Star Trace Gate

Room 1804, in the living room.

On a large altar table, various yin gods were enshrined. The small red light was shining faintly, just enough to illuminate half of Ren Ye and the old lady's face.

The room was dim and filled with a peculiar smell of decay that only old people have. It was hard to describe, but it was real.

The old lady glanced at Ren Ye indifferently, turned around and walked to the bedroom door, bent down and sat on a small stool.

Her eyes were cloudy, and with her wrinkled hands, she picked up a bamboo pole and brightly colored paper and slowly made a small paper man: "What are the patrol officers doing here?"

"Auntie Wang, I want to buy some sacrificial items, such as burning paper, ghost clothes, candles, etc. Anyway, things that can be used on the seventh day." Ren Ye looked at her and replied with gritted teeth.

"Then buy the A package for the first seven days." Aunt Wang didn't even raise her eyelids, just listed them one by one: "The A package has everything, a strong man, a strong woman, a luxury car, a famous watch, a mansion and servants... If you burn the whole package, you will be the best in the underworld."

Holy shit, this thing also has a set meal? Hearing this makes me want to burn a set for Comrade Daguo.

"Okay, I'll take three." Ren Ye thought for a moment and replied softly, "Auntie, how much?"

"150 gold coins per set. If you want three sets, you can get a 99% discount."

"Take the young master?!"

Ren asked in disbelief.

"Ah."

Aunt Wang lowered her head and made a paper figurine. She sneered, "It's hard for an outsider to chant. The ghosts in this building only recognize things made by an old lady like me. They won't dare to accept anything else you burn."

Aren't you an old lady who is forcing a monopoly? I have worked so hard to get to where I am today, and after several life and death experiences, the gold coins I have saved are not enough to buy a set.

Ren also complained in his heart, and asked again: "Then can I use Xingyuan?"

"One hundred thousand per set." The old lady replied.

"Auntie, I'm on patrol!!!" Ren also emphasized.

"Someone has died in the family, so you still have to spend money to buy goods." The old lady replied slowly: "You want to save money on doing things for the dead? Young man, you are not a good person...!"

Ren Ye was speechless for a moment and could only ask in a different way: "Then... can it be cheaper? I don't have so many gold coins and star sources."

As soon as she said this, the old lady looked up from the faint red light, slowly raised her arm, pointed at the seven or eight sets of A meal at the door and said, "Then help me deliver the goods. Many people in this building have died, and they dare not tell others. After the goods are delivered, I will give you three sets of the first seven meal for free, and give you twenty gold coins."

Then there is no choice!

Ren Ye immediately bent down and nodded: "Okay, Auntie, I'll help you run it right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and ran to the door, opened the carton of Set A and took a look. He saw that there was a clear address on it, so he just had to deliver it.

Soon, he put a large number of meal packages into his consciousness and left Room 1804.

Inside, the old lady sat under the dim light, staring at the red face of the paper doll with her cloudy eyes and said, "I have been dealing with the underworld for my entire life, and today it is finally my turn... to make a doll for myself... Oh, it hurts, it hurts...!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her old cheek seemed to melt in half instantly, and blood and flesh flowed out, covering the entire face of the paper mannequin.

……

Tiangong Building, between the fourth and fifth floors, a floor that disappears in the eyes of ordinary people.

Fat Tan and Yin Hu, wearing white suits, followed the intellectual woman out of the elevator, only to see a scene that looked like a painting from heaven.

This space of several thousand square meters looks vast and luxurious. On the white jade ground under your feet, there is a dense and flowing "fairy mist". Just a slight sniff will make you feel relaxed and clear-headed. Not far away, among the green rockery, there are pavilions, terraces, bridges and flowing water.

On the second floor of the hall, in the many classical pavilions, there were several young girls wearing cool gauze skirts, playing the piano with their slender fingers, and the sound of heaven lingering in their ears.

When Fatty Tan saw the scene, he couldn't help but whisper to Yin Hu, "This is really modeled after the Heavenly Palace. It's no wonder that such an extravagant justice organization was beaten by the Chaos Camp without any chance to fight back. Damn it, they were so focused on making the floors disappear, how could they not lose?"

"The migrating human race is not worth a hair of my thick soil." Yin Hu replied with contempt.

“Didn’t Houtu Zoo teach you not to make random slurs on other regions?” Fat Tan felt insulted.

"Ah."

Yinhu sneered and ignored him.

As the two were talking, they followed the woman into an antique tea room.

