"Jingle Bells"

In the silent monitoring room, a mobile 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 phone he had put aside. It was an old-fashioned mobile phone that had long since withdrawn from the stage of history.

Apparently, before the ceremony, the white-haired young man had already taken into account the possibility that smartphones would not be usable and 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: "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, the white-haired young man turned and walked towards the door. Through the door, he heard the subordinates outside telling jokes to Umbrella of God.

The barrier is safe.

Titus was just a cover for Blue Flame's terrorist action against China this time. His purpose was to attract the attention of Chinese official superpowers at the northern border with a map, and to restrain their high-end forces. The real terrorist action was here. He wanted to quietly complete a sacrifice of 10,000 people in China, under the noses of Chinese official organizations. To this end, they deployed three months in advance, occupied the site 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 act had been 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 shaking, 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 her. His goal was to make Jing Lu commit suicide, because an idol committing suicide on stage would have the greatest impact on fans. But it didn't matter, although his killing would be less effective, as long as it was bloody enough, it would be just as effective.

"What a pity! I thought I could finally complete a grand sacrifice of ten thousand people, but now I can probably only take away half of it." The white-haired young man said, and his supernatural powers surged out of his body, affecting the souls outside through the sickle hanging high in the sky.

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, grabbed a lamp stand, and walked towards Jing Lu who was still playing the piano.

"Lulu, be careful behind!" Du Borong, who had been paying attention to Jing Lu's condition, discovered the abnormality the fastest.

Jing Lu received the warning and turned around subconsciously, and saw a tall and strong security guard raising a heavy lamp stand and smashing it towards her. Jing Lu quickly dodged to the side, and the lamp stand hit the piano hard, making a loud "bang", and the black and white keys flew off and fell to the ground.

When the security guard saw that he missed the first time, he grabbed the lamp 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 stumbled and was hit by the light stand. A huge pain came from her right shoulder, and she screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

The miserable screams were transmitted through the earphones to the speakers, and then transmitted to the entire venue through the speakers, 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 chopped down, reaping the surging vitality.

Inside the stadium, Lin Xi was also startled by Jing Lu's scream. She subconsciously ran back and stood at the door. She 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 lamp 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 that the people of Blue Flame 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 lift in the backstage and rushed towards the security guard who was chasing Jing Lu with a light stand like crazy.

"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. He only had Jing Lu in his eyes. He raised the lamp stand in his hand and was about to smash it at 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. 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 upset the fans." Jing Lu murmured, struggling to crawl towards the elevator not far away. Once inside, the fans would not be able to see her. And her whispers, through the earphones at her lips, spread throughout the stadium.

"Someone is still awake. No wonder our actions were 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 went dark 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 managed to hold on to the chair beside her and managed to prevent herself from falling to the ground. She vomited twice and her scalp went numb when she heard the necromancer's voice.

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 spectators around Lin Xi woke up one by one, and rushed towards Lin Xi with their dark green eyes like nimble zombies.

"Oh my god!" Lin Xi couldn't help but swear, and for a moment she felt like she was in a horror movie.

At this moment, a childish voice sounded outside the circle of zombies: "Fairy, let my grandpa go."

Then a flood like a mountain torrent bursting through a 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 again, she was already being carried to the backstage.

"Shuiwa, go to the stage, go to the stage." She wanted to go to the stage and hit the wooden fish with a microphone.

But Shuiwa didn't care about her at all. He just wanted to carry his grandfather back home.

Before Lin Xi set out to find the Umbrella of the God, in order to prevent herself from meeting Lan Yan's people who she could not defeat on the way, she put up house stickers on the backstage in advance. Therefore, Calabash Brothers naturally carried Lin Xi back to the backstage.

"Grandpa, we're going home." Shuiwa completed the task and disappeared on the spot with satisfaction.

When Lin was thrown to the ground, she looked desperate. She used to think that chastity was not useful because it had its own consciousness and would not obey orders. But now she thought it was good to have consciousness, at least she knew how to adapt.

Lin didn't care about her sore butt, she got up and went to the elevator, she wanted to go to the stage from the backstage. Lin 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 better to go to the stage.

But Lin Nan and many backstage staff also climbed up together. They stared at Lin Nan coldly with their dark green eyes.

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers"

The third baby appears in the BGM of Calabash Brothers.

