The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

[I am walking alone in the deep path of the shadow forest. The sunlight is blocked, and it is no different from night here. The movement of every leaf of grass and trees brings a tremor to my soul. 】

[A strong smell of blood filled my nose. I found the carcass of a huge unknown beast that had just been killed by the roadside. There were numerous wounds on the corpse. Those wounds were densely distributed with tiny, almost invisible wounds the size of needle tips. The wounds were white, as if blood had been sucked from them. 】

Zhao Chuanxin almost went crazy, and no one could believe it when he told him that he was forced to travel through a diary to the late Qing Dynasty after the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China.

Moreover, this diary is forcibly continued in the first person from his perspective.

As long as you open the diary, 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 bumpy dirt road, and walking on it were passers-by with rat-tails, ragged clothes, and sallow faces.

Not far away, there was the sound of snacks being sold, and there were children running around and playing with their trousers with holes in their buttocks exposed.

This is a small town in the Northeast. Zhao Chuanxin knew that in the near future, there would be another war in this Northeastern land without the participation of the Qing Dynasty. Damn it!

And he is far away from the increasingly intelligent era. He was originally a sculptor. He started learning painting in junior high school, and started learning sculpture and other crafts in college. He wandered around for a few years. When short videos emerged, he began to prosper. But what he learned here seemed to be of no use. He could only watch helplessly as the diary in his hand continued to be updated automatically.

The diary continues.

[Before I leaned over to check, I heard painful groans coming from the grass. 】

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

[The man said: Stranger, you have come to a place cursed by the devil. There will soon be a group of plants corrupted by evil spirits that will swallow your blood. What you can do is pick up the eagle bone whistle in my hand and drive them away. I no longer have the strength to blow it. I'll teach you how to control it now. 】

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

He was startled.

In the past, when the diary was automatically renewed, it was just fun to watch.

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

[There was a rustling sound in the grass, and dozens or hundreds of vines were entangled with each other, like poisonous snakes, surrounding them. They have scale-like spikes on their bodies that can be retracted freely. The unknown huge beast that died on the roadside was killed by these vines. 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but say Cao, this is definitely not me, I will not be so stupid. If it were me, I would run away from right and wrong as soon as possible. I would never be able to do such a good thing as helping an 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 power. 】

[I changed my tune and played another way, and the vines began to retreat. 】

[I breathed 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 me, who took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it into my waist. 】

[The man smiled ferociously and said: Idiot, I lost control of those devil vines, so I had to borrow your help. However, how can I easily let you learn the method of controlling devil's vine that I learned from the druid? 】

Damn retarded!

This is definitely not me! I'm not someone who gives my back to strangers so easily.

Zhao Chuanxin thought fiercely.

【I am dead! 】

[Deduct one year of life! 】

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

Was your life really taken away?

The older a person gets, the worse their physical condition becomes. Maybe the weakness day after day is not obvious, but after being weak for a year, the feeling is still quite obvious.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he might really be deprived of his life by one year.

Isn't this a scam?

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

what to do? what do I do?

The diary was really not written by me!

[I was resurrected, and I was resurrected under the man’s surprised gaze. 】

[I was shocked, shocked that a man stabbed me in the back! 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't bear it anymore.

If the matter has nothing to do with you and you are just watching the fun, it is nothing more than complaining. Now that his life is really on hold, he must not sit still and wait for death.

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

I strangled his neck tightly and shouted: You bastard, you dare to harm me, you will die!

After finishing writing, Zhao Chuanxin stared at the diary.

[The man rolled his eyes when I pinched him. 】

It worked, it actually worked!

Zhao Chuanxin was overjoyed!

[The man spoke with difficulty through the remaining gap in his throat: Let me go, and I will give you all the methods to control the devil's vine, so that you can protect yourself in the Shadow Forest. 】

Afraid that he 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 and stared at him fiercely, so that He goes on.

