Chapter 189: An unsolved case, a lament!

Twenty minutes later.

The arguing voices gradually faded.

It wasn't because there was a result.

But because every logic, every possibility, every angle……

had been exhausted!

Each role firmly believed they were the truth, trying to rub the opponent into the ground.

Yet, strangely, each logic was self-consistent, forming a closed loop.

Finally……

They splendidly fell into a deadlock.

"Heh."

A light laugh broke the silence.

Su Ming slowly walked out from the shadows of the stage, clapping his hands.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful."

He walked to the edge of the stage, looking down at the audience below.

Finally, he turned his head again, laying his gaze upon the altar formed by the cheongsam woman, entwined with white bones and silk.

"You said you wanted a killing account untouched by karma?"

"You said you wanted a song that could be called a perfect soul‑severing ballad?"

Su Ming extended his hand, pointing at the twenty‑seven figures below the stage.

"Look!"

"This is that account!"

"An eternal case that can never be proven nor disproven!"

"It exists, yet it does not!"

"The killer left no trace, because the very concept of 'killer' has been erased!"

"It is not in the case files, not in the statutes, naturally… it bears no karma!"

Su Ming's mouth curled beneath his mask, the arc growing larger.

"This, is that soul‑severing song!"

"It has no set melody, no lyrics, yet it can make everyone argue endlessly, forever!"

"A song that never ends, forever being sung—isn't that perfect enough?!"

In the empty theater, the sound reverberated.

"What you wanted was never an answer!"

"But the show itself!"

Hum——

As the words fell, this strange altar suddenly burst forth with brilliant golden light!

At the altar's center, the cold‑light flashing bone‑slicing knife actually moved on its own!

It traced an extremely elegant arc in the air, the blade tip lightly flicking upward.

Directly severing the blood‑stained silk cloth wrapped around the hilt in midair.

And the bone‑slicing knife emitted a clear, ringing tone, then likewise shattered!

This is the blade‑horse dan who has devoted a life to slaughter; after completing his final dance, he proudly takes his bow!

The light faded away.

The altar and golden light vanished together, leaving only a torn fragment of silk.

【Name】: Red Dust Crossing

【Quality】: Legendary

【Function】: After slaughter, one can use 【Red Dust Crossing】 to completely erase the karma, traces, and memories of this killing! After three uses, 【Red Dust Crossing】 loses its effect!

【One Red Dust Soul‑Severing Song, and henceforth patrons need not cross.】

"Erase karma three times? No trace left?"

Su Ming murmured softly.

It should…… be strong, right?

This means he can, in front of the whole world, use this to stab a god to death.

And afterward, in everyone's memory and cognition……

That god might have merely tripped while walking, choked on water, or even stupidly killed himself!

This is truly……

Perfect crime!

Killing…… untouched by karma!

"Huh!"

Su Ming took a deep breath, storing 【Red Dust Crossing】 into his dimensional warehouse.

Not bad!

Today's number of sacrifices……

Only the last one remains!

"Another multiple‑choice question!"

His gaze slowly swept over the remaining eight altars.

The altar formed from the old man who was playing with walnuts...

The altar formed from the youth who was playing with copper coins...

Finally, one remained at the very corner of the stage.

It was very inconspicuous.

The altar's form was a broken-string ancient zither, forcibly embedded in a mute stubborn stone.

The body of the zither was covered in cracks, its strings tangled like hemp, exuding a deathly silence of music ended and people scattered.

【Altar Number】: 1111

【Connection Dao Marker】: Zhutian Drama Workshop

【Karma Overview】: Who hears when the string snaps? Life is like a dream, youthful beauty turns to white hair, ultimately returning to a handful of yellow earth. Asking the Dao through music, asking the Dao—where is the Dao? Is it in the Nine Heavens above, or in the tile sheds and pleasure quarters? I seek a song that can make the stubborn stone nod, an ultimate lament! I seek a thread, the divinity hidden among mundane worldly affairs!

"It's you!"

This question.

Compared to all previous questions, this one suits his taste even more!

Don't ask why!

It's just fate!

Su Ming turned around, once again facing the twenty-seven silent silhouettes below the stage.

【Makeup Entrance】!

Hum!

【Mortal White Face】 is activated again.

Su Ming felt his temples throbbing, his mental power like free-flowing tap water, gushing out!

Damn it!

Dizzy to the point of explosion!

"Curtain up!"

Boom—!

The spotlight slammed down.

This time, a figure filled with bloody and vicious aura appeared in the corner.

【Butcher】!

"Divinity? Bullshit divinity!"

【Butcher】's thought was full of contempt for all illusory things, like two rusted pig-killing knives grinding against each other.

"I kill a hundred pigs a day; does the pigs' howl before death count as an ultimate lament?"

"I slash open, gut spilling, blood flooding the ground—does that hot, steaming vigor count as mundane worldly fire?!"

The words had not yet faded.

The spotlight suddenly dissipated, landing on a new figure beside him——

【Gambler】!

"A howl counts for nothing!"

【Gambler】's thought carried the madness of having lost everything.

"Divinity is the moment I stake all my possessions, the second before the dice cup is revealed!"

"At that moment, heaven and earth must hold their breath for me! That is divinity!"

"Nonsense!"

Another ancient, simple thought sounded.

The spotlight shifted to a hunched 【Old Farmer】.

"Divinity, divinity……"

"It should be the first sprout that shoots up in the field after the first spring rain!"

"It is the bowed grain stalks at autumn harvest! It is the hope of survival!"

"Silence!"

【Prosecutor】's thought attempted to maintain order.

"Only law is divinity!"

"I'll break your grandmother's leg!"

Boom!

The entire theater exploded again!

The pig‑killer, the farmer, the gambler, the judge……

Each one, endowed with an extreme character setting, 【role】.

They threw out their understanding of 【Divinity】 like trash!

The scene descended into utter chaos!

And at the peak of this clamor……

Su Ming, who had been coldly observing from the stage, curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Now!"