Star Trace Gate

Cremation…

Ren Daguo, Ren Daguo, look at the good son you taught, how filial he is. He doesn't even go to the ordinary crematorium, he has to go to one with a better stove, one with a star.

Ren Ye's face showed the fierce look he had during the bloody battle on the canyon road. He stared at Lin Xiang with his eyes and refused to give in, showing a tough attitude as if the family members insisted on cremation.

On the Wangyue Pavilion, a cool breeze blew.

Prime Minister Lin looked at Ren Ye, paused for a moment, and then raised his palm.

"brush……!"

A burst of bright light as pure as the moonlight appeared, and the two disappeared together on the top of the Moon Watching Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, the old and the young appeared in the topmost library of Suzaku Academy.

This place is very large, about three to four hundred square meters, with a fragrant smell of books and simple decoration. The books are all refined editions of ancient costumes. They are placed on the bookshelves and either appear to be very thick or have an extremely large number of volumes.

The library is quiet and quiet. After entering for just a moment, you will feel as calm as water.

"Tap tap...!"

Lin Xianglai entered the pavilion without saying a word. He just walked towards a bookshelf located at a remote location.

Ren also followed from the side, his eyes always peeking at Lin Xiang's cheeks and appearance.

This leader of China, the Dahongpao of Suzaku City, is tall and straight-backed. He walks unhurriedly and calmly, but he gives people a strong sense of oppression.

His cheeks are a little thin, but his facial features are very three-dimensional and his outline is strong. At this age, although his temples have turned white, he can't hide the extreme handsomeness of his youth.

No wonder some people say that he is a handsome old man in red.

Especially his eyes, under the thick eyebrows, the eye sockets are slightly sunken, but they are not as turbid as those of the elderly. They are bright and deep, which instinctively makes people avoid looking and do not want to look at them.

Lin Xiang was walking, but suddenly he said: "There are fifteen professional inheritance categories in Star Gate, three of which are rare. The Scholar Series is the most mysterious, and the promotion path is also extremely difficult to predict. Every major stage has to be crossed. Every time, they will experience unimaginable "tribulation", so it is also called the end of the game."

Seeing that he got to the point, Ren Ye asked with a shocked expression: "The end?"

"Scholars represent wisdom. As their level gradually increases, they will have the ability to discern the past, know the future, and deduce the future. They will understand the star gate better than other professions and be closer to the way of heaven." Lin Xiang responded softly. Said: "Including you, there are a total of six rare ones in China. But there is only one scholar player now, and he has disappeared for a long time... I don't know if he has died or is still there. Constantly traveling through the Star Gate.”

Ren also knew that the scholar player Lin Xiang was talking about was not his father, but someone else.

Because my father said that he did not choose to join the Shou Sui people, nor did he belong to any organization. He was just an independent individual.

"So, if you ask me what the truth is, I really don't know." Lin Xiang continued: "Because we know very little about the scholar system. Maybe there will be a certain number of scholar system players in the endless star gates, but they It is hard to find traces, and there is less contact with the outside world... and he will not easily reveal the secrets of his professional heritage. Therefore, I can't guess what the message your father wrote at the end of the suicide note meant. "

"Where is the ridge of the roof?" Ren Ye immediately asked.

"Rooftop? No one has been to this legendary place, and no one has seen it. It is only mentioned in very rare star gates." Lin Xiang replied briefly and horrified: "In this floor of the Sutra Pavilion, there is There is a very small amount of information that mentions Rooftop, but the information is so thin that even if you read it, you only know the name. "

Ren also heard this and his eyes dimmed.

The meaning behind Xiang Lin's words was already very straightforward.

Neither he personally nor the group of watchers know much about the Scholars Department.

He walked to a bookshelf that was far away, bent down and rummaged for a long time, and finally found a Buddhist lamp base that was stained with dust.

"...Your father once entrusted me to find something when he was alive." Lin Xiang turned around and looked at Ren Ye with a dull expression: "This is it."

Ren was stunned for a moment, and immediately reached out to take the Buddha lamp base and looked at it carefully, but did not notice anything special about it.

This lamp holder seems to be made of a special material. It looks like copper but not iron. It is very heavy and has excellent texture.

"Did he ever say why he was looking for this lamp holder?" Ren also raised his head and asked.

"I told you." Lin Xiang nodded slowly: "He wants to find a star gate in the migration place."

It was another very unfamiliar word, and Ren Ye was a little confused when he heard it: "Where is the migration place?"

"A place with similar civilization, similar history, and similar races as the Earth, but completely different." Lin Xiang responded patiently: "Although star gates related to migration places are also very rare, there are also players who have traveled there, so they are not It's an extremely rare thing. Your father wanted to find a star gate to migrate to, but he didn't tell me the reason. He and I are considered friends, but we haven't talked about everything yet. "

Ren also lowered his head and looked at the Buddhist lantern again.

