Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6611 (Six Thousand Six Hundred and Eleven)

When the Brown-Handed Man heard the word "pure", he suddenly thought of a day a long time ago, a morning when he had no tasks assigned by the Lord, and when he looked up after going out, he saw the cloudless blue sky.

That day was a day when the Brown Hand Man didn't need to rush to do anything. When the Brown Hand Man saw the sky, he thought about why the sky was pure blue that day. However, soon, the Brown Hand Man thought that it was wrong to think about such "useless" things, so he secretly laughed at himself, and then quickly thought about those "useful" things. When he turned to think about "useful" things, the Brown Hand Man immediately felt that he seemed to be "normal", but the experience of thinking about why the sky was pure blue that day, which did not take a long time, still left a deep impression on the Brown Hand Man.

Later, the Brown-Handed Man never thought about similar questions again, and he never expected that he would think of this question again in the future.

However, on this day, a long time later, when the Gray Hand Man said, "But do you think that this wish that the Lord despises is especially pure?", when the two of them were already in a different state than before, the Brown Hand Man recalled the question he had thought of when he saw the sky that day. The word "pure" that the Gray Hand Man said was like it had knocked into the Brown Hand Man's consciousness first, and brought out the "blue sky".

The brown-handed man thought for a moment and whispered, "Hmm, pure."

The Gray Hand Man said, "You didn't answer whether I was or wasn't."

The brown-handed man said, "Oh, I thought of something else. Thank you!"

"What?" The Gray Hand Man laughed, "What are you talking about? I asked you whether you were or were not, why are you thanking me?"

"Thank you for letting me see the blue sky again." said the man with brown hands.

"It hasn't been done yet," said the Gray Hand Man, "but I hope I can show you."

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "I saw it, again. This time, I saw the same blue sky that I saw one morning before. That morning, I wondered why the sky was pure blue that day."

The Gray Hand said, "It seems that the blue sky you saw that day left a deep impression on you."

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, I didn't expect that. That morning I looked at the sky without having to rush to do anything, which was rare. There were no clouds in the sky at that time, and it was pure blue, which was rare."

The Gray Hand asked, "In your impression, the sky is not pure blue most of the time?"

The brown-handed man said, "Yes. What do you remember?" The gray-handed man said, "Let me think about it."

"Well." The brown-handed man said, "Think about it."

“When I think of the blue sky, I think of rice fields,” said the man with gray hands.

"Do you want to go and see it too?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "Yes, I do."

"What I'm thinking about now is how to let you stand in the sun under the blue sky for a while under such circumstances?" said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "Repeat again."

"This is what I really think at the moment." The brown-handed man said, "After hearing what you said, I hope you can stand in the sunshine under the blue sky for a while."

The Gray Hand Man said, "What is there to think about? Just think about it. It's as if you are already standing in the blue sky and under the sunshine. That's enough."

The brown-handed man said, "You are repeating what I said."

"This is what I want to tell you right now." said the man with gray hands.

"Okay, let's repeat this over and over again." said the man with brown hands.

(End of this chapter)