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Chapter 172 Give your life for the gods?

Lu Chuan didn't close his eyes all night. Like an owl, he stared at the door of Chen Jiahui's downstairs unit and the balcony window on Chen Jiahui's third floor all night long.

But unfortunately, there was no movement at the unit door all night, and the balcony curtains were tightly closed, so nothing could be seen.

He is neither sleepy nor tired now. After all, for his body now, a night without sleep is nothing.

Just...a little hungry.

Yesterday, after boarding the Lingli high-speed train, I went all the way here before I even had time to eat, and my stomach was already empty.

Of course, Lu Chuan could tolerate a little hunger, and it would not be too late to eat after the mission was over.

It was past seven in the morning, and many residents in the same unit as Chen Jiahui had already gone downstairs to go to work.

Earlier, some older people had already gone out for morning exercises wearing clothes made of comfortable materials.

Chen Jiahui still did not move, and the curtains on his balcony did not open.

Lu Chuan kept comforting himself.

It's coming soon, wait for Chen Jiahui to come out and deal with him quickly, then you can go to eat. There must be a lot of delicious food in Guangnanfu Snack Street...

Then.

after an hour.

Chen Jiahui did not show up.

Three hours later.

Chen Jiahui still didn't show up.

Until the sky gradually darkened.

Chen Jiahui still did not show up, and the curtains on the third floor were not moved at all...

Lu Chuan covered his growling stomach and gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, don't you need to eat?"

At this time, he wanted to kill him directly.

But killing him directly would be the last resort. In the information given to him by the Shancheng Immortal Cultivation Bureau, it was stated that he knew nothing about the situation inside Chen Jiahui's residence.

I don't know what's going on in his room. If I rush to kill him rashly, there might be some powerful formation or talisman inside, and I might die directly inside.

The best plan is still to kill him by surprise after he comes downstairs.

Although Lu Chuan's spiritual power value is only 2400, which is 800 lower than Chen Jiahui, he is confident that with his powerful Dao foundation, he can kill him in an instant without giving him any chance to use the powerful talisman.

"Just wait a little longer..."

Lu Chuan murmured: "As long as he doesn't leave the mountain city, there will always be a day waiting for him."

Then, he took a deep breath to calm his anxiety and continued to wait.





"Oh...are you just going to stay in the house like this and not go out?"

Behind the curtains that Lu Chuan could not see through, Chen Jiahui, who looked to be in his thirties, was thin, had short hair, and had some acne on his cheeks, was sitting on the sofa, his face full of anxiety.

At this time, Lu Chuan was anxious outside, and he was also anxious at home.

"call--"

Finally, he gasped and stood up, "No, I have to go out. The famous old man Chen has almost believed in me. If I disappear, Mr. Chen's line will be broken!"

"Besides, even if someone from the Immortal Cultivation Bureau is targeting me, will it be okay if I hide in the house?"

"Wouldn't it be better to be killed by the reinforcements they brought in sooner or later?"

"It's better to just mix in with those old people and let them take action."

The words fell.

Another voice sounded faintly in the room: "I advise you to calm down."

"Since the people we installed in the Cultivation Bureau took the risk to secretly summon you last night, it means that the people in the Cultivation Bureau have indeed noticed you."

"Furthermore, you also know that secretly promoting doctrine here is a secondary task. We have more important things to do."

The speaker was an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties. He was shirtless, with wrinkles on his face and disheveled hair. He looked like a homeless man, but at this time, he looked at the anxious Chen Jiahui with a calm face and persuaded him.

Chen Jiahui ignored the old man, stood up, and was about to pack his things and go out.

"I received a summons from the protector." The old man said calmly.

Chen Jiahui's body immediately froze on the spot, turned around in disbelief, and asked: "Did she send you a summons?"

"Yes," the old man said calmly: "Although I have been hiding here with you and haven't gone out for many days, in name, I am still half a level higher than you."

"Besides, I have always been in charge of that plan."

"So the protector contacted me directly and asked me to inform you."

"What about the result of her going out this time..." Chen Jiahui asked anxiously.

A smile appeared on the old man's face: "The protector successfully obtained the treasure from the divine envoy this time. We can accomplish great things!"

"Really..." Chen Jiahui suddenly trembled with excitement after hearing this: "Is it finally going to succeed..."

"I almost gave up..."

The old man looked at the excited Chen Jiahui and said with some pity: "You have worked hard these days. You have been secretly recruiting believers for the religion."

"But... winning over believers is too easy to expose after all. Now you have been exposed to the sight of the Immortal Cultivation Bureau..."

"So, it's time for you to sacrifice your life for the gods..."

When Chen Jiahui heard this, his original excitement immediately disappeared and he stood there blankly: "You..."

With seriousness and indifference on his face, the old man nodded: "As long as you die, the Immortal Cultivation Bureau will close the case and will not pursue this matter further."

"But if you are alive, the Immortal Cultivation Bureau may ask reinforcements from the Military Palace or the Immortal University to come and kill you... In this way, our plan may be exposed."

Chen Jiahui began to tremble again, but this time, his trembling was no longer excitement, but fear.

"I...can I escape? If I can escape, our plan will not be discovered..."

The old man shook his head at Chen Jiahui: "You can't escape. There may be people from the Immortal Cultivation Bureau squatting around your residence now. They are afraid of the formation in the room and don't want to kill you in front of other people. They are waiting for the opportunity.

"

"What you have to do is go out and attract their attention."

"When they kill you."

"I will take the divine object and escape from here."

"In this way, we can preserve our plan."

"Ta-ta-ta-ta..." At this time, Chen Jiahui's face was pale, his body was trembling, and his teeth were vibrating uncontrollably.

"Have you forgotten the oath you made in front of the gods?" The old man looked at Chen Jiahui solemnly.

“I would like to exchange my life for the coming of the gods!

"Now, it's time for you to sacrifice."

The old man looked fanatical and chanted: "The gods will not forget any believer who is willing to sacrifice! When the Supreme God King comes, he will resurrect all the sacrificed believers! And grant the believers endless life!"

Chen Jiahui's knees gave out and he collapsed on the ground. His lips moved and he moaned: "These are the words I say countless times every day when I am preaching..."

"I believe that the gods will come, and I also believe that the gods will not forget me..."

"But... I just want to live now. One more minute of living is one more minute..."

When the old man saw this, his eyes were murderous: "Useless thing!"

"You are going to die no matter what, why not go out and die!"

"If you don't go, I'll have to do it myself and help you fake suicide!"





An hour later, Chen Jiahui walked downstairs tremblingly and walked out of the unit door.

At this moment, Lu Chuan, who had already been dizzy from waiting, his eyes suddenly shone with light.

This person... apparently is the Chen Jiahui in the Cultivation Bureau's information!

It’s finally out!


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