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

The knocking on the door continued.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Each blow felt like a tap on Shen Qingyue's heart.

She huddled by the bed, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

I dare not cry.

I dared not utter a sound.

They didn't even dare to breathe deeply.

Gu Yanchuan's voice rang out again from outside the bedroom door.

"Qingyue."

"What are you doing in there?"

His tone was still gentle.

But for some reason, that gentleness seemed to be wrapped in a layer of ice.

It sent chills down one's spine.

Shen Qingyue stared intently at the door.

The shadow beneath the crack in the door remained.

It just stayed there.

Not moving at all.

Like the person outside the door, who was also looking down, peeking at her through the crack in the door.

In the live stream, even the more than two million viewers dared not send random messages.

The comments section became incredibly fast and chaotic.

[Don't make a sound!]

【Do not open the door!】

【Qingyue, lock the door!】

Have you called the police? When will they arrive?

Does Gu Yanchuan know that she found the red cloth package?

He definitely knew! He came back to collect evidence!

My scalp is tingling; this is scarier than a ghost.

【Master Chen, please save her!】

Shen Qingyue held the phone closer with trembling hands.

On the screen, Chen Bufan's face was frighteningly cold.

He didn't ask her to answer Gu Yanchuan.

They didn't let her rush out.

He only said one sentence.

"Don't watch the door."

Shen Qingyue was taken aback.

Chen Bufan stared at her.

"Look at the ground."

"Bring your phone close to the red cloth bag."

Shen Qingyue's lips turned pale.

"Now?"

Chen Bufan's voice was very steady.

"Now."

Gu Yanchuan knocked on the door again.

thump.

This time, it's a little heavier than before.

"Qingyue."

I heard your voice.

Shen Qingyue shuddered.

She didn't say anything.

But Gu Yanchuan seemed to know everything.

She dared not hesitate any longer, knelt on the ground, and slowly turned the phone camera toward the red cloth bag with trembling hands.

The red cloth bag was still lying on the ground.

Hair.

Birth date and time (eight characters)

Group photo.

Money for the dead.

Black dog spine.

Everything was like a needle, sending chills down the spines of everyone in the live stream.

Chen Bufan whispered:

"Closer."

Shen Qingyue moved her phone forward.

The camera was focused on the rusty copper coin.

The surface of the copper coin is rusted black, and there is a layer of bluish-green spots on the edge.

At first glance, it looks like an old copper coin.

But when Chen Bufan's gaze fell upon him, his expression turned noticeably colder.

"Flip it over."

Shen Qingyue's voice was hoarse.

"I can't touch it..."

"Use a clothes hanger."

Shen Qingyue immediately grabbed the clothes hanger, but her hands trembled so much that she missed it several times.

Gu Yanchuan, standing outside the door, seemed to have sensed something.

The voice suddenly lowered.

"Qingyue."

Are you going through my things?

Shen Qingyue's hand suddenly stopped.

The live chat exploded with comments.

How did he know?!

Holy crap, he really knew!

[Don't stop, keep flipping!]

【Qingyue, don't be afraid, the master is here!】

This person is terrifying; it feels like he's standing behind the door listening to breathing.

Chen Bufan did not urge him.

He only said coldly:

"He's too scared to come in."

Shen Qingyue looked up.

Why?

"Because the bag isn't destroyed yet."

Chen Bufan said, "Flip it."

These words seemed to give Shen Qingyue a bit of strength.

She gritted her teeth, hooked the edge of the copper coin with a clothes hanger, and gently flicked it.

The coin flipped over.

pat.

The sound wasn't loud.

But in this room, it was so clear it felt like it was hitting my eardrums.

On the reverse side of the coin, a fine engraving is visible.

It's not a natural rust mark.

The patterns are man-made.

It is winding and twisted, like an insect, or like strands of thread tangled together.

Once someone in the live stream saw it clearly, they immediately started spamming the chat.

[There are inscriptions on the back of the copper coin!]

[It's not a word, it's a symbol, isn't it?]

[Why does it look like my hair is tangled up?]

This is disgusting.

What exactly is this?

Chen Bufan stared at the pattern for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on the copper coin on the table.

His own old copper coin also made a very faint thud.

hum.

The screen on Shen Qingyue's phone vibrated slightly.

Chen Bufan paused.

Shen Qingyue's throat tightened.

"What is meant by 'money to borrow one's life'?"

Chen Bufan looked at the copper coin.

"Suppressing the population, stifling human activity."

"Then use the hair of a living person and the eight characters of their birth chart to connect the dots."

"When you and he get married, you'll drink the nuptial wine, bow to heaven and earth, and enter the bridal chamber."

"This coin will take your life from him."

