Chapter 2 Slowly

Slowly, it seemed all those previously disjointed clues were threading together. 2nd remembers clearly that Qian Mowen's state at the time was more like a spiritual invasion.

Lin Wan'er's ability is related to mental strength, so what she said should be reliable. Most importantly, Lin Wan'er suspects that the person who invaded Qian Mowen is the current president of the Night Watchers.

Now it seems that in that incident, the current president of the Night Watchers' mental strength also affected 3rd. What sent chills down the spines of 2nd and 13th was that this process took place in the dream created by 3rd!

To invade the dreamer's mind in an ethereal dream, how strange must that power be?

It seems that all this is correct, the clues match up perfectly. This trap was actually set by the current president of the Night Watchers himself, and much earlier than they thought.

Jiangcheng pondered for a moment, and was about to speak when there was a burst of rapid knocking on the door. Luo Yunshan got up and opened the door. Outside the door was a burly man, holding a piece of paper in his hand, his face full of urgency. "Old Mr. Luo, this is the latest news."

Taking the paper, Luo Yunshan frowned after only one glance. The words on the paper were short, but the content was very important. "It has now been ascertained that these recruited high-level disciples all received an order before their disappearance. The order level is very high, the content of the order, and the issuer are unknown, but the specific executor of the order has been identified as the Candle Bearer."

"The Candle Bearer..."

This name was familiar to several people in the room. This was a terrifyingly powerful guy with very strange abilities. Even 2nd was not sure of defeating him.

"The Candle Bearer is the executor, then that's right, this order must have been issued by the current president of the Night Watchers!" Luo Yunshan said with certainty. "I know the Candle Bearer, that old guy is arrogant. Compared with the Judicator, he rarely appears within the Night Watchers. His room is the Confessional deep in the basement of the Night Watchers headquarters."

"But this Candle Bearer is more troublesome than the Judicator. He has a very high status in the Night Watchers, belonging to the oldest of the existing elders. To be able to order him to leave the Confessional to do such a thing, then the other party can only be the current president!"

"Moreover, I heard a long time ago that the relationship between the current president and the Candle Bearer is very unusual. Because the president is elusive and his whereabouts are mysterious, many arrangements within the Night Watchers are handled or forwarded by the Candle Bearer. Even many times, even if other elders want to see the president, they need the Candle Bearer to report it for them."

"What does the president of the Night Watchers want these disciples for?" Fatty asked. After all, these people are not core members. In Fatty's opinion, it is not safe to entrust some important matters to these people.

But now, 13th seemed to suddenly react, and couldn't help but gasp. "We broke the dream carefully created by the president of the Night Watchers. Judging from the scale of this dream, even if his mental strength is strong, he will definitely suffer backlash, so... so he needs to recover, by devouring the door, a large number of doors!"

"No wonder he let these people go back, instead of those core figures in the Night Watchers, he is using these people as free nourishment!" Fatty also reacted, and was even more disgusted with this brutal behavior.

Luo Yunshan seemed much calmer. After all, he was finally piecing together the clues little by little, and the situation was gradually becoming clear. "Judging from this situation, his injuries are much more serious than we expected, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious. Although devouring a large number of doors in a short period of time can heal injuries, correspondingly, there will also be extremely strong side effects. He wouldn't make such a stupid move unless he had no other choice."

Hearing that the other party was injured, Fatty, who had been feeling depressed, immediately cheered up and said excitedly, "We can't miss this good opportunity, find him, and strike while the iron is hot!"

"Old Mr. Luo, are there any other clues, such as the current location of the president of the Night Watchers, even a rough location would be fine." Obviously, the brothers of Deep Red are of the same lineage, and they also thought of the same thing.

Luo Yunshan did not answer immediately, but took out his phone and dialed a number. Soon, the call was connected, and Luo Yunshan's tone became polite. "I need the detailed information you are reporting now, can you provide it to me?"

After receiving an affirmative answer from the other party, Luo Yunshan asked: "Where were the last locations of those missing people? You should have route trajectories, right?"

A moment later, Luo Yunshan hung up the phone, and then nodded to Jiangcheng and others, "The last locations and routes of these missing disciples overlapped. The points of overlap are concentrated in a small place called Linxian Village, which is not very far from here."

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At night, Jiang Cheng lay in bed, eyes open, unable to sleep.

The scenes of this period of time seemed to play in his mind like a movie. This journey has been too difficult. He is full of exhaustion, but he dare not stop, because stopping means death, not only for him, but also for Fatty and the others. This is a road of no return, Lin Wan'er reminded him, and the most terrifying thing is that this road was not his own choice, but was forced upon him.

Just like Lin Wan'er once said, this is fate, his fate.

"Mr. Jiang."

A very soft voice came not far from Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng turned his head and just saw a figure on the other bed propping up his upper body, with the soft curves of a woman.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Li Bai asked.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, then straightened his body and sat up from the bed. "I can't sleep, my head is in a mess."

Soon, another voice sounded from not far away, and the same person sat up from the bed, looking in Jiang Cheng's direction. "Me too, I can't sleep. I'm worried that once I fall asleep, something uncontrollable will happen. Maybe... maybe that car will come looking for me."

It was Yao Shunyu who spoke. Having experienced the nightmare of the bus, they knew how terrifying it was. Yao Shunyu had almost never hoped to escape from that ghost car. All he could do was try his best to live, even if it was only for a few more days. This was all he could do.

Originally, Yao Shunyu thought that such days would continue forever, without any hope, without any change, but until that person appeared, Yao Shunyu turned his head and looked at the other bed, where a kind and fat guy was lying. Fatty was sleeping soundly and seemed to have high sleep quality.

Yao Shunyu's expression gradually became relaxed. That's right, it was this person's appearance that made him feel the long-lost hope.

He couldn't say why, but standing next to him would give him a rare sense of security.