The side courtyard of Asahi Prefecture is crowded with guests.

When Zhan Yuanzi was there, there had never been such a lively place.

"Fate can only be done to dead things, not to living people."

Ye Shu explained to everyone.

"The so-called 'fate' refers to the node of important transformation of objects - for example, people go from life to death, and jade from whole to broken."

"And the word 'tong' refers to backtracking."

"Since it's going back, you can only see the past, and the farther you go, the more laborious it is, and the farthest away is only a few years."

He started with the ugly words.

"The word 'only' is really modest."

Gu Taining interjected.

"With this magical power, there is no difficult case in the world!"

"Gu Yishi praised it falsely."

Ye Shu replied, his words respectful, but his attitude was casual.

"I have two limitations to this supernatural ability."

"First, although I am the star lord, I can't specify the time and events that I can go back to, and the results are all up to the will of the ancestral dragon."

"Second, the content of the backtracking is often blurry and distorted, sometimes only the picture, sometimes only the sound, and sometimes only the vague feeling."

Zhu Zhixue nodded again and again, obviously knowing these situations.

"In general, the more items that are used as a medium, the more critical and accurate the positioning; The closer the time, the clearer the message. ”

Ye Shu added, and turned to Hong Fan again.

"So tell Xiaoyou in advance, if today's courtyard and the broken sword are not enough, if you want to try again, you have to open the coffin and take the corpse."

Compared with Zhu Zhixue and Gu Taining, his tone at the moment was more affectionate.

Hong Fan nodded categorically.

In Dahua customs, it is extremely ominous to raise the body again after burial, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is blasphemous.

But Hong Fan is a modern person, even if he crosses through once, he still has the concept of "people die like lights going out" in his heart.

The burial is not as important as the revenge of blood revenge - he thinks so, and it is expected that Zhan Yuanzi will agree.

"The fate star supernatural power is finished, and then there is the ritual."

Ye Shu continued.

"Every time the fateful pass is launched, if it wants to get a legitimate result recognized by the imperial court, it must go through the prescribed witness process."

"First, there should be three witnesses, two of whom must be from two of the eight, and one of the remaining witnesses may be chosen."

"Second, the three witnesses must remain silent throughout the trace, and they must not communicate with each other after the completion of the trace, and each of them must write down the details of the trace, sign and stamp."

"In the end, only the exact correspondence of the three documents can be used as evidence."

This process regulation is refreshing to Hong Fan.

But after thinking about it carefully, this rigor is also necessary - if it is not according to this system, Ye Chop and his people will be able to be described as golden mouths in many things by virtue of their life stars.

The next step is to choose three witnesses.

The miracle of the Dragon's Destiny Star has always been known only to the Star Monarch.

Today, it is a rare opportunity to experience, and everyone in the hospital is curious.

Even Zhu Zhixue and Gu Taining volunteered.

Just as the rest of the people were eager to try for the last chance, Ye Shu took the initiative to look at Hong Fan.

"Hong Xiaoyou, you are the victim's best friend, would you like to be the third witness?"

"I can't ask for it!"

Hong Fan replied with a fist.

Ye Shu took the Lingshu Sword from Jiang Lechi's hand and stood still by the pillar where Zhan Yuanzi had been sitting.

His face was facing the room where the battle was taking place.

Hong Fan and the other three stood seven feet apart and stood in a triangle

The idlers and others retreated to five feet away, and could only watch from afar.

No gestures, no incense, no sacrifices.

Before Ye Shu started, he didn't even have a question like "Are you ready?" or something like that.

The moment the fateful pass was activated, Hong Fan felt an extremely deep sense of dizziness surging up from the bottom of his heart.

It's like a soul breaking away from its shell and getting on a bumpy car and boat.

After some time, he arrived at his first stop.

The world is dark.

On a light snowy night, it was still a small courtyard in Asahi Prefecture.

In front of me were two closed doors.

The snow around him reflected a silvery glow, and the full moon hung in the sky.

Hong Fan wanted to see more, but soon found that everything was not controlled by himself.

At that moment, the closed wooden door burst open.

Wooden spikes splash through the field of vision.

Zhan Yuanzi flew out upside down with the corpse in his hand and walked through the courtyard.

A shrill grinding sound sounded, and the bearing was behind him.

The perspective turned around at the same time as Zhan Yuanzi.

From the other side of the courtyard, a burly black-clothed assassin wielded a large knife and slashed at him with flying steps.

Hong Fan went out of his way to see it.

However, this person and this knife only have a vague situation at the moment.

Until the moment the broadsword and the corpse touched, everything became clear.

Time slows down.

He saw the steel rub into sparks, blooming golden, and slowly dimming as it galloped.

He saw the sword collide with the wind, blur the ripples, and tear apart the hexagonal snowflakes.

In the blink of an eye, light, heat and cold each went through their lives.

The Assassin was dressed in a nighttime suit and covered his head and face.

So Hong Fan stared at his knife.

But it's just a very ordinary heavy knife.

Without a sword inscription, there is a lack of mouth at the moment of the exchange.

But this does not detract from the power of the slash.

The corpse snapped and broke in two.

Zhan Yuanzi flew back upside down, hit the pillar directly, and fell to the ground.

Someone is talking, and the orientation is behind the side.

"Kill one of the six veins, the three of you are more than enough."

The voice is thick and bright, but the person who speaks is short.

Then two more people came out of the back room, the one on the left was thin and tall, and the one on the right had a bald head, both covered with black scarves.

"It was supposed to be foolproof, otherwise I could beat him alone."

The bald head answered.

The four Assassins converged and surrounded their incapacitated target.

Hong Fan tried his best to memorize their respective characteristics, and he didn't even have time to look at Zhan Yuanzi.

He only heard the latter breathing more and more strenuous, with bubbles in it.

This indicates that blood has been poured into the lungs.

"Finish him, don't waste time."

The sound came from high on the south side.

Rotation of perspective.

The fifth Assassin stood on the ridge, also dressed in black and masked, unarmed.

Hong Fan's heartstrings tightened.

It can't be said that these five people are not recognizable—Hong Fan has firmly remembered their eyebrows.

But that's not enough to lock your identity.

The short man who spoke first picked up the broken sword and walked in front of Zhan Yuanzi.

"Why did you kill me?"

The latter looked up and asked with difficulty.

Such a simple question seemed to stop the five people.

The short man glanced at the man on the ridge of the roof and raised his sword to his heart.

"Ha ......"

Zhan Yuanzi smiled bitterly, understanding that he would die today.

"Don't hurt anyone."

He finally pleaded.

The short assassin was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his hand paused, and he couldn't help but reply.

"I'm sorry."

He stabbed straight ahead.

Steel pierced through the wood, and the tuk sounded softly.

The snow on the eaves shook and fell.

The screen is still.

Hong Fan was almost in despair.

At this time, he heard Ye Shu's voice.

"Then let's do it one by one."

The camera pans back to focus on the man on the roof.

The universe spun in an instant, and time flew upstream.

Through the connection between cause and effect, and then doing multi-level backtracking without a physical medium - this is something that Ye Shu can only do after entering the innate world.

(End of chapter)