My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

Time waits for no one, Xun Xi is still pondering two future diaries with completely different truths, while Hua Jingqi and Wu Mian have decided to act.

"Welcome to the internal archives of Jingwei Division."

"Select an archive file."

"File number: A-007."

"Risk Assessment: High Risk."

"loading......"

"Loading successful."

"The Relief Society, an underground association that existed long before the revival of the supernatural. Since the first year of the fire calendar, the supernatural power has gradually risen since the emergence of the supernatural power, causing murders in various places, causing more than a thousand casualties, and believes in one of the thirteen primitives. The God of Murder, also known as the Writer of Despair."

"The Commissioner Corps, the Commissioner is full of flowers, and the Commissioner is faceless."

"This is the internal archivist of Jingwei Division, code-named the library. Next, I will assign three threads to you to provide assistance for this operation."

Putting on headphones, the electronic female voice of the library arrived as expected.

"Legion, I have to remind you of something."

Before getting out of the car, Wu Mian looked at Xun Xi: "...not all supernatural beings, like supernatural ambulances, can communicate through language."

"There are supernatural beings, and their existence is a disaster."

"Only eradication."

"To deal with those monsters, mouth guns won't work, don't be careless."

"Don't worry." Wu Mian didn't say it nicely, but it was indeed out of good intentions, so Xun Xi nodded understandingly: "I'm not a reckless man."

............

After preparations, the three got out of the ambulance one after another.

Wumian and Hua Jingran are fully armed, with lanterns and guns ready. Xun Xi, on the other hand, was dressed in regular clothes, still cutting poker cards in her hands.

Because guns and lanterns are also supernatural objects, Xun Xi simply encapsulated them in the playing cards, and the corresponding character card is the J of Clubs. It looks normal in this way, unlike Hua Jingqi and Wu Yan, who has a gun in his pocket, and at a glance, he knows that he is not a normal person.

After getting out of the car, Xun Xi put away the supernatural ambulance.

However, the strange thing is that such a large ambulance disappeared out of thin air, but the villagers of Hehua Village who were doing the funeral seemed to have not seen it at all.

Or rather-

"got used to?"

Xun Xi glanced at the villagers and fell into contemplation. He actually tends to believe in the future diary, or in other words, the IQ of the future "his".

There must be something wrong with these villagers.

It's not as simple as a mere victim.

Thinking of this, Xun Xi looked at the future diary in her arms again. In this newly updated diary, the villagers of Hehua Village are the real murderers.

[Qi Hehua was killed by the villagers, and the ceremony ended. However, with the death of Qi Hehua's consciousness, his corpse suddenly changed into a corpse, turned into a monster and lifted the coffin, and then exploded with a bang, forming a mental storm, mixed with Qi Hehua's memory... 】

[I was placed under house arrest and retired to be responsible for paperwork behind the scenes. 】

【It was a sunny morning... 】

"Crack!" Xun Xi closed the future diary again.

The ending hasn't changed at all!

No matter which diary it was, whether Qi Hehua was the murderer, or the villagers were the murderer, the final outcome was that he was placed under house arrest and then died violently.

"...Is it because Qi Hehua failed?"

What the two diaries have in common is that both Qi Hehua failed. In the first diary, the ceremony was disrupted because Hua Jing complained that the villagers were forced to evacuate. In the second diary, all the Chinese people in Qihe died, and the ceremony naturally failed. And as long as the ceremony fails, Qi Hehua will turn into a monster.

Turning into a monster will cause a mental storm.

When a mental storm occurs, memories are leaked.

And as long as Hua Jingjie sees him appearing in Qi Hehua's memory, as the man behind the scenes, he will not hesitate to put himself under house arrest.

"This situation... Unless I secretly help Qi Hehua complete the ceremony, I will definitely die."

"But after Qi Hehua completes the ceremony, his strength will definitely increase greatly. When the time comes, he will recognize me and his mouth will grow on him. God knows what he will say."

This is a dead end.

The key point is Qi Hehua. However, this person cannot be killed, nor can he be released.

How to do?

