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

When the live stream resumed, everyone fell silent.

The phone fell to the ground.

The camera is tilted.

All the living room lights were on.

It was blindingly white.

The door was open.

The paper money at the door was blown in by the wind and scattered all over the ground.

The marriage certificate is missing.

Xu Yao has also disappeared.

Only that red wedding dress lay quietly in the center of the living room.

It looks like it's just been taken off a person's body.

It's as if it's waiting for the next person to put it on.

The live stream chat paused for a second.

Then it completely exploded.

Where are they?!

Where is Xu Yao?!

Wasn't it just here a moment ago?

Aren't the police downstairs?

How could she have disappeared?

[Oh no, I've really been picked up!]

Lin Wanqing suddenly stood up.

"Xu Yao!"

no respond.

There was only static on the other end of the phone.

There was also a faint sound of suona horns coming from the stairwell.

woo-

woo-

The voice was very low.

It sounded like it was coming from a very far place.

It sounds like blowing into a phone microphone.

Many people in the live stream heard it.

[And there's a suona!]

[Help! I heard you!]

Was she taken away by the wedding procession?

Where are the police? Where are they?

Lin Wanqing pressed down on her earpiece and said sternly:

"Local police officer, report your location!"

The intercom was filled with static.

zizi——

A few seconds later, a hurried voice came from behind.

"Team Leader Lin!"

"We've reached the seventeenth floor!"

"Xu Yao's door is open!"

"No one's home!"

Lin Wanqing holds a walkie-talkie.

"Go in."

"Take care to protect the scene."

"Don't touch the red wedding dress."

"Do not touch the marriage certificate, paper money, or red string."

"First, check the situation of the people inside the house."

"yes!"

Footsteps came from the other end of the intercom.

Then came the police officer's hushed voice:

"No one is in the living room."

"No one is in the bedroom."

"No one is in the kitchen."

"The restroom is empty."

"The balcony door lock is intact."

"Close the window."

"There were no signs of broken windows."

"The door lock was not forcibly damaged."

"Only one red wedding dress was left at the scene."

Lin Wanqing's fingers clenched tighter and tighter.

"Stairwell surveillance cameras."

"Transfer it immediately."

The sound of keyboards clicking on the keyboards of the technical team started almost simultaneously.

Chen Bufan sat in front of the camera, having remained silent for a long time.

I was just looking at that red wedding dress in the live stream.

The wedding dress had collapsed on the ground.

The cuffs face the door.

The hem of the garment is turned inward.

This wasn't a random spot where it fell.

This is "shedding the shell".

Red wedding dress comes to try on.

A marriage certificate was presented as a betrothal gift.

Xu Yao touched the marriage certificate.

The living soul was drawn away.

People walk on the dark path.

The wedding dress remains in the mortal world.

The live stream chat was still flooded with messages.

Master, is there any hope for Xu Yao?

Is she dead?

No, she was just calling her own name.

The Song family must die!

Go after them!

Chen Bufan looked up at the screen.

"Quiet."

Two words.

The live stream chat slowed down instantly, as if it had been pressed down.

Chen Bufan's voice was very low:

"She's not dead yet."

Upon hearing those words, the entire live stream seemed to breathe again.

[Not dead yet!]

There's still hope!

[Master, please save her!]

Where is she?

Lin Wanqing immediately looked at Chen Bufan.

Are you sure?

Chen Bufan nodded.

"If the person is already dead, the wedding dress will not be left behind."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Bufan looked at the red wedding dress.

"The wedding dress is just a shell."

"The soul departs, but the shell remains."

"But the shell didn't burn, which means the marriage hasn't taken place yet."

"Xu Yao is just being taken away, not being formally married."

Lin Wanqing quickly grasped the key words.

"Take them away."

"The bride has been taken away."

Everyone in the room fell silent for a moment.

The technician next to Lin Wanqing turned pale.

"The wedding procession?"

"Where to pick me up?"

Chen Bufan looked out the window.

It was very dark at this time.

The city's skyscrapers are brightly lit.

But in Chen Bufan's eyes, the area above Xu Yao's residential compound was already bound by a thin red line.

The line extended from her front door.

We didn't take the elevator.

I didn't take the stairs.

They didn't even go through the main gate of the residential area.

Instead, it goes through the wall, around the balcony, and down from the shaded side of the building.

Like a wedding procession, it doesn't walk on the path for living people at all.

