A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

"Extraordinary..."

"Mom, it hurts so much..."

"Save my mother..."

The voice came from inside the black coffin.

gentle.

weak.

With a sob in her voice.

Like a bloody night spanning twenty years, it fell into Chen Bufan's ears.

Chen Bufan's hand froze.

The money meant to save one's life was placed on the coffin lid.

The originally white life light suddenly flickered slightly.

In that split second, the evil spirit inside the black coffin seized the opportunity.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from the crack in the coffin and wrapped around Chen Bufan's wrist.

Lin Wanqing's expression changed drastically.

"Chen Bufan!"

She raised her gun to the black coffin, but dared not fire.

Chen Bufan's hand was on the coffin lid.

If the bullet misses its mark, he might be the one who gets hurt.

Chen Lao Jiu was being supported by Lin Wanqing, his breath was weak, but his expression changed drastically the moment he heard that voice.

"Young Master..."

"Fake……"

"That's not Madam..."

The sounds from inside the black coffin did not stop.

"Extraordinary..."

"My mother was in so much pain back then..."

"Mother didn't leave..."

"Mother has always been here..."

"Save my mother out..."

The scene in the rear hall began to blur before Chen Bufan's eyes.

Black coffin.

Bronze lamp.

Old symbols on the wall.

Lin Wanqing.

Chen Lao Jiu.

Everything seemed to be swallowed up by a layer of bloody mist.

The next second, he saw the Chen family's ancestral home.

The ancestral home from twenty years ago.

The night was dark.

The white lanterns swayed violently in the wind.

The man in black rushed into the courtyard.

Knife light.

Talismanic Fire.

Screams.

blood.

Blood was everywhere.

Chen Bufan stood in the illusion and saw a woman holding a baby rushing out from the back door.

She has injuries.

His shoulder was covered in blood.

The baby in her arms was crying her heart out.

"Don't cry, Extraordinary..."

"Mother is here..."

"Mother is here..."

Chen Bufan's pupils trembled slightly.

That was my mother.

She was the mother he had seen in the "Records of Destiny".

But this time, he understood it even better than Mingying.

He could see her face clearly.

pale.

gentle.

My eyes were full of tears.

She glanced back at the firelight behind her, then handed the baby to a Taoist priest.

"I'm entrusting the extraordinary to you."

"Take him away."

"Don't let him come back."

The Taoist priest took the child, turned around, and disappeared into the night.

The woman did not leave.

She turned around and went back to her ancestral home.

Chen Bufan stood in the illusion, watching helplessly as she walked step by step back into the depths of the firelight.

He wanted to shout.

But no sound came out.

He wanted to reach out.

But I couldn't reach her.

The next moment, the scene changed again.

In front of the ancestral hall.

Chen Daoheng, covered in blood, stood in front of the ancestral tablets.

The woman stood beside him.

The two were surrounded by men in black.

Lu Changsheng stood outside the courtyard, watching quietly.

There was another dark figure standing deeper inside.

The woman turned around, looking at Chen Bufan as if from twenty years ago.

"Extraordinary..."

"Mother is not dead..."

"Mother's life is in the coffin..."

"Save my mother..."

in reality.

Chen Bufan's fingers loosened little by little.

The white light on the coin flickered again.

The black aura inside the coffin grew stronger and stronger.

Zhang Shouyuan's expression changed drastically.

"not good!"

"It's using inner demons to lure people to their deaths!"

Old Taoist Qingyang said urgently:

"Mr. Chen is being held back by illusions!"

Lin Wanqing rushed forward and grabbed Chen Bufan's shoulder.

"Chen Bufan!"

"Wake up!"

But before her hand could touch Chen Bufan, the black coffin suddenly trembled.

boom!

A burst of black smoke exploded.

Lin Wanqing was thrown back by the shock and crashed heavily into a pillar in the back hall.

"Officer Lin!"

The middle-aged female talisman master quickly helped her up.

Lin Wanqing gritted her teeth and stood up, a little blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

Ignoring her own safety, she immediately shouted:

"Chen Bufan!"

"That's fake!"

But Chen Bufan seemed not to hear.

His eyes were empty.

The voice from inside the coffin was even gentler.

"Extraordinary..."

"Mom, it really hurts so much..."

"Haven't you always wanted to know what happened back then?"

"Open the coffin..."

"Your mother will tell you..."

The black aura coiled around Chen Bufan's arm.

Climbing up inch by inch.

The blood in Chen Bufan's palm was greedily absorbed by the black energy.

The heartbeat inside the coffin grew faster and faster.

thump.

thump.

Boom!

Evil life is excited.

It sensed that Chen Bufan's life force was wavering.

Chen family blood.

The aura of "The Record of Destiny".

Once Chen Bufan's mind breaks down, the life-saving money will lose its effect.

It can then use the blood of the Chen family to replenish its life bones.

Chen Lao Jiu mustered his last bit of strength and struggled to get up.

His body was covered in black needle wounds that were still bleeding.

The sound came out as if it were being torn apart from the throat:

"Young Master!"

"That's not the lady!"

"Your wife personally sent you away back then!"

"She'd rather die than have you come back!"

"She won't let you open the coffin!"

"She won't let you risk your life to save her!"

In the illusion.

