The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

Too many things were swirling in her mind, and Yu Xianxian felt a headache coming on. Suddenly, everything went black before her eyes, and when she opened them again, the scene before her seemed to have changed.

The scene, which was originally so desolate and barren that only a table remained, has now become filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. The exquisite pavilion and the courtyard full of flowers remain unchanged. The person sitting opposite him is still Si Ming.

"Hmm, wait a minute, where did Si Tu go..."

Yu Xianxian suddenly froze. Strange, why did she seem unable to speak?

Yu Xianxian reached out to touch her neck, but her left hand turned towards the cup in front of her instead.

Can't control it?

No, wait, when did her hands get so big? Ha, these aren't her hands at all.

Before Yu Xianxian could react, "she" spoke.

"Siming, are you hiding something from me lately?"

This sound...

It's safe to say that very few people in the world have heard of him, but Yu Xianxian knows him all too well—isn't that Si Tu guy?

But what's going on here? It's one thing for the location to change, after all, that old guy Si Tu should have been going through menopause long ago, with his emotions constantly fluctuating. Maybe it's not a bad thing for him to suddenly decide to give his spiritual space a new look.

but……

"You're overthinking it."

As Si Ming spoke, he took a sip of tea, then put down his teacup, turned and left. Only after Si Ming's figure disappeared from sight did the person who had been sitting let out a soft laugh.

"Ha, after knowing each other for so long, does this guy really think he can hide anything from me?"

"It seems this time it wasn't time travel; I probably entered that guy's memories."

What is unfolding before our eyes is clearly the past events of Si Tu and Si Ming, and if Yu Xianxian is not mistaken, this place should be the Heavenly Realm that was destroyed in the book.

After failing to move her body again, Yu Xianxian could only quietly remain a bystander.

It seems that for some unknown reason, she is now trapped in Si Tu's memories. No, perhaps "trapped" is a more accurate word. After all, she can neither leave freely nor understand how she got here.

Could it be that flower of destiny again?

However, this might be a good opportunity to clarify some things. The only thing that worries Yu Xianxian is that if she's trapped for too long or can't get back at all, then things will be in serious trouble.

But the scene before her gave Yu Xianxian no chance to think; the surrounding scenery changed instantly.

The once tranquil courtyard instantly transformed into a noisy battlefield, filled with countless painful screams and roars. And what appeared before Yu Xianxian was a golden dragon, its flesh mangled and bloody.

"Why have you gone so far as to exterminate my dragon race?"

"It is not I who want to kill you, but the Heavenly Realm. Since you have challenged the authority of the Heavenly Realm, shouldn't you expect to pay the price?"

"Nonsense, fallacies, you all consider yourselves gods..."

The next moment, Jinlong's words were interrupted, and he was met only with cold words and a butcher's knife.

"I am merely a celestial blade, uninterested in your so-called power struggles. Besides, ha, you consider yourselves gods, and since no one dares to deny it, then we are gods, understand?"

After saying that, he swung the Dragon-Slaying Sword down, and the golden dragon was immediately decapitated.

"They act all high and mighty, but in the end, it's just that they want to stand at the top. It's ridiculous that they have such ambitions but don't even know their own limitations."

With that, Si Tu pointed his sword at the remaining dragons and sneered, "Those who want to live, get out of here and never appear before me or the Heavenly Realm again."

Then, the scene shifts again, and the blood in his hand is gone, replaced by a wine cup.

It was the same courtyard, the same background, but this time, drinking alone felt even more desolate. Moreover, in the distance, one could faintly hear the sounds of singing and dancing.

"The guy who should have been there most at today's celebration banquet didn't show up. I heard that Si Tian was furious."

"Heh, since you've only heard about it, you didn't even go, did you? You still have the nerve to care about me? You should be thinking about whether that guy will make things difficult for you later."

"You make it sound like you won't be in trouble yourself."

Si Ming sat down opposite him, picked up a wine glass that seemed to have been prepared in advance, but only gently swirled the glass without drinking.

"Ha, I wish he had the guts."

"Your single-handed victory over the Dragon Clan this time has demonstrated a strength that should make those people wary."

"They should have been wary long ago, shouldn't they?"

As he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on Si Tu's face.

"They always make me a sharp knife in their hands, yet they're afraid the blade is too sharp and will cut themselves. Tsk, if I were truly interested in that guy Si Tian's position, he should have been reincarnated in the mortal realm long ago. Why do they keep testing my patience?"

At that moment, a voice that made Yu Xianxian tremble came from behind her.

"Even those who obey you cannot be entirely trusted, and those who disobey you should be even more guarded against. If your Dragon-Slaying Sword is also unruly, wouldn't you be afraid that it will hurt you?"

"Ha, if you have enough strength, what is there to fear? In the end, it's just that you're not strong enough, that's why you're afraid of others taking it from you, isn't it?"

"The God of War in the Heavenly Realm is invincible, but could you please stop thinking about secretly taking my brother, a civil official, to the battlefield?"

Hearing this, Siming coughed lightly, his tone somewhat helpless, and said, "Meng'er, I went to discuss the matter of surrender with them."

As they were talking, a woman in green sat down next to them. Her face was exactly the same as the person Yu Xianxian was worried about day and night.

"Sister?"

Yu Xianxian called out softly, but unfortunately, this was within Si Tu's memory, and no one could hear her.

Upon hearing Si Ming's words, Si Meng, who had already sat down, slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

"Heh, brother, you only need to manage the fate of humankind. Negotiations and other such trivial matters are not your business at all. That shameless Si Tian makes you go every time, isn't it because some guy made him look ugly in public and used you as a punching bag?"

"What you're saying doesn't sound much better than what I'm saying, does it?"

Upon hearing Si Tu's words, Si Meng retorted without hesitation, "At least I don't think he's going to rebel."

"Hmph, that's because you don't have the power. With me protecting you, who can let Siming get hurt?"

Si Tu gently swirled the wine in his cup, the wine reflecting his unfathomable eyes.

"Besides, I already told Si Tian that I have no interest in the Heavenly Realm, and I warned him not to try anything funny. But you..."

As Si Tu spoke, she looked at Si Ming with scrutinizing eyes and continued, "You weren't so easily bullied by that guy before. Why have you looked so foolish lately?"

"Yeah, bro, do you work so hard all day that you've lost your mind...?"

"Ahem, Meng'er, it's getting dark, you should go and make your preparations."

"Alright, I'm going to get back to work. Bro, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. But take care of yourself, don't fall from the sky one day."

Watching Si Meng's departing figure, Si Ming felt ashamed: ...These words really sound like those of his "good sister".

As soon as he turned his head, he was met with Si Tu's amused gaze.

"You don't want to tell me either?"

"What, are you going to force me to say it?"

"How could that be? I won't force you to tell me, Si Ming."