Lin Xining, who left that world, came to the outer heavens.

Seeing Tiandao, who was there cross-legged and turned into a robot, he also went over to sit cross-legged opposite Tiandao.

When Tiandao opened his eyes, Mo De's emotional gaze met Lin Xining's eyes, which also had no trace of emotion.

The air around me couldn't help but freeze, and the atmosphere was a little unpleasant.

Lin Xining looked at the Heavenly Dao in front of him who was looking at him, and suddenly stretched out his fist and hit it.

A dodge of the opposite Heavenly Dao appeared behind Lin Xining, and then directly used the power of the origin to imprison Lin Xining.

That's it, a red line that can swim appeared in the palm of the Heavenly Dao hand, and the moment this line appeared, it flexibly drilled into Lin Xining's robe.

Finally, together with the pictures and texts formed by the Heavenly Dao imprint of the ghost school world, they were deeply engraved on Lin Xining's robe.

The pattern has been completed, and the Heavenly Dao immediately retracts the original power that could no longer imprison Lin Xining. Then, as if nothing had happened, he sat in the distance with a blank face and no trace of emotion.

Lin Xining, who hadn't been treated like this by the Heavenly Dao for a long time, was a little dissatisfied in his heart, so he didn't say anything for a while, and threw the black stone towards the Heavenly Dao when he called out the black stone.

Tiandao didn't seem to expect Lin Xining to be like this, with a black stone hanging around his neck, unable to move.

Lin Xining was so happy that he didn't even look at the Heavenly Dao, he pulled his robe and studied it.

Speaking of which, the patterns on his clothes are really a bit much.

The graphic and text of the space with the fart, the picture and text of the Heavenly Dao seal of the ghost school world, and the graphic and text that the Heavenly Dao of this world just printed on.

He also has a picture of the green body on his sleeve.

Compared with his previous solid color robe, the current robe is like a different one.

His soul has become a substance, and he can't see the feeling of 'weakness' at all.

That's it, Lin Xining casually condensed a water mirror in front of him and looked at his face.

He touched his unchanged face, and slowly put his fingers on his forehead.

He also had a moire on his forehead, which he had obtained in an ancient world with demons.

He was able to stay here so easily now, and most of the credit was due to this moire.

This moire pattern is estimated to have been given to him by the Heavenly Dao of that world through the hands of others, and the function is to keep his soul from being drawn by the torrent of time between the galaxies, so that he can also travel more freely on the way to the world.

At least for now, he could choose a new galaxy for himself, instead of leaving a world and falling into a coma, as he did at the beginning.

He now understood that the reason for his coma was the flood of time that remained between the galaxies.

Although there is no existence between the galaxies that wants to harm him, if you want to travel between the galaxies, you must be able to withstand the erosion of the torrent of time.

The torrent of time is everywhere and endlessly changing.

The weak spirit 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 autonomous protection.

After sleeping, Lin Xining will be like a grain of sand without any vital signs, and will follow the torrent of time to run around, and finally be left by the torrent of time to reincarnate in a new world.

And the cloud pattern on his forehead is the most perfect existence among the hundred ways to resist the torrent of time.

The perfect method that many plane-time merchants can't ask for!

……

Thinking of this, Lin Xining became more and more satisfied with the cloud pattern.

That's it, he scattered the water mirror. Walked in front of the Heavenly Dao, who had a black stone hanging around his neck and couldn't move.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to touch Tiandao's neck, and then it would be a black stone.

"Forget it, I'm leaving."

In this way, Lin Xining sent Heishi back and flew away by himself.

Here, Tiandao, who finally couldn't feel the breath of the Great Dao, a trace of tiredness appeared on Mo De's emotional face, and he silently held his face and looked at Lin Xining's figure leaving, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

Lin Xining, who left, floated in this galaxy for a while, and then found a world that looked good on the outside and threw himself into it.

Entering the new world, Lin Xining's divine soul automatically drilled into the body with the highest matching degree with his divine soul.

In this way, it took a second for Lin Xining to adapt to his new body. Then naturally follow the movements of the original body to finish the things in hand.

The original is a puppeteer, a famous puppeteer in London, country Y, and his puppet tricks were highly praised by the queen a year ago, so the name of the original body resounded throughout the country.

