Chapter 420

The moment that ray of chaos light erupted, time stopped.

The ferocious smile on Liu Hong's face froze completely, the muscles at the corners of his eyes still maintaining a twitching posture.

His movement of holding the knife and stabbing down froze in mid-air, the tip of the knife having already pierced his clothes and touched Chen Chen Guangrui's skin.

Beside him, Li Biao's sinister gaze stopped on Yin Yin Wenjiao, the evil smile at the corners of his mouth frozen.

The strong wind pouring in from the cabin door seemed to freeze, and the flame of the lonely lamp flickering froze at a strange tilted angle.

The entire cabin fell into absolute deathly silence.

Deep in the clouds, the gale whistled.

The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi and Silver-Headed Head Jiedi sat cross-legged on the clouds, Buddha light circulating around their bodies.

The two looked down at the Hong River below.

In their vision, the dilapidated large boat was still swaying violently in the strong wind and huge waves.

Inside the cabin, Liu Hong's broadsword was stabbing into Chen Chen Guangrui's chest without any obstruction, blood splashing.

"It's over." The Silver-Headed Head Jiedi put his hands together, his tone indifferent.

The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi nodded slightly: "The mortal ties are severed. When that villain throws the corpse into the river, we can report back to the Great Bodhisattva Venerable Guanyin."

The supreme power of the Chaos Bell to suppress time and space perfectly shielded the heavenly secrets.

These two Buddhist protectors were completely unaware of the space-time separation happening right under their noses.

Inside the cabin, Chen Chen Guangrui did not feel pain.

He found that he could not move, and it seemed that even his breathing had stopped.

Afterward, a gentle but irresistible force forcibly pulled his consciousness out of his physical body.

After a spin of the world, Chen Chen Guangrui's feet landed on the ground.

He looked around; there was no river water, no wind and waves, no villain holding a knife.

This was a vast and boundless gray-white space, with thick gray-white air currents rolling in all directions.

Directly in front, stood a green-robed figure.

That person had his back to him, with the divine light of the Great Dao that suppressed the ages circulating around his body.

The green-robed person turned around slowly, his face thin and refined, with a long beard in three strands, a trace of indifferent smile hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Chen Chen Guangrui's pupils shrank.

"Daoist... Master Yichen?" Chen Chen Guangrui exclaimed in shock.

He had originally thought it was just the protective talisman given by the master showing its spirit, blocking a fatal blow.

At this moment, feeling the true immortal aura on the other party that transcended the mundane and was above heaven and earth, Chen Chen Guangrui was dumbfounded.

His knees softened, and Chen Chen Guangrui knelt heavily on the ground.

"Please save my life, Daoist!" Chen Chen Guangrui kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down his face, "Those two water bandits are heartless, please use your immortal magic to kill the villains and save my wife who has no power to truss a chicken!"

Su Chen looked at Chen Chen Guangrui, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing constantly, without using magic to help him up.

"Killing two mortal water bandits is just a matter of blowing a breath." Su Chen's voice was calm, "But if you kill them, there will be mountain bandits and road robbers. You cannot escape this dead end today."

Chen Chen Guangrui raised his head abruptly, his face full of astonishment: "What does the Daoist mean? Chen Guangrui has done good all his life, fearing heaven and earth, why is there a must-die situation?"

Su Chen raised his right hand and waved his large sleeve.

The chaos air currents in front gathered rapidly, turning into a huge mirror, and the images in the mirror appeared.

In the image, Liu Hong's broadsword pierced Chen Chen Guangrui's heart.

Chen Chen Guangrui fell into a pool of blood, dying with regret.

Liu Hong and Li Biao dragged his corpse out of the cabin and threw it into the rolling Hong River with a splash.

Chen Chen Guangrui looked at himself in the image dying miserably, trembling all over.

The image continued to flow.

Yin Yin Wenjiao wanted to throw herself into the river to die for love, but was pulled tightly by Liu Hong.

Liu Hong took Chen Chen Guangrui's official credentials, put on that green official uniform, and replaced him as the Magistrate of Jiangzhou.

During this period, he wanted to forcibly occupy Yin Yin Wenjiao, but was driven back by Yin Yin Wenjiao threatening to die.

Yin Yin Wenjiao originally wanted to seek death, but she found that she was pregnant, and for the sake of the flesh and blood in her womb, she endured humiliation and catered to him.

After ten months of pregnancy, Yin Yin Wenjiao gave birth to a baby boy in the Jiangzhou government office.

She bit her finger, wrote a blood letter, bit off a small toe of the baby boy's left foot as a mark, tied the baby boy to a wooden board, and pushed him into the river.

The image froze on the baby boy drifting with the water.

Chen Chen Guangrui's eyes were red, his fingernails deeply pierced into his palms, and blood dripped to the ground.

