Star Trace Gate

On the fifth day in the secret realm, late at night at the hour of Hai.

In the Bulao Villa, Ren Ye was sitting in a small room, drinking tea and quietly waiting for Wu Yuanjun's summons.

The five of them returned about an hour ago and successfully brought back eighteen terracotta figurines, completing the mission of "exorcising evil spirits".

Now that he had returned, he naturally had to report to Lord Wu Yuan, and it was time for the most familiar and bloody mutual cricket fight.

However, this time the crickets were different from the last time. The housekeeper did not let the five people wait in the same room, but separated them completely, each in a separate room, and whoever the witch master called would go out.

As a result, even King Huai, the leader of the team, was not sure who would meet the witch master first and who would take the initiative.

Alas, the kind-hearted witch master has become a bad person. No wonder he can’t sleep. You should laugh.

However, this little trick certainly could not faze the wicked and smoking King Huai.

He has already thought of a countermeasure. No matter who tries to attack him, he will kill him first.

As long as his trust value is reduced, even if it is only deducted a little, he will deal a fatal blow to the ghost-head knife. Any hesitation would be a fool.

……

Inside the room, palace lanterns were bright and the air was filled with the aroma of tea.

While Ren was leisurely eating snacks, he was also thinking about how he should behave when facing Wu Yuanjun later.

Putting on a persona in front of your boss is like flirting. If it's too soft, nothing will feel like it; but if it's too strong, it will be annoying and you may be easily regarded as a pervert.

Only those who can grasp the right timing can be called masters and can rise to the top.

Damn, I’m lucky that I inherited the legacy of the Human Emperor, otherwise if it was someone like Qin Hui or Zhao Gao... I might have already gained power over the government by now.

The more he thought about it, the more obscene he felt, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

However, there is no way around it. The competition here is too fierce. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

About half an hour later, the door creaked slightly and the housekeeper walked in with a wanton smile on his face.

"Sir, how was your rest?" the butler asked with a smile.

"Thanks to your care, I had tea and snacks brought to me. Otherwise, I would have been starving after waiting here for an hour and a half." Ren Ye replied sweetly.

"Haha, it's just a small favor, not worth mentioning." The butler stepped aside and raised his hand, saying, "Please come in, sir."

Five people reported back, but only Ren Ye had snacks and tea.

So, where is the real fairness in this world?

Even the residual souls that evolved from this star gate were entangled in the ways of the world and were very snobbish. If you were doing well, people would look at you more; if you were like Weng Sanren and Gui Toudao, the jailers would slap you twice when they had nothing to do.

Ren Ye clasped his fists slightly and asked, "Am I the last one?"

"Yes, my master specifically instructed that you should be the last one to meet him." The butler nodded with a smile.

"Oh, have the others gone back?" Ren Ye asked again.

"Everyone just returned to their rooms. You can leave together later." The housekeeper replied patiently.

"Okay, let's go." Ren also politely left side by side with the other party.

When he left the room, Ren Ye already had a plan in mind.

He was the last one to see the witch master, and his trust value had not changed. That is to say, the others might have quarreled with each other in this round, but no one dared to say bad things about him.

This is naturally a good thing, but it also indirectly shows that the players in this star gate are indeed difficult to deal with. None of them is as stupid as Lao Liu.

Although everyone was separated in this round, Ren Ye's advantage was already very obvious. If someone stabbed him in the back, he would get angry and not be able to find who stabbed him, and finally launch another group attack, which would be more trouble than gain.

The most trusted person's words will definitely carry more weight than those of lesser people. If you choose to be stubborn and insist on going ahead, everyone's trust may decrease, but the gap will definitely get bigger and bigger.

The cost-effectiveness of this approach is too low, so everyone tacitly chose to give up targeting Ren Ye and focus on dealing with others to accumulate their own advantages first.

……

Not long after.

In the main hall of Bulao Mountain, Wu Yuanjun sat behind the desk and glanced at Ren Ye with a smile: "My dear general, come forward and sit down. Left and right, bring some good wine and food over."

"Thank you, my Lord." Ren also bent down, smiled and greeted him, and for a moment he even took the steps of a castrated man.

In the main hall, in addition to several maids, there were also eighteen pottery figurines that Ren Ye and others brought out from the spiritual tunnel. They looked somewhat weird and scary.

Ren also stepped forward and sat behind the small table next to the witch master's left.

After a while, a few cold dishes and a pot of good wine were served on the table.

Wu Yuanjun nodded with satisfaction, raised his cup and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No way. Being able to work for the witch master is the good karma of my ancestors." Ren also replied with a smile, raised his glass to him from a distance, and then drank it all in one gulp.

After saying these polite words, Wu Yuanjun elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and asked softly, "My dear general, is there anything unusual about this trip?"

"The fat dragon fought against the Wu Ling Ghost Boy alone and successfully bought time for us to get the terracotta figurines back. He was seriously injured when he reunited with the four of us. However, none of us entered the secret realm, so we don't know what kind of game the Wu Ling Ghost Boy arranged. But when you think about it carefully, what he experienced there must have been extremely dangerous." Ren also replied truthfully.

"Well, Fatty Dragon has made a great contribution on this trip." Wu Yuanjun nodded.

"Consider it a great achievement." Ren did not choose to go after the Fat Dragon, because he knew that his words were not taken lightly, and if he really hit dozens of critical hits, the other party would guess that it was his fault, and no one else had the ability to do that.

After all, Big Fat Dragon had given him a lot of money and benefits. Besides, this person was quite friendly to him and was someone who could be won over. There was no need to make enemies with him.

