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

The black van was as cold as a morgue.

Xuan Qingzi sat in the back row, completely frozen.

The car door was still open.

The lights in the underground parking garage flickered on and off.

His two apprentices were standing outside the car, about to speak, when they suddenly shut their mouths at the same time.

Because they saw that there was already someone sitting in the back seat.

Black trench coat.

The black hat was pulled low.

The face was hidden in the shadows.

Only a section of his pale chin was visible.

The person sat very steadily.

It's like we've been waiting here from the very beginning.

It's not about waiting for him to get on the bus.

They're just waiting for him to die.

Xuan Qingzi's throat tightened and his whole body trembled.

The man in the black hat slowly raised his head.

Beneath the brim of the hat were a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.

He looked at Xuan Qingzi and spoke very softly.

"The one who came to send you on your way."

Xuan Qingzi's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He almost instinctively stepped back.

But the car door was right behind me.

He was about to get out of the car when the door slammed shut by itself.

The two apprentices outside the car had drastically changed their expressions.

"Master!"

One of them reached out to pull the car door.

The moment my hand touched the doorknob, I suddenly felt as if something was choking me, and my feet lifted half an inch off the ground.

The other apprentice was so frightened that he took two steps back.

next second.

Both of them collapsed to the ground at the same time.

There were no screams.

There was no struggle.

It felt like all my strength had been drained away in an instant.

Xuan Qingzi's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You...you're one of Mr. Lu's people?"

The man in the black hat did not deny it.

He simply raised his hand and lightly dusted off his sleeve.

"Xuan Qingzi".

"You run too slowly."

Xuan Qingzi's back was instantly soaked with sweat.

He recognized that tone.

It's not a threat.

This is not a warning.

It is a verdict.

He forced a smile.

"Misunderstand."

"This is all a misunderstanding."

"I'm not running away."

"I'm just laying low for now."

"Once this is over, I can still do things for the sect."

"I am useful."

The man in the black hat looked at him.

"Do you still think you're useful?"

Xuan Qingzi nodded quickly.

"have!"

"Of course!"

"I have been running Xuanqing Culture for so many years and have a lot of customer resources."

"The wealthy, celebrities, entrepreneurs, and socialites."

"They all believe me."

"I can continue to find buyers for the door."

"I can still handle orders from the Qin family and the Song family."

The man in the black hat did not speak.

Xuan Qingzi became more and more anxious as he spoke.

"This time, Xuanmingzi messed it up."

"It wasn't me."

"He was the one who carried out the ghost marriage scheme in the Song family."

"I was just the matchmaker."

"Moreover, Chen Bufan's appearance was too sudden."

"The police also got involved."

"This is not my fault."

The man in the black hat finally spoke:

"To whom did you tell Mr. Lu's name?"

Xuan Qingzi's body suddenly stiffened.

"I don't."

The man in the black hat looked at him.

Xuan Qingzi's lips trembled.

"I really didn't."

"I just called for help."

"I did not betray the Fate-Changing Gate."

"I've done so many things with Mr. Lu over the years."

Even if they didn't achieve great things, they still put in a lot of hard work.

"You can't treat me like this."

The man in the black hat said calmly:

"Changing one's fate doesn't depend on hard work."

"Only look at the results."

Xuan Qingzi's face was deathly pale.

He finally realized it.

This person isn't here to negotiate.

I didn't come here to hear his explanation.

He came to collect the body.

Xuan Qingzi hurriedly said:

"etc!"

"I know many more secrets!"

"I know about the Chang Sheng Foundation's funding chain."

"I know which other companies are behind Mingde Etiquette."

"I know the Song family isn't the only buyer."

"I also know who got that half-scroll of the 'Destiny Talisman Scripture' from!"

The man in the black hat finally shifted his gaze.

Xuan Qingzi grasped at a straw and quickly moved forward.

"real!"

"I know clues about the traitor in the Chen family."

"I know who entered the Chen family ancestral home before the Chen family was wiped out."

"I also know why Mr. Lu has been keeping a close eye on Chen Bufan."

"Spare my life."

"I can leave all of this to Menli."

"I can continue to work for the department."

The man in the black hat watched him silently.

The car was silent for a few seconds.

Xuan Qingzi could even hear her own heart pounding.

He thought the man in the black hat had wavered.

But the next second, the man in the black hat said softly:

"Knowing too much is what makes you deserve to die."

Xuan Qingzi's heart stopped abruptly, then started pounding wildly.

The man in the black hat raised his hand.

He held a black copper coin between his fingers.

The copper coin has the character "命" (fate) engraved on its front.

On the back, there is a ring of fine black markings.

Xuan Qingzi's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Life-severing money..."

"You actually used a death sentence to kill me?"

The man in the black hat said:

"You're not worthy."

Xuan Qingzi suddenly kicked the car door.

The car door remained completely still.

He frantically pounded on the car window.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

Outside the car window, the driver sat in the front seat, his body stiffly slumped over the steering wheel.

There has been no movement for a long time.

Xuan Qingzi was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

He frantically pulled out a talisman from his pocket.

One.

Two.

Three.

These are all the things he's used to save his life over the years.

A talisman to avert disaster.

amulet.

The Life Transfer Talisman.

