The memory of the villain was exposed and the heroine begged me for forgiveness

After listening to Jiang Zhige's words, there was no murderous intention or hatred in the room.

There was only disappointment in Su Qingqiu's eyes, there was only sadness in Nangongrou's eyes, and Ning Qiushui showed no example.

Even if the memory was changed, she only appeared briefly in Jiang Zhige's life.

What's more, how could a memory that goes deep into one's bones be false?

Taking a step back, Jiang Zhige has the ability to tamper with memory, and he just wants to survive, so why does he make the memory modification so complicated?

Jiang Zhige only needs to change his memory to say that he is not at fault, and he can easily reverse the hatred of Nangong Rou and other girls towards him.

However, the twists and turns in his memory cannot be explained by right or wrong at all. If he changed his memory like this, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?

Lu Tianjiao, Yao Qianji, Liu Chuyao, and many passers-by in Jiang Zhige's life, what is the meaning of their existence?

How can a memory that is as detailed as the way of speaking or behaving be modified without personal experience?

Seeing that the girls didn't believe it, Jiang Zhige raised his finger to the sky and said solemnly: "I swear to God here, if the memory is even half true, I will be struck by five thunders from the sky and die badly."

After he finished speaking, there was no movement in the sky for a long time.

Jiang Zhige thought that swearing to prove it would make the girls believe him, but the atmosphere remained silent after that.

With the cultivation of these women, if they knew that they had been deceived in this way, not to mention Su Qingqiu, Nangong Rou would be furious and kill them.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhige waited for a long time and didn't wait for the girls' killer move.

After a while, Su Qingqiu disappeared from the spot, leaving only a hoarse voice.

"Jiang Zhige, I will take Ziyan back to the spiritual realm to practice again."

"From now on, you and I will never have contact with each other."

Nangong Rou came to her senses after hearing the sound. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Zhige with tears in her eyes.

"elder brother......"

Nangong Rou's lips moved and she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't.

Jiang Zhige's words to this point are no different from telling them to 'go away'. How can Nangong Rou still try to persuade them to stay?

Nangong Rou bit her lips tightly and burst into tears, then turned into a stream of light and left with Su Qingqiu.

"Junior brother, why are you doing this..."

Ning Qiushui sighed sadly and left.

When all three girls left, Jiang Zhige was the only one left nearby.

Unable to die as he wished, he stood alone for a long time, feeling lonely as never before.

............

In the endless chaos, a strange black mist also seemed lonely.

"Boy, it is indeed you..."

Tiansha sighed inwardly, and suddenly regretted letting Jiang Zhige be reborn in this way.

Even if he was dominated by the time traveler's thinking, Jiang Zhige still did not underestimate the affection of Nangong Rou and the other girls.

Now, not only has he made no progress in his realm, but he is also tortured by his emotions to the point of death.

"Well, maybe it's my short-sightedness and I underestimated your way."

"Whether you can stand out from it all depends on yourself."

Tiansha had tried his best, but still could not change Jiang Zhige's path in this life.

At this point, he could only let Jiang Zhige know the truth, and use that obsession and guardianship to try to compete for the position of 'master'.

...........

Some time later, in a certain desolate world.

Su Qingqiu returned to the river on the other side of Nirvana again and found the Sansheng Stone with blood-ink poems engraved on it.

She looked indifferent and raised her palm to completely crush the Three Life Stone.

However, seeing the poems full of true feelings on the Sansheng Stone, Su Qingqiu's hands couldn't help but stop in mid-air.

She was silent for a long time, but still couldn't make a move.

"Heaven-made couples are close friends who share joys and sorrows and never change their minds..."

"Jiang Zhige, you are so cruel."

Su Qingqiu gently stroked the Sansheng Stone with her bare hands, her beautiful eyes filled with mist.

Both she and Nangong Rou knew very well that modifying memories was just nonsense.

Jiang Zhige is the Lord of the Heaven Realm and a being who must be worshiped by the Immortals. How can a mere Heavenly Dao be qualified to accept his oath?

Even if memory can be modified, how can it be changed in three lives and three lives?

Not to mention Jiang Zhige, even the nine beings known as the pillars of the world cannot reverse the cause and effect of the emperor and tamper with Su Qingqiu's three lives.

.............

In Bailu Forest, Jiang Zhige returned to this place again dragging his seriously injured body.

With a blank look on his face, he raised his head and looked at the familiar scenes around him.

There is no sound of Ning Qiushui's piano, no sound of Mo Ziyan's flute.

There was no Nangong Rou's laughter in his ears, and there was no Su Qingqiu's cold face on the other side.

Empty, extremely empty.

It was clear that he would no longer be bound by the shackles of love, but Jiang Zhige was filled with confusion and could not find the way forward.

After a long time, Jiang Zhige shook his head and smiled.

"From now on, there will be true freedom."

"This is how it should be when you relive your life..."

He took out the fairy wine and poured it into his mouth, turned around and was about to leave Bailu Forest.

At this moment, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded in the forest.

The sound of nature is as good as ever, like a long stream of water, echoing in every corner of Bailu Forest.

Jiang Zhige suddenly stopped where he was, and turned his head to look at the person coming.

The sound of the piano was endless, and every note struck Jiang Zhige's heart.

As before, Ning Qiushui's piano music always sounded just right.

Not long after, the song was finished.

Ning Qiushui took back the Yaoqin and appeared in front of Jiang Zhige.

"Fellow Taoist, we are going to a dangerous place. Are you willing to go with this little girl?"

Ning Qiu's eyes were filled with smiles, and she stretched out her hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Jiang Zhige's eyes.

Jiang Zhige gradually came back to his senses. All kinds of emotions surged in his heart. He shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Qiushui, I said that memories can be changed, and yours is no exception."

Ning Qiushui smiled and said disapprovingly: "It means that the hearts of mandarin ducks ask for love, and the beauty is gone and innocence is revealed."

"Junior brother, since this poem can be recited by me, how can it be false?"

Jiang Zhige was stunned and had no way to refute.

Although the entire poem "Yuanyang San" was not written by Jiang Zhige, but by a poet from Earth, the poems do exist and are applicable to Ning Qiushui's state of mind.

Even though the meeting in Tingyuge was revised, if it weren't for Jiang Zhige, Ning Qiushui would not have known Yuanyangsan's poem. This is an unchangeable fact.

"What's more, for me, those memories are not important."

Back then, Ning Qiushui and Jiang Zhige had ended before they even started. It made no difference whether the memories were modified or not.

Jiang Zhige lowered his head and sighed. Without those memories, he and Ning Qiushui would never know each other.

Ning Qiushui looked helpless when he saw this, and said quietly: "Junior brother, if the memory is modified, we never met back then."

"So at this moment, you and I are not meeting each other?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhige's heart trembled slightly and he raised his head to look at Ning Qiushui.

"The little girl's surname is Ning and her first name is Qiu Shui. Do you dare to ask your friend Gao's surname?"

Ning Qiushui didn't understand why Jiang Zhige did this, but if Jiang Zhige insisted on living a new life, then she would get to know him again.

Jiang Zhige's eyes were slightly red, and he was filled with emotions.

At this moment, there was no Emperor Xuan Cang and Qin Xian Ning Qiushui, just two monks who met by chance in the forest.

"My name... Jiang Zhige."