Star Trace Gate

At the entrance of Changsheng Temple.

Ren also walked around the black car and didn't find anything unusual. The body, tires, and paint were all very clean, and there were no obvious markings on the exterior.

He curiously pulled the car door with his hand, but still couldn't open it.

[You found a black car that represents status and authority. It occasionally stops in an unnoticed place in the Taoist temple, and no one dares to approach.]

A voice came into his ears, and Ren Ye murmured thoughtfully: "What does this mean? Are you here to pick up Lu Wentian's wife for a meeting?"

Not far away, Fatty Tan urged, "Brother, are you in the used car business? Do you want me to hold a product seminar for you?"

"coming."

Ren didn't find anything unusual, so he could only greet the two and said, "Let's go down the mountain first."

After that, the three of them left the Taoist temple while chatting.

……

The "pick-up" address given by Lu Wentian was at the edge of Fulai County. The three of them had no car or horse, and they also had to avoid the bald law enforcement team in the county, so it took them half an hour to get there.

In the afternoon, the three of them stood outside a small courtyard with a closed gate and talked in low voices.

"Is this the place?!" Yin Hu looked at the courtyard and whispered, "There is a bloody smell here."

"You can't see what's going on in the yard." Fatty Tan said cautiously, as steady as an old dog: "Master said that we need to take back the magic weapon and deal with the people. I'm afraid a bloody battle is inevitable."

Yin Hu looked at him, "You keep calling me Master, so affectionately? What's wrong? Did Master's Wife talk to you alone?"

"Dirty!" Fatty Tan frowned and scolded, "It's already this hour, and you're still talking about some irrelevant truths?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Ren Ye waved his hand and said, "I can't see the situation in the hospital clearly, and I don't know how many people are delivering the goods. Should we distribute the tasks...!"

"What else do you want to assign to an A+ combat mission?" Yin Hu slowly stood up and said with a sharp look, "It will be done in a matter of seconds."

"No, brother, let's study the tactics. Can you be more professional?" Fat Tan shouted in a low voice.

Yinhu ignored him completely, just walked to the door and slowly raised his arm.

"Fuck, I've already told you, his brain is different from ours." Fatty Tan stood up speechlessly and called out, "Sandbag, let's go...!"

"Boom bang bang."

Before he could finish his words, Brother Hu raised his arm and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

There was a response from inside the courtyard.

"We came down from the Taoist temple. The master asked us to come and get something." Yin Hu replied.

When he replied, Ren Ye and Tan Pang had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard. The latter criticized them as the team leader: "We are all high-IQ players, and we should do things in an orderly manner. You don't even know how many people are in the courtyard, but you just knock on the door. This will seem very reckless...!"

"How many people can be needed for an A+ mission?" Yin Hu glanced at him and said, "Don't...!"

"Squeak!"

As the three were whispering, the gate was pulled open from the inside, and a young man in a black robe looked at them sharply.

"Sent by Lu Wentian?" asked the young man in long robe.

"Correct."

Yinhu nodded.

"Come in." The young man in the robe made way and replied expressionlessly.

The three of them looked at each other, walked into the courtyard together, and saw with their own eyes that the other party slowly pushed the door closed.

"follow me."

The young man in the robe greeted him and turned away.

"The atmosphere here is so chaotic." Fat Tan looked around cautiously.

"It's okay, trust Brother Hu's judgment." Ren Ye sent a voice message to comfort him.

Fatty Tan glanced at him and said, "Trust his judgment? Do you still want that foot? Do you want to be Dugu Can?"

Soon, the three followed the young man in the robe into the backyard, and when they saw the situation around them, they were all dumbfounded.

Question: "How many people can be on an A+ combat mission?"

Answer: "There are more than 40 people who are fucking!!"

The entire backyard was almost filled with people. All of them were masters of different ages, all emitting powerful third-grade aura fluctuations, and all of them stared at Ren Ye and the others with gloomy and cautious eyes.

There was a long table in the middle of the backyard, and a middle-aged man was sitting alone. He crossed his legs and said with a gloomy look, "I brought what Lu Wentian wanted. Did you bring what I wanted?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than forty third-grade masters of magical powers gathered around and stood behind the middle-aged man.

Fat Tan lowered his head, almost buried it in his crotch, and said to Brother Hu, "Fuck you, answer me! I'm asking you, did you bring it?"

Ren Ye stood beside Brother Hu, squinting his eyes, his whole body aura was restrained and his body was extremely relaxed.

A cool breeze blew by, and fallen leaves flew around in the yard.

Yin Hu looked at the middle-aged man and said in a steady voice, "Show me what you have."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then he raised his hand and two more magic weapons appeared on the table.

He pointed to a porcelain bottle and a small black flying knife and said, "Chaos Gu, Puppet Slaying Knife."

Upon hearing this, Brother Hu did not respond. He just stepped forward and reached out to pick up the two magic weapons.

"Tuk tuk...!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and looked at the table, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you understand the rules? Where is what I want?"

"Do you understand the rules? I'm the buyer and I have to inspect the goods first." Brother Hu looked at the other party coldly.

