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

Chen Bufan stared at the nine lanes.

"A normal formation only has eight gates."

"Rest, Life, Injury, Block, Scenery, Death, Shock, Open."

Wang Tianhao counted them once.

There are nine here.

"What about the extra?"

Chen Bufan stepped on the copper coin that Luo Tiancheng had placed in the center with his toes.

"Return to the gate."

"The finish line is here."

"No matter where you go."

"They all have to come back in the end."

The voice just fell.

Car headlights suddenly appeared in the distance.

At the end of nine roads.

Two beams of snow-white light appeared simultaneously.

The sound of an engine grew louder as it approached.

Nine identical black minivans drove toward the toll station from nine different directions.

The license plates are the same.

The models are the same.

Even the crack in the lower right corner of the windshield is exactly the same.

It was the very car they were riding in.

The officers immediately dispersed.

One person gripped the equipment at his waist.

"Everyone, move to the back of the vehicle!"

Nine vehicles gradually approached.

It's not fast.

But there was no sign of slowing down.

The live stream camera zoomed in.

The same people were sitting in every car.

Chen Bufan.

Lin Wanqing.

Luo Tiancheng.

Wang Tianhao.

There were also fellow police officers.

Everyone sat upright.

Not moving at all.

Their faces all turned to look out the window.

Stare at yourself in reality.

A young police officer's face turned pale instantly.

In the passenger seat of the car directly in front.

Sitting there is another version of him.

The clothes are the same.

The same goes for the face.

But "his" forehead had already sunken in.

Fresh blood flowed down the bridge of his nose.

The young police officer instinctively touched his forehead.

"What is this?"

The commercial vehicle on the far right is already approaching the toll line.

Wang Tianhao, who was inside the car, suddenly raised his hand.

Slowly roll down the car window.

Wang Tianhao, who was outside, shrank back behind Chen Bufan.

"Master Chen."

"How come there's another me in here?"

Wang Tianhao, inside the car, grinned.

His smile grew wider and wider.

His mouth was split all the way to his ears.

He pointed to Wang Tianhao in real life.

He then pointed to the empty seat next to him.

It was as if they were inviting him to get in the car.

Wang Tianhao immediately raised his middle finger.

"You think you can imitate my face?"

"Fake product."

Despite saying that, he had already completely hidden behind Chen Bufan.

The nine minivans were getting closer and closer to the toll station.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

ten meters.

The roar of the engine filled everyone's ears.

Nine red lights turned green at the same time.

boom!

The nine cars suddenly accelerated.

"spread!"

Lin Wanqing gave a sharp shout.

The officers quickly retreated.

Wang Tianhao squatted down, covering his head.

However, all nine vehicles stopped at the toll line at the same time.

The front of the car was close to the crowd.

Less than half a meter.

There was no braking sound.

There is no tire friction.

It's like being suddenly stopped in place.

inside the car.

All nine Chen Bufans looked up at the same time.

Nine pairs of eyes peered through the windshield.

He looked coldly at Luo Tiancheng in the center of the toll station.

next second.

All the car lights turned off at the same time.

Darkness once again engulfed the road.

Nine vans disappeared.

There were no tire tracks on the ground.

There wasn't a single trace of exhaust fumes.

There are only nine roads.

At the same time, the sound of a car door opening could be heard.

Click.

Click.

Click.

in the dark.

The sound of orderly footsteps could be heard.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Nine paths.

People are walking towards the tollbooth.

"Ignore them."

Luo Tiancheng waved his hand on the ground, and the nine copper coins he had just arranged lit up simultaneously.

The approaching footsteps in the darkness suddenly stopped.

"Nine roads."

"Nine key points of the formation."

"I'll find a way to nail down the Eight Gates first."

The live stream kept showing footage.

Of the nine loops.

Each has something that shouldn't exist.

A broken street lamp with its light on.

A discarded GG sign that automatically changes its content daily.

A reflective column stained with fresh blood.

An uncovered drainage well from which the sound of panting can be heard.

A rusted road sign pointing inside the tollbooth.

A withered locust tree with scars shaped like human faces covering its bark.

A trash can rolling against the wind.

A cement block with five mud handprints.

And a broken mirror standing beside the bend in the road.

There was no toll booth in the mirror.

There was only one straight road leading to the old concrete plant.

Several police officers split into groups according to their locations and proceeded accordingly.

The first key point of the formation was blocked by copper coins.

The leftmost red light is off.

The second place.

The image on the GG card suddenly stopped.

The third place.

The panting sounds from the drainage well abruptly ceased.

But just as the fourth group was preparing to fix the broken mirror.

A police car suddenly appeared on the road in the mirror.