The woman reached out her hand.

"Extraordinary..."

"come over……"

"Save my mother..."

Chen Bufan stood in the blood-red ancestral home, looking at her.

His eyes gradually reddened.

Twenty years.

He had never actually met his mother.

In the afterimage, I saw her give herself to someone else.

I saw her return to her ancestral home.

I saw that she had left behind a piece of finger bone.

He thought he was calm enough.

But when that voice actually rang out, he realized that the wound in his heart had never healed.

He wanted to ask her if she was in pain.

I want to ask her if she regrets it.

I want to ask her why she wants to go back.

I want to ask her if she thought of him at the very last moment.

The voice from the black coffin seemed to know every thought in his mind.

"Extraordinary..."

"Mom misses you so much..."

"Your mother has waited for you for twenty years..."

"Weren't you going to save someone?"

"Save my mother once..."

Chen Bufan slowly closed his eyes.

In reality, the dark aura had already climbed onto his shoulders.

The white light on the coin grew weaker and weaker.

Lin Wanqing gritted her teeth and rushed forward, but was blocked by the black energy once again.

Zhang Shouyuan and the old Taoist Qingyang simultaneously formed hand seals, attempting to suppress the coffin of death.

However, Xie Ming used Chen Bufan's inner demons to launch a counterattack, causing his power to surge.

The two men had barely pressed forward when they were forced back several steps by the impact.

Blood seeped from the corner of Zhang Shouyuan's mouth.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

Chen Laojiu lay on the ground, tears mixed with blood falling down his face.

"Young Master..."

"Don't believe it..."

"Madam wouldn't do that..."

In the illusion.

Chen Bufan closed his eyes.

My mother's voice still echoes in my ears.

"Extraordinary..."

"Save my mother..."

long time.

He finally opened his eyes.

There was still red in those eyes.

But more than anything, it was cold.

He looked at the woman in front of him.

Deep voice:

"You are not my mother."

The woman's expression stiffened slightly.

Immediately, she showed a pained expression.

"Extraordinary..."

"You don't even recognize your own mother anymore?"

Chen Bufan looked at her.

He said, word by word:

"My mother would never let me exchange a living person's life for hers."

The wind in the illusion suddenly stopped.

The gentleness on the woman's face slowly cracked.

Like the cinnabar on the corners of a paper doll's mouth, soaked in water.

Chen Bufan continued:

"She sent me away so that I could live."

"It's not so that I'll turn back and open the coffin."

"She returned to the Chen family to abide by the Chen family rules."

"It's not so that twenty years from now, I'll become like you, a wicked person."

His voice grew colder and colder.

"You imitated it very well."

"But you don't understand her."

The woman's face was completely distorted.

The mother's voice disappeared.

Instead, there was the sharp roar of evil.

"Chen Bufan!"

"You really won't save her?"

Chen Bufan looked up.

"I'll save her."

"But not opening the coffin."

"I'm sending you down."

The illusion shattered instantly.

The blood-stained ancestral home cracked open like a mirror.

In reality, Chen Bufan suddenly opened his eyes.

The black energy wrapped around his arm was shattered by a beam of white life light.

The life-saving money lit up again.

It's brighter than before.

The evil spirit inside the coffin let out a piercing scream.

"impossible!"

"How could you possibly break it?"

Chen Bufan's palm was covered in blood, which was on his lifeline.

His voice was icy:

"Because you are not worthy to speak like her."

boom!

The money meant to save lives was pressed firmly against the coffin lid.

The black coffin suddenly sank downwards.

Half of the black mist in the coffin was forcibly pushed back.

Lin Wanqing steadied herself by holding onto the pillar and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chen Bufan!"

Chen Bufan did not turn around.

"Take Uncle Jiu with you."

Lin Wanqing immediately rushed towards Chen Laojiu.

Zhang Shouyuan and the old Taoist Qingyang also stepped in again to help her suppress the remaining energy of the black needles.

Wicked life is furious.

The voice inside the coffin was no longer disguised.

Countless broken cries of life overlapped, piercing everyone's eardrums with pain.

"You won't save them!"

"You won't save them!"

"The Chen family are all liars!"

"You're saying help!"

"But you can't save anyone!"

Chen Bufan said coldly:

"I can't save everyone."

"But I can kill you first."

Evil life has gone completely mad.

The black coffin shook violently.

The black life-destiny patterns on the coffin lid exploded in circles.

At the same time, the entire Qing Shi Temple began to shake.

Boom!

The beams of the rear hall are broken.

Large patches of black fire ignited on the old talismans on the wall.

The paper figures in the outer courtyard all screamed at the same time.

Cracks appeared in the ground.

Qingshi Temple is about to collapse.

Zhang Shouyuan's expression changed drastically.

"An evil destiny is detonating the Well of Fate!"

Lin Wanqing, supporting Chen Laojiu, called out to Chen Bufan:

"Walk!"

Chen Bufan held onto the money tightly.

"You guys go first."

Lin Wanqing angrily said:

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Above the rear hall, a horizontal beam crashed down with a loud thud.

Chen Bufan looked up.

The evil spirit inside the black coffin let out a maniacal laugh.

"Walk?"

"Nobody's leaving!"

"The Chen family's blood will remain!"

"Leave them all!"