My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

"It's really...almost fell short."

Standing outside his ancestral house, Qi Hehua took a deep breath and let the unique rural air mixed with the smell of grass circulate in his body.

He likes to do it.

Because only in this way can he clearly feel that he is still alive.

Yes, he wants to live.

And live better.

"boom!"

At this moment, only a heavy muffled sound was heard, and then the door of the ancestral house opened with a creaking sound, and two figures came out one after the other. Qi Hehua looked at it in response, and immediately smiled slightly: "[Fanhua] Hua Jingqiang, the most outstanding one of the first-level commissioners of the Jingwei Division."

"You really know me." Hua Jing complained in a deep voice.

"Thank you so much." Qi Hehua bowed slightly: "If you hadn't killed me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to regain my senses so quickly."

Xun Xi's guess was correct.

The reason why he was immersed in the so-called "immortal cultivation" before was mainly due to the influence of the supernatural power brought about by the night ritual of returning to the soul.

And after rewriting and rebirth, Huihun Ye was purified by Hua Jing and resentment, he naturally got rid of the influence of supernatural power and regained the IQ that a capitalist should have. But to be honest, Qi Hehua still had some lingering fears in his heart, because he almost failed completely.

If he hadn't been killed.

Then he will be trapped in the ancestral house by Qi Delong in the chaos, and he will not die suddenly because of the failure of the ceremony until the end of the soul-returning night ceremony.

Of course, at that time, he will still instinctively use his copying ability to resurrect.

But at that time, the soul-returning night ceremony was over. The verdict of the murder game will see him as the victim and Zidron as the murderer.

The murder game will also end.

Both ceremonies are over, and even if he can be resurrected, he can't be promoted again.

"How can I say it, it can only be said that it was a blessing in disguise. Although the hypocrites of the Relief Society gave my father a way to disrupt my ceremony, they also established the identity of detectives and invited you here. By mistake, it gave me a chance to come back.”

"In this regard, the relief will be really fair."

Speaking of this, Qi Hehua suddenly looked at him, then glanced at Hua Jingqi and Wu Mian, and said, "...Speaking of which, there are three of you."

"What about the last one?"

"He has left."

Hua Jing complained bluntly: "The double ceremony you built is really ingenious, so we will hold you here and wait for him to bring reinforcements to solve it."

"Reinforcement? It's scary."

Hearing this, Qi Hehua quickly patted his chest: "Are those special commissioners at the headquarters of Jingwei Division? It is said that they are all monsters in human skins."

Qi Hehua's actions were very exaggerated.

However, Hua Jingqing frowned upon seeing this. Because he found that although Qi Hehua looked scared, the expression on his face didn't know why-----

(As if really scared?)

Hua Jingzheng has a supernatural item that can tell whether a person is lying or not, and grasp his psychological changes through appearance, so he can find out.

Qi Hehua seemed to be covering up something.

But soon, this doubt was temporarily thrown out of mind by Hua Jingxuan.

He has more important things to do now.

"OK OK."

I saw Qi Hehua said with a relaxed expression: "So Commissioner Hua, and this faceless Commissioner, are you planning to take the initiative to kill me, or do you want me to commit suicide now?"

"What about Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang?"

Hua Jing complained without answering, but continued: "What did you do to them?"

"My father and son?"

Hearing this, Qi Hehua shrugged: "Although they haven't killed yet, they are all locked up. They will kill me after the ceremony is completed and I am truly promoted."

".....What's the meaning?"

"If you have to say it, it is to cut the dust."

For some reason, Qi Hehua explained enthusiastically: "You should have heard from my son that I was killed by him. But in fact, that was the first step in holding the Soul Resurrection Night Ceremony: being killed by a close relative. From that moment on, I am an immortal who does not touch the world."

After hearing this, Wu Mian sneered: "It seems that your illness is not completely cured."

"It's normal that you don't understand."

Qi Hehua smiled slightly: "Of course, I can also use the method you understand. You can take this as a certificate of admission to join the Earth Sect."

"Nominations?"

"That's right, because the world is too filthy. In order to go to the legendary clean [Earth], we must remove these filth from our bodies."

"It looks like your condition is getting worse again."

