Chapter 1 Xuanyi is Missing

　　Xuanyi was missing.

　　The news was delivered to Wei Yuan by Zhou Yi.

　　Before that, Wei Yuan's phone had already received an encrypted video file.

　　The perspective was shaking slightly.

　　It was the nearby convenience market.

　　People were coming and going. Zhang Yue, whose appearance had changed, squatted on the ground, talking to the air, sometimes smiling, sometimes sighing. People around him were hurrying past, some frowning, some talking in low voices, but they all ignored Zhang Yue.

　　The perspective shook slightly, as if being disturbed, emitting a rustling sound.

　　This scene was full of a chilling and eerie feeling.

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

　　When Zhang Yue turned around, the video showed an expressionless old man before suddenly blacking out and ending.

　　Wei Yuan exhaled. There was no doubt that Zhang Yue had a problem, and it was a big one.

　　He recognized the old man's face at the end. It was the same old man who had tried to sell him condiments before. Did this mean that the old man wasn't targeting Zhang Yue from the beginning, but him?

　　If he had interacted with the old man back then, he, Wei Yuan, might be the one turning into a demon.

　　However, it was also possible that the Crouching Tiger Waist Token would have erupted on the spot, but with his strength at the time, facing such a strange and evil cultivator, he would have ended up no differently from Xuanyi, being directly knocked down, his life or death unknown.

　　Xuanyi was someone he knew, and they had interacted a few times. He could barely call him a friend.

　　Moreover, the reason Xuanyi was monitoring Zhang Yue was because he felt that Zhang Yue had a problem and reported it to the Special Operations Group. Therefore, Wei Yuan couldn't just sit idly by, whether out of friendship or reason. He took the initiative to contact Zhou Yi to inquire about Zhang Yue's current situation.

　　"He's preparing for a live broadcast."

　　Zhou Yi's voice was a little tired, but still organized: "It was supposed to be at this time, but a viewer said they had a villa in the suburbs that they could let Zhang Yue use for the live broadcast, and then slaughter a sheep on the spot to make mutton. Judging from the timing, they should have already gone."

　　Wei Yuan nodded in silence.

　　Then he picked up his sword, carried it on his back, and brushed his right hand over the Crouching Tiger Waist Token. The feather that had been swallowed by the token emerged.

　　This was a relic of the Brocade Feather Bird. It was the demon's body that was swallowed by Lord Tiger, a magical artifact formed from the vast demon power, unwillingness, and resentment gathered in the human-faced sore. The resentment was so strong that ordinary people would inevitably turn into irrational demons when using it, their minds stripped away by hatred and resentment. He had dissected the human-faced sore at the time and had it swallowed by the Crouching Tiger Waist Token.

　　After suppressing it for several days, he could partially leverage the demon power within by relying on the Crouching Tiger Fist and the Crouching Tiger Waist Token.

　　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 take down his live broadcast."

　　"Where is the villa address?"

　　……………………

　　Xuanyi was injected with anesthesia, and his consciousness slowly blurred.

　　With his profound Daoist skills of the Xuan Sect, he wouldn't have been so passive even facing a Ghost King who opened a ghost domain, but it seemed like this sheepskin had sealed him, preventing him from using any of his powers. Xuanyi felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he had encountered a truly skilled evil cultivator.

　　The art of creating livestock was originally just an evil technique used by low-level human traffickers. He didn't expect that there would be old monsters who could play this evil technique to such an extent.

　　Xuanyi quickly lost consciousness.

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

　　It was in the suburbs, not far from the city.

　　Looking into the distance, he could see the scenery of overlapping mountains, and looking back, he could see the bustling modern city. The scenery was very charming. Xuanyi's hands and feet were tied with thick hemp ropes and thrown on the ground, causing him to feel a burst of pain. Zhang Yue picked up a child and pointed to the sheep, saying:

　　"Xiaoyu, look, this is what we're going to eat today."

　　"It's not easy to find such a strong sheep. We're going to have this mutton in twelve different ways, braised, stir-fried, hand-pulled, boiled..."

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

　　Zhang Yue didn't notice. He just swallowed hard while talking, his pupils turning red as he stared at the strong sheep. Finally, he said regretfully, "It's a pity that the old man doesn't have lamb right now, otherwise hand-pulled lamb would also be delicious."

　　Lamb?

　　Xuanyi was slightly stunned, and then his heart was filled with anger.

　　The art of creating livestock. He was physically strong, so it was naturally impossible for him to be turned into a small lamb. If they wanted lamb, they could only find a child. The Daoist almost gritted his teeth, and the pure and empty state of mind he had cultivated since childhood almost couldn't be maintained. He struggled violently, but the hemp rope seemed to have been specially treated, and he couldn't break free at all. Exhausted and affected by the anesthetic, he could only collapse on the ground, feeling desolate and angry in his heart.

　　Zhang Yue used the villa key he had obtained earlier to open the door and moved the prepared materials inside.

　　The owner of the villa didn't come today. He was very generous and lent him the key directly.

　　He decided to put on a good show later.

　　Zhang Yue reached out, took out a bottle of seasoning from his pocket, placed 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. Perhaps because of the bet of eating a whole sheep before, the live broadcast room was very popular, but many familiar names were missing.

　　Zhang Yue felt a little regretful, but seeing that the popularity of the live broadcast room was even higher than before, and the big boss was also very generous and directly gave several big rewards, he didn't care. He skillfully operated the live broadcast room and contacted several viewers who applied for a live broadcast connection.

　　Below the middle screen of the live broadcast room was a row of small screens, which were the viewers connected to him.

　　At first, he ate some other things to maintain the popularity of the live broadcast room.

