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

Gu Yanchuan's voice came through the door.

"Qingyue."

"Open the door."

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

Shen Qingyue knelt on the ground, still clutching an empty water glass in her hand.

Water had already seeped out through the cracks in the door.

The door lock is temporarily off.

But the shadow outside the door is still there.

Very close.

They were so close, it was as if they were separated by only a thin sheet of paper.

Shen Qingyue bit the back of her hand, not daring to cry out loud.

The live stream chat was in complete chaos.

【Don't drive! Absolutely do not drive!】

He specifically mentioned Master Chen, so he's definitely not an ordinary person!

【Qingyue, step back!】

[Master, please think of a solution!]

Is that really Gu Yanchuan outside the door?

[If it's not a ghost, and it's not Gu Yanchuan, then what is it?]

Chen Bufan's voice suddenly rang out.

"Shen Qingyue."

Shen Qingyue suddenly looked up.

"I am here."

Are there any small mirrors in the room?

Shen Qingyue was taken aback.

"Mirror?"

Chen Bufan peered through the crack in the door.

"Makeup mirrors, powder compact mirrors, mirrors on phone cases, anything goes."

Shen Qingyue nodded hastily.

"Yes, there is a makeup mirror."

She scrambled to her feet, her limbs weak, and rushed to the dressing table.

The table was covered with lipsticks, powder compacts, and makeup remover pads.

She rummaged through her bag several times before finally pulling out a small round mirror.

The mirror is only the size of a palm.

Silver casing.

She usually uses it for touching up her makeup.

But now, holding it in my hand, it feels as cold as a block of ice.

Her voice trembled.

"Got it."

Chen Bufan said:

"Place it in front of the door crack."

Shen Qingyue's face turned pale.

"The crack in the door?"

"right."

Chen Bufan spoke in a very steady tone.

"The mirror faces outwards."

"Don't get too close."

The live chat exploded instantly.

[Holy crap! Is this going to show the outside of the door?]

"No, what if you see something?"

[Do what the master tells you to do!]

[Qingyue, be careful, don't get too close!]

[Push it over there!]

Shen Qingyue had also thought of that.

Not daring to reach her hand directly to the door, she grabbed the clothes hanger and slowly pushed the small mirror over.

The carpet is very soft.

The mirror was pushed around a few times.

With every inch forward, Shen Qingyue's heart sank a little deeper.

Outside the door, Gu Yanchuan suddenly fell silent.

He didn't say anything more.

They didn't knock on the door again.

This silence, however, is what makes people even more uneasy.

The small mirror was finally pushed to the crack in the door.

The mirror is angled outwards.

Shen Qingyue held up her phone, slowly lowering the camera lens.

In the live stream, millions of people were staring at that small round mirror.

A corner of the hallway outside the door appeared in the mirror.

Gray carpet.

White baseboard.

There was also a pair of black leather shoes.

Those shoes were parked right at the door.

The toes of the shoes were almost touching the crack in the door.

Shen Qingyue's breath hitched.

He was actually standing outside.

I've been here from just now until now.

The live chat was flooded with comments.

[Shoes! I saw shoes!]

There really is someone outside!

He never left!

【Qingyue, get away from the door!】

Wait, look in the mirror...

Something's not right! Something's not right!

Shen Qingyue didn't react at first.

She stared intently at the shoes.

Then, she suddenly realized the problem.

In the small mirror, there were only shoes.

It has no legs.

It has no body.

There was no sign of Gu Yanchuan.

Those black leather shoes seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, placed outside the door.

It sat there quietly.

A little above the mirror, there is emptiness.

There was nothing there.

Shen Qingyue's blood instantly turned cold.

She covered her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The live stream went silent for a brief moment.

Then, it completely exploded.

【Aaaaaaah!】

Only shoes! Only shoes!

Where are they?!

There's still no one in the mirror!

This isn't just a matter of angle, is it?

He was standing right outside the door, so why was there only a shoe reflected in the mirror?

Gu Yanchuan has no shadow! No reflection!

I believe it now, I really believe it!

[Master, help!]

Outside the door, Gu Yanchuan finally spoke.

This time, there was no gentleness in his voice.

cold.

Negative.

It sounded like it was coming from a damp basement.

"Chen Bufan".

"You ruined my plans?"

Shen Qingyue was startled.

She looked at her phone.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

He called Master Chen by his name!

He knows Chen Bufan!

This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision!

Did he already know who Master Chen was?

[Oh no, there must be someone behind this.]

Chen Bufan's eyes darkened slightly.

This was the first time Gu Yanchuan had accurately called him by name.

Not a "live streamer".

Not a "liar".

It's Chen Bufan.

