Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, Hangzhou.

A convoy of trains drove along the official road, leaving two shallow ruts.

"With a few strokes on the inkstone, the ink falls like the cry of a partridge."

"Who understands the meaning in this melody? The broken string awaits your tying."

Inside the carriage, a handsome young man dressed in brocade hummed a little tune about progress.

His name is Wang Xuan, and he is just eighteen years old this year.

Eighteen years ago, he traveled from Earth and became an infant in swaddling clothes, abandoned in the mountains.

He was later rescued by an old woman who took good care of him and treated him like her own son.

Wang Xuan lived up to expectations, studying diligently for ten years and achieving the third-highest rank in the imperial examination.

Unfortunately, the old man passed away three years ago and was unable to share in this glory.

Wang Xuan has now been dispatched to Qiantang County to serve as the county magistrate.

Wang Xuan believed that the reason he was unable to stay in the capital was because he refused the Minister of Personnel's offer to find a son-in-law from among those listed in the imperial examinations.

The reason for his refusal was that he did not want to marry a woman from a powerful family, lest he be controlled in every way in the future.

Secondly, two and a half years ago, he met a woman and fell in love with her at first sight.

A face as beautiful as a painting, with arched eyebrows, eyes like autumn water, a delicate nose, and pale pink lips.

Dressed in white, her hair flowing like a waterfall, her body graceful and her skin radiant.

She is like a fairy who doesn't eat the food of mortals, with an otherworldly and refined temperament.

At that moment, he even thought of names for his two children.

Unfortunately, it was just a fleeting glimpse in the crowd.

By the time he caught up with her, the woman had already disappeared.

He didn't even have time to ask his name.

I don't know if we'll ever have the chance to meet again.

"Sir, we've entered the city."

Outside the carriage, the voice of his subordinate, Lao Liu, interrupted his thoughts.

After a long journey and sitting in the carriage for so long, I was really a bit sore in the back and waist.

He casually lifted the curtain of the carriage, revealing a bustling street filled with smoke, merchants gathered, and shouts mingling—a scene of prosperity.

However, a woman in the distance soon caught his eye.

She was dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with a slender figure, fair complexion, and loose hair. Her eyes were filled with tears as she walked down the street, looking lost and dejected.

There were also gossipy women who pointed fingers at her and made comments without any restraint.

"It must be her."

"The young master of the Li family is such a good person."

"He really is a jinx!"

Wang Xuan frowned slightly.

"Old Liu, go and ask who that woman is."

"Yes, sir."

Wang Xuan lowered the curtain, and the carriage leisurely headed towards the county government office.

A moment later, Old Liu caught up, panting.

"My lord, I've had someone find out the details."

"That woman is named Rouge, and she is the bride of the Li family. On their wedding night yesterday, the young master of the Li family suddenly changed his personality and shouted that he wanted to become a monk. I heard it was all because of this bride."

and many more……

Rouge? Young Master Li?

This plot seems very familiar.

Isn't this the opening scene of "The Living Buddha Ji Gong"?

Could it be that I have transmigrated to a world overrun by demons?

Over the past eighteen years, although he had heard some legends about gods and monsters, he regarded them as mere rumors spread by the world and never took them to heart.

Now, reflecting on the past and present, I can't help but feel a jolt.

Wang Xuan then asked, "What's the young master of the Li family called?"

"I think his name was Li Xiuyuan."

"Stop the car! Go catch up with that woman!"

He was almost certain that this was the plot of "The Living Buddha Ji Gong".

Rouge is currently suffering from endless insults and is heartbroken, contemplating suicide.

If we can save Rouge, we can form a good relationship with Ji Gong.

Perhaps I can even embark on the path of cultivation.

Old Liu quickly flattered him, saying, "Sir, we'll be at the county government office soon. Why don't you go and rest first? I'll send a few men to find that woman."

Wang Xuan thought to himself: What a trivial matter you are!

This is a good thing about a hero saving a damsel in distress; you don't need to get involved.

"What are you looking for?" Wang Xuan's face hardened as he reprimanded, "That woman is being gossiped about, and I'm trying to persuade her to live well. By the time you find her, it'll be too late. Everyone else, go back to the county office first. You come with me in the carriage."

"yes!"

……

On the cliff of looking back.

Rouge, dressed in a festive red outfit, only made her look more desolate and miserable. A gust of wind blew by, her long hair fluttered, and her eyes were dull and lifeless, her heart ashen.

At this moment, Wang Xuan and Lao Liu also arrived.

Old Liu called out, "Sir, look! That woman is admiring the scenery on the cliff!"

"What scenery are you looking at? That's like jumping off a cliff."

Wang Xuan hurriedly stepped forward.

Old Liu then wisely stopped walking.

As Wang Xuan drew closer to Yan Zhi, a strange book called "The Record of a Hundred Beauties" suddenly appeared in his mind.

There are actually over a hundred beautiful female phantoms inside, some coquettish, some melancholic, some aloof, some smiling, and so on.

Currently, they are all unlit, and only a faint outline can be seen.

When the book appeared, Wang Xuan understood its specific purpose.

If you get within ten steps of a woman in the Hundred Beauties Record, the Hundred Beauties Record will give you a notification.

You can receive a reward by activating the woman's profile.

As for how to light it up, those who know, know...

Name: Rouge

Age: 18

[Realm: Mortal]

[Note: Rouge was originally Ji Gong's (Li Xiuyuan) betrothed, but she was humiliated on their wedding night. At this moment, she is extremely confused and helpless, and this is the best time to comfort her.]

At this moment, Rouge took another step towards the edge of the cliff.

Without further hesitation, Wang Xuan rushed forward and, just as Yan Zhi was about to jump, grabbed her wrist and forcefully pulled her back from the edge of the cliff.

The two of them fell to the ground together.

Seeing that he had successfully rescued Rouge, Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

You should know that Ji Gong's lifelong nemesis, the Roc, was waiting at the bottom of the cliff to take Rouge away.

If he tries to steal it then, it will be extremely difficult.

Yes, his mindset changed from the moment he activated the [Hundred Beauties Record].

Saving Rouge was no longer for Ji Gong's sake, but for his own.

Rouge had already closed her eyes, awaiting death, but now that she had collapsed to the ground, she realized that she had been saved.

She looked up and met a pair of gentle eyes. The young man in front of her was handsome in fine clothes, with striking features and an extraordinary demeanor. For a moment, her chaotic thoughts paused slightly.

Her voice was soft yet slightly hoarse: "Why did you save me?"

Wang Xuan gazed at her pale, delicate face and spoke gently, "Because I don't want to see a vibrant life vanish like this. The Cliff of Reversal is 180 feet high; jumping from here would mean certain death. Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm scared." After being rescued by Wang Xuan, most of the determination in Rouge's eyes had faded, and she said helplessly, "But I have no other way out."

"Haven't you heard that there's always a way out? As long as you want to walk, the path is right under your feet." Wang Xuan smiled warmly, his tone becoming more relaxed. "Alright, I have two great passions: telling stories and listening to stories. If you'd like, why don't you tell me your story? Perhaps I can be of some help."

The long-suppressed sorrow and despair had nowhere to be expressed, but being treated with such gentleness at this moment warmed Rouge's heart.

She spoke slowly.

"My real name is Rouge..."