Chapter 8: The Dying Howl of a Dark Night (3)

  "Everyone, apart from Master Jiang, who else can drive?" Chen Long raised his head and asked the crowd coldly.

  "I will," Jiang Feng replied first, followed by Cai Guozhong, Fat Qiao and Yuan Hua who also acknowledged that they could drive.

  "So, can any of you drive one of these off-road vehicles out of here?" Chen Long's eyes gleamed as he stared at the group.

  "This...?" Several people were stunned. They could drive, but they only drove on the flat roads in the city, how would they drive such a treacherous muddy road?

  "You guys said, is it possible that he was killed because he was the driver and the murderer didn't want to let any of us leave, so he killed him?" Chen Long's words were still calm, but they startled everyone.

  Everyone gasped in shock, the possibility was too terrifying. Several girls turned pale, their lips trembling, and the lovely Miss Zhu even fell into Fat Joe's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

  He took a glance at everyone's expressions, but Chen Long didn't notice anything unusual and couldn't help feeling a bit frustrated. With his thousand years of Dao experience and understanding of human nature, he couldn't guess what was going on at all.

  "Alright, let's not talk about this for now." Chen Long said somewhat despondently. "For the time being, Master Zhou is still unconscious. We men will keep watch over him. Perhaps he has some last words to say, hopefully he can still speak."

  "We have to leave early, I don't want to stay here for another moment!" The girl with the surname Zhu exclaimed, grabbing her hair and shouting in a hoarse voice.

  The other girls also nodded, and the tour guide said: "There is no signal for mobile phones here. We have to go out and ask for help."

  "Let's do it tomorrow morning! That's when Master Jiang can open the door and send the girl out first." Chen Long shrugged indifferently, glancing at Fat Qiao who was about to speak but hesitated. "Of course, there's still room for one more person in the car, not just men can go first." After finishing speaking, he looked deeply at Master Jiang who was lowering his head.

  Unconsciously, everyone seemed to have regarded Chen Long as the mainstay, because of his calmness, wisdom, and that faint smile that didn't take anything to heart.

  After comforting several girls, they all stayed together to rest for the night. Chen Long and a few men gathered in Master Zhou's room. Master Zhou's body was still slightly convulsing, his face was still red, his lips were black, and his breathing was very urgent, as if he would stop at any moment. Chen Long even smelled a faint almond smell in the air, and he looked around the room suspiciously before focusing on Master Zhou again.

  It's very strange, his yang fire is about to go out, but Chen Long doesn't feel any signs of his soul leaving his body at all.

  When a person is about to die, the seven po souls disperse first, and then the three hun souls leave. A person's spirit can be divided into two parts: soul and po. The soul has three aspects: one is the heavenly soul, the second is the earthly soul, and the third is the life soul. The po has seven aspects: the first po is Tian Chong, the second po is Ling Hui, the third po is Qi, the fourth po is Li, the fifth po is Zhong Shu, the sixth po is Jing, and the seventh po is Ying.

  It stands to reason that Zhou Shifu was indeed wrongly killed, and it's not impossible for him to harbor some resentment and become a ghost. Still, Chen Long felt that something was off.

  He quietly moved closer to Jiang Shifu, Zhou Shifu was already dying, it's all over, nothing big deal, but now Jiang Shifu is their only hope for getting out early, can't let him die too.

  Although Chen Long himself was not afraid, he also did not want the murderer to kill the rest of the people.

  Is that all right now? I've been protecting you closely, the murderer either doesn't come or comes to crash into his gun. Chen Long sighed, his fingers slightly bent, and he silently recited an incantation. A tiny, invisible light point entered Zhou Shifu's body under Chen Long's control.

  "Uh~~~" Master Zhou slowly came to, his two dull eyes weakly rolled around, then he coughed a few more times, with several strands of bright red blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. The sight made Fat Chao's heart tremble with fear, and he broke out in a cold sweat. The other people were also barely holding on, but none of them showed any obvious signs of fear on their faces.

  "Am I... going to... die?" After a long while, Zhou Shifu's eyes stared tightly at Jiang Shifu, asking vaguely, his hand placed on the bedside trembling slightly.

  "Old Zhou! There's poison in the wine you drank, do you know who poisoned it? We'll definitely avenge you, rest assured!"

  "Barbecued pork... is... delicious..."

  Chen Long hastily asked: "What do you mean? Have you seen who it is specifically?"

  Master Zhou nodded slightly, then shook his head, let out a few mournful wails, and his expression looked extremely painful. The mournful sound made all the men in the room shudder. This dying sound seemed to resonate with their eardrums, each one deeply etched into the depths of their souls. After a while, Master Zhou closed his eyes and remained still.

  A few strands of residual soul escaped from his body and sank into the ground.

  Chen Long let out a soft hum, and in order to avoid arousing others' suspicion, he had no choice but to allow the remnant soul to enter the ground. Jiang Feng heard his doubtful sound and pushed him: "Did you find something?"

  Chen Long rubbed his chin and walked in front of Master Zhou's body, staring for a long time, shocked and uncertain.

  What's going on? Why did the soul sink into the ground? What will the murderer do to Jiang Shifu next?

  Chen Long's current strength is still weak, but it should be more than enough to deal with ordinary people. If the murderer wants to prevent everyone from leaving here, he will not let Jiang Shifu go, so tonight is the only chance.

  What will he do? Chen Long thought, and couldn't help but glance at the several men beside him.

  Everyone's eyes showed panic and confusion, as well as deep vigilance towards others. Chen Long tilted his head to size up Master Jiang, making Master Jiang feel a bit uneasy before saying: "Master Jiang, you're in greater danger tonight, so we'll all stay here with you. Even if the killer is one of us, they won't have a chance to make a move."

  "Let's stay with Old Zhou for a while tonight and leave at dawn tomorrow!" Jiang said, casting a grateful glance at Chen Long.

  Chen Long thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

  Everyone moved several stools from other rooms and sat down one by one. Jiang Shifu even sat beside Zhou Shifu's body, his face somewhat haggard, as if he had aged ten years.

  "What did Master Zhou say just now?" At this time, Jiang Feng lit a cigarette and suddenly asked everyone.

  Cai Guozhong thought for a moment: "Maybe he's talking nonsense? What does 'pig dry' mean? Is it English?"

  Yuan Hua smiled and said: "Pig dry seems to have a bit of English flavor, but is there such a word? Maybe he said it vaguely and incorrectly?"

  Yuan Tianbai gave his brother a glance: "Master Zhou is already over 40 years old, where would he use English? I think you're thinking too much."

  "Never mind how much we think about it, as long as we get through tonight, everything will be fine. We'll just keep watch here. Jiang Feng, do you have any cigarettes?" Chen Long said, taking one and lighting up.

  The only one who didn't arouse his suspicion was Jiang Feng, he and Chen Long were the closest, and they often spent time together. Although there was a possibility of him being the culprit, it was much smaller compared to others. Moreover, Chen Long still had some confidence in judging people, if Jiang Feng was the murderer, Chen Long thought he might as well slit his own throat, living would be too humiliating.