S talks about Widow Zhou, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhou family. She used to be in our village, but she was a celebrity because she was too yin. According to the old people in the village, what she said was quite accurate.

The so-called "over-yin" means going downstairs, helping to find someone else's dead relatives, and then letting the relatives get into her body to solve some problems with the living person above.

In fact, Widow Zhou was a very ordinary woman before. Her supernatural ability was only found after her husband passed away. As for how she had it, she was so secretive that the villagers only heard some rumors.

The rumor was told by the second wife of the Zhou family and the girl from the Zhou family, saying that on the seventh night of the first seventh night of his family's Zhou Da (Widow Zhou's husband), Widow Zhou didn't know why, but rushed back to her west wing room.

The Zhou family did not separate the family, and the family of seven lived together. Originally, the first seven family should have avoided it, but there was no place to go, so they had to free up the west wing room where the Widow Zhou and his wife lived.

But Widow Zhou ran back in the middle of the night that day. The family members who had been sleeping well didn't know it until the sister-in-law who was sleeping next to her got up at night and found that her sister-in-law was not by her side.

My sister-in-law didn't care at first, thinking that my sister-in-law had gotten up at night, right? But when she left the house and was about to go to the toilet to solve the problem, she was scared to death by the sudden laughter.

After all, it was the first seventh brother of his elder brother. The laughter sounded particularly scary in the quiet night. At that time, Widow Zhou's sister-in-law was only 14 years old. How could she withstand such scare? She immediately screamed and ran back to the house.

The family was awakened and all ran to the yard. At this time, there was no laughter in the yard, but a woman was gurgling and talking. She didn't know what she was saying. She couldn't hear it clearly even if she listened carefully, and she knew that it was a woman talking.

Zhou Da went, and Tuesday was the pillar of the house. He was a man, and he was more courageous. After listening carefully for a while, he picked up a stick of wood on Tuesday and said, "I heard that the sound came from the west wing. I'll see what happened. Who was pretending to be a ghost."

On Tuesday, my wife took her to go on Tuesday. This is my eldest brother’s first seventh. People in the countryside are superstitious and she is afraid that she will get into evil on Tuesday.

At this moment, another burst of laughter came. I heard the sound and made people happy. The sound was a bit fluttering, which made people very cold.

"It's obviously my son's first seventh year, why are you having a female ghost at home?" The old man from the Zhou family sighed. The pain of losing his son was still in his heart. He was quite uncomfortable with the fact that his son would not come back that day and a female ghost came back.

"But why do I hear this sound like my eldest daughter-in-law?" The Zhou family said in confusion. When the voice was mumbled, the accent was so strange that they didn't hear anything. But when they were laughing at this moment, the sensitive Zhou family always felt very familiar.

After Grandma Zhou said that, the family listened carefully and found that it was not the voice of Widow Zhou.

"Forget it, I have to go and see it. I'm afraid my sister-in-law is having trouble with anger." Losing her husband in middle age is a big pain in life. Widow Zhou's illness caused some trouble with her because of this. To be more plain, it's normal for her to be mentally ill.

In addition, the family affection between people was very strong at that time, so how could there be no reason to ignore it?

Thinking of Tuesday, I held the firewood stick in my hand tightly and walked towards the west wing step by step.

It was still the familiar west wing room, but at this moment the closed west wing door looked so terrifying in Zhou Tuesday's eyes, as if he was pushed open, there was hell behind it.

Walking to the door, Zhou Tui took a deep breath. In order to boost his courage, he suddenly roared and took advantage of this momentum to kick the door hard.

A rural man who worked all year round still had a great kick with all his strength, but the two wooden doors were not inserted as Tuesday imagined, but they were just covered. Now, Tuesday, with excessive force, suddenly fell into the door and fell into it.

"Second, what's wrong with you?" A worried voice came from behind. He lost a son. He was very worried that this son would have a few shortcomings.

"It's okay, I fell accidentally." Zhou Er's voice was muffled. He fell and hurt, but he was afraid that his family would worry, so he quickly answered.

Mr. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head on the next Tuesday, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The west wing is not big, to put it bluntly, it is just a bedroom. When people walk in, they can see the whole room clearly. Before he could stand up on Tuesday, he half-kneeled on the ground, still doing the stand up, but just raised his head.

It was at this moment that he could see clearly the entire west wing. Can he not see clearly? At this moment, a dim oil lamp was lit on the only table in the room. His sister-in-law, Widow Zhou, was facing his back to him, but her shoulders were shaking and her laughter was very happy.

Originally, such a scene was not enough to scare the man Zhou Tuesday. The reason why his heart was in his throat was because his sister-in-law's posture was very strange at the moment, with her head tilted and her body slanted, as if she was leaning against something! What's even more strange is that there were two benches in front of the table, and my sister-in-law sat on one of them. It was said that if she sat alone, she had to sit in the middle, otherwise the bench would turn over, but she sat on the edge of the bench and still didn't move at all.

