Girl, let me check it out.

This is how to do?

Fang Weihan then looked at his hands again, but saw nothing.

Oh. So I lost my hand too.

That's still okay, it won't end up in a situation where the cow dies and the people die.

"panel?"

Fang Weihan called out tentatively.

The small azure blue characters reappeared in the void.

"Oh my god, you really came out?"

He was overjoyed.

"Good brother, when I become emperor, I will make you the crown prince."

Fang Weihan looked carefully.

The information on the panel is as follows:

[Name: Fang Weihan]

[Identity: Prince of Guangling, a person from the secular world]

[Status: Soul imprisonment, time and space curse]

[Cultivation: Mingwu Third Level Peak Realm]

【Objects to know: Tao Yunjiang, Xie Lingwan, Xiao Jin】

[Known images: obsession, beauty, despair]

[Known proficiency: Clear and Turbid Transformation Technique, Mysterious Dark Sunset Technique, Angry Dragon Devouring Tail Technique, Condensing Clouds and Accumulating Rain Technique, Sword Skills: Returning Geese and Breaking Mountains, Minghuang Sword Scripture, Zhou Sword]

Fang Weihan took a look and found that he had basically seen all the information on this panel.

The long list of injury descriptions in the status bar has all disappeared, and it seems that it has been cured.

That means...

I'm alive?

I'm not in a spiritual state, right?

Hahahahahahahaha, I knew that this king was not destined to die.

While Fang Weihan was happy, he caught a glimpse of this "self-imprisoned soul" out of the corner of his eye.

He looked at these four words in confusion.

what is this?

He clicked on these four words, and a detailed explanation about them popped up on the panel.

[The phenomenon of the soul's self-enclosure caused by severe mental trauma is a kind of body adaptive behavior. It can usually be resolved by itself as the mental strength recovers. The time of resolution is unknown. 】

Fang Weihan: "..."

When he saw the word unknown, he felt something was wrong.

Generally speaking, when someone tells you that something is unknown, you should prepare for the worst.

There's no upper limit to this thing.

"Is it true... that there is a theoretical possibility that I will never be able to get out?"

Fang Weihan asked cautiously.

【Yes. 】

Grass.

He sighed.

Eh?

Why am I still sighing?

It looks like only the head is left.

"It's disgusting enough that a soul imprisoned itself, and after getting out, there is also a time and space curse. Sigh."

Fang Weihan got a headache just thinking about it.

The curse of time and space means that one's future cultivation potential will be greatly affected, and one's own luck will decline.

Those who go against heaven will be punished by heaven. This is what is called heaven's punishment.

Such as eating instant noodles without a fork, the pull ring of the can is broken, accidentally swallowing chewing gum, etc.

It's okay for small things, it just makes him feel sick. But if it's a big thing...

That's a big problem.

The last time and space curse state was resolved by Yunshu, but now Yunshu is offline.

What should I do?

Yunshu was away for many, many days.

miss her.

He sighed again.

"It's all Xiao Jin's fault. Disobedient children should be taught a lesson. After I get out this time, I won't forgive her so easily no matter what I say."

Fang Weihan thought.

At this moment, a few lines of small words suddenly appeared on the void panel in front of him.

[It is detected that the object of knowledge Xiao Jin is associated with the image obsession. 】

【The space-time stability anchor is established.】

[The construction of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Illusion is completed. 】

【Time, space and history are never unique. 】

"Fuck, wait wait, can I enter the illusion in this state? Hey..."

Fang Weihan shouted in panic.

Before he could finish his words, he disappeared into the vast white space.

……

Fang Weihan fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

He struggled to stand up, holding on to the hard marble floor, cursing.

"What a crappy system! I didn't know I was teleported to a soft place, but it's so hard. It really hurts me to death."

He shook his hand.

Hmm? Hands?

Fang Weihan took a look and found that he had recovered to his original physical condition.

There are hands, feet, and cows.

Okay, I'll consider your system doing some human work.

Fang Weihan's evaluation of the system improved slightly, and he decided to give it a three-star rating.

But where is it?

Fang Weihan looked around in confusion.

He was now in a magnificently decorated hall. The bright yellow spiritual stone light above his head radiated dazzling colors as it refracted on the marble floor. The walls were inlaid with rare treasures, adding a touch of grandeur.

This decoration style makes it feel a bit like a palace...

Fang Weihan thought to himself.

Did I fall into the palace?

He looked towards the center of the hall, and next to the huge table that was several meters wide, he found an extremely familiar yet unexpected figure.

“Wan Wan?!”

Fang Weihan rubbed his eyes, looking confused.

In order to avoid seeing it wrong, he took a few steps closer and walked straight in front of the man before stopping.

Fang Weihan looked at it carefully again.

It’s really Xie Lingwan.

It’s just that this Xie Lingwan is the mature version.

The girl lost some of the immaturity and tenderness between her brows, and replaced them with calmness and composure.

Although she is still wearing her favorite blue dress, the patterns on it have been changed to gold, which adds a graceful and luxurious aura to her.

Fang Weihan blinked.

Well, the places that should be bigger have become bigger.

At this moment, Xie Lingwan was sitting upright at the table, reviewing something.

Fang Weihan looked intently.

"It looks like a memorial about how to accept refugees from the north?"

He immediately had a rough idea of ​​the current time point.

This should be the time after the Taikang Rebellion. At this moment, Xie Lingwan should have become the prime minister of Southern Zhou.

Tsk, I was wondering why you look a lot more mature.

I already liked Wanwan, and now I like her even more.

He smiled and touched Prime Minister Qingmei's head in the air.

Alas, Wanwan doesn’t let me touch her normally, but I touch her in the illusion to satisfy my urge.

But then Fang Weihan thought of a problem.

Damn it, isn't that right?

I remember this is an illusion related to Xiao Jin?

Why do you put a Wanwan here?

Could it be that this Xie Lingwan is Xiao Jin in disguise?

Fang Weihan looked carefully at the girl in front of him and immediately ruled out this possibility.

Not quite.

If this was Xiao Jin in disguise, she would be strangled to death.

So, where is my little Jin?

Just as he was looking around.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the main door of the hall was kicked open roughly.

Who is so bold?

You even dare to kick Xie Lingwan’s door?

Fang Weihan was startled and looked over subconsciously.

"Xiao...Xiao Jin?"

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Xiao Jin was wearing a solemn dark black light armor robe, a pale cloak behind him, and holding a long sword in his hand that was a mixture of blood and turbid yellow.

She walked towards Xie Lingwan step by step with an expressionless face, and the blood on the sword's blade dripped onto the smooth ground, splashing blood.

"Is this Xiao Jin?"