Star Trace Gate

Late at night, a cool breeze blows on your face.

Weng Sanren followed the poisoned wine pot and finally walked out of the dungeon. To be honest, he really wanted to stay there, but it was not because the steamed bread in the prison was tastier, but because it was very safe.

Only by being safe can you live longer, and the longer you live, the more you will outlast everyone else.

But unfortunately, when people live in this world, they are always influenced by various external forces and many things are beyond their control.

He has to do something this round to achieve his goal.

The two of them walked towards the secret room under the cover of night.

After a long silence, Poison Wine Pot stopped first, turned his head and looked at him and asked, "After two rounds of work, you have already seen half of the ending. Do you still plan to stay single? It's very dangerous to have no stance."

Weng Sanren was stunned for a moment: "Then what do you think my position is?"

"I have said everything I should say when we were capturing Niu Xi and digging the tunnel. You should think about it carefully." The Poison Wine Pot did not express his attitude. He just said something very vaguely and continued to move forward.

"I'm left with a vacant job. I'm completely in the dark and don't know anything. I need to wait and see and be cautious." Weng Sanren muttered to himself as he followed behind, but didn't ask any more questions.

……

There was no words to say that night.

The next day, at dawn, the end of the Chen hour.

After a night's rest, the six gentlemen got out of bed and gathered in the main hall of the secret room.

Ren also walked out of the bedroom and saw Weng Sanren pulling the fat dragon to have a private chat, so he smiled and teased: "Hey, congratulations brother Sanren, you have successfully walked out of the cell and are preparing for the next perfect entry."

"Thank you for your kind words, brother. I really want to stay in the cell for a few more days, but unfortunately... the Witch Master cannot do without my wisdom." Weng Sanren could connect with any words.

Ren was too lazy to pay attention to him and directly sent a message to him in secret: "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Yes." Weng Sanren replied decisively.

Ren also glanced around and said softly, "I'm going to the kitchen."

After saying that, he walked out of the secret room.

Weng Sanren glanced at Big Fat Dragon and said in a kind manner: "Brother Fat Dragon, please wait a moment. I also have something to confirm with the team leader. Don't worry, I will come back and talk to you later..."

"I'm not in a hurry at all, just go away." The fat dragon replied politely.

"...Hehe." Weng Sanren laughed awkwardly and took a step forward to chase after him.

In fact, he was the first one to get up today, and he pulled everyone aside to have a private chat, mainly asking what happened in the second round of missions, so when he openly chased Ren Ye, no one thought too much.

Outside.

Weng Sanren caught up with Ren Ye and said softly, "You broke your promise."

"What do you mean?" Ren Ye asked back.

"You said you would come to the dungeon every day and tell me what happened outside...but you didn't even come to greet me when I was released from prison." Weng Sanren was a little dissatisfied.

Ren also glanced at him and said, "I am stealing pottery figurines in the spiritual tunnel, and you are eating steamed bread in the cell. We are at different levels, how can we communicate?"

"Then tell me what happened in the past two days?" Weng Sanren asked bluntly.

"You broke your promise too." Ren Ye suddenly replied.

"What do you think of this?"

"Where is the surprise you promised to give me?" Ren Ye asked, tilting his head.

"You talk first, and the surprise will come naturally when the time comes." Weng Sanren replied slickly.

Ren also paused for a moment, and then chatted with him while walking.

……

About a quarter of an hour later, Weng Sanren returned to the secret room and continued to chat with others.

Although everyone was annoyed by this coward, they could not resist his nagging and could only perfunctorily recount the events of the past two days.

Up to now, this cowardly and extravagant Weng Sanren is actually the most difficult to see clearly.

His attitude was always ambiguous, and he interacted with the least, even completely disappearing in the second round. Therefore, no one could figure out which side he was on and which faction he belonged to.

Inside the villa.

As Ren Ye walked towards the kitchen, he was forced to observe the surrounding scene.

The reason why it was said to be forced was because today the Bulao Villa was filled with a cold and murderous atmosphere.

Today, the number of patrolling soldiers was at least five or six times that of the previous few days, with almost one sentry every ten steps and one sentry every three steps. In addition, many tall wooden sentries were erected on the main passages in the mountain, with firewood piled on top for the purpose of sending messages.

Looking from the villa towards the surroundings of Bulao Mountain, there were camps everywhere, and in each camp, there was a beacon tower, accompanied by the dull sound of drums and the muffled sound of horses trampling the ground.

At the foot of the mountain and on all the official roads, one could see flags fluttering and lines of soldiers marching quickly, in an orderly and neat manner.

