See the Law of Deception

Chapter 82 Wang's Funeral Home (22)

Lu Jinzhao and Meng Ning walked with extra caution, becoming more and more careful as they got closer to the service hall.

Having lost her hearing, Meng Ning should not be able to hear her own breathing, but she felt as if she could hear her own rapid and tense breathing.

Although they had a premonition that tonight's patrol might not go smoothly from the start, the flashlights in their hands began to flicker as they approached the service hall.

Is it caused by supernatural interference from ghosts?
Meng Ning had seen this claim on the forum: that there is "paranormal interference" inside the platform, which can cause some technological items to malfunction and deprive humans of means of communication and lighting.

Even though the signal is full, I can't make calls; even though the phone battery is fully charged, it drains at a strange rate, and sometimes it won't even turn on.

There is no such thing as absolutely useful modern equipment on the platform.

This is also what terrifies the passengers.

When the tools humans rely on for survival are weakened, how much chance of winning is left when they are left to fight against evil spirits on their own?
Just like now, after flashing several times, the flashlight beam suddenly seemed to malfunction and disappeared completely.

Even though she was prepared, Meng Ning's heart still skipped a beat.

Fortunately, the flashlight beam went out, but the funeral home still had power.

This seems to be just a sign, an ominous sign.

The two continued walking forward, and without their flashlights, they tacitly refrained from using their phone lights.

Who knows how long a fully charged phone can last in this godforsaken place?

Unable to hear any sound and without any light source, all that could be seen in the distance was the service hall standing in the darkness. Whether it was her imagination or not, Meng Ning felt that the hall was eerily gloomy.

But Lu Jinzhao didn't stop, so she could only keep up.

Sometimes, like at moments like this, Meng Ning wonders if Lu Jinzhao isn't afraid.

How could her steps be so firm, without the slightest tremor?
She was just like me, a low-level passenger circling around in a Class C instance.

Lu Jinzhao was unaware of Meng Ning's wild thoughts at that moment.

It's impossible to be completely without fear.

Even though she has experienced even more terrifying moments, there is no immunity to fear.

Will someone who is afraid of ghosts become unafraid of ghosts after watching a scary horror movie?

No, she'd be more afraid of ghosts.

Lu Jinzhao found it hard to say whether she was more afraid of ghosts now, because of the invasion of the sheepskin. Part of her mind no longer belonged to her, but the part that belonged to "Lu Jinzhao," to "humanity," still made her feel the fear of ghosts.

Although losing her hearing made her uncomfortable, it also reminded her of something that happened when she was a child.

She was frail and sickly as a child and was bedridden for many years. She was too young to remember many things.

But now she recalls something.

This isn't the first time she's been deaf.

Once, she developed a high fever for no apparent reason, which caused her to lose her hearing.

Not only that, as time went on, her high fever persisted for a long time. At first, she couldn't hear, and later she even lost her sight due to the fever. She was no longer afraid of the bitter taste of medicine because she had lost her sense of taste.

According to her mother's recollection, she thought she was about to die. She called her name but received no response, and even when her face was patted, there was no reaction.

For some reason, she couldn't quite remember the memories of such a serious illness.

After a few seconds of his mind wandering, Lu Jinzhao brought his thoughts back to the present.

At this moment, she was only a few steps away from the service hall.

Fortunately, the funeral home has not lost power yet. "Perhaps the time is not right?"

Lu is certain that the power will go out tonight. For ghosts, the sooner the power goes out, the better, right?
Why are we keeping the power on all the time? Are we waiting for something?

In her agreement with Meng Ning, the two would take turns opening the doors at their patrol locations, but she would open the first door.

Lu Jinzhao took out her phone and held it in her hand. She had set a shortcut for the phone's flashlight, which was on the side button.

Lu Jinzhao didn't prepare himself mentally a second time. Instead, he took advantage of the fact that the power hadn't gone out and quickly walked towards the service hall. In any case, a funeral home without power was probably no more dangerous than one with power outage.

She wanted to patrol the first location before the power went out, to minimize the risk.

The clattering footsteps echoed in the night sky, but the only two living people there couldn't hear a thing.

They approached the entrance to the service hall.

The lights were on inside, but there was no one in sight.

Meng Ning was not surprised by this, but Lu Jinzhao was somewhat taken aback.

However, it's best to keep the lights on so that you can see inside the service hall from the window. At least, from outside the window, you won't see any people or ghosts.

Just in case, Lu Jinzhao decided to open the door and take a look.

She had always done it this way before, and she didn't want anything to go wrong just because she didn't do it on the last night.

Lu Jinzhao's face was taut, almost expressionless, and somewhat serious, but she showed no fear. Only she knew that her heart was pounding and her breathing was quickening as she reached out to push open the door to the service hall.

—Click
It was the sound of a hand landing on the doorknob, turning it, and pushing the door open.

At this time, the power had not yet been cut off.

She pushed the door open, and the lobby was lit, so she could see clearly without needing a lamp. When the crack in the door was large enough for her to see into the service area...
Bang

A faint sound of power failure came, and the world was plunged into darkness.

Lu Jinzhao did not hear the voice; she could only feel that her vision had suddenly turned dark. At that moment, she had just turned her gaze to the interior of the service hall.

power cut.

In that instant, Lu Jinzhao felt a familiar alarm bell ringing in his subconscious mind, a sound that had resonated in his mind several times when he faced death.

An almost acute sense of crisis made the hairs on her body stand on end, and the next moment, she immediately turned on the flashlight on her phone.

There was nothing through the crack in the door.

But is it just an illusion?

As darkness descended for a moment, Lu Jinzhao felt as if she were making eye contact with something.

That thing saw her in the darkness.

But when the lights came on in the service hall, there was clearly nothing there.

Meng Ning, who was following behind her, was pale-faced. She didn't feel that way; she was just frightened by the power outage.

Because she knew that a power outage meant danger, and even greater danger was about to strike.

Lu Jinzhao had completed her patrol mission and immediately turned to walk in another direction. Meng Ning, who was behind her, looked at the hall quickly with a mournful face and then followed her.

At that moment, Lu Jinzhao checked the battery level of his phone.

Sure enough, the battery was dropping at an alarmingly rapid pace.

Keeping the lights on won't last much longer!
(End of this chapter)