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The Tactical Flashlight swept across the East Corridor Pillar, suddenly freezing on the Coiled Dragon Relief—what the dragon's claw grasped was not the Bright Pearl, but a half-bullet-riddled Police Badge.
As he used tweezers to remove the Police Badge, the entire pillar collapsed with a thunderous crash, revealing a bronze box hidden within its core. The words "Zhou Chen Clan" were engraved on the surface of the box, seeping with Blood Beads, and the groove of the fingerprint lock perfectly matched Chen Yu's right thumb.
"Let's see what’s inside," Xu Wenshan said, pressing the Bronze Razor against the seam of the box. The blade suddenly extended three inches, and as it pried open the hidden lock, three yellowed volumes of the Yin Yang Book slid to the ground.
The first volume's cover page bore a silvery photograph: in 1912, Zhou Mingde and Chen Ancestor swore an oath of blood in the ancestral hall, their wrists entwined with braids from the same root, with the ends tied to a miniature model of the Lipstick Coffin.
Chen Yu opened the Yin Yang Book, Volume B, and the content recorded in Flyhead Small Cursive made his hair stand on end: "In the thirty-seventh year of the Republic of China, during Xu Time, the Zhou and Chen families formed a contract with forty-nine thin coffins; Zhou's family controlled the Yin wood for life extension while the Chen family held the Police Badge to keep souls in check."
Between the yellowed pages lay a Huang Mu talisman, which revealed Chen Guohua's Three Generations Genealogy under Ultraviolet light, each name stitched with Gray-White Strands beneath it.
Suddenly, Xu Wenshan slashed through the wooden talisman with his Razor, releasing a putrid gas that coalesced into a hologram of Zhou Mingde.
In the image, a man in a long gown pressed a Jade Thimble into a Coffin Board; with each press, blood light seeped into the Big Dipper Formation. "The Chen Family must repay their debts."
Zhou Mingde's voice crackled with static as he raised his hand to reveal an Electronic Watch on his wrist—the time displayed was March Third, 2016.
Seven Human Skin Lanterns suddenly fell from the beams of the ancestral hall, and amidst their flames appeared projections of Rebirth Knots.
Chen Yu raised his gun and fired; bullets pierced through projections and struck at the center of Coffin Formation, exploding wood shavings that scattered forty-nine Razors—each handle engraved with Chen Yu's Badge Number.
Xu Wenshan swung his Bronze Razor to block; sparks from their metal clash ignited lanterns, filling the air with a burnt human skin scent mixed with Huaihua Fragrance.
From the West Side Hall came the rhythmic sound of a Sewing Machine; as Chen Yu kicked open the hall door, thirty-seven old Sewing Machines were automatically stitching police uniforms.
Each uniform's collar was embroidered with Rebirth Knots, threads connected to Lipstick Coffins.
When he tore apart one of the nearest sewing threads, its corresponding coffin lid suddenly exploded open; a decaying corpse held up its sidearm, aiming it at Xu Wenshan's back.
"Watch out for possession!" Xu Wenshan shouted as he sliced through a bullet with his Razor; it split in two, revealing Gray-White Strands that lunged like venomous snakes toward Chen Yu.
Chen Yu rolled under an offering table where a bone ash urn lay hidden in a dark compartment; on its surface was a photo of Old Barber in his youth wearing a police uniform.
Buried within the ashes was a rusted handcuff, engraved with "Bing Xu Year," seeping Blood Beads.
Xu Wenshan grabbed some ashes and scattered them into the air; under moonlight, they formed a scene from 1912: Chen Ancestor locking handcuffs onto Zhou Mingde's wrist while placing a Police Badge at the center of their contract.
But when he illuminated it with Purple Light, the image shifted—Zhou Mingde secretly stitched Braids into the handcuff chain, and tiny Rebirth Knots covered its backside.
"We Chen Family... have always been sacrifices." Suddenly, Chen Yu pressed his sidearm against his temple; white showed in his eyes as Gray-White Strands crawled over him. "The Yin contract requires voluntary sacrifice from the Chen Family to be fulfilled."
At that moment when his index finger squeezed the trigger, there came a thunderous crash from the East Side Hall as coffin lids hit the ground. Forty-Nine Cocooned Infants crawled out from their coffins; their umbilical cords formed a massive Rebirth Knot that enveloped the entire ancestral hall in a blood-red glow.
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