Xuanyi is missing.
The message was passed to Wei Yuan by Zhou Yi.
Before that, Wei Yuan's mobile phone had received the encrypted video file.
The view was shaking slightly.
It was a nearby convenience market.
People were coming and going. Zhang Yue, whose appearance had changed, squatted on the ground and talked to the air, sometimes smiling, sometimes sighing. People were coming and going around him, walking hurriedly, frowning, or talking in a low voice, but they always ignored Zhang Yue.
The view was shaking slightly, as if it was disturbed, and a rustling sound was emitted.
This scene was full of a chilling and weird feeling.
Zhang Yue stood up and blended into the crowd without any abnormality.
When Zhang Yue turned around, the video saw an expressionless old man, and then suddenly went black and ended.
Wei Yuan exhaled. There was no doubt that Zhang Yue had a problem, and it was a big problem.
He recognized the last face, the old man who had sold him condiments. Does this mean that the old man was targeting him instead of Zhang Yue?
If he had contacted the old man, it might be Wei Yuan who had turned into a demon now.
However, it is also possible that the crouching tiger waist card would jump up on the spot, but with his current situation, facing such a strange and evil person, his fate would be basically the same as Xuan Yi, and he would be knocked down directly, and his life or death would be unknown.
Xuan Yi was someone he knew, and they had dealt with each other several times, so they could barely be called friends.
In addition, the reason why Xuan Yi was targeting Zhang Yue was because he felt that Zhang Yue had problems and reported it to the special operations team. Therefore, Wei Yuan could not sit idly by and take the initiative to contact Zhou Yi to inquire about Zhang Yue's current situation.
"He is preparing for the live broadcast."
Zhou Yi's voice was a little tired, but still organized: "It was originally at this time, but a live broadcast viewer said that he had a suburban villa and could give it to Zhang Yue for live broadcast. Then he would kill sheep on the spot and cook mutton. Judging from the time, they should have gone there now."
Wei Yuan nodded silently.
Then he picked up the sword, put it behind his back, and brushed his right hand over the Crouching Tiger Waist Plate, and the feathers swallowed by the Crouching Tiger Waist Plate emerged.
This is the remnant of the Jinyu Bird. It is his demon body swallowed by the Tiger King, the huge demon power, and the magic weapon formed by the unwillingness and resentment gathered in the human face sore. The resentment in it is so strong that ordinary people will inevitably turn into irrational demons and be deprived of reason by hatred and resentment. He cut open the human face sore at that time and was swallowed by the Crouching Tiger Waist Plate.
After suppressing it for several days, you can rely on the Crouching Tiger Jue and the Crouching Tiger Waist Plate to partially pry open the demon power.
He put on the broken sword and high-powered modified firearms, and various talismans were on the side of his belt.
Wei Yuan said concisely:
"You must find a way to get rid of his live broadcast."
"Where is the address of the villa?"
......
Xuan Yi was given an anesthetic injection, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
He was a righteous Xuanzong, and he would not be so passive even when facing the ghost king who opened the ghost domain, but he seemed to be sealed by this sheepskin, and he could not use it at all. Xuan Yi felt cold in his heart, knowing that he had encountered a truly powerful evil practitioner.
The art of animal creation was originally just an evil art of the lower-class human traffickers, but he did not expect that there would be an old monster who could play this evil art.
Xuan Yi quickly lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he had arrived at a villa in the mountains.
It was in the suburbs, not far from the city.
Looking into the distance, you can see the scenery of mountains with overlapping peaks, and looking back, you can see the modern city with busy traffic. The scenery is very charming. Xuanyi's hands and feet were tied with thick hemp ropes and thrown on the ground. It hurt a lot. Zhang Yue picked up a child and pointed at the sheep and said:
"Xiaoyu, look, this is what we are going to eat today."
"Such a strong sheep is not easy to see. Let's eat this mutton in twelve ways, braised, stir-fried, hand-caught, boiled..."
Zhang Xiaoyu opened his eyes wide and looked at the big sheep, but there was a look of fear in his eyes.
Zhang Yue didn't notice it. He just swallowed his saliva while talking, his pupils were red, and he stared at the strong big sheep. Finally, he said regretfully: "It's a pity that the old man doesn't have lamb meat now, otherwise hand-caught lamb meat would be delicious."
Lamb meat?
Xuanyi was slightly startled, and then he was furious.
The art of animal creation, he was physically strong, naturally he could not be turned into a small lamb, if he wanted to be that lamb, he could only find a child, the Taoist almost bit his steel teeth, the pure and empty state of mind that he had cultivated since childhood could hardly be maintained, he struggled violently, but the twisted hemp rope seemed to have been specially treated, he could not struggle at all, exhausted, coupled with the effect of anesthetics, he had to fall to the ground, his heart cold and angry.
Zhang Yue used the villa key he had obtained before, opened the door, and moved all the prepared materials in.
The owner of the villa did not come today, very generous, and directly lent him the key.
He decided to show it well in a while.
Zhang Yue reached out, took out a bottle of seasoning from his arms, put it on the table, and started the live broadcast. At the beginning, it was the usual warm-up. He glanced at the live broadcast room. It might be because of the previous bet of eating a sheep, the live broadcast room was very popular, but there were also many familiar names that did not appear.
Zhang Yue felt a little regretful, but seeing that the popularity of the live broadcast room was higher than before, and the big boss generously rewarded several ruthless people, he didn't care. He manipulated the live broadcast room very skillfully and contacted several viewers who applied for live broadcast connection.
Below the screen in the middle of the live broadcast room, there was a row of small pictures, which showed the viewers who were connected with him.
At first, he ate something else to keep the popularity of the live broadcast room.
