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Is it starting?
Yun Tianmo remembered this sound as well; it was the same sound that had drawn him in the night he and Ouyang Zixin had shared a sweet moment together.
It seemed that Ouyang Zixin's method was effective, but why did she lose consciousness after using the Eye Technique?
Yun Tianmo looked down at Ouyang Zixin and saw that her previously beautiful straight brows were now twisted. The struggling expression on her face appeared somewhat fierce. If he guessed correctly, she must have forced a change in the subconscious images of Feng Chengxuan after putting in a lot of effort.
Feng Chengxuan had fainted after being humiliated, yet his mind was still filled with thoughts of romantic entanglements, particularly those of an illicit nature. Ouyang Zixin didn't know if she had seen those images; it would be best if she hadn't, although hoping for that was somewhat wishful thinking.
In the Mirror Guardian, it was pitch black, and irregular thumping sounds echoed. Yun Tianmo tried to concentrate the Mysterious Energy in his eyes to see through the darkness, but it was ineffective.
After a short while, Yun Tianmo felt someone standing behind him. It seemed that after Ouyang Zixin fainted, the so-called taboos no longer applied. People like Yun Tianying and Zhao Feiyu came over out of concern. Baike and Zhai Yiqi were more perceptive and stayed back, likely not wanting to make things awkward for themselves.
"It's pitch black; there's nothing here," Zhao Feiyu murmured. That night they could still see a few people rolling around, but now in this darkness, it seemed even more boring. She quickly shifted her attention to Ouyang Zixin. What was wrong with her? She had been fine when Zhao Feiyu walked away; how could she suddenly faint?
"Mo," Yun Tianying called softly.
Yun Tianmo shook his head slightly, indicating that Ouyang Zixin was fine and that he couldn't discern any hidden meanings either.
The three of them waited quietly. After about half an incense stick's time, just as Zhao Feiyu was about to yawn, the Mirror Guardian finally showed some signs of activity.
A layer of silver light shimmered across the mirror surface, and then the thumping sounds became clearer. However, this time the sound was clearly that of a single person repeatedly colliding, unlike the chaotic sounds from before when three people had taken turns bumping into each other. It seemed they had isolated Feng Chengxuan's subconscious memories.
Silver Light gradually faded away. On the surface of the mirror, Feng Chengxuan was indeed seen with his eyes tightly closed, his body involuntarily rolling around in an unknown space, unable to see what he had actually collided with, only producing a series of thudding sounds. It felt as if he had crashed into a colorless, invisible wall and then bounced back.
"Liuli?"
"Not quite," Yun Tianmo denied Yun Tianying's guess. How could there be so much Liuli in this space?
—Could it be the glass that the master mentioned?
Hmm?
Nameless swallowed hard, realizing he had forgotten that Yun Tianmo could also communicate with him. He inadvertently spoke his thoughts aloud. At that moment, he heard Yun Tianmo let out a hum with an elevated tone, which reminded him of the nearly transparent substance called glass that Ouyang Zixin had once mentioned. Looking at the scene displayed in the Mirror Guardian, didn't it look quite similar?
Glass? Does it have any relation to Liuli?
—That remains unknown; they would have to wait for the master to wake up to clarify.
The two exchanged a few simple words before stopping, as there was a new change on the surface of the mirror.
It seemed that a glimmer of light had seeped into the dark space where Feng Chengxuan was located, allowing everyone to gradually see what was originally the "invisible wall." If it weren't for the slight traces left by the refraction of light, these "invisible walls" would indeed be very difficult to detect.
"Such things actually exist." This was much more transparent than Liuli, and judging by its appearance, it was also considerably thicker than Liuli. No wonder it produced such thudding sounds when struck.
But what exactly is this?
"Glass." With the description from Nameless combined with the current light, it became clear that what he referred to as glass was indeed the object appearing in Mirror Guardian.
"Look, every time he crashes into it, something seems to appear on that glass..." Zhao Feiyu, being a woman, was naturally intrigued by the nearly transparent glass that refracted light. She paid closer attention and noticed that there were other changes in the glass when Feng Chengxuan collided with it.
"It looks like... some images?" Yun Tianying squinted and stared carefully for a while. However, because Feng Chengxuan's contact with the glass was too brief, it was difficult to discern what those fleeting images were.
Gold.
Flowers.
Palaces.
Thrones.
Blood...
These five images appeared in succession several times, allowing Yun Tianmo and the others to see them clearly one by one.
"Could this be...?" Zhao Feiyu hesitated, leaving her thoughts unspoken. However, her silence did not prevent others from understanding or voicing their thoughts.
For instance, Zhai Yiqi, who had unknowingly approached them from behind.
"It represents what he desires most," Zhai Yiqi said with a hint of sarcasm. The prince raised in the palace valued nothing more than these things. However, the last image of blood left him somewhat perplexed. Did it refer to the bloodshed committed to ascend to the position of Sovereign?
And the flower.
"He is infatuated with his own sister." Previously, only Yun Tianmo had witnessed this scene, so when he saw the flower appear, he thought of Feng Chengxuan hiding in the garden watching his sister chase butterflies, which later turned somewhat bloody.
What do these five scenes represent?
If it is merely the desire of a prince, then even without these images, he could guess what Feng Chengxuan was thinking with near accuracy. How could such a strong inner desire instead transform into his subconscious memory?
"Not good, he’s starting to convulse," Zhao Feiyu exclaimed.
Feng Chengxuan, who had been lying peacefully on the ground, suddenly began to convulse all over, and it seemed blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. Yun Tianmo held Ouyang Zixin; although he was closest, his hands were tied. By the time Yun Tianying stepped forward to restrain him, Feng Chengxuan was already drenched as if pulled from water.
This sudden change left everyone at a loss. Could it be that after someone saw his subconscious memory, he transformed into this state?
What connection does this so-called subconscious memory have with the Small Stone Box?
"Um... cough cough..."
"Awake?" Yun Tianmo felt the person in his arms stirring and quickly looked down; Ouyang Zixin was slowly opening her eyes.
"He was cursed by someone," Ouyang Zixin said weakly. If she hadn't run fast just now, she would likely be trapped in Feng Chengxuan's subconscious memory by now. (To be continued.)
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