My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

"Shouldn't be."

Standing on the roof of the rooftop, Zhou Zhiyuan kept scanning the whole country, and ghosts with lanterns walked out of the darkness one after another, and began to inspect the surrounding neighborhoods. But they didn't see a fish that slipped through the net. Everyone had a fleshy flower on their heads, and they were all supernatural beings of the Earth Religion.

No one else could pretend.

But in this case, why can't the ceremony start? Could it be that this is Xun Xi's backhand? Zhou Zhiyuan suddenly had a killing intent in his heart.

However, at this time-----

"I'm not."

"I do not have."

"Don't talk nonsense."

-----Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Zhou Zhiyuan's mind. Although the owner of the voice was joking, his tone was cold and inexplicable, and he couldn't hear the joke at all. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zhiyuan suddenly recalled a memory.

It was a memory from the past.

He is in his dean's office, drinking tea with his old friend, Xun Xi, who has not yet lost his memory, discussing the past and thinking about the future.

"Tsk!" Then he really sat in the dean's office.

In front of Zhou Zhiyuan, Xun Xi with a leisurely expression was standing beside the medicine cabinet, nodding and smiling at him while fiddling with the medicine cabinet.

"It wasn't my design that the ceremony didn't start."

"Friends are friends."

"If you guess again, be careful I will sue you for slander."

"How did you do it?" Zhou Zhiyuan looked around, and then felt a little bit. After he was sure that he could leave here at any time, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "This is actually long since you suddenly stripped yourself of your own. I wanted to ask you when I remembered."

"You are obviously not supernatural."

"You can accept a supernatural physique. I personally got it for you after stripping your memory. Before that, you should be just an ordinary person."

"But you have successfully stripped your memory."

"And now, the memory you left can even affect me, which shows that your attainments in this field have reached an unimaginable level."

"how did you do it?"

"secret."

I saw Bad Xun Xi put her index finger in front of her lips and showed a cold smile: "You have taken me to so many places, and I will naturally have the opportunity to meet some extraordinary beings and supernatural beings other than you. For example, the writer of despair, and For example, the kind person who helped me strip out my memory."

"so?"

Zhou Zhiyuan said confidently: "What do you want to do? Use me to resurrect? Do you think you can really challenge me in the field of memory with your level?"

"how is this possible."

"You think too much."

Bad Xun Xi shook his head: "I've been alive since the beginning. Haven't you seen it, the 'me' outside, that guy is Xun Xi."

"Strictly speaking, I'm no longer 'Xun Xi'."

"The current me is just a ghost that is hidden in the past and has a part of 'Xun Xi's memory', so I can't be considered a real person for a long time."

"If you have to say it, it can only be said that it is an obsessive soul."

"Since it's a dead soul, go to life obediently." Zhou Zhiyuan said indifferently: "I only need your memory of the earth, and nothing else."

"Don't worry."

Bad Xun Xi heard the words and opened another medicine cabinet in the medicine cabinet, then took out a gold key from it, and then tossed it to Zhou Zhiyuan: "This is the memory you want. Old friend If you can see the present in the past, you will be disappointed."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhou Zhiyuan grabbed the golden key, activated his soul-rewriting ability, and quickly began to retrieve the memory of Xun Xi leading to the earth contained in the key.

Suddenly, a memory flashed into his mind.

It was a busy street.

The sun is high in the sky.

And Xun Xi, who was wearing a suit, was holding a briefcase and hurried across the road. Then, as soon as the conversation changed, a bus with a roaring whistle crashed towards him with lightning speed. Then, it was the scene where Xun Xi opened his eyes and appeared in Nightmare City.

Zhou Zhiyuan: "???"

what is this?

After a while, Zhou Zhiyuan cleared his mind: "The reason why you came to our world from the earth is because of a bus?"

"if not?"

Bad Xun Xi smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Do you think it would be a grand reason? It's so ordinary, I still don't know the reason."

"never mind."

