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"Vice President Bai."

"Those three lives behind you."

"How do you plan to calculate it?"

After Chen Bufan finished speaking, the Wenxuan Hall fell silent once again.

All eyes turned to Bai Yunhe.

This time, even those who originally wanted to speak up for the association subconsciously shut their mouths.

Yan Shouyi was just publicly interrogated and found guilty of using the fetal soul evil technique.

The protective bead shattered on the ground.

The sound of a baby crying came out of its mouth.

Now, Chen Bufan directly pointed at Bai Yunhe.

Vice President of the Xuanmen Association.

One of the true leaders of the Wenxuan Hall today.

If even he has a blood debt to repay, then today's "Taoist debate" has become a complete joke.

Bai Yunhe sat behind the long table, his face darkening.

But he is, after all, the vice president of the Xuanmen Association.

Unlike Yan Shouyi, he did not lose his composure on the spot.

He simply put down his teacup and looked at Chen Bufan.

"Chen Bufan".

Do you know what you're saying?

Chen Bufan said:

"Know."

Bai Yunhe's voice turned cold:

"The matter of Yan Shouyi has not yet been investigated, and you're already trying to implicate me."

"Do you really think you can examine all the mystical arts under heaven with just one book, the 'Record of Destiny'?"

Chen Bufan looked at the three life-destiny figures behind him.

A driver.

A nanny.

A young assistant who has just graduated.

None of the three people were any big shots.

They were just ordinary people in their lifetime.

They were so ordinary that even after they died, not many people spoke up for them.

But they stood behind the white crane.

It did not disperse.

This indicates that they did not die a natural death.

The debt is not yet settled.

My fate is not yet at peace.

Chen Bufan's voice was cold:

"The first life."

"The chairman of Haicheng Far East Group should have been in a car accident three years ago."

"You took the blame for him."

"He wasn't the one who was in the car accident."

"It fell on his driver."

"After the driver dropped him off at home, the brakes failed halfway there, and the car crashed into the guardrail, killing him instantly."

Bai Yunhe's eyelids twitched slightly.

Someone inside the hall whispered:

"Far East Group?"

"Isn't that one of the Qi family's companies?"

"Chairman Qi did have an accident three years ago; it's said that his driver died in a car accident."

"I remember the news saying it was due to fatigue driving."

Chen Bufan continued:

"A second life."

"The owner of Tianrui Real Estate suffered a bloody tragedy four years ago."

"You took three million from her."

"I arranged a feng shui arrangement for her kitchen to ward off evil spirits."

"She turned out to be fine."

"The family's nanny died of carbon monoxide poisoning the next day."

Lin Wanqing's eyes grew colder and colder.

She immediately signaled to her colleague next to her to take notes.

Chen Bufan's voice continued:

"A third life."

"An investor should have suffered financial and physical losses before the project collapsed last year."

"You cast a talisman to avert disaster for him."

"The calamity did not befall him."

"It fell on his newly graduated assistant."

"The girl worked on his documents all night and fell off a bridge to her death on her way home."

Someone in the main hall gasped.

Three lives.

driver.

nanny.

assistant.

None of them are from the Xuanmen circle.

Each of them is the person most easily overlooked in the lives of the wealthy.

They are very close to the wealthy.

The driver is driving.

The nanny cooks.

The assistant runs errands.

Their fate was tied to their employers.

Therefore, it is most easily used to frame someone for disaster.

Lin Wanqing looked coldly at Bai Yunhe:

"White Crane".

Were you involved in any of these three things?

Bai Yunhe didn't look at her.

He only stared at Chen Bufan.

"Chen Bufan".

"You have a very shallow understanding of the secrets of heaven."

Chen Bufan smiled.

"Again, are we going to have to follow the rules?"

Bai Yunhe slowly stood up.

His white Tang suit was spotless.

Even when he stood up, he still possessed a certain air of otherworldly grace.

But looking at it now, many people in the hall felt that beneath that aloofness lay a chill.

"What is called a calamity."

"It is inherently fluid."

Bai Yunhe's voice was steady.

"The Taoist method of relieving disaster does not mean erasing the disaster out of thin air."

"Instead, we guide it along with the trend."

"When the water is full, it overflows."

"When fire is excessive, it should be released."

"If one's destiny is filled with calamities, and these are not addressed, they will only cause greater harm."

Chen Bufan looked at him coldly.

Bai Yunhe continued:

"If Chairman Qi of Far East Group dies, the jobs of tens of thousands of people in Far East Group will be in jeopardy."

"If the wife of the owner of Tianrui Real Estate dies, the entire family will be embroiled in internal strife, and the project will come to a standstill."

"If that investor falls, how many upstream and downstream companies will be affected?"

"I simply tried to minimize the disaster."

"To turn a heavy calamity into a light one."

Lin Wanqing's face suddenly turned cold:

"Are the lives of drivers, nannies, and assistants considered insignificant in your eyes?"

Bai Yunhe looked at Lin Wanqing.

"Officer Lin."

"All things in the world have their relative importance."

"You handle cases according to the law."

"The mystical arts of divination explain how to resolve disasters and the principles of fate."

"Some people's fates are so intertwined that a single hair can affect the whole situation."

"Some people are just born with a short life."

Lin Wanqing's fingers pressed against the holster, her voice as cold as ice:

"So they deserved to die?"

Bai Yunhe frowned:

"I did not say that."

Chen Bufan said:

That's what you mean.

Bai Yunhe turned to look at him.

Chen Bufan walked step by step toward the long table.

"To avert disaster, not to shift the blame."

"To avert disaster for others is to break down the calamity, disperse it, and make up for the karmic consequences."

