The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

According to their previous speculation, the priest who was burned to death might also be selected as "one of the saviors". There are very few historical facts about this person, only that he left a curse when he was burned to death.

"It's related to nuns, and it also involves witches. It feels like all the elements are gathered." Yu Wen complained, and suddenly remembered something: "I remember that the four members of Lainie's family were also victims of Karen's disease."

Huangmao nodded.

Huang Jiang said: "Those put aside first, let's talk about the man in the beak and black robe. The mask comes from the doctor's costume during the plague period. The original intention was to scare the disobedient patients with the terrifying costume similar to the god of death. Later, he gave it other meanings to deceive the god of death. , The purpose of forcing back disasters, epidemics and demons is given religious symbols at this time.

The beaked man in black robe that Huang Mao met belongs to the Holy See. He is the dark side of knights and exorcist priests. It used to be called 'Witch Hunting Picket', but later changed its name to 'Exorcist Picket'.

They tried to cover up their disgrace, never acknowledging the 'witch hunt' they had personally led. "

Wu Lan frowned: "You can also find out this?"

Huang Jiang shook the phone and said, "I asked my aunt to borrow the authority and found the truth in the agency's confidential files. By the way, their library has a rich collection of books."

She spent the whole afternoon in the library.

"Before I heard about the legendary witch at the Ghost Hotel, I had a premonition that there might be witches in this incident, so I searched for historical facts related to witches in advance, including the 'witch hunt' that has persecuted women throughout Europe for more than 200 years. .”

The so-called witch hunts took place from the end of the 15th century to the 17th century, a period of darkness and ignorance in Europe for more than 200 years. Theology dominated by the Holy See became the only ideology, and any weird events that could not be explained by science or justification were all attributed to the devil. The first to cause trouble is the fabricated witch.

Ordinary women were convicted on unwarranted charges, labeled as witches, and tortured into tricks. The order was given by the Holy See, and the witch-hunting pickets were responsible for the execution.

Cen Jin frowned: "They are still hunting witches."

The cat-faced girl was hunted down, wasn't it a witch hunt?

"The cat face girl has two fist-sized cat heads on her cheeks. The stitches are obvious. She has not changed. It is best to find out how the cat heads on her face came from? Who performed the operation on her? The purpose, and Where is the level of surgery?"

Cen Jin recalled the situation at that time and said: "The three exorcist priests and the witch-hunting pickets obviously came from the Holy See, and their purpose may be the same." Regarding the purpose, he is actually not sure.

"But what will be their purpose? Who is this David? The cat-faced girl made a series of strange actions in the coffee shop at that time, which seemed to be involuntary. Someone watched her, forced her to appear in the crowd, and turned her head from time to time during the escape process. , and accurately found the location of the three exorcist priests. She knew the priests and was very frightened. In addition to the generous statements of the three exorcist priests on the street, and the video that spread all over Europe and the United States in less than an afternoon, the total Makes me feel very inconsistent.”

Ding Yiqing said at this time: "It's like a well-planned performance + promotional marketing."

Cen Jin: "Yes!"

Ding Yiqing leaned against the back of her chair and said with a smile: "I have played with the character design of the hero who sells the world many times before, and I still don't get tired of playing it. Someone will always take the bait."

Cen Jin looked at him and complained in his heart, didn't Ding Yiqing play the same tricks before?Don't laugh at others for using bad routines just because the guests who cooperate with the performance are high-ranking.

"In the morning, I felt that the Holy See didn't get involved, but in the afternoon, I saw them beating witches." Yu Wen shrugged, caught a glimpse of Totem with a pensive expression, and asked him if he had any new discoveries.

Totem: "I'm thinking about mass hysteria. Didn't I go to investigate the church and the Rhine River? There is nothing special about the church, but there are many dilapidated nunneries in the city, and there is a nunnery almost across the street.

However, the nuns have been in disrepair for a long time and overgrown with weeds. Some nuns are empty and become places for homeless people, while others are left behind by one or two old nuns.

After ruling out the issue of the nunnery, I diverted to the Rhine River, went around the banks of the river and visited hospitals in several small towns, and found a total of five collective "poisoning" incidents in recent years.

They are 1. 27 people in a certain town fainted collectively, and the examination results were exhausted, all of which were based on families. 2. A group of 89 teachers and students in a certain school had delirium, and fell into a state of fantasy and disorderly behavior. The symptoms were a bit like sleepwalking. Excluding drugs, mental illness and other pathogenic factors, the cause can only be attributed to air pollution.

