Illusions, Lies, Truth V5C3: Inheritance, Part 3—Lu Le

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 5: The Fallen, Jiu Ge, Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 3: Inheritance, Part 3—Lu Le—translated by lucathia (proofread by null)

After Lu Yang finished placing the incense, he walked down from the temple’s steps with a heavy heart and stared at the smoke beside the incense burner.

“What is it, darling? Did Laojun say something to you? Why do you look unhappy?”

Having just walked to the front hall, Liu Yishi saw that his son seemed off and immediately grew a bit worried. Could Laojun have given him some sort of hint? Lu Yang looks anxious, so it probably isn’t anything good.

“No, it’s Ziya.” Lu Yang lifted his head and said, “He seems spooked by yesterday’s case and says he has a headache, so he needs to rest for a few days.”

He was beginning to doubt whether it was a good or bad thing to drag Ziya into solving cases. Even though Jiang Ziya kept saying he wanted to help, he might be forcing himself? Slaying demons, which often also included getting mentally battered by all sorts of illusions, wasn’t something regular people would want to face.

But was the black shadow at the apartment really that scary?

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Illusions, Lies, Truth V5C3: Inheritance, Part 2—Si Ming

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 5: The Fallen, Jiu Ge, Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 3: Inheritance, Part 2—Si Ming—translated by lucathia (proofread by Minthe)

Before the alarm clock went off, Fu Jun already gave a big yawn and crawled up. As usual, he turned off the alarm and obediently got up to freshen up. Something like lazing around in bed didn’t exist in his vocabulary.

Fu Jun walked into the kitchen that was also the dining room. As usual, there was someone there making breakfast.

“Good morning.”

That person paused and turned slightly to give a nod before continuing to poach eggs.

Fu Jun opened the refrigerator and took out the milk while saying, “I want two slices of cheese between my toast!”

That person nodded.

“I don’t know where Taiyi went again. He didn’t come home to sleep.” As Fu Jun poured the milk, he complained, “Who knows how long he’ll disappear for this time? Do you know he actually took two changes of clothes with him? Before when he sneakily took the plane out of the country, he didn’t bring more than two changes of clothes with him.”

Fu Jun sat at the dining table, drinking milk unhappily. When they had first met, Fu Taiyi kept saying that he would be an exemplary dad, but in the end, he was never present.

A pair of hands brought over a plate which contained toast with a poached egg, ham, and two slices of cheese. Salad and small tomatoes had also been included. It looked very appetizing, but no matter how delicious the food, it could not squash down the fear that pair of hands induced. The hands were completely wrapped up in bandages. Even the fingers had been wrapped up carefully, revealing no skin at all. Densely packed, black seal script crawled over the pure white bandages, a dizzying sight.

After placing the plate down, the bandaged hand dropped on top of the boy’s head and rubbed it.

“I’m glad you’re here, or else I’d be all alone,” Fu Jun said dejectedly.

The ding of a text message came from his cell phone.

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Illusions, Lies, Truth V5C3: Inheritance, Part 1—Slay

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 5: The Fallen, Jiu Ge, Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 3: Inheritance, Part 1—Slay—translated by lucathia (proofread by Minthe)

Our name is…

Slay.

Lu Yang opened his eyes, his heart nearly bursting with grief, his face wet. He lifted a hand to touch it. Tears were actually dripping down his face.

What’s going on?

Lu Yang was puzzled. Why am I crying? He quickly sat up and looked around. He was in the passenger seat of the taxi. He peered out the window. Someone was currently leaning against the car by the driver’s seat.

He opened the door and got out. Driver was leaning against the car, smoking.

“You’re up?” Driver smilingly said, “You sure slept deeply. Were you exhausted from capturing spirits all day long?”

Lu Yang looked behind him at Top Star Hotel and asked, “How long has it been since they headed inside?”

“Three hours, but they called during that time to check on your condition and told me to tell you there’s no need for you to head in even after you wake up. They’ll be able to solve it. It’s just a bit troublesome because everyone’s scattered and the devil has completely hidden away.”

Lu Yang nodded but still frowned. Suddenly crying for no reason in his sleep was an experience he had never had before. He was a little worried that a close family member could have run into trouble.

However, his dad was a professional exorcist who had dealt with devils for dozens of years. In addition, he had Jiang Ziya with him, the king of breaking the rules, as he could dismantle barrier dimensions with just his eye. They should be fine.

Could it be Mom? Lu Yang jolted and immediately picked up his cell phone to send a text.

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Illusions, Lies, Truth V5C2: Apartment, Part 3—Spirit Car

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 5: The Fallen, Jiu Ge, Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 2: Apartment, Part 3—Spirit Car—translated by lucathia (proofread by Minthe)

“This chair has been influenced and has become a devil.”

Liu Yishi’s Bible shone with light falling upon the chair. The heavy, wooden chair actually began to tremble. The brighter the light became, the wilder the chair shook. A black aura seeped out but was completely ensnared by the light, unable to stretch out further. The two entities fought until the bitter end when even the Bible began to tremble minutely.

The end result was that the chair they had just said to bring back to Qing Wei Gong shattered into a pile of wooden boards. Even that wasn’t satisfactory. The Bible rushed in, light flashed several times, and the wooden boards became wooden pieces.

The three of them were speechless. It was as if the Bible had seen an archenemy. This chair couldn’t be anything but a devil.

Liu Yishi turned and asked worriedly, “Son, are you all right?”

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Illusions, Lies, Truth V5C2: Apartment, Part 2—Demonic Chair

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 5: The Fallen, Jiu Ge, Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 2: Apartment, Part 2—Demonic Chair—translated by lucathia

Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

Jiang Ziya blinked open his eyes, heart beating so quickly that even his breathing sped up. For a moment, he didn’t know where he was or what he had been doing. He was surrounded by pitch blackness, the yin energy so overwhelming that he couldn’t see anything.

He tried to walk, but he couldn’t move at all, as if the thick yin energy were restraining him.

Kill him!

He can’t be allowed to leave. A lot of people will die…

There’s no way out anymore. I have to buy time for someone else to discover that there’s something wrong. Even if I die, I have to slow him down!

—Kill me!

The cold whispers drifted around him ceaselessly. At first, they started as full sentences until they became “Kill him,” and then “Kill me.” Finally, all that was left was a chorus of “kill kill kill kill kill.”

Jiang Ziya’s forehead became covered in sweat as each “kill” reached his ears. He was so irritated he could kill someone. Thankfully, he had never even really beaten anyone up before, let alone kill someone, so he was able to suppress the impulse. He tried his best to remember what he had just heard so that he could tell Lu Yang after he escaped.

As for how to do so, Jiang Ziya hadn’t made any progress. Even when sweat trickled into his eyes, all he could do was endure the prickling pain. He couldn’t move at all.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for the yin energy around him to slowly gather together into a huge ball. Then, it took further shape. First, an arm, then a leg… Soon, it became the shadowy figure of a person sitting. The person’s figure was so extremely dark that even the light bulb hanging from the ceiling couldn’t illuminate it. The rays of light were swallowed, becoming part of the darkness.

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