girl let me check

Chapter 149

I don't know where it is, but it's surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, it's really clean.

Fang Weihan feels strange now.

It's probably the feeling of rushing a dozen times a day.

It seems that the soul no longer belongs to itself, but the body is pulling the soul again, preventing it from leaving the brain.

He tried to move, but was shocked.

It's broken and can't be hardened anymore.

This is how to do?
Fang Weihan then looked at his hand again, but saw nothing.

oh.Turns out I lost my hands.

That's okay, so I won't end up in a dead end situation.

"panel?"

Fang Weihan called out tentatively.

The small blue characters in the void reappeared.

"I'll go, are you really out?"

He was overjoyed.

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

Fang Weihan looked intently.

The information on the panel is as follows:

【Name: Fang Weihan】

[Identity: King of Guangling, outsider]

[Status: Imprisoned soul, cursed by time and space]

[Cultivation level: Ming Wu three turn peak state]

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

[Known images: obsession, beauty, hopelessness]

[Known proficiency: clear and turbid transformation method, Xuanming sunset technique, rage dragon tail-eating technique, condensing cloud and rain storage technique, sword skills·Huiyan Duanshan, Minghuang Sword Classic, Zhou Jian]

Fang Weihan looked at it, he had basically seen all the information on this panel.

The long list of trauma descriptions in the status bar are all gone, and it looks like it should be healed.

That means...

I'm alive?

I'm not a soul state right?
Hahahahahaha, I knew that this king should not die.

When Fang Weihan was happy, he caught sight of this "self-prisoner" out of the corner of his eye.

He looked at these four words in a daze.

what is this?
He clicked on these four words, and a detailed explanation about it popped up on the panel.

[The phenomenon of self-encapsulation of the soul due to strong mental trauma is an adaptive behavior of the body, and it can usually be relieved by itself with the recovery of mental power, and the time of release is unknown. 】

Fang Weihan: "..."

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

In general, when someone tells you something unknown, you should prepare for the worst.

There is no cap on this thing.

"Is it...theoretically possible that I will never be able to get out?"

Fang Weihan asked cautiously.

【Yes. 】

Grass.

He sighed.

Eh?
Why can I still sigh?
Looks like there should be only one head left.

"It's disgusting enough for a soul to be imprisoned by itself, and there will be a curse of time and space after it goes out, alas."

Fang Weihan got a headache just thinking about it.

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

Those who go against the sky will be punished by the sky, and this is what the so-called scourge is.

Why eat instant noodles without a fork, the tab of a can is broken, chewing gum accidentally swallowed, etc.

Small things are okay, but it will disgust him.But if you get caught in such a big event...

That's a big problem.

The last space-time curse was solved by Yun Shu, but now Yun Shu is offline.

What should I do?

Yun Shu was absent for many, many days.

miss her.

He sighed again.

"It's all the fault of Xiao Jin, the stinky little sister. Disobedient children should be educated. This time, after I go out this time, I can't forgive her easily."

Fang Weihan thought to himself.

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

[It is detected that Xiao Jin, the subject of Gezhi, is related to the image obsession. 】

[The space-time stability anchor is established. 】

[The structure of the mirror flower, water moon and illusion is completed. 】

[Time, space and history are never unique. 】

"I'm stupid, wait, wait, can I enter the illusion in this state? Hey..."

Fang Weihan hurriedly shouted in horror.

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared into this white space.

……

Fang Weihan fell to the ground with a bang.

He managed to get up on the hard marble floor, cursing.

"What a broken system, I don't know how to teleport to a soft place, it's so hard, it really hurts me."

He shook his hand.

Um?hand?
Fang Weihan looked at it and found that he had returned to his original physical state.

There are hands, feet, and bulls.

Okay, consider your system barely doing the personnel work.

Fang Weihan slightly improved his evaluation of the system, and decided to barely give it a three-star praise.

But where is it?
Fang Weihan looked around in confusion.

The place he is now in is a beautifully decorated hall. The bright yellow spirit stone lights above his head emit dazzling colors under the refraction of the marble floor. The walls are inlaid with rare treasures, adding a bit of magnificence. meaning.

This kind of decoration style, why does it feel a bit like a palace...

Fang Weihan thought to himself.

Could it be that I fell into the palace?
He looked towards the center of the hall, and beside the huge table several feet wide, he found an unusually familiar but unexpected figure.

"Wan Wan?!"

Fang Weihan rubbed his eyes with a dazed expression.

In order to prevent misreading, he took a few steps closer and walked straight to the person before stopping.

Fang Weihan took a closer look again.

Really Xie Lingwan.

It's just that Xie Lingwan is the mature version.

The girl faded away the greenness and tenderness between her brows, and replaced it with calmness and composure.