The scale of the latter three mass hysterias is relatively small, the locations are scattered, and they are also based on family units. When the patients get sick, they run excitedly and frantically until they faint. I think it is very similar to dancing hysteria. The hospital attributed their etiology to some unknown family Sexual genetic disease.

I just thought it was weird at the time, because the symptoms and scale didn't fit the 'dancing' and 'collective' of Karen's disease, so I didn't think much about it. "

Huang Jiang recorded his findings, and heard Cen Jin say thoughtfully: "Do you still remember the priest's curse? If the curse before his death is verified, the descendants of the people who participated in killing him back then will be infected with Karen's disease." , taking the family as the unit, due to the small scale, inconsistent symptoms, and different onset times, it has not been noticed.

After the death of the family of four, Leni's family was still troubled by Karen's disease. She dictated "until the apostles bring judgment and forgiveness", which is what the pastor said before his death. It should not be a lie. "

Huang Jiang only cared about the record and didn't comment on it.

Wu Lan pointed to the display screen outside the restaurant and said: "The exorcist priest named David used to be an online celebrity with weird live broadcasts. He went to a small village where Karen's disease broke out and predicted in advance that the village would be wiped out. After the prophecy came true, he exploded and entered Hollywood to develop, but finally joined the Holy See quietly. He said that he would participate in the music festival because the organizing committee invited him to be a judge and teacher."

"Prophecy is the basic skill of strange people such as gods and saints. This man named David may know something." Wang Lingxian knocked on the table, and his gaze accurately shot at the face on the display screen: "Close to him and tie him up if necessary." .”

"I agree," said the Totem.

Others said they had no objections, Ding Yiqing did not participate and just watched the show with his cheeks propped up.

Cen Jin lowered his eyes, fiddled with the small flowers on the edge of the tablecloth and said, "I don't care."

After dinner, Ding Yiqing invited Cen Jin to take a walk in the hotel garden on the fifth floor. The evening breeze was blowing, the sky was shining with stars, and the city lights were shining brightly. Cen Jin looked at the shining forest park in the distance, which was the venue of the music festival.

You don't have to go to the park in person, you can imagine the hustle and bustle of the scene just by watching the light show that is going on at the moment.

Thinking of having to perform on stage later, Cen Jin started to have stomach cramps.

Ding Yiqing said: "The relationship between the savior and the savior is competition."

Cen Jin snorted, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "I will not be the savior."

Ding Yiqing: "It's up to you, those crazy people have the final say."

"Do you think a group of psychopaths can control me?" Cen Jin felt very strange, and said, "In terms of madness, I guess I can't be as crazy as you. In terms of strength, you are also the best. I can do well in your hands. Why do you think Will I let a group of psychopaths arrange my character design and life?"

Huang Mao impatiently fiddled with the long hair that was blown to the face by the wind and muttered: "Besides, someone is robbing you of your job, can you bear it?"

Ding Yiqing raised his eyebrows.

"Did I say something wrong? They want me to be the only savior. You want to direct my life, push me to the center of the stage and make me the protagonist of the world's attention. You have the same nature." Cen Jin Nodding his head, he looked at him: "Can you bear it, Ding Yiqing? Your protagonist is being snatched away."

"I found..." Ding Yiqing said in an orderly manner, "You are becoming more and more confident."

"You exposed your weaknesses first." Cen Jin shrugged and leaned back against the fence and said, "I can't guess you most of the time, because the gap between you and me is thousands of years, and the distance in units of time is the distance in my mind. Domain development can't catch up with 100%, not to mention that there is still half of the transaction between you and me.

I tried to stop the transaction but failed, and even if you showed me liking, you didn't have any idea of ​​trying to stop the transaction. "

When he said this, Cen Jin looked intently into Ding Yiqing's eyes. The latter was motionless, but he looked back frankly. The beautiful and strange eyes were full of drowning tenderness, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was real or not. The emotions revealed are still from previous performances.

He felt that Ding Yiqing was often shrouded in mist, and his true emotions were rarely revealed. The face-changing technology was proficient, and occasionally he was lucky enough to capture a few strands of Ding Yiqing's true emotions.

