Maybe I shouldn't die.

How could this mushroom know her name? Han Qingshu felt absurd.

After arriving at the battlefield world,

She has never revealed her identity.

The only one who knows her identity is Uncle Lan.

Did the uncle say that?

Then she thought it was impossible.

Putting aside whether the uncle had come to Baihu City or not, the mere thought that the uncle would tell a little mushroom her identity was ridiculous.

So how does it know its identity?

At that moment,

A conspiracy theory arose in Han Qingshu's mind.

Is there something plotting against her in the dark?

Thinking of this,

She immediately became alert.

There was a fierce look in his eyes.

I’m afraid this little mushroom cannot be sent back.

But before that,

She still had to figure out how it knew her identity and how much it knew.

This little mushroom doesn't seem to have a very high IQ.

It shouldn't be difficult to make up a story.

Thinking like this,

A gentle smile appeared on Han Qingshu's face again, and his tone became gentler.

"How do you know my name?"

Although her tone had become gentle again, Little Mushroom still had a feeling that something was wrong.

But with its limited intelligence, it couldn't figure out what was wrong.

If you don't understand, it won't bother you.

Since mother asked, I have to answer it.

But there was still a hint of timidity in his tone when he spoke.

"Mother...said...said..."

"See... I don't know... Junjun..."

"Speak... Fang Yue..."

Its words were still intermittent, but its logic was clear. Han Qingshu was already able to analyze the message it wanted to express from these words.

"You mean, your mother knows me and once told you that my name is Fang Yue, and asked you to just say my name when you see me and I don't know you."

This was a bit confusing. After listening to it, Little Mushroom took some time to understand it before answering:

"Mother... is... mother..."

"Others... yes..."

As long as the general idea was correct, it was fine. As for the fact that Little Mushroom insisted on recognizing her as her mother, Han Qingshu ignored it for the time being.

She had refuted it before, but now it still insisted on calling her mother?

This little mushroom is particularly stubborn on this point.

No matter how much she refuted, the other party would not listen.

She was still able to distinguish the priorities of things. It would only be a waste of time to dwell on this point any longer. She should figure out other things first.

So she continued to ask:

"What else do you know?"

Seeing that his mother no longer refuted his name, the little mushroom was happy again. He couldn't help but jump a few times again before continuing to answer:

"Mother...purify...cultivate bacteria..."

"Yinxue...Auntie..."

Purification? Creation of all things? Its mother is also a medical practitioner who practices the creation of all things?

If so,

It’s not surprising that this little mushroom with a low IQ would mistake someone for someone else.

But how did the other party know Yin Xue?

Suddenly, she seemed to see something incredible.

I saw the spores around the little mushroom surging, and a human figure appeared in front of it.

Isn't that figure exactly me?

However, that figure's facial features and temperament were more mature than my current self.

Knowing her and Yin Xue's names,

It can be barely explained by the little mushroom peeking into her memory.

She is not the only one who knows purification skills.

But the existence of this image made it impossible for her to tell herself firmly that the little mushroom had recognized the wrong person.

She could still recognize whether the illusory figure was herself or not.

Especially the token hanging around the waist of the figure.

That is a special token that can only be used by Yuxu Sect's Divine Transformation cultivators.

An absurd idea suddenly occurred to her mind.

And the next words of Little Mushroom were,

It also made her thoughts more firm.

It continued to speak in that timid tone:

"Mother...you are young..."

What this means is that she is younger now.

A more mature self, with the token of a Divine Transformation Monk, and Little Mushroom said that he is younger now.

All the clues converge into one possibility.

A possibility that made Han Qingshu completely unable to suppress his inner joy.

The smile on her face became genuine.

"How old are you?"

Although the little mushroom's IQ was not very high, it still noticed the change in Han Qingshu's attitude, and its heart was truly happy at this moment.

"Junjun...50 years old..."

For a plant demon, fifty years is a very short time, and it is even more unusual for it to develop intelligence in fifty years.

She continued to ask:

"Do you know how you got here?"

In response to this question, Little Mushroom thought carefully for a moment before answering:

"Medicine Garden... Sleep..."

"Wake up...White Tiger City..."

"They... arrested me... and locked me up..."

"Junjun...looking for...mother..."

He slept in the garden and when he woke up he found himself in White Tiger City, where he was captured and locked up by the demon cultivators.

Han Qingshu seemed to be thinking about something.

Then activate the Eye of Destiny again.

The golden line of destiny that appeared in the field of vision was still somewhat illusory.

She previously thought that such illusions were caused by the little mushroom's talent. After all, creating illusions was the little mushroom's instinct.

But now it seems that is not the case.

This illusion is most likely because the fate of the little mushroom is not at this point in time.

And gold,

The exclusive color of Destiny Child's destiny.

You must be carrying a certain mission bestowed by the consciousness of heaven.

If this is really the case,

It is no accident that the little mushroom Junjun came from the future to this point in time.

Thinking of this,

Han Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany.

High-level monsters in the battlefield world should be very rare.

In the several months since they came to Baihu City from Xuanwu City, she and Yinxue have never encountered any high-level monsters again.

Not even a single mid-level monster was seen.

Monsters of higher levels can naturally control monsters of lower levels.

In this case, why would a high-level monster choose to run to the vicinity of Xuanwu City alone?

And she happened to meet me.

Even when he was injured, he chose not to leave.

It was as if this monster was sent to her specially, waiting for her to kill it.

Especially the crystal of rules in its body, which was exactly the crystal of vitality rules that she needed most.

How rare it is to have rule crystals with the same attributes!

Even Uncle Lan, a Nascent Soul cultivator, is still looking for a suitable vitality crystal for himself.

Thinking of this, she looked up subconsciously.

All that comes into view is the roof of the mushroom hut.

But she seemed to see the long river of destiny in the distant sky through the roof.

All gifts given by fate come at a price.

So, what is the price of the crystal of vitality that was deliberately given to her?

Could the appearance of the little mushroom also be a sign of fate?

The moment when I finally understood everything.

She seemed to be able to see the golden line of destiny above Junjun's head extending towards the long river of destiny in the sky while also interweaving with other lines of destiny.

At the nearest intersection,

The line of destiny that is intertwined with it also radiates a golden glow.

It was even thicker and the golden light it emitted was brighter.