Someone who has lived under the identity of Gu Yanchuan for three years shouldn't know him.

Unless, from the very beginning, this life-borrowing scheme wasn't aimed at Shen Qingyue alone.

Or.

Someone was watching him from behind.

Chen Bufan gently pressed the copper coin with his fingers.

The copper coin emitted a very low hum.

He looked at the screen and said calmly:

"Good news?"

"Borrowing the lives of the dead to seize the fortunes of the living."

"You call this a good thing?"

Gu Yanchuan, standing outside the door, chuckled.

"What do you know?"

She agreed to marry me.

"Her life should belong to me."

Shen Qingyue shook her head violently, crying out:

"I don't!"

"I don't know any of that!"

"I had no idea you were trying to harm me!"

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

When Gu Yanchuan's voice rang out again, it was completely cold.

"Qingyue."

"You forgot?"

"You said you would always be with me."

"You said that no matter what I become, you would marry me."

Shen Qingyue broke down and said:

"That was before!"

"I thought you were human!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden silence outside the door.

next second.

boom!

The bedroom door shook violently.

Shen Qingyue screamed and backed away.

The phone camera was shaking violently.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments.

[They rammed the door!]

He's getting anxious!

【Run, Qingyue!】

[Restroom! Go to the restroom!]

[Block the door! Use a chair to block the door!]

Chen Bufan said sternly:

"Don't run around."

Shen Qingyue looked at the screen while crying.

"Mr. Chen, he's coming in!"

Chen Bufan spoke quickly, but his speech was clear and organized.

"Now listen to me."

"Take the red cloth bag."

Shen Qingyue's face turned pale.

"Take it?"

"Pick it up with a clothes hanger."

Chen Bufan said, "Go to the restroom."

"Close the door."

Turn on the exhaust fan.

"Find fire."

Shen Qingyue was stunned.

"Burn it?"

"right."

Chen Bufan's eyes were as cold as knives.

"The fact that he dares to bang on the door now means that the mirror has broken through his disguise."

"The red cloth bag is the thread that brought you together."

"Burn it, and he won't be able to touch you."

boom!

The door was bumped again.

The door frame made a piercing sound.

Shen Qingyue was so frightened that her whole body went limp.

But this time, she didn't just cry.

She gritted her teeth, grabbed the clothes hanger, and picked up the red cloth bag.

The moment the red cloth bag was lifted, the copper coins inside jingled.

The sound was very soft.

But Gu Yanchuan outside the door seemed to have gone mad.

boom!

boom!

boom!

He started banging on the door frantically.

"Shen Qingyue!"

"You dare touch it!"

"You dare touch it and see what happens!"

Shen Qingyue was so frightened that tears streamed down her face, but she still held onto her phone, picked up her red cloth bag, and stumbled into the bathroom.

The bathroom lights were a stark white.

The mirror is very big.

As soon as she entered, she subconsciously glanced at the mirror.

She could only see herself in the mirror.

Gu Yanchuan is not here.

There was nothing strange about it.

She immediately turned around and closed the door.

Click.

Lock it.

The comments section was filled with urging.

[Burn quickly!]

Where's the lighter?

Are there matches in the hotel bathroom?

[Looking for her bag! She definitely has a lighter in it!]

Female celebrities don't necessarily own lighters!

A hair dryer? No way, it won't catch fire!

Shen Qingyue searched the entire table but couldn't find a lighter.

Her voice changed from anxiety.

"There is no fire."

"Mr. Chen, I don't have any fire!"

Chen Bufan looked at the washbasin in the picture.

Did you have any scented candles in your bag?

Shen Qingyue was taken aback.

She suddenly remembered that her assistant, Xiao Zhou, had given her a calming aromatherapy diffuser the night before.

It's in the small bag next to the sink.

She rushed over and, sure enough, found a small candle.

There was also a box of matches provided by the hotel.

It looks like it's for lighting aromatherapy for guests.

Her hands were shaking so badly she could barely light the fire.

The first one broke.

The second one went out.

The third one, finally polished to a shine.

The moment the small flame lit up, everyone in the live stream breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, another loud bang came from outside the bedroom.

boom!

This time, it wasn't the bathroom door.

It's the outside bedroom door.

It looked like the door lock had been broken.

Gu Yanchuan's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

"Shen Qingyue!"

"come out!"

"You can't burn it!"

"If you burn it, what will I do?"

The moment those words were spoken, the live chat exploded.

He admitted it!

He was afraid the red cloth bag would be burned!

Burn it! Burn it right now!

Don't hesitate!

What he does is none of your business!

【Kiyotsuki-yaki!】

Shen Qingyue heard it too.

She laughed through her tears.

That laugh was awful.