Thinking back carefully, I was surprised to find that those palpable emotions were almost caused by him.

"I don't seem to be enough of a reason for you to break the principle. Your life is still at stake."

Ding Yiqing's gaze finally moved away from Cen Jin, and landed on the venue of the music festival where the grand light show was held. With a flash of his figure, he sat on the fence and looked at the sky in front of him. The method will tell you now, of course I have a secret, a plan, and a blueprint to achieve my goal, and no one can stop me from step by step towards the end of the blueprint."

He never revealed his real purpose in front of Cen Jin. At the beginning, he only frivolously said that he wanted Cen Jin's body. Likes, often hands-on when getting along, behaves ambiguously, but does not reveal half of planning related matters.

Cen Jin picked up the edges and corners and put them together, but he still couldn't make an outline, and he couldn't figure out Ding Yiqing's intention until now, so he still couldn't let go of his guard and give him full trust.

The corners of Ding Yiqing's lips were raised, the familiar smile was still on his face, and he said lightly, "But you will not die."

"reason?"

"The protagonist will not die."

Cen Jin held his breath and clearly felt his heart skip a beat. The fingers hanging by his side quietly curled up, and he asked as calmly as possible: "In your blueprint, do you take me as the main character?"

"In a script, the protagonist is essential, because he can promote the finale."

"Am I a tool man for the plot?"

"No." Ding Yiqing leaned over, looked at Cen Jin and smiled, his silver-white pupils reflected him: "If it weren't for you, no one would do. Cen Jin, you are definitely the unique protagonist."

"Who are you? The Queen Mother of the West, Zhulong, Di Shitian...these ancient gods all knew you, and you obviously have memories related to them, but you were sealed in Huangquan, and you were very familiar with the present world as soon as you came out. Too obvious violation——no, there is still a sense of violation. Your aesthetics and preferences are still decades ago. At first, I thought that you learned the knowledge of the world through old movies and influenced your preferences. In fact, you It is 'Ding Yiqing' who has been missing for more than 20 or [-] years, so your preferences tend to be retro and refined, and Eastern European aesthetics."

After a pause, Cen Jin snorted, "Little Bourgeois."

Ding Yiqing grabbed Cen Jin's hair and pulled it back. It was not rude, but a bit flirtatious. Cen Jin somehow felt that he was very skilled in this action.

"I'm just living a delicate life. Who like you can wear shirts and shorts casually."

"Don't interrupt me." Cen Jin shook his head, and gave up without breaking free from Ding Yiqing's hand. "Anyway, you lied to me. I asked you if you were 'Ding Yiqing', and you answered firmly no. I asked if I was someone that 'Ding Yiqing' was looking for, and you said no."

"I didn't say yes either."

Cen Jin clicked his tongue, and no longer had the patience to play tricks with him: "Just say so."

"I did not lie to you."

It just means no.Cen Jin was expressionless.

"Do you know why the Queen Mother of the West and Di Shitian called me crazy?"

"Because you're acting crazy."

"Because I was really crazy."

Cen Jin suddenly looked up at him.

Ding Yiqing turned his back to the light, with heavy emotions in his eyes, he clasped Cen Jin's head with his hands, and touched Cen Jin's temples with his cold fingertips: "Physiologically speaking, a lunatic is, in modern medical terms, a mentally ill patient. , Suffering from severe delirium, hallucinations, can't distinguish between reality and illusion, can't recognize faces... Really indiscriminate killing, a lunatic doesn't need reason, and he doesn't have that thing, so Queen Mother Xi and Old Zhulong are afraid of me.

During the dozens of days after waking up from the underworld, I didn't know who I was. Both 'Ding Yiqing' and the god named 'Lord of the Underworld' were distorted symbols in my eyes.

I said I didn't lie to you, because I couldn't tell the truth from the truth at that time. "

Cen later realized that the Ding Yiqing he met at the beginning was a pathological neuropathy, he couldn't even recognize who he was, and he was irrational.

If there is a slight mistake, others will be gone.

He actually lived in the same room with a seriously ill lunatic for such a long time?

Cen Jin touched his neck, but he was still alive.

"Why didn't you kill me then?" Cen Jin murmured.

Ding Yiqing's cold hand slipped down to Cen Jin's neck: "I'm also wondering why."

Why was he so crazy that he couldn't recognize him, and didn't kill him.

"Aren't you going to continue asking?"