"Goddess, let my grandpa go." Sanwa kicked away the two zombie workers closest to Lin Nan and carried Lin Nan back home. And that home was only two steps away from Lin Nan.

"Grandpa, we're home."

After being abandoned at home by Calabash Brothers again, Lin Nan could no longer bear it and tore off the old man sticker.

"Grandpa, hurry up and don't delay going home any longer."

Without the Calabash Brothers, the zombie workers had no scruples and rushed towards Lin. Lin remained calm in the face of danger, reaching out from the void and taking 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 "bang", Lin shouted: "Amitabha."

In an instant, the zombies that were holding chairs, lifting stools, or trying to strangle Lin Nan with their bare hands suddenly woke up and looked at her blankly.

"Who are you?" someone asked Lin Nan.

Before Lin Xi answered, these people suddenly closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, their eyes became green again.

Being manipulated again?

When Lin Xin saw it, she raised her hand and knocked: "Amitabha."

The staff regained consciousness, and someone was about to speak in a daze, but then his eyes closed and opened again, and turned green again.

It's never-ending, isn't it?

Lin Xin was also proficient at 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 more than 1.8 meters tall, and Lin Xi was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. If he could get up, Lin Xi must be proud of him.

Just as Lin was thinking about how to go up, a bloody hand fell from the stage. Blood dripped down.

Lin 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 lamp stand and was about to smash it on the back of Jing Lu's head.

Without thinking, Lin Xi struck the wooden fish again and chanted the Buddhist name to dispel 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 down both on and off the stage.

"If we go down, the audience won't be able to see us." Jing Lu struggled and actually rolled down by herself.

Lin was shocked and called out to Zhenzi in a panic, "Zhenzi."

Zhenzi understood, and she let out her long hair, caught Jinglu, and slowly put her on the ground.

"If I do this, can I save them?" Jing Lu seemed to have used up his last bit of strength. He lay on the ground, unable to move.

“Not yet.” Lin Xi looked at the security guard and Du Borong who had turned green again and were about to jump out of the elevator, as well as the other staff members who were chasing after them, and reached out to pull off the earphones on Jing Lu.

"Amitabha." A huge, powerful chant reverberated throughout the stadium, like a sound from heaven, awakening every lost soul.

"What's going on?"

"What happened? Why am I on the ground?"

"My hand hurts."

…

One sober person could not affect the ceremony, nor could ten sober people, nor could a hundred. But ten thousand sober people instantly interrupted the ceremony. The sickle hanging on the top of the stadium suddenly broke, turned into smoke and dissipated in the night sky.

"Who are you!" Furious voices echoed in the conference hall. Mr. Zhai had never been so angry before, because no one had ever been able to ruin his ceremony so easily.

Lin didn't have time to pay attention to him. She took advantage of the interruption of the ceremony and the gap when the audience was not being controlled to start telling jokes into the microphone. She didn't know if the joke umbrella 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 would give me free watermelons if I didn't know him. I walked over and looked at him, and then I was sure I didn't know him, so I picked up two watermelons and left."

The audience was in a daze when they suddenly heard someone joking and were immediately confused.

After Lin An 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? It can't even 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 door at the backstage was kicked open, and two people in security uniforms rushed in and rushed towards Lin Yan.

These were people with special powers. The people who came in were not people with green eyes, but people with blue flames. 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 did not know Lin Yan or the two security guards, but Du Borong was their boss. When they heard him say this and saw Jing Lu covered in blood, they instinctively stepped forward to stop him.

"Get lost!"

How could ordinary people be a match for those with special powers? They were all knocked down in less than a few seconds.

But a few seconds were enough, just enough for Lin to put the old man sticker back on.

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers"

"Grandpa, I'm here to save you." The eldest and fourth children appeared in the music and stood in front of Lin Xi.

"Beat them."

Lin did not move this time, and stayed at home, forcing Calabash Brothers to guard the house. Then she ignored the two superpowers and took advantage of the moment to pick up the microphone and shouted to the outside: "Listen, security guard inside, go to the corridor, find an open black umbrella, and tell him the joke just now. Anyone who successfully finds the umbrella and tells a joke will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan in cash."

Lin An didn't have time to explain what was going on in such a complicated scene, but she believed in the power of money.