[I walked alone on the deep path of the Shadow Forest, the sunlight was blocked, and it was no different from night. Every leaf of grass and trees shakes and gives me a tremor in my soul. 】

[A strong smell of blood fills my nostrils.] I found the corpse of a huge unknown beast that had just been hunted by the side of the road. The corpse was covered with wounds that were densely pinpoint-sized, barely visible, white and as if blood had been sucked. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was about to go crazy, no one dared to believe it, he was forced to travel to the end of the Qing Dynasty after the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance by a diary.

Moreover, this diary is forcibly written from his point of view, in the first person.

Just open the diary and 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 potholed dirt road, and walking were people with rat tails, dressed in rags, with sallow faces and vegetable-colored faces.

Not far away, there is the cries of small food burdens, and there are torn pants and half-pulled buttocks running and playing with children.

This is a small city in the Northeast, and Zhao Chuanxin knows that in the near future, there will be another war in this land in the Northeast without the participation of the Qing Dynasty, what a fuck!

And he is far from the era of becoming more and more intelligent. He was originally an engraver, he began to learn painting in junior high school, and began to learn carving and other handicrafts in college. But what he learned here didn't seem to be of much use, so he could only watch the diary in his hand automatically continue to be updated.

Diary, going on.

[Before I could lean over to check, I heard a groan of pain coming from the grass.] 】

[A scarred man collapses in a pool of blood. 】

[The man said: Stranger, you have come to a place cursed by the devil. A swarm of plants corrupted by evil energy is about to devour your blood. What you can do is pick up the Eagle Bone Whistle in my hand and disperse them. I don't have the strength to blow it anymore. I'll teach you how to manipulate it now. 】

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin's mind suddenly poured into some strange knowledge.

He was taken aback.

I used to read the diary auto-renewal, but at most it was just a lively look.

Unexpectedly, the contents of the diary would be transmitted into his mind.

[There was a rattling sound in the grass, and dozens or hundreds of vines were entwined with each other, like poisonous snakes. They have scaly-like spikes that stretch and retract freely. The unknown giant beast that died on the side of the road was killed by these vines. 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but say "Cao", this is definitely not me, I won't be so stupid. If it were me, I would be the first to stay away from right and wrong, and I would never be able to do such a good thing as helping the old lady cross the road.

[I followed the method taught by the man and blew the eagle bone whistle. The vines stopped. 】

[The whistle of the Eagle Bone Whistle has some kind of magic.] 】

[I played a different blow, and the vines began to retreat. 】

[I breathe 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 him, who took out the dagger from his bosom and stabbed me in the waist. 】

[The man smirked and said: Idiot, I lost control of those devil vines, so I had to borrow your help to help.] But how could I easily learn the method of controlling the devil's vine from the druids? 】

Damn retarded!

It's definitely not me! I'm not someone who gives my back to a stranger so easily.

Zhao Chuanxin thought viciously.

[I'm dead!] 】

[Deduct one year of life!] 】

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin's head was dizzy, his body trembled, and he felt an obvious feeling of weakness coming.

Really killed?

The older a person gets, the worse his physical condition becomes. Maybe the weakness day after day is not obvious, but after a year of weakness all of a sudden, the feeling is still quite obvious.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he might have really been deducted from his life, and he had been deducted from his life for a year.

Isn't this a trap?

Am I that stupid? Diary, how can you write blindly?

What to do? What am I going to do?

I really didn't write the diary!

"I am resurrected, resurrected in the astonished gaze of a man. 】

[I was shocked, shocked that the man actually stabbed him in the back! ] 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't bear it anymore.

If it's none of your business, just just watching the excitement, it's nothing more than complaining. Now that he is really dead, he must not sit still.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but scratch and write on the diary with his index finger: "I took advantage of the man's shock and weakness to kick the knife in his hand.

I grabbed him by the neck and shouted, "Damn, dare to harm me, take your life!" ”

After 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 spit out the words through the gaps left in his throat and eyes: Let me go, I will hand over all the methods of manipulating the devil vine to you, so that you have the ability to 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, staring at him viciously, so that he could continue." ”

[The man was frightened by my ferocity, taught me all the ways to manipulate the devil's vine, and told me the cause and effect of his injury. 】

[The man is an experienced hunter, one of the few who dares to haunt the Shadow Forest all year round. However, walking by the river without getting his shoes wet, the man was seriously injured by a huge beast in the Shadow Forest. Later, the eagle bone whistle was blown, and the devil vine was summoned, killing 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, causing Zhao Chuanxin to be a little dizzy.