Although she is still wearing the Tsing Yi that she likes to wear now, the patterns on the Tsing Yi have been replaced with gold, which adds to her graceful and luxurious aura.

Fang Weihan blinked his eyes.

Well, the place that should be big has also become bigger.

At this moment, Xie Lingwan was sitting in front of the table, reviewing something.

Fang Weihan looked intently.

"It looks like it should be a memorial about how to accept the northern refugee's opinion?"

He immediately had a rough judgment on the current point in time.

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

Tsk, I said why it looks a lot more mature.

I used to like Wanwan, but now I like it even more.

He smiled and patted Prime Minister Qingmei's head.

Alas, usually Wanwan doesn't let me touch it, and I feel addicted to touching it in the illusion.

But then Fang Weihan thought of a question.

Your grandma's, isn't it?

I remember this is an illusion related to Xiaojin?

What are you doing with a Wanwan here?
Could this Xie Lingwan be Xiao Jin in disguise?

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

Not quite.

If Xiao Jin pretended to be this, she would be strangled to death.

So, what about my little hibiscus?
Just as he was looking around.

"Oh!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the main entrance of the main hall was roughly kicked open.

Who is so bold?
How dare you kick Xie Lingwan's door?
Fang Weihan was taken aback and looked subconsciously.

"Little...Little Hibiscus?"

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Xiao Jin wore a dark black solemn light armor robe, a pale white cloak behind her, and held a long sword in his hand that glowed with blood and turbid yellow.

She walked towards Xie Lingwan step by step with no expression on her face. The blood on the blade dripped onto the smooth ground, splashing bloody flowers.

"Is this Xiao Jin?"

Fang Weihan felt very strange to this person in front of him.

Except that she looks exactly the same as Xiao Jin, she is not the same at all.

The sadness, despair and gloomy atmosphere permeating her whole body, coupled with that incomparably enchanting long sword, made her look like a witch crawling out of the underworld.

"Looks like you're doing well?"

Xiao Jin smiled sarcastically.

She walked to a position a few steps in front of Xie Lingwan, and swung her right hand downward.

"Chong!"

The Zhuye sword pierced straight into the marble floor until it covered half of the sword body.

The zigzag cracks started from the blade and spread rapidly, as if the entire hall was trembling due to the power of the sword.

"Xiao Jin, we haven't seen each other for two years, is this how you treat me when you see me?"

Xie Lingwan gently put down the cinnabar wolf hair in her hand, raised her eyes, and was not affected by Xiao Jin's aura at all.

"Two years... Heh... It's been two years. If you don't tell me, I will almost forget it."

Xiao Jin laughed softly, as if suppressing boundless anger.

"Two years have passed since Brother Fang's death."

"It looks like you've forgotten him a long time ago, haven't you?"

Xiao Jin stared fixedly into Xie Lingwan's eyes, and squeezed out these words from between her teeth.

The Prime Minister's eyes, which looked calm, were slightly absent-minded for a moment, and then returned to their original state of calmness in an instant.

"I haven't forgotten, and I never will,"

Xie Lingwan said lightly.

"He is my husband."

Xiao Jin stepped forward again, put her hands on the table in front of Xie Lingwan, and looked at her.

"Oh, I see."

she sneered.

"Then you are so kind to your husband."

"It's so good...it makes me want to chop off that beautiful head of yours with a single sword."

The scarlet light in her eyes flickered, and she said softly without a trace of emotion.

As if Xie Lingwan didn't hear the latter sentence, she continued to speak her own words with a hint of reminiscence in her expression.

"It's been so many years, but the time I miss the most is you. When I was studying with him in Shidangliu's private school, there were not so many troubles at that time. The chaos in Taikang hadn't come yet, and neither had he... ..."

"Unfortunately... everything can't go back."

"enough!"

Xiao Jin interrupted her loudly.

The girl slapped the table in front of her with a palm, and the long table made of luxurious wood fell apart in an instant, and the paper on it was scattered all over the floor.

"Xie Lingwan, I don't want to hear so much nonsense from you. Your emotional cards and your verbal tricks can fool everyone outside, but they can't fool me."

"You just need to answer me one question..."

Xiao Jin stared fixedly into her eyes, which were filled with resentment and extreme anger.

"You killed Fang Weihan, right?"

Xie Lingwan's breathing stopped slightly for a moment.

"Xiao Jin, if you know me well enough, you should know that this matter is impossible."

"If you want me to kill him, unless I die first."

Xie Lingwan said softly.

"Up to now, you are still talking about those nonsense nonsense!"

Xiao Jin roared angrily.

Her eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred and despair, and the jet-black hair floated behind her, with a faint scarlet aura flowing on it.

"Oh, is it?"

Under the rage, Xiao Jin regained her composure.

"Do you really think that no one in this world can see through your little tricks?"

