Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5307 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Seven) Smell
The Gray Hand Man saw that when the man said these words, although he had a look of contempt, there was still fear in his eyes. He was still a little worried, so he said to him: "It's just a dream."

That person said, "It was obviously a dream, so I shouldn't be so... so scared, and I shouldn't feel so ashamed... But... But why am I also... so ashamed in my dream?"

The Gray Hand said, "Isn't this a dream? In a dream anything is possible."

The man said, "Just now I told you whether it was like a dream or not. This time I'm talking about... a real dream... a dream I really had. When I think about that dream now, I still feel very... very shameful. I can't seem to get rid of this shame."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Did you fall asleep again after having this dream that day?"

"No." The man said, "I really couldn't sleep. I was even worried that someone... saw in their dreams how scared I was when a blue-armored man pressed against my back... I was worried that the people in Tiecang would see me and say I was shameful. Later... I wasn't completely trapped in fear. I... was always afraid and... and humiliated, or... the shame was more obvious. But... but when I told you just now, I thought about the situation at that time, and... I felt extremely scared again."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Is it related to what you said about the situation your spirit encountered in the other world?"

That person said, "Yes, yes, it has a lot to do with this! When my spirit was in another world, something happened... that is... that is what I told you. Just now you asked me when I could speak again. I told you that I suddenly felt... a strong wind with a smell blowing towards me, and I smelled... the smell of blood again."

The Gray Hand Man felt that he had learned enough information from his previous dreams and there was no need to continue asking him about his previous dreams, so he continued to ask him about what he said about his spirit in another world.

"Just keep telling me this," said the Gray-Handed Man.

"My spirit is in another world..." the man said, "Should I continue talking about this?"

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man. "When I smelled the blood... I remembered the time when I slaughtered the Blue Armor Man. At that time... I suddenly felt scared." said the man, "I shouldn't be afraid of the Blue Armor Man, but... I was afraid of smelling the blood again... again in the darkness and cold... I felt uncomfortable. I couldn't wait to leave that place, but... it had been so long. If no one continued to pay attention to me, I... I couldn't leave. So I spoke."

"What did you say?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I said... it was too dark and too cold, and... no one cared about me, and there was no... light." The man said, "I also asked... who could save me."

The Gray Hand said, "Your attitude is obviously different now than before?"

"Yes." The man said, "At this time... I just want to stay away from the smell of blood."

"Did you mention the smell of blood when you were talking to them?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No...I won't mention it." said the man.

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)