See the Law of Deception

Chapter 105 Inheritance (11)

"Where is Fu Xuesheng?" It was almost midnight. Huo Ye looked at the time and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Forget it, let's not wait for her, let's go inside first."

Others have no objection.

They had some idea of ​​what Fu Xuesheng might have done.

Seeing that it was almost time, the group went into the room.

The "master's" flesh and blood were rotting beyond recognition, and the stench permeated the entire room. The wooden table in the center of the room was in a particularly gruesome state.

But the four people who entered the room remained expressionless, as if they had only witnessed an extremely ordinary scene.

Lu Jinzhao sighed. Sure enough, people who stay on the platform for too long will become very strange in their mental state and find it difficult to maintain a normal mindset.

An envelope sits on the filthy table.

The group had some guesses about today's task. The only remaining step in making the shadow puppets was assembly, so today's task would most likely be that as well.

Their guesses likely came after assembly was complete.

Although Lu Jinzhao was not familiar with Class B platforms, this was, after all, a high-level platform, and one that Yangpi might have tampered with to increase the difficulty of. She couldn't possibly be indifferent to it.

As always, Zhong Sui picked up the envelope, opened it, took out the slip of paper, and read the words on it aloud.

"Congratulations, my dear disciples. You have completed most of the trials. Now, there is only one last challenge: assemble the shadow puppets and bring them before me to show them to me. Whoever does it first will receive my inheritance."

After Zhong Sui finished reading, even Huo Ye, who usually had excellent self-control, couldn't help but show a hint of seriousness.

"This is... the final stage?"

This was quite beyond their expectations.

However, everyone present knew very well that this final trial would probably not be easy to pass.

The first thing they were presented with was this letter, written by their "master".

But their "master's" body had almost been chopped into mincemeat, so how could he have written this letter?

Moreover, the master asked them to bring the finished shadow puppets to him, but where exactly is "in front of him"?
In front of this pile of minced meat?
Even Lu Jinzhao, who has the least experience, felt that it couldn't be that simple.

Not to mention, even during the process of making shadow puppets, they realized that this thing was not simple, and they all knew in their hearts that it was best not to actually make it.

The necessary condition for completing the task is that shadow puppets must be made.

Once completed, no one can say for sure what might happen. It's uncertain whether one will even survive to bring the finished shadow puppet to their master.

"This is the real test, everyone. Good luck."

Zhong Sui spoke slowly, and then she left the room first.

Fu Xuesheng did not appear in the room from beginning to end. Lu Jinzhao was somewhat concerned about her current state. After confirming that the contents of the letter were no different from Zhong Sui's dictation, she left and went to Fu Xuesheng's room.

If this were a Class C instance, she would most likely assume that her teammate was dead, but Fu Xuesheng was a Class II passenger, and Lu Jinzhao did not believe that she would die like that.

Sure enough, when she arrived at Fu Xuesheng's room, she saw the door open and Fu Xuesheng still alive, but seemingly not in good health.

The reason I say this is simply because she looks terribly disheveled right now.

Her clothes were soaked with a lot of blood. There were obvious wounds on her neck and exposed wrists. The wounds looked like they were cut by someone strangling her neck and limbs with fishing line. They were very deep. The wounds on her neck were okay, but the one on her wrist almost cut through most of her flesh.

She had clearly heard Lu Jinzhao approaching, and with some difficulty, she lifted her eyelids to look at him. Lu Jinzhao stood outside the door without going in, and simply asked, "Are you alright?" Fu Xuesheng looked extremely disheveled, but as a passenger, she clearly had her own trump card. Even though she was seriously injured, she could still speak lightly, "I'm fine, at least I'm not dead."

"Can you tell me what happened?" Lu Jinzhao was very direct; it would be foolish to waste time talking nonsense at this moment.

Fu Xuesheng nodded upon hearing this: "Tell me about today's task and your discovery."

After stating her request, and seeing that Lu Jinzhao agreed, she said:

"My plan for today was to finish the task late and see what would happen. So when 12 o'clock came, I still left the last stroke of the coloring unfinished."

"However, I sensed something was wrong before the deadline arrived."

"I don't know if you've noticed, but something seems off about this shadow puppet."

"My instinct was not to complete it, and I think the decision to do it was also a way of testing the waters."

"As I continued to work on the coloring, the closer it got to midnight, the more uneasy I felt. By 11 o'clock, I realized that something was wrong with the shadow puppet."

"I can't explain exactly what's wrong with it, you know? It's a feeling."

At this point, Fu Xuesheng's expression became somewhat confused and conflicted. That strange feeling was like an illusion, but she was certain it wasn't.

It's as if something that was originally ordinary becomes increasingly terrifying in her eyes, but what exactly is terrifying about it?
She couldn't tell.

I just felt that this thing was very strange.

Lu Jinzhao could understand her feelings to some extent, after all, she also found the shadow puppetry very eerie.

"Around 11 or 12 o'clock, suddenly, a gust of wind blew in outside my door."

Then, my door was suddenly opened.

"But there was no one outside, nothing at all."

Fu Xuesheng's narration reminded Lu Jinzhao of the unusual thing she noticed outside her master's room; at that time, the door had also gently swayed.

Now she was certain that something unseen had left her master's room and come to Fu Xuesheng's place.

"Then."

"After midnight, my shadow puppet suddenly started moving."

When Fu Xuesheng said this, her tone was relatively calm, but Lu Jinzhao could tell from her pupils and expression that her mood was definitely not calm. However, as a second-class passenger, she was already able to calm herself down well after experiencing the terrorist incident.

"Did it attack you?" Lu Jinzhao asked.

"Yes and no," Fu Xuesheng said hesitantly.

"I think that what attacked me was not the shadow puppet itself, but it did use the shadow puppet as a means of attack."

She carefully recalled the scene at that time.

"The shadow puppet moved. First, it raised its hand, as if picking up something. Then, its other hand drew circles, grasping the object and encircling it."

"It looked at me as if it had its own thoughts, and moved its head from side to side."

Then, with both hands, they pulled sharply—

“My neck and limbs were bound and cut open by an invisible thread.”