Police cars sped up.

The police officer in charge of securing the key points of the formation was sitting in the driver's seat.

An elderly man wearing a yellow helmet was sitting in the passenger seat.

Liu Jianguo.

The old man's face was covered in blood.

They kept banging on the car window.

He was shouting something under his breath.

The police officer was taken aback.

I subconsciously moved closer to the mirror.

Liu Jianguo, reflected in the mirror, suddenly stopped banging on the window.

Slowly raise your head.

A stiff smile appeared on his lips.

The police car crashed violently into the mirror.

boom!

The broken mirror in reality shuddered violently.

The officer was pulled forward by an unseen force.

Half of his face was almost pressed against the mirror.

"Grab him!"

His two companions held him tightly around the waist.

Chen Bufan threw out his life-saving money.

clang!

The money stuck into the frame, and the entire mirror shattered.

The police car in the mirror disappeared instantly.

The officer was pulled back.

Blood was already seeping from the tip of his nose.

He stared at the mirror.

His face was deathly pale.

"That person inside just now..."

"He looks just like Liu Jianguo."

Chen Bufan waved his hand to take back the life-saving money, wiped it on his sleeve, and said in a deep voice:

"The things here."

Don't believe it.

The eight key points of the formation were successively fixed.

The red lights at the tollbooth went out one by one.

Only the final exit remains.

Luo Tiancheng pressed the copper coin in the center.

"The loop road leads in but not out."

"Those who return to the gate are accepted, not released."

"Old fox."

"Your net."

"It should be demolished."

The copper coin suddenly sank into the road.

Inside the toll station.

Suddenly a soft sound rang out.

Snapped.

A speck of cigarette ash drifted down from the broken window.

It landed on the digital clock.

The time that had been stopped began to tick slightly.

【21: 47】

become:

【21: 48】

The shadows of all the streetlights at the tollbooth suddenly shifted westward.

It's like there's an invisible sun.

It spanned the entire sky in a second.

The shadows of everyone were stretched extremely long.

Wang Tianhao glanced down and screamed in fright.

"Holy crap! Master Chen, my shadow... has run away from home!"

Seeing that his shadow was not following him, he walked alone towards the far left lane.

It wasn't just him.

Everyone's shadows are moving.

One by one, dark shadows detached from beneath their feet.

They each took one of nine separate paths.

The young police officer's shadow was the first to step into the gate of death.

His body stiffened instantly.

My feet moved forward uncontrollably.

"Grab him!"

Lin Wanqing lunged forward.

He gripped the police officer's arm tightly.

But the officer's strength was unusually great.

Neither of them could hold them back.

His gaze was blank.

Repeatedly in his mouth:

"The car is here."

"I want to get on the bus."

in the dark.

The engine noise that had just disappeared started up again.

A van without headlights drove out of the dead end.

The car door is already open.

The room was filled with people sitting with their heads down.

On every seat.

It was that same police officer.

Some have dents in their heads.

Some had their faces covered in blood.

Some of their necks were broken.

Everyone was silently waiting for him to get on the bus.

Chen Bufan raised his hand.

A yellow talisman landed on the back of the police officer's neck.

Snapped!

The shadow that had detached from the body suddenly retracted.

The officer's legs went weak.

He knelt heavily on the ground.

The unlit van stopped a step away from him.

Everyone in the car looked up at the same time.

next second.

The car and its occupants disappeared into the darkness.

at the same time.

All nine directions have been changed.

The nine copper coins on the ground flipped over at the same time.

The eight fixed array points were repositioned.

The red light that had been turned off suddenly turned on again.

The life-saving money under Chen Bufan's palm was ejected.

clang!

They pierced the glass of the toll booth directly.

Glass shards flew everywhere.

However, they avoided all the people present.

Not a single piece was harmful.

Luo Tiancheng seized the opportunity to catch the still-warm cigarette ash.

Wang Tianhao glanced at his bandages, which were now bleeding again.

"Can you beat him?"

Luo Tiancheng remained silent.

"clear."

Wang Tianhao nodded.

"At their peak, they can last two more minutes."

"So we still have to rely on Master Chen."

Luo Tiancheng suppressed his rage, which made him want to kick Wang Tianhao to death, and pointed towards the Death Gate.

"Go in yourself."

"Shall I take you?"

Luo Tiancheng did not continue to forcefully suppress the Nine Gates.

He took out his tablet.

"Officer Lin."

"Could you please retrieve all the nearby road construction maps, base station signals, vehicle trajectories, and mileage marker data?"

Wang Tianhao glanced at him.

"Are you a legitimate feng shui master, or just a temporary worker for the road planning department?"

