An hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the cemetery. Li Mengya got out of the car slowly and walked into the cemetery.
After walking on a familiar road, Li Mengya came to Hong Li's mausoleum at the corner of the cemetery.
"Uncle Hong, let me come..."
Li Mengya's face froze mid-sentence, and she discovered that there was an extra necklace in front of the mausoleum, flying in the wind.
"This is… "
Li Mengya held up the necklace tremblingly. She knew that this necklace was a personal belonging to the person she was waiting for. There was even a little warmth on the necklace.
"Ye Hui's necklace."
…
At the same time, Kunchi Street, there are two schools in Angan City standing on this street, one is Ye Hui's junior high school, and the other is his high school.
Looking at the students passing by him, Ye Hui recalled that he was once a member of this "big army".
Three years have not brought much change to this street. After all, this street has gone through countless three years.
Walking through this street full of human fireworks, turned into an alley, and stopped in front of an ordinary house.
'Uncle Hong, I'm back. '
Ye Hui stroked the door leaf with one hand, and the clear voice of his childhood came to his mind. For a time, past memories flowed into his mind like a tide.
Click.
Ye Hui pushed the door gently, and the first thing he saw was a small courtyard. There were several locust trees planted in the courtyard. In the center of the courtyard stood a life-size doll covered with scars. It was his first target to chop.
After walking through the small courtyard shaded by trees, Ye Hui used the key to open the inner door.
A familiar smell came to his face. He hadn't felt this smell of home in three years.
Ye Hui sat on the sofa in the living room, looking around at the extremely familiar and affectionate home.
But soon, Ye Hui's mood changed from joy to solemnity, because he found that there was no sign of dust in the home, and it didn't look like the owner had been away for three years.
Immediately, a guess appeared in Ye Hui's mind, that is, Li Mengya was still there.
If this is the case, thinking about the things she left in front of Uncle Hong's tomb, and then today is also the anniversary of Uncle Hong's death, if Li Mengya goes to pay homage...
"Weier, be careful around you. If anyone comes back, notify me immediately."
The basement was also an entertainment place that Ye Hui often visited. Generally, when Uncle Hong couldn't find Ye Hui, he would most likely find him here.
Relying on his childhood memories, Ye Hui opened the basement passage with ease, and his perception spread. Soon, stacks of neatly arranged publications came into his perception.
These were Uncle Hong's favorite reading materials during his lifetime. Even in the era of electronic publications, Uncle Hong still liked to buy physical books.
Ye Hui used perception to classify these various books. The first ones he excluded were some books on psychology and criminology, followed by some papers and publications.
After a long time, Ye Hui looked at the series of publications in front of him and frowned slightly. He didn't find anything of value.
"Could it be that it's in a more hidden location?"
Ye Hui looked at the floor under his feet, thinking aloud, releasing his senses and focusing on exploring the ground.
The sensation broke through the layers of soil, and suddenly, a tingling sensation hit Ye Hui's perception.
This sudden severe pain made Ye Hui, who was concentrating on controlling his perception, almost fall to the ground.
"It actually triggers a tingling sensation. What's down there?"
A drop of cold sweat slid down Ye Hui's cheek, knowing that what was underneath would definitely unlock Uncle Hong's secret.
Ye Hui released his senses again, but this time he did not reach down, but looked for the mechanism.
Soon, a hollow floor tile was sensed and captured. He leaned over and pressed the floor tile. The Conqueror brand, which was originally hidden on the forearm, actually glowed with a pale golden light.
As if it was the resonance of the brand, a wall began to tremble slightly, and then slowly rose up, revealing the true appearance behind the wall, which was a spiral staircase.
Ye Hui stepped on the steps and walked down. In the more than ten years he had lived here, he had never thought that there was a different world in the basement.
After a moment, what came into view was a secret room, which was about a hundred meters in size. A sheathed long knife was placed in the middle. It was the source of the stinging pain.
Having learned from the past, Ye Hui did not release his perception rashly, but raised his hand to hold the long knife and started the identification.
…
Name: God Killer
Origin:? ?
quality:? ?
Category: long knife
Attack power:? ?
Durability:? ?
Equipment prerequisite: soul binding
Equipment effect 1, God-killing:? ?
Equipment effect 2,? ?
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…
"Uncle Hong, is this the secret you have hidden so far?"
After scanning the God-Slaying data, Ye Hui was greatly shocked. The fact that this sharp blade appeared here was undoubtedly owned by Uncle Hong.
Ye Hui held the handle of the knife with one hand and tried to pull it out, but the long knife and the scabbard seemed to be welded together, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move it at all.
Putting the [God-killing] sword into the storage space, Ye Hui looked around, trying to further explore Uncle Hong's secrets.
Soon, Ye Hui found another dusty diary. When he opened the diary, he found that he could only understand part of it.
The content turned out to be related to Ye Hui.
…
I adopted a strange child. His abilities fluctuated very strangely without any brand fluctuations. This shows that this child is not a descendant of the contractor.
