I walked alone in the deep path of the shadow forest. The sunlight was blocked, and it was no different from night here. Every leaf of grass and trees shakes, bringing tremors to my soul.
A strong smell of blood filled my nose. I found the carcass of a huge, unknown beast that had just been killed by the roadside. There were numerous wounds on the corpse. Those wounds were densely distributed with tiny, almost invisible wounds the size of needle tips. The wounds were white, as if blood had been sucked from them.
Zhao Chuanxin almost went crazy. No one could believe it when he told him that he was forced to travel through a diary to the late Qing Dynasty after the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China.
Moreover, this diary is forcibly continued in the first person from his perspective.
As long as you open the diary, it will continue to write. Close it and it stops.
At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin was squatting in the corner. In front of him was a bumpy dirt road, and walking on it were passers-by with rat-tails, ragged clothes, and sallow faces.
Not far away, there was the sound of snacks being sold, and there were children running around and playing with their trousers with holes in their buttocks exposed.
This is a small town in the Northeast. Zhao Chuanxin knew that in the near future, there would be another war in this Northeastern land without the participation of the Qing Dynasty. It was really fucked
And he , far away from the increasingly intelligent era. He was originally a sculptor. He started learning painting in junior high school, and started learning sculpture and other crafts in college. He wandered around for a few years. When short videos emerged, he began to prosper. But what he learned here seemed to be of no use. He could only watch helplessly as the diary in his hand continued to be updated automatically.
The diary continues.
Before I leaned over to check, I heard painful groans coming from the grass.
A scarred man fell in a pool of blood.
The man said, stranger, you have come to a place cursed by the devil. There will soon be a group of plants corrupted by evil spirits that will swallow your blood. What you can do is pick up the eagle bone whistle in my hand and drive them away. I no longer have the strength to blow it. I'll teach you how to control it now.
At this time, some strange knowledge suddenly poured into Zhao Chuanxin's mind.
He was taken aback.
In the past, when the diary automatically continued, it was just a fun thing to watch.
Unexpectedly, the contents of the diary would be transmitted into his mind.
There was a rustling sound in the grass, and dozens or hundreds of vines were entangled with each other, like poisonous snakes, surrounding them. They have scale-like spikes on their bodies that can be retracted freely. The unknown huge beast that died on the roadside was killed by these vines.
Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but say "Cao", this is definitely not me, I will not be so stupid. If it were me, I would run away from right and wrong as soon as possible. I would never be able to do such a good thing as helping an old lady cross the road.
I blew the eagle bone whistle according to the method taught by the man. The vines stopped.
The whistle of the eagle bone whistle has some kind of magical power.
I changed my tune and played another way, and the vines began to retreat.
I breathed a sigh of relief and put down the eagle bone whistle.
At this time, I suddenly felt a pain in my lower back. It turned out to be the man behind me, who took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it into my waist.
The man smiled ferociously and said, "Idiot, I lost control of those devil vines, so I had to borrow your power to help." However, the method of controlling devil's vine that I learned from the druid, how can I let you learn it so easily?
What a fool
This is definitely not me. People who give it to strangers.
Zhao Chuanxin thought fiercely.
I am dead
Deduction of one year from lifespan
Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin’s head was dizzy, his body was trembling, and he felt an obvious feeling of weakness. .
My life was really taken away
The older a person is, the worse his physical condition becomes. Maybe the weakness day after day is not obvious, but after being weak for a year, the feeling is still quite obvious.
Zhao Chuanxin knew that he might really be deprived of his life by one year.
Isn’t this a scam?
Am I such a stupid person? Diary, how can you write blindly?
What should I do?
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The diary was really not written by me
I was resurrected, and I was resurrected in the man’s surprised eyes.
I was shocked, shocked that the man stabbed him in the back
Zhao Chuanxin couldn't bear it anymore.
If it has nothing to do with you and you are just casually watching the fun, it is nothing more than complaining. Now that his life is really on hold, he must not sit still and wait for death.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but use his index finger to scratch and write on the diary, "I took advantage of the man's shock and weakness to kick the knife out of his hand.
I strangled his neck and yelled, "You damn bastard, you dare to harm me, you will die."
After finishing writing, Zhao Chuanxin stared at the diary.
The man rolled his eyes when I pinched him.
It worked, it really worked
Zhao Chuanxin was overjoyed
The man struggled to use the remaining gap in his throat to pronounce the words "Let me go, I will I will give you all the methods to control Devil's Vine so that you can protect yourself in the Shadow Forest.
Afraid that the "self" in the diary would do something stupid again, Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly wrote with his fingers, "Although I let go of my hand, I still pressed on the man fiercely. Stare at him so that he can continue."
