Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4543 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Forty Three) Throw

"He said your mother was singing?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes," the man said, "He...he said my mother was singing."

The Gray Hand Man said, "But didn't you hear the singing?"

"Yes, I... did hear it, but that voice... didn't... didn't sound like my mother's voice at all. It really sounded like the voice of an... an aunt I met before." the man replied.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "So what do you think you said to the man who claimed to be your father in the darkness?"

"Yes." The man said, "I told him that I couldn't see the person singing, but I could hear the singing."

"What's the other party's reaction?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes...the other party said I deserved it and that I was...a liar." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man said "Oh?"

"The other party said that I deserved not to be able to see, but...but he himself could see my mother singing." said the man.

"What about lying?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He said... I couldn't possibly hear my mother's... singing." The man said, "Because my mother can't make any sound at all."

"What about you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I told that person that although I couldn't see people...but...I could hum the tune that person was singing." The person said, "Then I hummed a part for him."

"What happened next?" the Gray Hand Man asked again.

"The man who claimed to be my father said... that the sound I made was like the scream of someone being killed." The man said, "That's very scary."

"What was your reaction when you heard it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I told him...it's impossible." The man said, "I said he was lying."

"What about him?" asked the Gray Hand Man. "He said... the one who was lying... was me." The man said, "He also said that I deserved it... He said that the reason I couldn't see anything was... because I didn't recognize him as my father. At this time, his voice... changed."

“What did the sound become?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Really...it really has become my father's voice..." the man said, "It no longer sounds like that old grandfather's voice."

"Who is that old man you are talking about?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I'm not familiar with it." said the man.

"Then how do you remember his voice so clearly?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Because... because that... the old man's voice is very special... after I heard him speak, I... I never forgot his voice." said the man.

"What did you hear that old man say before?" asked the man with gray hands.

"He said the bodies were so... so dirty, he had to take them in," the man said.

"Do you know what the old man you are talking about does?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Anyway, I have collected corpses before." the man replied.

"Do you know why he said the body was dirty?" Gray Hand asked, "Did he say anything else at the time?"

"He said so." The man said, "He said that if someone hadn't forced him, he would... not collect the bodies of those blue-armored men."

"How is he going to collect the bodies of the men in blue armor?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I heard... I heard... he just... just threw it... into the river." the man replied.

"Do you know anything else about the old man you mentioned?" asked the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)