Chapter 332
Leaving Lin Xining in that world, Divine Soul came to Heaven Beyond the Heaven.
Seeing Heavenly Dao cross-legged there, turning into a robot, also went to sit cross-legged opposite Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao opened his eyes, and Lin Xining looked at Lin Xining's eyes with no emotion.
The air all around can't help but become frozen, and the atmosphere is a bit unpleasant.
Lin Xining looked at Heavenly Dao who was looking at him, and suddenly stretched out his fist and hit it.
On the opposite side, Heavenly Dao appeared behind Lin Xining, and then directly used Source Power to imprison Lin Xining.
Forget it, this Heavenly Dao palm has a red line that can swim. The moment this line appears, he flexibly drills into Lin Xining's outer robe.
Finally, together with the graphic and text formed by the Heavenly Dao Seal of the world back to school, it was deeply imprinted on Lin Xining's robe.
The pattern is complete, then Heavenly Dao immediately took back the Source Power that had been unable to restrain Lin Xining. Then, as if nothing happened, he returned to sitting far away without expression and emotion.
Lin Xining, who hadn't been treated like this by Heavenly Dao for a long time, felt a little dissatisfied. So, half of it didn't say, he called Black Stone and threw Black Stone to Heavenly Dao.
That Heavenly Dao didn't seem to have expected Lin Xining to be like this, with a black stone hanging around his neck, unable to move even a little bit.
Lin Xining is happy now. Without even looking at Heavenly Dao, he pulled his robe and started studying.
Speaking of which, the patterns on his clothes are a bit too much.
The image and text of the tag-a-long space, the image and text of the Heavenly Dao Seal chapter of the ghost school world, the image and text of Heavenly Dao of this world just printed.
There are pictures and texts of the body of the green worm on his sleeves.
Compared with my solid-color outer robe before, my outer robe is almost like a new one.
His Divine Soul has become a real entity, and it is hard to see the feeling of'weakness' at the beginning.
Forget it, Lin Xining casually condensed a water mirror in front of him, looking at his face.
He touched his unchanging face, slowly placing his fingers on his forehead.
There is also a cloud pattern on his forehead, which he got in an ancient world with demons.
He can stay here so easily and freely now. The credit of the overwhelming majority is the credit of this moiré.
This moiré is probably given to him by Heavenly Dao of that world through the hands of others. The function is to prevent his Divine Soul from being dragged by the torrent of time between galaxies, allowing him to enjoy the world. More freedom on the road.
At least for now, he can choose a new galaxy by himself, instead of leaving a world and falling into a coma as he did at the beginning.
He now understands that the reason for his coma is the torrent of time remaining between the galaxies.
Although there is no existence between the galaxies that wants to hurt him, but if you want to walk between the galaxies, you must be able to withstand the erosion of the torrent of time.
Time torrents everywhere, and it also changes endlessly.
The weak Divine Soul cannot withstand the erosion of the torrent of time, and his consciousness will fall into a deep sleep under its erosion.
In this way, it is also a kind of self-protection.
After sleeping, Lin Xining will be like a gravel without any lifeform signs. It will follow the torrent of time and run around, and will finally be thrown into a new world by the torrent of time.
The moiré on his forehead is the perfect existence among the hundred methods that can resist the torrent of time.
How many space-time merchants can't ask for the perfect method!
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Thinking about this, Lin Xining is more satisfied with the moiré.
Forget it, he broke the water mirror. Walked to Heavenly Dao with a black stone hanging around his neck, unable to move even a little bit.
eyes slightly narrowed, reaching out to touch Heavenly Dao's neck, and then it will be black stone.
"Forget it, I'm leaving."
So, Lin Xining sent Blackstone back, and flew away by himself.
Here, Heavenly Dao, who finally couldn't feel the breath of the great avenue, showed a trace of fatigue on Mode's emotional face, silently holding his face to watch the silhouette of Lin Xining leaving, not knowing what he was thinking.
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Lin Xining, who had left, floated in this galaxy for a while, then found a world that looked good and plunged into it.
Entering the new world, Lin Xining's Divine Soul automatically gets into the body that matches his Divine Soul the most.
In this way, it took a second for Lin Xining to adapt to the new body. Then naturally follow the movements of the original body to finish the things in the hands.