Is this the first level of combat readiness?

Ren Ye was a little confused, so he followed the bluestone path and walked into the kitchen.

After entering, he chose a seat near the window and sat down, drinking tea while waiting for his meal.

Not far away, a group of generals gathered together, eating and chatting in low voices.

"Leave at 9:00 pm. I'm going to the Vanguard Camp to make a notification and thoroughly check the amount of food and grass." A general in white armor said softly, "You guys go to Funan County and inspect the deployment of the three guards."

"Old You, do you know... when the army will start?" another general asked with a smile.

"It is said that tomorrow morning, the Four Guards' Vanguard Battalion will meet the Tianlong Tribe at Guanlu Mountain in Funan County." The white-armored general said softly, "The imperial court is pressing forward step by step, and the witch master has made up his mind. A war is inevitable."

"Alas." Someone frowned and sighed, "After defeating the invading enemy of Daqian, I thought I could live a peaceful life for a few years. Who would have thought... that my southern Xinjiang would have to fight a civil war again, with swords and guns everywhere, and compatriots killing each other. When will this... end?"

Everyone was silent after hearing this.

The white-armored general suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Hey, man, bring me a pot of good wine."

"You still have work to do soon, so you should stop drinking," someone advised.

"After drinking today, I don't know if I can drink again tomorrow..." The white-armored general waved his hand and said boldly: "After drinking this pot, I will kill three enemies in a row tomorrow and not stop until I die!"

Not far away, Ren was listening to the conversation between several people, feeling sad.

It seems that after everyone brought back the terracotta figurines yesterday, the witch master's plan was over. He has made up his mind and is ready to start a battle with the imperial court tomorrow at Guanlu Mountain in Funan.

Once the army is launched, it will be considered a rebellion, and the White Python Tribe will have no way out.

But besides sighing, Ren Ye also felt curious.

What roles will these six people play in this confrontation between thousands of troops?

……

After breakfast, Ren returned to the secret room to rest, waiting for the evening to come.

There was nothing to do the whole day until the evening when someone came to the secret room and said to Ren Ye alone: ​​"Sir, the witch master wants to see you."

"it is good."

After Ren Ye responded, he immediately stood up and left with the other party.

The five people in the room looked at each other, their expressions helpless.

"Maybe he got promoted again." Weng Sanren said sourly, "It seems the witch master is too lazy to meet us."

"...!"

Everyone was speechless.

Outside, Ren had just walked less than thirty steps away when he saw the butler standing at the bluestone intersection, waving at him anxiously.

"Master, did the witch master ask me to do a new job?" Ren Ye walked over and asked.

"That's right." The butler nodded slightly, and pulled out six brocade bags from his sleeves very neatly, and instructed very solemnly: "There are two missions in total, and the six of you must act separately. Three people for each mission, the specific details are in the brocade bags."

"Okay." Ren Ye took it solemnly.

"Snapped!"

The butler suddenly grabbed Ren Ye's wrist. The expression on his face was not as smooth as before, and he said in a very sincere voice: "For this mission, the witch master only asked me to hand over the treasure bag to you, and you will appoint the other five people to act. This is an important task entrusted to an orphan. I hope you can understand the trust my master has in you. The war is about to start, you must complete the mission and put an end to the witch master's worries."

"I will repay the witch master's kindness with my own death." Ren Ye immediately responded by clasping his fists, and in his heart he thanked his leader father.

[Congratulations, you are the person that the witch master trusts the most at the moment, so you will take on the last task on behalf of the Six Gentlemen. And there will be no bidding this round, but you will be assigned specific tasks. ]

After hearing Xingmen's reminder, Ren Ye thought to himself, "Damn, a man with 94 trust points is indeed the witch master's closest lackey."

At the same time, the Six Gentlemen also heard the next Star Gate reminder.

[Since Master Buddha has the highest trust value, he will be the one to assign the errands this round. ]

[Congratulations to the six gentlemen. Through your unremitting efforts, you have finally successfully activated the last chapter of the Bulao Mountain Secret Realm - "Looking North". ]

[Special reminder 1: The errands in the red kit are of the highest difficulty, and the errands in the green kit are of the difficult difficulty. The errands in the two kits are completely different, but the final secret realm reward is related to the difficulty of the errand. The more difficult the errand, the higher the reward.]

[Special reminder 2: If someone dies in this round, or the trust value is less than 30 points, the final hidden plot cannot be activated, and the final hidden reward cannot be obtained. ]

After everyone heard this, no one spoke and they all fell into deep thought.

outdoor.

