"Who?" Zhao Zihan was confused when she heard this name, and thoughts changed a few times, trying to find out if she knew a woman named Hu.

"Hu Li, a man who calls himself a celestial immortal." Wen Yi explained.

"What kind of person is he?" someone next to Wen Yi asked.

"I don't know. I only heard the sound, but didn't see it. She said that asking her to go down to the world can solve the problem." Wen Yi replied.

"Are you sure her name is Hu Li?"

"Well, if I remember correctly, that's how it is." Wen Yi said.

Zhao Zihan interrupted Wen Yi and asked, "Sister Wen Yi, have you found a solution?"

"No, I must have magic power to treat it, but I don't." Wen Yi shook her head and said.

"We have it!" Zhao Zihan said anxiously.

Wen Yi shook her head and said, "No, yours are not suitable."

"Because it's not your own, right? You can't control your magic power the most accurately. The magic power you searched for is all Taoist ancestry, and you must use the magic power generated by the source of Taoism to be perfectly used, right?" The person who just asked Wen Yi interrupted.

Wen Yi did not refute and nodded in agreement.

"Shut up, are you done?" Yin Dongmei had a little bit of a little pepper personality. She was discussing saving people at this time, but he was entangled in something else.

The Hu family's disciple said, "It's not that I'm entangled. Could Miss Wen repeat what you heard? I think I may know something."

Wen Yi glanced at Yang Guang lying on the ground and said, "Okay..." Anyway, just a few words, Wen Yi repeated what she heard to the disciples of the Hu family.

The Hu family disciple pondered for a moment, looked up and said seriously: "If I was not wrong, the Hu Li you mentioned in your mouth should be one of the ancestors of the Hu family lineage. To be precise, it should be the earliest immortal."

"How many years has the history of the horse fairy come to the horse?" Wen Yi suddenly turned around and asked.

"It is hard to say that it should have been there for thousands of years. It is said that there were no Taoism or Buddhism at the earliest times, and the immortals who came out of the horse existed before Taoism and Buddhism."

"Suppose that Taoism and Buddhism have a history of two or three thousand years, and the horse immortals have been around for a longer period, right?"

"right."

"So, how did Taoism and Buddhism come from?"

"This... is hard to explain. It seems like it suddenly appeared. In a certain historical period, a large number of Taoist and Buddhist disciples appeared, and then spread wildly. They eventually occupied a dominant position in the world."

"It seems that whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or horse immortals, they are all created by gods, right?" Wen Yi said.

"Don't worry about this, what should I do now?" Zhao Zihan said.

Wen Yi said: "I care more about Yang Guang's safety than you, but I can't solve the problem in a hurry. Since this gentleman said that Hu Li is one of the ancestors of the horse fairy lineage, we can only listen to it once. Can you help me prepare something to invite God? You need the oldest one."

"Stop kidding!" The Hu family disciple suddenly said, "Do you know what the oldest way means?"

“What does it mean?”

Hu family gritted their teeth and said, "Murder! The way to sacrifice a living person requires a lot of blood and soul."

Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, snorted coldly, and said, "As long as there is a way to save my man, what if I kill someone? You don't dare, I dare. As long as you tell me the method."

This woman is crazy! Under her calm appearance, her heart is crazy! She wants to kill people for this man who doesn’t know how to live or die! Go to plunder other people’s lives?

"No!" Zhang Lu, who had not spoken, shouted, "Are you crazy? Discussing murder in front of us?"

Wen Yi retorted without fear: "He wakes up and can save more people! He is dead, who can use those cars outside you? Who can use them? Then more and more people will be infected, and the casualties will become bigger and bigger. Should we use the lives of a few people to save more people, or let more people bury my men with me? Ah? Think about it yourself!" Wen Yi's voice was a little heart-wrenching, and her expression was even a bit ferocious. At this time, she was indeed desperate.

Zhao Zihan hurriedly hugged Wen Yi and comforted him: "Sister Wen Yi, don't be excited, don't be anxious. Let's think of a solution."

"There's no time!" Wen Yi pushed Zhao Zihan away, turned to look at Yang Guang, tears soaked in the corners of her eyes. Who can watch the man she loved deeply die step by step? She clearly has a way to save him, but she cannot save him because of moral and legal constraints!

At this time, Yang Guang's skin began to harden, and even showed signs of scales growing. This was one of the processes of evolution into an iron corpse. His breathing began to appear and disappear without having to press it on his chest. You could even hear the powerful heart, but it was definitely more than the beating sound of normal people. The fingernails of his fingers had faded, but now they began to grow. The originally peaceful expression on his face began to become ferocious, and occasionally a faint blood light appeared between his eyelids.

