Chapter 201 Where are you going?
The fit is a bit low.
Only sixty-five percent.
In fact, if you think of this as a good impression, it’s not low.
But the degree of compatibility directly determines the strength of the heroic spirit projection.
For Hua Yuzhang, his hatred is not as great as that of the other two old men.
Therefore, even if the weaving of destiny is completed, the impact on him will not be too great. Although he is relieved, it is nothing more than that.
The compatibility of sixty-five corresponds to his level of forty, including Bai Yu's current level of twenty.
The average is level 30, and then multiplied by 65 percent.
Hey, I still have to pay half a level back!
The degree of compatibility is too low to fully utilize the existing strength of the heroic spirit. You have to find a way to improve it, and it must be at least 80% to be enough.
He walked out of the room and looked around: "Where are the people?"
"Who?" Su Ruoli held sweet and sour pork ribs in his hand.
"Hua Li."
"Didn't she go back with her father this morning?"
Bai Yu said thoughtfully.
It seems that history has indeed changed to a certain extent, but this change is not too big.
At least it was true that Hua Li ran away from home yesterday.
What happened before changed her mind to a certain extent.
"A person's life is all about healing childhood... That's not wrong at all." Bai Yu sighed in a low voice.
Su Ruoli's cheeks turned red: "Did you meditate on something strange? I told you that when I was a kid, I wasn't really that bad." "You misunderstood." "I, I'm just a little
naughty
, and I can only let you down at most." You put on a skirt, put makeup on your face, tied a whip on you, and even snatched your summer homework and changed it into his own name." Su Ruoli knew all about this, making people wonder if she was really reacting.
"I said you misunderstood... and isn't the last one too much?!"
Qin Xuezhao shouted: "Come and eat quickly. You have been meditating all day. You must be very hungry, right?"
He touched his stomach. ,really.
After a full meal, Bai Yu proposed to go out to eat, and the two girls stood up at the same time to express their solidarity.
But the three monks had no water to drink.
In the end, Bai Yu went out alone.
Just after leaving the community and walking along the river bank, he had already changed his skin.
The editor of destiny makes his grand appearance.
"It's time to go to the Hua's house and have a look... By the way, where does she live?"
'Di~ Navigation has started. The distance is 10.6 kilometers, which will take about...'
...
the Hua's house at this time.
Hua Li also left the party upset.
Four years ago, the news of Hua Yuzhang's death was covered up. The family has not announced the news of his death, and has also created the illusion to the outside world that he is still alive.
At most, he is said to be old and is recuperating quietly at home.
Seeing her grandfather being treated like this by her family, Hua Li was very angry, but there was nothing she could do about it.
The will of a group of people does not change according to her preferences.
Now, they are placing their hopes on themselves without permission, hoping that she will take over Hua Yuzhang's position.
But having seen Hua Yuzhang's final outcome with her own eyes, she was not willing to become the grandfather who had been bound by the family for decades.
What she saw in her grandfather, who was an extraordinary person, in his last moments... was the transcendence and freedom of an extraordinary person.
An interpretation of the meaning of life.
The reason why she ran away from home was precisely because she was really fed up with the current Hua family.
They wrap their family ties in a layer of honey to cover up the interest ties beneath them. They are unwilling to give up their current status, but are unwilling to maintain it on their own, so they can only continue to suck the blood of their loved ones.
However, there is no way for me to break away from this connection and control.
She wanted to run away far away.
So, once again, we came to the familiar, dusty practice room.
Since her grandfather passed away, she is the only one who comes here often and cleans it occasionally, but most of the time the door is closed and no one comes in.
As she approached in the moonlight, the sensor light automatically turned on.
"Why is the door open?"
She muttered something strange, raised her palm and pushed open the door of the practice room.
The next moment, moonlight illuminated the room, and a figure stood five steps ahead.
A gust of wind blew up the corners of his clothes. His figure was upright, with his back to the moonlight, and his shadow was lengthened.
