Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

In the past three years, the two seem to have fully integrated into the life of men farming and women weaving in the fields.

At that time, Liang Lin looked at the scene outside the world where chickens and dogs smelled each other and the smoke was curling up, and suddenly had an epiphany.

Everyone in the world knows the way of law, the way of swordsmanship, and the way of heaven. Any one of them is the existence of the supreme power.

Only humanity, with a mere mortal body, breaks through the shackles of fate and contends with the sky.

At that moment, Liang Lin decided to cultivate humanity.

How can you see through the world of mortals if you don't enter the world of mortals? Therefore, Liang Lin settled in this village to experience the ups and downs of the world.

For three years, he slept and ate with the villagers, forging a deep friendship, and felt the simplicity of human nature and the tenacity of weeds in the simple villagers, and the will to live in the sun.

Every day at sunrise, he climbed to the top of the mountain, overlooked the village, and felt humanity.

Days passed, and as his perception deepened, he seemed to be able to perceive some inexplicable thoughts and powers, but he couldn't use them for himself.

He originally thought that Leng Qingshuang would leave just now, but he didn't expect that she would stay by his side so stubbornly, and three years passed like this.

During the past three years, Leng Qingshuang's attitude towards Liang Lin also subtly changed.

It was getting late, and a puff of cooking smoke rose in the courtyard. Not long after, Leng Qingshuang brought a few home-cooked dishes to the table.

After the two sat down, Liang Lin suddenly broke the silence in the room.

"I plan to visit other cities to experience different customs."

"In the past few days, I seem to feel that if I stay here any longer, my cultivation on the human path will make no progress."

Leng Qingshuang suddenly stopped picking up vegetables, and looked at Liang Lin in a daze.

Seeing that he was only drinking wine with his head down, he seemed to be talking to himself, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Leng Qingshuang's mouth, pretending to be nonchalant, he picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge. A bit bitter.

The next day, after a silent breakfast, Leng Qingshuang packed up the dishes and sat in front of the table silently watching Liang Lin pack his luggage.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't say anything to persuade her to stay.

Before leaving, Liang Lin turned to her and asked, "What are your plans?"

Leng Qingshuang was still as stubborn as she was three years ago, and said sternly, "None of this has anything to do with you."

The woman's heart is on the bottom of the sea, and Liang Lin has already figured out her awkward personality after three years of getting along, so he stopped talking, picked up his luggage and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Leng Qingshuang finally couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart, and spoke suddenly.

"I wove a few bolts of cloth the day before yesterday. I wanted to make some winter clothes for you. Now that you are leaving, the cloth is useless. Let me go to the market to sell it."

The two walked through the bustling market, the two were silent all the way, and the bustle of the crowd around them seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Liang Lin walked out of the cloth shop and saw Leng Qingshuang standing in front of a jewelry stall.

When he stepped forward, he saw Leng Qingshuang staring intently at a hairpin.

The hairpin was simple in shape, with only a few ordinary-colored jade embellished in it, but it deeply attracted her eyes.

Seeing this, the stall owner immediately began to sell it enthusiastically, "You two are a match made in heaven at first sight! Beautiful jade matches a beautiful woman, so hurry up and buy one for your wife, young man."

Hearing the stall owner's words, Leng Qingshuang's eyes darkened, and she was about to turn around and leave.

A hand suddenly grabbed her, and Leng Qingshuang turned around suspiciously, only to see Liang Lin pick up the hairpin and put it in his hair with his own hands.

At that moment, Leng Qingshuang felt that the whole world had nothing to do with her, and only Liang Lin's words remained in her ears, "It's so beautiful."

But when he remembered that he was leaving today, Leng Qingshuang felt sad.

"Go back quickly, the sky will be dark if you don't leave early."

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Outside the screen, the monks who witnessed the three-year relationship between the two sighed.

"The relationship between Dijun and Empress Wangshu seems to be getting closer, but it's a pity..."

Empress Wangshu's love for the emperor is beyond words, and everyone can see clearly through the ancient paintings.

Perhaps without the grievances of the past, the two have already become a couple of gods and gods.

"Judging from the emperor's actions just now, he must also be interested in empress Wangshu in his heart."

"However, his heart is to practice, so he will leave soon."

"Since this is the case, how did Empress Wangshu be suppressed by the emperor later? Can he really be so cruel?"

Dijun's past growth experience has subtly changed the monks' perception of him. It is really hard for them to imagine why he turned into such a cruel and heartless appearance later.

Bai Chen noticed their swaying, and his heart was filled with anger.

"All of you present, don't forget how he hurt Empress Wangshu to this point. No matter how good he was in the past, how can he forgive him for his bloodthirsty and cruel behavior in the future."

"Our Three Realms absolutely don't need such a tyrant! Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to ourselves."

How harmonious Dijun and Empress Wangshu have been getting along with each other in the past three years is how much hatred he has in his heart.

Noble as desolate, he washed his hands and made soup every day for three years, and even learned how to weave and cut clothes.

If Liang Lin didn't leave, would they have to stay in that village for the rest of their lives? !
"This emperor is really a piece of wood. He has lived with Empress Wangshu for so many years and still abides by his duty. Nothing has happened beyond the rules."

"Fortunately, otherwise, how could this emperor bring Empress Wangshu into the harem."

Some of the monks recalled the scene where Liang Lin went to the top of the mountain to meditate every day, and curiosity welled up in his heart.

"Is the human way mentioned by the emperor really a way of cultivation?"

"I've never heard of such a cultivation method, but it seems to be extremely difficult. Otherwise, with the emperor's talent, how could there be no progress after three years."

"Looking at the emperor's every move in the past three years, it seems that this way of humanity is based on the foundation of mortals, so it is naturally more difficult than the way of heaven and sword."

"Is the emperor sitting on the top of the mountain meditating day after day, watching the world, is it really beneficial to the growth of cultivation?"

"Perhaps it is to experience the world of mortals and the so-called love of mortals in this world, so that we can experience it more."

As soon as these words came out, Leng Qingshuang's eyes flashed.

Could it be that Liang Lin, who was with him back then, was using himself to understand love?
That's why he later ruthlessly destroyed his Holy Yin spirit body and suppressed himself for thousands of years.

At that time, he had already returned to the peak of the emperor, and the deep affection he had at the beginning was not worth mentioning, and he even regarded himself as an unnecessary trouble.

"Liang Lin...you really have a vicious heart..."

Leng Qingshuang's eyes are full of pain and resentment at this time, wishing to fly into the ancient painting and personally cut Liang Lin into pieces!

The monks didn't seem to notice Leng Qingshuang's mood swings, and they were still discussing enthusiastically.