The man was frightened by my ferocity and taught me all the ways to control the devil's vine, and told me the causes and consequences of his injury.
The man is an experienced hunter, one of the few who dares to go to the Shadow Forest all year round. However, there is no way to keep your shoes wet while walking by the river. The man was attacked by a huge beast in the Shadow Forest and was seriously injured. laterHe blew the eagle bone whistle, summoned the devil vine, and killed the huge beast.
But the man no longer had the strength to continue blowing the whistle, causing the summoned devil vine to lose control and later met me.
A large amount of knowledge poured into his mind, making Zhao Chuanxian a little dizzy.
I just woke up and saw that the diary was still going on.
After the man finished speaking, he was so weak and exhausted that his eyes were fighting. He was frightened by my ferocity and my ability to rise from the dead.
I am very hesitant. I now have three choices.
I let him go and left. I'll get the eagle bone whistle.
I will kill him and leave. I will get one year to live.
Three I not only let him go, but also rescued him. I can get the eagle bone whistle and a well-trained devil's vine.
According to Zhao Chuanxin's normal thinking, of course, he would kill him with a direct complaint and then leave. This is the safest way.
But it seems that choosing the third option is more cost-effective.
He was afraid that the diary would automatically make a choice for him, so he quickly wrote, "I choose the third option."
At this time, he felt something foreign suddenly stuffed into his palm.
Looking down, there was a jade bone whistle already wrapped in his left hand, about less than 10 centimeters long, with a mysterious totem of unknown meaning engraved on it. There are two holes to manipulate the rhythm. Tie with a leather cord and can be hung around the neck.
There is something coiled up in the right hand that looks like a rope. If you look closely, it looks like a vine. However, there are fine scale-like thorns all over the body. The thorns are lying down at this time, so they will not prick the hand.
This is the devil's vine
It can actually bring things into reality
I didn't have time to think too much, so I hung the devil's vine around my waist and used the eagle bone whistle. Wear it around your neck. Continue reading the diary.
The man seemed grateful, but I didn’t know whether this gratitude was true or false.
Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips, idiot, of course it was a show. Lao Yinbi would be grateful to him for fighting to the death just now
Thinking of this, he had an idea. If you can put everything you write down into action, it can come true. Well
He wrote, "I discovered that I am a superman, and I can fly into the sky and escape from the earth."
Obviously, I do not have that amazing ability. .
Zhao Chuanxin ""
This kind of imagination that does not conform to reality will not work at all. He can use his imagination to enrich the details of the world in the diary to guide the future direction. Haha, don't you know this?
The diary can only be continued on its own.
But you cannot let it develop. You must intervene at the appropriate time, otherwise the lifespan of your sub-healthy body may be gone in a short time.
The man told me that the carcasses of huge beasts are also valuable. I should peel the skin off first and sell it to a store and they will give a good price. butBefore that, the man asked me to help him treat his wounds.
After saying that, the man fainted.
At this point, Zhao Chuanxin had another problem.
He wrote, "I went back on my word. I didn't want to save him anymore. I let him fend for himself here."
Although such immoral thoughts have arisen, I still He had to abide by the agreement, help the man take care of his wounds, and pick herbs for him.
Zhao Chuanxin ""
There is no way to regret the move
I dealt with the fur of the huge beast.
Now, I have two choices: carry the man on my back and continue walking into the Shadow Forest, or go out with the fur of the huge beast and find a store to sell the fur.
Zhao Chuanxin quickly wrote, "I choose to walk out of the Shadow Forest and sell my fur."
If it is playing games or watching movies, then the more exciting and bizarre the better. But if it is connected to his real life, then the more secure it is, the better.
In fact, he had an urge to close the diary and never open it again.
But thinking about the turmoil of this era, and looking at the devil's vine and eagle bone whistle that he actually got, he thought it would be better to explore it some more.
In this era, even if he did not die in the hands of the diary, he might have died from the effects of war, famine and plague, or the massacre by the bearded bandits.
In this era, there are ten thousand ways to die, but it is very difficult to survive.
I blew the eagle bone whistle and asked the devil's vine to help open the way, and successfully walked out of the Shadow Forest.
I found the store. The owner was a kind old man wearing thick glasses.
The shop owner gave me the price, and I used the fur of a huge beast in exchange for 6 months of life.
The shopkeeper also gave a list of his few goods.
A powerful Suifa pistol with a price of 5 months and a lifespan of 5 months.
A bottle of black viscous antidote potion can detoxify hundreds of poisons, and the price is 6 months.
A bottle of white diluted stamina potion can be taken when your stamina is exhausted to increase the time for exploration. Price for 8 month life. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft