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

Bride, come to the wedding ceremony tomorrow night.

The moment this comment appeared, Chen Bufan's live stream exploded.

Those who were just browsing the topic of "Is the case of the bride in red real or fake?" all paused for a second.

Immediately afterwards, a flood of comments poured out like a burst of water.

Holy crap!

[Has anyone actually received it?]

Don't scare people!

Is this just an attempt to ride the wave of popularity?

Has your account been verified with your real name?

Sisters, call the police immediately!

Don't touch that dress! Absolutely do not touch it!

Master, contact her quickly!

Chen Bufan stared at the comment.

"Request to join the live stream."

The call was answered almost instantly.

The screen is split in two.

A girl in her early twenties appeared in the shot.

She was wearing white pajamas, her hair was messily tied back, and her face was so pale it looked like it was overexposed.

The room lights were on very brightly.

Living room light.

Corridor lights.

Kitchen light.

Even the bathroom light was on.

But even with the camera on, there's an indescribable chill about it.

The girl sat on the sofa with her knees drawn up to her chest, holding her phone very close to her ear, her voice trembling.

"Master Chen..."

"My name is Xu Yao."

"I'm not trying to ride the wave; I really did receive it."

Chen Bufan looked at her face.

A red line between the eyebrows indicates one's fate.

The area is currently bluish-black.

A chilling wind blows from the side of the ear.

It's clear they've already been linked.

His voice deepened.

What do you do for a living?

Xu Yao's throat moved.

Wedding makeup artist.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

[Another wedding-related event!]

Wasn't the previous victim a member of a wedding planning company?

[Damn, the pattern matches up!]

[The wedding makeup artist received a red wedding dress; that's way too obvious.]

Could she be the third one?

Lin Wanqing was also watching the live stream.

She messaged Chen Bufan almost immediately.

[Keep her calm.]

I located her address.

Chen Bufan glanced at the message but didn't mention it in the live stream.

He looked at Xu Yao.

"When did you receive it?"

Xu Yao spoke very quickly, as if afraid that if she slowed down, she wouldn't have a chance to finish.

"Around 3 PM today."

"The deliveryman left it at the door."

"I had just woken up and thought it was a wedding dress sent by a client."

"Because I often do wedding makeup and styling, clients will send the clothes and headpieces over in advance."

"I'll just tear it down."

"It's a red wedding dress inside."

"There's also a red paper."

Chen Bufan asked:

"What was written on the red paper?"

Xu Yao's face turned even paler.

"Bride, come to the wedding ceremony tomorrow night."

The live stream chat was filled with a dense barrage of terrified comments.

[Same format as the previous one!]

【Bride, your dress has arrived.】

Bride, come to the wedding ceremony tomorrow night.

Is this not a prank?

Call the police immediately!

Xu Yao's voice trembled, and tears were already welling up in her eyes.

"At first I also thought it was a prank."

"I even took a picture and sent it to my best friend, saying, 'Which client is so creepy?'"

"But things started to go wrong that night."

Chen Bufan's voice was steady.

"Something's not right?"

Xu Yao swallowed.

"I eat dinner at home around 7 p.m."

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) coming from the hallway.

"It's the kind of suona used in wedding processions."

"It's very far."

"It seems to be right at the door."

I opened the door and saw that there was no one outside.

"But the sound is still there."

"The sound stopped when I closed the door."

The more she talked, the more frightened she became, her fingers gripping the sleeve of her pajamas tightly.

"Then at 8:30, I went to the bathroom to wash my face."

"I finished washing with my head down, and when I looked up..."

Her voice suddenly stopped.

That scene is still stuck in my throat.

Chen Bufan did not urge him.

The chat in the live stream also slowed down unconsciously.

Xu Yao said in a trembling voice:

"In the mirror, there's a woman sitting behind me combing her hair."

"Wear red clothes."

"Her hair is very long."

She was sitting in my living room.

"But when I looked back, there was nothing in the living room."

The barrage of comments exploded instantly.

Stop talking! Stop talking!

I was alone in my room, and I was terrified.

Combing your hair in the mirror is too creepy.

This is definitely not an ordinary prank.

[Master, please save her!]

[Quickly play patriotic songs! Play military songs!]

Xu Yao wiped away her tears.

"I was already scared at that point."

"But I still think that maybe I've been working too much overtime lately and misread it."

"I'll turn on all the lights."

"Then around ten o'clock, there was a noise at my door."

"Rusty."

"It looks like someone is sweeping the floor."

"I looked out through the peephole."

"The ground at the entrance was covered with paper money."

She switched the camera on her phone and pointed it at her front door.

The door was still closed.

But beneath the crack in the door, a few pieces of white paper could be vaguely seen.

Xu Yao didn't dare to go over, but instead zoomed in with the camera.

On the white paper money, the character "囍" (double happiness) was cut out.

The live stream chat exploded.

[Just like on site!]

[White "double happiness" paper money!]

[The third one really is her!]

[Alarm! Alarm! Alarm!]

【Xu Yao, don't open the door!】

Even through the screen, Chen Bufan could see the black aura surrounding her.

"Is there anything else?"

Xu Yao nodded.

"And cell phones."

"I didn't play any music."

"It suddenly started playing the wedding march by itself."

"It's the kind of music used in Western weddings."