"Wait a moment, I'll go call Officer Pan."

The intellectual woman said this indifferently, turned around and left.

Not long after, a sound of light footsteps was heard outside the teahouse, and then Fat Tan saw a graceful figure approaching.

The jade feet fell to the ground, the fairy mist slowly blew away, and the graceful figure in a green corset dress stepped in and stood in front of Tan Pang and Yin Hu.

She looked to be in her thirties, with a round oval face, small and delicate features, a rosy little mouth, and her hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, revealing a forehead as delicate as a baby's. She looked bright and beautiful, really like a fairy from heaven.

She is Pan Lianrong, who has only existed in everyone’s clue cards. This is her first appearance.

Fat Tan looked at Pan Lianrong and became a little infatuated for a moment.

In his imagination, this woman should be very capable and resolute, and she should be quite old, at least nearly 40 years old. Her dress and behavior should give people a very smooth or oppressive feeling.

After all, she is a woman who has been promoted very quickly and is often away from home. If you imagine it a little, she should be the kind of person who can hold back her menstruation in order to work overtime.

But when I saw it today, it was completely different from what I had imagined.

Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very "cute". That's right, the first word that came to Tan Pang's mind was not "still charming" or "a glamorous young woman", but "cute like a girl".

Her skin is fair and translucent, her eyes are round and big, and they are glowing with light blue. Although her pretty face has some mature woman's charm, it still reveals a sense of cuteness.

Tan Pang is not from the Blue Planet, so he can't find anyone to compare himself to. But if Ren was here, he might first think of the Hong Kong star Xue K-qi or a female star like Jin S.

However, Pan Lianrong is obviously more perfect and more attractive than them. She is a third-grade supernatural being with a special temperament. You can't tell at all that she is already a mother of two children.

"Haha, here you come."

Pan Lianrong smiled and said to Yinhu and Tan Pang in a familiar manner, "We have distinguished guests coming today. You will follow me for a while. Please talk less and watch and listen more. When I need you, I will give you instructions. Do you understand?"

"I understand, sister." Fat Tan replied with a burning feeling in his heart.

"......!" Yin Hu looked at Pan Lianrong and said in a muffled voice, "Everything is up to Sister's orders."

"it is good."

Pan Lianrong spoke softly, "When no one is around, you can do whatever you want, but when outsiders are around, you have to call me the chief officer."

"Okay, sister." Fat Tan nodded obediently.

"Tap!"

While the three were talking, the very intellectual woman hurried in and said, "Master, Li Changfeng and the others have entered the elevator and will be here soon."

Pan Lianrong nodded slightly and said, "Follow me to entertain the guests."

"it is good."

The two nodded and left with her.

Fatty Tan looked at Pan Lianrong's back and sent a message to Yin Hu in disbelief, "He has a wife like this at home, but he wants to imprison a smelly female captive in a secret room... What do you think is going on in Song Mingzhe's little head?!"

"Who knows?" Yinhu shook his head.

About five minutes later, at the elevator door, Pan Lianrong led more than forty women dressed in cool ancient dresses and more than twenty handsome young men in white suits, standing in four neat rows, waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive.

"Ding dong!"

After a moment, the elevator door slowly opened, and a group of strange-looking people with magical powers walked in.

There were probably more than twenty of them, each of them exuding a powerful aura fluctuation, and every move they made had a very sharp temperament.

Some of these people were wearing modern clothes, while others were wearing ancient robes, robes of nobles, etc. In short, there were all kinds of styles.

The leader was a young man in his thirties. He wore a scholar's shirt, cloth boots, and had his hair standing up in a bun. He looked like an ancient teacher.

Next to her was a woman in her forties, dressed in modern clothes, all designer brands, but she was too plump, had short hair, and her facial features were a little saggy, with thick makeup on her cheeks, making her look like an ordinary steel wool lady.

The young man in the Confucian robe was named Li Changfeng, the older sister next to him was named Xu Ke, and the people behind them were all military officers from the Tianhuo Department.

The justice organization in the migration area is composed of various forces in the order camp, and these forces, big and small, are as numerous as the hairs on a cow and as vast as the stars.

The Order faction that is in charge of Fulai County and three nearby major cities is called Jiangzuofu.

As the name suggests, this Artisan Organization was first founded by a supreme God-forbidden strongman, who led a group of players above level 5, and all of them were of the artisan heritage.

Since the craftsmen possessed powerful abilities in refining magical weapons, this organization grew rapidly and became the dominant force of the Order faction in the three cities.