Zhou Zhiyuan shook his head: "It doesn't matter what it is. In supernaturalism, as long as this memory symbolizes the [method of connecting to the earth], that's fine. As long as I put it into the ceremony, I can still recreate the scene when you came here. , open the way to earth again."

"it's up to you."

Bad Xunxi shook his head: "Actually, if you hadn't always been unwilling to let me leave the hospital, I wouldn't have deliberately stripped this memory out."

"You don't believe I will succeed."

Zhou Zhiyuan stared straight at Xun Xi, and suddenly said, "What else do you know? Is there something wrong with that bus that knocked you into this world?"

"Or is my ritual design wrong?"

"Sorry, question and answer time is over."

Bad Xunxi did not answer, but made a gesture of seeing off the guest: "I don't have much time, there is another guest next, goodbye old friend."

"guest?"

Zhou Zhiyuan looked around subconsciously when he heard the words, until he saw a black diary on the desk, he frowned, then looked around with a bit of fear, and finally smacking his lips: "No matter what. How, I will definitely succeed in this ceremony."

"" Bad Xun Xi returned an embarrassed but polite smile.

In the next second, Zhou Zhiyuan disappeared into the dean's office in this memory. After he left, the black diary on the table was suddenly opened.

On the diary, a line of golden swash characters appeared quietly.

【hello. 】

"Hello."

Bad Xunxi's figure at the moment is a bit illusory, but she still gracefully made it to the desk, looking at the black diary in front of her: "I know, when this big drama is about to come to an end and come to an end, will you? Maybe not to visit me, the unveiler."

【You really understand me well. 】

On the diary, golden swash characters continued to appear, as if an elegant nobleman was also sitting in front of the diary, writing happily.

【director. 】

【screenwriter. 】

【Film. 】

[The fourth cinema employee, the unveiler. I gave you this code name and let you survive until now, and you really did not disappoint me. 】

【I am very satisfied. 】

【Especially the killer you have hidden in this memory. The thing that brought you into this world is a bus for visitors from another world. Zhou Zhiyuan didn't know this and it was normal. After all, in the original world, visitors from other worlds were also relatively introverted, and they basically didn't show up. 】

One of the Thirteen Primitives, a visitor from another world.

(See Chapter 136 for details)

[So through that memory, Zhou Zhiyuan's ceremony will not open the passage to the earth in the end, but will only collide with visitors from other worlds. 】

[The ending is self-evident~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He is bound to die. 】

[Zhou Zhiyuan was in high spirits in the first half of his business, and finally opened the Da Love Without Borders Lunatic Asylum, determined to completely solve the supernatural incident. As a result, in his later years, he was unable to guarantee the festival, established the Earth Sect, and committed countless sins. As a result, the rituals that put all his efforts into the ceremony were only empty in the end. 】

[This is the script you gave when you traded with me. 】

【not bad. 】

However, when I wrote it here, the golden squiggles changed the conversation: [But I recently thought that there may be a better script that can be used. 】

"Like? Write me to death?"

Seeing this, Bad Xunxi couldn't help but smile: "Don't you want to help Zhou Zhiyuan succeed, let my agency be too clever, and it will cost Qingqing's life."

[You are really smart. 】

[Actually, I do think so. Because even if Zhou Zhiyuan succeeds, what greets him in the end will only be greater despair. So instead of wasting time on him, write an ending for you. I think it's best for you to do everything in vain. 】

"What do you mean?" Bad Xunxi frowned.

【literal meaning. ] The golden squiggles seem to continue happily: [The so-called earth is not the ideal hometown in Zhou Zhiyuan's mind at all. 】

－－－－－－off topic－－－－－

The chapter of earth religion is about to usher in its final climax, so it is appropriate to dig some holes for the future plot.

By the way, Bad Xunxi's plan is just a bonus, it is used to set off despair writers

The real ability to turn the tide is Xun Xi's own operation.

Can any readers guess the way to break the game?