"I turned it off, but it started making noise again."

"I turned it off, and after a while, it turned itself back on and continued playing."

"I was so scared that I threw my phone on the sofa."

"Then I came across the news about the case of the bride in red."

"I saw a red wedding dress, red ropes, and paper money."

"I just realized it wasn't a prank."

【Ahhhh, I was so scared!】

[Wow, this is actually true!]

Master Chen, please hug me!

Have you called the police? Call the police now!

She looked at the camera, and tears finally fell.

"Master Chen, am I going to die?"

Chen Bufan looked at her.

They didn't say "no".

He didn't offer her any comfort.

Just asking:

Have you sent your birth date and time to anyone?

Xu Yao's face stiffened.

"I……"

"Tell the truth."

Xu Yao lowered her head.

"Sent."

"Who?"

"A client."

Xu Yao's voice grew softer and softer.

"About two weeks ago, a client contacted me saying they wanted to have a traditional Chinese wedding."

"She said the bride's family is very particular, and the makeup artist's zodiac sign needs to be different from the couple's."

She asked me my birth date.

"I sent it."

Lin Wanqing's message popped up again.

[The modus operandi is consistent with the previous two cases.]

[Location confirmed, police deployed, departing immediately.]

Chen Bufan glanced at it and continued to ask:

"Is that person still contactable?"

Xu Yao shook her head.

"Cannot be contacted."

"I just called, but the number is not in service."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"Bring out the wedding dress."

Xu Yao's face turned even uglier.

"No...no, please?"

She glanced toward the bedroom, her eyes filled with fear.

"I put it in the closet."

"I dare not touch it."

Chen Bufan said:

"Don't touch it with your hands."

"Find a clothes hanger and pick it out."

Xu Yao's voice trembled:

"Is it mandatory to take it?"

"must."

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"I need to see if it's already on my body."

Xu Yao's face turned even paler.

"Upper body?"

The viewers in the live chat were also confused.

What does this mean?

Can you still wear these clothes?

Is it the kind of possession that comes from?

"Don't take it, what if something happens?"

Chen Bufan's voice carried an air of unquestionable authority:

"Xu Yao".

"If you don't take it out now, it will put on you by itself tonight."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yao burst into tears.

But she still stood up, took her phone, and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

The camera is shaking terribly.

You could tell that her hands were shaking so badly she could barely hold the phone.

The bedroom light was also on.

The bed is a mess.

The wardrobe door was tightly closed.

Xu Yao stood in front of the wardrobe, hesitating to reach out.

Millions of people in the live stream held their breath.

Chen Bufan spoke:

"Open a crack first."

Xu Yao reached out and grasped the cabinet door handle.

Just as it was about to be pulled open.

A very soft sound suddenly came from inside the wardrobe.

thump.

Xu Yao screamed in fright, nearly dropping her phone.

【Ahhh!】

There's something inside!

Don't open it!

Has the police been dispatched yet?

【What should the master do?!】

Chen Bufan's voice was calm and steady.

"Don't shout."

"It's scaring you."

Xu Yao cried and said:

"I dare not..."

Chen Bufan said:

"Police are already outside."

"Now listen to me."

"Left hand holding the phone, right hand holding the clothes hanger."

"After opening the closet door, don't look at the neckline of the clothes."

Xu Yao asked in a trembling voice:

Why?

Chen Bufan said:

"There will be a face there."

Xu Yao almost broke down on the spot.

The live stream chat went wild.

Master, don't be so blunt!

I'm dead!

What the heck is this face on the neckline?!

[Xu Yao, don't look at her neckline!]

Xu Yao cried as she found a clothes hanger.

She took several deep breaths and finally flung open the wardrobe.

The bedroom light flickered twice the moment the cabinet door opened.

There were a few ordinary clothes hanging in the closet.

Inside the very back, there was a black delivery box.

She crumpled the red wedding dress into a ball and stuffed it into the box.

It's just that the red is too glaring.

Like a lump of blood.

Xu Yao used a clothes hanger to hook a corner of her wedding dress and pulled it outwards.

The wedding dress slipped out and fell to the ground.

It didn't move.

Xu Yao just breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Bufan suddenly said:

"Step back."

Xu Yao immediately stepped back.

next second.

The red wedding dress on the ground moved slightly on its own.

It wasn't blown by the wind.

It wasn't because the clothes hanger got caught.

It looked like something inside was pushing it open, and it slowly bulged up from the ground.

First, the sleeves.

Then comes the hem.

Finally, there's the neckline.

The entire wedding dress seemed to be worn by an unseen person, and slowly stood up.

Xu Yao covered her mouth, unable to make a sound, and large tears streamed down her face.

The live stream went silent instantly.

Millions of viewers watched the red wedding dress on screen, which no one was wearing but was puffing up on its own, and couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Bufan stared at the screen.

A dark shadow slowly emerged from the neckline of the wedding dress.

It looks like a woman's face.

It was like a cloud of mist without features.

Immediately afterwards, the cuffs of the wedding dress were gently lifted.

A pale hand emerged from the sleeve.

Slender fingertips.

Bluish nails.

The hand slowly beckoned towards Xu Yao.

It was as if they were calling her over.

next second.

A woman's soft voice came from Xu Yao's phone.

"The bride."

"It's time to get in the sedan chair."