See the Law of Deception

Chapter 107 Inheritance (13)

After saying goodbye to Fu Xuesheng, Lu Jinzhao returned to her room.

She first checked the condition of the shadow puppet and her own human skin. The shadow puppet was quietly inside the toolbox and looked harmless.

Her human skin still needs some time to dry in the shade, and at least, Lu Jinzhao feels that she probably won't be the first to finish making it.

But she still didn't show any signs of anxiety.

Sheep Skin probably knew that speaking would reveal unnecessary information to Lu Jinzhao, so he remained extremely silent throughout the entire process, except for appearing once when provoked by Lu Jinzhao.

At that moment, Lu Jinzhao took out the sheepskin, looked at it, and placed it next to the shadow puppet. Suddenly, he asked, "Do you need this?"

Sheepskin showed considerable interest in the contents of the iron box, though she didn't know what it contained, she figured it was probably related to the train or ghosts.

In that case, I wonder if the sheepskin needs anything else?
Of course, if the sheepskin really wanted it, she definitely wouldn't give it to her; this was just a test.

As Lu Jinzhao had predicted, even though Yangpi wanted to remain indifferent, it couldn't hold back because Lu Jinzhao was deliberately causing trouble.

Do you think I'll eat any kind of garbage?!

"Then what do you want the things in the iron box for?" Lu Jinzhao asked casually.

Sheepskin fell silent again.

However, she has already gotten the answer she wanted.

The foolish sheep thought it could hide the truth by keeping quiet, but the phrase "eats all kinds of garbage" had already given it away.

It wanted to eat the contents of the metal box.

They even coveted the sheepskin, and even lost their minds by exposing it directly to Lu Jinzhao. What's inside must be extraordinary.

Lu Jinzhao was still unsure whether the sheepskin's covetousness for the contents of the iron box was simply due to the object's power or for some other reason, but she was certain that the sheepskin could not be used as a "talisman" to suppress the shadow puppet.

Sheepskin is always happy to see itself die; it will suppress the wooden box, most likely because of a "transaction".

One-third of her soul already belonged to the sheepskin. Although she could still control her body, in the eyes of the wooden box, she seemed not to be entirely herself. The part of her soul that had been tainted by the sheepskin through the transaction had become a tool for her to bully others.

After all, the sheepskin had no intention of helping her; it was the wooden box that sensed the sheepskin's presence and chickened out.

But the ghosts inside the platform obviously wouldn't care about all that, and they hadn't reached any deal or contract with her, and the sheepskin was even less likely to help her.

It's already a blessing that they didn't cheat her.

Therefore, Lu Jinzhao did not dare to use the same method as she had used on the wooden box to try to suppress the human skin with sheepskin. In fact, she did not dare to let the sheepskin come into too much contact with these things, for who knows if it would do something wrong.
After putting the sheepskin back into his pocket, Lu Jinzhao turned his attention back to the shadow puppet, which was almost finished and only required assembly.

Even though its limbs were broken and scattered on the table, Lu Jinzhao felt that it was "alive" just by looking at it.

However, it doesn't have bones yet; it needs something to support its movement.

Assembly was impossible right now, so Lu Jinzhao did nothing but sit at the workbench and wait until night fell.

She dared not rest because she did not know her teammates. She did not know if any of them would be unable to restrain themselves and want to do something tonight.

Therefore, she had to stay awake, just in case.

Even late at night, candles are lit throughout the old house. Through the darkness and the blurry windows, the shadows of the trees, the furniture projected onto the windows, and the occasional fleeting figures all seem to be a play being performed on a shadow puppet screen.

Time slowly passed 12 o'clock, and the mansion was completely silent.

Lu Jinzhao watched the flame on the candlestick flicker slightly, paused for a moment, and then turned his gaze back to the workbench.

The shadow puppetry at night seemed a bit more dangerous, and she dared not look away for too long. The flame on the candlestick suddenly flickered, causing the light and shadow in the room to tremble. Lu Jinzhao's intuition made her frown, and she looked up at the candlestick. Then, through the candlestick, she saw the window behind her.

There, a shadow appeared out of nowhere.

A shadow, as tall as a person and as long as a person.

It stood there silently, and from its silhouette, it seemed to be staring into the room.

Lu Jinzhao tensed up, his hands clenched into fists, and his mind immediately became alert.

What's outside the window?
Who?
He came to her room without saying a word in the middle of the night. Was it his teammate?

Or something else?
Thanks to her past experiences, Lu Jinzhao is no longer terrified and her mind goes blank when she encounters such strange things. She only experiences a momentary erratic heartbeat before quickly regaining her composure under the control of reason.

She dared not move rashly; the shadow was right outside the door, and she had nowhere to run.

Her breathing became faint, as Lu Jinzhao restrained herself from making any noise.

Perhaps because they didn't see what they wanted to see, the shadow outside the door couldn't hold back any longer and started to move.

He took a few steps forward.

I walked from the window to the door.

At this moment, Lu Jinzhao finally realized that something was wrong with the house.

The windows were a continuous row, all made of paper like curtains, and she could clearly see the thing outside walking from the window to the door.

Although only a black shadow could be seen, his unfamiliar clothing, wide sleeves, and stiff movements made him seem less like a living person and more like one.
The shadow puppets hiding behind the curtain.

Lu Jinzhao watched as "he" raised his hand, the movement still stiff and mechanical, and then...
--knock
--knock
He knocked on the door.

Lu Jinzhao dared not respond, but he was prepared and waiting for the next move of the thing outside the door.

But for some reason, perhaps because some condition was not met, "he" only knocked on the door but did not break it down.

Seemingly realizing that the door wouldn't open, they stopped knocking.

However, judging from the figure's movements, "he" was still looking inside the house.

Lu Jinzhao felt her palms were slightly damp; she knew it was because she was very nervous.

Her heart was racing; she couldn't control it and it was completely calm. Her muscles were tense, ready to spring into action.

He looked for a long time until he was sure that he could not enter the door today. Then, his head turned strangely in another direction, and his body slowed down a step to follow the instructions and slowly left Lu Jinzhao's door.

Throughout the entire process, Lu Jinzhao did not hear any footsteps.

Even any human voice.

"They left."

Realizing this, she breathed a slight sigh of relief, then, remembering that she hadn't had time to pay attention to the shadow puppets at all, she suddenly turned back to look at the workbench.

The shadow puppets, which had been scattered on the table, somehow managed to reassemble themselves into human shapes.

Even though it was lying expressionless on the table, Lu Jinzhao felt that it had been watching him just now.

With an almost expectant gaze.

My strange sleep schedule is making me so sleepy I'm starting to feel foggy-headed.