Shen Qingyue's face turned deathly pale.

"What will happen to me then?"

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"At best, it will cause a serious illness."

"In severe cases, death may occur within three days."

Shen Qingyue almost dropped her phone.

The live chat exploded.

[Sudden death?!]

This isn't a wedding, this is murder!

Has Gu Yanchuan gone mad?

[It wasn't madness, it was premeditated!]

No wonder they kept urging her to get married!

So, his promise to pick her up that night is an attempt to pressure her into marriage?

What are we waiting for? Police, come quick!

Gu Yanchuan, who was outside the door, suddenly chuckled.

The laughter was very soft.

The sound came through the door, making Shen Qingyue's scalp tingle.

"Master Chen."

His voice came from outside the door.

"You really do know a lot."

Shen Qingyue suddenly looked towards the door.

She couldn't believe it.

Gu Yanchuan knew that she was having a live stream with Chen Bufan.

They could even hear Chen Bufan speaking.

The live stream chat went wild instantly.

He heard that?!

The phone was very quiet, how did he hear it?

[This person outside the door is acting strange!]

Master, does he also know magic?

[Qingyue, don't panic, silence your phone!]

Shen Qingyue hurriedly turned down the volume on her phone.

But Gu Yanchuan spoke up again.

"it's useless."

"Qingyue, turn your voice down now, I can still hear you."

Shen Qingyue froze.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

She looked at Chen Bufan, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Mr. Chen..."

How could he hear it?

Chen Bufan said coldly:

"Because your hair is in the bag."

"It's in the room."

"A connection has already been made between you and him."

"He can sense every word you say here."

Shen Qingyue shook her head in despair.

"What should we do then?"

"Does he know everything I do now?"

Chen Bufan looked at the red cloth bag.

"That's why I told you not to touch the bones."

"Once you touch it, the connection is complete."

"At that time, he won't even need to enter the door to possess your soul."

As soon as he said that, the live stream chat was a beat behind.

[Soul dragging?]

I really can't listen to this anymore, it's too scary.

So Qingyue isn't hiding in her bedroom now, she's trapped inside the station?

No wonder the person outside wasn't in a hurry.

Can a master break this?

Chen Bufan's voice was very steady.

"It can be broken."

Shen Qingyue grasped at a straw as if it were a lifeline.

"How do we break this?"

Chen Bufan did not answer immediately.

He glanced at the red cloth bag, then at the bedroom door.

"It can't be broken yet."

Shen Qingyue was stunned.

Why?

"There are guards outside the door."

Chen Bufan said, "If you touch this bag, he will rush in."

Outside the door, Gu Yanchuan did not deny it.

He simply knocked on the door again.

thump.

This time, it wasn't just a knock.

It's more like a warning.

"Qingyue."

"Did you hear that?"

"Don't touch my things."

Shen Qingyue bit her lip tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"So who exactly is he?"

He's not a ghost.

You said he was a human being.

"But the real Gu Yanchuan is already dead."

"So, who exactly is this person now?"

The live stream room fell silent instantly.

Everyone is waiting for this answer.

Chen Bufan looked at the door.

"He is definitely not Gu Yanchuan."

"The real Gu Yanchuan died three years ago at an abandoned construction site on Qingwan Road."

"They were gagged and buried under the No. 3 tower crane."

Shen Qingyue's breathing became labored.

Chen Bufan continued:

"The person outside the door is using Gu Yanchuan's identity, Gu Yanchuan's destiny, and Gu Yanchuan's life."

"He lived for three years with the life of a dead man."

Shen Qingyue asked in a trembling voice:

"Borrowing a life...can it really turn one person into another?"

"cannot."

Chen Bufan answered quickly.

"Life can be borrowed."

"You can't lend your face."

"So he just painted a face."

The live chat exploded with comments.

Painted Skin

【substitute?】

Holy crap!

So it's not a ghost, but someone impersonating one?!

No wonder there was no shadow... wait, how do you explain the lack of a shadow?

Chen Bufan said coldly:

"He has no reflection, not because he is a ghost."

"It's because his life isn't in his own hands."

"A mirror reflects not only a person, but also their destiny."

"He is covered in the life of the dead, so the mirror cannot reflect him completely."

Shen Qingyue felt a chill run down her spine.

This is more terrifying than a ghost.

If it were a ghost, she could still tell herself that it wasn't from the human world.

But now Chen Bufan is telling her.

Standing outside the door was a living person.

A living person who stole the life of a dead person, assumed the identity of a dead person, and approached her for three years.

One that can laugh.

It can talk.

He will hug her.

I will have dinner with her.

A person who greets others gently in front of the camera.

