My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

Although it is irrelevant, it is still necessary to say: Xun Xi has learned martial arts.

The purpose of learning fighting is also very simple: he is empathetic and likes reasoning, and being proficient in fighting allows people to reason with him calmly.

All in all, his fist hurts a bit.

"Ow!"

In the bathroom, the figure in white, who was knocked down by Xun Xi's punch, was lying on the ground screaming and twitching. Only then did Xun Xi realize that the other party was wearing a white coat. When the other party turned over, Xun Xi was even more surprised: because he was familiar with that face.

"... Zhao Yuanxing?"

The psychiatrist who was summoned by that recording! But why is he here? Aren't all supernatural beings restricted?

"Isn't it just to say hello, as for?"

After hearing Xun Xi's voice, Zhao Yuanxing, who was lying on the ground, finally regained his strength. He slumped on the ground reluctantly, and said with a whimper:

"Grandma's, I seem to have lost a tooth."

"Forget it, I managed to escape from the hospital anyway!"

"....What did you say?"

Zhao Yuanxing's words made Xun Xi raise his eyebrows. He originally thought that the recording was a ghostly ghost, and he chased after him and followed up with the matchmaker's kingdom. But Zhao Yuanxing's situation is obviously not right. Compared with the stupid doctor who only asked stories before, this Zhao Yuanxing in front of him...

"...seems more human?"

"It's not more like it." Hearing Xun Xi's self-talk, Zhao Yuanxing suddenly raised his head and said, "I am a human being, you should have seen me in the recording."

"Resurrected?" Xun Xi frowned deeper: "How did you do it?"

"The principle is rather special."

Zhao Yuanxing struggled to stand up: "So you can understand that I hid myself in the recording with the help of the power of a supernatural object."

"If it wasn't for that, I'd be dead long ago."

"But even so, I didn't think it was possible for me to wake up again, so I just wanted to spread the recording. I didn't expect to close my eyes and open my eyes, and I would appear in this place. I greeted you before, but you ignored it. I don't seem to see me."

"It's hard to ignore me."

"But raising your hand is a punch."

Having said that, Zhao Yuanxing took a few more toilet papers from the toilet, and after fiddling in his mouth for a while, he pulled out a tooth: "I'm so difficult."

After listening to Zhao Yuanxing's explanation, Xun Xi also understood.

The train's supernatural restriction rules did not fail.

Rather, it is precisely because the train's restrictions are so perfect that the real Zhao Yuanxing can be separated from the supernatural recording.

"It was a surprise."

Xun Xi rolled her eyes and immediately said, "What happened to the Daai Wujiang Lunatic Asylum? Why did you escape?"

"I have no idea."

Zhao Yuanxing shook his head: "...I am actually incomplete now. When I hid myself in the recording, I cut myself into countless parts."

"I just remember that I was passing on a very important piece of information."

Zhao Yuanxing rubbed his eyebrows and recalled:

"That's why I transformed myself into that. To make sure that no matter what the special circumstances are, I will never die."

"It's also a screening."

"Only those who are strong enough to survive that recording can get the information I convey."

Having said that, Zhao Yuanxing looked at Xun Xi again, his eyes glowing and said: "I can do this step, and even make me sober, at least a critically ill patient."

Immediately afterwards, he looked around again and seemed to understand: "This should be the spiritual realm. Are you fighting another critically ill patient? But your opponent seems to be more ill than you. For a critically ill patient, the other party's supernatural power is obviously stronger."

Critically ill?

spiritual realm?

Xun Xi felt that this should be another name for the superhuman and the kingdom inside the Daai Wujiang Lunatic Asylum, but it was quite hospital-style.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xun Xi regained his focus.

Although Zhao Yuanxing's appearance was a pleasant surprise, the most urgent task was to face the train country in front of him. If he couldn't get out, everything would be in vain.

At the same time, the blood on the pink paper also began to change.

[You have finished investigating your room. 】

[Stained with crazy eyes, let you see the real face of the room. I believe you have learned how to act, so come and experience it! 】

The next second, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Room service." Someone seemed to be standing outside the door.

Xun Xi did not answer, but continued to look at the pink paper in her hand. Sure enough, with the doorbell, the blood on it changed again.

[You hear a screeching doorbell. 】

[If it was before, you would go to open the door with confidence. But now, infected with madness, can you really trust the people on this train? 】

Three different options emerged on the paper.

[One: Take a nap. (Wipe the tears inside the quilt, it doesn't matter after wiping the tears.)]

[Two: Go and open the door. (You decide to trust the staff on the train.)]

[Three: Look in the mirror. (Anyway, take another look at your handsome self.)]

"I suggest picking one."

At the same time, I saw that Zhao Yuanxing also came over and whispered: "In the spiritual realm, the most correct action is not to act. Since it is written above, it is best to follow the above options. If you mess around, It is easy to touch the supernatural rules in the field."

"Makes sense."

I saw Xun Xi looking at the three options on the pink paper, and after thinking for a while, she stood up and strode towards the door of the room.

"wait wait wait!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanxing suddenly became nervous~www.wuxiamtl.com~ he grabbed Xun Xi and said in a low voice, "Brother, are you going to open the door? Why don't you think about it again? This is the spiritual realm, God knows it's outside. What kind of monster, I finally met you, what would I do if you died..."

"Do not worry."

Xun Xi shook his head and explained seriously: "This train has strong restrictions on supernatural beings, so the possibility that there are no people outside the door is not high."

"But not at all."

"Be careful sailing the thousand-year-old ship."

Zhao Yuanxing's words can be said to be sincere.

After all, there were only three critically ill patients even in the Da Ai Wu Jiang Lunatic Asylum, and they were all lunatics. How could Xun Xi look so normal.

Such people are hard to come by.

If Xun Xi dies, God knows if he can meet another one. When will he have to wait until he can really pass on the information?

Zhao Yuanxing has a good heart.

But Xun Xi was determined.

"One can't do it. After all, such a harsh doorbell is enough to wake anyone up. Choosing one will make people outside the door suspect that there is something wrong with the person inside, and the result will be counterproductive. There is also a problem with the third. How could a normal person take pictures at such a time. Mirror. So the second choice is the most reliable."

"Normal people can't open the door at this time!"

I saw Zhao Yuanxing couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "How about we all try. Go look in the mirror first, and then open the door if there is no change?"

"Anyway, you've taken it before."

".....Do not."

After listening to Zhao Yuanxing's words, Xun Xi's eyes suddenly lit up: "...I almost forgot if you didn't say it. I am sure now that the third is the trap option."