The original body is a puppeteer, a famous puppet master in London in country Y. His puppetry was highly praised by the queen a year ago, and the original name has been well-known throughout the country.
But the other identity of the original body is not simple. The original body was once the mastermind of the serial murder case in country D. The original body killed 37 girls.
The corpse of the girl was finally made into a doll by a female student of her accomplices and came out temporarily.
At the time, it was discovered by the most famous star detective in Country D, and the female student was executed.
The original body escaped from country D by smuggling, and came to country Y not far away.
On the way, Hara also learned to make puppets. He also succeeded in learning puppet tricks with an elderly homeless man from country Y.
So, without any identification and some money only enough for him to eat and drink, the original body joined a circus.
Following the beginning of the circus in the whole country Y, by chance, it happened that the queen of the country did not praise the whole country Y and became famous.
After becoming famous, the original body used some despicable means to get out of the circus, and one person began to spend a lot of money to pack himself up and dress himself up as a desolate nobleman.
To make a living, I have to come out to make money.
Together with the melancholy eyes and extravagant appearance of the original body, for a time, the original body has won the favor of a large number of aristocratic women.
In this way, the original body is more like a fish back in water. He even got himself a legal identity through the black market.
In this way, the original body has no worries, and vainly wanders among the nobles. From time to time to engage in a large amount of money in the show circle.
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To be honest, Lin Xining doesn't care about the deeds of the original body. But I don't want to let the soul of the original body just get reincarnation.
So, Lin Xining started to contact Heavenly Dao of this world after performing according to the original routine and collecting some noble money at will.
Heavenly Dao of this world felt helpless after learning that Lin Xining had specifically sought him out for this matter.
Heavenly Dao took a look at Lin Xining, and then replied helplessly: "I am Heavenly Dao, and I am naturally the most fair to the entire world. The soul of the original owner of your body is early I will deal with him according to the established rules."
"You don’t have to come here specially. Although we have different personalities, Heavenly Dao will never tolerate anything on the World Rule. Exist."
"This is the iron law."
So, Lin Xining went back.
Since the soul of the original body cannot end well, he can continue to stay in this body with peace of mind.
It's just that the trouble this body has left in Country D may be found sooner or later.
So, Lin Xining has to solve the trouble.
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At this time, in the West Port of Country Y, a man wearing a black trench coat and a black hat came off the cruise ship silently carrying a black suitcase.
I stopped a car on the side of the road and said in a standard London accent: "Go to the Rose Hotel on Xinlan Road."
The driver who drove heard Putting away the heart that wanted to blackmail a wave, drove the car and parked steadily at the Rose Hotel on Xinlan Road.
The man took a twenty-pound denomination from his coat pocket and handed it over.
Forget it, the man got out of the car and raised his face that had been under his hat.
A young and handsome face was exposed.
His brown eyes looked at the rather cold Rose Hotel in front of him, and there was a trace of nostalgia.
At this moment, among the people passing by, a homeless man who looked particularly dirty came across from the side of the street.
The man felt the hand on his waist, his mouth raised a confident smile, carrying the suitcase and pushing away, the other free hand quickly grabbed the one he wanted to retract at his waist hand.
"Little child?"
The man grasped that hand, felt the thin and slender wrist, and whispered such a sentence.
The owner of the hand that was caught obviously didn't expect the target to be so alert this time, especially when he said his disguise.
So, the child had to struggle in a panic.
When the man saw this, he didn't seem to want to continue to entangle him. He casually let go of his hand and smiled and walked into the deserted Rose Hotel with a suitcase.
Outside the hotel, the child sitting on the ground was trampled on two feet by the passing'gentlemen' in suits and tuxedos, and then quickly returned to the corner where he was holding his hands in pain.
He rubbed the palm of his stomped hand at will, and stared at the pedestrians passing by.
Finally, as before, I stared at a man who was also walking with his head in a heavy suitcase.
This time, he succeeded very smoothly. Holding the man's wallet, he went back to the corner triumphantly, hid the money in the wallet, and then continued to stare at the next dazed target.
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In the Rose Hotel, the man walked in and looked around for a week, then walked to the dozing reception desk.
Finger tapped on the wooden table.
The child in a linen waistcoat who was dozing off immediately lifts the head, deliberately staring at the man with wide-eyed eyes.
