See the Law of Deception

Chapter 32 Out of Control (13)

Wei Ling looked at her in disbelief: "You have it?"

Xu Ruolin was startled by her suddenly raised voice, her body trembled for a moment, but she nodded: "Yes, yes."

"Then why don't you use it yourself?"

Instead, they were scared out of their wits like this?
Xu Ruolin's voice trembled: "How was I supposed to know it was a hallucination? I thought you were all crazy!"

"Besides, the cost is too high, I don't want to use it."

Her words left Wei Ling speechless.

"You mean this is useful?"

"If I hallucinate again, can you remind me and I'll use it?"

Xu Ruolin seemed to be completely terrified. Unable to rely on Lu Jinzhao, she thought of relying on Wei Ling.

Wei Ling naturally didn't resist the supernatural items that were offered to her. She nodded and said, "When I tell you to use them, don't hesitate, use them immediately, understand?"

Xu Ruolin nodded.

With this "guarantee," Wei Ling felt much more at ease, and even the suffocating feeling in the oppressive atmosphere dissipated considerably.

With Wei Ling as her support, Xu Ruolin's mental state seemed to stabilize considerably, and she stopped uttering those meaningless ramblings.

The ancestral hall fell silent once again.

It was already late at night, and the area outside the ancestral hall was pitch black. The torches borrowed from the villagers had burned out.

The moment the flames went out, the ancestral hall was plunged into darkness.

Only the ever-burning lamp on the altar provided a faint light, preventing the place from being completely plunged into darkness.

There was silence.

Only now did Wei Ling fully realize just how quiet Qu Township really was.

It was so quiet that, apart from their breathing, there was no sound of death.

In the darkness, several breaths rose and fell.

--call
--call
--call
Slightly to the left and further away, that should be Lu Jinzhao's breathing, steady and calm, just like her.

Slightly to the right, with a slightly hurried pace and occasional loss of rhythm, is Xu Ruolin.

The extinguishing of the torch probably made her feel slightly insecure, and she would panic from time to time.

The one behind had a long exhalation sound, but almost no inhalation sound.
wrong.

Wei Ling froze, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead.

The one in the back?

Who was behind her?
At that moment, Wei Ling felt her body go slightly weak, a physiological reaction to extreme fear.

She gritted her teeth, remembering what Lu Jinzhao had said, and suddenly turned her head to look behind her!

In the dim candlelight, she saw that there was nothing behind her.

没 人
Where did that breathing sound come from?
--call
Like a ghost, a faint breath came from Wei Ling's right ear, exactly the same breath that had been behind her just now.

She felt a chill run down her spine and immediately turned to look at the source of the aura.

Nothing.

Cold sweat kept sliding down her forehead. Wei Ling realized that Xu Ruolin was not lying.

A ghost has come in looking for them.

It seems I'm the first one being targeted.

The ghostly voice appeared behind him again. Wei Ling turned around abruptly and saw only the neatly arranged ancestral tablets and offering table.

On the offering table, an ever-burning lamp barely maintains the dim light inside the ancestral hall.

--call.

A long, distinct exhalation sound came from behind.

The next moment, the lights went out.

The ghost blew out the only light source in the room.

Wei Ling was plunged into darkness.

All light and sound disappeared, and she gradually could no longer hear Lu Jinzhao and Xu Ruolin's breathing.

It felt as if the world had shrunk to just him and the ghost lurking in the shadows!
Fear gripped her, and in the pitch-black darkness, Wei Ling's reason crumbled.

"I'll die." She was absolutely certain.

She's being targeted by a ghost; perhaps she's about to die.

Do you need to use supernatural items?
"No, that's not right!" Wei Ling suddenly came to her senses.

hallucinations!

This might be a hallucination!
"Xu Ruolin, now use your supernatural items!" she shouted suddenly, not caring whether Xu Ruolin could hear her or not.

Fortunately, it seems that ghosts can only create illusions and cannot block out her voice.