Luo Tiancheng didn't even look up.

"Shut up."

"This master does not have time to take care of the illiterate right now."

The data was quickly compiled.

The vehicle had been heading south for the past half hour.

The base station signal, however, fluctuated between nine different locations.

The GPS track resembles nine folded flower petals.

Each route extends outwards.

The destination, however, was entirely located in the center of the tollbooth.

Luo Tiancheng used slope, mileage, and base station distance for reorientation.

The first real road has just appeared.

The broken streetlight in the distance suddenly lit up.

The lamp head slowly rotated.

The exit, which originally faced south, was turned due east by the lights.

The second path has just been fixed.

The broken mirror beside the bend turned on its own.

The road in the mirror swaps positions with reality.

Article 3.

Black water suddenly gushed out of the drainage well.

The water did not flood the road.

But it carried the earthy energy of the entire road into another door.

Luo Tiancheng made a decision.

They can move one line.

The copper coins flew off one after another.

The talisman turned black in mid-air.

Blood seeped through the bandages on his arm again.

The last coin fell.

It rolled around the ground once.

They returned to his feet.

Luo Tiancheng looked down at the copper coins.

He didn't say anything for a long time.

Wang Tianhao asked cautiously:

"Out of options?"

Luo Tiancheng looked up and glared at him.

"I'm just still thinking about it."

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"Keep urging me."

"I'll use you as a sacrifice first."

He remained sharp-tongued, but Luo Tiancheng did not make another move.

The opponent did not control all nine array points.

It's not the entire road network.

He is standing in the tollbooth now.

No matter how you determine the direction, you can only follow the path the other party has changed.

Chen Bufan suddenly said:

"Stop looking for directions."

Luo Tiancheng turned his head.

"How can we get into the factory without finding our way?"

Chen Bufan placed the yellow safety helmet on the front of the car.

"Looking for someone."

He took out the "Record of Destiny" from the cloth bag.

The yellow booklet slowly rose into the air and unfolded.

The gray pages of the book turned without any wind.

Finally, it stopped at the page with Liu Jianguo's name on it.

[Liu Jianguo.]

[My fate lies in the southeast.]

The road has nine layers.

[My final resting place is nameless.]

A wisp of grayish-white life force rose from the safety helmet.

First, point due south.

The streetlights turned.

The life force then shifts towards the due east.

The broken mirror moved.

The life force was then dragged to the southwest.

The nine roads changed in turn.

That wisp of life energy also moved continuously.

It's like you can never catch up to the real position.

Luo Tiancheng frowned.

"His fate was also recorded on the Nine Gates."

Chen Bufan looked at it for a moment.

Raise your hand to press down on the pages of the book.

The constantly swaying life force suddenly stopped.

"It's not fate that's at work."

"The road is lying."

He lightly traced a line with his fingertip.

The grayish-white life force suddenly broke into nine strands.

They extend into each of the nine lanes.

The nine life lines appear to be different.

However, the entire route eventually circles back to the center of the toll station.

Chen Bufan's eyes turned cold.

"Fake."

The words fell.

He suddenly clenched his five fingers together.

Nine gray-white life lines broke simultaneously.

boom!

A series of loud noises came from the ends of the nine roads.

The streetlights went out.

The mirror shattered and exploded.

The black water in the drainage well instantly flowed backward.

Nine red lights flashed wildly.

A piercing alarm sounded inside the toll booth.

woo-

The entire tollbooth began to shake.

A fainter wisp of life force emerged from beneath the name.

Passing through the toll booth, it disappeared straight into the darkness behind.

Chen Bufan looked up.

"They're over there."

Everyone turned around at the same time.

Behind the toll booth.

There was only a rusted iron gate.

Wild grass grew behind the door.

The road was completely invisible.

Lin Wanqing immediately instructed the technicians to retrieve the old drawings.

Luo Tiancheng stared at the blueprints.

Then he looked at the wisp of life force passing through the iron gate.

"No wonder I couldn't find it."

"That road was delisted long ago."

"Not among the Eight Gates."

"Even if it returns to the gate, it cannot be contained."

Chen Bufan put away "The Record of Destiny".

"Open the door."

Demolition crews immediately moved forward.

The hydraulic clamps gripped the rusted iron chain.

click!

The iron chain broke, and the iron gate collapsed heavily.

A narrow maintenance path overgrown with weeds appeared in the headlights.

The end of the road.

Another road can be vaguely seen.

The moment the maintenance path appeared.

Nine red lights lit up at the same time.

The piercing alarm blared through the night sky.

Nine abandoned railings crashed down.

boom!

The white markings on both sides of the road curve gently.

Like pale arms.

It extends from nine toll lanes.

