Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5341 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-One) The Dead

"Where's he?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He asked me a question, and I... I didn't hear it clearly." The man said, "He asked it again, and then I realized that he seemed to be asking... how I died."

The Gray Hand asked again, "What did you say?"

"Because I wasn't sure if that was what he was asking, I... I asked him the other way around: 'Are you asking me how I died?'" the man said, "When he said that, I felt a little angry. I think if he... if he really said that, then... then he's definitely talking nonsense."

The Gray Hand asked, "Did he answer you?"

"He answered," the man said. "He just said 'yeah' like... I was really dead."

The Gray Hand asked, "What did you say?"

"I was angry, so I told him that he was the dead one." The man said, "This is just one of the things I was talking to him about."

The Gray Hand asked, "Where's he?"

"He said...he's still stubborn even though he's dead." said the man.

"Did you say anything else?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I told him I'm not dead," the man said.

"What's next?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Then he asked me if I could...see around me," the man said.

"You still couldn't see it then?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No... at that time... I could already see some things." said the man.

"What did you see then?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's very messy." said the man.

"Chaos?" asked the Gray Hand Man, "You can't see anything, right?"

"It's not that I can't see." The man said, "It's because I can see too many messy things, so... I can't tell them apart at all."

"What kind of mess is this?" the Gray Hand Man asked. "There are things I used when I was a kid, and... things I've seen in my dreams. All kinds of things, all... intertwined together. Those things are not their original colors, but... gray." The man said, "After being intertwined, it's as messy as it can be."

"Did you answer him?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No." The man said, "Before I answered, he...said the next sentence."

The Gray Hand asked again: "What did the other party say?"

“He asked me if everything I saw was gray,” the man said.

"Did you answer?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No." The man said, "I was angry at the time, and I really... didn't want to give him the feeling that he had hit the nail on the head again. To be precise, it was just one of me... who was angry."

The Gray Hand asked, "Where's he?"

"He didn't even wait for my answer and told me directly that if all I saw was... gray, it would be enough to prove that I was... dead," the man said.

"Did you believe what he said?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No." said the man.

"Did you respond to him?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I responded." The man said, "I said I just... don't believe I'm dead."

"What did he say?" asked the Gray Hand.

"He said... this place is filled with the smell of the dead at this moment." said the man.

"How do you feel after hearing this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I just think he's talking nonsense." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "So what did you do?"

"I just continued what he said and told him...he was the one who died." said the man.

(End of this chapter)