"Jingle Bell"
In the silent monitoring room, a cell phone suddenly rang. The white-haired young man who was feeling the vitality with the skull staff lowered his head and looked at the keypad cell phone he had put aside. It was an old, old-fashioned cell phone that had long since left the stage of history.
Apparently, before carrying out this ceremony, the white-haired young man had already taken into account the possibility that the smartphone would not be usable, and had specially prepared this keypad phone.
The white-haired young man pressed the green answer button, and a voice came through the phone, announcing a message in English: "Titus is dead."
The white-haired young man tightened his grip on the staff and thought of many things in an instant: "I know."
After hanging up the phone, the white-haired young man turned and walked towards the door. Through the door, he heard the voices of his subordinates outside telling jokes to Umbrella of the God.
The barrier is safe.
Titus was just a cover for Blue Flame's terrorist operation against China. His purpose was to attract the attention of the official supernatural powers of China on the northern border with the map of the earth veins, and to contain their high-end forces. The real terrorist operation was here. He wanted to quietly complete a mass sacrifice of 10,000 people in China, under the noses of the official Chinese organizations. To this end, they deployed three months in advance, conducted divinations many times, controlled the person in charge of the performance organization, and calculated step by step until now. Such a careful plan was still discovered
From Titus' death, the white-haired young man understood one thing, their terrorist actions were discovered. If something had not angered the Chinese official organization, they would not have taken the initiative to attack Titus with their hypocritical and righteous attitude, so they must have been exposed. But the barrier was still there, and he still had time.
The white-haired young man looked at the stage through the monitor. Jing Lu was still singing on the stage, but because she was too scared, her fingers were trembling, and she occasionally played the wrong notes, and her singing had lost its spirit.
Fear? Would a person who wanted to die be afraid? The white-haired young man didn't know, but Jing Lu, who hadn't collapsed yet, was of no use to him. His goal was to make Jing Lu commit suicide, because an idol who committed suicide on stage would have the greatest impact on fans. But it didn't matter, although the effect of his own murder was less effective, as long as it was bloody enough, it would be just as effective.
“What a pity! I thought we could finally complete a grand sacrifice of tens of thousands of people, but now we can probably only take away half of them.” The white-haired young man said, and his supernatural powers surged out of his body, affecting the souls outside through the sickle hanging in the air.
At the place closest to the stage, the soul of a security guard suddenly returned to his body. The security guard lying on the ground moved, then opened his eyes, emitting a faint green light.
"Kill, kill Jing Lu." The security guard turned around mechanically, climbed onto the stage from the side, pulled a light stand, and walked step by step towards Jing Lu who was still playing the piano.
"Lulu, be careful behind you!" Du Borong, who had been paying attention to Jing Lu's condition, discovered the abnormality first.
Jing Lu received the warning and turned back subconsciously, and saw a tall and strong security guard raising a heavy lamp stand and smashing it towards her. Jing Lu quickly dodged sideways, and the lamp stand hit the piano hard, making a loud "bang" sound, and some black and white keys flew off and fell to the ground.
Seeing that he missed the target, the security guard grabbed the light stand, turned around, and threw it at Jing Lu again.
Because she was giving a concert, Jing Lu was wearing a gorgeous long dress, which made it very inconvenient for her to move. She climbed up and tried to avoid it, but the hem of her skirt was caught on a stool. She paused and was hit by the light stand. A huge pain came from her right shoulder, and she fell to the ground screaming in pain.
The shrill screams were transmitted through the headsets to the speakers, and then through the speakers to the entire venue, stimulating the nerves of tens of thousands of fans in the venue.
The fans were panicked, scared and angry. They instinctively wanted to rush over to help, but found that they could not move at all, which made them even more panicked, scared and angry.
The sickle hanging high above the stadium then slashed down, reaping the surging vitality.
Inside the stadium, Lin Xi was also startled by Jing Lu's screams. She subconsciously ran back, stood at the door, and saw the scene on the stage through the huge LCD screen.
Jing Lu was covered in blood and struggling desperately. The security guard holding the light stand was strong and powerful, and kept shouting that he wanted to kill Jing Lu.
What happened? Was it because Jing Lu hadn’t committed suicide yet, and the people of Lan Yan couldn’t wait any longer
Unable to let Jing Lu die, Lin Xi ran towards the stage frantically.
However, someone was faster than her. Du Borong climbed up directly from the lifting rack in the backstage and rushed like crazy towards the security guard who was chasing Jing Lu with a lighting stand.
"Get out of here!" Du Borong picked up something at hand, not caring what it was, and threw it at the security guard with all his strength.
"Kill you, kill you." The security guard seemed to be insensitive to the pain. He ignored his own injuries and Du Borong's attack, and only had eyes for Jing Lu. He raised the light stand in his hand and was about to smash it towards Jing Lu again.
Du Borong rushed over and hugged the security guard from behind, holding him tightly.
"Lulu, run!"