"It's not about shifting the blame onto innocent people."

"Is the driver's life so unlucky that he should crash into the guardrail instead of the rich man's?"

"So, the nanny was destined to die young, and should she have taken the place of the landlady from carbon monoxide poisoning?"

"Is the assistant so unlucky that he should fall off the bridge in place of the investor?"

His voice suddenly turned cold.

"White Crane".

"You're not saving people."

"You are killing someone."

These words struck the Wenxuan Hall like a heavy hammer blow.

Many members of the Xuanmen sect changed their expressions.

Some people unconsciously lower their heads.

Because they knew that Chen Bufan was referring to the dirtiest gray line in the Xuanmen (mystical sect).

To bring disaster upon oneself.

This kind of technique isn't something that no one knows.

But true practitioners of the Xuanmen sect who uphold the rules would never use their power against innocent people.

The disaster can be averted.

She is not suitable for marriage.

This is a bottom line that exists in many traditional cultural traditions.

But the wealthy prefer this kind of law.

simple.

direct.

It works quickly.

They don't care who suffers the disaster.

He only cares that he's okay.

People like Bai Yunhe turned this dirty road into a business.

Bai Yunhe's face finally turned completely ugly.

"Chen Bufan".

"You keep accusing me of murder."

"But which of these people did I personally kill?"

"The driver was in a car accident because the brakes failed."

"The nanny suffered carbon monoxide poisoning due to her own improper operation."

"The assistant fell off the bridge due to carelessness while walking at night."

"Do you have any evidence to prove that my actions killed them?"

Lin Wanqing said coldly:

We will investigate.

Bai Yunhe smiled.

"check?"

"How do I check?"

"Check my talisman?"

"Investigate their lives?"

"Are we still going to insist that these accidents were a case of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) shifting blame?"

He looked at everyone in the room.

"Gentlemen."

"You have seen it today."

"Chen Bufan's so-called 'judging fate' is nothing more than using the name of heavenly secrets to commit despicable acts."

"If we let him continue like this today, tomorrow he can say that every one of you has a life debt on your shoulders."

"Is the thousand-year-old tradition of the Xuanmen sect going to be destroyed by a young man's few words?"

These words finally swayed many people back to Bai Yunhe's side.

"Vice President Bai is right."

"How can the police be allowed to investigate matters of the Taoist sect according to secular laws?"

The theory of "passing on disaster" is inherently complex.

"Sometimes the transfer of disasters is due to natural causes and effects, and not necessarily to human intervention."

"Chen Bufan went too far."

"Yan Shouyi's matter can be investigated, but Vice President Bai is a highly respected figure; how can he be humiliated like this?"

Chen Bufan looked at those people, but there was no anger in his eyes.

It's just cold.

"Highly respected?"

He raised his hand and gently turned the old copper coin.

"Then let them come out and ask them themselves."

Bai Yunhe's expression changed.

"What do you want to do?"

Chen Bufan pressed his life money onto the "Record of Destiny".

"Asking about debts."

The copper coin jolted.

hum.

The lights in the Wenxuan Hall dimmed again.

The three life-or-death figures behind Bai Yunhe became clearer.

The driver's face was covered in blood, and his chest was caved in.

The nanny's face turned bluish-purple, and her eyes were wide open.

The young assistant was soaked to the bone, clutching a file folder in his hand.

Although Lin Wanqing could not see the complete life form, she felt a chill creeping up from the soles of her feet.

There were several bronze lamps in the main hall, their flames now a ghostly green.

Bai Yunhe finally panicked.

He suddenly took a step back.

"Chen Bufan!"

"Do you dare to question the Xuan Palace again?"

Chen Bufan said coldly:

"I did not invite this resentment."

"It's something you owe."

Bai Yunhe's face turned pale and then flushed.

He looked toward a spot at the back of the main hall.

That glance was quick.

But Chen Bufan caught it.

An old man in a gray robe sat there.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The face was hidden in the shadows.

The cuffs are embroidered with three-line ribbing.

The markings on the person who took Chen Laojiu away were extremely similar.

Chen Bufan's eyes darkened.

But before he could see clearly, the old man in the gray robe lowered his sleeve slightly, obscuring the patterns.

Bai Yunhe suddenly spoke:

That's enough.

His voice turned cold.

"Today's discussion is meant to give your Chen family the last bit of dignity."

"Since you don't want it."

"Then don't blame the Xuanmen for being ruthless."

Lin Wanqing immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Control the white crane!"

Just as the two detectives were about to step forward, Bai Yunhe suddenly reached his right hand into his sleeve.

Chen Bufan's eyes suddenly turned cold:

"Stop him!"

But the white crane moved too fast.

He pulled a black talisman from his sleeve.

On the black talisman, there was a faint circle of black life patterns.

Lin Wanqing's pupils contracted.

"Black Fate Mark!"

Bai Yunhe did not hesitate for a moment.

Crush the black talisman directly.

Click.

The talisman paper shattered.

A burst of black energy exploded from his palm in an instant.

The doors and windows around the Wenxuan Hall simultaneously emitted dull thuds.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The gate is closed.

The side door is closed.

The window is closed.

Even the skylights on the roof of the palace were sealed off by black runes.

The panicked voices of the association's disciples could be heard from outside the hall.

"The door won't open!"

"What's going on inside?"

"Vice President Bai has activated the Sealing Array!"

Inside the Hall of Inquiry, all the lights instantly turned a ghastly green.

Bai Yunhe stood behind the long table, his face finally devoid of any trace of arrogance.

All that's left is ruthlessness.

"Chen Bufan".

"Since you want to settle the accounts..."

"That day."

"I'll leave my life here to cleanse the world."