Star Trace Gate

There are still ten minutes left in the countdown, which is undoubtedly a long and torturous time for someone who is waiting for something strange to happen.

In the guest room, the lights were dim. Huang Wei leaned on the TV cabinet. He did not leave in a hurry, nor did he take the initiative to talk to Ren Ye. He only smoked quietly.

"...What are you going to do later?" Finally, Ren couldn't help but ask.

"Report your situation, and then go home and play games for a while." Huang Wei replied calmly.

Ren Ye abandoned the fear and distracting thoughts in his heart and tried his best to divert his attention, so he asked as if he had nothing to say: "Aren't you married?"

"separated."

"why?"

"My wife and I are both passionate people. After ten years of marriage, we discovered a terrible fact." Huang Wei's cheeks were hidden in the smoke, and he didn't seem to mind that the other party mentioned his pain points: "We both discovered that after ten years of marriage, At the end of the marriage, all that was left was sex and no love. This fact was hard to accept, so we divorced...with a tacit understanding."

"Oh, reasonable." Ren Ye asked again: "Then you don't have children?"

"I didn't want it at first, but then I wanted it but didn't love it anymore."

"Then you and your wife are both literary and youthful in character. Haven't we already said that in the end, marriage is just family love? Why are you so serious about it?"

"Well, you can choose to live that way, or in other words, most people will choose to live that way...!"

The two of them were in the dark room, chatting only about household matters and not even mentioning anything about the Star Mark Gate.

Lao Huang's career and relationship have not been going well in the past few years, so he doesn't usually talk much in the workplace, but he still chatted with Ren Ye for nearly ten minutes.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Lao Huang put out his cigarette butt and waved his hand to Ren Ye calmly: "Let's go. I wish you all the best."

"Take the letter on the table. If I can't get out...just give it to my dad." Ren also reminded him while sitting on the bed.

Lao Huang picked up the "suicide note" written by Ren Ye on the small table and walked towards the door.

"call!"

The weirdness was about to come, Ren Ye's mouth went dry, he closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

After Lao Huang walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and threw the suicide note on the small refrigerator: "I don't think this is applicable. You should tell your father your strong love in person."

"...!" Ren was also startled.

Lao Huang looked back at him: "The rules and some details about the Star Gate are all in the note I gave you. I can't help you with the rest. However, you are an awesome person. Border and prison are both You can adapt to any place, so what about an unknown world? Just treat it like an arrest mission and keep a calm mind."

Ren Ye, whose nerves were tense, felt somewhat confident after hearing this.

"gone."

Lao Huang opened the door and left.

Indoors, Ren also sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly calmed down.

Yes, Lao Huang is right. When he was engaged in anti-fraud at the border, he was buried alive, put in a dog cage, and put into a water prison. What kind of dangers did he not encounter? When he was in the detention center, the death pit reserved for death row prisoners was only two bodies away from him...

So what if it’s weird? What about the unknown world? You’re here, how nervous are you still?

His heart gradually calmed down, and his eyes were no longer closed. Soon, the cold voice sounded in Ren Ye's ears again.

The last ten seconds.

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"seven!"

"...!"

Ren Ye's heart was beating loudly. He saw with his own eyes that a little starlight appeared above the double bed and spread rapidly.

But this time, Ren did not dodge. Instead, he stared directly at the starlight and saw it slowly spread out and turned into a twisted and irregular "star gate".

The center of the star gate is dark and deep, as if it leads to an endless abyss.

The edge of the star gate shines brightly, like a river of stars flowing.

"It's...so beautiful."

"one!"

"Whoosh!"

The countdown ended, and the feeling of dizziness came over me.

Suddenly, Ren Ye's body was sucked into the star gate, and the room returned to calm.

In the two-story building opposite, the girl named Niannian suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the colleague next to her and said, "The source of the star is fluctuating, the Seven-Gun God of War... is gone."

In the corridor, Huang Wei suddenly stopped, but soon moved forward again: "Buddha bless you, don't let me attend the memorial service again...!"

……

The first-order star gate world—Daqian Dynasty, Prince Huai’s Mansion.

Cold, shaking...

The boundless darkness dissipated, a ray of hot sunlight shone on his eyes, and Ren Ye woke up faintly.

Opening his sore eyes, Ren Ye glanced around habitually.

The spacious sleeping hall is filled with sandalwood, carved square tables, wooden chairs, and paper lattice windows. Sunlight shines in, and the morning light floats.

This is obviously an ancient bedroom, and Ren Ye himself is lying on a luxurious bed.

Did you enter the ancient Chinese star gate? Fortunately, the sense of immersion is quite strong.

