I, enter the zero world, change the ending

"I'll eat with you."

"Oh, okay." Zhiyao immediately gave way.

After finishing the meal, Gu Du cleaned up the tableware for both of them. Before leaving, he asked in a negotiating tone: "Can I keep you for a while tonight?"

Thinking she was going to wash the dishes, Zhiyao hurriedly followed her and replied, "Of course."

"That's a deal, you'll help me write the novel."

After more than ten minutes, the two finished washing the dishes and returned to the previous room again. This time, Gudu had a pen and a notebook in his hand.

"You should know that I went to Himuro's residence to collect material for my novel, right?" Sitting down at the low table, Gudu opened his notebook and took off the cap of his pen. "I'm planning to write a novel about a haunted house adventure, and you will be the prototype of the male protagonist."

"It's such an honor?" Zhiyao pretended to be flattered.

"Who gave you a special identity, Mr. Sikong from another world?" Gu Du pursed his lips and blinked affectionately. "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let me put it this way. Back when I was at the Himuro residence, I had the idea of ​​using you as the prototype for the male protagonist. I was still thinking about what kind of plot I should come up with, but then I thought carefully, why bother? Isn't it better to directly refer to our personal experiences?"

"That's true."

"I've already drawn up the basic outline and story flow. Take a look at it first, and then tell me what you think when you encounter the above things."

Gudu handed the notebook over. Zhiyao took a quick look at it and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Who is the heroine?"

"Hinsaki."

"It's not you?" Zhiyao said with a playful smile, "If you don't play the heroine, I might refuse to cooperate."

Pinching a handful of hair, Gu Du twisted it around his fingers a few times, "Stop it, oh, I joined in the middle, how can someone who joined in the middle be the heroine? Besides, I'm also planning to design a female ghost based on Wu Hui."

"Why not let Wuhui be the heroine?" Zhiyao suggested.

"She's the villain who's causing trouble."

"But in reality, the hero always ends up falling in love with the villain. I think your writing style is more original."

With Zhiyao's reminder, the ancient capital seemed to have been enlightened, and everything became clear.

"Then let's add a plot line from the female ghost's perspective."

When people are immersed in something, they often ignore time. By the time the two finished their conversation, it was already after eight o'clock.

……

Hinasaki's house.

"Brother, I found Sikong!" Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Shenhong's eyebrows were flying with joy.

The sister who never cared about others before now mentions the guy named Sikong every now and then. Zhendong now feels more and more that his sister really has that kind of thoughts.

"I found it, that's great." Mafuyu smiled.

"Thanks to Kurosawa for finding it."

Mafuyu then thought of the girl who came back with him that day, "Her name is Kurosawa Koto, right?"

"Yes, her family runs a shrine, and Sikong was asked to work there. He usually lives there."

"That's good. At least I don't have to continue wandering the streets."

At this time, the doorbell rang and Shenhong hurried to open the door.

"Officer Fujisaki?"

"Hey, long time no see." Wu Ming waved his hand, smiling without showing his teeth, and then got straight to the point, "Is the guy named Si Kong still here with you?"

Crimson didn't care much, "He's not here, what do you want to see him for?"

"Then do you know where he went? I have something to talk to him about."

"In the Kurosawa family, there is the only shrine in this city. Sikong works there now and usually lives there."

"Okay, I'll take my leave now. Bye."

Wuming came so suddenly and left so quickly. Shenhong had an inexplicable bad premonition and chased after him, asking anxiously, "Sikong...did he do something again..."

Wuming chuckled.

"No, it's my personal matter. To be exact, a friend wants to see him."

Crimson finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly remembering something, Shenhong asked Wuming to wait here for a while and ran back to the room quickly. When she came back, she had a golden hairpin in her hand.

"Remember to give this to Sikong when you see him. It's a very important thing." Shenhong handed the hairpin to Wuming and reminded him again and again.

"no problem."

With a casual wave of his hand, Wuming turned and left. Shenhong followed him to the stairs and looked at the figure going downstairs. For a moment, he suddenly wanted to stop the person and ask if he could go with him.

Considering that it was late and I was not familiar with Wuming’s friends, I finally gave up.

……

Nine p.m.

The back row of the car.

"Why do you want me to go out at this time?" Zhiyao looked at the scenery outside the window casually, occasionally glancing at Wuming in the driver's seat.

"Please come to my house." Wu Ming glanced at the rearview mirror and tried hard to suppress his smile. "I'm really sorry for not treating you well last time."

"You're bullshitting!"

"real."

"Stop the car, I want to go home." Zhiyao yawned.

"It's okay if you don't go. If you don't want to go, just go to the police station. I haven't settled the score with you for stealing things from my house yet." Wuming reminded calmly.

Hearing this, Zhiyao's confidence instantly disappeared.

"Then let's go to your house as a guest. Remember to send me back later."

Before I knew it, I arrived at Wuming's apartment. After entering the living room, Wuming took the person to his room like last time.

It was also the place where she sat last time. When Zhiyao revisited the old place, she suddenly had an indescribable feeling, and her eyes unconsciously glanced under the bed.

I'm a little curious about what other treasures are in the box. If I tell Wuming, will he agree to let me see them?

