Shen Qingqing then asked: "Where is Miss Wenjuan? Why haven't you seen her come out these two days?"
Ci Gu turned her head and glanced at Yuan Mu. Seeing that her expression was as usual, she carefully replied: "Miss Wenjuan is unwell and has been recuperating at home."
"It's a coincidence that her illness came at a very coincidental time. She was very lively and energetic the day before yesterday, and then she suddenly fell ill."
Shen Qingqing laughed and did not continue to mention this matter. Instead, she told Yuan's mother a few words and walked away.
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The house Yuan Xudong bought is located in Shitou Town. It is a small house with two entrances and two exits. The area is not large, but it is more than enough to accommodate their family.
Yuan's mother lived in the main house. She was in poor health, so she had dinner at the beginning of every day and turned off the lights to rest.
Aunt Ci helped her tuck in the quilt and lit incense in the room before going out to fetch water and wash herself.
As soon as she left the room, her shoulders sank, and the sudden appearance of Shen Qingqing really startled her.
"Qingqing, you..."
"Shh." Shen Qingqing made a silent gesture, "Let's talk next door, don't wake anyone up."
When they arrived at the wing next door, Ci Gulian asked eagerly: "Qingqing, when did you come, and why is there no movement at all?"
"Just came in over the wall."
"Climb, climb over the wall?"
Shen Qingqing rubbed the moss off the soles of her shoes and said concisely: "I'm here to help your old lady see a doctor. If you want her to get better as soon as possible, follow my arrangements tonight."
Ci Gu nodded in understanding, "Then what do you need me to do?"
"No need to do anything now, just wait."
Shen Qingqing posted a talisman on the window of Yuan's mother's bedroom, then went back to the next room to take a nap.
Half asleep and half awake, the sound of footsteps came to my ears, fast and dense, like a chaotic drumbeat, which made people upset.
Shen Qingqing rubbed her eyes and stood up.
The night was thick, and the originally bright moonlight was covered by clouds, leaving only a black mist.
Shen Qingqing quickly walked to the window of Yuan's mother's bedroom. The window was already open, but as soon as she walked closer, a choking aroma of incense hit her face.
Cigu explained beside her: "The old lady has a weak sleep, so she needs to burn incense to help her sleep peacefully every day."
Shen Qingqing exhaled twice, and after getting used to the special fragrance, she looked intently at the window opposite.
A small paper figure as big as a palm poked out from the gap in the open window lattice. The small paper figure stopped at the window for a moment, then crawled into the room as if being pulled, and walked to Yuan's mother's bedside.
The small paper figures were followed by more small paper figures. They lined up into the room and stood in a circle around Mother Yuan's body.
Ci Gu was shocked by the scene in front of her, "What is going on? Why did the paper man leave?"
Shen Qingqing did not answer, but calmly turned on the flashlight and shined it at the paper man.
The white light of the flashlight illuminated the red letters on the back of the paper figurine, and Yuan's mother's birthday was clearly written on it.
Shen Qingqing then whispered back: "These paper figures are arranging formations, enchanting formations."
As soon as he finished speaking, the paper man who led the way at the beginning was seen kneeling on his knees, waving his arms as if convulsing. The other paper men knelt down one after another and twitched their bodies in accordance with its rhythm.
Suddenly there was a gust of wind outside the window, blowing up the paper figures.
In the dark night, the wind howled, and a group of paper figures danced in the wind. The scene was really weird. Ci Gu was so frightened that she clenched Shen Qingqing's sleeves, not even daring to breathe out.
A woman's melodious singing sounded in the room. She sang in an unknown dialect. The tone was soft and melodious, but the content was difficult and obscure. Shen Qingqing was stunned not to understand a sentence.
Cigu discovered something and said in surprise: "Isn't this the dialect of Wenjuan's hometown?"
When Wenjuan first arrived in Linyuan County, she was a simple little girl. She spoke an unknown dialect and was bullied by a group of street gangsters in the alley. She happened to meet the young and energetic Yuan Xudong and rescued her from the gangsters.
came out.
Later, Yuan's mother saw that she was pitiful and took her into the house as a maid.
Cigu had lived in the same house with her for two years, so she was naturally very familiar with her dialect and could immediately react to her dialect.
"It seems to be singing seducing souls, don't block the road, etc. It's been a long time, and I can't understand some of the sentences."
Cigu's heart was beating fast, and she had a vague suspicion in her mind, but she wasn't sure.
Although the old lady did an excellent job in her marriage with Yuan Xudong, she was not treated badly in other places. For a country girl who came from nowhere, her food and clothing expenses were almost as much as those of other young ladies.
How could she be treated like this in any other family?
Just as she was wondering, Shen Qingqing touched her arm and said, "Aunt Ci, please go and call Yuan Xudong over. Keep your voice down and don't disturb others."
Ci Gu nodded, turned around and left quickly.
At this time, the singing and the strong wind in the room stopped, and the paper figures were scattered all over the bed. A transparent figure pulled out of Yuan Mu's body and sat on the bed with a dull face and dull eyes.
This is the living soul of Mother Yuan.
Shen Qingqing put one hand on the window lattice and was about to turn over and jump in when a woman's voice sounded in the room again. This time she understood it.
"Auntie, forget the unpleasantness of the past."
"I am the most suitable woman for Xudong in the world. I am the daughter-in-law sent to you by God."
The woman kept repeating these two sentences over and over again...
Mother Yuan listened to the voice in her ears like a puppet, without any reaction from beginning to end. In the end, the woman became anxious and raised her voice and said, "Say something. Say, 'Wenjuan is my good daughter-in-law.'
ah!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yuan's mother's soul flashed back into her body. It seemed that Wen Juan was not capable enough and could only delay it for so long.
Shen Qingqing was speechless after hearing this. She went to great lengths to set up the formation, just to call out the soul of life and read a few words into her ears.
It's so poignant that it makes you want to laugh.
After the living soul returned to its true form, the paper figures scattered on the bed slowly got up, still led by the paper figure who led the way, and lined up to climb up the half-open window lattice.
When Yuan Xudong arrived, most of the paper figures were gone, with only one straggler left spinning around in the window like a headless fly.
Shen Qingqing pushed the door in and picked up the paper man. The moment his fingers touched the paper man, the paper man that was spinning back and forth instantly lost its vitality and turned into an ordinary piece of yellow paper.
Yuan Xudong was still unaware of the situation in front of him. He looked at the yellow paper in her hand and asked with a playful smile: "Have you changed your career? You don't think catching ghosts and telling fortunes is fun, so you are making paper figurines instead?"
Shen Qingqing raised her arm and covered his forehead with the paper man, "Take a good look at who stabbed this paper man, you are a big injustice."
The voice she spoke was a little loud, which woke up Yuan's mother from her sleep.
Mother Yuan sat up holding the bed board, sweat dripping from her forehead, and her face was as pale as paper, "What happened? Why are you all here?"
Shen Qingqing walked to the bed and asked her: "Aunt, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Mother Yuan touched her heart and gasped: "I feel a little dizzy and a little panicked. I have this old problem. It should be fine."
"Sister-in-law, please go to the kitchen and boil a pot of hot tea for my aunt. Also, put out the incense in the room and ventilate it."
After telling Ci Gu, Shen Qingqing turned her head and glanced sideways at Yuan Xudong, "Let's go and talk to your little Juanjuan about life." This chapter has been completed!