Meng Nan looked at the layout of the house.

This is not a quiet room for practice, it looks like a bedroom, but it is different from the new house twelve years ago. I think it is because I started a family and had three children, so I moved out and set up a business after marriage.

Although this room is simple, it has many thoughts on all kinds of small details.

Some of the tables, chairs, benches, beds, and lounges, which he could see in his previous life. Some places were confused, and most likely they were arranged by Zhao Xiaoshuang.

Meng Nan looked around for a while, then looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang.

After a while of ease, my mind was already thinking about the words. He said to Zhao Xiaoshuang: "It was probably because I was crazy and burned my brain. Now I can only remember the night I got married and the couple. I remember everything we said clearly at the first night after we got married. But later, I can't remember anything that has happened until now."

Meng Nan said, and he was worried and gently knocked his temples with his hands, making him feel amnesiac.

"Amnesia lost?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang took a closer look at Meng Nan.

She was immersed in the surprise of her husband's resurrection just now, and she didn't have time to think about it carefully for a while. But now that her mood has calmed down, she will immediately feel sad after hearing Meng Nan's words.

Sure enough, I felt a little strange and a little strange.

As for the night of getting married.

More than ten years have passed, but she can't remember it very clearly.

"The first thing we said that night was to ask each other's cultivation level. I had only entered the state of tranquility and had no nerve to mention it. Later-"

Meng Nan was worried that Zhao Xiaoshuang would not believe it, so he immediately said that night again, which was actually what he had just experienced. Just now, I remember it clearly, and it was just a word.

"You remember it all!"

"I forgot everything later?"

"It's okay."

"If I go any further, I will forget all of me."

Zhao Xiaoshuang smiled, but kept holding Meng Nan's hand tightly and not letting go.

Without too much words, Meng Nan knew that the couple had a good relationship in the next twelve years.

Think about his own personality-

"I'm a good man."

"It's nothing strange that you are the most obsessed with the man's moral integrity, and you will be willing to manage your relationship with yourself."

But feelings are never made unilaterally.

Judging from Zhao Xiaoshuang's appearance, she should be sincere to him.

Meng Nan thought to himself, feeling a little lucky.

Arranged marriage.

Random assignment.

Nearly a fertility machine.

It is indeed a blessing to be able to marry a wife who can be sincere and support each other in such an environment.

Thinking about these.

Meng Nan felt a little drowsy. He wanted to talk more with Zhao Xiaoshuang, but before he knew it, he fell into Zhao Xiaoshuang's arms and fell asleep.

...

A good night of dreams.

When Meng Nan woke up, it seemed that it was already bright. He didn't get up in a hurry, he sorted out his thoughts, looked at the decoration of the room, and knew that he was still in the future time and space, so he didn't get up.

Lying on the bed.

Open the panel.

Name: Meng Nan

Lifespan: 0/8

Camp: Chashan Tianlin Cave

Cultivation: Fetal breath enters tranquility

Internal interest: 0

Root bone: 1

Practice: The first level of "Lei Zhao Sutra"

Skill: None

Skills: None

Death log: available for viewing

...

"It's this thing that brings me this future time and space."

“When ‘I’ just died.”

Meng Nan digested this information.

The ‘information panel’ brings him here from reality, but not to stay here forever. The ‘lifetime’ in the panel is not his real lifetime, but the time limit for him to survive in this future time and space.

"Eight years!"

"Stay for up to eight years, and when the time comes, you will have to return to reality."

"Dwell time depends on my actual life limit, 10%.

“That is, my real limit is 80.”

Meng Nan looked down on the attributes of the columns, sorted out the information, and saw the life span, and saw more information, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Theoretical limit is 80 years old, which is not considered early in the previous life. But this is theory. In fact, I died at the age of 30 in this time and space."

Thirty years old!

Short-lived ghost!

"It would be fine if you were unable to advance to the internal Qi stage at the age of thirty. You can still get into the devil and die when you stay in the fetal breathing stage?"

"I'm too useless!"

Meng Nan went to take a look at the [Death Log] again and was so happy.

And even if he doesn't get possessed by the evil spirits, according to this trend, he will never have any achievements in cultivating immortals in his life.

Have children.

Obey labor.

This is his value, to Yinlianzhai and Tianlin Cave.

"But this is before!"

"Now!"

“I have this ‘information panel’, can it be different?”

Meng Nan felt expectation in his heart and continued to look down.

Internal interest.

Root bone.

Practice.

Skill.

skill.

These are also inheriting the original time and space, rather than the self that will be in this future time and space.

The same is true for cultivation.

Although Meng Nan was possessed by this space of time and space, he was at least in the visual realm. But now he occupied it, he returned to the past.

Even my body feels no longer thirty years old, and I also returned to the time when I was just eighteen.

"so--"

"My practice here is the same as my practice in reality."

"It's a pity that the cultivation level you have practiced here cannot be taken out."

Meng Nan felt a little regretful.

But that's OK.

He can stay in this place for eight years and practice here for eight years. Even if he cannot bring out his cultivation, he still has these eight years of experience in practicing, and experience that he has experienced in his body can bring out.

By then, it will be much easier to practice in reality!

"At least there will be no situation where you are still in the visualization state of fetal breathing at the age of thirty, or even go crazy!"
To be continued...