"What do you want to drink? Hot water with sugar?" Wuming's voice sounded in his ears, and Zhiyao's attention was drawn back.

"Ah, anything."

After receiving the order, Wuming turned around and when he reached the door of the room, he turned back and warned: "No stealing, do you hear me?"

This was clearly a deliberate attempt to bully her, and Zhiyao's face instantly turned red.

"No way!"

Not long after, Wuming came in with a glass of water and a cup of coffee. Zhiyao picked up her cup, took a sip, and almost spit it out.

"You... this is salt water, right?"

Wu Ming couldn't help laughing, "Oh, I think I made a mistake. You drink it first and I'll pour you a new one."

"How can I drink it? You didn't put a little salt in it."

"You have to drink it, too." Wuming leaned forward, his eyes slightly widening. "I didn't hold you accountable for stealing things from my house, so what's wrong with drinking a glass of salt water?"

With no other choice, Zhiyao had to grit her teeth and drink it.

"What is the taste?"

"It's bitter." Zhiyao wanted to cry but couldn't. "I think you did it on purpose."

"That's me, so what?" Wuming said proudly.

At this time, the sound of a key unlocking the door came from outside. Wuming immediately got up and went to the living room. When he came back again, there was another person beside him.

She was a young woman with rare silver-gray hair and a ponytail tied at the back of her head. She looked about the same age as Wuming. What concerned Zhiyao even more was that she had an oriental face, but her pupils were the blue color unique to Westerners.

This person's background is not simple, Zhiyao's intuition tells her so.

As their eyes intertwined with each other, Zhiyao suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in her mind, and vaguely guessed the identity of the person opposite her.

The most beautiful woman in the Warring States Period.

Chapter 82: [Hidechiyo]

If we were to rate the women who were close to her based solely on their looks, Zhiyao would rate them as follows.

Iyama Yuki is 75, Crimson is 80, Yae is 80, Koto is 85, Wuming and Komie are both 85, and Mie is the only one with 90. In Zhiyao's opinion, the person who appears in front of him is even better than Mie, so Zhiyao is willing to give him a high score of 95.

"This is my friend." Wu Ming introduced Zhi Yao, "Also, I'll tell you one more thing. It wasn't me who asked you to come to my house as a guest this time. It was her."

Nodding in response to Wuming, Zhiyao shifted her gaze to the neck of the man next to her.

The purpose is to make a final confirmation.

When I saw the obvious old scar on the man's throat, I was completely sure of the answer.

"Her name is..."

As Wuming opened his mouth, Zhiyao's voice rang out.

"Hidechiyo."

For a moment, Wuming was stunned, his face full of disbelief. Xiu Chiyo was also stunned. She couldn't remember where she had seen this person before. Then she came to sit next to Zhiyao, looking at Zhiyao with sharp eyes.

"Hey, how on earth did you..." Wuming came to sit on the other side and asked with great concern, "How did you know this name?"

"I also know your name is Wuming."

When these words were spoken, Wuming was even more shocked than before.

The next moment, Hidechiyo's eyes suddenly widened, and her palm pressed against Zhiyao's chest with lightning speed. Zhiyao only felt a huge force pushing herself backwards. As she fell to the ground, she noticed that Wuhui was strangled by Hidechiyo, and Hidechiyo's hand was also different from before - the nails had become longer, the skin looked almost withered, and was dark brown.

Kirei was pulled out of Hidechiyo's body. Zhiyao reacted immediately, just when Hidechiyo was about to exert force and prepare to get rid of Kirei like crushing an ant.

"etc--------!"

Zhiyao cried out in an urgent voice.

Xiu Chiyo was stunned for a moment, then saw Zhiyao get up and rush over to bend her fingers.

"She's my wife, there's no harm!"

Hearing this, Hidechiyo quickly let go.

"Cough cough cough."

Because she was strangled too tightly, Wuhui was having difficulty breathing and kept coughing. Zhiyao felt extremely distressed when he saw this and subconsciously opened his arms to hug Wuhui.

Unfortunately, I couldn't touch it at all, which made me even more anxious and almost cried.

Next to her, Hidechiyo shrank her neck in guilt like a child who had done something wrong.

“I can’t touch it, why can’t I touch it…” Zhiyao kept muttering to himself as his hands kept changing positions on Wuhui’s body.

After hearing what he was muttering, Hidechiyo knew what to do.

As the emerald blue eyes turned blood red, the room suddenly became dark. Although the lights were on overhead, for some reason, the light was unable to dispel the darkness. It was completely against common sense.

At the same time, Zhiyao looked at her hands in disbelief and fell into a daze.

At this moment, his hand was on Wuhui's shoulder, and the touch was genuine. Wuhui's expression froze in disbelief, her gaze fixed on the hand pressing on her shoulder. Then, subconsciously, she covered it with her own palm and squeezed it firmly.

It's not an illusion, the feeling of touch is real, which means...

"Sikong?"

"Kirigui!"

Their eyes met, and the two of them hugged each other in surprise.

"Finally, I finally get to meet you."

"Yeah, I don't know why though."

Looking at the two people who were clinging to each other, Xiu Chiyo showed a quiet smile. After a while, Zhiyao realized that the room had become darker.