Cen Jin was short of breath, and suddenly took two steps forward, turned his back to Ding Yiqing and shook his arms pretending to be relaxed: "Exposing people's scars, thunder strikes from the sky. Anyway, you are quite rational now, and you promise that I will not die, right? Other things follow me." It doesn't matter much, your blueprint and hero dream have nothing to do with me, and I can't change anything if I know it."

He waved his hands without looking back, and hurriedly said, "Daxian and the others are urging me. If you are interested, welcome to watch our performance."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and walked around the green plants, public tables and chairs, and quickly left the sky garden, and entered the external elevator. Cen Jin patted his forehead and wailed in a low voice: "It can't really be some unfinished love in the past life, the person Ding Yiqing is looking for Is it me? I'm only 20 years old, I can't make me look older than my teens and 20s for no reason. Isn't that a substitute? Did Ding Yiqing admit the wrong person?"

He slowly crouched in the corner of the elevator, like a moldy mushroom.

Too bloody.

No matter which kind of truth, the main color is dog blood. How could the problem of dog blood happen to a Sangpi?It's as outrageous as the idol drama Love Falls on a dead house who often stays up late.

Cen Jin held his head in his hands and was depressed, indecisive and used to avoiding things.

I have confessed that I have kissed each other, we have been living together for half a year, and we still have common property and children. This human society should hurry up and get married. No matter how bad it is, you have to give a status and introduce it generously. Going out, there are many twists and turns in the problem, and it is not something that can be solved simply by falling in love.

Huang Mao began to scratch his nails again and thought: "Di Shitian knows my other images, the key is how he got to know me. If there is a theory of soul reincarnation, is it possible that I lived in Kunlun 5000 years ago? No. No, if I lived in Kunlun, Zhulong, Queen Mother of the West, and Shanhai Kunlun shouldn’t be able to recognize me. After all, Di Shitian’s bad guy can recognize me, so he should know me through other channels.

The timeline is uncertain, who knows exactly when he met me, and what extraordinary identity I am... Wait, have I talked to Ding Yiqing? "

Huang Mao supported the tempered glass of the external elevator with both hands, his eyes were dull, full of self-doubt: "I've been messing around and giving up...?"

It's no wonder that he doubts himself so much, it's mainly due to the combination of Ding Yiqing's usual attitude towards him, which inexplicably interprets a bit of love-hate relationship, and occasionally reveals a bit of fragility, madness and teeth gnashing emotions of "you abandon me".

Just, understand everything.

Although Ding Yiqing is insane and fun-loving, sometimes he is very selfish and hides a lot of secrets in his heart, but he is quite good to him, of course not to the extent of asking for help, but after realizing that Ding Yiqing's blueprint is for Cen Jin Services.

For this, Huang Mao still appreciates it.

Facing Ding Yiqing's gentle and serious confession, it's not like he didn't have a heartbeat disorder.

"..." Cen Jin sighed, and muttered to himself: "How could you not be tempted?"

Who can resist the love of the gods and not be moved?

What's more, He is so focused on treating you as the most dazzling protagonist in the world. Among the millions of creatures, He is the only one who is the most special to you. die.

Who can refuse the favor of the gods?

Nobody can.

It's just because of the disparity in strength and the difference in species, and he never trusted him, so he extinguished the flickering little flame time and time again, but what should he do if one day he finds that all the reasons that delayed his love are being resolved one after another?

"What's tempting?"

Scared by the sudden question, the yellow-haired stalk suddenly turned his head, stared at the sudden appearance of Wu Lan, and denied quite short of breath: "...No."

Wu Lan smiled, pointed to the elevator and said, "This elevator has gone back and forth four or five times. If you stay in it and don't come out, the hotel manager should come out and call the police to drive you away."

Cen Jin patted the dust and got up and stepped out of the elevator: "Are you looking for me?"

Wu Lan: "It's time to go."

***

The music festival scene is full of people and colorful lights. There are a total of six entrances that are carefully checked by security guards. Outside the entrances, there are small vendors selling light sticks, light signs and other aid items.After the light show ended, people who had bought tickets entered the arena one after another, and soon the venue was full of people. The host was on stage to set off the atmosphere, while the contestants gathered in the background waiting to go on stage.

