The improved female villains regained their memories.

Confusion, anxiety, anger, and confusion welled up inside her, and for the first time, her delicate and composed face cracked, revealing a ferocious expression.

"Absolutely impossible!"

“Yang Pingsheng and I grew up together. He is the closest person to me. How could he be someone from another world?”

“I know him too well. The current Yang Pingsheng is basically the same as before. He has never changed. Even though we have been estranged for so many years, I can still sense that his nature has not changed. If someone from outer space had taken over his body, his personality would definitely have changed. There is no way I wouldn’t have noticed!”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! What kind of garbage deduction method is this? I absolutely do not believe it!"

She roared angrily and punched a tree next to her. Instantly, spiritual energy surged, the formation shook, and the spiritual energy in the air rushed upward, forming multicolored light.

She gasped for breath, then suddenly froze, staring blankly at her hands, muttering to herself:

"What...what's wrong with me?"

It was as if something was welling up in her heart, and an unnamed anger surged up, making her unable to control herself.

This is not like her.

She thought of the video. In the video, Ling Tiandu was the same way. Whenever her lover was involved, she would become angry, irritable, and aggressive.

"Calm down, I need to calm down."

She sat down on a stone stool in the courtyard, panting, her face gloomy, her eyes like snakes, staring at a certain place.

"Something is influencing me. Is it the heavens? No, it can't be. This emotion is a human emotion. Since the will of heaven supports me, it can't possibly stir up my human emotions. There's no need for that."

Heaven shows no favoritism, but always sides with the virtuous.

It cannot control people's emotions; if it could, it could not be called the Way of Heaven.

"Putting aside my own feelings, Yang Pingsheng couldn't possibly be an extraterrestrial. No matter how well an extraterrestrial disguises themselves, they couldn't possibly imitate every detail perfectly. I remember every single detail of Yang Pingsheng, without missing a single one. If someone had possessed my body, I would definitely have noticed, unless..."

She almost stopped, then murmured to herself:

"Unless he was an alien from the beginning."

She stood there, her face deathly pale, eerily white.

If that's the case, what should she do? Kill him? Or lock him up somewhere and keep him far away from her forever?

but……

Song Panning clutched her heart, looking at the sky with near despair.

"But I've already fallen in love with him..."

Chapter 249 The First Female Villain to Battle the System

“I have already relinquished my position as goddess, but I cannot follow the instructions to send Yang Pingsheng to prison.”

In the dimly lit room, Lin Wanjun stared at the scroll, talking to herself almost obsessively.

She had not eaten or drunk anything for two days. After Song Panning obtained the position of goddess, she lived in the main hall of the temple for a long time, and Yang Pingsheng was also there. Even if she wanted to make a plan, she could not carry it out without being able to see the people.

"Damn it, why is the scroll forcing me to relinquish my position as goddess? If I were to go all out to compete with Song Panning, I might be able to put up a fight with the advantage of being reborn!"

She was pulling at her hair, her face flushed, and her tone became increasingly agitated.

Lin Jinxuan peered anxiously through the crack in the door. She couldn't hear very clearly, only faintly making out the names Yang Pingsheng and Song Panning.

Ever since losing the Goddess Selection and taking her fiancé with her, her younger sister's mental state has become increasingly unstable. She often mutters to herself while looking at a scroll. Lin Jinxuan wanted to find someone to talk to, but most of the Lin family members were controlled by Lin Wanjun, so she couldn't do anything about it.

"who!"

With a loud shout, the door swung open, and Lin Wanjun stood in the doorway, her eyes fixed on Lin Jinxuan, her tone unfriendly: "It's you again. How many times have I told you not to bother me unless it's important?"

"Sister... younger sister."

Even now, Lin Jinxuan still trembles with fear when she sees Lin Wanjun. Her younger sister's personality has changed so drastically, and her methods are unfathomable. She is afraid that she will become an unconscious puppet like the others in the family.

"I've noticed you haven't been going out much, and I'm worried about you." She gave a fawning smile. "Sister, I just want to help you."

"No need, you piece of trash. I really don't know what use you are as my follower. I even have to teach you formations, ha..."

Lin Jinxuan lowered her head dejectedly.

She was indeed useless and couldn't help Lin Wanjun, whether in terms of formations or the goddess election, but she really didn't want to see Lin Wanjun become like this. She used to be so innocent and kind.

"younger sister……"

"Go away!"

"..."

She lowered her head, said nothing more, and slowly retreated.

Lin Wanjun slammed the door shut with a bang, until the familiar darkness enveloped her. She had indeed changed; only this kind of dark environment suited her better.

"Song Panning, I will never let you get away with this..."

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Time flies. Since the experiment was completed, Song Panning has stopped tormenting Yang Pingsheng. She is like she was when she was a child, interacting with him with a tender smile.

The goddess usually presides over the lottery ceremony. Whenever this happens, she brings back the lot for Yang Pingsheng, and without exception, they are all the best lot.

She ordered Yang Pingsheng not to leave the temple, but she didn't restrain him like before. She approached him with tenderness and left decisively, leaving Yang Pingsheng puzzled.

One day, as dusk fell and the sun disappeared, the clouds on the horizon were dyed a deep red by the sunset, like ink spread on paper, so rich and thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

Yang Pingsheng was standing in a corner of the courtyard, staring blankly at the sunset, when he suddenly felt a gaze coming his way. He turned his head and saw that not far away, the goddess's servant named Leng Yan was silently staring at him.

She was brought up from the foot of the mountain by Song Panning, who designated her as the goddess's servant. No one knew what Song Panning had said to her, but from the first day she entered, she silently followed behind her, even watching her while she slept.

"Doesn't this guy need to rest...?"

Yang Pingsheng thought to himself, with this guy around, he didn't even have a chance to talk to the system.