"Hello May I ask if you can help me"
The child looked like he was about fifteen or sixteen, but he spoke softly and lazily.
However, the man didn’t say much. He glanced at the high price that had not changed, and took out the equivalent denomination from his wallet, and said: "Accommodation, deluxe room."
The child is hearing this, eyes shined, and while taking the money, he shouted at the hotel upstairs: "Mrs. MeiGuests"
"Here"
With the child’s tone barely fell, the sound of a red heartbeat was heard from the floor.
Next, a beautiful and alluring woman with red hair and red eyes appeared at the top of the stairs.
The woman is wearing a red dress with an exaggerated red cap feather on her head.
Similarly, she has white palms and a red fan.
The man's eyesight is very good, and he can see that the fan is also inlaid with this ruby with the size of a fingernail from a distance.
The woman came down the stairs and saw the man standing under the kerosene lamp. The fan in her hand suddenly stopped.
I ran over with the skirt corner, seeming to confirm again and again with a bit of disbelief.
She slowly raised the hand with the fan and touched the man's face.
The man also looked at the woman with nostalgia.
"EhMrs. MeiDo you know?"
At this moment, the voice of the young Lazily suddenly came from behind the man. Then the boy's head stretched out.
The man and the woman called Mrs. Mei returned to their senses and took a step back with restraint.
The air was a little embarrassing for a while, and finally Mrs. May took the lead to speak.
She asked the boy to get the room key, and then asked the man to follow.
Along the way, the two communicated appropriately.
Mrs. Mei: "When did you come back? How long?"
The man followed, looking at the charming back in front of him, his eyes flashed with warmth.
"I just came back, the government of Y country invited me back to investigate a person."
Mrs. Mei nodded, walking in the corridor of the bright hall, stepping on the soft carpet under her feet, came to a The door of the room.
Put in the key and light up the light in the room with the kerosene lamp that was easily picked up from the door.
The room was instantly lit up, and the luxurious layout inside made the man slightly dazzling.
The man walked in and took off his hat, revealing his brown hair and entire face.
"Listen to the kid outside calling you Mrs. Mei? Are you married?"
Mrs. Mei nodded, walked to the bed and looked at the lighted street lights and the roadside Men and women hugging each other.
A trace of sadness flashed under my eyes.
"I am indeed married. I am a noble with a small reputation."
"Noble?"
The man asked rhetorically, looking at the woman, he seemed very confused. .
Mrs. Mei seems to be confused by men. At a moderate pace, she took out the cigarette from the bedside cabinet and caught it in her hand at random.
"A dead nobleman."
"Not long after I married him, he was opened at home. You know, we hide all of them here. There is a mysterious killer: Jack the Ripper."
The man hearing this, seemingly a little excited, dropped a leather suitcase in his hand on the carpet.
"You mean, the Ripper has appeared again?!?"
"Did you catch it?"
Mrs. May heard what the man said, it seems He gave a mocking smile, then took a sip of the cigarette in his hand, and finally pressed the rest of the cigarette against the window.
Slowly breathe out the smoke, and then fiddle with the palm of your hand which is excellent for maintenance.
One side said nonchalantly: "How can those queen's lackeys catch the Ripper."
"Incompetent watchdogs can only mess with each other, how can they care An accident of a little nobleman."
The man was silent, then picked up the leather suitcase again and put the suitcase on the bed.
Then I sat on the soft and clean bed and looked at Mrs. Mei deeply sighed.
There was a trace of fatigue on the handsome face.
"To be honest, besides investigating one person, they invited me back this time, but they also want to hire me to work for them for a long time."
"Perhaps, I have the opportunity to help you investigate Your husband's..."
"No need."
The man half true half false explained the reason why he came back from this trip and said he wanted to help Mrs. May looks up the real cause of her husband's death, or the real murderer.
However, before he finished speaking, Mrs. Mei interrupted him.
Mrs. Mei turned her head, leaving only apathy on her face. It seems that the sad person just now is not like her.
Mrs. Mei looked at the man sitting on the bed indifferently, dropped a word coldly, and went out.
"No, Jack the Ripper is not something you can provoke."
Finally, Mrs. May took the fan and left with the kerosene lamp in the other hand.
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