Corpse Brother: From Calabash Brothers to Corpse Emperor

On a main street in the capital, the commander led Lou Yi to Jin Banxian's stall in a hurry.

They hoped to determine the location of the dragon's right side through divination, and also find a solution to the dragon's right side problem.

"Master, I have no choice but to beg you this time! I hope you can help me find the source of the cholera outbreak and a solution."

Jin Banxian sat silently on his stall, his eyes closed, slowly weighing a few copper coins and a tortoise shell in his hand.

Seeing Jin Banxian's appearance, the commander suppressed his impatience and did not disturb him, but Lou Yi was already covered in sweat.

Jin Banxian slowly tossed the copper coins and tortoise shells to the ground.

The copper coins scattered crisply, but the tortoise shell cracked instantly upon hitting the ground, splitting in two!

Lou Yi was startled and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. He asked in a low voice:

"Master, does a cracked tortoise shell in a fortune telling reading signify a very bad omen?"

Jin Banxian kept his eyes closed, gently rubbing his beard with his fingers. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his expression becoming extremely solemn, and he suddenly roared:

"Oh no!!!"

"Master, what's wrong?! What serious incident has occurred?"

The commander was startled by the sudden shout, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Jin Banxian, however, slapped his knee in anger and muttered curses:

"Those bastards selling lottery tickets changed the numbers again before the draw! I bought two hundred tickets! All gone!"

"Master, isn't your sect forbidden from getting involved with money?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the commander stared speechlessly at Jin Banxian, his lips twitching.

Jin Banxian sighed, his nonchalant expression instantly fading, and slowly said:

"Okay... let's get back to the main topic..."

He then looked down at the shattered tortoise shell and scattered copper coins on the ground, his expression slightly solemn, as if he were pondering something.

After a while, he raised his head, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness:

"The tortoise shell bursting open indicates that what you are trying to calculate involves too much cause and effect, and ordinary divination techniques simply cannot see the whole picture."

Upon hearing this, the commander's expression changed slightly. He wanted to urge him on but dared not interrupt, so he could only wait quietly for Master Jin to continue.

At this moment, Jin Banxian changed the subject, raised his hand and slowly took off his hat, revealing the dragon eye in the center of his head, which gleamed with a faint light.

"But since this is the last divination... I'll make an exception and use my longan eye to take a look!"

"Longan? Master...is this real?!"

The commander didn't speak, but just looked at Jin Banxian, secretly surprised.

Master Jin had once established a rule that he would only perform three divinations for the Yanhuang people, and this was already the last one...

But he used tortoise shells and copper coins to calculate the previous two times, so why did he use a longan this time?

The red light from the dragon eye above Jin Banxian's head grew increasingly dazzling, and the lines on his forehead seemed to be slowly moving, radiating a terrifying pressure.

At the same time, his eyes revealed unprecedented fear and shock, cold sweat poured from his forehead, and he muttered to himself:

"This……"

"This……"

"This……"

"How...how could this happen?!"

The commander and Lou Yi exchanged a glance, feeling a vague unease in their hearts. They quickly stepped forward, wanting to inquire about the situation.

But then they saw that Master Jin was pressing his hands firmly against the table, enduring great pain.

Suddenly, Jin Banxian spat out a mouthful of blood and his body swayed violently.

"Grandmaster!"

"Master! Are you alright!?"

The commander exclaimed and rushed forward to support Jin Banxian, while Lou Yi also hurriedly reached out to steady him.

Jin Banxian waved his hand with difficulty to stop the two of them, took a deep breath, raised his pale face, and his voice trembled.

"A great calamity is imminent! A catastrophe that could affect all of humanity is coming!!! The entire world... will face unprecedented destruction!"

Upon hearing this, the commander's face instantly turned ashen. Suppressing his shock, he hurriedly pressed for answers.

"Master! It can influence all of humanity? What else did you see?"

Jin Banxian's face was deathly pale. He tremblingly pulled out two blank sheets of paper, lowered his head, and bent his body slightly, bearing immense pressure.

Holding a calligraphy brush in his hand, its tip dipped in ink, he slowly began to write, filling the blank space on the paper with intricate strokes, while his body gradually weakened.

With each stroke of his pen, Master Jin's face grew paler, and cold sweat dripped continuously from his forehead.

Jin Banxian's body trembled from time to time, and finally, when he completed a outline, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with endless exhaustion and pain, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to draw.

"The road ahead... was completely dark... but... within it, I saw... two people..."

Jin Banxian said with difficulty, but his hands did not stop moving as he continued to sketch on the paper.

As the last stroke was made, it was as if all life had been drained from Jin Banxian's body; he instantly went limp and slumped into his chair.

His hand fell limply to his side, the brush slipped from his fingers and landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

Commander and Lou Yi rushed forward to support him, only to find that Jin Banxian's face was completely bloodless.

Jin Banxian raised his hand and handed the two sheets of paper covered with drawings to the two people:

"Take it. This is what I can calculate... My lifespan is almost over... I can no longer obtain any more secrets... The road ahead... depends on you... yourselves..."

The commander and Lou Yi took the portraits and found that they depicted two different people. Jin Banxian slightly raised his head, pointed to the portraits, and explained:

"These two people... might be the key to resolving the catastrophe... One of them, with short hair, is currently in the life-threatening stage."

That is, the period when his luck was at its lowest. But strangely, he was accompanied by benefactors…”

At the same time, Jin Banxian frowned slightly and explained:

"That benefactor is both the cause of the evil and the solution... It's very strange..."

Lou Yi's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the paper Jin Banxian handed him, and then an expression of disbelief appeared on his face:

"Commander! I've seen this person before! It was in the Corpse Nest that day, when he absorbed the essence of the entire Corpse Nest! And... it seems he hasn't mutated yet!"

Upon hearing Lou Yi's description, the commander immediately leaned over to look at the portrait on the paper.

The person in the portrait has distinct eyebrows and eyes. Although it is a painting, the facial features are clear and look familiar.

"Huh? This person... I think I've seen him before."

The commander's tone was tinged with doubt, and his gaze lingered on the portrait for a long time.

“I remember seeing him through videos when I was in H City. Lan Hai had contact with him at that time.”

The commander paused for a moment, seemingly still sorting through his memories, before turning his gaze to Lou Yi.

"It was during his period of bad luck, when his fortune was at its lowest..."

"They look so alike, could they... be brothers?"