Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Wow!

As if bursting through a layer of foam, Lin Hun felt his body loose and he had already arrived in the basement of Moon Bay.

Behind him.

The door made of blood, as if the task had been completed, suddenly collapsed into a place of smelly blood, disappearing on the canvas of despair.

With the disappearance of the door map, a small pattern appeared on the canvas of despair.

Raising his hand to take off the canvas, Lin Hun found that there was an extra attribute on the canvas.

[Picture of the door: The death arena lounge. 】

[Explanation: Your blood obsessed the Canvas of Despair, and the deep power left a clear mark on this canvas. Canvas of Despair said that you only need to use blood to paint and call again, and it will open the door for you, although it is a bit It hurts, but it's nothing.]

"How do I feel like Tang Seng?"

Looking at the attributes on the desperate canvas and the lower right corner turned into a little fat man with a thumbs-out and an enchanting smile, Lin Hun raised his eyebrows.

Desperate Butcher Knife has become addicted to his own blood. It has become the number one dogleg. If he feeds a little blood every day, he can use it casually.

At the beginning, the paper man also expressed interest in his birthday.

Now the Canvas of Despair also left you with a brand similar to a permanent portal because of his blood.

This gave Lin Hun a new understanding of the power of his organs.

The power of his organs can not only suppress the tricks, but also erode the ghosts.

It seems that you can also feed curse items, so that these guys will become their own good helpers willingly.

"Is this another use of organs?"

With a slight smile, Lin Hun rolled the canvas of despair and put it in his backpack.

He looked up and found that the dilapidated door in the basement had shattered.

Only one broken door frame remained there.

In the door frame, a horrible humanoid relief appeared to be struggling, which made people shudder.

However, Lin Hun did not feel the slightest supernatural power on the embossment of this human figure.

"Is the door appearing because of this guy? Then why is the door broken? Is it because the guy who opened the door ran out of grievances? The door is still a consumable?"

Raising his hand to touch the relief irrigated by cement, Lin Hun applied a little force.

Taste!

The dense cracks spread and soon became covered with reliefs.

Wow!

The embossment shattered, and a disgusting body smell came from it, making Lin Hun cover his nose and take a step back.

"Nothing...1."

He found that the broken relief was just a stone shell with nothing inside, and there was no human body as he thought.

In other words, there were human corpses here.

But because of the opening of the door, this suspected Creeper Pan's corpse was used as fuel for the door to work, and disappeared without a trace.

"In this way, the canvas of despair seems to be more useful than imagined.

Discovering this, Lin Hun realized the preciousness of the canvas of despair.

Because compared with ordinary doors, the use time of this canvas is permanent.

After checking the basement again and confirming that there was nothing missing in this basement, Lin Hun pushed open the door of the basement and came to Moon Bay.

It was late at this time, and the entire Moon Bay was completely dark.

There is no moon today, and a little bit of stars cannot illuminate the dark night sky.

The dark neighborhood is full of horror.

But in Lin Hun's eyes, this community is very warm, because this is his home of choice.

Although there is no one else, it is a happy thing to have a place to stay in such a terrifying world.

"Maybe I should build this place."

Walking on the empty road and looking at the dark houses, Lin Hun thoughtfully.

He remembered that he had killed Brother Long.

Because there is no security, the current Moon Bay is too easy to be invaded.

Especially when all the tricks in this community have been cleaned up by him, almost anyone who comes to this community will not be in danger.

And because of the broken "door", the real horror who seemed to be watching Moon Bay could no longer focus on this place.

This has become a real safety zone.

Lin Hun doesn't want the lair he made out of his life to be invaded every day.

Therefore, he needs to make changes in this place.

He took out the seeds of Hunhuai.

"This seed suppresses the tricks and absorbs the tricky negative emotions to grow. If I plant this seed here, then catch some tricks and raise them in the community, wouldn't it be possible to get a special artificial scene?"

Lin Hun thought of what happened to him in Dahuai Village.

The "people" in that village are all tricks.

It's just that because of the master of the suona, these tricks have undergone a certain change, and all of them have become paper men.

So that Hunhuai hasn't absorbed many treacherous negative emotions for so many years, and hasn't grown too much.

Otherwise, Dahuai Village is definitely not the way it was when he entered.

"Try it."

With a decision in his mind, Lin Hun directly implemented the action.

He returned home, took a shovel and a hoe, another bucket of water, and came to the open space in front of the villa.

Moon Bay is a high-end villa area.

There is a lot of green land.

But because no one has managed it for so long, the weeds on the green ground are almost growing taller.

Lin Hun looked at the weeds all over the ground and silently released the shadow double.

Following his control, the shadow stand-in took out the sickle of abomination and began to mow the grass.

Lila!

It is very sharp to hate the sickle, and the ability to mow the grass is not bad.

Moreover, it was aoe injury, and under the wave of the shadow double, patches of weeds were cut off.

The cut weeds quickly withered and rotted under the action of the hatred sickle, directly completing the process of corruption and enhancing the fertility of the land.

*""Huh? This sickle seems to be good for farming.

Lin Hun was a little surprised when he discovered this.

He felt that he had developed a new use for the hatred sickle.

The efficiency of the shadow double is very high. It only took an hour to clean up a large area of ​​weeds.

Looking at the fertile green land, Lin Hun nodded with satisfaction, and decided to plant other crops on other green land after planting the locust tree.

Carrying a hoe, he loosened the soil for the greenery.

Lin Hun picked up the shovel, dug a hole, and planted the seeds of the locust tree.

Cultivate soil and water.

Looking at the small soil bag that has been planted.

Lin Hun rubbed his chin, thoughtfully.

"The soul locust is a supernatural plant, so can this plant also be cultivated with my (Wang Li Zhao) blood? Adding some resentment crystals should be able to make it grow faster."

Lin Hun didn't know whether his guess was reliable.

But it does not prevent her from trying.

Seeing that there is still a half bucket of water left.

He took out a fragment of resentment crystal, and directly squeezed the crystal into powder with his fingers.

Sprinkling the powder into the bucket, Lin Hun took out the rainy night butcher knife again, and cut a hole in his troubled finger.

The familiar geese had plucked their hairs. After a few drops of blood, the butcher knife left Lin Hun's fingers.

Lin Hun squeezed his fingers. After squeezing a few drops of blood into the bucket, the wound on his finger had healed.

"Try it.

A finger stirred the remaining water in the bucket.

Lin Hun picked up the bucket and poured the added water on the seeds of the locust tree.

"The rest is waiting."

After doing all this, Lin Hun looked at the horizon faintly shining.

He knew that the night was coming to an end.

A new day is coming soon. body.

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