chu Yu felt Li Rufei's enthusiasm for her, it was really like a mother-in-law happy with her daughter-in-law's satisfaction, she knew that Fang Yadong was also single and unmarried, now over [-], an older leftover man, probably Li Rufei was really interested in her, Thinking of making a fake show for real, and begging for a daughter-in-law for his son.

After washing up and entering the bedroom, Chu Yu saw Mrs. Zhou was already sleeping on the bed with her back turned 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 got a reply from Fang Datuo: "Chu Chu, we have entered the target room and are checking the thermal image, magnetic field, and air composition."

Chu Yu didn't say anything, and knocked on his ear again.

She was wearing pajamas, lifted a corner of the quilt, and got on the bed. Because of her movements, the whole bed shook a little. Mrs. Zhou was lying on her side without moving. It seemed that she had already gone to see Duke Zhou.

Chu Yu sized her up for a moment, then reached out to turn off the light, and the whole room fell into darkness.

Unlike the upstairs and downstairs in the city, the walls are all neighbors, there is no sound from the east and the west, and there is never a quiet time. The houses in the countryside are all single-family households. After the family sleeps, they will be as quiet as The whole world is in hibernation mode.

Surrounded by the impenetrable silence, Chu Yu could only hear her own breathing. She pinched the quilt tightly, feeling strange, did Mrs. Zhou not breathe when she was sleeping?What kind of unique skill is this?

Chu Yu tried to call Mrs. Zhou and talk to her, but Mrs. Zhou kept her posture without even moving her body, and she didn't answer, as if she refused to have an awkward chat.

Chu Yu turned over and lay on her back. With her eyes open, she tried 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, but Mrs. Zhou remained still, and it seemed that what was sleeping next to her was not a human body, but a wax figure.

At two o'clock in the morning, Chu Yu's eyes were already sleepy, and his upper and lower eyelids were frantically running towards each other, but his mind was still stubbornly on duty, watching Mrs. Zhou's reaction, and waiting for news from Fang Datuo.

In the silence, she couldn't help but yawned for a long time, trying to empty every cell of sleepiness.

But this yawn didn't end well. Just halfway through, Mrs. Zhou suddenly said something, which startled Chu Yu almost to the point of tonsillar cramps.

"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 his blood circulation stopped, waiting for Mrs. Zhou's "telling".

Chu Yu turned her head sideways, her long and slender hair snaked along the pillow, and fell to the side of the pillow. She looked to her side, and saw Grandma Zhou also turned around, her eyes were shining in the dark night, "it said: The son of the owner of this house has a photo in the back of his wallet, his high school roommate, and that photo has been there for 12 years."

The amount of information was a bit large, and Chu Yu felt that her brain couldn't keep up with it. She was stunned for half a second before she came to her senses, pulled up the quilt with her hands, and covered her head to prevent her expression from losing control.

I'm so sorry, Aunt Li, for accidentally blowing up your son's sexuality!

She nestled under 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 sleep, quite calm.

My mind was stimulated, and I lost all sleepiness, but I haven't finished the yawn just now, probably because I was unwilling, and I went back home at this moment, wanting to come out completely.Chu Yu opened his mouth wide, and was shocked again before the air flow came out this time.

Fang Datuo’s voice came from the headset, which sounded like Erha was shouting at the door: “Chuchu, the magnetic field and infrared radiation are all fine, and there are no traces of drugs detected in the room, but we have made all the knives in the room. The benzidine test, one of the paring knives, tested positive for turquoise blue!"