"Whatever you say."

Qi Hehua patted his sleeve, as if shaking off the dust on his body: "I know you are talking to me to delay time, but it's useless."

"You can't wait for reinforcements to arrive."

"Because... I'm procrastinating too!"

As soon as the words fell, three slightly wilted flesh flowers suddenly lifted above the heads of the villagers who were possessed by Qi Hehua, and in the center of the stamens, the three faces corresponding to the elderly, the youth, and the baby grinned together, revealing a strange smile. , and then he shouted in unison:

"found it!"

"In the ancestral house!"

"In the mourning hall!"

Hearing the three voices overlapped, Hua Jingqi and Wu Mian suddenly changed their expressions. Seeing this, Qi Hehua even showed a smug smile:

"You seem to have hidden my body by some means."

"But obviously, the means you used are far inferior to.... far inferior to the person who left. After all, that is my body, as long as I spend a little effort, I can still feel it... and you seem to be Misunderstood a little, the object of soul copying is not limited to living people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qi Hehua kneeling directly on the ground.

"Bang!" Along with a muffled sound, Qi Hehua grabbed the ground with his head, and was actually killed in front of Hua Jingqiang and Wuxiang.

And almost at the same time-----

On the second floor of the ancestral house, Qi Dongqiang once placed the shrine in the mourning hall.

"Hahahaha!"

I saw that above the shrine, a piece of spiritual card that read "First Examination of Qi Gongyao Hehua's Spiritual Position" suddenly moved, and then the handwriting on it melted and fell off, turning into a mouth made of red ink, and at the same time. Between opening and closing his mouth, he really made a sound:

"It really is here!"

Qi Hehua wrote it again.

But this time, what he copied was no longer the villagers in the village. It was the spirit card he wrote down by himself before he died, and he still had a lot of similar things.

As the saying goes, the cunning rabbit has three caves.

Since the target of soul-rewriting ability is not limited to living people, objects can also be. Then he naturally has to make more use of it and leave a few more ways for himself.

However, even Qi Hehua himself did not expect that Hua Jingzheng and the others would put his corpse next to the spiritual card he could rewrite. Such a coincidence can only be said to be fate.

"God help me too!"

Qi Hehua glanced at the mourning hall, and soon saw a golden silk nanmu coffin covered with a quilt.

"rise!"

Qi Hehua's thoughts moved, and the spiritual card immediately cracked, and two small wooden hands emerged, tore off the quilt on the coffin, and then directly opened the coffin.

The coffin was opened, and inside lay a middle-aged man with a peaceful face. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"bring it on!"

Qi Hehua did not hesitate, because he had already heard the fierce footsteps outside the mourning hall and the crunching sound of the wooden floor being stepped on. It is estimated that the two commissioners of Jingwei Division are running over desperately, but unfortunately, in this game, the one who wins in the end is himself!

Qi Hehua jumped.

The spirit card just fell into the arms of the corpse in the coffin. Then Qi Hehua's consciousness began to rush quickly from the spirit card towards the body of the corpse.

Then -----

"....Ah."

----- Qi Hehua heard a strange laugh.

He raised his head subconsciously, but saw his own body. At this moment, the corners of his mouth were suddenly raised. Because of this action, his originally peaceful face suddenly melted and turned into a pool of khaki corpse water scattered around, revealing a His face could not be more vivid in his memory.

It was the face of a young man.

At this moment, the spirit card possessed by Qi Hehua almost shattered.

"It's you----!?"

What lay in the coffin was not Qi Hehua's body.

It's Xun Xi!

Almost at the same time, the door of the mourning hall also opened, and Hua Jingqi and Wu Mian appeared outside the door. And a huge sense of crisis made Qi Hehua make a decision immediately.

He's going to run away, he can't stay here...

However, before Qi Hehua could act, Xun Xi suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it. On the other side, Hua Jingqi and Wu Mian were on the left and right, and they directly lifted the coffin board that Qi Hehua had just overturned, and then It slammed **** the golden silk nanmu coffin that Xun Xi was lying on.

"Boom!"

The coffin board fell, and it fit perfectly.

Qi Hehua's vision instantly fell into darkness.