Jing Lu's body and head were covered in blood. She struggled to move, and her eyes were blood red, and she could hardly see anything. But she knew that she couldn't die, at least not on the stage, not in front of these fans.
"I can't die, I can't die here, I can't irritate the fans." Jing Lu murmured, struggling to crawl towards the elevator not far away. Once she got inside, the fans couldn't see her. And her whispers also spread throughout the stadium through the earphones at her lips.
"Someone is still awake. No wonder the action was discovered." The white-haired young man spread his mind and sensed the souls in the stadium again. He soon found two people who had escaped. One was on the stage, and the other was in the audience. The one on the stage was Du Borong, and the one in the audience was Lin Yan.
The white-haired young man's hand holding the staff moved slightly, and the skull on the top of the staff suddenly flashed red, and the power of the undead overflowed and went towards the two targets.
With a "bang", Du Borong's eyes suddenly turned black on the stage, and he passed out. His soul was taken away again. But his body was still tightly holding the security guard's waist.
Under the stage, in the inner audience seats, Lin Xi, who had just run here, felt dizzy again. The feeling of her soul being pulled out and then pulled back made her want to vomit.
"I can't even extract your soul?" There were only two targets this time, so the white-haired young man easily discovered Lin Xi's abnormality.
Lin Xi held on to the chair beside her and managed to prevent herself from falling to the ground. She dry-heaved twice, and when she heard the necromancer's voice, her scalp felt tingling.
Discovered!
Although she didn't know how she was discovered, her presence had been exposed. According to the original plan, she should have left immediately after being discovered, but she hadn't knocked the wooden fish yet.
Lin looked at the stage not far away, gritted her teeth and continued to run towards the stage. At least, at least she had to strike the wooden fish.
"Kill her." The necromancer's attack is aimed at the soul. Even if it is an A-level psychic, the soul will not be unscathed under his necromancy. But this woman is very strange, and her soul is not controlled by his psychic power. The white-haired young man had no choice but to manipulate the audience below to surround and kill Lin Yan.
In an instant, the audience around Lin Yan woke up one by one, opened their dark green eyes and pounced towards Lin Yan like agile zombies.
"Oh my god!" Lin Yan couldn't help but swear, and instantly felt like she was in a horror movie.
At this moment, a childish voice sounded outside the circle of zombies: "Goblin, let my grandpa go."
Then a flood like a mountain torrent bursting its dam came rushing over, instantly washing away the dozens of zombies.
It’s Shuiwa.
Then Lin Xi felt that her body was lifted up high by someone, and when she came to her senses, she was already being carried backstage.
"Shuiwa, go to the stage, go to the stage." She wanted to go to the stage and beat the wooden fish with a microphone.
But Shuiwa didn't care about her. He just wanted to carry his grandfather back home.
Before Lin Yan set out to find the Umbrella of the God, in order to prevent herself from meeting Lan Yan's people whom she could not defeat, she put stickers of her home backstage in advance. Therefore, Calabash Brothers naturally carried Lin Yan back to the backstage.
"Grandpa, we're going home." Shuiwa completed the task and disappeared on the spot with satisfaction.
Lin Yan was thrown to the ground with a look of despair. She used to think that Sadako was useless because she had her own consciousness and therefore could not be controlled. But now she felt that having consciousness was good because at least she knew how to adapt.
Lin Yan didn't care about her sore butt, she got up and walked to the elevator, she wanted to go to the stage from the backstage. Lin Yan didn't know if there was a microphone connected to the speaker equipment in the backstage, even if there was, she couldn't find it for a while, so it was faster to go to the stage.
But Lin Xi and many backstage staff also climbed up together. They opened their dark green eyes and stared at Lin Xi coldly.
The third baby appears in the BGM of Calabash Brothers.
"Goblin, let my grandpa go." Sanwa kicked away the two zombie-like staff members closest to Lin Yan, and carried Lin Yan back home. And that home was only two steps away from Lin Yan.
"Grandpa, we're home."
After being abandoned at home by Calabash Brothers again, Lin Xi couldn't bear it anymore and tore off the old man sticker.
"Grandpa is in a hurry, don't delay going home any longer."
Without the Calabash Brothers, the zombie-like staff members had no scruples and rushed towards Lin Yan. Lin Yan remained calm in the face of danger. She reached out from the void and took out the "monk's wooden fish" from the inventory. She held the stick in her right hand and hit the wooden fish hard. After a "thump" sound, Lin Yan shouted: "Amitabha."
In an instant, the zombies that were holding chairs, stools, or trying to strangle Lin Yan with their bare hands suddenly woke up and looked at Lin Yan blankly.
"Who are you?" someone asked Lin Xi.
Before Lin Xi could answer, these people suddenly closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, their eyes turned green again.
Being manipulated again
When Lin Yan saw it, she raised her hand and knocked: "Amitabha."
The staff woke up again. Someone was about to speak in a daze, but then his eyes closed and opened again, and turned green again.
