My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

As the plane took off, the cadence of crying, as written in the novel, began to echo through the cabin. Chen Mo, who found this, was in a panic almost immediately. Because the novel on the phone has not been updated, the fear of the unknown has seized his heart.

(Quick update!)

Chen Mo clung to the phone tightly, hoping to see the little red dot prompting the update immediately, so as to master the way to deal with this strange cry.

However, at this time...

"Huh?" On the other side of the first-class cabin, Xun Xi suddenly opened his eyes and saw a flash of red light.

In the next second, Chen Mo saw Xun Xi's shadow, shone by the red light, suddenly twisted uncomfortably, turning into the shape of a long-haired woman. Shadow's palm and Xun Xi's palm were tightly held together. As soon as she appeared, the crying around her stopped instantly.

"what happened?"

At the same time, Wu Mian was also awakened. I saw that he first looked around in surprise, and then said solemnly: "...A supernatural event happened?"

"Yes."

Xun Xi glanced at Chen Mo imperceptibly, and said calmly: "Si Nian found out that there is a supernatural power spreading, so he took the initiative to stop it."

Even if the lights were not bright, Xun Xi could still see Chen Mo's terrified face.

Is this the supernatural event predicted by Chen Mo?

Thinking of this, Xun Xi patted the future diary on his chest again, to see how powerful others are? Look at you again, you are already a fallen pigeon!

And speaking of it, after Ascension Day, the director also fell into complete silence.

Isn't it dead?

"Supernatural power..."

On the other side, Wu Mian heard the words and felt a little, and then frowned: "It's strange, I can only feel the supernatural, but I didn't find any specific phenomena."

Chen Mo next to him swallowed when he heard the words.

(They really can't hear?)

(Obviously this cry is getting louder and louder....)

Although the existence of Xun Xi prevented the cry from getting close to the area where the three of them were, but other areas of the plane were unable to escape the influence of the cry.

"There are too many people here, Captain."

Seeing this, he said in a low voice, "Can you isolate the influence of this supernatural power, or find out where the supernatural power is? Otherwise, it will be troublesome for the harm to spread."

As soon as this statement came out, Chen Mo immediately looked over excitedly, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart: If Xun Xi can solve this supernatural incident, then there is nothing to be afraid of, and he will definitely not die. However, before he finished speaking, he saw Xun Xi shook his head.

"I'm already doing that."

Xun Xi looked around. In fact, he had already asked Si Nian to spread his power into the entire cabin, but the strange place was here.

"Si Nian didn't find anything."

Although under the protection of Si Nian, the supernatural power could not hurt anyone, but Si Nian could not find the source of the supernatural power.

Of course, even so, Xun Xi had a solution.

but----

"Cough cough!"

In the next second, Xun Xi's face suddenly turned pale, then coughed and said weakly: "...Actually, I was seriously injured in the previous [Ascension Sun] incident, and it's not very good now. And this spirituality is still strengthening, I can't hold it anymore."

-----Xun Xi intends to try Chen Mo again.

The most important thing is that he wants to know how Chen Mo predicts the future, as well as the limit of predicting the future, and what is the difference between his own future diary.

On the other hand, Wu Mian is full of question marks.

Captain, are you kidding me?

I asked Qi Dongqiang, when you pulled me out of the monster group, there was no sign of serious injury at all.

However, having said that, one of the nice things about being faceless is knowing how to lie down. So even though he was full of complaints, he kept silent and didn't say a word. After all, having experienced so many supernatural events, he firmly believes in one thing: trusting Xun Xi, he can create miracles.

However, Chen Mo was not so calm.

(Severe injuries have not healed!?)

Chen Mo was obviously a little panicked. At this moment, the suddenly vibrating mobile phone became his life-saving straw, because the prophecy novel was updated again.

Seeing this, Chen Mo quickly looked at the phone.

[Xun Xi's state doesn't seem to be very good. 】

[The cry grows louder. 】

[And this situation also reminded Chen Mo of his supernatural power. His supernatural power is that in a confined space, the more palm prints, the easier it is for people to die. What about this cry? Will it be like him, in a confined space, the louder the cry, the more likely it is to cause death? 】

[In other words. 】

[This cry is supernatural, and it is of the same type as my own supernatural power, so I can hear the cry, so I can sense it in advance. 】

(It turned out to be so!)

Seeing this, Chen Mo, who was in a panic, suddenly realized that the self in the novel is different, and his brain has been blank just now.

(And what about the solution?)

[After discovering the supernatural ability, Chen Mo immediately had an idea. 】

[Your ability can also continue to grow stronger in a confined space. In this case, let your spirituality fight against that weird cry. And as time goes by, his control over the confined space will continue to become stronger, so that he can at least find the source of the crying. 】

[And just find the source. 】

[I have the opportunity to limit it, and even control it like I control a confined space, this is a great opportunity for me! 】

[Chen Mo bravely made an attempt. 】

[However, with the confrontation between the palm print in the confined space and the cry, he still couldn't find the source of the cry, which should have been impossible... Thinking of this, Chen Mo's mind flashed , suddenly reacted: the source of the crying is not in the plane! 】

(Okay~! As expected of me in the novel.)

Seeing this, Chen Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Xun Xi: "That... Captain, I may have a way to find this supernatural being."

As the words came out, Chen Mo suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart.

Although you are very powerful, don't you still have to rely on me in the end?

However, at the same time, Xun Xi tapped on the armrest and smiled silently.

(As soon as you look at your phone, come and talk to me.)

(Not thinking at all?)

(My future diary always shows death at the end. It doesn't give me direct hints, it only gives me clues. I need to piece together the answer by myself. So every time I read the diary, I need to think for a while, but he No. It seems that his prediction will give the answer directly. The medium should be the mobile phone. But there is no typing action, which means that he cannot communicate with him in the future.)

(At least not now.)

(And compared to the future diary, the concealment of his predictions is indeed much higher. From my perspective, he just keeps staring at the phone.)

(but.....)

Considering that despair writers predict the future in the form of words, in most cases, the method of predicting is not difficult to speculate.

The things that can record text in the mobile phone are nothing more than software such as memos and reminders. But considering that Chen Mo just watched from beginning to end, and there is no sign of typing communication, many software with communication functions can be excluded, and the answer is ready to come out.

(...It should be a novel.)

This guess fits right in with the identity of a desperate writer. After knowing the specific form of expression, Xun Xi also knew Chen Mo's prediction.

While Xun Xi was thinking.

Chen Mo continued to explain: "My ability can continue to grow stronger in a confined space, maybe I can compete with this supernatural being, and even find its source..."

"no need."

".....Eh?"

Xun Xi interrupted Chen Mo's words.

Now that he has fully understood Chen Mo's prediction method, Xun Xi naturally doesn't want to waste any more time: "The source of the supernatural is outside the plane."

Chen Mo: "???"

How did you know! ?

"How did you know, Captain?" Wu Mian asked Chen Mo's doubts.

"Why don't you ask?" As soon as he finished speaking, Si Nian's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and leaned against Xun Xi's side. And Xun Xi said with a natural face: "As soon as the supernatural power appeared, Si Nian immediately reacted, indicating that it could not hide it from Si Nian. But Si Nian couldn't find it, so it was only possible that it was not in the plane at all. already."

"Right, Si Nian?"

After speaking, Xun Xi also touched Si Nian's big head beside him, while Si Nian shyly turned his neck 180 degrees behind his back and did not dare to look at him.

Chen Mo: "......"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression of Demons, which is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.