Shen Qingyue suddenly gagged.

She covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

"I've been with him for three years."

"I introduced him to my friends."

"I've met the team."

"I even... I almost met his parents."

She stared at the screen in despair.

"Mr. Chen."

Why did he approach me?

Chen Bufan remained silent for a second.

"Because of your destiny."

Shen Qingyue's voice trembled.

"My destiny?"

Chen Bufan said:

"You're not just an ordinary woman with a lucky husband destiny."

"You are a Jade Hall Gathering Star type."

"This kind of fate may not guarantee great wealth and status for oneself, but one can rely on the good fortune of others."

The more famous you are, the better the fortunes of those close to you will be.

"If you truly commit to someone and entrust your marriage to them, that person's destiny can be elevated by your luck."

He paused.

His voice was as cold as ice.

"That's why he waited three years and hasn't made a move against you yet."

"He wants more than just your life."

"He wants you to willingly give him your marriage and your fortune."

Shen Qingyue froze completely.

She recalled the words Gu Yanchuan had spoken over the past three years.

"Qingyue, let's get married."

"I don't want to wait any longer."

No matter how successful you are in your career, you still need a home.

"Don't worry, I will be good to you for the rest of my life."

Those words that once softened her heart have now turned into knives.

He stabbed her repeatedly, until she bled profusely.

The comments section was filled with angry remarks.

【brute!】

This isn't just marriage fraud, it's murder and theft!

Who exactly is Gu Yanchuan?

[He must have someone helping him behind the scenes!]

The person who knows how to tie a sore throat must be investigated!

Shen Qingyue is so pitiful.

Master, save her!

Gu Yanchuan's voice rang out again from outside the door.

This time, there was no gentleness left at all.

"Have you said enough?"

Shen Qingyue shrank back in fright.

The shadow outside the door moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the doorknob suddenly turned slightly.

Click.

Shen Qingyue's pupils suddenly contracted.

The bedroom door was locked from the inside.

But the knob inside the door lock started moving on its own.

a little.

One more thing.

It's like an invisible hand is slowly turning it open.

Everyone in the live stream saw it.

The barrage of comments exploded.

The door lock is moving!

Holy crap, the door lock is moving by itself!

【Qingyue, quickly block the door!】

[Get a chair! Use a chair to hold it up!]

[Call the police! Call the police! Call the police!]

【What should we do, Master Chen?!】

Shen Qingyue retreated backward, using both her hands and feet, her voice hoarse from crying.

"Mr. Chen!"

"The door...the door lock is moving by itself!"

Chen Bufan suddenly stood up.

This is the first time he has stood up since the start of the live stream.

In the shot, only half of his cold and stern face can be seen.

"Shen Qingyue."

"Listen carefully."

"Don't touch the red cloth bag."

"Don't touch that coin."

Go get the water glass from the bedside table.

Shen Qingyue shook her head, crying.

What's the use of a water cup?

Do as instructed.

"You have less than a minute left."

The door lock was still turning.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Each blow felt like a death knell.

Shen Qingyue rushed to the bedside table and grabbed a water glass.

There is still half a cup of water in the cup.

Her hands trembled so much that she spilled water all over the floor.

"Got it!"

Chen Bufan stared at the door lock.

"Pour water under the door."

Shen Qingyue was stunned.

"Pour some water?"

"quick."

She dared not ask any more questions, knelt by the door, and poured the water from the cup down the crack in the door.

Water seeped into the cracks in the door.

The next second, a very faint hissing sound came from outside the door.

It looked like something had been burned.

The sound of the door lock turning stopped.

Shen Qingyue stood there, stunned.

The live stream chat went silent for a brief moment.

Then they started spamming the screen.

[It's stopped!]

It's really stopped!

Is water useful?

[Holy crap, Master is awesome!]

What is the underlying principle?

Forget about the principles, just focus on survival!

Chen Bufan was not relaxed at all.

He stared at the puddle of water under the door, his voice turning somber.

"The water supply can only be cut off once."

"It won't hold out for long."

There was silence outside the door for a few seconds.

Then, Gu Yanchuan smiled.

The laughter was very soft.

indifferent.

There was even a hint of mockery.

"Qingyue."

"Now, you won't even open the door for me?"

Shen Qingyue covered her mouth tightly, not daring to answer.

The sounds outside the door grew closer.

Gu Yanchuan was speaking right next to the door.

I know you're scared.

"I know you're listening to that liar."

"But don't forget."

"For the past three years, I've been by your side."

"I'm the one who'll take you home."

"I was the one who stayed by your bedside when you were sick."

His voice suddenly lowered.

"Qingyue."

"Open the door."

"I know you're listening to that liar."