"Daoist, this is..." Chen Chen Guangrui's voice was hoarse, revealing extreme despair.

"This is your original fate." Su Chen's eyes were cold, piercing Chen Chen Guangrui's soul, "This is not a robbery by ordinary water bandits. This is the Fomen of the Western Heaven, a dead end deliberately arranged for your unborn child to experience calamity."

Chen Chen Guangrui was as if struck by lightning, his whole body frozen in place.

"The gods and Buddhas want you to die, want your wife to be humiliated. Only when you die can your child sever his mortal blood relatives, embark on the path they arranged without distraction, and become a chess piece in their hands." Su Chen's words did not carry a trace of emotion.

In Chen Chen Guangrui's mind, the expectations of his mother before the sickbed flashed, and the desperate cries of his wife flashed.

He had read many books, feared the gods and Buddhas of heaven and earth, and bought golden carp to release them, just to accumulate blessings.

In exchange, the gods and Buddhas destroyed his family for the sake of a layout!

After Chen Chen Guangrui's brief stagnation and trembling, monstrous anger broke through his fear.

He stood up straight abruptly, his eyes wide open, the veins on his forehead bulging.

"I do not respect this kind of Buddha that treats mortals like grass and sucks marrow from bones!" Chen Chen Guangrui roared sternly, "I do not recognize this kind of miserable fate that is forcibly arranged!"

Su Chen looked at the bloodiness erupting from this weak scholar and nodded slightly.

"Very good." Su Chen opened his mouth, "Since you do not recognize your fate, I will give you a way to break the situation."

Chen Chen Guangrui turned around and knelt down again: "Please guide me, Daoist!"

"Two paths." Su Chen held up two fingers, "First, I will use magic to create a fake corpse of yours and throw it into the river to deceive the Fomen. You leave with me and change your name. From then on, the mortal karma has nothing to do with you, your wife will still be humiliated, and your child will still drift with the water."

Chen Chen Guangrui gritted his teeth and shook his head without hesitation.

"Second." Su Chen put down his fingers, his gaze deep, "I will use magic to change your appearance and twist the karma. You, become Liu Hong."

Chen Chen Guangrui raised his head abruptly.

"The real Liu Hong will become your corpse and be sunk into the Hong River. And you, wearing Liu Hong's skin, holding your official credentials, go to Jiangzhou to be the Magistrate." Su Chen said his own plan, "You can use this identity to protect your wife and raise your child in a justified way. But in the eyes of your wife and those gods and Buddhas, you are that heinous water bandit."

Chen Chen Guangrui was breathing heavily.

This plan was too shocking; he had to become the murderer who killed himself and face his own wife.

After thinking for a moment, a look of determination flashed in Chen Chen Guangrui's eyes.

"As long as I can protect Yin Wenjiao, as long as I can destroy the calculations of that group of hypocritical gods and Buddhas." Chen Chen Guangrui's voice was resonant, "I, Chen E, am willing to become a devil!"

"As you wish." Su Chen raised his hand.

Within his dantian, the Hunyuan Great Luo Dao Fruit rotated, and the gray-white Hunyuan magic power turned into a pillar of light, covering Chen Chen Guangrui's soul.

Su Chen urged the Chaos Bell, and the power to suppress time and space directly twisted the original karma lines on Chen Chen Guangrui and Liu Hong.

Two invisible karma lines were intertwined and reconnected in Su Chen's hands.

"Go!" Su Chen flicked his finger.

Chen Chen Guangrui's soul turned into a stream of light, instantly rushing out of the gray-white space.

Inside the cabin, Chen Chen Guangrui opened his eyes suddenly.

He looked down and saw a pair of rough hands covered in calluses.

These hands were holding a thick-backed broadsword tightly, the tip of the knife hovering over the green official uniform below.

Looking along the tip of the knife, a corpse lay on the ground, with a thin and refined face, full of scholar spirit; it was "Chen Chen Guangrui."

The real Liu Hong had already been wiped out by Su Chen's magic power, his body and face changed, becoming a dead corpse.

Chen Chen Guangrui took a deep breath; he understood that from this moment on, he was no longer Chen Chen Guangrui, but Liu Hong.

Time flowed again, and the roar of the strong wind outside the cabin and the roar of the river water sounded again.

The river wind continued to blow inside the cabin.

"Husband!"

Yin Yin Wenjiao's shrill cry came.

Chen Chen Guangrui gripped the broadsword dripping with blood in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

He turned his head slowly and saw Yin Yin Wenjiao, who was heartbroken.

Beside her, Li Biao was staring at Yin Yin Wenjiao, licking his lips, revealing a lewd and evil smile.

"Big brother, this scholar is dead. This little lady, let me taste it first?"

Li Biao said while walking toward Yin Yin Wenjiao with the bone-picking sharp knife.