Time passed quickly, the thick and billowing black fog dispersed again, and Zhang Fan returned to the magnificent courtyard.
At this time, he had not woken up yet, his eyes were still tightly closed, and his face was pale and colorless. Logically speaking, any injuries or curses encountered in the maze scene will be healed the moment they return to the transfer station.
However, this time, the power of recovery did not come. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Fan was woken up by Sai Laoxian.
Sai Laoxian's face was ugly, filled with a strong sense of gloom, as if he was deeply worried.
"How long have I slept?" Zhang Fan opened his hazy eyes and asked softly. But when he opened his mouth to speak, he felt a sharp pain like needle pricks in his internal organs.
He was breathing heavily in pain and his lips were trembling. In addition, his throat was equally uncomfortable, as if he had swallowed a razor blade and was torn apart from the inside out.
Zhang Fan struggled to stand up, but as soon as he exerted force, he collapsed again and collapsed on the stone stool, breathing heavily.
At this moment, his whole body was weak, his limbs were limp, his lips were dry and cracked with blood stains, and he was extremely haggard. I'm so thirsty and want to drink water.
This is what he really thinks now.
"You slept for almost twelve hours." Sai Laoxian stroked his white beard and said quietly in a low voice.
In ancient times, an hour was two hours. Twelve hours, that is, twenty-four hours.
"Has it been almost a day?" Hearing this, Zhang Fan was stunned. I didn't expect to sleep for so long. No, I have to go back to the human world quickly.
There are still many things to do, and you must not waste your time here.
"Don't worry! I still have something to ask!!" Sai Laoxian looked back at Feng Chime and other ghosts who were walking and playing in the courtyard. When he saw that they were not paying attention, he said seriously.
"What are you asking?" Zhang Fan's eyes were slightly stunned.
"How could your body be so bad?! What danger did you encounter in the maze scene?" Sai Laoxian grabbed Zhang Fan's right hand, took his pulse, and asked with a solemn face.
"Oh! Is this a long story?"
"Old Immortal, let me ask you, can my body still recover?" Zhang Fan saw that his physical condition had been discovered by Sai Lao Xian, so he could not continue to hide it, and then said seriously.
He said this very softly and did not dare to make it too loud. He didn't want them to hear the wind chimes, as that would only cause them unnecessary trouble.
Sai Laoxian sighed, and the luster in his old eyes suddenly dimmed a lot. After being silent for a while, he shook his head and said: "Your body has reached the point where it has run out of fuel and is... powerless. Damn it, to be precise, you are going to die!!!" After hearing what Sai Laoxian said, Zhang Fan was not surprised, he did know that he was going to die.
But what surprised him most was that this terrible injury showed no signs of improvement after returning to the transfer station.
This is completely different from before.
"I hope you can keep this matter a secret for me and don't tell them!" Zhang Fan pointed at the wind chimes and other ghosts in the distance and said bitterly.
"Let's make a decision based on the situation. Maybe you can ask the Wishing Lake. Maybe you can heal your injuries by making a wish!" Sai Laoxian suddenly thought of the Wishing Lake.
The supernatural power of Wishing Lake is extremely terrifying. It has the terrifying power to resurrect the dead. It must be possible to cure Zhang Fan's poor body.
"I also have this plan, you don't have to worry about my injury, I will be fine!!" Zhang Fan forced a smile and comforted Sai Laoxian not to worry about himself.
But the moment he finished saying this, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and then his face became as pale as white paper.
After waving his hand for Sai Laoxian to step back, Zhang Fan took a deep breath, took out a bottle of mineral water from his system backpack, opened the cap, and took a few sips.
But before the water entered his stomach, the moment it touched his throat, it was like the sting of a knife cutting his trachea. Zhang Fan suddenly took a breath of cold air. The next second, all the water he drank was absorbed by him. Spit it out.
He spat the mineral water all over the floor, with a bright red color mixed in it. This was blood being spit out along with the mineral water.
It can be seen that Zhang Fan's health has deteriorated to an unimaginable level. Zhang Fan drooled and did not choose to continue asking about the black leather manual in the courtyard, but chose to return to the human world without hesitation.
In the courtyard, his physical condition would be seen by Feng Zing and others, which would cause them to worry.
As long as he returns to the human world, then, if he wants to, he has the right to stop the ghosts in the ghost frame and observe all the scenes in reality.
When I returned to the human world, it was already 18:26 that afternoon. The time to go to the hell labyrinth this time was much longer than any time before.
If I was wasting some time, I'm afraid the first day would be over. Pulling out the black leather manual from his pocket, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and began to ask about how to heal his injuries.
"Please tell me how to heal the body's injuries!" Zhang Fan asked weakly. As he asked, a burning tingling sensation suddenly appeared on the black leather manual, which made Zhang Fan frown involuntarily.
Soon, the first page of the black manual opened automatically, and then the second page also opened automatically, and a few lines of information quickly appeared on it, like a scrawled font written by the left hand.
【My name is Zhang Fan! 】【When you see this sentence, it will also mean that I am about to die. 】【In this nightmare-level [Claustrophobic Abyss] scene, I encountered an unprecedented crisis!
】【I was killed once by a terrifying host spirit - a ghost, but at a critical moment, the malice in my heart successfully broke free from the shackles of the cage and temporarily took over the control of my body.
】【Malicious carries the oath face of the inner demon, re-engraving and evolving the power of the inner dream demon. 】【The terrifying power of the dream demon is constantly devouring my body and mind, overdrawing everything I have.
】【I'm going to die. 】【This death is inevitable and contains the curse of mortality. When I was desperate, I chose to ask the black leather manual for a way to survive.
】【But it failed. This time, the black manual couldn't do anything. 】【The black leather manual tells me that I only have the last 13 days left to live!
It makes me seize the last moment to prepare for the funeral! 】The font information of the black leather manual ends here.
Zhang Fan's eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time. Didn't you expect that this time, even the black leather manual can't be helped?
Zhang Fan drooled. When the saliva passed through his throat, it caused irritation, and a strong cutting and stinging sensation echoed in his mouth. He once again spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.
Zhang Fan didn't give up. The black-covered manual was also very cunning. It probably said a lot and hid important information.
Maybe it's not that it doesn't know how to survive, but it's very possible that it refuses to tell. In order to force the black leather manual to reveal the hidden information, Zhang Fan used intimidation and tried several times.
But in the end, he was still disappointed. Because no matter how he tried, no matter how he tried to intimidate the black leather manual, it had no effect at all.
The entire second page of the black manual is densely covered with one sentence. That's it.
——[My name is Zhang Fan. When you read this sentence, I will be dead! ] Not getting the answer he wanted from the black leather manual, Zhang Fan closed it and put it in his pocket.
If this road doesn't work, then we have to ask about Wishing Lake. It’s just that the price here at Wishing Lake is too high.
If you make a deal with it, you will always suffer the loss.