"I need to contact the master." Zhao Zihan said.

"So too," said the Hu family disciple.

"I...I'll contact the leader." Zhang Lu said, but turned around and said to the company commander beside him: "Look at them."

Wen Yi sat on the ground, holding Yang Guang's hand with one hand, and wearing a warm face, "I will definitely save you, even if I'm going to kill someone for you."

Not far away, Zhang Lu said to the phone: "Secretary, this is the matter. The situation has gone out of control now. What should we do now? These people's methods are incredible, if we force it..."

I don’t know what the municipal party secretary said on that side, Zhang Lu said: “Yes, yes, I understand. Then what should I do?”

“…”

"I understand, okay, yes." Zhang Lu hung up the phone, his eyes full of incredibleness.

The words said by the municipal party secretary were also echoed in his ears: "When the war changes are coming, if necessary, you can go to the heavy prison to bring the death penalty as a sacrifice. Don't worry, I will bear the responsibility for everything."

Such a sentence has basically ruined the future of the secretary.

The same is true for Zhang Lu. He knew that it was no different from severing his career after he participated in it. As long as he participated in the murder, it would be a stain that he could not wash away in his life. He was even likely to enter the cell after the incident subsided.

Do it? Or not?

Zhang Lu felt that his hands were trembling, and put his phone back into his pocket tremblingly. He didn't even know how he walked to Wen Yi. He opened his mouth, uh uh a few times, then thrust his mouth with his hand, and woke him up with a snap. He endured the pain and asked, "How many people do you need to worship?"

Wen Yi shook her head and saw several people walking to the corner of the wall and closing their eyes, saying, "They know."

"But..." Zhang Lu wanted to say, but you are the leader.

Wen Yi said: "I really don't understand. All I have to do now is to save him. If I have to hold him accountable later, I will definitely not escape. Or after rescuing him, you can arrest me directly. I will not resist."

"Maybe, hehe..." Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and said, "I will be arrested at that time. There is no difference between murderers and assisting in killing."

At this time, Zhang Lu felt someone patting his shoulder, and a sentence came from his ear: "The ancients said that great benevolent people should learn to give up part of it. If Yang Guang lying on the ground was just to survive, we would not agree to do so, but when he was alive, some people would be sacrificed."

"But, the person who was sacrificed is innocent. Even the death row prisoner has human rights," said Zhang Lu.

"You are wrong. Human rights are nothing at this time. The most important thing is to survive and let more people survive." Zhao Zihan's voice also appeared.

"I……"

"Did your leader agree?" said the Hu family disciple who patted Zhang Lu's shoulder.

"Yes." Zhang Lu turned his head and said, "How many people are needed?"

"I don't know, no one knows how many sacrifices are needed to invite a real immortal to the lower world, but the souls of living people are dominated by us, we can make up for it with the souls of other livestock. My master agreed to protect Yang Guang personally and ensure that he has enough time to persevere until the immortal breaks through the barrier and returns to the world from the shelter. In between, we will collect a lot of sacrifices. Officer Zhang, please ask for written documents and bring the sacrifices here. The more the better."

"What about you?" Zhang Lu asked.

"We also go to collect sacrifices, and this matter is no longer for us ordinary people. The masters were also alarmed, haha... it's really messy. Go ahead, leave the human affairs to you, and leave the remaining livestock affairs to us." said the Hu family disciple.

Zhang Lu sighed and turned around and ran out.

Zhao Zihan said, "Since the masters of each family have unified their opinions, I will arrange the remaining actions. Do you have no objection?"

Several people nodded in agreement.

Zhao Zihan arranged for the Hu family disciples to say, "Leave the matter of devising the altar of God to you. There is a soldier from the company outside, and you can divide it into half. I found that there are a lot of things that Yang Guang prepared. Disassemble it for now. Dongmei and Xiao Qiao went out to buy living things here using the car. For three hours, the master said we only have three hours to prepare."

"Okay, just follow what you said. Let's act quickly."

The Hu family disciple pulled the company commander and ran out to arrange personnel to unload the truck, and temporarily requisitioned the military vehicles outside.

The Yin family and Qiao family also ran out to help.

Zhao Zihan walked to Wen Yi's side, squatted on the ground and looked at her: "Sister Wen Yi, Yang Guang must be fine."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Let Yang Guang and I stay here for a while."

"Okay. The master of the Hu family will come over later. Yang Guang won't have any trouble, don't worry." Zhao Zihan said.

And at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly enveloped the warehouse. It was like seeing a flood of beasts, which made me feel like I was being stared at by a ferocious beast like a tiger or a lion, making me furrowed.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Guang, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly floated up as if he was dragged up by someone.
Chapter completed!