It was also very cold.

"What are you going to do?"

She stared at the bathroom door, her voice trembling, but for the first time, she felt hatred.

"Gu Yanchuan".

"No matter who you are."

You've lied to me for three years.

"You still want my life."

"Now you're asking me what you'll do?"

She lowered her head and brought the matches to the edge of the red cloth bag.

The red cloth, when exposed to fire, did not immediately burst into flames.

Instead, a plume of damp, cold black smoke rose up.

The smoke smells very fishy.

It looks like something rotting in the water.

Shen Qingyue almost vomited.

Chen Bufan immediately said:

"Don't smell it."

"Turn on the exhaust fan."

Shen Qingyue coughed as she pressed the exhaust switch.

With a buzzing sound.

The exhaust fan started to turn.

The black smoke was gradually drawn away.

The flame finally caught the edge of the red cloth.

At first, just a little bit.

Then it gradually expands.

The red fabric was curled and turned black.

The hair inside caught fire first.

sizzle.

A strong, burnt smell wafted out.

Shen Qingyue covered her nose, tears streaming down her face.

It's not fear.

It's disgusting.

She saw her hair curling in the fire, and the yellow paper with her birth date and time written on it turning black little by little.

Like something that had been weighing on her for three years, finally being torn open by fire.

Outside the door, Gu Yanchuan completely lost control.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The bathroom door started to shake.

He had already entered the bedroom.

We're right outside the bathroom now.

Shen Qingyue was so frightened that she stepped back and bumped her back against the sink.

"Mr. Chen!"

"He's at the door!"

Chen Bufan's voice was frighteningly calm.

"Keep burning."

"Don't stop."

boom!

The bathroom door trembled from being slammed.

There was even a thin crack in the door panel.

Gu Yanchuan's voice came from outside the door; it was no longer a normal man's voice.

Low-pitched.

hoarse.

It also carried an indescribable sharpness.

"Qingyue."

How could you do this to me?

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

"I saved you."

"I shielded you from negative rumors."

"Without me, you would have been completely devoured by those capitalists long ago!"

Shen Qingyue cried out:

"So you think you can hurt me?"

There was a sudden moment of silence outside the door.

Then, Gu Yanchuan chuckled softly.

"I'm not trying to hurt you."

"I just want you to marry me."

"Once we're married, I'll give you my life."

"I'll give you my people."

"What's wrong with that?"

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

【madman!】

What kind of absurd logic is this?

[How can you describe murder with such heartfelt emotion?]

[Qingyue, don't listen to his nonsense, burn it!]

Master, where has the fire spread?

In the footage, the red cloth bag is already half burned.

The yellow paper turned to ash.

The group photo curled up and turned black.

In the photo, Shen Qingyue's face is first engulfed by flames.

Then there was Gu Yanchuan's face, which had been covered up with black ink.

The joss paper was burning hot and vibrated slightly in the fire.

It makes a soft tinkling sound.

It looked like something was struggling.

Chen Bufan stared at the fire.

"When the copper coin turns black, it will break in half."

Shen Qingyue wiped away her tears.

"And what about the other half?"

Chen Bufan looked at the piece of black bone.

"bone."

Shen Qingyue's heart sank.

The fire had already reached the black dog's spine.

But the piece of black bone remained unchanged.

Not burnt.

It does not crack.

Even the red thread wasn't burned through.

It lay in the fire, its black surface gleaming.

Like a closed eye.

Outside the door, Gu Yanchuan rammed the door even harder.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The door lock has started to loosen.

Every time the bathroom door shook, Shen Qingyue's heart trembled.

Chen Bufan suddenly spoke:

"Shen Qingyue."

"No matter what you see later, don't scream."

Shen Qingyue's face turned deathly pale.

"What?"

Chen Bufan stared at the black bones in the fire.

There's something inside the bones.

The voice just fell.

The flames suddenly dimmed.

It's not annihilation.

Instead, it felt like something was pressing down on it.

The piece of black bone moved slightly in the fire.

Shen Qingyue thought she had misread it.

next second.

A thin crack appeared on the surface of the black bone.

A drop of black liquid slowly seeped out from the crack.

Viscous.

Shiny.

Like blood.

But it is blacker than blood.

Tick.

Black blood fell into the fire.

The flames suddenly turned green.

Suddenly, a blurry woman's face appeared in the bathroom mirror.

Her hair was disheveled, her lips were purple, and her eyes were fixed on Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue froze, unable to utter a sound.

Outside the door, Gu Yanchuan's banging on the door stopped at that moment.

He seemed to have finally lost his temper.

The sound was so cold it was almost distorted.

"Chen Bufan!"

"You even dare to burn this?!"