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

The red-faced mask shattered.

The fragments fell to the ground and rolled to the front of Song Wenjie's portrait.

The face behind the mask was finally revealed to everyone.

Around forty years old.

His face was ashen.

There is an old burn scar on his right cheek.

His brow bone was high, his eye sockets were deep, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Wanqing recognized him at a glance.

"Zhou Qiming".

The man raised his head and looked at Lin Wanqing.

He smiled.

"Officer Lin."

"They investigated quite quickly."

Lin Wanqing said:

"Legal representative of Mingde Etiquette and Culture Service Co., Ltd."

"One of the actual controllers of Xuanqing Cultural Consulting's affiliated companies."

"The recipient of funds in the intermediary account for the Song family's ghost marriage case."

"Now, he's become the sorcerer presiding over the underground wedding ceremony."

She slightly raised the muzzle of her gun.

"Zhou Qiming, you're under arrest."

The man chuckled softly.

His laughter was hoarse.

It felt like my throat was stuffed with burnt paper ash.

"Zhou Qiming?"

"That's a name for the living world."

He slowly straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"My Daoist name is Xuanmingzi."

Chen Bufan stared at him.

"Xuan Qingzi's junior brother."

Xuanmingzi's eyes flickered, and then his smile deepened.

"The Chen family bloodline is indeed extraordinary."

"They even found this out."

Chen Bufan felt only disgust:

"You two, one set up the Seven Killings Wealth-Stealing Formation for the Qin family, and the other arranged a ghost marriage to take lives for the Song family."

"The phrase 'scum of the Xuanmen sect' is an understatement."

Xuanmingzi's smile remained unchanged.

"Chen Bufan".

Don't try to absolve yourself of all responsibility.

"If the Chen family was truly so upright back then, how could they have been completely wiped out?"

The atmosphere in the underground wedding hall was extremely oppressive.

Lin Wanqing glanced at Chen Bufan.

Xu Yao was protected by two criminal police officers behind her. Her face was pale and the red rope on her wrist was not completely untied.

She couldn't understand the Chen family's past.

But she knew that the person in front of her was the one who had almost sent her to a dead man for a wedding.

She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling:

"Did you kill Meng Yun and Su Man?"

Xuanmingzi looked at her, but there was not a trace of guilt in his eyes.

"Harmful?"

"You people always like to make things sound so unpleasant."

"I'm just completing the ceremony."

"They do things for money."

Xu Yao's eyes instantly reddened.

"Taking money to do things?"

"Both of them are dead!"

Xuan Mingzi smiled arrogantly:

"Being chosen by fate is their destiny."

"The Song family will pay for it."

"A middleman makes the connection."

"I will preside over the ceremony."

"Each takes what they need."

He spoke of it casually.

People like Meng Yun, Su Man, and Xu Yao are not living people.

It's just the material in the process.

Lin Wanqing pointed her gun at Xuan Mingzi.

"A mutually beneficial arrangement?"

"The Song family needs the blessing of incense offerings."

"You want money."

"What do they want?"

Xuan Mingzi looked at Lin Wanqing, his smile becoming even more unrestrained.

"Officer Lin."

"You're a police officer, you should abide by the law."

"I am a sorcerer, I speak of fate."

"They were born with bad luck; being chosen meant they were meant to be in the game."

Chen Bufan suddenly spoke:

"You dare talk about fate?"

Xuanmingzi's eyes darkened.

Chen Bufan took a step forward.

"When a fortune teller examines a person's fate, he first looks at their good or evil deeds."

"You sift through lives based solely on their monetary value."

"Using the lives of the living to continue the ancestral offerings of the dead, and you still dare to claim you understand fate?"

Xuanmingzi's face twitched.

"The Chen family rules are outdated."

"The world has changed, yet you still cling to those few broken ancestral precepts."

"Life may be taken, but not sold."

"Disaster can be averted, but marriage is not advisable."

