Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Chapter 67 “Meat” stewed by “mother”

“The phone is gone, but the task prompt popped out of my mind directly. Is this a limitation of a special scene?”

Looking down at the clothes on his body that are very periodical, Lin Hun’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“This dress”

This suit on him has the style of the Republic of China, but he is not sure if it is really the clothes of the Republic of China.

Because of his understanding of the Republic of China era, all of them stayed on the TV programs with the background of the Republic of China.

“The time has also changed from night to day. The mission time is still tomorrow. It seems that the special scene this time is really special.

Stand up and feel the organ power that has not been affected.

Lin Hun had a bottom in his heart.

Don’t care how special this particular scene is.

As long as the power of the organ is present, he has the ability to fight against problems.

The next thing to do is that soldiers will come to cover the water and soil, and act according to the situation.

“Hunzi! Your mother calls you to go home for dinner!”

As he was thinking, Lin Hun heard a child’s cry. He looked up and found that at the edge of the cornfield, a kid with a mucus was waving at him.

“Oh! Got it!”

Seeing this kid in 27, Lin Hun had a small memory inexplicably.

Dog eggs.

My cousin is the one who is younger and older.

“Implanted memory? It’s a bit different from the last two special scenes.”

After absorbing this memory, Lin Hun’s expression remained unchanged, but he was vigilant in his heart.

In the special copy, any kind of special place has its own meaning.

It may be good, but it may be bad.

You must be very careful.

Leaving the cornfield, Lin Hun came to Gou Dan’s side.

“Let’s go.”

Although he knew the identity of Goudan, Lin Hun did not get the memory of his “home”.

If you want to go back, you must let this kid act as a leader for yourself.

“Um.”

Dogdan didn’t think too much, and walked towards the village with Lin Hun.

Dahuai Village is a small village, probably more than 50 households live.

At the entrance of the village, there is a large locust tree with luxuriant branches, blocking the sun and revealing a shade.

Because it’s lunch time, the chimneys of every house are faintly smoked, revealing a smell of life.

It is totally unbelievable that this is a dangerous special scene.

But Lin Hun soon discovered that it was wrong.

Although this village seems to be full of popularity, there is no one in sight.

Every family is cooking, but there is no sound.

This is very abnormal.

Lin Hun squinted his eyes and thought.

[You try to enter other villagers’ homes, you trigger the killing rules in Dahuai Village, and you are dead. 】

The reminder that came out in the future made Lin Hun silent.

“If you enter someone else’s house, you will die? It’s really harsh enough.”

After turning his gaze again, Lin Hun honestly retracted his gaze after discovering that the hint of future vision was death.

Following the dog eggs, Lin Hun quickly found his “home”.

This is a courtyard surrounded by mud walls. There are millstones, chicken coops, and a three-room thatched hut in the courtyard.

The door of the house is made of wooden boards, and the windows are made of wooden corrugated sheets with white paper.

The whole house is yellowish and full of age.

Goudan sent Lin Hun to the gate of the courtyard, waved his hand, and bounced away.

Seeing his leaving back disappear into sight, Lin Hun turned around and walked into his home.

The flat courtyard is very clean.

A pile of dried corn cobs was piled in the corner, and several hens croaked in the chicken pen.

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

Creak!

I don’t know if the wooden door was in disrepair, and it made a very loud noise when it opened.

As the door of the room opened, a strong smell of meat came over, making Lin Hun’s face change.

“Good smell”

The scent of meat is very fragrant, not the kind of corpse incense with deceptive mental effects encountered in the crazy hospital.

But in this scent, he smelled a very strange smell.

The taste of life The taste of human life.

“Son is back~”

The old voice sounded, making Lin Hun regain his senses. He followed the voice and found an old woman in peasant clothes looking at him kindly.

“The rice is ready. I will stew the meat for you today. Hurry up and eat it.”

………-

Silently glanced at the old woman, Lin Hun Lin Hun did not sit, but looked in the direction of the fragrance.

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

The bowl is filled with hot meals.

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

The aroma comes from these stews.

“Son, why don’t you sit down? My mother will cook for you.”

The kind voice sounded again, Lin Hun found that the old woman did not know when she had come behind her, and closed the door of the room.

“I’m not hungry.”

Lin Hun raised his eyebrows when he noticed this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

“This is this year’s new meat. It’s old and delicious. You have to try it.

As if not hearing Lin Hun’s words, the old woman stepped forward two steps, picked up a piece of fat that I didn’t know where it was with her chopsticks, and handed it over.

“Come on, mother, feed you.

“No need, I’m a little tired, so I will go back to the house and sleep.”

Lin Hun tilted his head, avoided the meat fed by the old woman, turned and walked towards the back room.

“Don’t go!”

A stiff and cold hand stretched over, trying to catch Lin Hun.

But when this hand reached halfway, it was caught by another big black claw.

“Don’t do anything.

Turning around, watching his face become as pale as a paper man, and the “mother” with two dizziness on his cheeks, Lin Hun’s expression was indifferent.

Behind him, the shadow body in a black suit was holding the paper man’s hand with one hand, and the other 630 was holding the sickle of abomination in the other hand and placed the sickle on the paper man’s neck.

Although the special copy limits Lin Hun’s curse items.

But it has no effect on the curse items on the shadow double.

“Or cut off your head.

“Hurry up and eat meat! Hurry up and eat meat!”

However, Lin Hun’s kind persuasion was of little use to this “mother”.

He struggled with his body, trying to escape the restraint of the shadow substitute.

Stabbed!

But the shadow double with stronger spiritual power is not something he can contend with.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing thick paper.

One of the arms of the paper man’s mother was directly torn off by the shadow body.

“eat quickly!”

The break of the arm made the paper man’s mother’s voice a bit weak, but his expression was already mad, and with the other hand holding the flesh, he kept approaching Lin Hun.

Huh!

Next second.

His head was cut off by the sickle of abomination.

The expressionless Lin Hun watched as a soul with a distorted expression was hooked out of the paper man by the mirror knife.

The appearance of this soul is no different from that of a paper man.

But the expression is even crazier.

He howled and wanted to continue to pounce on Lin Hun.

But he was scratched off again by the hatred mirror knife that stretched out from behind.

The headless soul was swallowed by a sickle in midair.

Only the tumbling head was grasped by the shadow body’s big black hands, pinched into a fingernail-sized fragment of grievance, and handed it to Lin Hun’s hand. . .