Just as Xun Xi was thinking about it, Wu Mian took the lead, and saw that he found an old man who was at the outermost edge of the coffin, holding a soul-calling flag in his hand and muttering words, and asked, "This old man , may I ask, has there been anything strange in the village recently?"

The old man ignored him, still muttering.

Seeing the situation without appearance, he thought for a while, and then took out a packet of Great China from his arms and brought it to the old man's mouth: "Old man, can I ask something?"

"The boy has a future!"

The next second, I saw the old man skillfully draw a stick out of Da Zhonghua, and Wu Mian kindly lit a fire for him.

By the way, in order to avoid scaring the villagers, Wu Mian was wearing a pale mask on his face, which Xun Xi estimated was also a supernatural item.

"Say, what do you want to ask?"

"Just ask, is there any strange thing happening in the village recently? It's not auspicious to hold a funeral at the gate of the village."

"What could be unlucky?"

Wu Mian thought about it and decided to explain it with an easy-to-understand word: "For example...ghost?"

Hearing the words, the old man burst out laughing: "Young man, I think you are quite successful, why do you still believe in what the hell? Don't you know that you are talking about materialism now?"

"So there are no ghosts?"

"certainly!"

The old man slapped his chest with promise and said, "Master, I have lived in this village for more than two hundred years, and I have never heard of ghosts in the village!"

Wu Mian nodded in satisfaction after hearing the words: "Master, I'm relieved when you say that."

When he was done he turned his head.

"Shh!"

The cold sweat came down immediately.

Then I saw Wu Miao take three and two steps, and hurriedly walked to Hua Jinggui's side, and whispered: "Captain, it seems that there are all ghosts in this village!"

But at this moment...

"Eh, Daddy~! Why did you just leave like this~!!"

Before Wu Mian and Hua Jing resentment could react, Xun Xi suddenly rushed into the crowd, pushed them away, and then threw herself on the coffin without saying a word, tears streaming down her face, wailing to the sky: "You just left like this. , what can I do, E-niang! I can't live through this day!"

The voice fell, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

When Xun Xi cried, the villagers of Hehua Village were instantly stunned. Listen to this voice, and then look at this appearance, who would believe it if he is not a dutiful son?

But the problem is, Qi Hehua already has a son.

Could it be that.....?

I saw the villagers turned their heads one after another and looked at Qi Dongqiang, who was dazed outside. Dozens of pairs of eyes suddenly lit up. It was a lot of fun!

On the other side, Qi Dongqiang finally reacted.

"My day! Who are you!?"

He was in a mix of joy and sorrow~www.wuxiamtl.com~ waiting to inherit the legacy left by his father, but suddenly a guy appeared and said that he was the father's son.

Touch porcelain?

evildoer! I'm going to show you what you are! Qi Dongqiang walked over on the spot in anger. However, after seeing him, Xun Xi did not show the expression of guilty conscience as Qi Dongqiang imagined, but became even more excited.

"Brother!" Xun Xi choked.

"Who the **** is your brother!" Qi Dongqiang scolded immediately, but after seeing Xun Xi's face, he was suddenly stunned: because you don't say anything.

This face.... just like him!

"Brother Xian, have you forgotten?" At the same time, Xun Xi, who had already acquired the ability to change his face and made his face seven points similar to Qi Dongqiang, continued, "I am the son of your father's wife, Xun Xi. Xi, my mother's surname and my mother's surname, although we are half-brothers, we are brothers with blood thicker than water."

Qi Dongqiang: "???"

Who is your brother?

Qi Dongqiang retorted, but thought of his girlfriend, wife, and lover. As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog son, and he is a little uncertain.

But he quickly responded.

It doesn't matter if it's a brother or not.

The important thing is that this is a family property!

Thinking of this, Qi Dongqiang, the filial son, was angry from the heart, and his evil turned to courage: For the sake of his family, he even killed his father, so he can still be afraid of his brother?

Compete with me for property?

I'll be you in a minute!

At the same time, Xun Xi also showed a bright smile: he has already thought of a way. You don't need to kill Qi Hehua, you don't need to destroy the ritual, and you don't need to help Zhou to be abusive. You can still break the game.