Star Trace Gate

Chapter 780: The final hurdle, accompanied by Feng Rende

Criminal Village.

Ren Ye originally didn't want to have too much contact with other blood drawers at the beginning stage. The reason was very simple. The outer area of ​​the Xingshan Emperor's Tomb was a fourth-grade secret realm, and he was currently only at the peak of the third grade. He was at a disadvantage when competing with a group of geniuses. In addition, he had Little Bit, the "mascot", with him, so he was naturally under a lot of pressure.

As the old saying goes, you should not have bad intentions, but you must be on guard against others. Under the rules of the Emperor's Tomb where the conditions for killing are very clear, the best thing to do is "don't talk to strangers."

But he didn't expect that he would be recognized by the strange middle-aged man in front of him as soon as he entered Xing Village.

Being forced into this situation, the only option is to make more money...

Ren Ye looked at the strange man and hooked his palm: "Hand over the Xingyuan and explain your purpose."

"Brother, please don't misunderstand me, I really mean no harm." The middle-aged man was dressed in ordinary cloth, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and a very honest look.

He stood in front of Ren Ye, sweating anxiously: "Are you also stuck on the bronze coffin riddle?"

"What's wrong?" Ren didn't give a direct answer.

"To be honest, I'm also stuck at this step. I've been thinking about it for a day since I entered the secret realm, but I really have no clue." The upright middle-aged man raised his hand and took out a piece of yellow paper: "I recognize all the words on it... but after putting them together, I really don't understand their meaning. Can you try to help me solve it? If you can solve it, I can really give you 300,000 star sources."

Ren Ye was speechless when he heard this: "Brother, if you can't solve the riddle, you won't have a coffin to live in at night, and without a coffin you will die! So your life is worth 300,000 star sources?"

"We are all people of the world, heroes and chivalrous men. Please help me? Just consider it as a good deed, okay?" The middle-aged man bowed with both hands in a very humble posture, and even revealed a pleading expression.

"I haven't even solved mine yet, can you really trust me?"

"How about you and I exchange puzzles? Maybe if we change people or think in a different way, it can be a win-win situation." The middle-aged man offered his suggestion.

"bring it on."

Ren thought about it for a moment, then handed over his puzzle. Then he took the middle-aged man's puzzle and looked down at it.

[One dot and one long horizontal stroke, one stroke floating across the wall, the upper ten against the lower ten, the moon against the sun. ]

He looked at the yellow paper carefully in the dim light from the sky, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself: "Isn't this a free question? It's so simple! Brother, if you can't even guess this question, then why do you want to enter the Emperor's Tomb and embarrass yourself?"

Damn it, comparing this problem to my own is like comparing elementary school addition and subtraction to calculus...

Next to him, a middle-aged man with an upright face took just a quick glance at Ren Ye's question and suddenly felt his brain churning.

He slowly raised his head, stole a glance at Ren Ye, and smiled awkwardly: "Your question...is not easy to solve."

Do I need you to tell me?!

Ren didn't want to waste time, so he just raised his hand and said, "Three hundred thousand, pay the money."

"Can you solve it?!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"I can't say I'm 100% sure, I can only say I'm 99% sure."

"Wow!"

The middle-aged man didn't waste any words. He just raised his hand and waved it, and summoned three hundred thousand star sources on the ground.

The Little Bad King was not polite. He raised his hand to collect the Xingyuan and said simply, "Your question is a classic Chinese character splitting method - one dot and one long horizontal stroke, and a stroke that floats over the wall. This is the radical of the Chinese character Guang. The upper ten and the lower ten are the upper and lower parts of the left part of the Chinese character Chao. The sun and the moon are the sun and the moon of the Chinese character Chao. Put them together and you get the complicated Chinese character Miao. Go ask the local people where there is a temple or something like that. Your bronze coffin should be nearby."

"Oh, by the way, the word 'temple' in Jiuli is also written like this, right?" he asked again.

"Yes, yes, it's right, it's all right!" The middle-aged man was so excited that he suddenly raised his heavy hand, slapped his forehead, and shouted: "Such a simple question, why the hell can't I figure it out?! Yes, it's a temple! Brother, thank you, thank you, it's getting late, I'll go look for a temple now."

At this point, he looked at Ren Ye with a little sympathy and said politely: "Brother, if you can live to tomorrow, we can talk again."

"Whoosh!"

This upright-looking middle-aged man hurriedly uttered these words and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Ren Ye stood in front of the door of the haunted house. It took him less than thirty breaths to earn three hundred thousand star sources. This seemed to be a very cool thing, but in reality... it was not far from death.

He hasn't solved his own problem yet!

On the seventh day, my close friend returned to the soul and cried. There is one more person at the door tonight.

What the hell does this mean?

Time passed by minute by minute, Ren Ye stood in front of the door, forcing himself to put aside his impatience and thinking with full concentration.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually fades away in the sky and the night is about to fall...

[It is about to get dark, blood drawers need to enter the coffin to avoid the red tide...! ]

That familiar reminder from heaven rang coldly in the ears of every genius.

But this perfectly normal reminder from heaven made Ren suddenly open his eyes and look back with great excitement.

He looked back at the road he had come from, as if trying to find the familiar headless figure!

"Ming...I understand, everything is right!"

The Little Bad King stood there in a daze, muttering to himself while quickly recalling his just-made speculation in his mind.

Next to him, the clever kid also said something very filial: "Liger, Liger, it's getting late, why don't you keep thinking about it? I'm going to go back to my coffin and sleep first...!"

