Me? I was transported into a book? And I became a vicious villain?

I understand what you mean. You want me to continue writing the novel chapters in the Zhihu style and set a suspenseful ending. OK, please see the continuation content:

The appearance of Father Xiao was like a spring of fresh water injected into the raging fire, which greatly boosted the morale of the resistance army that had originally been in despair. However, this fire of hope had just been ignited when it was ruthlessly extinguished by a more powerful force.

A mysterious figure wearing a black robe with gold patterns and a ghost mask slowly descended over the town. He exuded a suffocating aura of terror, as if he came from the god of death in the abyss of Hell, bringing with him a chilling sense of oppression.

"what is that?"

"What a terrifying power!"

"Is there any hope for us?"

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, and everyone's attention was attracted by the terrifying figure. Even Xiao's father, who was fighting with the man in black, stopped what he was doing and looked up with a serious expression.

"Is this the leader of that mysterious organization?" Father Xiao's heart sank, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his mind.

"Hahaha, Master Xiao, how are you?" The ghost-faced man laughed sharply, his voice full of mockery and ridicule, "Why, you think you can fight me with just this mob?"

"Hmph, good cannot prevail over evil. Today I will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven and eradicate this scourge of yours!" Father Xiao roared, pointing the spear in his hand directly at the ghost-faced man, and a powerful momentum burst out from his body.

"You don't know what you can do!" The ghost-faced man snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He gently raised his right hand, and an invisible force instantly imprisoned Xiao's father in place. No matter how he struggled, he could not move at all.

"Dad!" Xiao Yichen's eyes were red with anger when he saw this scene. He wanted to go forward to help, but because of his serious injuries, he fell into coma again.

"Yi Chen!" Chu Mengmeng called Xiao Yichen's name anxiously, but got no response. His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak, as if he would leave this world at any time.

“Go to hell!” The ghost-faced man laughed wildly and raised his right hand again. A terrifying energy wave gathered in his palm, and it was about to raze the entire town to the ground.

At this critical moment, a golden light suddenly flew out from Chu Mengmeng's arms and turned into a golden barrier, blocking the ghost-faced man's attack.

"Huh? What is this?" The ghost-faced man frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He couldn't even see the origin of this golden barrier.

Chu Mengmeng was also stunned. She looked down at her chest and saw an ancient book emitting a faint golden light.

“Could it be…” Chu Mengmeng’s heart moved, and she quickly picked up the book and opened it. She saw a record of a magical skill called “Huitian Jue”, which was said to be able to bring the dead back to life.

"I hope it's not too late..." A glimmer of hope flashed in Chu Mengmeng's eyes. She took a deep breath and began to slowly transfer her true energy into Xiao Yichen's body according to the records in the book...

The appearance of the golden barrier was like pressing the pause button on time. The ghost-faced man's doubtful eyes penetrated the barrier and fell on the book that exuded an ancient atmosphere. In this world, everyone's breathing seemed to stagnate, and their eyes were focused on Chu Mengmeng, or more precisely, on the ancient book in her hand.

"What is this?" The hoarse voice of the ghost-faced man broke the silence, with a hint of fear in his tone that he himself did not even notice.

Chu Mengmeng ignored him, her whole mind was immersed in the ancient book. As she turned the pages, lines of beautiful small characters came into view. They were words from another time and space, but at this moment, Chu Mengmeng miraculously understood them.

"Huitian Jue, the art of bringing the dead back to life..." Chu Mengmeng murmured to herself, with a trembling and unbelievable tone. Could it be that all this was God's will?

In the abyss of despair, the flame of hope was ignited again. Chu Mengmeng tightly grasped the ancient book in her hand, as if she had grasped the last straw.

“We need a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, a thousand-year-old snow lotus, and…” Chu Mengmeng glanced at the list of medicinal herbs and her heart sank. These rare medicinal herbs were treasures that could not be found easily even in this era of abundant spiritual energy.

"What should I do? Should I just give up like this?" Chu Mengmeng's heart fell to the bottom again.

"No, there must be a way!" A trace of determination flashed in Chu Mengmeng's eyes. She remembered the package she brought with her when she traveled through time, which seemed to contain some gifts from her grandfather.

Without thinking too much, Chu Mengmeng quickly opened the package and started searching inside. As time passed, the light of hope gradually dimmed.

"Found it!" Chu Mengmeng's surprised voice broke the silence. She was holding an exquisite wooden box in her hands. The surface of the box was carved with intricate patterns and exuded a faint fragrance.

