Pain can not be said, the surface looks very holy, but in the heart, it is "dirty" to the point that she can not even look directly at herself.

These days, she has been enduring it. She thought that when she got busy, she would stop thinking about it. But she found that it was no use at all. Even when she was fighting with the macaques, she would feel the waves in her heart from time to time.

What's wrong with myself? She could not understand and forgive herself. She felt that she suddenly became a bad woman.

"Er, this is..." In fantasy, Kuan Yin's eyes suddenly fixed again....