My future diary cannot be the last one

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

The purpose of learning fighting is also very simple: he is considerate and likes to reason with others, and being proficient in fighting can make people calmly reason with him.

All in all, his fist hurt a bit.

"Ouch!"

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

".Zhao Yuanxing?"

The psychiatrist summoned by that recording! But why does he appear here? Aren’t all supernatural beings restricted?

"Isn't it just to say hello, that's all?"

After hearing Xun Xi's voice, Zhao Yuanxing, who was lying on the ground, finally regained his composure, slumped on the ground with some reluctance, and said in a whimpering voice:

"Grandma, 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 immediately. He originally thought it was a ghostly ghost lingering on the recording, chasing him into the matchmaker's country. But something is obviously wrong with Zhao Yuanxing. Compared with the stupid doctor before who could only ask stories, the Zhao Yuanxing in front of him

".Seems more human?"

"It's more like that." Hearing Xun Xi's soliloquy, Zhao Yuanxing immediately raised his head and said, "I'm just a human being. You should have seen me in the recording."

"Resurrected?" Xun Xi's frown deepened: "How did you do it?"

"The principle is rather special."

Zhao Yuanxing struggled to stand up: "So you can understand that I used the power of a supernatural item to hide myself in the recording."

"If not for that, I would have died long ago."

"But even so, I felt that it was impossible for me to wake up again, so I just wanted to send the recording. Unexpectedly, as soon as I closed and opened my eyes, I appeared in this place. I said hello to you before, but you ignored me Me, it’s like you didn’t see me.”

"It's hard to ignore me."

"But he raised his hand and punched me."

Having said this, Zhao Yuanxing took out a few more pieces of toilet paper from the toilet, and after fussing with his mouth for a while, he took out a tooth: "I'm really in trouble."

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

The train's paranormal restriction rules have not expired.

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

"This is really an unexpected surprise."

Xun Xi rolled his eyes and said immediately: "What happened to the Love Without Borders Lunatic Asylum? Why did you escape?"

"I have no idea."

Zhao Yuanxing shook his head: "In fact, I am not complete now. I cut myself into countless parts when I hid it in the recording."

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

Zhao Yuanxing rubbed his eyebrows and recalled:

"For this reason, I transformed myself into that form. To ensure that no matter what special circumstances I encounter, I will never die."

"It's also a screening."

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

Having said this, Zhao Yuanxing looked at Xun Xi again, his eyes filled with excitement and said: "Being able to do this can even make me sober, at least as a critically ill patient."

Then, he looked around again and seemed to have some realization: "This should be the spiritual realm. Are you fighting another critically ill patient? But your opponent seems to be more sick than you. Same. As a critically ill patient, the other party's supernatural power is obviously stronger."

Critically ill patients?

Spiritual realm?

Xun Xi felt that this should be another name for the Xinhuo-level transcendent and the country within the Great Ai Wujiang Lunatic Asylum, which was quite hospital-style.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xun Xi refocused his attention.

Although Zhao Yuanxing's appearance was an unexpected surprise, the top priority 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 bloody words on the pink paper also began to change.

[You have finished investigating your room. 】

[Dyeing crazy eyes allows you to see the true appearance of the room. I believe you have learned how to act, so come and experience it! 】

The next second, the doorbell suddenly sounded at the door.

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

Xun Xi did not answer, but continued to look at the pink paper in his hand. Sure enough, as the doorbell rang, the bloody words on it changed again.

[You hear a sharp, piercing sound from the doorbell. 】

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

Three different options surfaced on the paper.

[One: Take a nap. (Wiping tears under the quilt, it doesn’t matter after wiping 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 choosing one."

At the same time, 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 options above. If you mess around, It’s easy to trigger the supernatural rules in the field.”

"That makes sense."

Xun Xi looked at the three options on the pink paper. After thinking for a while, he stood up and strode towards the door of the room.

"wait wait wait!"

When Zhao Yuanxing saw this, he immediately became nervous. He grabbed Xun Xi and whispered, "Brother, are you going to open the door? Why don't you think about it again? This is the spiritual realm. God knows what kind of monster is outside the door. How can I I just met you easily, what will I do if you die?"

"Do not worry."

Xun Xi shook his head and explained seriously: "This train has strong restrictions on supernatural beings, so the possibility of someone not being outside the door is not high."

"But it's not completely absent."

"Be careful with your ship."

What Zhao Yuanxing said was truly sincere.

After all, there are only three critically ill patients in the Love Without Borders Lunatic Asylum, and they are all lunatics. How could Xun Xi look so normal.

Such people are hard to come by.

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

Zhao Yuanxing was kind-hearted.

But Xun Xi was determined.

"One doesn't work. After all, such a harsh doorbell is enough to wake anyone up. Choosing one will make the people outside the door suspect that there is something wrong with the people inside, which is counterproductive. There is also something wrong with the third. How can a normal person take care of it at such a time? Mirror. So choosing the second one is the most reliable."

"It's impossible for a normal person to open the door at this time!"

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

"Anyway, you've done it before."

".No."

After hearing what Zhao Yuanxing said, Xun Xi's eyes suddenly lit up: "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. I'm sure now that the third option is a trap."

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