Forbidden Zone of Deception

Chapter 13 Time Freeze (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader Wuzhe Zhige)
Jiang Jin suddenly felt his body freeze.

Ah Hui's expression froze completely, and her body remained motionless.

Jiang Jin himself also discovered that his body seemed to be frozen in place, completely stiff and motionless!
what happened?

What happened?
The surroundings became deathly silent; there was no sound of wind or birdsong, and even the death knell beside him remained motionless!
The whole world seemed to have been put on pause!
Text prompts began to appear in Jiang Jin's right eye:
"Reincarnator Jiang Jin, the timeline of the terrifying instance you are in has been temporarily frozen by the Reincarnation System."

Aside from you, the Lawyer of Deception, no other instance natives or reincarnators, including your Skeleton Hound, will feel the time freeze.

After the time freeze ends, pretend you know nothing and do not ask anyone if you experienced the time freeze.

Once the cleaners discover that you can remain conscious during the time freeze, they will eliminate you immediately.

Jiang Jin was greatly shocked.

Why does the reincarnation system freeze the time of the instance?
By transforming space and freezing time, this so-called reincarnation system is practically indistinguishable from God.

However, his profession as a charlatan lawyer seems to be a bug that completely exists outside the cycle of reincarnation!

So what will happen if my profession as a "mysterious lawyer" continues to grow?

Jiang Jin's mood was extremely complicated at this moment. He felt like he was walking on thin ice, after all, the reincarnation system was so powerful that killing him would be as easy as turning his hand.

The profession of a cunning lawyer must be kept absolutely secret; no one can be told about it! Not even the most trusted person!
About three minutes later, Jiang Jin discovered that he could move his body again!

He immediately and naturally took a step forward, without saying a word, and without even communicating with the death knell in his mind.

At this moment, Jiang Jin saw several old men dressed in dark blue cloth shirts sitting around a chessboard under an old locust tree in front of him. As he approached, the sound of the chess pieces hitting the chessboard suddenly stopped.

The eldest one raised his cloudy eyes, the surface of the "general" chess piece in his hand covered with fine cracks, and said, "Ah Hui, have we got a new guest?"

Ahui nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Fu, this Mr. Jiang said he's here to investigate folk customs."

Jiang Jin forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, subconsciously rubbing his watch, and said, "Yes, I came here for sightseeing and inspiration. I think your village has nice scenery, so I'd like to stay here for a few days."

Upon hearing this, the old man coughed a few times, then slowly placed the chess piece on the chessboard.

Jiang Jin noticed that all the old men playing chess here had that disgusting black substance embedded in the nail beds of their ten fingers.

“Young man, there’s nothing to investigate about local customs or do any field research here,” the old man said without looking up. “Remember, don’t look at those bronze mirrors too much.”

The bronze mirror... Jiang Jin naturally wouldn't look at it much.

He also knew that even if he asked for the reason, the other party would most likely not answer him.

And as expected... no one felt the time freeze just now.

Next, we arrived at the guesthouse.

The guesthouse was an old-fashioned three-story wooden building with a bronze mirror and red lanterns hanging high at the entrance.

"This bronze mirror...and this lantern..."

As soon as Jiang Jin finished speaking, A Hui smiled and said, "I know you want to learn about local customs, but I'm sorry, this is a secret of our village. Please do as the Romans do."

Ahui pushed open the door of the guesthouse, and Jiang Jin went in with her, with Deathstroke following behind.

"Boss, I've brought a new customer!"

"Welcome, new guest!"

The guesthouse owner standing in front of the counter was a lean man in his early forties with somewhat gray eyes.

He walked up to Jiang Jin and asked warmly, "How many guests are there? I'll have someone take your luggage upstairs."

"I left my luggage elsewhere. I mainly came out for hiking to get some exercise and enjoy the scenery," Jiang Jin lied. "I'm traveling alone and plan to stay for three days. A standard room is fine. Do you have any on the first floor?"

The owner immediately took out a yellowed notebook to register the rooms, saying, "There are no rooms available on the first floor. Hmm, how about the second floor? It's HK$100 per day, plus a HK$100 deposit." Ah Hui then said, "How about the one at the very back? The view is the best there. Handsome, show me your ID first."

Jiang Jin wasn't sure about the exchange rate of Hong Kong dollars in that era, or whether it was expensive or cheap. Fortunately, he wasn't short of money, so he took out his banknotes and ID card and handed them to the other party.

"Okay, three days for three Hong Kong dollars, plus a deposit of one hundred, you pay four hundred first."

Jiang Jin looked at the notebook and noticed the date on it.

September 24, 1999!
It really was the late 1990s!

The boss took the money Jiang Jin handed over and said, "There's bottled water in the room. If you want anything to eat, you can call the front desk. There's something I need to mention: the power will be cut off after midnight. Also... there's a mirror in the room, and next to it is a red cloth. There's a red lantern and matches on the bedside table... You should have seen the notice board at the village entrance, so you know what to do, right?"

"know."

"Thank you for your trouble, sir. Please be sure to follow these rules."

After registering the information on Jiang Jin's ID card, the boss returned the ID card to him and handed him a key.

Jiang Jin didn't take the key, but continued to ask, "I heard there are performances in the village after nine o'clock at night? Are all the performers from your village?"

The boss's pupils suddenly contracted: "Yes, that's right..."

“I enjoy watching a show.” Jiang Jin observed the other person’s expression subtly. “What does your notice board say… Night Patrol?”

"This...you'd better not watch this performance..."

Jiang Jin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Sigh, is there something special about this performance?"

This village is too mysterious. These villagers must be hiding a huge secret. He can't even be sure if these people are human or ghosts. For now, he can't make any rash moves.

Ah Hui, who was standing next to him, quickly said, "Mr. Jiang, if you're really that interested, that's fine too. The night patrol performance starts at nine o'clock, and it will start from the ancestral hall and parade through the entire village."

"Okay... could you give me a fruit knife?" Now that things had come to this point, Jiang Jin couldn't ask any more questions.

Ah Hui quickly said, "Handsome, if you want fruit, I'll go buy it for you and cut it up for you."

Jiang Jin shook his head and said, "I'm a bit of a germaphobe, so I prefer to cut the fruit myself. I can just go out and buy the fruit myself later."

“Alright then,” the boss nodded. “Ahui, go get a fruit knife for the customer.”

Five minutes later, Jiang Jin went upstairs.

Ah Hui leaned closer to the boss and said, "He seemed particularly interested in the night patrol performance; he kept asking about it along the way."

The boss said coldly, "These outsiders are such a nuisance... The village chief doesn't want any more trouble."

After confirming that no one was around, he took out a key, inserted it into a drawer under the counter, and then took something out of it.

That was actually a revolver!
He tilted his head and gently hooked the trigger guard on his fingertip, and the metal cylinder clicked out.

Ah Hui looked at the six gleaming yellow bullets in the magazine, her expression changing: "It...it hasn't come to that, has it? Maybe he...he just wants to watch Cantonese opera?"

The boss's face turned cold, revealing a venomous grin.

"He hiked all the way here without any luggage? You really believe him? Even if the village chief pays tribute to those policemen every year, it doesn't guarantee that everything will be safe. Don't forget what happened last time. If the same thing happens again, and so many people see you taking him to the guesthouse, the village chief will be the first to hold you accountable."

"I……"

"Remember, the village's secret must never be known to outsiders!"

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