Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

The gloomy sky, the cold rain.

There is an inexplicable sadness in the air

As if the sky was crying.

Walking on the muddy path.

Lin Hun pulled up the hood of the soul costume to block the rain.

These rainwaters carry the supernatural dampness and cold, which can decompose human skin and flesh, soak people's bones and muscles, making people's bodies gradually decay, turning into living corpses in the rain, and losing their minds.

Fortunately, the ceremonial costume of the soul on his body has a strong ability to isolate this kind of rain.

It also allows him to have the qualifications to walk in this dream copy.

"Three days."

Looking at the village in the rain not far away.

Lin Hun frowned slightly.

He didn't expect this dream copy~ to be so troublesome.

It took me three full days, and I didn't get the fur of this dream.

"It seems to be here this time-for a long time.

He let out a sigh of nothing, Lin Hun was very helpless.

After entering this dream copy, one's own destiny became very weak.

Apart from reminding him where there is danger, there are no other hints.

With this reminder, Lin Hun was a little skeptical that destiny was using the ability to see through the future.

The eyes are weak.

Lin Hun put his hope in the system.

But the Goubi system is also a chicken thief. After he casually gave him a dream exploration mission, he was silent.

Yes.

It is the kind of reminder that there is neither task reward nor failure penalty.

It's outrageous.

The abnormal performance of the vision of destiny and the system made Lin Hun aware of the troubles of this dream copy.

The only good news is that his Wujiang is still usable.

He can leave this dream at any time.

"Go and see in the village.

For three days, Lin Hun was not idle either.

He circled around this dilapidated village many times, keeping all the roads and dangers in his mind.

now.

He is about to start to attack this copy.

Stepping on muddy water.

Lin Hun walked into the village.

As the village enters.

The rain in the sky stopped suddenly.

Only the cloudy sky was left, exuding low moisture.

Villages that are obviously deserted in the outside world.

Here it is intact.

However, the atmosphere in the whole village was gloomy and bleak.

All the villagers walking in the village were frowning and sighing.

A look of hopelessness in life.

The appearance of Lin Hun did not attract the attention of these villagers.

They each lowered their heads, doing their own things.

Just assume Lin Hun doesn't exist.

Lin Hun who discovered this raised his eyebrows and asked a villager to speak.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him, about to grab his neck.

Snapped!

Raised his hand at will and grabbed this slender wrist.

Lin Hun turned to look at the owner of the arm.

It was a tomboy in a Taoist robe.

At this moment, she pointed at Lin Hun's palm with a grin, made a release gesture, and at the same time made a silent motion.

"........"

Seeing her movements, Lin Hun was silent for a while, took her hand and walked into the room where she was.

As the door of the room closed.

The tomboy in the Taoist robe finally made a sound.

"Let go of your hand, you hurt me."

Although the tomboy is dressed like a boy, her voice is crisp and sweet.

It looks like a new cantaloupe, sweet and pleasant.

"Why are you attacking me?"

Lin Hun didn't let go. He looked at the tomboy with his eyes slightly raised.

This fake baby is human.

This is the second time he has encountered humans in the world beyond.

The first time he met Chuntao pretending to be his maid.

The dog is now on a leash.

This time he unexpectedly encountered a human in the dream copy.

have to say.

Good luck.

"Who attacked you, do you know that you almost triggered the murder rules in this village just now, if it weren't for me, you might be dead now!"

The tomboy rubbed his wrists with a purple handprint, his expression was full of anger.

At the same time, there was a gleam of shock in her eyes.

As a moral master who controls ghosts, her body has long been inhuman.

It's not something normal people can hurt at all.

However, the man in front of him only scratched her slightly, which caused her to be injured, and the ghost power in her body also disappeared.

This made her realize one thing.

The man in front of me.

Looks like a master.

"The rules of killing? It seems that you know a lot, so do you know that this world is a dream thing?"

Lin Hun's eyes narrowed after hearing what the tomboy said.

"Of course, I was ordered by my teacher to come here to prepare sacrifices for this village."

The tomboy nodded, frowned and looked at Lin Hun, and said solemnly.

"So, what are you doing here?"

The man in front of him was very strong and suspicious. He didn't even smell the fragrance of retreat.

The tomboy now wondered for a time how the guy in front of him sneaked into the world without the incense of soul escape.

"I? Naturally came to solve the troubles in this village."

Lin Hun looked at the tomboy in front of him, and had a new idea in his mind.

He was a little curious as to how the living people in this world came from. Dry.

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