See the Law of Deception

Chapter 222 Heredity (28)

Time slips away silently, footsteps follow like a shadow, and memories are beyond our control.
What do these things actually represent?
Lu Jinzhao didn't think about it too deeply.

Considering what Tian Lei said, she unknowingly fell into memories, so Lu Jinzhao temporarily focused on "controlling her thoughts".

I'm counting, silently counting the seconds in my mind.

They also decided to immediately bring their ideas back if they noticed them starting to stray.

If she couldn't do it, then it can only mean that something forcibly controlled her, causing her to fall into memories—that is, a ghost.

Tianlei's description could alert her in advance, but if she was alert in advance and still fell into the trap, then the problem would be much bigger.

That means that for the platform, the mission, or the ghost behind it all, this is a necessary step.

[Silence] continued to operate, and if it were just ordinary conscious guidance, it wouldn't even cause Lu Jinzhao's thoughts to deviate in the slightest.

But as she counted round after round, and reached the number 12 again, she suddenly remembered that a lot had happened that year.

She fell seriously ill again, but after recovering, her health improved, and she was no different from other normal people her age.

What illness did I have back then?

Lu Jinzhao couldn't quite remember.

But at this moment, she seemed to be instilled with some kind of obsession; the more she couldn't remember, the more she wanted to recall.

Something was helping her recall things. Memories that seemed to have been erased were gradually returning. Lu Jinzhao slowly remembered that it was something like... a very serious infectious disease?

She could only lie in bed all day, suffering from frequent high fevers and delirium.

I feel weak in my limbs and my whole body aches. And every now and then, blood will spill from my mouth, nose, ears, and even my eyes.

Her skin also became exceptionally fragile; it would crack as easily as a film of water on pudding if touched.

She was often sick, and when she was sick, it seemed like it would never end. Even so, that particular illness was too much for her young daughter to bear.

Her parents were extremely worried about this.

She needs to drink a lot of medicine every day, and something else too.
Looking back now, Lu Jinzhao feels like he was slowly rotting away.

Even though he was still alive, his body was decaying step by step.

Her parents tried many methods to stop this corruption.

This illness lasted for a full three months.

For three whole months, she lay on that bed, helplessly staring at the ceiling. Sometimes, her vision would become blurred with blood, and she would lose hearing when blood flowed from her ears.

She hadn't eaten any food; all she drank every day was medicinal liquid.

Looking back now, it seems a bit strange.

Doctors and hospitals do not exist in my memory.

Why wasn't she taken to the hospital for such a serious illness? At this level, she would probably have been immediately admitted to the intensive care unit.

Moreover, her memory tells her that it was an infectious disease, but who infected her?
Why only her?

Was it really a serious infectious disease?

Memory doesn't seem to be entirely reliable.

How did she recover?
It seems that one day, I drank a bowl of medicine that my mother carefully brought in.

That bowl of medicine was very strange.

At that time, Lu Jinzhao had almost lost her sense of taste and smell, but the moment the bowl of medicine was brought in, she immediately smelled and felt that fishy, ​​indescribable odor.

A wave of indescribable nausea surged through her, and she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit, as if she wanted to vomit up her liver as well.

But what followed was a secret desire that she herself was unaware of.

That bowl of medicine made her feel both incredibly disgusted and repulsed, yet it also stirred a longing within her.

When the medicine was brought to her lips, Lu Jinzhao's brain could no longer think. She obediently opened her mouth, or perhaps some instinct made her open her mouth urgently, and then swallowed.

She drank the bowl of "medicine" made of some unknown substance, not leaving a single drop.

The medicine seems to have changed.

At least, it doesn't taste as disgusting as it does.

It might even taste good. Otherwise, why would she feel a tightness in her throat and a faint longing arise in her heart when she recalls it now?

She felt that she had been greedy at the time.

However, she fell asleep quickly after taking the medicine.

It was a peaceful sleep I hadn't had in a long time.

After waking up from a nap, she suddenly felt better.

The discomfort in her body gradually subsided, her sense of taste, smell and hearing gradually returned, her skin no longer easily ulcerated, and she no longer had a high fever.

In just two or three days, she was able to get out of bed.

It's practically a miracle drug.

But she quickly forgot about it.

It seems that because she was so ill, the persistent high fever made her unable to remember what happened when she fell ill.

Why did you suddenly remember it again?
“Yes.” Lu Jinzhao suddenly asked, puzzled, “Why am I thinking about these things now?”

She finally realized that she, too, had been lost in memories.

Even though the [Silence] was in effect and she was on high alert, she still fell into her memories without any warning.

"It seems that memories are an inescapable part of life."

"But why?"

What Tian Lei recalls is the event that marked a major turning point in her life.

And what Lu Jinzhao recalled was also this kind of thing.

After all, that illness almost cost her her life. After she recovered, her life took a major turn, and her health improved.

She became a normal person.

Are ghosts spying on the most important period of our lives?

What are we going to use it for?
This was their turning point, and to put it bluntly, it's the reason they've survived to this day.

Lu Jinzhao realized that this might be too dangerous.

The memories are over; what needs to come is taking steps.

Lu Jinzhao walked silently along the road, but no matter how long she walked, she never heard the footsteps that Tian Lei had mentioned.

Although Lu Jinzhao's expression didn't change much, Yangpi seemed to sense something and reappeared after a long absence.

What just occurred to you?

Lu Jinzhao didn't answer, but immediately asked in return, "Do you know what just happened?"

Sheepskin did not answer.

It became silent and strange again.

It seems that once she entered this death platform, Yangpi became taciturn again, and apart from mocking her once before, she never appeared again.

Why are they suddenly popping up again?

It wanted to know what it had just recalled.
Lu Jinzhao changed her question: "Do you want to know what I was thinking just now?"

【In no mood】

Do not believe.

"Then I won't say anything," Lu Jinzhao said indifferently.

【? 】

【Then tell me】

It's not that we can't give it a listen.

Lu Jinzhao's lips twitched, swallowing the word "idiot" that had risen to his throat, and calmly suggested, "Then let's exchange."

(End of this chapter)