The six of Cen Jin finished dressing up, put on their costumes and concentrated in the corner of the backstage, listening intently to the screams outside and the chats of other teams in the backstage. Although they are Asians, they all have good looks and expensive equipment. Therefore, many participating teams regard them as strong opponents, and try to communicate with them from time to time.

The six people faced the visitor's eloquence in unanimous silence, until the other party couldn't bear it and left the stage in embarrassment.

Soon the behavior of these strange six people was regarded as arrogance, spread throughout the backstage, complaining endlessly, these six people could clearly hear it but still pretended not to understand, and tuned the pitch of their instruments on their own, except Huangmao.

Cen Jin didn't understand intonation, so he held the instrument and touched it around.

He doesn't know the price of this instrument, but it feels good in the hand, the sound is very crisp, it is a bit old, but it is well maintained, and the quality should be considered good.

Feeling around, he found letters engraved on the back of the headstock, turned it over, and saw that it was 'D&C', Cen Jin unconsciously touched the engraving and asked, "Wu Lan, where did these instruments come from?"

Wu Lan: "My aunt brought it here by air. She said it was the musical instrument used by their team to participate in the competition. Everyone can guess which big guy used the musical instrument in your hand."

Yu Wen: "I don't need to guess."

He is the lead singer, and the microphone is prepared on site. It is estimated that no one can keep the microphone for 20 years.

Totem sighed: "It's hard to imagine how my master, with a bald head and an advanced age of 40+, can participate in a rock music festival and still play drums." ", "Diamond Sutra."

"It's too stupid, maybe it's possible." Wang Lingxian pressed the electric piano and said, "Boss Long gave it to me. He said that he used this electric piano to seduce many first loves before."

Huang Jiang did not raise her head: "A few are rotten."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone turned to look at her.

Huang Jiang wondered: "What's wrong?"

Everyone shook their heads, and returned to the topic just now: "The boss is indeed very considerate. The master of the Tianshi Mansion resigned and ran away after only two years. He lost many things, but this electric piano is still there."

Wulan and Huang Jiang are the lead guitar and metal rhythm guitar respectively. They come from Wu Yujie and another boss, but the boss lives in Washington, he is a blond foreigner, and Wu Yujie specially borrowed this rhythm guitar for Huang Jiang.

Yu Wen looked around the room and found that all the partners had musical instruments used by the bosses, so he couldn't help but said, "It's a bit like inheritance."

Wang Lingxian: "?"

Yu Wen: "When the bosses were in their prime, they participated in the music festival for a mission. Now it's our turn. We still use the instruments that the bosses used. Isn't it a bit of a heritage? But I have a good voice, and I can definitely surpass my predecessors , won the top three."

Huang Mao was a little guilty holding the accompaniment guitar, but after thinking about it, the students were all half-level and relaxed again.

At this time, a team dressed in gothic clothes stopped in front of them, and the young man at the head greeted them in surprise: "Hi, Huang Biqi! We meet again."

Huangmao looked and recognized them as the 'Black Goat' band that the ghost train met, and greeted them sleepily.

The Black Goat Band liked them very much. After expressing their joy and blessings, they left contentedly. When they went on stage to perform later, they found that they were ranked second.

It had already been warmed up before the opening, and when the most famous Black Rabbit band made its debut on stage, the audience was even more passionate, screaming and rock roaring mixed together, the sweat was crystal clear, the drums were fierce, and a clear and loud high-pitched sound pierced the night sky. The atmosphere was heated to a climax.

The Black Goat Band, who were watching in the background, spoke enviously: "The rock geniuses who were born after the legendary rock band, can still lead rock to the peak in today's decline of rock and roll, and are destined to become another legendary band."

Captain: "This is every rock musician's dream."

The lingering sound is not over, and this is the dream they have been pursuing for many years, but unfortunately there are very few bands that can make it.

After the song is over, the atmosphere is heated.

The Black Rabbit band did not step down, and used their last champion's authority to invite Huang Mao and his band to perform on stage: "...let us welcome 'ghost', the resident band of the speakeasy!"

Saul, Hongzhuan and others greeted Huang Mao and his improvised band with warm smiles. Amidst the cheers of thousands of people on the stage, they walked to the center of the stage. Can'.

The huge crowd and the lights seem to turn into harsh noises, roaring in the ears.

Cen Jin had never touched a guitar before. Under the gaze of thousands of people, he felt a sense of suffocation. The whole figure was immersed in the vast deep sea. His gaze drifted away. Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a person sitting on a sound shelf on the left.

