In the pure white nothingness, Linghua appeared from behind Ning Suhe.

Ning Suhe was startled, and turned his head to stare at Linghua defensively from behind to his front: "I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Linghua was not impatient, and his tone was smooth and gentle: "I can pass by you in the vast sea of people, it must be fate that has its own arrangement, just like you can incarnate into an adult, it is fate."

Ning Suhe looked away, his words were full of disdain: "I don't believe in fate the most, if you say that these are fate, then I will change fate, transcend fate, and become the master of fate."

Linghua looked at her with surprise and appreciation, and her eyes flowed like water on the face of the woman opposite: "You have some unique thoughts, I never thought that my true body could grow such a person, it's really wonderful."

Ning Suhe held back the corners of her upturned mouth, clasped her hands on her chest and nodded matter-of-factly: "You don't have to praise me like this, I know that I am very good, so I want to walk in the world and see everything." You don't have to talk too much about this, I won't blend in with you and become one with you."

Linghua shook his head, "I didn't mean to forcibly subdue you. If I want to use force, it will be easy to beat you back to your original form in the Pure Sound Temple, along with Keishu."

Ning Suhe's apricot eyes widened when she heard this, and she lowered her arm and said in surprise, "Do you know Jingshu?"

Linghua nodded, "Yes."

"What?!" Ning Suhe was greatly surprised, "Is that the forgiveness of kneeling and meditating all day long in that little broken house?"

Linghua replied accurately, "Yes."

Ning Suhe clasped her cheeks with both hands and shook her head, "How can you possibly know him? Monk Jingshu never came out of the Jingyin Temple, he didn't even take a step in that small house, and there was a barrier in the pine forest, so no one could enter except those who had a heart, how did you know him?"

Linghua suddenly said, "So you forgot, no wonder you like him." Maybe it's better not to remember, you can be carefree and happy." With that, she paced with her head up, as if remembering some memories.

Ning Suhe couldn't stop blinking, pacing with Linghua a few steps away, and asked curiously, "What do you mean by that? What is your history with Jing Shu?"

Linghua glanced at her, "Since you don't remember, you don't need to know now, knowing too much about some things will only increase your troubles. The less you know, the easier it is to be happy. The more you know, the more complicated your heart becomes, and the more difficult it is to experience the purest joy."

Seeing that Ning Suhe was rolling her eyes and thinking about her words, Linghua smiled faintly: "Do you really like to forgive so much?"

Ning Suhe glanced at Linghua with a weak heart, turned his back and waved his hand: "I don't like him."

"I don't like him, but I go to the pine forest to see him all day, and even if I am sent flying, I will still see him the next day. Is that what you don't like?" Linghua said with a smile, "If you don't like it, then what does it mean to like?"

Ning Suhe's mind was seen clearly, and she couldn't hold her face, she turned back a little angrily: "You came to me to ask about these things? I didn't think to tell you."

Linghua looked at her carefully, seemed to see some doorways, and walked towards her with two steps and stood side by side: "If I say that I have no purpose in looking for you, I am indeed lying to you."

She took a step forward: "But I brought you to this mirror void and spoke nice words to you, do you know why?"

Ning Suhe felt that Linghua's spiritual power was powerful, a hundred times stronger than her, she took two steps back and said vigilantly, "How can I know your thoughts, don't you want to accept me?"

"I want to be friends with you." Linghua laughed lightly, "It's a little strange to say, I actually want to be friends with myself."

"Friends?" Ning Suhe seemed to have been touched by something, and was stunned.

Seeing that Ning Suhe looked stunned and couldn't see through her, Linghua continued: "You don't have to be so defensive about me, you and I are of the same origin, just like two flowers blooming on the same land, although each has its own body, but in the end it grows on the same soil, there is no need to be tense."

Ning Suhe looked at Linghua's expression: "You really think so?"

Linghua is quite there

Nodding with interest, "Naturally." I never thought I'd be able to like someone like Jing Shu before, and I want to see how far you and him can go."

Speaking of this, Ning Suhe's face was gloomy: "How far can I go...... He never took care of me very much, no matter how considerate I was, he always looked like he loved to answer, and he liked it in one direction, which was really a bit tiring."

Linghua looked at her as if she were a frustrated junior: "He is a monk after all, how can a monk be attracted to a woman?"

"Why do you say that?" Ning Suhe sat cross-legged on top of the pure white void depressedly, "What if he's a monk? I never cared what his identity was, a monk is a monk, and a monk is not a man? I don't care about the precepts and rules, these are just things that bind them to me, and he lives by eating, drinking, and sleeping, not by keeping the precepts."

Ning Suhe was still chattering, pouring out all the brains in his heart: "Why can't the monk be moved? I'm so cute, proactive, and caring, why can't he be impressed?"

Linghua heard her say a lot, and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to tell me about you?"

