Xuan Yi disappeared.

The news was passed on to Wei Yuan by Zhou Yi.

Before this, Wei Yuan had already received an encrypted video file on his phone.

The view was slightly shaking.

It was a nearby convenience market.

People were coming and going, and Zhang Yue, who had already undergone a change in appearance, was squatting on the ground, talking to the air, sometimes smiling, sometimes sighing, people were coming and going around him, hurrying footsteps, frowning or whispering, but they always ignored Zhang Yue.

The view shook slightly, seemingly disturbed, emitting a rustling sound.

This scene was full of eerie feelings.

Zhang Yue stood up and blended into the crowd without any abnormality.

In the video, when Zhang Yue turned around, a expressionless old man was seen, and then it suddenly went black, ending there.

Wei Yuan let out a breath, there was no doubt that Zhang Yue had a problem, and it was a big problem.

He recognized the last face, it was the old man who had once tried to sell him seasoning. Did this mean that the old man was not targeting Zhang Yue at first, but him?

If he had contacted the old man at the time, he might have become the one who was demonized now.

But it was also possible that lying tiger waist badge had acted on the spot, but with his previous self, facing such a strange evil person, his fate would be no different from Xuan Yi's and he would be directly knocked down, not knowing life or death.

Xuan Yi was an acquaintance, and they had dealt with each other a few times, barely enough to call each other friends.

Plus, Xuan Yi went to monitor Zhang Yue because he thought Zhang Yue had a problem and reported it to the special action group, so Wei Yuan could not sit idly by this matter and took the initiative to contact Zhou Yi to inquire about Zhang Yue's current situation.

"He's preparing to live stream."

Zhou Yi's voice was a little tired, but still organized, "It was supposed to be at this time, but a live stream viewer said they had a suburban villa that they could give to Zhang Yue to live stream, and they would slaughter a sheep on the spot and make lamb to eat. Judging from the time, they should have already gone."

Wei Yuan remained silent and nodded.

Then he picked up his sword, hung it on his back, and brushed his right hand over the lying tiger waist badge, revealing the feathers that had been swallowed by it before.

This was the legacy of the Jin Yu bird, his demon body devoured by the Tiger Lord, the powerful demon power, as well as the resentment and grudges gathered in the human face sore, forming a magic weapon, the resentment was overwhelming, and ordinary people who used it would inevitably turn into irrational demons, deprived of reason by hatred and resentment. At that time, he had cut open the human face sore and was swallowed by lying tiger waist badge.

After being suppressed for several days, he could partially pry out the demon power with the lying tiger decision and lying tiger waist badge.

He wore the broken sword and the powerful modified firearm on his body, and various talismans were on the side of his waistband.

Wei Yuan said concisely, "You must find a way to stop his live stream."

"Where is the villa located?"

……………………

Xuan Yi was injected with a tranquilizer and his consciousness slowly became blurred.

With his profound orthodox Taoism, even when facing the ghost king who opened the ghost domain, he would not be so passive, but it seemed that he was sealed by this sheepskin, and he couldn't use any of it. Xuan Yi's heart was cold, knowing that he had encountered a truly powerful evil cultivator.

The art of creating livestock was originally a cult technique of the lower-class human traffickers, but it was unexpected that there were old monsters who could play with this kind of evil technique.

Xuan Yi quickly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was already in a mountain villa.

It was in the suburbs, not far from the city.Looking into the distance, one could see the magnificent mountain scenery, while looking back, there was a modern metropolis bustling with traffic. Xuan Yi's hands and feet were tied up with coarse rope and thrown to the ground, causing him pain. Zhang Yue picked up a child and pointed to the sheep path, saying, "Xiao Yu, look, this is what we're going to eat today."

"This sturdy sheep is hard to come by, so let's have it prepared in twelve different ways, braised, stir-fried, hand-pulled, boiled, etc...."

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes widened as she looked at the big sheep, but with a look of fear in her eyes.

Zhang Yue didn't notice and kept talking while swallowing saliva, his pupils turning red as he stared at the sturdy sheep. In the end, he regretfully said, "It's a pity that the old man doesn't have lamb meat, otherwise hand-pulled lamb meat would be delicious."

Lamb meat? Xuan Yi was shocked and then furious.

As a practitioner of the art of animal creation, he was physically strong and could not be turned into a small lamb. To become a lamb, he would have to find a child. The Daoist almost bit through his teeth as he struggled fiercely, but the specially treated rope was too strong, and he couldn't break free. Exhausted and drugged, he collapsed to the ground, feeling cold and angry.

Zhang Yue used the villa he had obtained earlier and opened the door, moving all the prepared materials inside.

The owner of the villa did not come today, so he generously lent him the key.

He decided to show off later.

Zhang Yue took out a bottle of seasoning from his pocket and put it on the table, starting the live broadcast. At first, it was the usual warm-up, and he glanced at the live broadcast room. Perhaps because of the previous bet on eating a whole sheep, the popularity of the live broadcast room was high, but many familiar names did not appear.

Zhang Yue was a little disappointed, but when he saw that the popularity of the live broadcast room was higher than before, and the big boss generously gave him several generous tips, he didn't care. He skillfully controlled the live broadcast room and connected with several viewers who had applied to go live.

Under the middle screen in the live broadcast room, there was a row of small screens showing the viewers who were connected with him.

At first, he ate something else to keep the popularity of the live broadcast room up.

Then he slaughtered the sheep on the spot.