But the other layer of identity of the original body is not simple, the original body was the mastermind of the serial murder case in country D, and the original body mutilated thirty-seven girls.

The girl's body was finally made into a doll by one of the accomplices' schoolgirls.

Afterwards, it was found out by the most famous star detective in country D, and the schoolgirl was executed.

The original body smuggled out of country D and came to country Y thousands of miles away.

Along the way, the original also learned to make marionettes. He also successfully learned the puppet trick with an old homeless man from country Y.

So, without any identification and some money that was only enough for him to eat and drink, he joined a circus.

followed the beginning of the circus performance in the whole Y country, and finally by chance was praised by the queen of the Y country and became famous in the entire Y country.

After becoming famous, the original despicable used some means to break away from the circus, and a person began to spend a lot of money to package himself and dress himself up as a down-and-out aristocrat.

In order to make a living, I have to come out to make money.

Coupled with the melancholy eyes and noble appearance of the original body, for a time, the original body won the favor of a large number of aristocratic women.

In this way, the original body is more like a fish in water. He even got himself a legal identity through the black market.

In this way, the original body has no worries, and vanity wanders among the nobles. From time to time, a lot of money is made in the circle of a performance.

……

To be honest, Lin Xining didn't care about the deeds of the original body. But I don't want to let the soul of the original body get reincarnation like this.

In this way, after Lin Xining finished performing according to the routine of the original body and accepted some money from nobles at will, he began to contact the Heavenly Dao of this world.

The Heavenly Dao of this world was a little helpless after learning that Lin Xining had specially looked for him for this matter.

That Tiandao glanced at Lin Xining, and then replied helplessly: "I am the way of heaven, and naturally I am the fairest to the people of the whole world." The soul of the original owner of your body has long been disgraced, and I will deal with him according to the rules that have been made. ”

"You don't have to make a special trip. Although we have different Heavenly Dao personalities, we will never tolerate any existence in terms of the rules of the world. ”

"It's an iron law."

In this way, Lin Xining went back.

Since the soul of the original body will not die well, then he can continue to stay in this body with peace of mind.

It's just that the trouble left by this body in country D may come to you sooner or later.

In this way, Lin Xining still has to solve the trouble.

……

At this time, in the west port of country Y, a man wearing a black windbreaker and a black hat silently carried a black leather suitcase and got off the cruise ship.

Stop a carriage on the side of the road and say in a standard London accent: "Go to the Rose Hotel on Newland Road." ”

As soon as the man driving the carriage heard this, he put away his heart of wanting to blackmail, and drove the carriage to a smooth stop at the Rose Hotel on Xinlan Road.

The man took a twenty-pound denomination from his coat pocket and handed it over.

With that, the man dismounted from the carriage and lifted his face, which had been pressed under his hat.

A young and handsome face is exposed.

His brown eyes looked at the rather cold Rose Hotel in front of him, and a trace of nostalgia flashed.

At this moment, among the people who kept passing by, a homeless man who looked particularly dirty bumped into him from the side of the street.

The man felt the hand around his waist, a confident smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he carried the suitcase and pushed it away, and his other empty hand quickly grabbed the hand on his waist that he wanted to retract.

"Little children?"

The man was grabbing the hand, feeling the thin, slender wrist, and whispered this.

The owner of the hand that was caught had apparently not expected the target to be so alert this time, especially when he made a statement about his disguise.

In this way, the child had to struggle in a panic.

Seeing this, the man didn't seem to want to continue pestering, so he let go of his hand casually and walked into the empty Rose Hotel with his suitcase with a smile.

Outside the hotel, a child sitting on the ground was trampled twice by a passing 'gentleman' in a suit tuxedo, and then quickly returned to the corner where he had just stayed holding his hand in pain.

He rubbed his palm casually, and stared at the passers-by who kept passing.

Finally, as just now, he stared at a man who was also walking with a suitcase.

This time, he got it right. With the man's wallet in hand, he triumphantly returned to the corner, hid the money in the wallet, and continued to stare at the next dumbfounded target.

……

In the Rose Hotel, the man walked in and looked around for a week, then walked over to the dozing front desk.

Fingers tapped on the wooden table.

The child in the flaxen vest, who had been dozing, immediately raised his head and deliberately stared at the man with wide eyes.

"Hello~What do you need help with~"

The child looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his speech was soft and lazy.