Looking up suddenly, I saw Ding Yiqing in a tailored suit, holding a black umbrella with his right hand, and taking off his hat with his left hand to salute. No matter the lighting engineer, photographer or audience present, they were all blind and couldn't see him.

... Except for the noisy sound, the elevated is indeed the best viewing platform on site.

The new round of opening remarks ended, with the first sound of Wulan's lead guitar as the beginning of the performance, followed by Wang Lingxian's electric piano, Huang Jiang's rhythm guitar, the rhythmic drums and Yu Wen's deep smoking voice. The first French ballad.

Huangmao has a blank expression and question marks all over his head. What he agreed to doesn't understand the rhythm. Is it the first time he plays guitar and drums?It turned out that the students were not modest when they said they wanted to win the championship, and he was the only one who was serious about being a chicken?

How about playing the guitar?When is the accompaniment?I didn't say anything about the performance beforehand, so why did they all look like they had rehearsed many times in advance?

Cooperate quite tacitly.

Huang Mao pressed the strings and remained still for a long time. Looking at the friends having fun, he retreated subconsciously, but for some reason, the lens of the rocker camera suddenly pointed at him, zooming in on his face on the square display screen, cheering People screamed a hand for him shaking the lights.

But he remained motionless, and more and more viewers discovered the problem, and disharmonious booing soon appeared in the crowded crowd.

Huang Mao wanted to retreat, but the Black Rabbit Band blocked his way intentionally or unknowingly, surrounded him like wolves surrounding their prey, and forced him to approach the center of the stage step by step.

Wang Lingxian and the others seemed to have discovered a problem. Wu Lan and Huang Jiang were obviously moving in this direction, and there were more and more questions on and off the stage.

The director of the recording was worried that the music festival would be destroyed, and just about to notify the photographer to change the lens, someone behind him smiled and said, "I think this is a good way to shoot."

The director looked in surprise at the young man who suddenly appeared. He had a pair of golden vertical pupils whose identity could be guessed just by looking at them——

"David."

David palmed: "This is a group of young people full of passion and dreams. We should not cruelly deprive them of their dreams. Are you right?"

"..." The director smiled, "Yes."

The discussion became louder and louder, and the atmosphere of the two bands on the stage was suddenly tense. At the moment when the lights and the camera were aimed at Huangmao at the same time, Ding Yiqing, who was originally far away from the sound elevated platform, appeared on the stage, with his hands behind his back, and leaned forward. Moaning with a smile.

"We didn't have rehearsals before. We didn't know what song to sing when we came on stage for the first time. The lead singer just grabbed the microphone and sang... It's not so much singing as howling. We can only show our abilities and try our best to help the lead singer make it through."

This lead singer is really confident.

"No one is more confident than him." Ding Yiqing seemed to be able to hear Cen Jin's inner slander, and agreed very much.

The problem is that he is not the lead singer now, and his teammates are still very good, so he can't hold back.

Cen Jin moved his lips, but didn't say what was in his heart.

"They played blindly."

"?"

"There was no rehearsal in advance, no notice, did they all have a tacit understanding?"

"Really?"

Ding Yiqing stroked on the guitar strings, and a string of nice tunes was expanded, but in the eyes of the audience, it was Huangmao's performance. The surrounding members of the Black Rabbit band looked at him and his teammates solemnly.

Covered by Ding Yiqing next to him, Cen Jin had the confidence to straighten his back, carefully distinguish the composition of the audience, and found that most of the audience danced and danced, while a small number of people seemed to have doubts. The group of people was reduced by half immediately.

Cen Jin gradually let go of his hands and feet, and strummed the guitar as he wished. At the end of the song, he was still intoxicated with himself, thinking that he also had a little musical talent in his bones.

The audience cheered loudly, the lights were dazzling, Wang Daxian and others panted slightly, sweat rolled down their chins, and looked down at the crowds, the aura was like a superstar, and Cen Jin, who was a little wet, was a little uncomfortable in the middle, until Saul gritted his teeth and asked them what happened just now What tune is playing.

Yu Wen groaned, raised his hands high, made a rock gesture, and whispered by the way: "Chinese folk songs, translated into French."

Wang Daxian stood handsomely: "Moonlight Song."

Wu Lan and Huang Jiang smiled: "The song we usually practice." Miao song for controlling Gu insects.

