Chapter 30 Whose Ghost is it?

The image in the mirror quickly switched to the corridor. Lin Sihan went from grabbing my hand to clutching the hem of my clothes. The thing pulling on my clothes was no longer a human hand, but a length of rope.

Lin Sihan held the other end of the rope behind me, gesturing towards my neck, nearly slipping the noose over my head several times.

If I hadn't been walking a little faster, I probably wouldn't have been able to avoid the hanging rope.

Lin Sihan's face was pale with fright: "Li Po, it's all fake. Believe me, I'm not dead, I'm really not dead. If you don't believe me, we can go back and see. No..."

Lin Sihan knew it wasn't possible to go back: "If you don't believe me, feel my hand. My hand is warm... no, my hand is cold."

"I have a shadow... no, there's something wrong with the lights in this room. If I move towards the light over there, you'll see my shadow..."

Lin Sihan spun around several times but couldn't find her shadow, becoming increasingly frantic: "I have a heartbeat, I really do have a heartbeat. You can verify it if you don't believe me."

There were only a few ways to verify whether someone was a person or a ghost, yet Lin Sihan had chosen the one I was least likely to try.

"Stand there and don't move!" I turned to look at the skeleton, the corner of my eye catching the scene in the mirror.

Behind me, Lin Sihan's eyes were bloodshot as she quietly pulled a rope from her sleeve, suspending it above my head.

I looked calmly at the skeleton in front of me: "Is this fun? Tell me! Who exactly are you?"

As soon as I spoke, the notebook in front of me began to flip rapidly. When it stopped, a line of words appeared: "Who do you think I am? Guess right, live. Guess wrong, die!"

I leaned back in the chair: "You're my counterpart, in other words: you're also a life borrower."

"Your plan was originally very successful, but you shouldn't have added the unnecessary touch of letting Yin emissaries release ghosts when I opened the Gate of Hell."

"If this archive was a place where Yin emissaries could come and go as they pleased, then there wouldn't be the problem of the Earth Soul being unable to return."

"The fact that the Yin emissaries were able to release the ghosts so punctually indicates that someone inside the archive was helping them."

"Then the second question arises, why would someone hidden in the archive help the Yin emissaries? I'm guessing there's only one possibility, and that's to stop me from completing my mission. At the same time, they wanted to get a hold of my weakness."

I looked at the other party and said, "Right now, I have at least two judgments. First, you want my mission. Second, you want me to submit. And the means you're using to coerce me is to saddle me with the crime of privately releasing ghosts."

I paused deliberately. The notebook in front of me flipped even faster, the rustling sound clearly tinged with impatience.

When the notebook stopped, only four words were written on it: "What else?"

I folded my arms and said, "The other thing is, your real target is Ye Yang, not me. What you want to do is trap me, then put pressure on Ye Yang, forcing him to submit."

"The Yin-Yang lineage, two people with the same fate. As long as you can control one of them, you've controlled both of us. However..."

My tone changed: "You probably didn't gain any advantage on Ye Yang's side, did you?"

Although I didn't particularly like Ye Yang, I had to admit that he was a person who remained calm even when the sky was falling. Trying to pressure him was like playing a psychological game with him.

As long as Ye Yang didn't panic, it would be his opponent who would.

I didn't know how much psychological pressure Ye Yang could withstand, but his face could always tell his opponents eight words: "Calm and unperturbed, victory is assured."

As soon as the notebook in front of me started to flip, I slapped it down and held it in place: "Don't rush to speak, let me finish, it won't be too late for you to speak then."

"After I came in, there was no movement in the library for a long time, and I couldn't sense any ghostly aura. Instead, Lin Sihan was startled and jumpy, as if the library was haunted."

"In fact, the ghosts in the library didn't really move, only you did."

"Can I assume that the library is like a coffin containing a zombie? When no one touches the coffin, even if they walk beside it, the zombie inside won't suddenly attack. The opposite would be awakening the zombie."

I said coffin and zombie, but it was just a metaphor. At that time, I didn't know what was actually hidden in the library.

I continued, "The three corpses in the duty room should belong to the library. But they haven't been awakened yet. The fact that the three corpses can move is entirely because you're playing tricks. So..."

I sneered, "Since we're playing tricks, then let's all play together. I opened the Gate of Hell in the duty room to awaken the owner of the library."

"I think, he should be waking up soon, right?"

Lin Sihan screamed in fright after hearing what I said: "Li Po, are you crazy? We can't even run away in time, and you're still awakening the things in the library?"