Ning Suhe, who looked like a girl, was playing with the white substance like cotton wool in the void, and was stunned when she heard this: "Yes, I don't want to tell you. But I have no friends in the world, and I only deal with Zhixin's stupid little monk all day long, and he only knows that it is really boring to persuade me rigidly.

I already talk a lot, and if I hold it in my heart for too long, I will suffocate myself. Since you said that you are originally from the same origin as me, then it is better to be considered a relative, and it is not too much to talk about your own troubles to your relatives, right? But I told you, don't let me live up to my trust."

Linghua looked at Ning Suhe, and his thoughts suddenly drifted out of the way. At that time, when she first entered the world, she also had kindness and trust in everything, although she knew in her heart that people's hearts were unpredictable, she still embraced the darkness with the greatest kindness. But what about the facts? All she had left was to run away.

But Ning Suhe still has such innocence, so simple, and his mind is so transparent that he can understand it at a glance. The mirror spirit of this remnant mirror is so agile that it really can't be taken back.

"So you want to hear my advice?" She walked up to Ning Suhe's side and sat sideways on top of the void with her legs together.

The girl looked at Linghua's demeanor with a grin, and picked up the white object under her feet and put it into the space formed by the crook of her legs. As he fished, he said, "What do you suggest? Are you trying to reconcile me with forgiveness?"

Linghua asked rhetorically, "Do you want me to match you?"

"But don't you have a past with him? Don't you mind?" Ning Suhe tried hard to read Linghua's expression, but she only saw a blandness.

She couldn't see through Linghua's thoughts, but began to explain herself: "I just think that since I have come to the world, I must see all the things in the world, taste the taste of the world, and know the meaning of the world. I have seen good things, I have seen bad things, I have eaten food, only this feeling, I have never experienced it.

I want to like someone, and I want to be liked by the person I like. I love forgiveness, and from the moment I saw him, I had a strange and unique feeling in my heart that I couldn't take my eyes off it at all.

Thinking about it day and night, my heart is full of expectations, which is probably what it feels like to like someone. It's not bad, I like to "like".

If you really don't mind the past and want to help me, I might like you too."

Linghua smiled lightly: "Maybe you have a misunderstanding, my past with Jingshu is not the emotional entanglement you imagined, if you really want to try, I can naturally help you."

"Will you help me? You're not going to take me back when you're done, are you?" Ning Suhe said tentatively.

Linghua shook his head clearly, "I'm naturally not a treacherous. Help you, maybe some of my own selfishness.

When I first entered the world, I also thought about going through everything, but my experience is really very different from yours. I'm happy to let you experience something I can't understand. I know what you're thinking."

The round eyes blinked twice dryly, and Ning Suhe made a decision: "It's okay. How do you want to help me?"

"I don't know much about you and forgiveness, but I want to know you about it

I know how to help you." Linghua stretched out his hand, "Would you like to take me to see it?"

"Okay, then I'll show you, you've got to figure out something good."

Ning Suhe closed his eyes, and his body emitted a dark golden light, enveloping the entire void in an instant.

The pure white of the void was replaced by the turquoise that spread over it, and the scene in the mirror slowly turned into a beautiful mountain stream.

The babbling spring flows from a small, slow-flowing waterfall in the distance, and the stone banks on either side are lined with new verdant weeds.

It seems that even the air has become fresher. Linghua felt a vibrant spring and couldn't help but touch the tender grass at hand.

A piece of gravel at his feet somehow rolled up and fell into the clear spring water. Looking down, there seemed to be something flickering in the water, Linghua possessed to fish out the glowing thing, and Ning Suhe's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

"This is who I really am."

Linghua picked up the mirror, which was only a little smaller than the palm of his hand: "You are almost half the size of a connoisseur mirror, no wonder you can cultivate into a human form."

Ning Suhe pointed to the spring in front of him: "I have turned into a human form, and I still have to rely on this blessed place. The spring water here is pure and pure, and I am baptized by it every day, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and having my own body thirty years ago."

"And how did you fall into the spring?" Linghua asked.

"I don't remember." Ning Suhe shook his head, "I just remember that I spent an unknown number of years in the water, and suddenly one day, the spiritual power in my body was full, so I turned into a human form and came to this world."

Linghua pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then you met Jingshu?"

Ning Suhe waved his hand: "Encountering him is a matter of these days. After I had a human body, I walked on the earth, but the more things I saw, the more I didn't know who I was, and I didn't know what I wanted to exist in the world.

I've been like this all these years, and there are some inexplicable people who want to trap me, but I have escaped, and the spells are practiced at that time.

But I still feel that my heart is empty, there is nothing worthy of my true happiness, and there is no one who can be valued and cherished.

It wasn't until I saw him two months ago that everything changed."

The scene of the void changed again, the scenery of the mountain stream slowly faded, and the gate of the Jingyin Temple appeared in front of the two.

Ning Suhe whispered, "I wanted to go into the Jingyin Temple to play that day, but Zhixin stopped me. It was he who stopped me and made me see forgiveness."