Star Trace Gate

"Boom!"

Rumbling thunder was heard, and several flashes of lightning suddenly appeared from the dark clouds and disappeared in a flash.

"Crash!"

The Love Village, which had been sultry all day, suddenly began to rain heavily, and thick fog rose on the uneven bluestone ground.

In the center of the village, the sound of unhurried footsteps could be heard. The black-robed warrior who was willing to risk his life for a hundred thousand men was walking in the rain.

He was helpless. He had been "selling himself" for two days in a row, but no one was willing to pay 100,000 star sources to recruit him.

Alas, the people here are too ignorant, and it is not quite the same as what he had planned.

There is no other way. I have to act alone tonight.

A warrior in black robe was walking slowly in the rain. His pace seemed neither fast nor slow, but his purpose was clear.

He raised his left arm slightly, with his palm placed on his chest, holding something that looked like an incense burner, emitting a faint fluorescent light.

This thing is called "Seeking Fate Furnace", and it can find magical props with spirits and star source fluctuations within a certain range.

At night, the Xunyuan Furnace responded. The black-robed warrior sensed it with his mind and followed it to the long street here.

After walking for a while, he stopped outside a tall courtyard, and with a light jump, he landed in the courtyard like a ghost.

It was a dark, windy and rainy day with heavy rain. It was a good day to seek great opportunities. He inexplicably felt that his luck was about to change.

……

In the Erotic Village, inside the old house No. 01.

Ren also speculated that the password of the mechanical lock on the iron plate should be the time when this place was officially opened, which is 20:39:53, exactly six digits.

Why did he make such a guess? In fact, it was mainly due to two details.

First, when he first came here, it was a little after 7pm, but the opening countdown given by the Star Gate was 14:21:. At that time, Ren did not feel anything unusual until the second time he entered. He and Lao Liu waited for a while before hearing the opening reminder, and the latter mentioned the time twice in a row.

This detail made Ren realize that the opening hours of the basement actually had both zeros and whole numbers, which felt a bit strange. Most importantly, it was also six digits, which was not normal. Second, there were traces of long-term friction on the buttons of the mechanical lock. Although not too heavy, it was noticeable at a glance without the dust covering it. He took a quick look at the numbers, and the traces of the two numbers 20 were the most obvious, so after guessing it in his brain, he tried the opening hours, and then the iron plate opened.

This ability to capture information seems to be a matter of luck, but it is actually a reflection of personal strengths.

When I was in the team, the senior mentor who led the newcomers once told me that investigation, detection, tracking clues, deducing the case, etc., do not depend on who is smarter than who, but on the investigator's ability to capture the details of the case.

This is very important and requires some experience.

After the two opened the iron plate, they went down the ladder into the basement. But before they could turn on the lights to observe, an extremely coquettish voice reached their ears.

It's a woman with a very nice voice.

She only said one sentence, and it almost made Lao Liu pour out his bullets and "end it right there."

Beside the wooden ladder, Lao Liu's eyes were red, and he said stubbornly, "Brother, don't stop me. At this point... it doesn't matter whether she's a ghost or not. At least she's still a human being, don't you know? I'm not thinking about human beings in my mind now!"

Ren also pulled him: "Calm down!!"

"I'm really going crazy!"

Everyone has desires in their hearts. Once they are aroused and magnified, it is difficult to suppress them.

The same is true for gambling, losing money, greed, etc.

Unfortunately, Lao Liu has a hard time controlling his sexual desires, and he has no self-control in this regard. You can see this from the fact that after he learned that Tang Feng was a man, he still kept thinking about the singer and envied Li Yan, and when he went to Xiangjiang to buy props, he would order a health care service.

"Being crazy is better than being dead, right? Ren Ye turned his head to look at him, and said positively: "Have you never seen horror movies? Have you never heard ghost stories? Have you never seen the ghosts in Qingliang Mansion? Do you think it's really a waste of time? She absorbs your yang energy, and your life span will be shortened!"

As Old Liu listened, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was trying his best to control himself.

In the darkness, there was a sound of light footsteps, and a faint scent of a woman's body drifted into the nostrils of the two. "Swish!"

Ren Ye raised his arm and summoned the Human Emperor Sword, lighting up the basement with thousands of rays of light, and then he was stunned.

In the darkness, a beautiful woman with a curvy figure and black hair came in barefoot.

She is so perfect that even the most picky man in the world cannot find any flaws in her.

Most importantly, she was coquettish and charming, with a pair of curved almond eyes, looking at the two of them suggestively: "Am I beautiful?"

Ren Ye only took a glance and immediately said blankly: "Old Liu, help me hold the sword... Go out for a while!"

King Huai was also a man, and he had not done anything shameful for a long time.

In this situation, with his mental health constantly rising, he also saw the woman and became confused on the spot.

"Snapped!"

Old Liu had already turned his head away until he ran out of self-control. He slapped Ren Ye on the face and said through gritted teeth, "Don't look at her, brother. Calm down. You have always been my role model...!"

"Ong!"

At the same time, the Human Emperor Sword burst out with brilliant power, as bright as the sun.

"Ah~!"

The charming woman, terrified, took a few steps back with a pale face.

She curled up and squatted beside the wall, shivering, and covered her face with her hands as she said, "Two young men, please be kind... can you please not shine that sword on me?"

She was really afraid of the power of the Human Emperor Sword, but this was easy to deal with. Otherwise... she would have to ask Lao Liu to leave and then sacrifice herself for the empire.

Ren also tried to adjust his breathing, trying not to look at the other person's body, and stepped forward: "The magnificent power of this sword is like falling into the eighteenth level of hell for a little ghost like you. Don't force me, hand over the clues! You and I must be freed!"

The female ghost didn't dare to look directly at the edge of the Human Emperor Sword. She kept shielding her eyes and trembling, "What clues? What ghost? I really don't know. I... I'm just a poor woman imprisoned here."

Do we need to communicate to get clues? Ren also thought about it in his heart, and immediately asked patiently: "Who imprisoned you here? What happened in the Lust Village? Who are you? Recall carefully and tell me in detail."

The other party was obviously a remnant soul, so Ren also tried to ask questions related to the Lust Village, so as to trigger the "keywords" to the greatest extent.

"I... I really can't remember who I am... My head hurts." After the woman recalled for a long time in a daze, she suddenly shook her head violently and cried out in a somewhat shrill voice: "My son... I haven't seen my son for a long time...!"

"Why am I here... I feel like I'm imprisoned. That masked man... He comes in here every day after eight o'clock to vent his anger and play with me... and beat me up... The only way for me to survive is to cater to him endlessly. I can do it... because I still want to see my son...!"