Opening the wooden box, a crystal clear Ganoderma lucidum and a snow lotus emitting a faint chill were quietly lying inside.

"It's Grandpa! It must be Grandpa's spirit in heaven blessing us!" Chu Mengmeng's eyes were moist. She carefully took out the Ganoderma lucidum and snow lotus, and began to prepare the medicinal materials needed for treatment according to the records in ancient books.

However, just when Chu Mengmeng was about to complete the last step, a powerful pressure suddenly descended, and the ghost-faced man returned with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Want to save people? Wishful thinking!"

A strong sense of oppression descended from the sky, and Chu Mengmeng's heart tightened. Before she could react, the ancient books and rare medicinal materials in her hands were swept away by an invisible force and flew into the air. She looked up in astonishment, only to see the ghost-faced man return and now suspended in the air, surrounded by black air, like an evil ghost from hell.

“Want to save people? You don’t have the chance!” The ghost-faced man laughed sinisterly, and the black scepter in his hand emitted a strange light, sucking all the ancient books and medicinal herbs into it.

"You!" Chu Mengmeng's eyes were red with anger. Seeing her hope of saving her life shattered, despair surged in her heart like a tide. Xiao Yichen lay weakly beside her. His originally pale face was now even more bloodless, and the flame of life seemed to be extinguished at any time.

"Father!" Xiao Yichen uttered the two words with difficulty, his tone full of sadness and despair.

It turns out that the ghost-faced man is Xiao Yichen's father, the once powerful head of the Xiao family. Why did he become like this, and why did he kill his own son? All of this is still a mystery.

"Yichen, don't worry, I will definitely save you!" Chu Mengmeng held Xiao Yichen's hand tightly, with a determined light in her eyes. Even if there was little hope, she would not give up. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she would try her best to fight for it.

"You don't know what you can do!" Father Xiao snorted coldly and swung the scepter in his hand again. A powerful force knocked Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen away at the same time. The two fell heavily to the ground with blood gushing out of their mouths.

"Ahem..." Chu Mengmeng struggled to stand up, but she felt as if all the bones in her body were broken. The severe pain made her unable to move. Xiao Yichen's condition was even worse. He was lying in a pool of blood, breathing weakly, as if he would die at any time.

"Yi Chen!" Chu Mengmeng cried out in despair, tears blurring her eyes. Are they really going to die here? Is it true that nothing can be changed?

At this moment, a mysterious light descended from the sky, illuminating the entire town, and a mysterious figure appeared in front of them...

Chu Mengmeng seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. She tried to open her tear-blurred eyes and try to see the figure in the light. Father Xiao's attention was also attracted by this sudden change. He stopped attacking and stared at the light vigilantly. The black mist around him rolled more violently, as if he had encountered some terrible enemy.

The light gradually dissipated, and a man in a green robe slowly descended from the sky. He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a pair of deep and bright eyes, as if he contained endless wisdom and power. He was emitting a soft white light, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold black aura on Xiao's father.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in my business!" Father Xiao's tone was full of vigilance and fear. It was obvious that he felt a strong pressure from the man in blue.

The man in green ignored Xiao's father. He walked towards Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen step by step. With every step he took, the light on his body became brighter, dispelling the darkness and despair around them.

"You...you are..." Chu Mengmeng looked at the man in blue in front of her, and a familiar feeling came to her heart, as if she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember where.

The man in green smiled slightly, his voice as clear and pleasant as a mountain stream: "Don't panic, I'm here to save you."

"Save us?" Chu Mengmeng was a little bit unbelievable. Could it be that this person in front of her knew them? However, in this world, she no longer had any relatives or friends, let alone someone with such powerful power.

The man in green didn't explain. He squatted down and gently placed his hand on Xiao Yichen's chest. A warm and powerful force instantly flowed into Xiao Yichen's body, and his originally weak breath gradually stabilized, and his pale face also regained a trace of blood color.

"You...what did you do?" Seeing this, Father Xiao's face changed drastically. He tried to step forward to stop him, but was blocked by an invisible force and could not get any closer.

The man in blue still ignored Father Xiao. He withdrew his hand, stood up, and turned his gaze to Chu Mengmeng. His eyes were full of pity and encouragement: "Don't give up hope, everything will be fine."

This sentence was like a ray of sunshine, illuminating the darkness in Chu Mengmeng's heart and rekindling the flame of hope. She nodded vigorously, held Xiao Yichen's hand tightly, and looked forward with a firm gaze.

The man in blue turned around and faced the furious Father Xiao. A meaningful smile appeared on his lips and he said slowly, "Next, it's your turn."