She raised her right hand, and the Zhuye Sword flew back into her hand.

Xiao Jin hit Xie Lingwan's throat with the edge of her sword.

If the tip of Zhu Yejian extended an inch further, it would be able to pierce the neck artery of the Prime Minister of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

"My elder brother Fang, wasn't he killed by your father, Xie Tao of the Xie family in Chenjun?"

When Xiao Jin said these words, her whole body was trembling.

It's been two full years, and whenever she thinks about it, she still feels extremely regretful and heartbroken.

During the Taikang Rebellion, why wasn't I in Changming City, why did I go back to my hometown in Lanling...

If he is still bright, as long as he is still bright, he will not let Fang Weihan retreat with Xie Tao, then Brother Fang will not...

"He trusts you so much. He willingly gave up his future and dreams for you. Is this how you treat him?"

As Xiao Jin spoke, tears could not stop rolling down her cheeks.

"You used him as a stepping stone to increase your worth? You cleverly arranged his death so that no one in the world would know your secret anymore."

"What else to say...Brother Fang died in the chaos of the Taikang Rebellion, you can't lie to me."

"Am I right? Xie Lingwan?"

With the last sentence, Xiao Jin almost roared at her.

Xie Lingwan sat quietly on her chair, there was still no emotion in her eyes, as if the things Xiao Jin said had nothing to do with her.

"That was not my intention."

Xie Lingwan said calmly.

"If I wanted to kill him, I wouldn't go around lobbying when all the families in the world wanted to kill him, in order to reduce his crimes."

"If I wanted to kill him, I wouldn't leave so many hidden guards behind to protect him in secret, to defuse wave after wave of killers."

"If I..."

"But brother Fang is still dead! Isn't he?"

Xiao Jin interrupted her voice by crying.

Xie Lingwan was silent for a moment.

"Oh, Xie Lingwan, do you know?"

Xiao Jin wiped the crystals from the corners of her eyes, as if wiping away the last touch of weakness in herself.

"I've hated your self-confident, bland expression of sure victory since I was a child."

"Like you know everything..."

Xie Lingwan took a deep breath and slightly closed her eyes.

"That's my father, what do you want me to do?"

She said a little tiredly.

Holding the blood-stained long sword, Xiao Jin laughed lively and brilliantly.

"I know, I know it all."

"Our great Prime Minister of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, how could he not observe filial piety? How could he convince the public?"

"You sent Xie Tao to guard the tomb alone. It's not good. It hinders the reunion of your father and daughter."

"Look how caring I am, I brought him here."

A light flashed in Xiao Jin's hand, and she slapped a bloody head heavily on the table in front of her.

"It was just accidentally killed."

Xiao Jin covered her mouth and giggled.

Xie Lingwan: "..."

She glanced at the head with a frightened expression, and then looked away without any emotion.

"I came to you today just to tell you one thing, Xie Lingwan."

Xiao Jin restrained all her expressions and returned to an indifferent look.

"You give me a good governance of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and don't let the beasts in the north take advantage of it."

"The reason why you are still alive today is because no one else can integrate our remaining power except you."

"Protect the environment and keep the people safe. This is Brother Fang's wish during his lifetime. I will protect all of this for him."

"Your father was the murderer of brother Fang. I know you can't bear to do it, so I will kill it for you."

"If I find out that you have any other thoughts..."

Xiao Jin's pupils suddenly became violent and bloodthirsty.

"You can think about how you will die."

She retracted the candle night long sword, stopped looking at Xie Lingwan, and strode out.

"Little hibiscus."

Xie Lingwan said.

"What's wrong? You want to beg me for mercy? Heh."

Xiao Jin sneered without looking back.

"The turbidity is not something you can control, stop it."

Xie Lingwan was silent for a while, with a rare distress in her tone.

"It's none of your business."

Xiao Jin returned her kindness in a cold voice.

"I can avenge him, you don't have to do this step."

Xie Lingwan said in a low voice.

"Can you avenge him? Hahahahaha."

Xiao Jin seemed to have heard some funny joke.

"Hey, the surname is Xie, if I remember correctly, you said before that you can protect him?"

Xiao Jin sarcastically said mercilessly.

"What? Protection comes and goes, can't even protect Brother Fang's life?"

"You want to avenge him?"

"I suggest you kill yourself first."

Xiao Jin's words pierced deeply into Xie Lingwan's chest like a knife.

She closed her eyes in pain.

"I can't trust you."

Xiao Jin stopped before stepping out of the hall.

She turned slightly sideways, and the thunder and lightning in the gloomy sky formed the background behind her.

The girl said softly:

"Brother Fang died because of you...and your father."

"My father and brother are dead, in order to protect the damned emperor."

"My second uncle went to Beimo to assassinate Shan Yu. He was alone in danger, and now his life or death is uncertain."