Then he killed the sheep on the spot.
Zhang Yue took out a large pot of braised pork and sprinkled some seasoning into it.
After thinking about the big sheep, he added a little more.
......
Xuan Yi closed his eyes and waited for death.
Hearing the noisy sound of the live broadcast inside, he was angry but helpless.
But he soon heard soft footsteps.
Xuan Yi opened his eyes and saw a little girl with a pale face and dark eyes.
Zhang Xiaoyu squatted down, looked at the sturdy sheep, and said with fear in her eyes:
"You, you are not a sheep..."
Xuan Yi's eyes widened, not caring how this ordinary little girl could possibly see this magic, and nodded with violent struggle. Zhang Xiaoyu came forward and tried to untie the thick hemp rope with her pale hands. The hemp rope was tied very tightly, and Zhang Xiaoyu was not very strong. It took a lot of effort to untie the rope. Xuan Yi's body swayed and almost fell down.
Zhang Xiaoyu's palms were strangled by the rope, leaving several red and thick marks.
She bowed deeply to Xuanyi and whispered:
"I'm sorry, my father probably doesn't know that you are not a sheep."
"Run now, run."
Xuanyi recovered a little strength, but he was unwilling to leave. Neither the Taoist disciples nor the special operations team could let this child stay here alone. Xuanyi was now in the body of a sheep, so he could only bite the little girl's sleeve and pull her down. Zhang Xiaoyu was dragged two steps, reached out and hugged the sheep's neck, and comforted:
"Don't worry, Dad won't hurt me..."
"Hurry, run."
......
Zhang Yue ate the last big spoonful of braised pork with reluctance.
I don't know if it was because of the little bit of seasoning added at the end.
He felt that he still couldn't eat enough, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his stomach.
Zhang Yue looked at the unprecedented interaction and rewards in the live broadcast room, and a surge of blood rushed to his forehead. He couldn't stop laughing and said:
"Thank you for your rewards, so today's pre-meal warm-up is here."
"Next is our turn for the highlight, a whole sheep! For today, I also specially learned how to handle the whole sheep. Please bear with me if I don't do it well."
The live broadcast room was refreshed quickly again.
'Hurry up, I can't bear it anymore. '
'Hurry up and kill the sheep and eat the meat. There will be rewards for doing well! '
'Host, you are awesome! Hahaha, I can't wait! '
'What I want in my heart is this whole sheep banquet today! I haven't seen it for a long time! '
Zhang Yue held the live broadcast equipment, adjusted his position, and prepared to catch the sheep.
While introducing how rare and unprecedented this was, he mobilized the popularity of the live broadcast room, and walked forward. When he entered the camera, he saw only the untied thick hemp rope and the empty space.
Zhang Yue's face and the boiling popularity in the live broadcast room froze.
The sheep was gone.
He was angry, but he saw his daughter who was bowing her head and not talking. He opened his mouth, feeling helpless, turned his head, and explained with a dry smile: "This... There is a little problem, the sheep, the sheep is gone..."
The live broadcast room was contrary to the previous lively and lively.
It was so quiet that it was scary.
I don't know how long it took before a sentence slowly flashed out-
"The sheep, isn't it next to you?"
Next to? !
Zhang Yue was stunned. There was only his daughter beside him. But before he could explain, the live broadcast room suddenly became lively, and words were madly flashed:
"Yes, isn't that the best mutton?!"
"Rare lamb!"
"Two-horned sheep! Two-horned sheep!"
Zhang Yue's forehead was covered with big drops of cold sweat. He occasionally looked at his daughter and saw that the big black eyes had turned into sheep's eyes and that her pale face had grown white fluff. That wasn't his daughter. Wasn't that a rare good lamb? !
Zhang Yue raised his hand and slapped himself hard, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
He woke up from the illusion, and then explained with difficulty:
"That's not a sheep..."
An audience connected to him slammed the table and said loudly: "Grandpa, I gave you so much reward just to see you kill a sheep. You are so hesitant. Do you think the reward is not enough? Come on, come on, grandpa will give you another heart!"
After saying that, he took out the fruit knife on the table, opened his clothes, and stabbed and cut to the left with the knife. Blood spurted out, but he didn't change his face. He stretched out his hand and dug inside. Finally, he took out a big heart, which was still beating. He threw it on the table and said:
"Is it enough!"
Zhang Yue was so scared that his scalp was numb.
There were bursts of applause in the live broadcast room.
Another live broadcast audience was a pretty girl of about 17 or 18 years old, her face flushed, and she shouted:
"Then I will give you a good liver and intestines!"
She also cut her abdomen with a knife, and pulled hard, and the string of red intestines flowed out directly.
The girl did not have the tenacity of the man before, and she fell directly on the computer desk and did not move.
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room seemed to be even crazier, with words and rewards being written one by one. There were really rewards for everything, including the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. The atmosphere in the whole room became a little distorted and hideous. Zhang Yue's consciousness gradually blurred, and his breathing became heavier.
He turned his head stiffly and looked at the little lamb with tears on its face.
The only thing left in the live broadcast room was the last words that kept repeating.
Kill the sheep.
Kill the sheep!
Kill the sheep!!!
"Kill, sheep..."
......
"How is it?"
"The live broadcast room has been cut off. They said that the host was not in good health and could not access the live broadcast."
Zhou Yi held a cigarette in her hand.
In front of the computer screen is Zhang Yue's live broadcast room.
But now there is only a black screen, and a big virtual character is bowing and apologizing, saying that the host is not in good health, but even so, there are still viewers with live broadcast room reward titles waiting persistently.
The official action has an extraordinary effect.
Today.
No one can enter Zhang Yue's live broadcast room.