　　Then, he would slaughter the sheep on the spot.

　　Zhang Yue took out a large basin of braised pork that he had prepared and sprinkled some seasoning on it.

　　After thinking about the whole sheep later, he added a little more.

　　……………………

　　Xuanyi closed his eyes and waited for death.

　　Hearing the noisy sounds of the live broadcast inside, he felt angry but helpless.

　　But he soon heard gentle footsteps.

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

　　Zhang Xiaoyu squatted down, looked at the strong sheep, and said with a look of fear in her eyes:

　　"You, you're not a sheep..."

　　Xuanyi's eyes widened. Ignoring how this ordinary little girl could see through the Daoist technique, he nodded vigorously. Zhang Xiaoyu leaned forward and struggled to untie the thick hemp rope with her pale hands. The rope was tied very tightly, and Zhang Xiaoyu was not strong enough, so it took a lot of effort to untie all the ropes. Xuanyi's body swayed, almost falling down.

　　Zhang Xiaoyu's hands were left with several red, thick marks from the rope.

　　She bowed deeply to Xuanyi and whispered:

　　"I'm sorry, my dad probably doesn't know you're not a sheep."

　　"Run away now, run away quickly."

　　Xuanyi regained a little strength, but he refused to leave. Whether it was a disciple of the Daoist sect or the Special Operations Group, they couldn't 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 pulled two steps, reached out and hugged the sheep's neck, comforting him:

　　"Don't worry, Dad won't hurt me..."

　　"Quick, run away."

　　……………………

　　Zhang Yue ate the last spoonful of braised pork with relish.

　　He wondered if it was because of the little bit of seasoning he added at the end.

　　He felt that he still couldn't eat to his heart's content, and there seemed to be a ball of fire 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 head, with an uncontrollable smile:

　　"Thank you for your rewards, so today's pre-dinner warm-up will end here."

　　"Next, it's time for our main event, a whole sheep! I also specially learned how to process a whole sheep for today. If I don't do well, please bear with me."

　　The live broadcast room was once again flooded with fast comments.

　　'Hurry, hurry, hurry, I can't hold back anymore.'

　　'Kill the sheep and eat the meat quickly, and there will be plenty of rewards if you do well!'

　　'You're awesome,主播! Hahaha, I can't wait!' (zhubo = streamer)

　　'I've been thinking about this whole sheep feast for a long time! I haven't seen it for a long time!'

　　Zhang Yue held the live broadcast equipment, adjusted the position, and prepared to catch the sheep.

　　While introducing how rare and unprecedented this was, arousing the popularity of the live broadcast room, he walked forward, but what was reflected in the camera was only the untied hemp rope and the empty space.

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

　　The sheep was gone.

　　Anger rose in his heart, but he saw his daughter next to him, lowering her head and not speaking. He opened his mouth, feeling a little helpless, turned his head, and explained with a dry laugh: "This... there's a little problem, the sheep, the sheep is gone..."

　　The live broadcast room was the opposite of the previous lively excitement.

　　It was frighteningly silent.

　　It was unknown how long it had passed before a sentence slowly flashed out -

　　"Isn't the sheep right next to you?"

　　Next to him?!

　　Zhang Yue was stunned. Next to him was only his daughter, but before he could explain, the live broadcast room suddenly boiled over, with sentences scrolling past frantically:

　　"That's right, isn't that top-quality mutton?!"

　　"Rare lamb!"

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

　　Zhang Yue watched as large drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, occasionally glancing at his daughter, seeing that her black eyes had turned into sheep's eyes, and that white fluff had grown on her pale face. That wasn't his daughter, wasn't that a rare and good lamb?!

　　Zhang Yue raised his hand and slapped himself heavily, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.

　　He forcibly woke himself up from this illusion and explained with difficulty:

　　"That's not a sheep..."

　　A viewer connected to him slammed the table and protested loudly, saying, "I, your grandpa, have given so many rewards, just to see you kill a sheep. Why are you dawdling? Do you think the rewards aren't enough? Come, come, your grandpa will give you another heart!"

　　After saying that, he took out a fruit knife from the table, lifted up his clothes, and stabbed and gouged at his left chest, blood spurting out. However, he remained expressionless:

　　"Is it enough now!"

　　Zhang Yue was terrified.

　　But the live broadcast room was filled with cheers.

　　Another viewer connected to the live broadcast, a delicate girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, her face flushed, shouted:

　　"Then I'll give you a set of organs as a reward!"

　　She also used a knife to cut her abdomen and pulled hard.

　　Unfortunately, the girl didn't have the tenacity of the previous man and fell directly on the computer desk, motionless.

　　The atmosphere in the live broadcast room seemed to become even more crazy. One by one, words and rewards scrolled past. There were really all kinds of rewards, hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys. The atmosphere in the entire room became a little twisted and hideous. Zhang Yue's consciousness gradually blurred, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

　　He turned his head stiffly to look at the little lamb with a face full of tears.

　　Only the last words kept repeating in the live broadcast room.

　　Kill the sheep.

　　Kill the sheep!

　　Kill the sheep!!!

　　"Kill, the sheep..."

　　……………………

　　"How is it?"

　　"The live broadcast room has been cut off. The official explanation is that the streamer is not feeling well and could not access the live broadcast."

　　Zhou Yi held a cigarette in her hand.

　　The computer screen showed Zhang Yue's live broadcast room.

　　But now there was only a black screen, with a large virtual character bowing and apologizing, saying that the streamer was not feeling well. However, even so, there were still viewers with live broadcast room reward titles waiting persistently.

　　The official action was effective.

　　Today.

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

　　ps: Thanks to the ten thousand reward from "Specializing in Various Arguments", thank you~