Zhang Yue took out a large pot of braised pork that he had prepared and sprinkled some seasoning on it. Then he added a little more to the big sheep he had in mind.

.................

Xuan Yi closed his eyes and waited for death.

He heard the noisy sound coming from the live broadcast inside, feeling angry but powerless.

But he soon heard the soft footsteps.

Xuan Yi opened his eyes and saw a little girl with a pale face and dark eyes.

Zhang Xiaoyu squatted down and looked at the sturdy sheep, her eyes filled with fear as she said, "You, you're not a sheep..."

Xuan Yi's eyes widened, forgetting that an ordinary little girl couldn't possibly see through this art. He nodded vigorously as he struggled violently. Zhang Xiaoyu leaned forward and used her pale hands to untie the thick rope, but it was tied tightly, and she didn't have much strength. She had to use a lot of effort to untie the rope, leaving several red marks on her hands.

She bowed deeply to Xuan Yi and whispered, "I'm sorry, my dad probably didn't know you weren't a sheep."

"Run now, run fast."Xuan Yi regained some strength, but he refused to leave. Neither the disciples of the Daoist sect nor the special operations team could leave the child alone. Xuan Yi was now in the form of a sheep and could only bite the little girl's sleeve and pull her down. Chapter Xiaoyu was pulled two steps and reached out to hug the sheep's neck, comforting her:

"Don't worry, Dad won't hurt me..."

"Quick, run."

...............

Zhang Yue was not satisfied with the last bite of braised pork. He felt like he couldn't eat enough and there was a fire burning in his stomach. Zhang Yue looked at the unprecedented interaction and rewards in the live broadcast room, and with an unstoppable smile, he said:

"Thank you for your rewards. So, the pre-dinner warm-up ends here."

"Now it's time for our main event, a whole sheep! For today, I specifically learned how to handle a whole sheep. Please bear with me if I don't do it well."

The live broadcast room was once again flooded with comments.

"Hurry up and kill the sheep and eat the meat. If it's good, there will be rewards!"

"Wow, you're amazing, host! Hahaha, I can't wait!"

"I've been thinking about this whole sheep feast all day! It's been a long time since I've seen one!"

Zhang Yue held the live broadcasting instrument, adjusted the position, and prepared to catch the sheep. While introducing how rare and unprecedented this was and stirring up the popularity of the live broadcast room, he walked forward. When he appeared in the camera, there was only a rough hemp rope and an empty ground.

Zhang Yue's face froze along with the boiling popularity of the live broadcast room.

The sheep was gone.

He was filled with anger but saw his daughter standing beside him with her head down and not speaking. He opened his mouth to explain but felt powerless when he saw her. He turned his head and dryly laughed, "This...there was a small problem, the sheep, the sheep is gone..."

The once lively live broadcast room fell silent and became frighteningly quiet.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, a sentence slowly flashed out -

"The sheep is right next to you, isn't it?"

Next to him?!

Zhang Yue was stunned. There was only his daughter next to him, but before he could explain, the live broadcast room suddenly boiled over with comments:

"Yes, isn't that the best lamb meat?!"

"A rare lamb meat!"

"Two-horned sheep! Two-horned sheep!"

Zhang Yue's forehead was sweating, and he occasionally glanced at his daughter. He saw her black eyes turn into sheep's eyes and her pale little face grow white fluff. Wasn't that his daughter? Wasn't that a rare lamb meat?！

Zhang Yue slapped himself hard, causing blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth. He forcibly woke himself up from the illusion and explained with difficulty:

"That's not a sheep..."

A viewer who was connected to him on the line couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly, "I've given so many rewards, and I just want to see you kill a sheep. Are you dragging your feet because you think the rewards aren't enough? Here, let me give you a heart reward!"

He then pulled out a fruit knife from the table, lifted his shirt, and stabbed and cut the left side. Blood spurted out, but he remained calm and reached in with his hand, finally pulling out a large heart that was beating rapidly. He threw it onto the table and said:

"Is that enough?!"Zhang Yue's scalp tingled with fear.

Yet, the live broadcast room was filled with cheers.

Another audience member connected to the live broadcast was a delicate girl around seventeen or eighteen years old, her face flushed as she exclaimed:

"I'll also reward you with a good set of intestines!"

She used a knife to cut her abdomen, and with a strong pull, a string of red intestines flowed out directly.

The girl didn't have the same resilience as the previous man, and she collapsed onto the computer desk, motionless.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room seemed to become even crazier, with text messages and rewards flying across the screen. Rewards of all kinds were given, including hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys. The whole room's atmosphere became somewhat distorted and hideous. Zhang Yue's consciousness gradually blurred, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

He stiffly turned his head to look at the little lamb with tear-streaked face.

Only the last few words in the live broadcast room were repeated continuously.

Slaughter the lamb.

Slaughter the lamb!

Slaughter the lamb!!!

"Slaughter... the lamb..."

....................

"How is it?"

"The live broadcast room has been disconnected, and the public has been told that the host is unwell and couldn't connect to the broadcast."

Zhou Yi held a ladies' cigarette in her hand.

On the computer screen was Zhang Yue's live broadcast room.

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However, now there was only darkness, with a large virtual character bowing and apologizing, saying that the host was unwell. Even so, there were still audience members with live broadcast rewards titles persistently waiting.

The official intervention was extraordinary.

Today.

No one could enter Zhang Yue's live broadcast room.

PS: Thank you for the generous rewards, and thank you all~