As soon as I woke up, I saw that the diary was still going on.

[After the man finished speaking, he was weak and tired, which made his eyelids fight. He was frightened by my ferocity and my ability to rise from the dead. 】

[I'm hesitant, I now have three options. 】

[One: I let him go and left by myself. I'm going to get the Eagle Bone Whistle. 】

[Two: I kill him, and then leave.] I will be given a year of life. 】

[Three: Not only did I spare him, but I also saved him, and I was able to get the Eagle Bone Sentry and a well-trained devil's vine. 】

According to Zhao Chuanxin's normal thoughts, of course, it is the safest way to kill him with direct revenge and then leave.

But it seems that the third option is the most cost-effective.

He was afraid that the diary would automatically make a choice for him, so he hurriedly wrote: "I choose the third option. ”

At this moment, he felt a foreign object suddenly stuffed into his palm.

Looking down, there was an extra jade bone whistle in his left hand, about less than 10 centimeters long, engraved with a mysterious totem of unknown meaning. There are two holes that allow you to manipulate the rhythm. It is tied by a leather rope and can be hung around the neck.

On the right hand there was a bundle of things that looked like ropes. If you look closely, it looks like a vine. However, the body is covered with fine scaly spines, and the spines are lodging at this time, so they do not prick their hands.

This is the Devil's Vine!

Can you bring things to life?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I hung the devil vine on my waist and put the eagle bone whistle around my neck. Continue to read the journal.

[The man looks grateful to Dade, I don't know if this gratitude is true or not.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin pouted, stupid, of course he acted it. Just returned you to life and death, will Lao Yinbi be grateful to him?

Thinking of this, he had an idea. If you write it yourself, you can put it into action and make it come true. So......

He wrote: "I found out that I was Superman, and I was able to fly to the sky. ”

[Obviously, I don't have that great ability, it's just that I think too much.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

This kind of imagination that does not fit reality does not work at all. can let him use his imagination to enrich the details of the world in the diary to guide the future, hehe, don't you know this brain hole?

You can only let the diary continue on its own.

But you can't let it develop, you must interfere when the time is right, otherwise the lifespan of your sub-healthy body may be gone in a short time.

[The man told me that the corpses of huge beasts are also precious. I should have peeled the fur first and could sell it to the store and they would give a good price. But before that, the man asked me to help him with his wounds. 】

[After saying that, the man fainted.] 】

At this point, Zhao Chuanxin gave birth to a moth again.

He wrote: "I have gone back on my word, I don't want to save him, I let him fend for himself here." ”

[Although such immoral thoughts were born, I still had to abide by the agreement, helped the man take care of his wounds, and picked herbs for him. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

Can't regret it?

[I disposed of the fur of a great beast. 】

[Now, I have two choices: carry the man on my back and continue to walk towards the interior of the Shadow Forest, or go out with the fur of the giant beast and find a shop to sell the fur. 】

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly wrote: "I chose to walk out of the Shadow Forest and sell my fur. ”

If it's a game, or a novel, the more exciting and bizarre the better. But if it is connected to his real life, then the more secure the better.

In fact, he had an impulse: close the diary and never open it again.

But thinking about the turmoil of this era, and looking at the real devil vines and eagle bone whistles, he thought it would be better to explore them again.

In such times, even if he did not die in the hands of the diary, he could have died in the aftermath of war, famine and pestilence, and the slaughter of bearded bandits.

In this era, there are 10,000 ways to die, but it is difficult to live.

[I blew the eagle bone whistle and asked the devil vine to help clear the way, and walked out of the Shadow Forest smoothly. 】

[I found the shop, and the owner was a kind old man with thick glasses. 】

[The shopkeeper gave the price, and I exchanged the fur of the huge beast for 6 months of life. 】

[The shopkeeper also gave him a list of his few goods.] 】

[A powerful self-fire pistol, price: 5 months life.] 】

[A bottle of black viscous antidote, which can detoxify all poisons, price: 6 months of life. 】

[A bottle of white diluted stamina elixir, which can be taken when you run out of stamina to increase the time of exploration.] Price: 8 months lifespan. 】