The Malachite curse 6 : I know who killed Cuifen 15 August 2025
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Eu-Meh increased the pressure on Chow’s shoulders as this latter stopped in her tracks and turned around to face her.
- Don’t turn, don’t attract anyone’s attention, said Eu-Meh - What do you mean you know who killed Cuifen, said Chow - I said I think I know who killed her, though I am not certain - Tell me now, I cannot wait to hear this - Promise me first that you will not do anything as I only have a suspicion, not a certainty on who the killer is - Tell me, tell me or I will go mad - Calm down Chow, people are starting to stare at us - Let us go to your house and talk then
Chow could hardly contain her impatience and it was now her who was leading the way towards Eu-Meh’s house. She glanced back and saw Ju-Long scowling at them and she wondered if it was him, Eu-Meh’s nephew who had done it. She knew how hot headed the boy could be despite all of his aunt’s efforts in raising him to be a good young man. She had also overheard him speaking to his aunt of his aspirations regarding Cuifen and wondered if he had killed her in a fit of rage after she had refused his love. She too knew that Cuifen wanted to go to the big city and make a name for herself as a singer. Other people who had heard of Cuifen’s aspirations thought it a scandal but Chow had always wanted Cuifen to remain free-spirited and not weighed down by tradition like she had been, having to endure a lifetime of beatings because she could not divorce her husband. She would never have let anything similar happen to her beloved daughter but all of that was so far away now.
Chow’s shoulders heaved and she started to cry again, her ugly and usually expressionless face contorted into a hideously sorrowful mask as she let out a wail that seemed to never end. Eu-Meh grabbed her again by the shoulders and half-dragged, half-hauled her to her house. As soon as they entered, Eu-Meh removed her and Chow’s shoes and pulled Chow towards the kitchen. She sat her in front of the fire that she had left burning and prepared some tea for both of them. Chow was prostrate again, her eyes staring emptily at the fire in front of her. Eu-Meh thrust a cup of tea into Chow’s hands and slowly put her fingers around the cup so that she could actually hold it. Chow seemed to slowly emerge from her lethargy and looked at Eu-Meh with renewed tears in her eyes.
- Who was it, she said - I told you I think I know who it is but I am not sure. Do you remember Fang, the little girl who used to come and play with Ju-Long when he first came to my house after his mother died? - I am not sure, what does she look like? - It is the young girl whom you might have seen at my house when I first introduced Cuifen to Ju-Long. She was also at the burial today, sitting just behind Ju-Long. A young girl whose braided hair was topped with jasmine and peonies. - Why would she want to kill Cuifen? Why now? - I think she never forgave Cuifen for stealing away Ju-Long’s heart. After he had met Cuifen, he never bothered to meet with Fang again and every time he received written messages or gifts from her he just threw them away in front of the door. I have seen her many times cry when she saw those discarded items and have scolded him many times for being so cruel to her but he could not care for anybody else than Cuifen. She was his whole life. - Why would she kill her now if not before? - The night of Cuifen’s murder, Ju-Long had come back home in a very sombre mood. He looked so angry that I later thought that maybe he had killed Cuifen but it was not the case. I overheard him some days ago fighting with Fang and he was telling her that whatever she had done, it would not make him love her as he would always love Cuifen and not her even though Cuifen was dead. - So did Fang tell him she killed Cuifen? - No, but from what I heard, she had seen him watching Cuifen and Ming-Hoa in what he thought was an embrace, not realising that Ming-Hoa had actually assaulted Cuifen. When he had started retreating, disgusted and angry, she popped out of her hiding place and tried to take his hand but he had broken away and started running towards his home. Later on, she had told him that Cuifen had not been embracing Ming-Hoa and that, on the contrary, she had been struggling to get rid of him before he covered her mouth to stifle her cries and caused her to faint. - I still don’t understand. Why did she kill Cuifen and how did she do that? - I think that she had tried initially to help Cuifen by pulling away Ming-Hoa by his hair and hitting him on the head. It might be that later, on seeing Cuifen lying still and helpless, she decided to get rid of her rival in order to win back Ju-Long’s heart.
Chow jumped up with amazing agility for her age and started to run towards the door. Eu-Meh realised that she meant to go and attack Fang and rushed towards the door blocking Chow’s exit. The two women stood face to face, one with her face contorted with rage and the other with dismay that she could be the reason why Chow might commit a murder. She would have to find a way to calm her down although she realised it was going to be very hard to reason with Chow now…
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A couple of weeks ago, I went to the circle in the spiritualist centre of the town I live in. This was the first time I went to such a meeting and I was surprised when I got messages for one of the people in the group. I had experienced seeing ghosts as a child but I had never received disincarnate messages that were so precise and unrelated to something I could actually see. The lady for whom the messages were intended said that 95% of what she received through me was accurate and she expected that some of the messages were going to be useful in dealing with a certain relationship in the fall.
Like when I was a child and had finally realised that what I saw was a ghost and not a living person, this time too I was hesitant to re-establish a bond with the spirit world that transcended the mere sphere of dreaming. Indeed, I had had - since a young age - dreams of myself being a priestess in ancient Egypt and while I did not remit what it was as a child, I found out during my adolescence the meaning of the symbols I saw in my dreams. Some of the dreams in my adulthood and later years included myself speaking words that I later found out to be from ancient Egypt.
The experience I had lately was compounded by the words of a medium who spoke about my ability for healing and emphasized that I was to establish a greater bond with the spirit world. In order to re-assess the scope of what was happening and also to create some distance or space for me to be able to decide how to move forward, I decided to pause my visits to the circle. Indeed, this circle was meant for individuals who wanted to develop their inner gifts and while I had gone there to increase my ability to heal, I ended up with something that was quite different from what I expected.
The medium, whom I had been in contact with during the regular Thursday meetings of the centre, had mentioned that I was using in my healing information that I was getting from the spirit world and was blending this with the healing that I had been trained to do (Pranic healing and Reiki) as well as with the natural abilities I had. I knew of these natural abilities as they had helped heal my father earlier – before I even knew that I had the ability to heal. It therefore seemed that even though I was not consciously aware of it, I was already getting messages from the spirit world and using it in my healing, which meant that I could also use these messages to communicate important matters to the living around me.
I will be off work this week as I took time off to be with my sons who are visiting me from Geneva but I intend to attend the Wednesday circle meeting to see how things evolve. If I start getting more and more messages like the first time I attended the circle, then I guess I will leave it to develop into an actual mediumship ability, the spirit world willing. I will write more about this as things evolve one way or the other.
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