It's never ending, right
Lin Xin was now proficient in it, and the first thing she did was chant the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
At the same time, she stood up and ran quickly towards the elevator, not caring whether the staff behind her were controlled by the necromancer again. She just ran, knocked, and chanted "Amitabha" all the way.
Soon, she ran to the elevator. The elevator was very high, about two meters high. There was a stool underneath, which should have been used by Du Borong for leverage when he climbed up. However, Du Borong was over 1.8 meters tall, while Lin Yan was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. If he could get up, it would be difficult for Lin Yan.
Just as Lin Yan was thinking about how to go up, a bloody hand fell from the stage. Blood dripped down.
Lin Xi looked up and met a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars in the blood.
"Jinglu." Lin Xi cried out.
"Witch." Jing Lu also recognized Lin Xi.
"Go to hell." Behind Jing Lu, the security guard was holding a light stand and was about to smash it down on the back of Jing Lu's head.
Without thinking, Lin Xi struck the wooden fish again, and a Buddhist chant dispelled the power of the undead from the security guard. The security guard was stunned for a moment, and the lamp stand in his hand lost its accuracy, avoiding the back of Jing Lu's head and hitting his back.
Jing Lu groaned, and Du Borong behind him was once again awakened by the Buddhist chanting. He rushed over, pushed the security guard away, and was about to send Jing Lu into the elevator.
"Don't come down, there are people here too." The Necromancer can control anyone in the venue, so Jing Lu will be hunted both on and off the stage.
"If I go down, the audience won't be able to see us." Jing Lu struggled and actually rolled down by himself.
Lin Yan was shocked and called out to Sadako in a panic, "Sadako."
Sadako understood, and with her long hair curled out, she caught Jinglu and gently put her on the ground.
"I can save them like this, right?" Jing Lu seemed to have used up his last bit of strength and lay on the ground, unable to move.
“Not yet.” Lin Yan looked at the security guard and Du Borong who had green eyes again and were about to jump down from the elevator, as well as the other staff members who were chasing after them, and reached out to pull off the headset on Jing Lu.
"Amitabha." A huge and powerful Buddhist chant resounded throughout the stadium, like a sound from heaven, awakening every lost soul.
"what happened?"
"What happened? Why am I on the ground?"
"My hand hurts."
One person's awakening could not affect the ceremony, nor could ten people's awakening, nor could a hundred people's awakening. But ten thousand people's awakening instantly interrupted the ceremony. The sickle hanging on the top of the stadium suddenly broke and turned into smoke and dust that dissipated in the night sky.
"Who are you!" The furious voice echoed in the conference hall. Mr. Zhai had never been so angry because no one had ever been able to destroy his ceremony so easily.
Lin Yan had no time to pay attention to him. She took advantage of the interruption of the ceremony and the time when the audience was not being manipulated to start telling jokes into the microphone. She didn't know if the joke umbrellas in the corridor of the gymnasium could hear her, but she had to give it a try.
"There was a watermelon vendor on the roadside who was shouting that he didn't want to pay if you didn't know him. I walked over and looked at him, and when I was sure I didn't know him, I picked up two watermelons and left."
The audience was in a daze, and suddenly they heard someone telling a joke, and they were immediately confused.
After Lin Xi finished speaking, she took out her cell phone and clicked it to see if the barrier had been removed, but the phone still did not respond.
Is the barrier still there? Didn't the Joke Umbrella hear my joke? Is the building soundproofed? I can't hear this.
"Hmph, you're dreaming if you want to break the barrier and let the people outside come in to save you." Mr. Zhai saw through Lin Xi's plan at a glance.
As soon as he finished speaking, the backstage door was kicked open, and two people in security uniforms rushed in and pounced on Lin Yan.
This is a superpower. The person who came in is not a green-eyed person, but a blue-flame person. While she and the necromancer were fighting for souls, these people rushed in from inside the gymnasium.
"Stop them." Du Borong was the first to react, shouting loudly to the staff in the backstage who had just woken up and didn't understand the situation.
The staff member didn't know Lin Yan, nor did they know the two security guards, but Du Borong was their boss. When they heard him say that and saw Jing Lu covered in blood, they subconsciously blocked him.
"roll!"
Ordinary people are no match for those with special powers and they are all knocked down in less than a few seconds.
But a few seconds were enough, a few seconds for Lin Xi to put the old man sticker back on.
"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers"
"Grandpa, I'm here to save you." The eldest and fourth kids appeared in the music and stood in front of Lin Xi.
"Beat them."
This time, Lin Yan did not move and just stayed at home, forcing Calabash Brothers to guard the house. Then, she ignored the two superpowers and took the microphone to shout outside: "Listen, security guard inside. Go to the corridor and find an open black umbrella and tell him the joke just now. Anyone who successfully finds the umbrella and tells the joke will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan in cash."
Lin Xi didn't have time to explain what was going on in such a complicated scene, but she believed in the power of money.
(End of this chapter)