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

[Second layer opens]

Four characters appeared on the "Record of Heavenly Mandate".

A white light rose from the pages of the book and fell into Chen Bufan's brow.

Chen Bufan's body jolted violently, and his blood vessels suddenly opened.

In that instant, Chen Bufan felt as if he had been pushed into deep water.

All the surrounding sounds faded away.

The wind has died down.

The sound of well water has stopped.

Chen Laojiu's crying also stopped.

Only countless lines remain.

Densely packed.

It extends from the bricks of the Chen family's ancestral home.

It extends from the charred beams.

It extends from that old well.

It extends from the memorial tablets of his parents.

The lines were black, white, and dark red.

Some of the wires are broken.

Some of the threads were still tangled.

Some lines, like rotting vines, burrow into the ground and stretch far, far away.

This was the first time Chen Bufan had seen cause and effect so clearly.

In the past, when he tried to read fortunes, it was like looking at a river through a fog.

You can see the direction of the water flow.

You can see where the reefs are.

You can also see who is destined for misfortune and who has debts on their hands.

But things are different now.

The fog has lifted.

What he saw was not a river.

It is not a single network.

The Chen family ancestral home is a dead knot in this web.

The Fate-Changing Gate, Lu Changsheng, the Black Fate Mark, the Qin Family's Borrowing Money Jar, Jiang Kun's Life-Covering Talisman, and Xuan Qingzi's Seven Killings Wealth-Stealing Formation are all not isolated incidents.

There is a line between them.

Very fine.

But it truly exists.

Some of these lines lead to people.

Some lead to objects.

Some routes lead to people who have been dead for many years.

Others lead to a dark, indistinct shadow.

The dark figure stood deep within the web of fate.

Like a grave without a tombstone.

After regaining my senses, I realized that I could now see the subtle textures and the subtle flow of energy within everything.

Chen Bufan wanted to see things more clearly.

But in the instant he focused his mind, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

It was as if a hand reached out from the web of fate and gripped his heart tightly.

"Hmm."

Chen Bufan groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The white light dissipated by half in an instant.

"Chen Bufan!"

Lin Wanqing's expression changed, and she immediately supported him.

Chen Lao Jiu also got up from the ground and said urgently:

"Young Master!"

"Stop looking!"

"The second level has just opened; your life force cannot withstand such deep karmic consequences!"

Chen Bufan braced himself against the edge of the well with one hand.

The knuckles are turning white.

He closed his eyes and forced back the blood pressure that was rising in his throat.

When he opened his eyes again, the white mark under his eyes had faded considerably.

But it didn't disappear.

He looked down at the "Record of Destiny".

On the pages, the original four characters "[Second Layer Opening]" slowly disappeared.

Instead, there were lines of tiny text.

[Second Level of Judgment]

[Insightful Causes]

[Family debts can be pursued]

[Can be used to determine the core of the formation]

[Can be used to project afterimages]

Lin Wanqing looked at the words on the book page.

Although she had seen too many inexplicable things, seeing a book float with its own words still gave her a strong sense of unreality.

She asked in a low voice:

"What does this mean?"

Chen Bufan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It means that you will be able to see things more deeply in the future."

Chen Bufan looked towards the Chen family ancestral home.

"In the past, I could only judge a person by their own fate."

"Now, I can see the family's blood debts behind him."

Lin Wanqing's eyes flickered.

"Like the Qin family?"

"Um."

Chen Bufan said:

"In the past, breaking a feng shui arrangement required searching layer by layer."

"Now we can see roughly where the key point of the formation is."

Lin Wanqing continued to ask:

"Where is the afterimage of the caster behind the evil magic?"

Chen Bufan remained silent for a second.

"It's about seeing the people who orchestrate things through the game."

Lin Wanqing understood instantly.

If they had possessed this ability earlier, the Qin family's Seven Fiends Formation might have seen Xuan Qingzi's shadow much sooner.

Jiang Kun's life-saving talisman might also directly follow the hand behind him.

"Therefore, this is very useful for identifying and altering one's fate."

"Yes."

Chen Lao Jiu, however, was getting anxious.

"Young Master!"

"Officer Lin doesn't understand, you can't think like that!"

He walked up to Chen Bufan, leaning on his cane.

His aged face was full of tension.

"The second level of the 'Destiny Record' is not an ordinary ability."

"It looks at deep cause and effect."

"Profound cause and effect cannot be understood with just a glance."

The deeper you look, the heavier the burdens you carry in your life.

Chen Bufan looked at him.

Chen Laojiu's voice trembled.

"Judging a person's fate is not fortune telling."

"Fortune telling is just reading."

"To judge is to receive orders."

"When you judge a person, you come into contact with their debts of good and evil."

"When you try a family, you will encounter the life debts of several generations of that family."

"If you investigate a wicked scheme, the one who casts the spell will turn against you."

"You've altered the vital point..."

Chen Laojiu's voice suddenly went hoarse as he finished speaking.

He looked at Chen Bufan, his eyes filled with fear.

"By interrogating and altering the fate of the dead, you are risking your own life to confront the sins accumulated by generations of their ancestors."

Lin Wanqing's expression grew increasingly grim as she listened.

"What will happen?"

Chen Lao Jiu looked at her.