Although he was only a five or six-year-old child, it was not difficult for him to understand such a simple rule of heaven. After nightfall, the red tide came, and if you didn't sleep in the coffin, you would die... So, he was also reminding the lion and tiger that it was better for one person to die than two people to die...

"Damn it, you are so filial! Do you believe that I will rob your coffin and let you sleep outside tonight?" Ren Ye went up and slapped him: "Don't make noise, there is still a little time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up at the sky, focused his divine sense, and called out decisively: "Bingjie. Headless Man, I want to use my blood to exchange for the Emperor's blessing! Show up quickly!"

"boom!"

As soon as the thought came to mind, an invincible aura surged and suddenly rose in Xing Village, and gradually condensed into a human figure.

The headless Old Liu brother came over with a very aggressive demeanor and asked arrogantly, "Blood Guide, how much blood guide are you prepared to exchange for the chance of the Great Emperor's blessing?"

Ren also looked at him: "Before changing, can I ask you two questions?"

The Beheaded Man's brother was radiant with energy and said in a cold voice, "You can only ask questions related to the current mission."

"Okay." Ren Ye nodded immediately: "How many blood guides are there in this secret realm?!"

The headless man paused for a moment and said, "No one has died yet. There are still ninety-nine."

"Okay, let me ask you again." Ren Ye stared at him intently and asked word by word: "How many people are there in this secret realm?"

This question seemed contradictory, but it made the headless man hesitate: "One hundred people!"

"call……!"

After hearing this answer, Ren Ye let out a long sigh of relief, because he was certain that his guess was correct.

"It's almost night, so may I ask, Headless Man, don't you want to sleep?!" Ren Ye asked again.

The headless man stood there blankly, as if his CPU had burned out for a moment: "The Blood Guider hibernates at night, so I naturally need to sleep."

"Where are we going to sleep?"

"In the bronze coffin, of course."

"I don't believe it. Take out the coffin and let me see it." Ren Ye's voice was trembling when he said this.

The headless man stood there stupidly, as if he sensed the flow of time, and raised his hand and said: "No one here can question me...!"

"brush!"

He raised his hand and a bronze coffin appeared in front of him: "I don't know why you don't believe it, but this question is indeed related to the mission, which makes me feel very conflicted for a while...!"

At this moment, Ren Ye suddenly took a step forward, and relying on his powerful physical strength, he instantly lifted up the heavy bronze coffin: "What a contradiction you are! Go find a place to sleep by yourself...!"

"Whoosh!"

Angry curses resounded as Ren Ye dragged the coffin with one hand and carried it on his shoulder; with the other hand he pulled the little guy, his body turned into a shadow and flew straight towards the ancestral hall.

In the twilight, the headless man came back to his senses from his "daze", his hair disheveled in the wind, and he slowly bent forward, as if looking at the empty ground: "Your coffin, my coffin, whose coffin?!"

"Ah, shameless thief, you really make me feel conflicted!!"

[Congratulations, you are the last Blood Guider who has solved the Copper Coffin Riddle, and you have completed the double test of "The Emperor's Fate is Connected", and you have received an additional reward of three Great Emperor Blood Guides. When you stole the coffin, you really looked like a dirty person who stabbed someone in the back...! ]

The reminder from heaven rang in his ears. Ren Ye brought Xiao Bitian back to the Xing Family Ancestral Hall, placed his coffin side by side with Xiao Bitian's, and immediately lay down in it.

After he entered the coffin, he was completely relieved and murmured shamelessly: "Brother, you are just doing it on the surface, but if we have to choose between the two, then it will be you who will die!"

On the seventh day, my close friend returned to the soul and cried. There is one more person at the door tonight.

This question is full of confusion, and people will unconsciously try to solve the problem according to the previous method of splitting characters. It is easy to fall into the wrong thinking, but once you turn your brain around, your thinking will instantly become clear.

The best friend must be referring to himself, and there were only 99 geniuses coming in from outside, but there were a hundred people in the secret realm inside the sect.

So who is the extra one?

This is obviously a jet fighter who died from shitting. He was enlightened by the Heavenly Dao and the Great Emperor, and his body possesses the Dao rhyme of the Great Emperor. He does not need to hide from the red tide at all. Then, he has a coffin, which must be prepared for himself.

Smart. I am so damn smart. Even with a player who drinks Nana every day, I can still be the C.

Oh, yes, there is one more detail.

When I asked just now how many people were in the secret realm, the headless man answered that there were exactly one hundred people.

You know, I'm asking about people, not ghosts, let alone evil things like corpses... So that means the Beheaded Brothers are living people by default under the rules of Heaven and the Great Emperor...

Is this a hint that he is not really dead?

But why would the Emperor and the Heavenly Dao choose a person who can't even poop to be the gatekeeper?

Is this so reasonable?

The Little Bad King lay in the coffin, and fell into a deep sleep with his thoughts churning and his heart full of questions.

……

Nothing happened that night, and it was 9:00 p.m. the next day.

Ren Ye brought the little one, eating some dry food, and came to the Xing family ancestral hall early in the morning, where he met the patriarch of the Xing family.

After a brief exchange between the two sides, Ren also heard the announcement of Tiandao's mission.

[The Emperor and the Fate Master have accepted the task of helping the Xing family find the "Lost Fortune and Luck".]

[Mission requirements: Within 30 days, you must find the "Emperor's Blessing Monument" that symbolizes the Xing family's fortune and deliver it to the Xing family's patriarch.]