"The Yin Road".

Lin Wanqing's face darkened.

What is meant by "the road to the underworld"?

Chen Bufan said:

"People of the living walk the path of the living."

"The dead travel the road to the underworld."

"The procession for a ghost marriage does not enter through the door."

"Walk through the shadows of buildings, walls, ditches, and abandoned paths."

"Regular surveillance cameras cannot capture the complete path."

Lin Wanqing immediately retorted:

"There will definitely be surveillance cameras whenever she leaves the room."

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"You can check."

Lin Wanqing looked at the technical team.

"Has it been captured on surveillance footage?"

The technician quickly retrieved the surveillance footage from Xu Yao's front door.

The time displayed on the screen is 11:56.

The corridor lights flickered on and off.

Under the door crack, there were paper money everywhere.

Suddenly, Xu Yao's door opened.

Xu Yao came out.

Everyone held their breath.

She was wearing that red wedding dress.

The phoenix crown was on her head at some unknown time.

A red veil covered half of her face.

Hands hanging down at the sides.

She wasn't wearing slippers, but a pair of red embroidered shoes.

Her eyes were visible beneath the veil.

It's empty.

There is no God.

Like a puppet on strings.

She walked forward step by step.

There's clearly an elevator and stairs at the end of the corridor.

But she didn't go that way.

She went in the opposite direction.

There's a wall over there.

In the surveillance footage, Xu Yao walked to the wall.

stop.

Then the screen suddenly flickered.

When she was restored, she was gone.

The corridor was filled with nothing but paper money.

The technician's throat was dry.

"This...this is impossible."

Lin Wanqing stared intently at the screen.

"Go back."

The technician reversed.

Put it in again.

Xu Yao went out wearing her wedding dress.

Walk towards the wall.

The screen flickers.

The person disappeared.

Repeat three times.

The result was the same.

No one picked her up.

No one pulled her.

She went out on her own.

But she walked into a wall.

The viewers in the live stream were so shocked by the surveillance footage that the stream crashed.

She went out by herself!

That's not Xu Yao, that looks like a dead person!

Did she walk into the wall?

Is the security camera broken?

[It's not that the security cameras are broken, the hallway is just a maze!]

That's terrifying!

Lin Wanqing's face looked extremely pale.

She is a police officer.

She had witnessed kidnapping.

I've seen kidnapping.

I have seen victims controlled by drugs.

A woman dressed in a red wedding gown walked towards the wall and then disappeared from the surveillance footage.

This is not normal case logic.

But she couldn't say there was no way.

Because the person is still alive.

Not dead yet.

She turned to look at Chen Bufan.

"Is it okay to pursue her?"

Chen Bufan had already stood up and picked up the old copper coins and cinnabar pen on the table.

"able."

Lin Wanqing immediately said:

"I'll go with you."

Chen Bufan paused.

He looked up at her.

"Do you know where I'm going?"

Lin Wanqing said:

"The Yin Road".

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Lin Wanqing did not hesitate at all.

"I am a police officer."

As soon as he said that, the chat in the live stream paused for a moment.

Then it was painted over.

Officer Lin is awesome!

"I'm a police officer, that line is so inspiring!"

She really has always been there.

One reads fortunes, the other solves cases—a perfect match!

Save Xu Yao!

Chen Bufan glanced at Lin Wanqing for two seconds.

I didn't try to persuade them any further.

Come to me.

Lin Wanqing said:

"I'm already on my way."

Chen Bufan glanced at her.

"When did you leave?"

Lin Wanqing's voice was calm:

"The second Xu Yao went missing."

Chen Bufan didn't say anything more.

Ten minutes later.

Lin Wanqing rushed to Chen Bufan's building.

She didn't bring too many people with her.

He only brought two criminal police officers with him.

Plus one more car.

Because she knew that in tonight's situation, having more people might not be helpful.

When Chen Bufan came downstairs, he was carrying a black cloth bag.

Inside were old copper coins, a vermilion pen, yellow paper, coins from the Five Emperors, and a roll of red thread.

Lin Wanqing looked at his pale face.

"You just came back from the ancestral home and then opened a second floor. Can you still manage?"

Chen Bufan got into the car.

"He won't die."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"This is not the time to be stubborn."

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"Xu Yao won't last until dawn."

Lin Wanqing paused for a second, then said directly to the driver:

"Go to Xu Yao's residential area."

The car sped into the night.