The most eye-catching thing was the knife in his hand. The knife did not have a scabbard, but stood quietly on the ground.
The word "standing" is appropriate because the blade does not penetrate the ground, just like a piece of white paper standing on the ground. Even the air flow does not affect it in the slightest.
The knife stands like a human, like a pair of parallel lines.
"Who is it?"
Hua Li was wary at first. Under the moonlight, she didn't see the other person's face, only a knife and a back.
When a strange person appears in her house, she will naturally feel strange and vigilant. This is already a private intrusion into a private house.
However, she soon accepted this layer of doubt.
Because the young man turned around, the knife also turned around, and what appeared under the moonlight was a face that she could hardly forget.
The face was much more mature than four years ago. A scar ran from the center of the eyebrow to the bridge of the nose and stopped on the left cheekbone. It looked like a left-handed herringbone, vaguely retaining the tenderness of his youth.
Even though there were many changes, Hua Li still recognized who he was at a glance.
"You are... Lin Haiya."
"It's me." Lin Haiya nodded in response: "I remember you... you are Hua Yuzhang's granddaughter."
Hua Li stood outside the door, not having much of a good look towards him. Too lazy to beat around the bush, he asked straight to the point: "What are you doing here again?"
The young man responded calmly, with the same casual and indifferent attitude as he did four years ago.
"Of course I'm here to keep the appointment."
"To keep the appointment?"
"You were here four years ago, and we agreed to fight again in four years." Lin Haiya crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly: "I'm waiting for him to come. Keep the appointment."
Keep the appointment?
But how could a dead person come to the appointment?
Hua Li felt stunned and ridiculous for a moment, but the next moment she understood the reason, and her eyes towards Lin Haiya became more complicated.
He doesn't know anything yet.
I didn’t know that my grandfather had passed away after World War I.
It's just that the Hua family kept this secret, and no one knew that Hua Yuzhang was dead.
Lin Haiya just thought that Hua Yuzhang might be recuperating, so he came here anyway, waiting for the other party to appear, waiting for the person worthy of his sword to come.
"How long have you been waiting?"
"Eleven hours and fifty-five minutes."
Lin Haiya glanced at the moon outside the window. He had been waiting for the afternoon and night.
From the scorching sun at noon until the moon reaches its midday.
No one was ever seen.
He was not in a hurry and still had the patience to wait until the next day, which was only five minutes.
Lin Haiya looked at Hua Li and asked in a probing manner: "He can't come. Do you want you to tell me?"
There was a bit of urgency and anxiety in this question.
He is not a cheerful person.
It's just that for today's battle, he has been polishing it for four years, looking forward to it for four years, and waiting for it for four years.
If it was a failure, he would inevitably be confused.
Hua Li, who originally wanted to tell the truth, had a trace of bitterness on his lips.
She suddenly found that she could not speak.
How should she answer?
How could she answer?
Tell this young man who has been waiting for four years that the person he has been waiting for has died from the beginning?
Tell Lin Haiya, who is now in Haoyue, what the Hua family did to deceive the world for their own selfish gain?
She couldn't say.
But if she didn't tell her, she would trample on her grandfather's dignity and will and turn him into a timid coward.
It's ultimately a dilemma.
Hua Li's silence was also an answer.
In this almost suffocating silence.
Hua Li suppressed the emotion in her voice and slowly said two words.
"...I'm sorry."
Lin Haiya looked at the girl and understood.
No matter what the reason is.
He can't even get what he wants today.
As for getting to the bottom of things, that's not what he would do.
"I understand, what a bother."
So just like four years ago, he put away the hanging knife and walked slowly outside the practice room. He regretted in his heart that this agreement could not be fulfilled and his steps could not be brisk. Every step he took kicked up a lot of dust.
Moonlight shawl, knife in hand.
It was such a nice night, but no one saw me again.
He didn't show a wry smile or sigh, but walked outside silently.
But at the moment when the young man was about to step out of the practice room, a familiar voice that neither of them expected echoed.
"Where are you going again?"
(End of Chapter)