"Sangwa, why did you drive me out again!" Xu Meng took the leftovers and looked helplessly at the wooden door in front of him.

She felt like a little daughter-in-law who was kicked out of the house by her husband, obviously it was her own room, but she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

After a while, a muffled sound came from the door, and if nothing else, Yezi-san buried his face in the quilt again.

"I—I'm not chasing you. His tone was panicked and a little aggrieved, "My face is so ugly that it will scare you." ”

“......”

Xu Meng wanted to say, she had been in the temple for so long, why hadn't she seen a terrifying scene?!

But she knew in her heart that he was afraid of scaring her, but in fact he felt inferior because of his face.

Empathy, if you are disfigured, you don't want to see people.

It's one thing whether she's afraid or not, and it's another whether he's willing to let her see his face.

Sighing inwardly, Xu Meng leaned against the door and rubbed the tray in his hand.

The sun fell on her body, gilding her with a golden ring, and baking her all over her body.

It was completely different from how she felt in the temple.

The temple is cold and cold, and even if the sun is shining, it can't hold the temperature.

She turned her head to look east and west, and the sky was blue, clear, cloudless, and beautiful like a painting.

"Sangwa......" Xu Meng called him in a low voice, his nose welling up with sourness, "When you get better, let's go back to the temple." ”

Go back and see Liu Luan Qingdou and them, and then ......

Personally send them on their way.

Three years have passed, and they have long since become terrible ghosts.

She had asked, and there was no way to get rid of resentment in this world.

The system also says that they are cannon fodder in this world and are destined to be wiped out.

The only thing she can change is Sanwa.

Others, just like Bai Danguan, should have been destroyed by Sangwa herself, leaving no one behind.

But now the Sword Fu Sect can be punished according to the good and evil of everyone's crimes, and those who should be punished, those who should be released, and those who should be killed.

The direction of fate has changed, but the ending of everyone has not changed.

It's okay to be dead, but it's a tragedy to be alive, no matter where you go.

Because of their characters, they are bitter characters.

The same is true of the ghosts in the temple.

But there is also luck in misfortune? The system promised her that it would collect Liu Luan Qingdou's soul fragments and send them to another world.

In another world, there will be coquettish girls, young people who love to use their tongues to scare people, and a group of super Buddhist people.

There was silence in the room for a long time before a half-hesitant question came, "Are they okay?"

After asking, he regretted it, how could it be good?

Refining is to burn oneself with fire day and night, eating away at one's original will little by little, until the soul completely becomes a powerful ghost commanded by others.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Are we going back to save them?"

Xu Meng was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Sangwa, there is no way to eliminate resentment in this world, we can't save it." ”

"The Taoist uses them as a medium to absorb local spiritual power. ”

"There's nothing wrong with ghosts, they're just being used. ”

"Even so, the evil obstacles on them cannot be erased, and this day will be accepted after all. ”

Her voice was astringent, "Rather than letting them continue to live as ghosts, it's better to end it as soon as possible." ”

After a pause, she continued, "What do you think?" ”

In her opinion, if Liu Luan Qingdou and them disappear in this world now, they still have a chance to go to the next world.

If it's ended by the male protagonist or someone else, with a sword down, they're really wiped out.

There is no afterlife, no afterlife.

Of course, she couldn't have said that to Sanwa.

The wind whipped up fine pieces of sand and stones, stung the girl's eyes, and she blinked, two tears slipping from the corners of her eyes.

She was waiting, waiting for Sangwa's reaction.

There was no reply from inside the house.

The girl pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, wanting to laugh, but she couldn't.

She spurned herself in her heart, you have obviously made a choice, and you still hope that someone can echo you and let your conscience be a little calmer, bah blah!

"Okay, listen to you. Yezi-san's voice came from the room, very low and very dumb.

Xu Meng was slightly stunned, his lips moved for a long time, and he asked uneasily: "Do you think I'm too ruthless." ”

The girl didn't know how to place her hands and feet, her back was tense, her teeth bit her red lips, and she pricked up her ears to listen to the movements inside.

In fact, she has no right to make choices for the people in the temple, and she doesn't know if they are obsessed with this world or not.

It's like a terminally ill patient in a hospital, you don't know if he wants to continue to live in pain or die happily.

Liu Luan Qingdou and they have become powerful ghosts, it stands to reason that they should not have their own independent consciousness, but what if?

In case of......

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, and Xu Meng's belief began to waver, "I don't know if I did it right. I ......"

"Don't regret your choice. Ye Zisan's words were loud, like a stick on her altar, "If you don't do it, how do you know that your choice is wrong?"

"As for the ruthless ......" he chuckled and mocked: "It's not that you are ruthless, it's that this heavenly way has no eyes." ”

"How ridiculous it is that innocent people should also be punished by heaven!"

Xu Meng was silent, with bursts of sourness and helplessness in his heart, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't say anything in the end.

Indeed, in the world of this book, people are born with high and low, and the ending is sad and joyful.

Everyone has their own destined destiny, and they can't escape or hide from it.

As a time-traveler, she knows most of the plot, and she can only change the ending of others within a safe range.

Because, this is a book!

There is a fixed plot, a fixed order, and forcible interference will only cause the world to collapse.

In order to maintain the rest of the world, she had to be a spectator, even a promoter.

So now, she can't save her friends, and she has to send them on the road with her own hands......

The girl's body trembled, almost unable to stand, and she looked up at the sky, her eyes full of confusion.

The sky was still blue, the sun was still shining, the tray in her hand fell to the ground, but the girl was unconscious.

She clasped her hands together, cautiously, trying to catch the sun.

But when she spread her palms again, it was dark above, and she scratched and rubbed them in a panic, and her palms were always empty.

Her eyes were misty, and her face was filled with despair and panic, and she saw again the scene when Sang Wa was gouged out by the Taoist in the temple-

"Di-" At the same time, the alarm sounded in the main hall, and the system bounced up from its position, "Attention system, attention system—"

"The host mind burrows into a dead end, creating nightmares—"

"Tick-"