My future diary cannot be the last one

The coffin in which Guan Zhilei was imprisoned was a black coffin with scarlet paint still remaining on it, as if it had been buried underground for thousands of years.

After rescuing Chen Mo and taking out the coffin, Xun Xi took them out of the mass grave. After losing Si Nian's resistance, the Gu insect graves on the mass grave fell into silence again after running rampant for a while, and after a while, they turned back into a graveyard made of layers of gravel.

"boom!"

After leaving the mass grave, Xun Xi did not go far and placed the coffin directly at the foot of the mountain. On the other side, Chen Mo's expression was full of weirdness.

In Chen Mo's expectation, this coffin contained a terrifying supernatural being.

This kind of sinister coffin should never be opened.

Getting too close is disrespectful to life.

At least Chen Mo himself felt a pain in his eyebrows just by approaching the coffin, and the supernatural being in his body kept warning him to stay away from the other party quickly.

However, the same situation changed when it came to Xun Xi. Chen Mo approached the coffin, his whole body trembling, for fear that a vicious ghost would jump out and take his life in the next second. But when Xun Xi approached the coffin, the coffin made a lot of noise, shaking as if she was afraid of him.

When Xun Xi walked to the coffin and was about to open it.

"Plop."

Inside the coffin, a yellowed paper ball suddenly jumped out from the gap in the coffin, fell to the ground and rolled a few times before rolling to Xun Xi's feet.

".Um?"

Xun Xi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, then picked up the ball of paper and took a look. Good guy, it said clearly on it [Room 3, East Street, Luofeng County, you have what you want]

This is a prophecy!

Chen Mo was amazed when he saw it. Was he really afraid of the evil ghost in the coffin? Brother Xun didn't ask anything, so he took the initiative to answer. Thinking of this, and looking at the black coffin with the paint peeling off and shaking constantly, Chen Mo suddenly felt that the fear was gone, and he even felt a little pity.

However, the more cruel and inhumane thing is yet to come.

I saw Xun Xi read the paper ball and raised his eyebrows: "I didn't die this time? There was not even a sunny morning. You have no soul in predicting."

"no."

"Again."

Then Xun Xi stuffed the paper ball back into the coffin, then rolled up his sleeves: "Besides, I don't know if you are lying to me, so you should go with me."

"When the time comes, I will throw you into Luofeng County first."

"You want to survive."

"I believe you."

coffin:"."

Although the coffin was still struggling hard and the lid was tightly closed, Xun Xi would not show any dignity. She kicked a hole in the coffin and pulled out the person inside. In the coffin, another "Xun Xi" was seen with a sad face.

"Hello." Xun Xi waved his hand happily.

"Xun Xi." After a moment, Guan Zhilai, who was holding Xun Xi's face, finally said, "I can help you, but I ask to keep my basic self."

"Negotiate terms with me?" Xun Xi raised his eyebrows.

".This is a request."

"That's pretty much it." Xun Xi nodded, then smiled slightly: "But I refuse~"

"!!!"

Guan Zhilai opened his mouth to say something more, but Si Nian had already appeared behind him. The fatal curse followed Si Nian's line of sight and fell on Guan Zhilai, directly involving the two parties in the supernatural confrontation. During the confrontation, Guan Zhilai's face began to change again.

It tried to turn into Si Nian to fight against Si Nian.

To a certain extent, those with this ability are actually very close to the first echelon of the last generation of supernatural beings, and they are definitely not weak.

Unfortunately, it met Si Nian.

More importantly, Xun Xi didn't just watch.

"Mingzhao."

I saw a ball of flame igniting in Xun Xi's eyes, and a scarlet city was reflected in the firelight, which also fell on Guan Zhilai through the medium of sight.

"You!" Guan Zhilai glared at him.

"What are you looking at?" Xun Xi didn't care about this; "To deal with evil heretics like you, there is no need to talk about the rules of the world. It's better to solve it as soon as possible."