"He not only found me, but also the one who defrauded the Chamber of Commerce." Lin Xiang added.

Ren Ye suddenly raised his head and suddenly remembered that when he was at the Annual Ring Hotel, he saw a Buddhist lantern placed next to his father's body: "Oh, by the way, I was next to dad's body...!"

"Yes, that Buddha lantern was sent by the old bald man who defrauded the Chamber of Commerce." Lin Xiang interrupted and responded: "Although your father... has passed away, he has kept his promise by sending the Buddha lantern."

"The lamp holder you are looking for is the Buddhist lamp that the senior who defrauded the Chamber of Commerce found?" Ren also thought for a moment: "Why didn't my father look for it himself?"

"He is an independent player, and the resources he can mobilize are limited. Your father provided clues about this lamp holder, and I entrusted Zhao Baicheng to find more than a dozen high-level star gates before he found it." Lin Xiang replied.

"The migration place... should be extremely important to my father." Ren Ye carefully held the lamp holder and suddenly looked at Xiang Lin with a somewhat unspeakable expression.

"I can give you the lamp holder." Lin Xiang saw through his thoughts at a glance and took the initiative to say: "The person who defrauded the Chamber of Commerce had the same intention when he put the Buddha lamp on the table.

"Thank you." Ren Ye nodded slowly: "Thank him too."

At this point, the two were silent for a while, and then Prime Minister Lin said: "My understanding of your father is limited to what I just said."

Ren Ye looked at him and asked very sincerely: "Xiang Lin, you said that my father...before he passed away, he asked you and the seniors of the fraudulent chamber of commerce to find this Buddha lamp and lamp holder, and he also said at the end of his suicide note There was a very strange sentence left there. Do you think there is a connection between the two? Is the name of the person or place mentioned in the suicide note related to the migration place? "

"Maybe." Lin Xiang thought for a moment and then nodded slowly.

"Then tell me...does my father still have...a chance to survive?" Ren Ye's tone was trembling.

"I don't know about the scholar department." Lin Xiang said bluntly without any words of comfort: "But judging from my experience, the probability of wanting to come back to life based on just a few paragraphs at the end of the suicide note is too small. Well, maybe not even one in ten million.”

Ren Ye lowered his head and looked at the lamp holder: "Is this...this one ten millionth of it all included in this lamp holder and the Buddha lamp?"

"You are thinking too far." Lin Xiang poured cold water on him mercilessly: "With your current state and level, you cannot see this one ten millionth."

When Ren Ye heard this, he felt as if he had been awakened by cold water, his eyes stubborn: "I can improve, I can change my state."

Lin Xiang looked at his expression and suddenly walked towards the door: "From today on, you can freely enter this library and search for information at will. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Zhao Baicheng. If he doesn't understand, he can ask me."

Ren was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and replied, "Disciple understands."

"Only by standing higher can you see farther and see that one ten millionth." Lin Xiang walked away slowly: "But you have to act within your ability. When a person dies... he can't see anything."

"Disciple is taught!"

"In the real world, various forces are intertwined. Your father's funeral will not be attended by many people. Even as a friend, I will take care of everything for him." Lin Xiang walked to the door and paused for a moment: "Tomorrow , someone will take his body to Kunlun Mountain. You can also take your sister to send him on his last journey. After the funeral, I will give you three days to adjust your condition, and you can return to Shanghai to pick up some belongings. After that, you It’s in Zhuque City.”

"Disciple understands." Ren Ye replied sincerely.

"brush!"

When he walked to the door, Lin Xiang disappeared.

……

One day later.

A plane took off from Kyoto, carrying Ren Daguo's body, and headed straight to Kunlun Mountain.

At the same time, a middle-aged man took a taxi and rushed from the Northeast to Shanghai because he could not take flights or high-speed rail.

In the car, he took the phone and asked: "Yes, where is his address? Give it to me. Yes, we have to meet... Okay, okay, will you come? Okay, bring two bottles of God with you on the way. Oil, find a chance... I'll use it all on the singer... Damn it, hahaha, together, together!"

……

On the plane, Ren Qingning wore sunglasses and black clothes and sat next to Ren Ye without saying a word.

On the seat next to him, Ren Ye combined the Buddha lamp and the lamp holder with both hands, looked at the rusty lamp body, and murmured softly.

"Migration place?"

"An unknown star gate."

"...Dad, no matter how difficult it is, I will find the meaning of...the last paragraph in your suicide note."

He stared at the Buddha lantern and murmured softly: "Everything starts from the Buddha lantern and the migration place."

"Boom!!"

The plane roared and flew over mountains, rivers and lakes.

……

One day later.

Ren Daguo was buried on Kunlun Mountain, and only four or five people attended the funeral.

He was lying in the coffin prepared by Lin Xiang, holding a parchment book in his hand, with a peaceful expression and a hint of smile.