Wu Yuanjun thought for a moment and asked, "What about the others?"

"Although the four of us were assigned two different tasks on this trip, we have been helping and supporting each other. Overall, it was safe." Ren Ye responded softly.

Wu Yuanjun looked at him and smiled: "What about you?"

Damn, it’s so difficult to talk to the boss, there are traps everywhere.

Ren thought for a moment and said frankly, "Because of my master's trust, I was appointed as the team leader. Naturally, I am very nervous and dare not be careless. After the experiment found that the pottery figurines can emit the power of curse, I thought hard and looked for a way out. Finally, I calculated the weight of the pottery figurines and the trick that the evil spirits can be used for sacrifice. Only then did I break the deadlock with everyone's help. In general, I can do better... I won't let Brother Poison Wine Pot almost die from being covered with big pots and big mouths."

The witch master was satisfied with this answer, because the Flower Fairy and the Fat Dragon had just truthfully reported Ren Ye's performance.

If Ren Ye was overly modest at this moment, it would be contrary to his personality and would make him appear too smooth.

Why did Ren Ye answer like this? Because he was sure that the Hundred Flower Fairy would tell him about it, and the Fat Dragon would probably praise him, so pretending to be modest was stupid.

Sure enough, the witch master nodded with satisfaction: "There are many wise people, and those who are attentive are hard to find in the world. Young master, you did a good job."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master Witch." Ren also chuckled.

"Ah."

The witch master took a sip of wine, frowned and asked again: "How did the ghost-head knife perform?"

coming!

Ren had also been waiting for this sentence and was fully prepared.

He just thought that no matter who attacked him, he would definitely kill the one who attacked him first.

But he also thought that no matter if anyone attacked him or not, he would definitely attack Gui Tou Dao.

All in all, the ghost-head knife must be used.

Your destiny cannot be placed in the hands of others, let alone in the hands of your enemies.

But there is a skill to doing it.

Ren Ye thought for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "Since you specifically instructed me to do so, I have been secretly observing Gui Tou Dao during this trip. He has been very low-key this time, and has not made any great achievements or done anything eye-catching, not to mention being as aggressive as when he captured Niu Xi. However, he is obedient to his subordinates. If I tell him to go east, he will never go west. In short, he has done nothing special, nothing remarkable."

Speaking ill of your opponent once in front of your boss can be effective as long as it is done properly. But speaking ill of your opponent twice, three times, or repeatedly criticizing others will only make you look like a villain and have the opposite effect.

"No merits, no faults, nothing special?" Wu Yuanjun frowned and repeated these eight words, and immediately commented: "There are many doubts about him in the case of the family courtyard, and he can't prove himself. In such a situation, he is not in a hurry to make merit and be rewarded, and regain trust. Instead, he is so low-key. Haha, this person is not impatient, and is very good at patience and dormancy...!"

When the witch master made this comment, Gui Tou Dao, who was in the side hall, suddenly heard the reminder from the Star Gate.

[I regret to inform you that Wu Yuanjun, the witch master, still has doubts about you. He thinks you are a person who knows how to be patient and good at lying dormant, so you will not get any trust points in this round.]

[Current trust value: 1 points.]

After being stunned for a long time, Gui Tou Dao suddenly jumped up and cursed: "Stupid king, stupid witch...!"

He had just finished cursing when he suddenly realized something. He gritted his teeth and changed the subject: "Damn King Huai, are you still a human being?! I grew the mushrooms, I gave you the Immaculate Water, I also handed over the Cloud Thunder Halberd and the Star Source. What else do you want from me? What do you want...?!"

If he could sing, he would definitely hum it at this moment.

What else do you want from me? What else do you want from me? Your sudden appearance is enough to make me sad...

"Gudong!"

Gui Toudao sat down on the chair, looking up at the ceiling, and realized very clearly in his heart...

Before the battle at this star gate is over, no matter how he performs, Ren will not give him even the slightest chance to rise again.

what is this?

This is the art of defense.

Guitoudao wanted to touch the mushroom above his head to seek a little comfort, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that... he had lost the last mushroom that protected him from the wind and rain.

Woo, woo woo...

The train started moving again.

……

on the main hall.

The wine was drunk, and the mission was over...

Wu Yuanjun said softly, "You guys go back and rest for a day. Tomorrow evening, I have one last errand for you. In addition, this errand requires six people to go together. I think Weng Sanren has reflected on it almost enough. You go to the prison and bring him out..."

"Yes."

Ren Ye clasped his fists, thought carefully for a long time, and suddenly said, "Witch Master, I have something to ask of you."

"speak."

"I have a brother named Li Yan. He has a very strange terminal illness. He vomits and has diarrhea all day long. His body is covered with pus and he is tortured to the point where he is no longer human. We found an old Taoist priest, who told me about this brother Li Yan and claimed that only..."

"Only what?" Wu Yuanjun asked.

"I, your subordinate, am afraid to speak of some things..."

"Don't hesitate."

"He said that only the blood of the Heavenly Sovereign can remove the toxins in the body." Ren Ye said this with tears in his eyes and a sad expression: "Brother Li Yan has been very kind to me, and he has been an orphan since he was a child... He has no relatives and no one to take care of him. I dare to ask the witch master to give me the blood of the Heavenly Sovereign to save him."

When Wu Yuanjun heard this, he was stunned. His eyes widened, as if asking, "Are you... going to draw my ancestor's blood to save your brother?"

Little spy, is it that my big mouth is no longer enough, or are you too arrogant?