On the way, Lin Wanqing handed the latest information to Chen Bufan.

"The Song family's area has been sealed off."

"The scene of Zheng Fu's death is currently under investigation."

"Song Huai-ren is currently being held at the Song family's old residence."

"The special task force is investigating Mingde Etiquette Culture Company, Xuanqing Culture Consulting, and the Song Family Fund Chain."

"But ordinary police forces can't keep up with the lead on Xu Yao's disappearance."

Chen Bufan reviewed the surveillance screenshots.

Xu Yao, dressed in a red wedding gown, stood in front of the wall.

In that frame, the corridor lights appeared white.

But there was a dark red shadow on the wall.

Like a door.

"She didn't just disappear into thin air."

Lin Wanqing asked:

"What is that?"

"vulva."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"Where can we trace it from?"

Chen Bufan pointed to the corner of the surveillance screen.

"Paper money".

"The wedding procession will leave behind a guide paper as it passes by."

"You can't see the whole road."

"But I can see the eerie aura on the paper money."

Lin Wanqing immediately said:

"What can we do?"

Chen Bufan glanced at her.

"When a living person walks the path of the dead, the worst thing is not being able to turn back."

"Follow me."

"I'll stop, you guys stop."

"I said close your eyes, so I closed my eyes."

"If I say don't look back, then you absolutely must not look back."

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"clear."

Another young detective in the car felt a chill run down his spine.

He couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Chen, what will happen if we turn back?"

Chen Bufan looked out the window, his voice calm.

"You will see what's behind you."

The young detective's face turned pale instantly.

Lin Wanqing gave him a cold look.

"Just follow the instructions."

"Yes."

Soon, the car arrived at Xu Yao's residential area.

Several police cars were already parked at the entrance of the residential area.

A cordon was set up downstairs.

Some residents were evacuated, while others stood at a distance discussing the situation.

"I heard the girl from the seventeenth floor is missing."

"I think I just heard the sound of a suona."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's scary at night."

"The police are here, how could it be fake?"

As soon as Chen Bufan got out of the car, he looked directly at the shaded area of ​​the building.

There is no road there.

There is only one drainage ditch.

The ditch was piled with fallen leaves and garbage.

But in his eyes, a wisp of red smoke was drifting out from the base of the building.

The red aura was mixed with white paper ash.

Like a thin line, it leads to the back gate of the community.

"Over here."

Lin Wanqing immediately followed.

"Not going upstairs?"

"The person is no longer in the building."

Chen Bufan walked forward along the base of the wall.

Every few steps, you can see a white "double happiness" paper money on the ground.

To the average person, it was just a piece of paper blown by the wind.

But Chen Bufan noticed that each piece of paper money had a hint of blackish-red hue.

Like footprints.

The footprints of the wedding procession.

As I walked to the back gate of the residential area, the lights in the security room suddenly went out.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

The young detective instinctively drew his gun.

Chen Bufan said:

"The gun is useless."

The young detective froze.

Lin Wanqing pressed his hand down.

"Put it away."

Outside the back gate of the residential compound is an old street.

Most shops have closed.

Several streetlights are broken.

At the end of the street, there is an abandoned entrance to an underground passage.

The entrance was sealed off.

The seal was wrinkled from the wind.

And that red aura was heading into the underground passage.

Lin Wanqing stared at the dark entrance.

"She was taken inside?"

Chen Bufan said:

"The Yin Road borrowed this abandoned road."

"Once you go in, it's no longer an ordinary road."

Lin Wanqing took out a flashlight.

Chen Bufan stopped her.

"Wait a moment."

He took a yellow talisman out of his cloth bag.

The cinnabar is bright red.

The talisman paper is folded into a triangle.

He handed it to Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing accepted it.

"What is this?"

Chen Bufan said:

"Amulet of Protection".

Lin Wanqing glanced at him.

"For me?"

"Um."

Chen Bufan took out two more bills and gave them to the other two criminal police officers.

"Place it close to your body."

"Don't lose it."

The young detective swallowed hard and immediately put it away.

Lin Wanqing put the talisman into the inside pocket of her coat.

"What's the use?"

Chen Bufan looked towards the underground passage.

From inside the entrance, the faint sound of a suona could be heard from a great distance.

It's like someone is welcoming a bride in the depths of darkness.

"Here you go."

His voice was deep.

"You'll see something you shouldn't see tonight."