Global thriller: My organs have a mind of their own

"The phone is gone, but the task prompt is directly out of my mind, is this a limitation of a special scene?"

Looking down at the clothes with a sense of age on his body, Lin Soul's eyes narrowed slightly.

"This dress ......"

The clothes on his body have the style of the Republic of China era, but he is not sure if it is really the clothes of the Republic of China era.

Because of his understanding of the Republic of China era, all of them stayed on the film and television programs with the background of the Republic of China that he had watched.

"Time has also changed from night to day...... The mission time is still tomorrow, and it seems that this special scene is really special. "

Stand up and feel the strength of the organs that are not affected.

Lin Soul had a bottom in his heart.

It doesn't matter how special this particular scene is.

As long as there is the power of the organs, he has the ability to fight problems.

The next thing to do is to cover the water and earth with the soldiers, and act when the opportunity comes.

"Soul! Your mother is calling you home for dinner!"

Just as he was thinking, Lin Soul heard the cry of a small child, and he looked up to find that at the edge of the cornfield, a little kid with snot was waving at him.

"Oh!

Seeing this little ghost, a small memory inexplicably appeared in Lin Soul's mind.

Dog eggs.

's cousin is the kind of young and older person.

"Implanted memories? It's a little different from the last two special scenes. "

After absorbing this memory, Lin Soul's expression remained unchanged, but vigilance rose in his heart.

In a special dungeon, any kind of special place has its own meaning of existence.

It could be good, and more likely it was bad.

You have to be very careful.

Leaving the cornfield, Lin Soul came to the side of the dog.

"Let's go. "

Although he knew the identity of the dog, Lin Soul did not gain a memory of his "home".

If you want to go back, you have to let this little imp be your own guide.

"Hmm. "

The dog didn't think much about it, and walked towards the village with Lin Soul.

Dahuai Village is a small village, with more than 50 families.

At the entrance of the village, there is a large locust tree with lush foliage, which shades the sunlight and shines through the shade.

Because it's lunch time, the chimneys of every house are emitting misty smoke, revealing the smell of life.

It's unbelievable that this is a dangerous special scene.

However, Lin Soul soon discovered that something was wrong.

Although the village seems to be full of people, there is not a single person in sight.

Every house was cooking, but there was not a single sound.

That's not normal.

Lin Soul narrowed his eyes, and his heart moved.

[You try to enter another villager's house, you trigger the killing rules of Dahuai Village, and you die.] 】

The hint that popped up in the future vision made Lin Soul speechless.

"If you go into someone's house, you're going to die? "

After turning his gaze again, and finding that the hints of the future vision were all death, Lin Soul honestly withdrew his gaze.

Following the dog, Lin Soul quickly found his "home".

It is a courtyard surrounded by mud walls, with millstones, chicken pens, and a three-room thatched hut.

The doors of the house are made of wooden planks, and the windows are made of wooden flutes and pasted with white paper.

The whole house is yellow, full of a sense of age.

Goudan sent Lin Soul to the gate of the courtyard, waved his hand at him, and left in a hurry.

Seeing his departing back disappear from sight, Lin Soul turned around and walked into his home.

The flat yard was very clean.

A pile of sun-dried corn cobs was piled up in the corner, and a few hens were clucking in the hen pen.

Lin Soul looked at this very ordinary courtyard, was silent for a moment, and walked towards the thatched house.

Squeak!

I don't know if the wooden door is in disrepair, but when it opens, it makes quite a strange noise.

As the door opened, a rich smell of meat came to his face, making Lin Soul's face change.

"Good Fragrance ......"

The smell of meat is very fragrant, not the kind of corpse fragrance that you encounter in the mad hospital that has demagogic spiritual effects.

But in the midst of this scent, he smelled something very wrong.

The taste of life...... The taste of human life.

"My son is back~"

The old man's voice sounded, bringing Lin Soul back to his senses, and he followed the sound and found an old woman dressed as a peasant woman looking at him kindly.

"The rice is ready, I stewed meat for you today, you can eat it quickly. "

“............"

Glancing at the old woman silently, Lin Soul Lin Soul did not sit, but looked in the direction where the fragrance came from.

There is an old wooden stake there, on which are placed several enamel bowls.

Hot meals are served in bowls.

Wotou, pickled radish, pickle strips, and a large bowl of oily stew.

That aroma comes from these stews.

"Son, why don't you sit, my mother has cooked for you. "

The kind voice sounded again, and Lin Soul noticed that the old woman had come behind him without knowing when, and closed the door.

"I'm not hungry. "

Lin Soul, who found this, raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"This is this year's new meat, it's delicious, you want to try it. "

As if she hadn't heard Lin Soul's words, the old woman took two steps forward, picked up a piece of fat meat that she didn't know which part it was with her chopsticks, and handed it over.

"Come, mother, feed you. "

"No, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to sleep first. "

Lin Soul tilted his head, dodged the meat fed by the old woman, and turned around and walked towards the inner room.

"Don't go!"

A stiff, cold hand reached over, trying to grab Lin Soul.

But halfway through the hand, it was grabbed by another big black claw.

"Don't move your hands and feet. "

Turning around, Lin Soul, who looked at the "mother" Lin Soul, whose face had become as pale as a paper man, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks, was indifferent.

Behind him, a shadow double in a black suit is grabbing the paper man's hand in one hand and the abomination scythe in the other, placing the scythe on the paper man's neck.

Special dungeons limit the curse items of Forest Souls though.

However, it has no effect on the curse item on the shadow double.

"Or cut off your head. "

"Go eat meat...... Go eat meat!"

However, Lin Soul's kind persuasion was of little use to this "mother".

He struggled to break free from the shadow double.

Sting!

But a shadow double with more supernatural powers is not something he can compete with.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing thick paper.

One of the paper man's mother's arms was torn off directly by the shadow double.

"Hurry up and eat!"

The breaking of the arm made the paper man's mother's voice a little weak, but his expression was already crazy, and he used his other hand holding the flesh to keep approaching the forest soul.

Cha!

The next second.

His head was cut off by the sickle of abomination.

The expressionless Lin Soul watched as a soul with a distorted expression was hooked out of the paper figure by a scythe.

The appearance of this soul is indistinguishable from that of a paper figure.

But the expression is even more crazy.

He howled and wanted to pounce on the forest spirit.

But his head was knocked off again by the abomination scythe that came from behind.

The headless soul is engulfed in mid-air by a scythe.

Only the tumbling head was grabbed by the big black hand of the shadow double, pinched into a fingernail-sized fragment of resentment, and handed it into Lin Soul's hands.