The next moment, she heard a snap of fingers, and then the darkness in front of her gradually dissipated. She saw Xu Ruolin looking at her with a worried expression: "Are you alright?" "You scared me just now!"

"But I heard you calling me, so I used a supernatural item."

Wei Ling looked at the offering table. The ever-burning lamp was still burning and had not been blown out. She breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the hallucination was dissipating.

wrong.

Why is the flame of the eternal lamp getting brighter and brighter?

The flames grew brighter and brighter, and the flames rose higher and higher. Before long, the flames ignited the ancestral hall.

“What’s going on?” Wei Ling took a few steps back, moving away from the flames, even though she couldn’t feel any heat from them.

“It’s okay, this is just the hallucination dissipating.” Xu Ruolin seemed used to it: “When my hallucinations dissipate after using my paranormal items, there are very obvious abnormalities to remind me that it was a hallucination.”

"But...hasn't the hallucination already dissipated?"

The darkness has receded, so what's the situation now?
Are there hallucinations present that you're unaware of?!
The ashes from the fire fell from above the shrine. In the ashes, which resembled snow, the shrine gradually twisted and deformed. The materials of the ground and walls changed, objects dissipated and then merged back together, eventually returning to its original form.

A cold, dark altar.

The human-shaped statue stood in front of the two women, gazing at them.

".altar?!"

Xu Ruolin exclaimed in disbelief, "How could this be an altar?!"

Wei Ling also wanted to ask.

How could this be an altar?

She turned her head and then saw a horrifying scene.

Corpses were everywhere.

Those companions she thought had escaped the ancestral hall were lying dead on the ground.

"We've been tricked!" Xu Ruolin's voice broke down.

"This isn't an ancestral hall at all! They're all dead. Next, it'll be our turn!"

Wei Ling's mind was buzzing; she could barely think, but she still tried her best to keep from collapsing.

"No, we're not dead yet, we still have a chance."

“Yes.” Xu Ruolin suddenly perked up and said, “The ghosts deceived us with illusions, making us think we were in the ancestral hall, but now the illusion has been broken, and we can go to the real ancestral hall!”

"Run!" Xu Ruolin said, and started running.

Wei Ling landed behind her. For some reason, she didn't move immediately, but the next second, she felt something approaching her.

A cold hand landed on her wrist.

It's a ghost.

She ran too slowly and fell behind Xu Ruolin, so the ghost chose to kill her first.

No, she can't die here!
In an instant, Wei Ling was overcome by a fierce will to survive, which caused her to break free from the ghost's grasp and run toward the altar entrance.

But she had been so frightened that her legs were so weak that she stumbled at this critical moment!
Damn!

Wei Ling felt a chill in her heart and was almost in despair.

Because she sensed that the ghost was catching up.

She was caught.

Those icy hands gripped her neck, and the feeling of suffocation washed over her. She gradually lost sight of what was happening in front of her.

—Am I going to die?
As her vision blurred, Wei Ling cursed the train in her mind, and a final question arose before death arrived.

Why is this mission so incredibly difficult?
Is this really a Class C exam?!

"Wake up!"

"Wei Ling!"

A familiar voice suddenly reached her ears, leaving Wei Ling somewhat bewildered.

She's not dead yet?
Her stagnant brain started working again, and she opened her closed eyes to see Lu Jinzhao's face.

"Are you trying to die by running towards the door?"

A hint of impatience and anxiety appeared on the usually calm face opposite her. Wei Ling was momentarily bewildered, and then struggled twice when she felt suffocated.

The hands that were gripping her neck loosened their grip.

It's not a ghost, it's a deer today.

but why?
Wei Ling then realized something was wrong; the surrounding furnishings were not right.

Isn't this an altar?
The flame of the eternal lamp still flickered slightly on the offering table, and everything around was so familiar.

Why is she still in the ancestral hall?
By the way, Lu Jinzhao, it seems that she hasn't heard Lu Jinzhao speak since before.

As for Xu Ruolin...
Wei Ling looked around.

Where is Xu Ruolin now?
(End of this chapter)