"In this world, there is no one I can trust."

"If you were placed in my situation, what would you do? Xie Lingwan? You would be very grateful to me for saving your life."

"If you were here, the murderer named Xie Lingwan who killed Fang Weihan would have already been killed thousands of times by your schemes."

A huge scarlet cyclone rose from her body, within which there was a faint howl of resentment.

"I have lost a lot of things because of my cowardice, my ignorance."

"Now I want to save it, but it's already useless."

"What I can do is to kill those murderers who killed my closest relatives, one by one, with my own hands."

"You are the last one, just wait for me."

After Xiao Jin finished all this, she didn't stay any longer, and stepped out of the door.

"Where are you going?"

Xie Lingwan asked.

"Go to Luzhou, go to the Northern Expedition."

Xiao Jin's smile was open and crazy, like poppies flying in the wind.

She walked outside the door, pulled out the candle with a clang, and the dark yellow light on the blade shot up into the sky, like a waterfall in the underworld.

"Xuan Chongwei listens to the order."

There was no trace of emotion in Xiao Jin's calm voice.

The sound of the neat Yanling Saber being unsheathed sounded, and the gleaming blades joined together, like a chilling steel forest.

"revenge."

she whispered.

"revenge!"

The last Xuanzhong guards drew their swords and roared angrily, their momentum soaring to the sky, shaking the raindrops in the sky.

They are gone.

Xie Lingwan sat alone in the magnificent palace, with her father's head placed in front of her.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The gate guards rushed into the hall.

"Xuan Chongwei of the Xiao Clan in Lanling left the Yunlong Gate and is heading north rapidly. Do we want to intercept it?"

"no need."

Xie Lingwan's voice was still so flat.

"Send the order quickly, send these two letters to the prefect of Luzhou and the governor of South Xuzhou, and ask them to cooperate with Xiao Jin's actions."

"Yes!"

The guards hurriedly exited.

The heavy rain was pouring down outside, but it couldn't wash away the ferocious mottled blood in the hall, let alone the tear stains on the girl's cheek.

"I cried?"

Xie Lingwan brushed the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, staring blankly at the speck of crystal.

She couldn't bear it anymore, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Xie Lingwan stretched out a trembling hand, and took out a handkerchief from her underclothes pocket.

The handkerchief was torn and old, and it was already unusable.

The girl quietly looked at the handkerchief for a long, long time.

"It's hard to support a single tree, and it's hard to sing with a single hand... When the rain falls in Jinling, everything comes to nothing."

she murmured.

"Husband... I miss you so much..."

……

……

Fang Weihan fell rapidly from the dream, he felt his body getting heavier and heavier, until finally he hit hard in the softness.

He tried hard to open his eyes, which were full of sunshine.

"This is... where?"

he thought silently.

"Brother Fang...are you awake?"

The voice of the girl who seemed to have known him came to his ears, and he was a little surprised and a little timid.

Fang Weihan turned his head to look, and found that Xiao Jin was sitting beside his bed, staring at him with his face propped up.

Seeing him waking up, Xiao Jin stood up in a panic, not knowing where to put her two little hands, rubbing the hem of her clothes nervously.

"I... I'm going to get you something to eat."

She stammered and wanted to run out in a hurry.

It may be because she was too nervous, she stepped on the hem of her skirt, and accidentally knocked her head on the wall next to her.

"Ugh..."

Xiao Jin let out a cry of pain, covered her head, tears were about to fall, she looked pitiful.

Fang Weihan watched all this quietly, only feeling a little unreal and absurd.

Xiaojin...will it really become like that?
He thought of Xiao Jin's crazy and desperate smile when he held Xie Tao's head in the illusion, and his heart trembled.

Fang Weihan would never allow Xiao Jin to become like that.

"Xiao Jin, come here for me."

Fang Weihan sat up, leaned against the wall, and ordered solemnly in a somewhat weak tone.

The girl who was clutching her head and trying to escape froze, so she walked back timidly.

"Sit here."

Fang Weihan patted the bed beside him, motioning for Xiao Jin to sit over.

The girl sat on the edge of the bed obediently, her little hands were somewhat tangled in her skirt.

After Xiao Jin sat down, Fang Weihan didn't speak, just quietly closed his eyes and rested his mind.

She was very disturbed by the silent atmosphere, and decided to admit her mistake first.

Xiao Jin turned her head away, and said as if giving up on herself:
"Brother Fang, I... um!"

The girl's lips were blocked, and her mind went blank for an instant.

The temperature of her delicate body was getting higher and higher, and she slowly fell into Fang Weihan's arms.

Xiao Jin closed his eyes, temporarily put aside all distracting thoughts, and concentrated on responding to Fang Weihan's request for intimacy.

She had disobeyed him many times.

Not again, never again, never again.

(End of this chapter)