Guan Zhilai's resistance did not last long. Under the combined attack of Xun Xi and Si Nian, it soon followed the footsteps of Ghost Tathagata. Its wisdom was worn away by the constant repetition of rules, its consciousness became dull, and finally it became dull. He collapsed on the ground and fell into silence.

"very good."

Seeing this, Xun Xi nodded and forced Guan Zhi to die just in case. After all, a wise prophet is too dangerous.

Desperate writers serve as a warning.

Who knows if they design themselves with the future in mind.

Xun Xi's memories of the previous battle of wits and courage with Future Diary were still fresh in her mind. In contrast, Xun Xi felt that letting Guan Zhi die was the best choice.

However, the supernatural power of observation is very special. It predicts the future by becoming the other person's "future appearance". This supernatural power is not like a black and white letter in the future diary. It requires a person with wisdom and consciousness to control it and tell the predicted future. , this is very troublesome.

So Xun Xi called Chen Mo.

"Here you go." Xun Xi casually threw Guan Zhilei's body in front of Chen Mo, who was still in shock: "Just control it."

".ah?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment. Even though Guan Zhilai couldn't make trouble in front of Xun Xi, in front of Chen Mo, he was a standard behemoth.

But now, this last generation of supernatural beings was given to him by Xun Xi?

The conscience of heaven and earth.

He is still in the ember stage, and there is no trace of the country. Xun Xi suddenly gives himself a last generation, allowing him to reach the sky in one step.

Why does it feel like an imperial decree?

"I, this... should be given to Uncle Wumeng." Faced with Xun Xi's initiative to give it to him, Chen Mo, instead of being excited, took a step back.

Xun Xi raised his eyebrows when he saw this, then smiled and said: "Since I gave it to you, just take it."

"But...why?" Chen Mo was still very cautious.

"I won't hurt you."

Xun Xi took out the precognition phone that Chen Mo had given him before from his arms and said while playing with it: "Actually, I brought you here just to let you control it."

"But now, I just want to do an experiment."

When handing in the predictive phone, Chen Mo told Xun Xi what he saw.

At the Ghost Gate Inn, Xun Xi also saw a short piece of precognitive cell phone content.

So he knew very well that the "Chen Mo" on the precognitive mobile phone was actually very different from the real Chen Mo. The one on the mobile phone was obviously smarter.

And also more ambitious.

In reality, this is just a salted fish.

Comparing the two, the "Chen Mo" on the mobile phone is definitely more useful to desperate writers. But predicting that mobile phones cannot interfere with reality.

In particular, Chen Mo's actions were obviously out of control of his precognitive mobile phone.

Then here comes the problem.

What does a desperate writer need to do if he wants to get things back on track? How can we create an obedient Chen Mo? ——

Observation and knowledge come.

This is Xun Xi's speculation. From the moment he planned to go to the Ghost Gate Inn to bring out the knowledge, to Chen Mo taking the initiative to hand over his cell phone and telling the prophecy he had seen, to Lenovo deducing the contents of this series. Xun Xi has completely figured out the desperate writer's plan for Chen Mo.

To put it bluntly, it is greed.

If Chen Mo is greedy for the "opportunity to reach the sky in one step" and Xun Xi lets him control his knowledge, he will most likely be influenced by desperate writers.

Observe and know that the future will become "what Chen Mo will look like in the future."

It is predicted that "Chen Mo" on the mobile phone will truly revive.

This is a trick of cheating, and desperate writers are likely to replicate this method to create a Chen Mo who knows how to listen to himself.

However, I am afraid that even the desperate writer did not expect that Chen Mo would take the initiative to hand over his mobile phone and disclose the prophecy he had seen, thereby breaking this future.

Growing up to this day, Xun Xi has gradually mastered the routines of desperate writers.

“So that’s how it is”

After listening to Xun Xi's explanation, Chen Mo was sweating profusely. After a while, he patted his chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I'm a waste."

"Otherwise it will be calculated."

The third update will be in the early morning. You don’t have to wait any longer. Get up and watch it tomorrow morning~