Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　There was darkness all around.

　　Going through the darkness where you can't see the outside.

　　Lin Hun's body lightened, and he had come to the forest house in the ghost village.

　　"Xiang Gong~"

　　Qing 293 Ling's elegant voice came, and Lin Hun saw a pale face appear on the mouth of the coffin.

　　Red lips, dark eyes, delicate and gentle.

　　Yin Shuang'er was different from any woman he had ever seen, after completing the step of the bridal chamber.

　　became very obedient and obedient.

　　Even if her eyes would roll out from time to time with frightening horror and resentment.

　　But when facing Lin Hun, all she showed was the obedience and kindness unique to ancient women.

　　"Shuang'er, did you miss me?"

　　Hearing Lin Hun say such words, Yin Shuang'er's face turned slightly red, her expression a little shy, but she nodded honestly.

　　Although she hadn't seen each other for only one day, the newly married she misses Lin Hun very deeply.

　　If it wasn't for some kind of restriction, she really hoped to be able to accompany Lin Hun all the time.

　　Unfortunately, the current situation does not allow her to do so.

　　"Hey."

　　Seeing her shy appearance, Lin Hun couldn't help but smile.

　　Having such a lady is also a pretty good thing for him.

　　Sit up from the ghost coffin.

　　Lin Hun looked at the current Lin Mansion.

　　He found that at this time, the Lin Mansion had already held the ghost marriage.

　　All those blood-red ornaments have been removed.

　　All layouts (bfdd) are all back to normal.

　　The only thing that is different from reality is that there is no difference between day and night.

　　It is always night.

　　It is necessary to have lanterns to shine to see the situation in the house.

　　And these lanterns are also supernatural objects.

　　Lin Hun could feel it under the influence of the lights of these lanterns.

　　The supernatural power in his body is boiling slightly.

　　A certain degree of reinforcement occurred.

　　"So, is this a split scene for my private scene?"

　　Lin Hun looked at Yin Shuang'er who was staring at him affectionately, and smiled at her.

　　took her hand.

　　Go to the bedroom together.

　　Now that I've come to the ghost village, it's too outrageous not to be gentle.

　　Although Yin Shuang'er's body was still a little cold.

　　But I don't know if it's because of being watered by metamorphic essence.

　　Her body didn't affect herself as much as last time.

　　Some rain.

　　Lin Hun put on his clothes and asked Yin Shuang'er, who was also wearing a wedding gown.

　　"Ma'am, where did you put that door?"

　　"The guy in that door is not very honest. The slave family has already suppressed him in the ancestral hall. Do you want to see Mr. Xiang?"

　　"Well, take me there."

　　After dressing, the two left the bedroom and walked towards the ancestral hall.

　　along the way.

　　A paper figurine with the appearance of a famous servant, seeing the arrival of the two people, stopped and saluted, extremely respectful.

　　Completed ghost marriage.

　　Yin Shuang'er completed some kind of transformation.

　　Not only did her strength not weaken in the slightest, but instead became stronger.

　　It can be seen from these paper figures under her control.

　　Now the paper figurines in the Lin Mansion have become more refined, and the aura around them is also more gloomy.

　　The overall strength is more than a star and a half stronger than before.

　　Under the guard of these paper figures, the entire ghost village forms a whole field.

　　And the ruler of this field is Yin Shuang'er.

　　"Master, we are here."

　　Under Yin Shuang'er's lead twice, the two quickly came to the ancestral hall.

　　This ancestral hall is a classic old-fashioned ancestral hall.

　　High walls and black tiles, the atmosphere is solemn.

　　Only in this shrine.

　　A clown blood gate with colorful lights flashing, and it is extraordinarily abrupt.

　　On both sides of this clown's blood door, there are two extraordinarily powerful, angry-eyed vajra-like paper figurines guarding them.

　　Under the scrutiny of these two paper figures.

　　The smile of the clown on the blood gate has become much stiffer.

　　"He is at the door."

　　Yin Shuang'er looked at this blood door, the tenderness on her face had disappeared, and only the deep cold was left.

　　Thick resentment rippled around her, and the air became biting.

　　Mori cold, resentment, viciousness.

　　The intense emotions made the air of the ancestral hall dark.

　　The terrifying supernatural aura formed a substantial frost, which made a faint frost emerge from the blood-colored clown's door.

　　At this time, Yin Shuang'er was her true appearance.

　　In the ghost village, her strength may not be able to match even the black disaster.

　　"I want to go in and talk to the guy inside. You can help me out, and if something goes wrong, help me."

　　Lin Hun took two steps forward and pushed open the blood door.

　　A burst of out-of-tune playground music loomed from the door.

　　"I'll go in with Xianggong."

　　After listening to Lin Hun's words, Yin Shuang'er said with a worried expression.

　　"There is the other party's domain, it is very dangerous."

　　"area……"

　　This brand new term made Lin Hun narrow his eyes.

　　He secretly memorized the word and shook his head at Yin Shuang'er.

　　"You will also be restrained by the other party when you go there. In this case, your blockade of Him will be flawed, which is not good. Listen to me, you wait for me here."

　　"...Okay, Xianggong, but please take this with you."

　　After a while of silence, Yin Shuang'er nodded. She took out a fragrant blood-colored purse from her arms and handed it to Lin Hun.

　　"It's traction. If you're in danger, open it, and I'll come to your rescue."

　　【Driving the heart】

　　【Star Rating: ★★☆】

　　[Attributes: Heart-to-Heart Pulling Ⅴ, Paper Resentment Resistance Ⅴ, Love Unlimited Ⅴ]

　　[Explanation: Every stitch and every thread is full of thoughts and love for you. This kind of thing that is so rare and almost non-existent to Weird has created this outrageous prop. 】

　　"Thank you."

　　Picked up the purse, looked at its properties, and sniffed the dark fragrance on it.

　　Lin Hun smiled at Yin Shuang'er, whose face was a little red, and put the purse into his arms.

　　"Then, I'll go."

　　Turning around, Lin Hun stepped into the blood gate and disappeared.

　　"Master, I will wait for you."

　　Standing in front of the blood door, Yin Shuang'er's expression became cold and dead, and the cold air kept spreading in all directions with her as the center.

　　The phantoms of paper figures gradually appeared in the ancestral hall, surrounding the blood gate in the middle. .

Chapter 196

　　"Welcome to the Thriller House~"