The child’s name is: Ye Hui. I firmly believe that parents who can give their children meaningful names will never abandon him intentionally.
At the age of 11, Xiaohui is very smart and his learning speed is astonishing. I taught him two sword skills at will and he mastered them thoroughly within a few weeks. What a terrifying talent.
When he was 12 years old, I sent him back to school. The first day went smoothly. There was no sign of that dark ability showing up. It was a good thing that this ability was silent.
Perhaps, this ability will only appear when Xiaohui is lonely. It seems that I have to work harder to silence this ability. As long as I don't die accidentally, there is no chance of being targeted by the paradise.
At the age of 14, Xiaohui finally let down all his guard and confessed everything to me. I could understand his inner fear. He cried loudly to me, why was such a good child abandoned, and where did he come from? Come on, but that doesn't matter anymore.
…
Looking at the content about himself in the diary, this is the only content that Ye Hui can understand. The records about Ye Hui until he was 24 years old contain all the big and small turning points.
However, Ye Hui's part only accounts for 3% of the diary, and it is still on the last page. He has no way of knowing what is recorded in the rest of the diary.
However, it can be seen from [Slaying the God] and this diary that Uncle Hong is by no means a normal person. He is very likely to be a person of a special status like Ye Hui.
From this, we can further judge that Uncle Hong could never have been murdered by Lu Rui, but if we want to get closer to the truth, Uncle Hong's diary is undoubtedly the best choice.
…
name:? ? ? ·journal
Origin:? ?
Category: Records
Use prerequisite: designated character (the conqueror has met the prerequisite)
Usage effect: The recorded content can be locked, and no one except the designated person will be able to explore the content.
Unlock prerequisite:? ?
Introduction: A diary that will never leak secrets and belongs exclusively to the strong people in Paradise.
…
Boom, boom, boom,
At the same time, Weier's stomping sound came from above. This was the code she had agreed with Ye Hui, which meant that someone was coming back.
When Ye Hui heard this, he couldn't help but secretly thought that something was wrong. The original judgment that Li Mengya was still there was just a guess, but from the current point of view, this guess is a fact.
Outside the door, Li Mengya stopped in the small courtyard, perhaps with some expectation. After sending Fang Xiaoling away, she came here by accident.
During the three years when Ye Hui was away, she had been cleaning this house, hoping that one day she could wait here until Ye Hui came back.
Just when she picked up the key and was about to open the door, she noticed something was wrong, that is, there were traces of tampering on the door handle.
Inside the door, Ye Hui frowned. He learned through the sensing circle that Li Mengya was outside the door, which made him feel a little more anxious.
Now Ye Hui must leave everything behind. This is the price he pays for pursuing strength and revenge.
Just when Ye Hui was about to turn around and leave through the roof, the sound outside the door made him freeze.
"Ye Hui, I know you are inside, even if I can't meet you, even if I just say a word..."
Hearing this, Ye Hui's expression froze, and he held his breath subconsciously. His legs were as if they were filled with lead and could not move even a little bit.
Wei Er, who was standing aside, had never seen Ye Hui lose his composure before, and his expression gradually became serious as he looked out the door.
Outside the door, Li Mengya's voice was slightly hoarse, and her clear eyes were already full of crystals, as if they would burst out of her eyes in a second.
At this moment, the person she had been waiting for was on the other side of the door, but she did not dare to open the door. Her intuition told her that Ye Hui would disappear again the moment she opened the door, and thus she would say goodbye forever.
"forget me."
Ye Hui made a hoarse voice. He wanted to leave without saying a word, just like he did 3 years ago, but after experiencing countless life-and-death moments, he knew how to cherish the regrets of the moment.
If possible, he wanted Li Mengya to forget him, just like he had never appeared in her world.
"Forgot? Do you only show your innocent side when you face me?"
Li Mengya smiled bitterly and said, if forgetting is really that easy, then there will be no regrets in the world.
"Ye Hui, I know that you have been involved in a more troublesome whirlpool, but in your eyes, am I so fragile and unbearable? Or have you never believed in me? Never regarded me as a family member?"
Li Mengya sat weakly in front of the door, looking up to the sky, trying to stop the tears in her eyes.
Like Ye Hui, she was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. She longed for love and family. It was precisely because of the same experience that they warmed each other and allowed Ye Hui, the iron tree, to finally bloom. .
Behind the door, Ye Hui lowered his head. A piece of broken hair blocked his expression. His whole body was shaking. His left hand pulled hard on the sleeve of his right hand. He wanted to open the door, but his reason told him that this was destined to be a tragedy.
He couldn't give Li Mengya a future, and he might even die in the next world. Li Mengya needed to be ordinary, but being ordinary was such a luxury for him.
After a long time, the sounds outside the door gradually stopped, and Ye Hui discovered that Li Mengya had fallen asleep, perhaps due to fatigue.
(End of chapter)