He slapped himself all at once.

"I can't die!"

"I can't die yet!"

"I am Xuan Qingzi!"

"I am a master of Taoism!"

"I have millions of followers!"

"I still have money!"

"I can give you money!"

"Fifty million!"

"One hundred million!"

"Any amount is fine!"

"Just say the word!"

The man in the black hat looked at him as if he were an insect writhing in the mud.

"A Xuanmen master?"

"You dare to challenge me?"

Xuan Qingzi suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spitting blood onto the talisman.

"Take the blame!"

The talisman paper caught fire.

But as soon as the fire was lit, the man in the black hat gently turned the life-severing coin in his hand.

The talisman fire went out instantly.

The talismans on Xuan Qingzi's body seemed to have been drained by something, turning completely to ash.

He panicked completely.

"Don't kill me!"

"Please!"

"Let me see Mr. Lu!"

"I want to talk to Mr. Lu myself!"

The man in the black hat said:

"Mr. Lu never sees dead people."

Xuan Qingzi screamed and suddenly lunged at the front row.

He tried to climb out of the driver's seat.

But just as he lunged forward, the black-hatted man had already stuck the death money in his hand to his back.

hum.

A very slight vibration.

Xuan Qingzi seemed to be nailed to the spot.

He opened his mouth wide.

He spat a mouthful of black blood onto the car seat.

He could feel his lifeline breaking.

It's not the kind of death where the heart stops beating.

Instead, it was cut off from one's destiny.

The luck he stole over the years.

The lifespan was borrowed.

The ill-gotten gains made through Xuanqing culture.

Popularity built on the support of the wealthy.

It all flowed out of the body like water.

"No……"

Xuan Qingzi's voice was hoarse.

"I can't die..."

The man in the black hat pressed the death money down an inch.

Xuan Qingzi's back made a cracking sound.

He was in so much pain that his eyes bulged out.

Just then, he suddenly noticed a spare cell phone lying in the seat crevice.

He dropped it in his haste when he got on the bus.

Xuan Qingzi used almost her last bit of strength to suddenly reach out and grab the phone.

The man in the black hat saw it.

But they didn't stop them.

He was so arrogant that he didn't care who he asked for help.

Xuan Qingzi's fingers trembled as she dialed a number from memory.

It's not Lu Changsheng.

It's Chen Bufan.

He didn't know why he called Chen Bufan.

Perhaps it was because he knew that Chen Bufan was the only person in the entire Haicheng who dared to confront the Fate-Changing Sect head-on.

The phone rang once.

Two sounds.

The call was connected on the third note.

Xuan Qingzi almost shouted it out:

"Chen Bufan!"

"Help me!"

the other side.

Chen Bufan had just come out of the abandoned funeral home.

Lin Wanqing is arranging for Xuan Mingzi to be sent to the hospital and detained.

He saw the unfamiliar number and didn't want to answer it.

But the Record of Destiny suddenly trembled slightly.

He answered the call.

The first sound on the phone was Xuan Qingzi's heart-wrenching scream.

"ah--!"

Lin Wanqing suddenly turned her head.

"Who?"

"Xuan Qingzi".

On the other end of the phone, Xuan Qingzi's voice was intermittent, mixed with heavy breathing.

"Change your fate...you want to kill me..."

"Chen Bufan...save me..."

"I know who the traitor in the Chen family is..."

Lin Wanqing immediately gestured to the technician to locate the number.

Chen Bufan turned on speakerphone:

"Where are you?"

A crashing sound came from the phone.

Xuan Qingzi sounded as if she were being pressed down in the car by something, her voice distorted with pain.

"Hospital...underground parking garage..."

"Black hat..."

"Life-severing money..."

Lin Wanqing immediately gave the order:

"Everyone, in the First Hospital's underground parking garage!"

"quick!"

Chen Bufan held his phone, his voice low:

"Xuan Qingzi".

"They say the Chen family are traitors."

On the other end of the phone, Xuan Qingzi let out a painful gasp.

"I...I can't say..."

"Shut up spell..."

"I'd die if I said it..."

Chen Bufan pressed on, asking:

"If you don't talk, you'll die now."

There was a half-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, Xuan Qingzi suddenly laughed.

That laughter was filled with despair.

"yes……"

"I will die too..."

"I should have known..."

"Changing one's fate won't save a dog..."

"If a dog can't bite a person, it should be stewed..."

Chen Bufan said:

Why didn't Lu Changsheng save you?

Xuan Qingzi's breathing became increasingly heavy.

"Lu Changsheng..."

"Lu Changsheng..."

The man in the black hat seemed to have heard the name.

A very soft voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

"You talk too much."

Immediately following was Xuan Qingzi's even more piercing scream.

"ah--!"

Chen Bufan urgently called out to Xuan Qingzi;

"Xuan Qingzi!"

Xuan Qingzi seemed to be using her last breath to scream into the phone:

"Lu Changsheng is not the young master!"

"He is—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

All that could be heard on the phone was the crackling of static.

A few seconds later.

A strange yet calm male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chen Bufan".

Chen Bufan's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped his phone.

"Who are you?"

The other person chuckled softly.

"The next person to take your life."

The phone was disconnected.