He read it aloud, his tone full of sarcasm.

"And the result?"

"Your Chen family will all die out first."

The temperature in the underground wedding hall suddenly dropped again, and it felt as if fine ice crystals had formed in the air.

Xuanmingzi seemed to sense the danger and immediately took half a step back, quietly pressing his palm under the offering table.

Chen Bufan's voice rang out:

"Take your hand out."

Xuanmingzi froze.

Lin Wanqing immediately stepped forward and pointed the gun at his hand.

"Don't move!"

Xuanmingzi narrowed his eyes.

"Officer Lin, guns are useless against me."

Lin Wanqing said:

"Then you can try and see if your talisman is faster, or my gun is faster."

Xuanmingzi stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly took his hand out from under the offering table.

Half a black talisman was held in his palm.

Chen Bufan glanced at it.

"Self-Destruction Soul Talisman"

Xuanmingzi's expression changed.

Lin Wanqing immediately asked:

"What is its purpose?"

Chen Bufan said:

"Destroy the three souls and sever the seven spirits."

"The physical body does not necessarily die."

"But even if he wakes up, he'll be a cripple."

"We couldn't find anything."

Lin Wanqing's face darkened.

"Trying to silence me?"

Xuanmingzi smiled.

"Falling into your hands is more troublesome than death."

"I call this being pragmatic."

Lin Wanqing said directly:

"Submit the talisman."

The nearby detectives immediately stepped forward.

Xuanmingzi suddenly stuffed the black talisman into his mouth.

The movements were extremely fast.

Lin Wanqing said sternly:

"Stop him!"

The detective was a second too late to pounce.

The moment the black talisman entered his mouth, Xuanmingzi's eyes rolled back violently.

He made a strange gurgling sound in his throat.

It felt like something had emptied my body, and I fell straight backward.

The life-saving coin flew out of Chen Bufan's hand.

"Trying to run away?"

Snapped!

The old copper coin was placed right between Xuanmingzi's eyebrows.

Xuanmingzi's gaze, which was about to wander, was abruptly fixed in place.

His body crashed to the ground.

Black energy was billowing out from the seven orifices.

Chen Bufan strode forward, stepped on his chest, and pressed his fingers on the life coin.

"town."

The money was shaken.

Xuanmingzi let out a painful roar.

The half-black talisman ignited black fire in his mouth.

Chen Bufan pinched out the talisman ash with two fingers and flicked it onto the ground.

"If you want to destroy your own life, you'll have to see if I'll allow it."

Lin Wanqing immediately stepped forward and handcuffed Xuan Mingzi.

"take away."

Xuanmingzi lay on the ground, blood continuously seeping from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were unfocused.

But he hadn't completely lost consciousness yet.

Chen Bufan squatted down and looked at him.

Who arranged the ghost marriage in the Song family?

Xuanmingzi was panting heavily, his laughter coming in fits and starts.

"You...didn't you already guess?"

Chen Bufan said:

"Xuan Qingzi".

Xuanmingzi's smile deepened.

"My senior brother... understands the hearts of the rich best."

"The rich are afraid of dying."

"Wealthy families fear the extinction of their lineage."

"Celebrities are afraid of fading into obscurity."

"Entrepreneurs are afraid of going bankrupt."

"They'll spend money as long as they're afraid."

Lin Wanqing's voice was cold and sharp:

"Did Xuan Qingzi already pledge allegiance to the Fate-Changing Sect?"

Xuanmingzi did not look at her.

He only looked at Chen Bufan.

"Seek refuge with them?"

"Officer Lin, you're underestimating the situation."

"Xuan Qingzi is not seeking refuge."

"He begged them to take him on his knees."

"Ha ha……"

He was laughing when he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"The Qin family's Seven Killings Formation, the Song family's Ghost Marriage Formation."

"These are just the initial greetings."

"Entrance ceremony?"