The man and the tiger looked at each other for a moment, and then the middle-aged man withdrew his hand and just looked at him indifferently.

"brush!"

Brother Hu reached out and picked up the two magic weapons, and used his perception to check them.

[You found the mission magic item - Chaos Poison. ]

[You found the magic item for the mission - the Puppet-Slaying Knife.]

[Three players, give these two items to Lu Wentian to trigger the subsequent tasks. ]

When Yinhu heard the reminder from Xingmen, he felt relieved.

The middle-aged man looked at him impatiently and said, "It's your turn."

"Oh."

Yinhu came to his senses and suddenly raised his right arm.

"Ong!"

A majestic giant sword, emitting a dark black light, suddenly appeared in Brother Hu's hand.

"Woooo...!"

In an instant, the surroundings were gusting with wind. He shouldered the huge sword, stared at the middle-aged man and said, "Do you want the back of the sword or the blade?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, one could hear a pin drop.

The middle-aged man was stunned for about two seconds, then he stood up suddenly and said in disbelief: "Damn it, what do you want to do?!"

"Shua...!"

The forty or so people around them suddenly displayed magical powers and surrounded the three of them in the yard.

"Dare to slander the Plunderer Alliance?! I think that damn Lu Wentian doesn't want his broken Taoist temple anymore!"

"Wow!"

The middle-aged man suddenly overturned the table and shouted, "Chop these three into pulp! Get someone to go into the Taoist temple!"

“Boom, boom, boom…!”

As soon as the words were spoken, the aura of the surrounding stars suddenly became violent, and more than forty people collectively exuded a magical aura.

Fatty Tan stood there speechlessly, raised his hand and cursed: "Even if you have a stick, you are still a tiger! There is no technical content in this...!"

"Ong!"

Ren Ye waved his hand gently, and an ancient long sword surged out and flew horizontally in front of him.

He said softly, "I know, everything is right. He lost his foot, it was definitely not an accident...!"

"Crash!"

The dead leaves in the yard flew up into the sky, and more than forty masters rushed towards the three people in an instant.

For a moment, the sky in the courtyard was filled with rainbows, and houses collapsed, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.

……

Three minutes later, everything returned to calm and all the buildings in the courtyard collapsed.

A strong smell of blood floated and spread in the air.

Soon, the gate creaked open and blood flowed out like a small river.

Brother Hu, his white fur all over his body stained with blood, walked out with a big knife in his hand.

At the back, Ren Ye was holding the Human Emperor Sword that had concealed all the rays of light and was wiping his cheek continuously.

"Too reckless, a completely brainless operation..." Fatty Tan cursed, grabbing the scraps of meat on his head and following behind: "The white tiger from the grassland is indeed barbaric."

"saliva."

Brother Tiger turned his head and spit out an eyeball from his mouth: "Why waste so much time talking?! Just go up and stab him, kill him and run away, who can react?!"

"brush……!"

A cool breeze blew between the three people and into the courtyard, where they saw broken limbs and floating corpses everywhere.

There were more than forty third-grade masters with supernatural powers, and Brother Hu killed more than twenty of them by himself, and he was very fierce.

Looking around, none of the third-grade warriors in the courtyard could withstand a blow from him.

Although Tan Pang is a chatterbox, his fighting ability should not be underestimated. He kept a relaxed posture throughout the battle, his attacks were very sharp, and he mostly used spells to fight the enemy, just like a wise spell player.

Although the three had never fought side by side before, they cooperated well throughout the whole process, and there was a sense of perfect match like the tip of a needle touching the hole of a needle. It was very suitable for them to do some illegal activities together in the migration area.

After dealing with the people and obtaining the magic weapon, the three of them quickly left the courtyard and returned to the Taoist temple to report.

However, as soon as they left this area, the scenery of the entire courtyard changed drastically: the corpses gradually disappeared, the furnishings gradually fell apart, the bloodstains dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally soaked the ground in blood.

It seems like several years have passed here, leaving only countless details, which implies that a bloody incident once took place here and it is a crime scene.

……

More than half an hour later, the three returned to the Taoist temple and came to the door, but they did not see the black car.

All the way to the gate of the Taoist temple, the three of them heard the reminder of the Star Gate.

[You three have successfully retrieved two magic weapons, and you can trigger the last scene of the Changsheng Temple mission at any time.]

[Difficulty level: SSS+.]

[Time limit: You must leave the Taoist temple before 17:30. ]

[Star Gate Message: You are all spittoons and chamber pots, hahahahaha...! ]

When Fatty Tan heard this, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Damn God, why are you still scolding people?"

"I think this is a hint," Ren Ye replied calmly.

Yin Hu turned his head and looked at him: "Tell me about it."

"Aren't you very reckless? Just rush in and do it." Ren Ye replied with a squint.

Yin Hu immediately waved his hands and replied very honestly: "SSS+... Don't be reckless, you will die!"

"Haha." Ren also smiled and said softly: "What are spittoons and chamber pots?! They are dirty things. After using them, you have to...!"