My future diary cannot be the last one

Chapter 295 Director: No——! ! !

To be honest, at that moment the director thought Xun Xi was dead.

Because even through the future diary, it can feel that the red thread that Xun Xi actively provoked is definitely the last generation of supernatural beings.

Isn’t this just seeking death?

It's champagne is ready!

Unexpectedly, instead of dealing with Xun Xi, the red thread fell on the dog-headed guillotine in Xun Xi's hand, resulting in a failure.

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, the director gritted his teeth again. But it soon persuaded itself to calm down: "It doesn't matter, the situation is still desperate. Rather, Xun Xi's reckless behavior may stimulate the other party to turn the next curse target to it."

"It's just a matter of dying early or dying late."

The director bit his finger while looking at the future diary in his hand. Soon, Xun Xi will die due to his clever calculations!

And at the same time.

"Afterlife."

The lame old man first looked at Xun Xi with a blank expression, and then looked at the dog-headed guillotine that had turned into scrap metal. Then he took a deep breath and then continued: "Thank you very much. I will remember this kindness." Stay here. I owe you my life, and I will find an opportunity to pay it back to you."

"how did you do it?"

Compared to the grateful lame old man, Qin Shou, who came over immediately, said bluntly: "What did you see? Why didn't the old cripple die?"

"Hey!" the lame old man shouted dissatisfied.

But no one paid any attention to him.

At the same time, the previously stagnant atmosphere became alive again. Obviously, the old cripple's experience also made everyone present wake up again.

"It's a line."

Xun Xi's brows were furrowed, and he directly stated his findings without hiding anything. However, after listening to Xun Xi's detailed description, everyone looked at each other in shock. Because they were in the same position just now, but they didn't see any red curse thread at all.

"Only you can see it?"

"Is it because of the fire of memory?" The medicine seller said solemnly: "The fire of memory was once placed in that brazier. It has a very high supernatural level."

"In the light of the fire."

"It's not impossible."

"Yeah." On the other side, after listening to Xun Xi's description, Qin Shou also whispered: "Can a substitute be used to resist the curse?"

"Probably not."

Xun Xi shook his head when he heard the words: "The damage transferred by the substitute is the damage, but as long as it is touched by the red line, the curse will continue to come over, and there will be new ones after the transfer. There is no way to get rid of it. So we can only be Only by shifting the target before that red line hits can it be effective."

This alone eliminates the use of the Transfer Hand.

Although Xun Xi's transfer hand has the effect of transferring the curse, the prerequisite is contact. This happens to conflict with the rules of red silk thread.

As for the conflict of rules, it compares to the degree of supernatural horror.

Of course, the transfer hand is far less terrifying than the red thread. If Zhenjun Wangsui came in person, maybe they could even compete.

"all in all."

Xun Xi continued to explain: "This red silk thread must catch something. If it doesn't catch something, it will never give up."

As long as it appears, it will definitely take away the target's life.

If you can't fish away life, then fish away the things that interfere with it.

This is a miracle that is definitely not air force.

So here comes the question. The supernatural being who killed the true king in vain can still manage to cope with it by using a chain of contradictory wishes. So what should we do with this last generation of supernatural beings?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Deep in the streets of the ghost city, in the coffin shop of [Wannianju], the sound of knocking work this time was far greater than before. It was like a coffin craftsman encountering a particularly hard piece of wood. The sound of knocking and sawing the wood became heavier and sharper each time.

And almost at the same time-——

"Oops."

Suddenly, Xun Xi raised her head and looked at the rock wall above. And there, he saw a red silk thread slowly hanging down.

It's my turn! ?

"Qiang Qiang!"

In the coffin shop, the moment Xun Xi saw the red line, his voice sped up. I saw the sandalwood coffin slowly sliding towards the outside world again. The appearance of half a villain suddenly emerged, and half of the villain's face, especially the eyes, clearly revealed the charm of Xun Xi.

As if alive.

"Swish!"

At the same time, the red thread that had just revealed its small head suddenly popped out and was thrown towards Xun Xi with lightning speed.

This is not a rigid supernatural attack.

Obviously, this is the last generation of intelligent supernatural beings who are behind the scenes!

"Tsk, look at the move!"