Zhou Tui's throat was tight and he forgot to stand up. He just knelt on the ground. He wanted to go out. The scene was too weird, but in front of him was his sister-in-law, and the eldest brother left, so he didn't care.

After swallowing two saliva hard, Tuesday mustered up the courage to shout: "Sister-in-law"

The shouting was a little stuttering, and because I was too nervous, my sister-in-law was trembling, but I didn't notice it on Tuesday.

When he shouted, Widow Zhou turned around. When she turned around, she smiled. Under the dim oil lamp, her smile looked weird. The corners of her mouth were raised upwards and her eyes were squinting, and the two pieces of flesh on her face were stiff.

It feels like a clay statue!

"Look, the dick is here," said Widow Zhou staring at Zhou Tuesday. Her eyes were very concentrated, giving people the feeling that a cat at night was staring at something statue.

In an instant, tears surged in Zhou Er's eyes. This was scary. He was not a fool. He clearly heard his sister-in-law say a word to read. Let me show you? Who did you show it?

Moreover, my sister-in-law's voice cannot be said on Tuesday. No matter how calm a person's voice is, there is a sense of anger in it. The so-called angry refers to human emotions. But my sister-in-law's voice is purely just a sound. There was no computer at that time, otherwise it would be accurately said on Tuesday, and the sound was very similar to an electronic synthesized sound.

It’s not right to get up Tuesday at this time, nor to continue kneeling, nor to move forward, nor to dare to move backward, but just felt the bones on the back of the backbone and the pillars chilling.

Suddenly, Widow Zhou, who was staring at Tuesday, stopped smiling. Her expression instantly became so calm that it was strange, but her eyes were a little fierce. She said, "Go out, don't disturb us, you can't enter this room."

The answer was not that he didn't want to answer on Tuesday, but that he didn't dare to say anything at all. People were afraid to the extreme, either that they were full of anger, accompanied by yelling, or silence. That kind of silence was a subconscious mind that wanted to hide themselves.

On Tuesday, he was facing his sister-in-law. He couldn't get angry and had to remain silent.

Standing up and turning around, Zhou Erqiang walked out of the west wing calmly, but his back was itchy, which was a feeling of being targeted by something, but he didn't dare to turn around, so he had to walk forward with weak steps. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard a creaking sound, and the wooden door behind him closed itself.

"Mom" Zhou Te immediately called out to mom, tears flowed down with a 'wave', and then he ran quickly, but his footsteps became weak and he fell down just a few steps, but how could he dare to delay for a moment? He immediately ran towards his family standing not far away with his hands and feet. The way he rolled and crawled was so embarrassing.

The mother called out that Grandma Zhou felt distressed, she cushioned her feet, ran two steps tightly, and hurried to support her son: "My son, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, I think my brother is back." Zhou Er shouted before he could even wipe his tears. In addition to explaining that the situation just now was that his elder brother had returned to his heart for the first time, could he explain why?

"My Zhou Da" Hearing this, Old Master Zhou suddenly patted his legs and howled. Perhaps because he heard that his son's soul was back, he couldn't help but feel sad.

This seven-return soul night was really uneasy for the family. Although he was thinking that Zhou Da was back, because Widow Zhou said not to bother, and was really scared, the family never stepped into the west wing again overnight.

This is the story of Widow Zhou, which was circulated by the Zhou family. It's really lingering. However, in the village on this land of China, which village has few strange legends? It's even more evil and unexplainable. People talked about it for a while and then stopped taking it seriously.

Shortly after this incident, it was reported that the Zhou family had the ability of Widow Zhou to be in yin. Some people first went to see it with the idea of ​​trying it out, but they didn't expect that Widow Zhou was really magical. His ability to be in yin was quite reliable. After two years, not only did the nearby villages know that Widow Zhou in Xiaowan Village would be in yin, but even people came to the town.

There are three points worth mentioning in this matter.

The first is that Widow Zhou returned to normal after Zhou Datouqi. I heard that she came out of the west wing that morning and prepared breakfast for the whole family. The only thing is that she had a problem since then, that is, hiccups, which can hiccups eight or nine hiccups in a minute. The sound was weird, and people who saw her for the first time would basically be scared.

The second is that Widow Zhou strongly asked the people at home to seal the windows of the west wing. The windows faced outside the yard, and the lighting was good, making the whole house bright. Who would care about this request if you were not sick? But after that night, the people at home always felt inexplicably awe of Widow Zhou. Widow Zhou asked, so he did it quickly. In the end, not only did the windows be sealed, but also the doors were covered with thick black curtains.

