Jin Jianghai opened his eyes and saw a stranger in a strange costume holding a pen and paper to record something.

Jin Jianghai was stunned for a moment, wondering how this person could appear in his room. He immediately came to his senses and asked sharply.

"Who are you? Why is it here! ”

The other party was stunned, but he didn't pay attention to Jin Jianghai and turned to leave.

"Are thieves so rampant these days?"

Thinking like this, Jin Jianghai suddenly got up, trying to capture the thief, but the moment he got up, he realized that something was wrong.

First, he wasn't in his bed, and second, it was empty, with only walls and some unknown instruments, and it wasn't his room.

At last...... Jin Jianghai sensed that something was wrong with his body. He found himself with five hands.

The heavy weight behind him made him realize that the two hands behind his back were holding a coffin. From the beginning, he felt his neck itch, and then he realized the white sleeve that extended from his neck.

It was an arm, long around his neck.

Jin Jianghai slept for a while, and when he woke up, he found that he had three more arms, a discovery that almost scared him out.

People often associate the "six arms" with the "three heads", and Jin Jianghai subconsciously touches his head to see if there is something wrong with his head.

"Huh?"

Jin Jianghai didn't touch his face, or even the touch of flesh. He felt as if he had touched a few pieces of powdered paper, like he had touched the wings of a butterfly.

Through the corner of his eye, Jin Jianghai confirmed one thing.

Wait, this looks like butterfly wings!

"Ahh

The employees who passed by the funeral chamber heard a terrible scream, and then all of them, whether they were employees or employees, gathered at the door of the chamber in surprise to see through the glass what the whimsical figure who had become a mascot was doing.

It seemed that this was the first time they had heard Brother Die's voice, and everyone looked at Brother Die who was yelling curiously and asked.

"What is Brother Butterfly doing?"

"Is Brother Butterfly running away again?"

"Why does Brother Butterfly yell like the wall-facing girl?"

……

In the midst of the chaos, the reverse Kabbalah count of the dead butterfly burial rite zeroed out, and the door to the containment chamber opened.

Looking at the crowd of melon-eating people in front of him, Jin Jianghai couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, subconsciously raised his hand, made it into a pistol-like shape, and released a full blow-

Bite~

I saw that a small white butterfly appeared out of thin air on Brother Butterfly's fingertips, and then slowly flew to the melon-eating crowd outside the door, and when he was about to touch them, a red big knife suddenly appeared, splitting the little butterfly in two.

Jin Jianghai looked at the other party in a daze, instinctively sensing danger.

Holding the knife was an employee dressed in strange red clothes, who was looking at the funeral of the dead butterfly with a bad face.

Then, he pointed the big knife at the dead butterfly funeral ceremony, and the eyes on the knife suddenly opened, and he looked at the dead butterfly funeral greedily, as if he had seen delicious food.

Jin Jianghai was frightened, threw down the coffin behind him and hid in the corner of the room, roaring loudly;

"You, don't come here!"

"Ahh

In this way, Jin Jianghai ended Brother Die's short but not sinful life.

Although it didn't take long for Jin Jianghai to crawl out of Brother Die's coffin again and start his second life.

Holding the cold coffin, Jin Jianghai accepted this strange fact, he has become Brother Butterfly!