After the war between Order and Chaos broke out, the Craftsman's Mansion joined the Justice Organization, commanded the three cities, and "fully" fought against the invasion of Chaos.

But realistically speaking, the organization's conquest of the chaotic land is not ideal, and it is currently losing ground and in a precarious situation.

Li Changfeng is a third-rank quartermaster in the Tianhuo Department under the Craftsmen's Mansion, but his roots are in the headquarters. He once worked as a servant of a sixth-rank strong man, so he thrives in the Tianhuo Department.

The eldest sister Xu Ke standing next to him was the original wife of the former chief official of Fulai County. Later, her husband was transferred to the headquarters, but she stayed in the county. Although she did not have a formal official position, no one dared to look down on her.

The power of the Craftsmanship Bureau was founded by the craftsmen, so the Tiangong Department had the highest status in the entire organizational structure. Pan Lianrong's current position was the chief officer of the Baoyuan Bureau of the Tiangong Branch of Fulai County.

This Baoyuan Bureau was responsible for managing the Ministry of Industry's valuable materials, including all kinds of newly refined magical weapons, talismans, and various attack and killing equipment, etc. So it stands to reason that Pan Lianrong's status should also be very high.

But this kind of superiority is only for outsiders. She still has to lower her head in front of Xu Ke and Li Changfeng.

Because her promotion was so fast, it must have been due to her status as Song Mingzhe's wife, but more importantly, her own connections. Xu Ke was the one who introduced her to Master Li Changfeng, so in a sense, they were from the same faction, and Pan Lianrong came later.

Therefore, Li Changfeng and Xu Ke can be considered her predecessors.

Today, Li Changfeng secretly came to this disappeared floor in order to obtain a batch of valuable materials worth 40 million star sources and distribute them to the military officers behind him, and it was urgent.

"Commander Li, welcome." Pan Lianrong stepped forward to greet him politely.

"Thank you, Commander Pan." Li Changfeng nodded slightly at her.

"Welcome everyone to the Heavenly Palace!!!"

More than forty young and beautiful women, along with more than twenty handsome young men in white suits, all knelt on the ground and saluted, burying their faces deeply in the fairy mist on the ground, as humble as dust.

"Everyone, get up."

Li Changfeng said this lightly and walked into the house.

"Lord Li has a reward!"

Behind him, a powerful person carrying a large gourd on his back called out some scattered star sources directly from his consciousness space, and raised them towards everyone's heads as if he was sending away a beggar.

As they walked, scattered starlight fell all over the ground, and the group walked through the fairy mist and headed straight for the jade-like buildings inside.

In front, Pan Lianrong personally led the way, and the rough-natured military officer next to him said without question: "Commander Pan, no matter what, we must take away a new batch of magical weapons today, especially the thunder talismans, and we must hand them in in full quantity."

"I'll try my best, I'll try my best...!" Pan Lianrong responded with a smile.

Next to her, Xu Ke, with her big butt sticking out, ran up in high heels, grabbed Pan Lianrong's arm, and said with a grin, "Hey, there are aliens here?!"

"Huh?" Pan Lianrong was stunned.

Xu Ke turned around with a heavy heart, pointed at Yin Hu and said, "Hey, little tiger, a new species?"

"Oh, I'm a new member of the song and dance troupe." Pan Lianrong replied with a smile.

"Little white-haired tiger, hehe...!" Xu Ke looked Yin Hu up and down and revealed a mysterious smile.

……

inside the building.

Ren Ye has delivered goods to six companies in a row and encountered some minor troubles each time.

Every time he sent them, he would encounter evil ghosts, but the difficulty of subduing them was not as high as that of his wife at home. These ghosts were very afraid of the power of the Human Emperor Sword, so he passed several levels relatively easily.

In a dark stairwell, Ren Ye called out the last set of Package A and took a look at the address.

The address on the box was written: "Tiangong Building, room 3999, order this meal, go to the outdoor square on the first floor to cook it for you."

Ren Ye was a little upset when he saw this, and murmured in confusion: "Fuck, I've heard of picking up and delivering on behalf of others, but I've never heard of burning paper on behalf of others. What kind of trick is this? You buy offerings for the first seven days of the lunar calendar for your family, and you still want to find someone to burn them on your behalf? You are an unfilial descendant, and your heart is not sincere!"

"Room 3999..."

He looked at the box and muttered, "Is this a metaphor...?!"