They grabbed onto the maintenance lane.

The other party wants to use the last option.

They were also dragged into the Nine Gates.

"Get on the bus!"

Lin Wanqing gave the order.

Everyone quickly retreated to the vehicle.

The convoy drove into the maintenance lane.

Behind.

Engines roared from nine roads simultaneously.

Nine identical minivans drove out of the darkness.

The car was empty.

in the driver's seat.

But each of them had a yellow safety helmet on it.

Nine vehicles crashed into the center of the tollbooth simultaneously.

There was no explosion.

There was no metallic twisting sound either.

The car bodies overlapped each other like shadows.

Finally, they combined them into one vehicle.

They closely followed the convoy.

The maintenance path begins to bend to the left.

The exit ahead is also constantly shifting.

Luo Tiancheng took out the Ding Shan Sand he had picked up earlier and was about to lean out of the car door.

Chen Bufan had already pressed down on his shoulder.

"The injury hasn't healed."

Luo Tiancheng stubbornly replied:

"This little injury—"

"Sit down."

Luo Tiancheng glanced at him and finally handed over the Dingshan Sand.

Chen Bufan took the sand.

The Record of Destiny unfolds once again.

Liu Jianguo's fate was pierced through the pages of the book.

Proceed straight ahead along the maintenance road.

The winding road still wants to deviate.

Chen Bufan pressed the Dingshan Sand onto the life line.

"The road can be changed."

"It's not my destiny."

boom!

A grayish-white aura permeated the entire maintenance road.

The dark yellow Ding Shan sand suddenly lit up.

The road surface, which was curving, suddenly sank.

The white marking line straightened instantly.

The earth's energy from the nine gates was forcibly forced back to the toll station.

The van behind them had closed to within three meters.

The car window slowly rolled down.

Liu Jianguo was sitting in the back row.

The old man's face was covered in blood.

He pounded on the car window with both hands.

"Help me!"

"I'm in the car!"

Wang Tianhao was about to turn around.

Chen Bufan said coldly:

"Don't look."

next second.

Liu Jianguo's face suddenly pressed against the car window.

His mouth was split all the way to his ears.

The van crashed into them with a loud bang.

The Record of Destiny shines brightly.

Life force suddenly yanked forward.

The exit of the maintenance lane was instantly shortened.

The first police car sped out.

The second vehicle followed closely behind.

The van was the last to pass through the exit.

The fake car behind had already crashed into the rear of the car.

boom!

Everyone in the car swayed forward at the same time.

Wang Tianhao slammed his head into the seat.

Holy crap!

But wait until he turns around.

The maintenance lane is empty.

There was only a rapidly rising white mist.

The abandoned toll station shrank continuously in the fog.

One by one, the nine roads disappeared.

In the end, only four dilapidated lanes remained.

Three toll booths that collapsed.

The digital clock is gone.

The crows have also disappeared.

The live stream went silent for a brief moment.

The screen was immediately flooded with comments.

[Nine roads have become four!]

[The car chaser really did crash into us!]

[The vehicle's sensors have collision records!]

Did Master Chen just straighten the road?

Is Master Chen alright?

Wang Tianhao was leaning against the back window.

Until the toll booths completely disappeared.

He slowly sat back down.

"Are you out?"

Luo Tiancheng leaned back in his seat and reached out to snatch the Dingshan Sand back from Chen Bufan's hand.

"The main reason is that my sand is easy to use."

The convoy continued on its way.

The road ahead gradually rises.

A bridge spanning the river appeared at the end of the car headlights.

Navigation tips:

[After crossing the bridge ahead, the destination is two kilometers away.]

The vehicle drove onto the bridge.

The river water under the bridge was pitch black.

Streetlights swept past the car roof one after another.

When we reached the middle of the bridge.

Chen Bufan suddenly turned his head to look at the river.

There was no reflection of the convoy in the water.

There are only three bridges side by side.

On each bridge.

They all have an identical team.

One of them is moving forward.

One is stopped in the middle of the bridge.

The third one.

All the vehicles overturned next to the guardrail.

The people inside the car remained motionless.

Chen Bufan withdrew his gaze.

"Don't look at the water."

Three minutes later.

The convoy successfully descended the bridge.

The driver had just breathed a sigh of relief.

It's dark ahead.

Another identical bridge has appeared across the river.

The same guardrail.

The same streetlights.

The same speed limit sign with peeling paint.

Bridgehead.

There was also a black minivan parked there.

License plate number.

It was exactly the same as the one they were riding in.

There was no one in the car.

The driver's side door was open.

Lin Wanqing looked down at the navigation.

On the map.

From beginning to end.

There is only one bridge.