For the next phase of the plan, he could only listen to the system's explanation, as there was no opportunity for communication, so he had to suppress all his questions.

"Ping Sheng, I'm back."

Song Panning's voice came, and as soon as he looked up, the white figure was already close by, smiling as she handed him the signature.

"I also drew a fortune for you today."

Yang Pingsheng took the fortune slip, and sure enough, it was another very auspicious one. He sighed helplessly and said, "I'll just draw the slip myself from now on."

"Okay."

Yang Pingsheng glanced at her subconsciously after answering decisively. In the past, Song Panning always wanted to stay in the temple and not go out. Why was she like this today?

"Let's go inside," Song Panning said with a smile, her clothes covered in the cold wind. "I learned a new dish, and I'll cook it for you today."

Yang Pingsheng nodded, and when he looked over there again, Leng Yan had already disappeared.

As the moonlight deepened, only Song Panning and Yang Pingsheng remained in the vast temple hall. Just like before, she served food to Yang Pingsheng, her face bearing the same unchanging smile.

My childhood sweetheart, whom I knew so well, is now someone I can no longer understand. Her smile carries a lot of meaning, and the way she looks at me is no longer as innocent as before.

Yang Pingsheng recalled that a long time ago, someone told him that people always grow up.

Growing up is a painful but necessary experience, just like Xu Anlu in her third life. She also has to grow up and can no longer play around as recklessly as before.

Yang Pingsheng could more or less guess what was going on with Song Panning. He put his chopsticks down horizontally, wiped his mouth with a towel, and said, "Panning."

"What's wrong, Pingsheng?" Song Panning looked at him with a smile, her eyes filled with the same tenderness as his. "Is it not to your liking?"

"The end of the year is approaching."

Years pass quickly, time flows by, and time never changes according to human will. Once winter arrives, it means that the new year is just around the corner.

The New Year is a major festival for the people of the mountain town. Temple fairs are often held, and the goddesses need to personally come forward to pray for blessings. The temple staff will also go among the people of the mountain town to celebrate with them.

He recalled that when they were children, Song Panning would hold Yang Pingsheng's hand and walk among the crowds at the temple fair. He remembered that Song Panning wanted to buy a fox-shaped mask, but because Ling Shuxin also wanted one and there was only one left, she gave the mask to Ling Shuxin.

During the temple fair, the goddess appeared to pray for blessings. As her followers, they should naturally stay by her side. But what about after the temple fair? Song Panning could no longer find an excuse to keep him here. After all, he was still Lin Wanjun's fiancé, and there was no reason for him to be by the goddess's side on New Year's Eve.

Followers also need holidays.

The winter moon shone with silver light, the river was frozen, and the sound of frost and snow falling from the trees could be heard, especially clear in the silent hall. Song Panning was still smiling, but just like Yang Pingsheng, she put down her chopsticks.

"You're going back home, aren't you?"

“Panning, I’ll cooperate with your experiment. I’ll also do as you ask me to guard the main hall.” Yang Pingsheng said, following the lines given to him by the system. “But, it’s almost New Year’s, and I have to go back. Wanjun is still waiting for me.”

These words, if spoken by a female villain from the previous four lives, would more or less have a reaction. Wen Shihan became gloomy, Luo Benmo became irritable, Xu Anlu became pitiful, and Su Murong became fierce.

Every lifetime was the same, without exception, but Song Panning still smiled gently.

“That’s right. After all, you’re her fiancé, and it wouldn’t be right for me to keep you here all the time,” Song Panning said with a smile. “In that case, you should go back after the temple fair. I’ll give you a ten-day leave so you can spend some quality time with Wanjun.”

"..."

The mountain town is cold at night, and with the winter weather, it's freezing.

In the shadows, a few fireflies fluttered about, creating a dreamlike scene on the white snow.

Yang Pingsheng, wearing a cotton-padded coat, stood under the eaves, looking at the snow, and took a bite of fruit.

He wasn't particularly fond of food. Having traversed several lifetimes, it was difficult for any food to truly tempt him, except for the fruits of this world, which he particularly enjoyed.

The mountain city has many specialties, including fruits and the gold leaves mentioned earlier. People like to give them out on the day of the goddess election, hoping to receive the best blessings under the goddess's protection and the protection of heaven. Yang Pingsheng thought about these traditions silently in his heart, and then suddenly remembered that he had never given out gold leaves.

There's no love involved; it's all for the sake of the mission.

A firefly landed on Yang Pingsheng's shoulder, shining brightly as if a star had fallen from the sky and chosen its master. Yang Pingsheng glanced at it slightly, but did not shoo it away. He remained there, waiting for the system's next instructions.

Leng Yan did not reappear, but Yang Pingsheng guessed that she was probably hiding in the shadows, so he did not speak rashly.

After waiting for a long time, until the light around Yang Pingsheng disappeared and even the fireflies flew away, the system still didn't say anything. Yang Pingsheng guessed that the system didn't have any tasks for today, so he planned to go back. However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Leng Yan looking at him from the other side.

"Give."

She was reserved and unsmiling, holding a trench coat in her hand, which she then handed to him.

Yang Pingsheng suddenly felt like striking up a conversation. He reached out and took the trench coat, putting it on as he did so, asking, "Did Panning send you?"

Leng Yan watched him get dressed without expression, then turned and left.

She's an oddball. Yang Pingsheng wondered to himself whether she was emotionally detached or simply didn't like to show her feelings. He figured that her not talking to him wasn't because she was impolite; it was most likely that Song Panning had given her an order not to speak to him.

Most of the goddess's servants were dismissed, so there were no people to be seen in most places. Yang Pingsheng stood there for a while longer, and feeling that there was nothing else to do, he returned to his residence.

Let's rest today.