My future diary cannot be the last one

Niou told the truth frankly.

Among the six people, only one will definitely survive, and this is without even entering the Ghost Gate Inn. Such a dangerous situation makes everyone except Xun Xi feel like giving up. , until Niou spoke again: "But I have a way."

"You told me earlier!?"

As soon as Renwang finished speaking, Wu Maang immediately complained: "Why didn't you tell me earlier if you had an idea? It scared my little heart and made me jump all over the place."

Upon seeing this, Niou smiled apologetically.

"Because my method cannot guarantee success."

"After all, the Ghost Gate Inn, as a supernatural place, is a little bit more powerful. If other countries want to invade the inn, it is basically impossible to succeed."

Before King Ren finished speaking, Xun Xi suddenly interrupted her.

“So it’s not feasible for the country to lead people.”

"In this case, the biggest difficulty is how to predict the time of unveiling the coffin. Is the speed at which the road leads turn red fixed? Or is it completely random?"

"Although it is fixed, there is a certain error." Nioh smiled bitterly.

(Isn’t this a lie?) Chen Mo cursed in his heart on the spot. If it weren't for Nioh's two-meter-tall figure, exaggerated pecs, and status as a special commissioner, he might have gotten up and left. Only fools would do this kind of thing that is purely betting on probability.

On the other side, Xun Xi continued: "So what is your solution?"

"That's it." King Ni immediately explained after hearing this: "I will ask the Scarecrow to make a few tokens for you, and the tokens will be attached with my supernatural power."

"With my supernatural blessing."

"The supernatural attacks you receive will be transferred to me."

"I will tell you the time it took for the guide to turn red when I used it last time, and you can judge for yourself. Then I will hold the guide in hand. If any of you miscalculate the time after I come out, I can also rescue you. And make sure none of you die in a coffin.”

This is the way only a benevolent king can do it.

After all, there are very few people who can be like her, not only with high health and high defense, but also able to directly bear injuries for teammates, so this method is indeed feasible.

"Is that why you brought this person with you?"

Xun Xi looked at Liu Xing, who was codenamed Scarecrow: "The kingdom cannot be used in the inn, so I let people pass on their supernatural powers instead of the kingdom."

"Yes." King Ni nodded.

On the other side, the Scarecrow also breathed a sigh of relief. He obviously understood Nioh's thoughts and was full of trust in Nioh: "My ability is the same as the code name, which is to make a scarecrow, but I need to use human hair as a medium. And the finished product will be Establish a psychic connection with a medium.”

"Usually in the team, I am responsible for emergency rescue."

"After all, there are always some injured people who are not within the captain's sight and cannot be rescued. My supernatural powers are specially designed to deal with that situation."

Just like Nioh said.

As a team under the special commissioner, whether it is Scarecrow or Crow, the meaning of its existence does not actually lie in its strong combat effectiveness. It's about how much support he can provide to the team leader and Nioh, and how much shortcomings he can fill. This is the most important quality.

Xun Xi naturally believed what Ren Wang said.

Besides, he also has a "true protagonist" here. Xun Xi believes that Chen Mo will definitely be able to get hints of the time when Lu Yin will become famous from the novel.

"That's okay." So Xun Xi agreed with King Ren's suggestion.

When Xun Xi opened his mouth, Wu Maang and Chen Mo naturally would no longer object. The only difference was that Chen Mo was still a little unwilling, while Wu Maang calmed down instantly, with an expression like "Since Xun Xi agreed, it must be no problem." Every gesture and gesture shows his confidence in Xun Xi.

Without further ado.

Niou, who did things neatly, took everyone directly to an empty room with six nanmu coffins in the next step.

However, what surprised Xun Xi was————

(It doesn’t seem right.)

From the conference room to the room where the coffin was placed, Chen Mo clutched his phone from beginning to end, staring at the phone screen even at the cost of attracting strange looks from others. However, the longer he looked at it, the more sweat formed on his face. There was no expression of relaxation or confidence at all.

And this look. The novel of prediction has not been updated?

Actually pigeon?

This change made Xun Xi somewhat unexpected. Could it be that Niwang's method was actually completely risk-free and could not even prompt updates for that precognitive novel?

Or rather, the writer predicted my prediction.

Are you going to wait until Chen Mo lies in the coffin before updating?

Thinking of this, Xun Xi took another photo of Future Diary. It's a pity that this thing is still the same as before, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any movement at all.

"Last time I used a road guide."

"It takes five minutes for the road signs to turn red."

"But this time there are more people, and I suspect that the time for Luyin to turn red may also be extended accordingly. When Luyin is about to completely turn red, I will hit the coffin board hard. If you can hear it, hurry up Come out. I will beat the rhythm according to Ode to Joy."

"One more thing" Nioh continued:

"Even if there is an accident, don't panic. Hold on to the scarecrows in your hands. With them, I can save you no matter what danger you encounter."

"understand?"

"clear!"

The Scarecrow and the Crow were the first to reply. Wu Maang and Chen Mo glanced at Xun Xi, and after seeing Xun Xi nodding in the same way, they followed closely and spoke.

Six people poured blood on the road guide one after another.

Then he put the coffin and closed the lid.

"Boom!"

After closing the coffin lid, darkness instantly enveloped everything, and the sound was isolated. Only his own heartbeat and gentle breathing were left. Immediately afterwards, for some unknown reason, a cloud of cool air suddenly rose up from the bottom of the coffin, as if a small hand was gently caressing Xun Xi's head.

But he saw Xun Xi not squinting his eyes, completely unmoved.

Then I saw him take out his mobile phone, open the clock software, switch to the stopwatch interface, decisively press the start button, and start counting down for five minutes.

He even played the song "Gong Xi Fa Cai" by the way.

"I congratulate you on getting rich~, I congratulate you on being wonderful~"

"The best ones please come here~, the bad ones please go away~"

"Oh, don't be surprised if there are so many people~"

Faced with this scene, even the cold air above the head seemed to be at a loss. After a while, it dissipated on its own amid the singing.

As time passed, the future diary in Xun Xi's arms was never updated. Time passed minute by minute, and the stopwatch time on the phone was getting closer and closer to the five minutes agreed upon before. However, within these five minutes, Xun Xi discovered that something was wrong with the coffin she was in.

I saw Xun Xi's fingers tracing around the coffin.

Originally, these coffins were made of fine golden nanmu. They would not rot much even if they were left for a hundred years, let alone five minutes.

But now.

Xun Xi not only smelled the smell of rotting wood, but the inside of the originally neat coffin also became pitted at some point.

It seems like hundreds of thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Why is this happening?"

Xun Xi was a little hesitant. He was not worried about dying here. Firstly, the diary had not been updated yet. Secondly, he also had his own life-saving skills.

He left Si Nian outside.

The worst he could do was commit suicide and then resurrect next to Si Nian.

This trick has always been Xun Xi's ultimate trump card.

Tried and true.

".Time is up."

After seeing what was going on, Xun Xi put his hand directly on the coffin lid above his head without delay, and then used his strength to lift the coffin lid and climb out.

However, he soon discovered that he couldn't push it away!

The coffin lid, which had no coffin nails and was easy to push open, was now as heavy as a mountain. Even with Xun Xi's inhuman strength at this moment, he could not push it open at all. It seemed as if something was pressing on the coffin board, preventing him from leaving and trapping him in the coffin!

"Can you be cowardly?"

After a brief daze, Xun Xi took out the supernatural poker without any hesitation, opened the cover card, and summoned the dog-headed guillotine to strike directly at the coffin lid above his head.

"Kacha!"

The next second, the coffin lid above Xun Xi's head was split open by his knife.