Lynn felt as if she was cracking.

He could still feel where his main consciousness was, but in addition to the main consciousness, Lynn found that his spirit body seemed to extend out, and at the same time controlled another body in another time and space.

He was sitting on top of the corpse of a giant monster, and the painting style was very surreal.

Am I dreaming?

Lynn blinked, and he found that his main consciousness was lying in a cold dirt pit, and the sound of falling rain mixed with the sound of "clang" and suspected shovel digging in his ears was in his ears, and the rain mixed with the dirt on his face slid down, bringing a slightly sticky and disgusting feeling.

Lynn looked up in confusion, only to see a blood-red crescent moon hanging in the sky, although the moon was mostly covered by dark clouds, but still vaguely visible some corners.

Moon...... How can it be red?

Where is he?

The hazy consciousness finally came to his senses at this moment, and Lynn suddenly realized that his spirit was really divided into two halves, controlling two bodies at the same time, and his main consciousness was ...... Being buried?!

it! What kind of murder and burial scene is this?!

Lynn was a spirit, and his first reaction was not that he had crossed over, but that Conan's aura of death had finally affected him, an innocent Fa Xiao. But then Lynn realized that this was impossible, and it was more like he had crossed over again than simply being affected by the aura of death, and he had crossed into two people at the same time.

Gan! The winery that Lao Tzu destroyed yesterday is not all in vain!

Lynn only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the villain in his heart had already begun to scold. And at that moment, he felt a strong wind coming towards his face, and Lynn instinctively supported the ground with his elbows, and with a very skillful twist and roll, he avoided the shovel that was striking at his skull, and at the same time saw the person who attacked him clearly.

It was a tall, thin man, who didn't look strong, wearing a high-necked trench coat in a retro style, with gray temples, and about 40 years old, looking at him in astonishment, stunned and a little frightened.

This is the murderer this time? You don't have to choose one of the three...... Ahh

Lynn pressed her deviant thoughts, and got up from the ground neatly and quickly, only to notice that she was in a wood, the surrounding area was very desolate, and it didn't seem to be very populated, obviously a good place to kill people and dump corpses.

The tall, thin man threw away the shovel at this moment, as if trying to pull something out of his arms.

Lynn is naturally no stranger to this action, and suddenly an arrow stepped forward, slammed the man's abdomen with his elbow, and at the same time, snatched the gun that the other party had just pulled out half, and then kicked the other party with a whip leg, kicking the man directly upside down and flying three or four meters, and hit the tree with a "bang-" sound.

Then, the man's body slipped and fell to the ground on his stomach, motionless.

Lynn was not surprised by this, he then skillfully stepped forward to check whether the man was pretending to be faint, and after confirming that the other party was really fainting, Lynn raised his hand, and was about to make up for the back of the opponent's neck, but suddenly paused before the palm fell.

"Wait, this is no longer Kexue's world, I won't knock people to death if I come like this, right?" Lynn thought about it, although he didn't have any principle of not killing, but he killed people just after crossing, what if the destruction of the body was not done well after that, and he was found by the detectives, and he cried behind bars.

He still doesn't know how the world's legitimate defense counts.

After hesitating for a second, Lynn finally decided to use a safer way - he made a rope out of the man's clothes and tied him up.

And after solving the crisis in front of him, Lynn's eyes couldn't help but fall on the gun he had just snatched from the man, which was undoubtedly a revolver, but the style was quite ancient.

"This style, Victorian? Tsk, damn it. Lynn played with the pistol with a "click-" sound, and in a matter of seconds, he disassembled the pistol into parts.

As Lynn looked at the parts, she drew some of her attention to the other body she was now controlling.

Although he doesn't know what's going on, he now apparently has a doppelganger in addition to his main body...... Or is it the trumpet?

And with Lynn's mind, although it is a little difficult to control two bodies at the same time, it is not impossible, so Lynn's consciousness almost immediately spread to that trumpet.

So on the corpse of the monster, the child who looked to be only seven or eight years old had a little more agility in his originally empty eyes, but this agility was instantly covered by indifference and madness.

Lynn looked down and found that there were still tears under her feet, and there were blood stains and black-red flesh everywhere, some of which were still wriggling and had twisted tentacles.

To be honest, this is a picture that can make any intelligent creature fall off, terrifying and grotesque, but the strange thing is that Lynn does not feel any discomfort at the moment, as if all this is not worth mentioning in his eyes, and it cannot bring him the slightest waver.

Lynn could even look around and calmly make a judgment, concluding that she had crawled out of the belly of the monster beneath her feet.

This is his "mother".

But this monster didn't die because of him, because Lynn could see the hideous, definitely not the wounds on the other man's body.

The "mother" died before he could break out of his belly.

Not only that, but Lynn could see that the monster's stomach was still bulging, and there seemed to be another thing that hadn't crawled out.

What could it be?

Lynn thought so, his gaze still indifferent, and suddenly he heard a muffled cry, which seemed to come from under the bulging belly.

It turned out to be a child......

Lynn looked at the bulging place, listening to the cry getting lower and lower, but she didn't have any intention of saving the other party.

Even if the other party seems to be close to death.

……

No, wait, what am I doing? Why am I just watching?

Lynn blinked, his consciousness suddenly awakening, suppressing the indifference and madness that seemed to coexist with his body.

Lynn's brows couldn't help frowning, and he didn't have time to confirm what the situation was, so he threw himself directly next to the bulging one, stretched out his hand and began to tear along the original wound on his stomach, and it was at this time that Lynn realized that his body was actually very small, and he looked like a seven or eight-year-old child.

But the strength seems to be great.

Just as Lynn struggled to tear the hole open a little to see how the child was inside, a flame suddenly burst out from the opening. Lynn was taken aback, and almost subconsciously took a half step back, only to see the flame blade cut the hole wide, and then a child who looked bigger than a normal baby crawled out of it.

After the child crawled out, his smart red eyes first looked around, and finally landed on Lynn not far away, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Then, Lynn watched in amazement as the other party's figure suddenly turned into a flame, and the flame rose in an instant, and finally condensed into a seven or eight-year-old child.

This is a child who looks no different from ordinary people, with blood-red hair and eyes of the same style, although he is still young, he can see that the foundation is very good, and he will not be disabled in the future, he must be a handsome guy, but his expression is quite dragging, which makes people know that he is very underwhelmed at a glance.