The third is that five months after Zhou Da's death, Widow Zhou gave birth to a son. He didn't say anything about the villagers. The fool knew that it must be Zhou Da's posthumous son. There was an old man in the village saying that no wonder Zhou Datouqi made such a big noise. He must have known that he had a son and could not leave the orphan and widow mother. But no matter what, Widow Zhou was living a good life with her son in the village with her ability, and even the Zhou family was helped.

If it weren't for the beginning of that movement, Widow Zhou might have been in this industry and relying on these incomes to support her son to go to school, work, and marry a wife, but how could history be transferred because of her personal will? The Zhou family is now under strict surveillance, especially Widow Zhou, who is staring at several people, and they dare not mention the fact that they would be so ignorant.

No matter how the Zhou family lives, my life is indeed a bit sad, and it is all because of me.

My health did not improve. Although my father wrapped me tightly on the third day of my birth and borrowed a donkey cart to take me to the township health center early in the morning, the doctors there did not see any illness I had.

Finally, the doctor just told my father: "This child is probably a little malnourished, so I'll be fine when I go back and take it a good supplement." I didn't even prescribe the medicine.

On the way back, my dad was in a very depressed mood and said that the child was malnourished. No, my mom was the one who ate the best and maintained pregnant women in the village, which was better than most families. How could a baby be malnourished? She looked weaker than the weakest baby in the village.

My dad couldn't figure it out, but he still chose to trust the doctor. After all, going to invite Widow Zhou was just the worst plan. If it didn't hurt his family, it would also hurt the Zhou family.

After I came back, my dad thought about giving me some supplements. My mom had no milk. Every day, my dad would go to a cow-raising house in the neighboring village to get some back and use the food at home to exchange it. Not only did it milk, but my dad also went to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town and spent a lot of effort to get some nutritional supplements. Anyway, he tried his best to supplement me.

At that time, the children's conditions were absolutely not comparable to those of today's children. My treatment was the only one in the village. Don't talk about nutritional supplements, even if you have milk every day, many children should not think about it. If the children at that time did not eat their mother's milk, most of them were fed with rice.

Because I was given supplements, my family was very busy, so my parents naturally had no complaints for me. What was even more touching was that my two sisters didn’t even complain at all.

The eldest sister even said, "Dad, give me some more milk to my younger brother. My younger brother is so young, I don't even have the energy to cry."

The two daughters were greedy when they looked at Bai Shengsheng's milk. They could tell that they were not making trouble, but they were also so sensible. It really made my father feel distressed and moved for a while.

In a gossip, my family is not very boyish than girls. Over the years, except for the time I was a child, my two sisters and I were treated equally. But in the countryside at that time, I couldn’t afford to talk without a son, just because the greatest meaning of the son represents is labor force. Without labor, how can a family support it?

In this way, my dad gave me a month of supplementation. By the day of my full moon, my dad's original firm belief finally collapsed because by the time of the full moon, the child had to pass a scale according to the rules to see how much he grew.

That day, my dad weighed me with a nearly pious hope, but the facts hit my dad. When I reached the full moon, I only had 2 taels!

My dad has always gritted his teeth and persevered, thinking that maybe his eyes are not growing, but it is actually growing. After a full moon, but he has endured such a result, can my dad not collapse?

"Xiuyun, I think we have to go and see Widow Zhou to see this child." After being stunned for a long time that day, my father finally said something to my mother. This is the most unstoppable way.

My mother's heart is tight. To be honest, children who are only over 3 kilograms by the full moon are not common in that era. Such a supplement method and so meticulous care, and it is still like this, it must be abnormal.

If it's because my body is not getting better, the doctor said it's okay, and my symptoms at that time were weak, and I didn't even catch a cold once. Apart from that, it's not evil, what is that?

"Old Chen, otherwise, or let's take a look for it for another week? I have heard that some children don't grow well before the full month, but they grow very fast after the full month. Let's talk about it later." My mother hesitated and couldn't say it.

"What else?" my father asked with his eyebrows raised, and the depression in his heart was simply unrelieved.

"Besides, Widow Zhou is too yin. Will she look at Yin and Yang? It seems that she can't deal with our children?" The reason why my mother hesitated and dared not say that was because she was afraid of breaking my father's only hope.

"I know, but she is the most effective in the village. Who else can I find? Besides, Liu Wenpo also mentioned me and looked for her," my father's voice was dull, he thought for a while, and suddenly became lighter again, saying with hope: "Do you still remember Wang Gou'er's baby? It's the one I played with since I was a child. Didn't Wang Zhu, his family, run into evil when he was 2 years old? He had chills all over the body, looked like a fool, and drooling. Didn't he look for Widow Zhou?"
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