Idol Writer of the Year?

The award is a bit of a surprise, but it's very reasonable.

People like Xia Biao will not have any objections when they get this award.

What made Shiyuan mind was what the host said.

"A witness to history", "to witness a major change"?

"Change"?

Could this be the "event" referred to in the mission text message?

Shi Yuan, Luo Yasen and others all focused their minds on the stage.

The host said with a smile: "Next, please come to the stage to accept the award!" ”

Two spotlights cast bright beams of light on Xia Bi, who was sitting in the first row.

Xia Biao obviously didn't expect the organizer to set up such an award, and when he was in shock, he felt a dazzling white light in front of him.

He was stunned and stood up. As a sign of respect, he took the trophy he had won yesterday and walked towards the stage step by step.

The huge auditorium was silent, and everyone's eyes were on him.

All Shi Yuan's ears heard was the sound of Xia Yao's footsteps.

His eyes were fixed on the trophy in Xia Yan's hand.

He remembered that Wu Boyuan had seen the image of the angel of hell in the trophy.

What does this mean exactly?

"If you are worthy of being a senior, I knew that you would definitely be a blockbuster!" Shen Xunkun was even more excited than he won the award, and suddenly said loudly.

Xia Yan's steps were very slow, as if he was doubting whether everything in front of him was real or illusory.

Shen Xunkun was excited and continued: "My predecessor once told me that people who like the supernatural are people who have sunshine in their hearts. Senior is such a person, he is a good person, and good people really have good rewards! ”

Shi Yuan looked at him and felt that he seemed to be a little incoherent, and there was no logic before and after speaking.

Watching Xia Biao get closer and closer to the stage, Shi Yuan felt more and more nervous.

What will happen?

"Great! Predecessor! I'm your biggest fan! Shen Xunkun shouted loudly again.

Shi Yuan felt a bolt of lightning slash through his mind.

What did he just say? People who like the supernatural are all people with sunshine in their hearts? However, I remember that Mr. Xia once said more than once that he had lost interest in the supernatural, could it be that his heart was no longer sunny? And why? Recall carefully, that point in time......

Shi Yuan was so anxious that he always felt that a firelight was in front of him, but he couldn't tell what was around the firelight.

"Senior ......"

Shen Xunkun was excited and nervous, clasped his hands together, and trembled with excitement.

His eyes were fixed on the stage.

Shi Yuan suddenly found that although he had been talking about "seniors" and the like, his eyes were not on Xia Yan, but on the host.

To be precise, it is to stare at the "Idol Writer of the Year" trophy in the hands of the host.

Xia Biao walked towards the host, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

The light in Shen Xunkun's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression became a little unfamiliar.

What was he expecting?

Shi Yuan subconsciously expanded the perception domain again.

In his perceptual domain, Shen Xunkun's figure is white, and he is indeed a living person.

But his performance is really weird to the extreme.

With the experience of many missions, Shi Yuan is very sure that there must be something wrong with this Shen Xunkun!

What is it? What exactly is the event that needs to be stopped?

At this moment, Xia Yan had already walked to the host's side, bowed slightly, and shook hands with the host.

The host was full of red light, raised the trophy in his left hand, and signaled to the audience.

That trophy!

Shi Yuanteng stood up, took out the crossbow without thinking, and aimed at the trophy.

The crossbow bolt broke through the air and hit the trophy accurately.

The trophy fell to the ground but was not damaged.

The host exclaimed, looked at Shi Yuan in surprise, and roared, "What are you doing?" ”

Xia Yan was also stunned, looked at the trophy on the ground, and then looked at Shi Yuan's solemn expression.

Suddenly, he realized something.

"Mr. Xia, leave that host!" Shi Yuan quickly ran towards the stage, shouting as he ran.

Xia Yan's face was shocked, and he immediately took a few steps back.

"Give me the trophy!"

Shi Yuan had already run to the stage and stretched out his hand to Xia Yan.

Xia Yan did not hesitate to hand the trophy in his hand to Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan grabbed the trophy and ran towards the black cylinder quickly.

Not to take it out, but to put it in.

The things that need to be "put in" are these two trophies!

Luo Yasen has also rushed to the stage. He picked up the trophy that had fallen to the ground, and rushed to the black cylinder with Shi Yuan.

Almost at the same time, two trophies were thrown in.

"Quick! Close the lid! ”

Shi Yuan picked up the lid next to him and covered it vigorously with Luo Yasen.

The black cylinder suddenly began to shake violently, as if two monsters were struggling and roaring inside.

Shi Yuan and Luo Yasen held down the lid tightly, almost exerting all their strength.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang inside.

Immediately afterward, silence ensued.

Inside, exploded.

Almost at the same time, a deafening death knell sounded.

Shi Yuan and Luo Yasen were shocked and took out their mobile phones.

There is only one sentence in the text message.

"Successfully prevented the event that triggered the ghost kill."

Shi Yuan looked at Shen Xunkun in the first row, and saw him lying on the table, as if he had fallen into a coma.

The entire auditorium suddenly erupted in the screams and roars of countless ghosts, which sounded terrifying.

Shi Yuan and the others looked around in amazement, only to find that the hundreds of spectators here began to distort and melt, and finally dissipated into the air.

The auditorium, back to tranquility.

Here, there is no audience at all, no hosts. Yes, but the seven people they were pulled into the mission.

Everyone remained still, as if waiting for the coming storm.

However, the storm did not come.

The killing of ghosts has been stopped, and this is just an ordinary auditorium. It's just that because there is no "staff" of the organizer, all the lights and amplification equipment have stopped working at the same time.

The auditorium was plunged into darkness, with only a glimmer of light peeking in through the cracks in the curtains.

Xia Yan's face turned pale, he knew that he had almost entered the ghost gate just now.

"Great...... We...... survived......"

I don't know how long it took, Yang Chuying said in a trembling voice.

Shi Yuan and Luo Yasen finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked back to the audience from near the black cylinder, and slumped in their chairs.

"That's a blast canister." Luo Yasen smiled bitterly and said.

I don't know when, Xia Yan also walked to the side of a few people and sat on the chair, the shocked expression on his face was still there.

"How do you know there's something wrong with those two trophies?" Xia Yan looked at Shi Yuan suspiciously.

"Mr. Xia, we have analyzed before why you suddenly lost interest in the supernatural. You said that the feeling gradually became stronger, and if you push it back, it should have changed the moment you won the award. Shi Yuan said.

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