Xuanmingzi grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth:

"To work on changing one's fate, one must prove that one is useful."

"Senior brother wants to join the inner sect."

"He has to give his life."

Lin Wanqing immediately pressed for an answer:

"Whose life should we sacrifice?"

Xuanmingzi looked at Xu Yao.

One is not enough.

Two are not enough.

"With three brides forming a predicament, the Song family's good fortune in continuing their lineage is merely superficial."

"The one that should really be raised is the one with black markings."

really.

The case of the bride in red is not just about the Song family buying a ghost marriage.

The Song family thought they were spending money to continue their family line.

Xuan Qingzi thought he had completed the initiation ceremony.

What is truly needed to change one's fate is to nurture the dark life lines through the lives of these three living brides.

The Song family were merely buyers.

Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Mingzi are merely at the execution level.

What truly determines one's fate is still changing one's destiny.

Chen Bufan stared at Xuan Mingzi.

Who is the traitor in the Chen family?

Upon hearing this, Xuanmingzi's laughter ceased.

His expression changed slightly.

Lin Wanqing also looked at him.

"A traitor to the Chen family?"

Xuanmingzi, panting, looked at Chen Bufan and suddenly smiled.

"You've already investigated this far, why bother asking me?"

Chen Bufan pressed his finger on the life coin.

The money was pressed down on Xuanmingzi's brow.

With just a little force, Xuanmingzi's soul would feel as if it were being cut by a knife.

"explain."

There was no fear in Xuanmingzi's eyes.

Instead, it carried a kind of malicious pleasure.

"Want to know?"

"Go ask Xuan Qingzi."

Chen Bufan continued the conversation.

"Does he know?"

Xuanmingzi said:

"He not only knew."

"He's seen that person before."

Lin Wanqing could clearly hear that Chen Bufan's breathing had become heavier.

Xuanmingzi continued:

"The Chen family's incomplete copy of the second volume of the 'Destiny Talisman Classic' first came from that person."

"The reason why my senior brother was able to learn the first incomplete talisman back then was also because..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanmingzi's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and his pupils contracted sharply.

A black line appeared on his neck.

Like a chain, it tightened suddenly.

Chen Bufan immediately pressed the life-saving coin between his eyebrows.

"The 'Silence Spell'."

Xuanmingzi opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out.

There was only a hoarse, gasping sound coming from his throat.

Lin Wanqing said urgently:

"What happened?"

Chen Bufan said:

"Someone is preventing him from speaking."

He bit his fingertip, and the blood splattered on the money.

The money for life glowed with a golden-red light.

The black lines on Xuanmingzi's throat were pressed down by half an inch.

He finally managed to squeeze out a sound.

"Xuan...Xuan Qingzi..."

Chen Bufan whispered:

Where is he?

Xuanmingzi's eyes trembled.

"He's tonight..."

The black lines tightened again.

Xuanmingzi's entire face turned bluish-purple.

"explain!"

Xuanmingzi let out a final, hoarse sound from his throat.

"Xuan Qingzi..."

"It'll run away tonight..."

The words fell.

His eyes rolled back, and he completely lost consciousness.

The money rolled down from between his eyebrows.

The underground wedding hall suddenly fell silent.

Only the red candle in front of Song Wenjie's portrait remained, still burning slowly.

Lin Wanqing immediately turned around:

"Notify the task force!"

"Immediately control Xuan Qingzi!"

"Lock down hospitals, residences, companies, airports, high-speed rail stations, and highway exits."

Chen Bufan picked up the life-saving money, his face pale.

"There's no time to wait for the process."

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"Do you know where he went?"

Chen Bufan looked up at the black talisman that hadn't finished burning on the other side of the basement.

Within the talisman's ashes, a black life-destiny pattern was slowly spreading outwards.

"He's going to destroy the evidence."

"and……"

"He may have clues to a fragment of the 'Destiny Talisman Classic'."