Li Qian was shocked when faced with the compiled news about Sanshenghua.
Conservative estimates suggest that the number of followers of Sanshenghua should exceed several thousand, or even tens of thousands.
This is no longer an incident that Haishi can face independently and must be reported.
The efficiency in this kind of matter was very high, and soon a clearing campaign against Sanshenghua began.
And Yang Haoran was not idle. Through various information obtained, he also traveled around the southwestern provinces and captured the names of pioneers.
Every time a pioneer is captured, it is a gain for Yang Haoran, because he can get more information from the pioneer.
The most important information is about the Great Envoy.
The Great Divine Envoy was actually the first believer to come into contact with the God of Samsara.
Unlike ordinary believers, great envoys already have some special abilities.
However, Yang Haoran did not completely believe the pioneers' descriptions of the great envoys. After all, as pioneers, they were all very thorough brainwashers.
Due to the belief in the God of Reincarnation, there are also suspicions of exaggerated myths about the Great God Envoy.
After nearly half a month, all the tissues of Sanshenghua were uprooted.
All the pioneers were also arrested, and the revised number was one hundred and seventy-three.
However, there is still no clue about the most mysterious and important great envoy.
In the darkness of the night, deep in an extremely remote alleyway in Hai City, several figures appeared one after another and entered a house one after another.
People in white clothes were sitting around a round table, four men and two women.
They are all quite young, and the oldest one, an old man, definitely looks to be over fifty.
This person is the great envoy of Sanshenghua, who gathered at Haishi within the agreed time.
The great gods are each named after one of the Tao.
They are gods, humans, asuras, evil ghosts, animals, and hell.
The Asura is a cold-faced woman in her forties, short, fat, and ugly.
The other woman is Hell, in sharp contrast to Asura.
Hell is only about thirty years old. He is tall, has a beautiful face, and has a charming feeling in his movements.
The oldest one glanced at several people with a solemn look on his face.
"Our great lord has sent down an oracle, asking us to kill the blasphemer at all costs. I hope you can have your own thoughts."
"The blasphemer is simply unforgivable. If it weren't for him, how could we have suffered such heavy losses?
All the pioneers have been lost, the believers have fallen apart, and ten years of hard work have been wasted!"
"Currently, we are the only ones left among God's people. In order to fulfill God's will, we should do whatever it takes."
Asura always kept a straight face and said without turning his eyes: "Hell, haven't you already found out the details of the blasphemer? Then we can unite our efforts to surround and kill him. There is no need for any plan at all.
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Hell smiled brightly, but it made people feel chilly.
"The man's name is Yang Haoran, and he is not a simple man. In order to be absolutely sure, we still need to take a long-term approach. We must kill with one strike without alerting others!"
In the vast darkness, people were like ghosts, discussing plans to kill Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran on the other side went to Xingzhu's home.
Although he did not think that the Great God Envoy was as exaggerated as some believers described it, he could not take it lightly.
In order to be foolproof, he needs a weapon that fits his hand.90学网
He decided to turn the mysterious short stick left in Xingzhu's place into a sword.
After taking the short stick, Yang Haoran immediately left Xingzhu's house and drove to a small forging factory in the suburbs of Haishi.
Because of the special nature of the short stick, Yang Haoran did not dare to hand it over to others for processing.
Instead, I contacted a master in the factory in advance, and Yang Haoran supervised the entire construction process.
Yang Haoran arrived at the forge at nine o'clock in the morning and did not leave until dark in the afternoon.
When I left, I had a 40cm dagger with me.
Except for the sword body, which is made of a mysterious short stick, the hilt and scabbard are both made of wood.
In this way, the magical effect of the mysterious short stick will not disappear, and Yang Haoran can use it with confidence.
It's just that the length is a bit nondescript, but that doesn't matter. This length is easy to carry around.
Yang Haoran returned to the rental house, and a thirty-year-old beautiful woman was sitting in the living room.
When the woman saw Yang Haoran, she stood up and smiled slightly.
"Hello, I heard from the landlady that your name is Yang Haoran. I am a tenant who has just moved here. I am glad to meet you."
The woman acted very naturally, but Yang Haoran was slightly stunned. When he first entered the door, he actually noticed a murderous intention from the woman.
However, Yang Haoran didn't show it, he just smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the woman's hand.
"Welcome, welcome, we will be neighbors from now on."
The woman giggled, showing off her charm.
"I should be older than you, so you won't suffer any loss if I call you brother. Since we are neighbors, you won't refuse if I invite you to a meal, right?"
A sly look flashed across Yang Haoran's eyes, and he smiled honestly.
"Of course I won't refuse. I like to eat with my beautiful sister the most."
The sky became gloomy again and night fell quietly.
Yang Haoran drove the woman to a farmhouse called Shanshui Yiqing.
This place is far away from the urban area, close to Xiaofeng Mountain Scenic Area, with a small river flowing next to it, and the environment is very quiet.
Unlike the hotels in the city, since this place is a farmhouse model, it is divided into more than 20 independent small courtyards.
The woman found the front desk with ease, opened the most remote courtyard, and walked in with Yang Haoran.
There is only one big house in the small courtyard. Various flowers and plants are planted in the garden, giving you a farmhouse atmosphere.
Yang Haoran smiled honestly: "Do you come to this place often?"
“I’ve been here a few times and I like the environment here.”
Yang Haoran's eyes glanced aimlessly, and he said rather sadly: "The consumption level of this place is not low. You spend so much money but live in a house worth two thousand yuan. My sister is really a wonderful person!"
The woman's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly concealed it.
"Brother, what do you mean? Are you afraid that I will eat you? The kind of house you rent has nothing to do with money, but only with your mood. Come in."
Yang Haoran walked in carelessly, sat down at a round table that could accommodate fifteen people, and looked at the woman with amusement.
"It's a bit wasteful for two people to use such a big table. Did sister invite someone else? It should be here soon, right?"
The woman was slightly startled, then giggled.
"My brother is really good at predicting things. I did invite someone else to come over, maybe as a guest!"
