Volume 2: The Source of Life Chapter 26: Investigating the Murder

  Indoors, I helplessly wait for death to arrive.

  That wild horse-like life force that has been rampaging through my body is now approaching my brain, I think, if I die this time, after enduring nine years of extreme emptiness and boredom, will Lin Miao Xian still appear in the next reincarnation?

  Hehe, I couldn't help but smile wryly.

  It seems like it won't work out after all.

  However, as if there was a will of heaven, when I was quietly waiting for death to come, something unexpected happened. The thick and heavy spiritual energy that had been surging into my eyes suddenly disappeared.

  Just like thousands of streams and rivers flowing into the ocean, disappearing completely without a trace.

  This scene is hilarious.

  A thin spiritual energy poured in continuously from the heavenly canopy, and after condensing inside the body, it flowed into the depths of both eyes and disappeared.

  So the cycle repeated, and after a long time, a cluster of cool clouds gradually condensed in the depths of his eyes. Not only that, but the cloud cluster also continued to rotate, and with each rotation, the spiritual power surging into his mind disappeared a little more.

  After a while, I suddenly felt a shock in my body, and the spiritual power that had been pouring into me finally stopped.

  Slowly opening my eyes, a sharp light burst out from the pupils, and the originally lifeless gaze was now as bright and spirited as a lamp. I couldn't help but close my eyes again, stretch my waist, and feel refreshed and invigorated.

  When I opened my eyes again, everything had returned to normal.

  I couldn't help but laugh, I never thought matchmaker would be like this!

  Unconsciously, I spent the night and walked out of the basement. The gentle morning breeze caressed my body, making me shiver suddenly, and my mind was clear as a mirror. The whole person seemed to have sublimated.

  In a daze, all things in the world seem to have become intimate. Every blade of grass and every leaf, every insect and every ant, all the rhythms of life seem to be clearly understood at heart.

  At this moment, a thick sense of oppression suddenly surged in, shattering the wonderful feeling. By the time I realized it, the pleasure had gone with the wind.

  "Who is it?"

  I turned my head and shouted in a low voice, but saw Lin Muxian staring at me with a cold face, "Fang Cheng, Lord Peter is dead."

  I uttered an "oh" and was about to deliver the excuse I had thought of early on, followed by a sentence "May good people have smooth sailing", but Lin Muxian said: "You killed him."

  My heart skipped a beat, how could she be so certain?

  My eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and I said in a low voice, "Huang Huang Tian Ri, don't falsely accuse good people."

  "Fang Cheng, Brother, what Lord Pietro's soul servant said, can it be false?" That mysterious little girl suddenly appeared on my left side, with a sweet smile that revealed a thought-provoking strangeness.

  Two people, one on the left and one on the right, trapped me in the middle of the living room. My heart, for the first time, became tense.

  "Some things aren't necessarily true even if you see them with your own eyes, let alone hear them from someone else." I insisted, "Someone else? I want to confront him in person."

  "Didn't you kill him?" Seeing my resolute face, Lin Muxian relaxed a bit.

  "Of course not. After stealing back your bracelet, I was worried that Tang Chao would discover it and lock the door for a thorough inspection, so I left first. Otherwise, getting caught is a small matter, but losing the bracelet again would make me vomit blood."

  As we spoke, my eyes kept glancing around the corners until I realized that the thin old man who usually followed Peter was nowhere to be seen. Given his abilities, it's impossible for him not to make a move in this situation where they're trying to capture me.

  There must be something wrong!

  A surge of anger suddenly rose up in my heart, and I said sternly again: "Where is he? I have no grudges against him, but I must ask, why did he falsely accuse me like this?"

  "He..." Lin Miao Xian opened his mouth, and suddenly sighed: "Follow me."

  After speaking, she went upstairs. In a room that had been thoroughly cleaned, the old man who originally looked very thin was now huddled on the bed, trembling. His face had long been distorted by suffering, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.

  "What's wrong with him?" I showed a concerned expression, but in my heart, I was delighted. In his current state, it's not to mention confrontation, being able to speak at all is already quite good.

  Lin Mu Xian paused for a moment, looking somewhat embarrassed as he said: "The soul imprint of a Soul Slave is born with its master. If the master were to die unexpectedly, the Soul Slave would suffer greatly and quickly perish."

  Looking at that painful face, I couldn't help but frown. No wonder it's said that the Soul Servant is a loyal servant of the Soul Master. Suddenly remembering when I agreed to Lin Muxian, her joyful expression at the time, now thinking about it, this loss, it's really huge.

  "In this state, how can he be certain that I am the murderer?" I asked, pointing to the old man with empty eyes on the bed.

  "It's unclear," Lin Muxian shook his head, "perhaps it was a spiritual connection between slaves. The moment he fell to the ground, he spoke out your name."

  "Is it just because of this that you've decided I'm the murderer?" Upon learning only this, a surge of pride arose in my heart, and I glared at Lin Mouxian with accusation-filled words. Anyway, Pi De is already dead, can't control me being disrespectful.

  At this time, a little girl who had been standing quietly beside her walked over, pushed the big black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and smiled: "Don't worry, sister Miao Xian. After people die, their souls will linger for a while before dispersing. Brother Peter's soul is not weak, enough for him to go back and report to his sect."

  Lin Mu's face lit up with joy, "Right! How could I have forgotten this?"

  But in my heart, I was shocked and thought "damn it", how could such a strange thing happen?

  "Fang Cheng," Lin Muxian's cold eyes suddenly swept over, "Don't go out for the time being, it won't take a few days for someone to be sent over, and then we'll know who the murderer is."

  "Of course!" I puffed out my chest, "except for when you go to the bathroom, I'll be right by your side. Including meals and sleep, I won't leave you." While appearing confident on the surface, in reality, I wasn't feeling so carefree, as several response strategies flashed through my mind, but none of them were perfect.

  Just as I was thinking about it, a huge explosion suddenly shook my mind, as if it were going to burst.

  "Ah!" Even I, strong as I am, couldn't help but let out a pained cry. A white, spherical object clearly appeared in my mind's eye, and this intense pain was due to the small ball suddenly expanding outward by a tiny amount.

  "Fang Cheng, don't say I didn't warn you. You are my soul servant, the mark of a soul servant has already been planted in your mind, with just one thought from me, you will die on the spot."

  Lin Mou's tone was very calm, but his eyes revealed a hint of tension, with an underlying meaning of "don't make it difficult for me".

  The pain flashed by, and I quickly recovered. Taking a deep breath, I put on a wry smile and said, "Don't worry, since you strongly requested it, I promise that from now on, I'll even follow you to the bathroom!"

  "Hmph!" Lin Muxian glared at me and suddenly turned away.

  "Hehe, Fang Cheng gege, you're so amazing!" The glasses girl smiled at me weirdly, left a sentence of inexplicable words and walked away leisurely.

  I stood quietly, watching the old man on the bed slowly pass away, with a heart as calm as a mirror.

  Don't capsize in a ditch this time!