Ren also stood up while holding on to the bed, and then realized that the sportswear he was originally wearing had turned into a set of red robes. The satin material looked smooth and soft, and he thought it was worth a lot of money.

After getting out of bed, Ren Ye's eyes were full of caution and curiosity. He walked around the house slowly, looking east and west.

On the desk on the left are pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and a bronze mirror stands next to it.

Ren Ye walked over, glanced at the bronze mirror accidentally, and stayed where he was for an instant.

In the mirror, his face was changing visibly to the naked eye. His facial features and face shape were developing in a direction that was very unfamiliar to him, as if someone was pinching his face with plasticine. It looked very strange.

Ren Ye's hair stood on end and he was so frightened that he took two steps back.

In just these two steps, his appearance has been finalized and he has transformed into an ordinary young man.

What the hell!

Where is my face that is comparable to Daniel Wu?

Immediately afterwards, a tingling sensation came over the brain, and a strange memory emerged, as if the voice of heaven was reciting...

"I was born into a wealthy family,

Taking a concubine at the age of fourteen,

At the age of fifteen, he married his first wife due to marriage.

Nowadays, I have lost count of how many women I have...

My family's wealth is inexhaustible. Before the age of sixteen, I had never had any troubles or heard any unpleasant words.

My family’s fortune was built by my grandfather.

My grandfather had countless children in his life, but he preferred his uncle and my father.

When he was alive, the family was divided in half, half for the uncle and half for my father.

In past memories, my uncle was a kind man and he doted on me when I was little. He liked to call me Xiaodouzi. Whenever I had a conflict with his heir, he always stood by me...

Heaven loves me so much, I am alone.

That's how I was born.

My father is extremely talented, proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, bow riding, riding and shooting. In contrast, I only drank and had fun, lying on the belly of the dancer, and bragging about my skills in bed.

I know that my qualifications are mediocre and I will never be able to catch up to my father's height in my life. Then I don't need to work hard and just make no mistakes to inherit the family business he prepared for me.

When I was sixteen years old, my grandfather passed away...

My father and uncle had a lot of unpleasantness due to family property issues.

Even, I had to live in my uncle's house for a while, but he was still very kind to me, giving me money and women...

However, from then on, he never seemed to smile at me, and he never called me Xiaodouzi again.

I don’t know how my father negotiated with his uncle in the end. In short, after the family property was divided, we still lived in Qingliang Mansion, and my father could still manage half of the family property.

This result is quite good. I am really afraid that my father and uncle will fall out. After all, we are all one family. It doesn't matter whether we take more or less of the family property, since we can't spend it all anyway.

Not long after the family property was divided, my father left, taking many people with him because our family had a conflict with another big family. The uncle said that only he could solve this problem.

Before leaving, I remember my father telling me that I am old and you have to grow up too...

I understood what he meant, and I also began to try to manage the family's industry, but compared with those beautiful singers, these jobs were too boring and boring. I didn't understand it and couldn't do it.

When he was eighteen years old, it took his father more than a year to finally resolve the conflict between the two families, but in the end he was injured and died on the way back to Qingliang Mansion.

Not long after, my mother also died suddenly at home due to illness.

In just one night, I seemed to have lost everything.

The former servants no longer respected me, and even started to point fingers behind my back. My father's former capable men either died of "illness", or slowly distanced themselves from me, and even began to bully me. Forcing me...

They all began to get close to their uncle, obeyed his advice, and knelt on the ground as humble as a dog.

I was very angry and tried to regain control of the situation, but I found that I had wasted too much time and had no ability to resist.

But if you think about it, this is also a good thing.

Because after my father died, my uncle once met me, and I saw murderous intent in his eyes...

But maybe it's because I'm incompetent and useless that his murderous intention didn't turn into actual actions.

I survived and am still in this home with no end in sight.

It's just that I have become a caged bird that can be watched and played with...

In fact, for every meal I eat, I should thank my uncle and my father’s subordinates, and still remember a little bit of old friendship.

Oh, by the way, my father once told me that my uncle has been secretly looking for the person who will be destined to die, claiming that this person can change the fate of the family, but he has never found anything...

Ha, it’s ridiculous. Grandpa worked as a beggar and a bandit, and was lonely for half his life, but he still managed to build such a huge family fortune.

How can the rise and fall of a clan be controlled by some bullshit God? I think it's just the ignorant opinion of a cold-blooded old man.

Okay, that’s it.

I am Zhu Zigui,

I am the last prince of the Daqian Dynasty - Prince Huai! ! ! "

After a complete memory emerged, Ren Ye stood in front of the bronze mirror and suddenly opened his eyes: "Fuck, God forgives those who are destined to die? Isn't this horse rider looking for me?!"