Why it never ends

Chapter 1061 Green Fruit

Bo Heng was silent for a while. During the narration, he was once again moved by the story he described.

He seemed to see again the old woman who had briefly awakened from a long period of confusion. Even though she had spent her entire life serving a God chosen by reason, when she faced true death, she still embraced the old customs.

"And then?" Hesta waited for a while, and seeing that Boheng seemed distracted, he took the initiative to ask, "What happened to the nun?"

"I don't know," Boheng replied. "I never saw her again after that day. Her church said she left, but no one knew where she went."

Hesta thought for a while and said, "…Is it because of your question?"

"Maybe, I don't know... No one can say she is not pious," Bo Heng said softly, "But when people are truly vulnerable, they will always run towards the things they are most familiar with - familiar people, familiar places, familiar rules... Teacher Aji saw this clearly a long time ago, so he knew that some things should not be moved. We just leave it there, don't look at it, don't discuss it, and it will protect everyone's happiness."

……

“You’ve been talking for so long, and this is all you’re talking about?” Zoe stood up from her chair. “The nun is gone, so what?”

"He was explaining why the Youth Front of the Devout retained the custom of 'Spring Hunting'," Hesta replied. "Maybe there are still many contradictory old customs here, but they don't care, and they don't intend to care - because these old customs can at least provide a whole set of spiritual comfort."

"Interesting," Victoria raised her eyebrows. She pressed her hands to her temples and closed her eyes. "But the Liberal Party of District 12 will regard this place as heresy and want to eliminate it as soon as possible. The other forces must be the same... No matter what he and his teacher think, in the eyes of the locals, they are all aliens."

Hesta's throat moved slightly. She wanted to say something, but considering that Zoe was there too, she swallowed her words for the time being.

"While you were chatting, I went to ask you about what happened just now," Zoe said, "That girl didn't just want to compete with you in archery. She asked you at the time that if you lose, you will never have any ideas about her teacher Bo Heng again."

"...I have to come here more often in the future," Hesta scratched his head, "I mentioned to Boheng in a tactful way this afternoon that I would like to come over from time to time to help him supervise the training of the mercury needles here...but he didn't respond to my request."

"That's a good idea," Victoria said. "If it's not possible, he will definitely reject it directly. I guess he will have to discuss it with someone else. Didn't he say that his teacher will be back in the afternoon? Where is he?"

"He said he would introduce me to you at dinner..."

Hesta walked to the wall and picked up the bow that the girl had handed her. She weighed it with her left and right hands for a while and said, "This bow weighs at least thirty kilograms."

“I just tried it,” Zoe said. “With that girl’s arm strength alone, she definitely can’t pull such a hard bow… Did you see her arm?”

Hesta and Victoria both frowned at the same time - of course they saw it, but the other person still drew the bow and arrow steadily without his hand shaking at all.

"She must have entered bullet time," Zoe continued, "but she doesn't have enough muscles to support herself. It would be too damaging to her joints if she did it this hard. I remember when I was at the base, the instructors strictly prohibited the newly arrived reservists from messing around during bullet time, also to prevent injuries. Why don't they care about that here?"

Victoria put her hands on the back of the chair and was silent for a while: "...If we don't see their reserve troops this time, I think we can leave now."

Hesta grabbed the bow and took a few more arrows and held them in his hand: "We'll talk about it after dinner."

"Where are you going?" "Walking around."

Hesta left the room alone and took a walk around the path near the settlement again. She walked towards a higher place and looked down from time to time. A secret joy rose in her heart. From the moment she heard the girl's name was Gahoduolei, this inexplicable joy became difficult to suppress.

She realized belatedly that this was the starting point of the entire myth: Dehe and Jinzhi, Alecto and her eleven sisters... When she first heard these stories, she never thought that one day she would set foot on this land. If someone had told her solemnly at that time: You will be an inspector in District 12 when you are 22 years old, she would probably just shrug and say nonchalantly: Impossible, I am not interested in those things.

In the deep forest, Hesta drew his heavy bow and aimed the arrow at a hanging green fruit in the distance. However, the moment he released the bowstring, the arrow shot towards the tree trunk on the other side and missed the target by nearly one meter.

"No wonder you don't want to compete with me, it turns out it's because you can't compare."

A familiar voice came from behind. Hesta turned around and saw Jiaduolei leaning against the branch of a tree.

Hesta retracted his gaze, took out the second arrow and aimed at the green fruit in the distance, but this time it missed even further.

There was laughter coming from the tree, and Gahoduolei casually moved the leaves and walked to the side closer to Hesta on the bare part of the trunk - her posture was so casual that it seemed like she was walking on flat ground.

Hesta took out the third arrow. This time she pretended to aim for a long time, adjusting her steps slightly. Her posture was clumsy but funny, and the laughter in the trees never stopped.

Just when Jiahoduolei thought that Hesta was going to miss again, she suddenly put down her bow, grabbed the arrow tail with her right hand, and threw the arrow out like a dart - the green fruits in the distance fell to the ground.

Jiahoduolei was stunned and her laughter stopped.

Hesta walked to her tree and looked up. "Your bow is a good one, but unfortunately I am not familiar with how to use it. I need to practice more."

Gahodole did not say anything, but just stood on the high place, looking silently at Hesta on the ground.

A gust of wind blew from the sky, swaying the golden sunlight on the ground. After a moment of stalemate, the girl swung down from the height by grabbing the vines: "Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Yes," Hesta replied.

"Then answer me first, what is your relationship with Teacher Bo Heng?"

"friend."

"You're lying." Jiahoduolei frowned, "You are childhood sweethearts. You grew up together and have known each other since childhood."

"We were both adopted by the nuns of the monastery," Hesta said, "and he did take good care of me - just like he did to you."