"At best, it can cause vomiting blood and shorten lifespan."

"In severe cases, the life lamp may be dragged into the karma of others, and it may never return."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"So, the more he sees, the faster he dies?"

Chen Laojiu did not answer directly.

But the silence says it all.

The backyard fell silent.

The well water returned to calm.

The tin box is empty.

The finger bone left behind by Lin Qinghe has turned into white light and fallen into the "Record of Destiny".

The light from the white lanterns shone from the front yard and fell on Chen Bufan's profile.

His face was very pale.

But his eyes showed no sign of waning.

Chen Lao Jiu looked at him, almost pleading.

"Young Master."

"This old servant knows you want to investigate the Chen family's old cases."

"I know you want to investigate and change your destiny."

"But you've only just opened the second floor."

"Don't rush."

"At least wait until this old servant tells you about what happened back then, little by little."

"At least until you recover your health."

"At least……"

Chen Bufan interrupted him.

"Can you check and change your destiny gate?"

Chen Laojiu's words stuck in his throat.

Lin Wanqing also looked at Chen Bufan.

She suddenly realized that this question sounded a lot like Chen Bufan's.

He didn't ask about the cost.

Ignoring the risks.

I don't ask how much longer I can live.

He only asked one question—can you check?

Chen Laojiu's hand, which was holding the cane, trembled for a long time.

In the end, he lowered his head.

"able."

The moment he uttered that word, he seemed to age considerably.

"Once the second layer is opened, we can follow the Black Fate Mark, the Substitute Fate Talisman, and the Money Borrowing Jar to trace it to an even deeper level."

"Xuan Qingzi, that kind of lackey from the outer sect, can no longer hide."

Even if it's Lu Changsheng...

Chen Lao Jiu paused for a moment.

"And it may not be possible to completely conceal oneself like before."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"That's enough."

Chen Laojiu's eyes reddened.

"Young master, your mother said before she died that she did not ask you to take revenge."

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"I already said that."

"This is not revenge."

He bent down and picked up the "Record of Destiny".

The white life mark on the page slowly faded into the paper.

"This is the end of an evil life."

Chen Laojiu's lips trembled, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything more.

Lin Wanqing put away her phone.

You'd better leave here now.

Chen Bufan looked at her.

Lin Wanqing calmly said:

"I will apply for a lockdown of the ancestral home."

"I will continue to investigate the fire case files from back then."

"And that man wearing the black jade thumb ring."

"Since the features appeared in the illusion, it's not like there's absolutely no clue."

Chen Bufan said:

"Black jade thumb ring".

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"This kind of person has had power for more than 20 years."

"He's still alive."

"It's also related to changing one's fate."

"The area won't be particularly large."

"But it will take time."

Chen Lao Jiu suddenly whispered:

"Young Master."

"Investigate the Changsheng Foundation before investigating that ring."

Why?

Chen Lao Jiu looked at the well.

"After the Chen family was wiped out, many of their possessions were divided up."

"A fragmentary copy of the second volume of the *Mingfu Jing*".

"A rubbing of the 'Destiny Record'".

"The Chen family's life money."

"And fragments of the Chen family's life lamp."

Chen Bufan's eyes darkened.

"A fragment of the Lamp of Fate?"

Chen Lao Jiu nodded.

"The fragments of the Life Lamp can pinpoint the Chen family's bloodline."

"They've been keeping an eye on you all these years, probably because of this."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

Where is that thing?

Chen Lao Jiu said in a deep voice:

"The Longevity Foundation might have one."

Chen Bufan remained silent.

He simply looked down at the "Records of Destiny".

Just then, the pages of the book suddenly began to turn on their own.

Splash!

Splash!

Splash!

The wind didn't pick up.

He flipped through the book very quickly.

Chen Laojiu's expression changed.

"The second level just opened, how could it be recording its own destiny?"

Lin Wanqing immediately moved closer as well.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Lao Jiu stared at the pages of the book.

"After the second level of the 'Record of Destiny' is unlocked, the first automatic recording of destiny is usually not an ordinary divination result."

"It was a murder case."

Chen Bufan watched the pages of the book being turned very quickly.

Finally, the pages stopped.

The paper was initially blank.

Then, a drop of red seeped out from the paper.

Like blood.

The red color slowly spread, outlining a line of text.

[Within seven days]

【The Bride in Red】

Ghost marriage brings death.

Lin Wanqing read out these twelve words, and her brows furrowed instantly.

"A ghost marriage?"

Chen Laojiu's expression also changed.

"How could it be this..."

Chen Bufan stared at the pages of the book.

Below the red text, another location slowly emerged.

[Haicheng, Xiqiao Town]

next second.

A blurry face appeared on the page.

She was a young woman.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress.

His face was deathly pale.

But a strange smile played on his lips.

She stood in a room covered with the Chinese character for "happiness".

Behind him hung a black-and-white portrait.

The man in the portrait was already dead.

Chen Bufan closed the "Record of Destiny".

"Let's put aside the matter of the ancestral home for one night."

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"Are you going to Xiqiao Town?"

Chen Bufan turned and walked out.

The white lanterns swayed gently at the doorway.

The sky was already turning white.

His voice was very low.

"Human life is of paramount importance."

"They won't wait for me."