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

[The man is an experienced hunter, one of the few who dares to go to the Shadow Forest all year round. However, there is no way to keep your shoes wet while walking by the river. The man was attacked by a huge beast in the Shadow Forest and was seriously injured. Later, he blew the eagle bone whistle, summoned the devil vine, and killed 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 lot of knowledge poured into his mind, making Zhao Chuanxian a little dizzy.

I just woke up and saw that the diary was still going on.

[After the man finished speaking, he was so weak and exhausted that his eyes were shaking. He was frightened by my ferocity and my ability to rise from the dead. 】

[I am very hesitant. I have three choices now. 】

[1: I let him go and left. I'll get the eagle bone whistle. 】

[Two: I will kill him and then leave. I will get one year to live. 】

[Three: I not only let him go, but also rescued him. I can get an eagle bone whistle and a well-trained devil's vine. 】

According to Zhao Chuanxin's normal thinking, of course, he would kill him directly with complaint and then leave. This is the safest way.

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

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

At this time, he felt something foreign suddenly stuffed into his palm.

When he lowered his head and looked, there was a jade bone whistle wrapped in his left hand, about less than 10 centimeters long, with a mysterious totem of unknown meaning engraved on it. There are two holes to manipulate the rhythm. Tie with a leather cord and can be hung around the neck.

There is something coiled up in his right hand that looks like a rope. If you look closely, it looks like a vine. However, there are fine scale-like thorns all over the body. The thorns are lying down at this time, so they will not prick the hand.

This is devil's ivy!

Can you actually bring things into reality?

Before he could think too much, he hung the devil's vine around his waist and the eagle bone whistle around his neck. Continue reading the diary.

[The man looks grateful. I don’t know if this gratitude is true or false. 】

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips, idiot, of course it was just a show. He just fought to the death, would Lao Yinbi be grateful to him?

Thinking of this, he had an idea. If you can put everything you write down into action, it can come true. So……

He wrote: I discovered that I am Superman, I can fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

[Obviously, I don’t have that great ability. I’m just overthinking it. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: ...

This kind of imagination that does not conform to reality does not work at all. But let him use his imagination to enrich the details of the world in the diary to guide the future direction. Haha, don't you know this?

You can only let the diary continue on its own.

But you can't let it develop. You must intervene at the appropriate time, otherwise the lifespan of your sub-healthy body may be gone in a short time.

[The man told me that the carcasses of huge beasts are also valuable. I should peel the fur off first so I can sell it to a store and they will give a good price. But before that, the man asked me to help him treat his wounds. 】

[After saying that, the man fainted. 】

At this point, Zhao Chuanxin had another problem.

He wrote: I went back on my word, I no longer wanted to save him, I let him fend for himself here.

[Although I had such immoral thoughts, I still had to abide by the agreement, help the man treat his wounds, and pick herbs for him. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: ...

Can't you regret it?

[I processed the fur of a huge beast. 】

[Now, I have two choices: carry the man on my back and continue walking into the Shadow Forest, or go out with the fur of the huge beast and find a store to sell the fur. 】

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

If you are playing games or reading novels, the more exciting and bizarre the better. But if it is connected to his real life, then the more secure it is, the better.

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

But thinking about the turmoil of this era, and looking at the devil's vine and eagle bone whistle that he actually got, he thought it would be better to explore it some more.

In such an era, even if he did not die in the hands of the diary, he might have died from the effects of war, famine and plague, or the massacre by the bearded bandits.

In this era, there are ten thousand ways to die, but it is very difficult to survive.

[I blew the eagle bone whistle and asked the Devil's Vine to help open the way, and successfully walked out of the Shadow Forest. 】

[I found the store. The owner was a kind old man wearing thick glasses. 】

[The shopkeeper gave the price, and I used the fur of a huge beast to buy a 6-month lifespan. 】

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

[A powerful Suifa pistol, price: 5 months lifespan. 】

[A bottle of black viscous detoxification potion can detoxify hundreds of poisons. Price: 6 months of life. 】

[A bottle of white diluted stamina potion can be taken when your stamina is exhausted to increase the exploration time. Price: 8-month lifespan. 】

High energy ahead, I wish you all a happy journey!