The butler looked at Ren Ye and said word by word, "My master has specifically told you to keep a close eye on Gui Toudao. If he behaves abnormally, you can handle it on your own."

"I obey your command." Ren also clasped his fists.

"Go ahead. I still have to go to the family compound to prepare."

"it is good."

After the two of them talked, they left.

……

Soon, in the secret room.

The six gentlemen looked at the six brocade bags on the table, and their dirty thoughts started to become active again.

There are six tips, three red and three green, representing two different levels of difficulty.

Ren Ye held his chin up and thought, he had already made a judgment in his mind.

First of all, he must take the red sachet himself, because Star Gate has clearly reminded him that the higher the difficulty, the better the reward, so it is impossible for him to be humble.

Moreover, the later the game progresses, the harder it is to accumulate trust value. Only by obtaining the red treasure bag can you have a better chance of obtaining a higher trust value, thereby activating the witch master's "absolute trust" state.

In other words, he must occupy a red treasure bag spot, and there are also the Hundred Flower Fairy and...

"Captain, how do you think we should divide the tasks?" Poison Wine Pot asked proactively.

Ren Ye came back to his senses, looked up at Gui Toudao and asked, "What job do you want to do?"

"Are you testing me again, sir?" Gui Tou Dao replied without hesitation, "How can I have the right to choose? Naturally, I will do whatever you tell me to do."

That’s the attitude of a biological son... There’s nothing wrong with his answer.

At this moment, the fat dragon suddenly sent a message to Ren Ye: "I know your rules very well. Give me a red one... and the rest is self-explanatory."

What Ren Ye was struggling with was not who should take the most difficult one, but who should take the least difficult one.

First of all, Guitoudao must take the easiest one to continue to block his possibility of rising. But if this person leaves his sight, he may do something tricky, so someone must keep an eye on him.

Then you can no longer take the red one that you have taken, the most trustworthy Fairy of Flowers.

Let her get the green one, along with the ghost-head knife.

Moreover, Ren was also prepared to let go in this round and get the last key item that he had not found.

After thinking it over, he first sent a message to the Fat Dragon: "Okay, you take the red one."

At this moment, Weng Sanren, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and clasped his fists: "Team leader... you know my character... a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Hehe, I want to take the green one."

As soon as these words came out, Poison Wine Pot immediately looked at him deeply and said nothing.

Ren also pondered for a while and said, "Okay. Weng Sanren, take the Ghost Head Knife, and Baihuaxian takes the green brocade bag. I, Big Fat Dragon, take the red poison wine pot."

Everyone was silent.

"Who is in favor and who is against?" Ren Ye stood up and asked.

The five of them looked at each other, all showing a perfunctory attitude as if they were meeting a deputy section-level cadre, and replied lazily: "Yes, we will follow the orders of the team leader."

After the tasks were assigned, the six people opened the treasure bag.

《Green Mission: After half past midnight, follow the housekeeper's instructions and escort the witch master's family away according to the plan.》

After seeing this task, Ren Ye was neither surprised nor happy, he just glanced at Gui Tou Dao indifferently.

"Red Mission: At the beginning of the hour of Hai, I rushed to the main hall of the Bulao Villa and waited for General Feng's instructions. 】

The fat dragon took one look at the errand and whispered, "Don't we have to leave?"

"Who knows?" The Poison Wine Pot rolled his eyes.

"Okay, it's getting late, everyone should prepare according to the content of the task." Ren also called out.

Soon, the six people separated. One group went to the family compound to report to the housekeeper; the other group rushed to the main hall to wait for General Feng's orders.

Before leaving, Ren had communicated with Baihuaxian and said only one sentence: "Remember my words, don't take the lead in the process, don't show up, just do your own thing well."

……

When rushing to the main hall of the Bulao Villa, the Poison Wine Pot looked up and said to Ren Ye: "I have a severe stomachache. I need to go to the toilet."

"A lazy donkey will poop a lot when it's on the millstone." Ren Ye gave him a lecture and said, "Poop faster."

"Okay." Poison Wine Pot left after hearing that.

Ren Ye and Big Fat Dragon found General Feng in the side hall, but saw that there were four rows of soldiers and armor, with sixty to seventy people, and various bows, crossbows, hidden weapons, and magical weapons with rather obscene functions were placed on the ground...

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and Ren Ye asked, "General Feng, when are we leaving?"

General Feng glanced at him and replied calmly, "When did you say we needed to set off? Your mission today... is in this hall."