See the Law of Deception

Chapter 211 Heredity (17)

Soon it was Tian Lei's turn. Lu Jinzhao watched her leave the room. The window was open, and she could see Tian Lei's back as she walked steadily toward the ancestral hall, though she was nervous.

Lu Jinzhao glanced at it once and then looked away, focusing more on the warehouse next to her.

The warehouse was left with only three people. One of them had already gone to the ancestral hall and returned very quietly. Lu Jinzhao saw his relieved figure through the open window.

Since nightfall, intermittent whispers could be heard from the warehouse. Lu Jinzhao's sense of taste was worse than before, but her hearing and vision were more acute. She could hear anxious and confused voices coming from next door. After her teammates successfully completed the mission and talked to him, fear gradually crept into that confusion and anxiety.

He learned more about the importance of the "memorial tablet" from the messages brought back by his teammates.

After all, if simply removing the memorial tablet from one's body can attract "ghosts," what will happen to someone like him who doesn't have a memorial tablet?

Xu Ming was filled with unease. He couldn't sleep for two nights in a row. Now, seeing another teammate return alive from the ancestral hall, even though he looked a little disheveled, he still held tightly to the memorial tablet in his hand. Xu Ming felt even more uneasy.

The mission made his teammates realize just how important memorial tablets were, but he didn't have that kind of understanding.

His gaze kept falling on the tablets his teammates were clutching tightly. Perhaps his eyes betrayed something, because soon he sensed a warning look in their eyes.

That was a warning from the increasingly unfriendly gaze of the top-ranking member of the team.

Xu Ming felt indignant, but he still lowered his head and averted his gaze.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered getting a memorial tablet from somewhere; it was just that people from other cities seemed to know which city's residents hadn't received one. When they saw him, even if they weren't sure who from their city hadn't received a tablet, they would tacitly be wary of him.

He really didn't have many good opportunities to make a move.

Prior to this, he hadn't considered targeting the people in his own city. After all, everyone knew each other, and they would likely have to work together at this station. Plus, with a top-tier officer present, he had some reservations.
But I can't worry about that now.

He didn't know how much time he had left. Tonight's mission hit him like a ton of bricks, making him realize that he shouldn't abide by any human rules or morals anymore. He was dying, and he had to do whatever it took.

Xu Ming silently lay down on his bed. He didn't look at his two teammates anymore, but instead curled up against the wall.

His teammates stopped offering him empty words of comfort, and the atmosphere in the small warehouse seemed to freeze.

Soon, his teammates also lay down. The lights in the warehouse were still on, and Xu Ming could hear his teammates turning over from time to time. For some reason, he had a premonition that they were not actually asleep.

Why aren't you sleeping?

Didn't I still manage to get some sleep last night?

Is it because you don't trust him?
Perhaps it was because of his different state of mind, but a large number of uncontrollable thoughts began to surface in Xu Ming's mind.

These thoughts led him into a dark abyss.

He was powerless to resist.

The village was quiet at night; even the chirping of insects only added to the unique rural atmosphere. But lying in bed, Xu Ming couldn't find any sense of security in this otherwise peaceful environment. The chaotic thoughts in his mind had actually calmed down somewhat over time. Perhaps because he had thought too much and hadn't slept for too long, Xu Ming felt his brain was foggy, like a lump of mush. Apart from those extreme thoughts, his thought processes were always blocked, making him feel strained and unwilling to continue thinking.

Even so, he noticed something.

Was this warehouse that cold last night?

The season at this station is clearly not winter.
The blanket covering him also felt a bit uncomfortable, as it seemed damp. Was it because it had been piled up for too long and gotten damp?
He unconsciously pulled the blanket tighter around himself, trying to gain some warmth, but, perhaps it was just his imagination, he felt that the dampness was more pronounced after he wrapped the blanket tighter, and it even felt a little sticky.

My breathing started to become difficult, perhaps because I was wrapped in the blanket too tightly?
In a daze, Xu Ming felt extremely tired, his eyes were hard to open, but the feeling of being unable to breathe made him instinctively want to break free of the "restraint". He began to try to push off the blanket wrapped around him, but the process was not smooth. The blanket became very slippery, and his hands were also a little weak.

The blanket was wrapped tighter and tighter, like a python coiled around him, and Xu Ming felt as if he couldn't breathe.
Large beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face began to turn blue and purple. If anyone saw him, they would find that he was just lying normally on his side on the bed, with the blanket spread out on his body in an ordinary way. However, Xu Ming seemed to be bound by something and choked by something. He closed his eyes tightly and his expression was extremely struggling. Except for his face, he was completely calm.

weird.

A bizarre scene, unnoticed by anyone, is unfolding in this warehouse.

Xu Ming's consciousness gradually faded.

His mind was as if it were locked in a small, oppressive, and dark room. He could only struggle instinctively and could not recall any of the abilities or items he possessed as a passenger.

But his struggles didn't last long. Gradually, he could no longer exert any strength, and his breathing gradually weakened. Xu Ming belatedly realized that he seemed to be dying.

A feeling of helplessness overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, and the last glimmer of light before Xu Ming's eyes vanished.

The next second, a violent, panic-like gasp suddenly echoed through the quiet warehouse.

The sound came from Xu Ming's location.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead already soaked with sweat. He stared wide-eyed at his surroundings, bewildered and uncertain.

Xu Ming's heavy breathing continued for a while before his oxygen-deprived brain slowly resumed functioning.

He was still reeling from the shock he had just experienced, and his body, hidden under the covers, was trembling uncontrollably.

Is he still alive?

Xu Ming felt two pairs of eyes on his back. His two teammates were watching him warily, observing why he was suddenly breathing so frightenedly.

Xu Ming had no time to pay attention to them at the moment; his mind was completely focused on everything that had just happened.

--Dream?

No, it's not a dream, he must be being targeted by a ghost!
(End of this chapter)