The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 254 Rewriting the Ending
The Xuanji Pen disappeared from its original location and returned to Yang Rongrong's dantian.

She looked again, and the words in the sky changed to the following:

"Although she was rejected by the monk, Su Wen could see that the monk was not completely without affection for her, he just had to push her away because of his status. Su Wen didn't want to give up, she wanted the monk to face his true feelings, so she took off her clothes (crossed out) and shoes, took the initiative to hug (crossed out) and strangle his neck, and pressed her warm lips (crossed out) and soles of shoes against his cheek. The monk's heart beat like a drum, and his blood boiled. Finally, he couldn't suppress the desire in his heart and hugged her back tightly."

The next moment, the text disappeared.

That feeling of being out of control came back again.

Yang Rongrong's face was flushed and her eyes were full of spring water. She looked at the monk shyly, then bent down and reached out to take off her embroidered shoes.

She walked on the ground in her silk stockings, step by step towards the monk.

The monk looked at her in a daze, not understanding what she meant.

When she came up to him, Yang Rongrong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was soft: "I really like you."

Before the monk could react, she grabbed his neck.

Then she swung her embroidered shoes and hit him in the face again and again.

She asked as she smoked: "You like me too, right? I can see that you like me too in your heart!"

The monk was very frightened.

He wanted to step back, but his neck was grabbed. The man looked thin and weak, but surprisingly strong, and he couldn't break free. Soon he felt dizzy and his heartbeat accelerated due to difficulty breathing, and his cheeks were flushed red.

Yang Rongrong was still questioning him frantically.

"Speak up, why don't you dare to admit that you like me?!"

The monk was forced into a corner and had to compromise in order to protect himself.

"I, I like you."

After getting the answer she wanted, Yang Rongrong finally stopped.

She put down her embroidered shoes, and her delicate jade fingers brushed across his swollen cheeks, full of joy: "Really? Do you really like me too?"

The monk was terrified.

If he still had some erotic thoughts in his mind just now, now he had completely gotten rid of those messy thoughts.

He couldn't help but think of his master's teachings before his death, that the more beautiful a woman is, the more terrifying she is. At this moment, he deeply agreed with this. The girl in front of him was really scary!

Yang Rongrong seemed unaware of the monk's fear.

She leaned over, her fingertips traced across his neck, stopping at his heart, her red lips raised slightly, and she giggled foolishly.

"Hehe, you said you like me too, but I don't know if what you said is true or not. It would be great if I could cut open your body and see your heart."

The monk was terrified. He couldn't stand it any longer, so he pushed the girl away and rolled off the bed in a panic.

"Help! There is a monster here, save me!"

He roared at the top of his lungs and fled using his hands and feet.

He thought the girl would definitely chase him relentlessly, so he didn't even dare to look back and rushed out of the room and ran a long way away.

However, behind him, Yang Rongrong just stood there quietly, not moving a step.

She looked at the monk's back that quickly disappeared into the night and suddenly chuckled.

"Oh, man."

She had never heard of the story of "Three Lives", but she could get a glimpse of the general direction of the story from the monk's reaction.

The monk may have feelings for Su Wen, but it is more of a momentary impulse. When the impulse fades and reason returns in the future, he will withdraw from the world without hesitation and continue to practice Buddhism. Su Wen's infatuation can only be exchanged for an illusion in the end.

A large paragraph of text suddenly appeared in the air -

"After a ridiculous night, Su Wen was able to stay with the monk. The monk transplanted the peach tree to the backyard of the temple. Every day, as long as he opened the window of the meditation room, he could see the peach blossoms in full bloom in the yard. When night fell, the pink and white peach petals floated into the meditation room through the window, transformed into a charming and bright girl in a pink skirt, sleeping on the same bed with the monk and whispering in his ears. The monk gradually neglected his studies and became less and less interested in Buddhism. Even his little apprentice noticed his abnormality. The little apprentice was worried and expressed his worries in front of the master's tablet. That night, the monk dreamed of his master who had passed away many years ago. In the dream, the master scolded him for having sex with a woman. The monk was so angry that he thought about the Master's words in his dream and felt sorry for the Master's painstaking teaching. He couldn't help crying. He broke up with Su Wen and dug up the peach tree and sent it back to a distant place. Since then, the monk has seen through the world and has a complete epiphany. He has devoted himself to practicing hard to atone for his sins. Su Wen went to the temple every day to beg for mercy, hoping to see the monk again, but she never got her wish. Even though she was very unwilling, she could do nothing about it. One year, the peach blossoms fell and the branches withered, and it has never bloomed since then. "

After reading this long and densely written paragraph, Yang Rongrong felt no emotion at all.

Although she was in the story, she always remembered that she was a spectator. Whether the characters in the story were crying or laughing, it had nothing to do with her.

She just wanted to know what the person who wrote this story intended.
The words suddenly flashed, and after a moment, as if an invisible hand had erased all the words.

Then new words appeared:

"The monk was frightened by the sudden appearance of the Peach Blossom Demon. He fled in panic. When he returned to the meditation room with his little apprentice carefully, the beautiful and terrifying Peach Blossom Demon had disappeared. The room was empty, leaving only the faint fragrance of peach blossoms. The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and from then on he dared not step out of the temple again. He stayed away from the world, devoted himself to hard work, and finally became an enlightened monk. Su Wen never saw the monk again after that. Although he felt sorry, he also understood that the monk had no feelings for him, so he gave up the idea and continued to live a free life like the flowers blooming and falling as in previous years."

When Yang Rongrong finished reading the last word, all the surrounding scenery had disappeared.

White fog surrounded her, and all she could see was white.

Yang Rongrong could feel a slight shaking beneath her body and the faint sound of flowing water. It seemed that she was still on the boat and everything just now was an illusion derived from the story.

Suddenly, a sigh was heard, followed by Yu Gong's voice -

"You actually changed my ending."

Yang Rongrong looked in the direction of the voice and saw Yu Gong sitting opposite her.

There was a low table between the two of them, and four other boat demon repairmen were sitting at the table.

The four demon cultivators all had dull eyes and dazed expressions at this moment, and they did not move at all, as if they were possessed by a demon.

It seemed that they were completely immersed in the story and could not regain consciousness for a while.