See the Law of Deception

Chapter 245 Heredity

Chapter 245 Heredity (51)

Lu Jinzhao was forcibly dragged into the ancestral hall by her mother.

The area outside the ancestral hall was bustling with activity, as many villagers were watching, but there were hardly any people inside the hall.

"Go and kowtow." Mom pushed Lu Jinzhao with a lot of force, and Lu Jinzhao stumbled forward a few steps before she could react.

The shoulder that had been shoved hard was painful, which puzzled Lu Jinzhao. In her memory, her mother was not such a violent person.

Lu Jinzhao felt a surge of anger for no apparent reason. When she turned around, she found that her mother had already reached the entrance of the ancestral hall.

She didn't hear any footsteps, and she immediately turned around after being pushed back. Is her mother walking that fast?

A slight doubt arose, but the next moment the attention was diverted.

The mother walked straight out of the ancestral hall and closed the door behind her.

The ancestral hall was built in a rather strange way. It had no windows, and once the door was closed, it was an airtight room. Even though the overhead lights were on, the light inside the ancestral hall dimmed rapidly as the door was slowly closed.

Lu Jinzhao's vision also became somewhat blurry. Before the door closed completely, she looked at her mother who was staring at her from outside the door. Perhaps because the light had dimmed, she felt that the face was somewhat unfamiliar.

--boom.

The ancestral hall's door was closed from the outside.

The previously noisy chatter from the villagers outside also quieted down.

but.
"Why are you in there too?" Lu Jinzhao walked a few steps towards the door, bent down to pick up the rope hanging from the collar around the lamb's neck.

The father didn't come into the ancestral hall, but he did drive the lamb in.

The lamb couldn't speak and couldn't answer her questions; it just stared at her with those devilish eyes, devoid of any emotion.

"Deer Today".

Someone is calling her name.

There were three people in the ancestral hall who were there before she came in.

"You should kowtow now." The person who said this was someone else, not the one who was calling her name just a moment ago.

“Come on,” the last person said.

Lu Jinzhao didn't understand why they had to divide a sentence into three parts and have different people say it. She just felt a little strange about the way the three of them looked at her, their silent standing posture, and their overly tacit connection of words.

Not only here, but also her mother, the villagers outside, and even herself, all seemed a bit off.

She didn't want to kowtow.

too weird.

Is there such a custom in the village?

Lu Jinzhao subconsciously began to have doubts, but as soon as the doubts arose, her brain seemed to be shrouded in a cognitive fog. She vaguely thought, "It seems like there is something there?"

Perhaps because she hesitated for too long, the trio suddenly moved.

They approached Lu Jinzhao, muttering strange words.

"The time is almost up."

"Kneel down."

"Otherwise you will die."

"We don't want you to die."

"We're doing this for your own good; we're all family."

They reached out their hands, and Lu Jinzhao instinctively tried to dodge, but she couldn't move.

The air felt like a massive yoke pressing down on her, preventing her from moving even a finger.

The three men placed their hands on her back and grabbed her arms, pulling her to the memorial tablet.

Memorial tablet
The hands that landed on my arms and back were incredibly strong, unlike anything a normal person would have done; they were cold and stiff.

She was pressed down, her body slowly lowered, and they wanted her to kneel down and kowtow.

Lu Jinzhao refused to submit. This was so inexplicable. Why were these three villagers, who looked somewhat familiar, forcing her like this?
She looked up at the memorial tablet, wanting to see who she was forced to kneel before, but her expression froze slightly the moment she saw it.

【Lu Jinzhao】

Her name was clearly written on the memorial tablet. "This isn't right." Her subconscious sensed something and began to frantically warn her. Even though she didn't remember much, Lu Jinzhao had already begun to struggle desperately.

The hand pressing down on the back of her hand tightened its grip, the force unusually strong, almost superhuman.

She struggled with great difficulty, feeling as if she were in a dream, unable to muster any strength.

It shouldn't be like this.

The more she struggled, the more incongruous it felt. Her body shouldn't be so weak and powerless; she shouldn't be so unprepared and defenseless.

None of this is right.

"Why are you resisting?" The person holding Lu Jinzhao down asked, seemingly realizing that they couldn't force her to kowtow in the short term.

“All you have to do is kowtow,” the other person said.

"After kowtowing, everything was fine," the last person added.

Lu Jinzhao was speechless. He was already exerting all his strength just to maintain the position of not kneeling completely. He might lose all his strength if he could only take one more breath.

But when she heard the three of them talking again, her muddled mind sensed something was wrong.

The accent is wrong.

She lived in a small city where people usually spoke a local dialect, but the accents of these three people were definitely not those of locals.

But she recognized them; they were villagers from the village, and they seemed familiar to her.
wrong.

Lu Jinzhao gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and began to try not to be deceived by the chaotic thoughts in her mind, focusing on this point and thinking about it very carefully.

The accent is off; they shouldn't be a local.

Because of long-term away-from-home work?

impossible.

In her mind, the villagers hardly ever had any contact with the outside world, let alone went out to work, so it was impossible for them to stay in other places for a long time, to the point that their accents had changed.

But she clearly knew them.
But what about the name?

I can't remember
Have we met elsewhere? Do we usually interact?
I have absolutely no recollection of it.

There were too many contradictions, so many that she could only come to one conclusion.

Her memory is malfunctioning.

The moment Lu Jinzhao had this idea, the dimly lit ancestral hall seemed to distort for a moment.

The hand pressing on her back suddenly became heavier, so heavy that she heard her bones groan in agony from the unbearable weight.

With a thud, she was forced to kneel down.

The hand behind her was still applying pressure, and Lu Jinzhao's back bent down little by little. At the same time, the appearance of the ancestral hall was also changing. It became darker, and the walls and the ground showed mottled marks that had never been there before. Bloodstains were also visible on the ground behind Lu Jinzhao.

It is gradually shedding its disguise.

Ta-ta, tap-ta.

Suddenly, the sound of animal footsteps echoed in the ancestral hall.

It was a little lamb that stood still and watched everything unfold.

Perhaps sensing something, it slowly walked up to Lu Jinzhao.

The lamb's hooves clattered on the ground, but Lu Jinzhao noticed that, apart from her, the other three people didn't look at the lamb at all.

It's as if, in their eyes, lambs don't exist.

The lamb walked up to her, and at that moment, she was pressed down, so that her line of sight was exactly level with the lamb's.

Normally she would have to look down to see the lamb, but now she was staring into those rectangular pupils.

Then, something even more incomprehensible happened.

The lamb opened its mouth and spoke human language.

Deer, will you make a deal with me?