Seeing this, Xun Xi did not dare to hesitate. With a wave of his hand, he raised the scale of the Destiny Broker above his head and threw it towards the falling red silk thread.

This was a tactic that Xun Xi came up with on the spur of the moment.

Since the red silk thread likes fishing, let it catch you. It just depends on whether it has the appetite to eat this big fish after it catches a Yuanchu.

Very good idea.

However---

"Pfft~"

The next second, under Xun Xi's gaze, the red thread seemed to suddenly come to life. It was completely impossible to see how rigid the supernatural rules should be, and it actually bypassed the balance of the fate broker. Then it continued to fall towards Xun Xi's head.

"My day!"

Xun Xi cursed on the spot.

This thing has no martial ethics! Not even the True Monarch who died in vain has such a thing!

In the flash of lightning, Xun Xi suddenly realized: the situation he was in now was actually completely different from the situation when he faced the True Lord who died in vain.

If I have to make an analogy.

His current situation, compared to Zhenjun Fusui, was that he had made an ordinary wish.

In other words, he has entered the "killing range" of the red thread. And if you want to break the situation, you must get out of this "must-kill range."

For example, at the beginning, Xun Xi used his contradictory wishes to escape from the "must-kill range" of the true king who died in vain. Therefore, no matter how powerful the supernatural power of the True Monarch was, it would not affect him. And now, if he wants to avoid the "sure-kill range" of the red silk thread, the condition is probably-——

"Gotta get out of this place!"

——

Xun Xi came to a conclusion.

"Combined with Qin Shou's inference, if this supernatural place is really the inside of a coffin, then as long as it is still inside the coffin, it will always be in the 'must kill range' of this last generation."

"So we have to escape."

"As long as I escape from this place and leave the killing range of this last generation of supernatural beings, it will not be able to do anything to me."

But here comes the problem.

How to escape?

"Hahaha! It's time for you to die~!"

At this moment, the director in the future diary jumped up with an ecstatic look on his face: "It's time for me to add insult to injury and give you the final blow!"

Thinking of this, the director made a quick decision and bit his fingertips.

In fact, it didn't want to write anything. It just wrote something casually at this time to interfere with Xun Xi's thinking and waste his not enough time.

So the director made a stroke of his pen:

【I was attacked. 】

[That is a terrible curse, and my current methods cannot stop it at all. In order to avoid it, I jumped directly into the mercury lake in panic. 】

[The result was unexpected, but I survived unexpectedly. 】

——

This is of course nonsense.

Jump into a lake to survive?

How can it be!

After writing this paragraph, the director couldn't wait to see Xun Xi struggle between left and right, and finally act according to the future he wrote, but he despairedly found that he could not avoid the moment of death. And when that time comes, it will resume writing in blood and write the winner's declaration in the diary.

But what surprised the director was.

After reading the diary, Xun Xi thought for less than a second before taking action and actually jumped into the mercury lake as written.

Hahaha! Shabi!

You really dance!

The director laughed loudly when he saw this. However, soon, it discovered that the cursed red line falling towards Xun Xi landed on the mercury lake.

Then - took it back.

"Holy shit!"

Almost at the same time, Qin Shou suddenly let out a scream. Because only he, as the designer of the cemetery, knows what just happened.

He used it to construct the entire island terrain in the middle of the lake.

And the supernatural prop that divides the moral values ​​and the ghost market group into two mirror spaces, real and false, was fished away by the red silk thread!

The reason is simple.

The target of the red thread is Xun Xi, but as long as it encounters other supernatural props along the way, the target will be automatically transferred to other props.

After Xun Xi jumped into the mercury lake, her whole body was wrapped in it.

No matter which angle it is from or how it is wound, if the red silk thread wants to touch Xun Xi, it must first touch the Mercury Lake. And as long as you touch Mercury Lake, you will inevitably touch the "Evil Mirror Platform" where Qin Shou is hidden. And as long as it touches the "Evil Mirror Platform", the target of the curse will be transferred.

"I didn't expect that."

Seeing the red thread disappear, Xun Xi slowly emerged from the mercury lake: "There is such a clever plan! The future diary is really thanks to it!"

"Without it."

"I'm dead!"

director:"."

No---! ! !