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In the moment the needle burst, the Forty-Nine Life-Death Knots emerged from the flames. Xu Wenshan tore off the lanyard of his police badge, soaked in diesel, and threw it into the center of the formation.
As the flames engulfed the Rebirth Knot, Chen Yu's corpse suddenly surged up, grasping Zhou Mingde's Virtual Shadow with what remained of his left hand. The clash of yang fire and yin energy produced a ball of lightning.
Dawn Ashes
When the firefighters broke through the door, the laboratory had become a charred ruin. Xu Wenshan knelt before the carbonized Spectrometer, clutching half of a melted Jade Thimble in his hand. The Evidence Department sifted through the ashes to find a piece of Huai Wood Plaque, embedded with a burned Kodak Film—upon development, it revealed a still image of Chen Yu self-immolating in the ancestral hall, where two Xu Wenshans clearly stood amidst the flames.
A torrential rain suddenly fell over Zhenxi Huai Tree Grove as Xu Wenshan poured half a bottle of Erguotou at the Thunderstruck Wood post. The moment the liquor seeped into the charred marks, blood letters emerged on the bark: "Life is not yet finished." When he scraped away the bark with a Bronze Razor, he discovered a brand new Police Badge embedded deep within the tree rings, its number exceeding the current Badge Number by forty-nine digits.
His phone suddenly received an Encrypted Email, with an attachment containing an autopsy report from the Republic of China era. As Xu Wenshan magnified the yellowed signature of "Forensic Xu Mingde," a figure flashed by outside—the Hair Combing Old Woman—her wooden comb sprouting new teeth, with strands of Huang Mu Zhu stained by Xu Wenshan's fresh Bloodstain.
The century-old self-sounding clock in Qinghe Town Archives suddenly went haywire, and the Bronze Bell swept across walls covered in case files. Xu Wenshan ran amidst the fluttering pages; yellowed remnants of Qinghe Town Chronicles stuck to his bulletproof vest, revealing missing final chapters under Ultraviolet light: "Bing Shen Year, Midnight, Soul Keeper self-destructs breaking Reincarnation; where life ends is eternal night."
Rain hammered against the glass dome as lightning struck Zhenhun Bell; at that moment, forty-nine fire lines danced along its bronze patterns. Xu Wenshan watched as flames cast a countdown on the clock face—seven minutes and forty-nine seconds remained until Midnight. With each tick of the minute hand, Gray-White Strands behind his neck grew an inch longer.
End of Hai Hour
When Xu Wenshan kicked open the iron door to the basement, a damp draft wrapped around him carrying Huaihua Fragrance. Seven Red Lacquer Coffins were arranged in a swastika pattern, each Coffin Lid embedded with a bullet-riddled Police Badge.
As he pried open the coffin at North Star Position with his Bronze Razor, a blinding light suddenly erupted from within—inside lay a Charred Corpse clad in Republican Era Police Uniform, its left hand gripping a pocket watch that spun its hands backward.
"Finally waiting for you." The Charred Corpse suddenly opened its eyes; its decayed right hand tore open its police uniform to reveal a Rebirth Knot sewn into its chest. Xu Wenshan recognized it as his great-grandfather Xu Mingde's Badge Number, and in its left hand was his own melted Jade Thimble from the laboratory.
At that moment, as the pocket watch exploded, a Time-Space Rift blossomed at the center of the Coffin Formation. Xu Wenshan saw himself from 1912 standing amidst the ruins of the ancestral hall, plunging his Bronze Razor into Zhou Mingde's heart. Suddenly, Zhou Mingde's Virtual Shadow from 2016 emerged from the rift; its decayed fingers pierced through Xu Wenshan's right chest, branding "death" onto his bulletproof vest.
Bloodline Closed Loop
Xu Wenshan coughed up Blood Bead that splattered onto fragments of the pocket watch, reflecting dual images: himself in Republican Era Police Uniform and Zhou Mingde stabbing each other's hearts across time and space.
He suddenly tore open his collar, revealing an old knife scar on his collarbone that was oozing a grayish-white liquid—blood from the corpse that had splattered on him three days ago when Chen Yu lost his arm.
"The Xu family... are the true guardians of the formation..." Zhou Mingde's voice echoed from every coffin.
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