Totem pondered: "I tried to play the tune of the Diamond Sutra with a drum."

The Black Rabbit band is sluggish.

Cen Jin: "..." Everyone plays with their own feelings, it's really nonsense.

How do they maintain this 'I'm a superstar' self-confidence?

Wang Daxian: "It's just a warm-up show. If you hit the stage, you will smash the stage. It's important to show my demeanor to the fullest."

Wu Lan: "My people are all waiting to see us promote Miaoqu culture. I heard that the music festival will be broadcast live simultaneously. I don't know if they can see it."

Totem did not speak, immersed in the shock of the Tibetan scripture tunes being adapted into drum music.

Cen Jin: "So many songs are mixed together, how come no one finds something wrong?"

Saul gritted his teeth: "Because we racked our brains to help you bring back the messy tune!"

"Oh, thank you."

The Black Rabbit suddenly had a heart attack.

Just when they were about to step down, Cen Jin caught a glimpse of Ding Yiqing standing still, looking at a certain direction of the auditorium with an unpredictable expression. The audience danced like they were on drugs.

Originally, there was intense music covering it, and the frenzied behavior of the audience was not found to be abnormal. At this moment, the music stopped and other audiences entered a short rest, which instead brought out the abnormality of the audience in that area.

Cen Jin looked serious: "Daxian, do you think the audience in the upper right area looks like symptoms of Karen's disease?"

Wang Daxian and the others also noticed that the area was abnormal. They all stopped and stared at the lively audience with serious faces. The Black Rabbit Band, other audiences, the backstage band and the working group also found something was wrong.

The director's face was ugly: "Is it mixed with drugs?"

The music festival is a place for group carnivals. Some people will secretly take drugs in pursuit of excitement. Every year, the music festival kills countless people. Strictly guarding against sticking to it will still bring in many addicts.

"Tell the security guards to hurry over and bring everyone down!"

After repeated orders, no one responded, the director was simmering with anger, and when he was about to explode, he saw the assistant director's face turned pale: "It's not drugs, it's an accident. They have been dancing for more than an hour. Look at their painful expressions. , It seems that I can't control my body at all."

The crane camera was aimed at the audience, and the scene of them dancing like walking corpses was enlarged to the audience, and the pained expressions and bloody toes were shot in close-up, and the terrifying atmosphere instantly permeated the entire music festival venue.

"—"

The audience of [-] spectators was silent.

The next moment, the eight screens in the arena changed their screens at the same time. First, the screen was black, and then a blond girl with a face full of cracks appeared on the light screen. Ears, showing sharp teeth.

"Suprise!" The blond girl's crisp and joyful voice resounded through the audience, then cleared her throat, coughed, and said playfully: "Since everyone is a music enthusiast and has the same hobbies as mine, I specially customize a best show for you all." The most unique show, a show called The Judgment."

She raised her index finger and blinked her eyes and said, "God is watching, don't be afraid, don't run away, and don't try to run away."

As soon as the words fell, the venue of the music festival was surrounded by dense fog, in which there were giant objects looming, and countless flashing red lights watched everyone like monster eyes.Some spectators in the arena were driven to a nervous breakdown by fear, rushed to the door with a scream, and were quickly torn to pieces by the giant in the thick fog.

But the giant got out of the thick fog and revealed its true colors. It looked grotesque and terrifying. There was a circle with a diameter of two meters in the middle, connected head to tail like a thick and long snake. There was an eye hanging in the center of the circle. The four eyes are connected to the atrium eye and the circle. The surface of the circle is covered with eyes, a bit like sugar grains on a donut. There are three pairs of huge white wings outside the circle.

If you ignore those round eyes, this monster can be regarded as the pinnacle of human aesthetics of symmetry.

At that moment, someone screamed, knelt down on the ground, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and prayed: "The Lord protects me from all disasters and protects my life." He was trembling but extremely devout, and he even pulled his friend to kneel and persuaded: " It is Yahweh who is judging the sins of the world, it is the servant of the Lord, it is the angel!"

The blond girl shrugged her shoulders and kept laughing, then suddenly raised her head, her smile was bright and evil: "Yes! They are angels, servants of Jehovah! We are the apostles who will judge the sins of the world in the name of the Lord!"

"The first sin, the world should guard against arrogance."

"Did you do it?"

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