Chapter 2400 (Two Thousand Four Hundred) Pain
He said to Tie Jinjue again: "Why are we all here and you still don't feel cool? Won't he heat up the entire Muxi Pavilion by doing this? ?”
Tie Jinjue touched the wall and said, "It's not serious, clan leader, this wall is still cold."
Tie Wandao touched the wall and then the ground. After standing up, he said: "It's really strange. The wall is cold, the ground is cold, but the people are hot. No, you can't say that. I think he I’m not hot, but you and I are.”
"He is doing it, so phenomena that are not usually seen will appear." Tie Jin Jue said.
Tie Wandao said to Tie Jinjue: "If I had known that this would happen, I would have asked him to do this to make us not feel hot like him! I want to go out and cool down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white flame suddenly turned into blue flame, which attracted Tie Wandao's attention.
Tiewan Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's turned blue. I won't go out, so let's take a look!" As he said that, he stared at the blue flames in the distance.
Tie Jinjue also looked at the blue flame, with a lot of thoughts: After a while, the fire was extinguished, and the ashes turned into the bowl disappeared. The pattern carved by my mother on the bowl was as if it had never appeared. However, what she had suffered Those tortures have been endured. I looked at the blue flame like this and told myself that when the fire goes out, the "signs" of the pain my mother suffered before committing suicide will disappear, as if the pain will be burned away. Is this what I want? Lies told to one’s own heart so that it doesn’t feel so painful? Before burning, I desperately hoped that the bowl would burn down to no ashes. However, during the burning process, looking at the flames, I felt that the idea of consoling myself was a bit ridiculous. The blue flame was dancing, as if it were laughing at me. Was it telling me that not only was it unable to burn away the pain my mother suffered before she committed suicide, it could even make me think about these things. It can't even burn away the pain in your heart? I thought before that even if it can't burn away the torture that the deceased has experienced, it can at least burn away some of the pain of the living who remember the deceased, right? However, I don’t know why, as a person left in the world, as a living person who remembers the pain of the deceased, when I saw the blue flame that smiled at me, I seemed to suddenly understand that not only could it not burn away the past of the deceased, The torture I suffered, even the pain in my heart as a living person, and the fire that danced like a smile at me couldn't burn it any less. If I were to let those pains leave my mind, I would have to wait until I, the living person, became the dead, right? In fact, it's not far away, it's not far away... Through the blue flame, I seemed to see my mother waving to me in that world. When my mother was smiling, the blue flame no longer laughed at me. Blue flames... blue, that kind of blue is a bit like the color of the nails of people with blue armor... The flames no longer laugh at me. In fact, I am very clear-headed when I look at the flames. I know that a fire cannot burn people. The pain of those who suffer in the world... The blue flames seem to reflect the lives of those suffering blue-armored people... Before the "change", there were some people in the world who, just because they were blue-armored, were born in They were tortured, struggled, and howled in the fire. Even their blood could not extinguish the fire of pain that made them worse than death. They had no choice but to endure until the moment they were burned to death. (End of chapter)