However, the man didn't say much, glanced at the expensive price that had not changed, took out the equivalent denomination from his wallet, and said, "Accommodation, deluxe room." ”

When the child heard this, his eyes lit up, and while taking the money, he shouted upstairs to the hotel: "Mrs. Mei ~ a guest is coming~"

"It's coming~"

As soon as the child's voice fell, a light listened, and the sound of people couldn't help but blush and heartbeat came from upstairs.

Then, at the top of the stairs, a beautiful woman with red hair and red eyes appeared.

The woman wears a red dress with an exaggerated red hat on her head.

Similarly, in her white palms, she also holds a red fan.

The man had excellent eyesight, and he could see from a distance that the fan was still inlaid with this ruby the size of a fingernail.

The woman came down the stairs and saw the man standing under the kerosene lamp, and the fan in his hand suddenly stopped fanning.

Running over with the corner of his skirt, he seemed to be in disbelief and confirmed again.

Her hand holding the fan slowly lifted and touched the man's face.

The man did not dodge or dodge, and looked at the woman with nostalgia.

"Eh~Mrs. Mei~Do you know each other~?"

At this moment, the young man's lazy voice suddenly came from behind the man. Then the boy's head came out.

The man and the woman, who was called Mrs. Mei, came back to their senses and took a restrained step back.

The air was a little embarrassed for a short time, and in the end, it was Mrs. Mei who took the lead in speaking.

She told the boy to fetch the room key, and then told the man to follow.

Along the way, the two also had some appropriate exchanges.

Mrs. May: "When did you come back?" How long does it take to come back? ”

The man followed behind, looking at the delicate back in front of him, and warmth flashed in his eyes.

"I just came back, and the government of country Y asked me to come back and investigate a person."

Mrs. Mei nodded, walked down the corridor of the bright hall, stepped on the soft carpet under her feet, and came to the door of a room.

Plug in the key and light the lamp in the house with the kerosene lamp that you picked up from the door.

The room instantly lit up, and the extravagant layout inside made the man dazzle slightly.

The man walked in and took off his hat, revealing his brown hair and entire face inside.

"Hear that kid outside call you Mrs. Mei? Are you married? ”

Mrs. Mei nodded, walked to the bedside, and looked at the men and women who had left the lighted street lamps and hugged each other on the side of the road.

A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"I did get married, and I am a well-known nobleman."

"Aristocrats?"

The man asked rhetorically, looking at the woman as if he was puzzled.

Mrs. Mei seemed to be so puzzled that the man went to the bedside cabinet unhurriedly and took out a cigarette, lit it casually and held it in her hand.

"A nobleman who has died."

"Soon after I married him, he was disemboweled. You know, we all have a mysterious killer hiding here: Jack the Ripper. ”

When the man heard this, he seemed to be a little excited, and a leather box in his hand fell on the carpet with a 'bang'.

"You mean, the ripper has ?!? again"

"Did you catch that?"

Madame Mei listened to the man's words, smiled mockingly, then took a sharp puff of the cigarette in her hand, and finally pressed the remaining body of the cigarette against the window.

Slowly exhale the smoke, then fiddle with the palm of your well-maintained hand.

On the other hand, he said nonchalantly: "How can that group of queen's lackeys catch the ripper." ”

"Incompetent watchdogs will only mess with each other, how can they care about the accident of a little nobleman."

The man was silent, picked up the suitcase again, and put it on the bedside.

Then he sat down on the soft and clean bed, looked at Mrs. Mei and sighed deeply.

A hint of fatigue appeared on the handsome face.

"To be honest, this time they invited me back, in addition to investigating one person, they also wanted to hire me to work for them for a long time."

"Perhaps, I have a chance to help you check your husband's ......"

"No, you don't."

The man half-truthfully explained the reason why he came back from this trip, and also said that he wanted to help Mrs. Mei find out the real cause of her husband's death, or the real murderer.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Mrs. Mei.

Madame Mei turned her head, leaving only indifference on her face. As if someone who was so sad just now was not like her.

Mrs. Mei looked at the man sitting on the edge of the bed indifferently, dropped a sentence coldly, and went out.

"No, Jack the Ripper isn't something you can mess with."

Mrs. Mei left with a fan in her hand and a kerosene lamp in her other hand.

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