Chapter 4529 (four thousand five hundred and twenty-nine) retract
The man with gray hands replied, "Not me."
The man with brown hands said at this time: "It's not me either."
The man with gray hands continued: "Stick out your tongue and let me see it."
The man said: "The person who scratched my tongue just now was really not you?"
"That's not true!" said the gray-handed man.
"Who could it be?" the man asked.
"Let me take a look, so I can see what's going on, and I can think about what's going on." The man with gray hands said, "Don't you really want to know what's going on?"
The man stuck out his tongue.
The man with gray hands looked at it and whispered to the man with brown hands: "Sure enough, the black has disappeared!"
The man with brown hands said: "What has he experienced before? What happened?"
The man with gray hands said: "I don't know either."
"What are you going to tell him?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Ask again, I can't give a definite answer." The man with gray hands said.
"Now it seems that raising your tongue with him will no longer cause him to suddenly enter a state where he cannot communicate with others normally." The brown-hand man said, "Should I ask him if everything is okay?"
"I don't know, but I will be careful. Once I find something is wrong, I will stop asking." The gray-handed man said.
Then, the gray-handed man said to the person who had said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." "You can take it back."
The man then retracted his extended tongue and asked, "Do you know who scratched my tongue?"
"I don't know." The gray-handed man said.
"That's strange." The man said.
"Do you know what changes have happened to your tongue?" the man with gray hands asked. "My... tongue..." the man said, "it was scratched by someone, I don't know who."
"Please tell me in detail what happened at that time and how you felt before being scratched." The man with gray hands said.
"Before being scratched?" the man asked.
"Yes." said the man with gray hands.
"Let me think about it," the man said.
"Think it over before you speak." The gray-hand man said, "Don't say it wrong."
"What happens if I make a mistake?" the man asked.
"No need to ask this, just say it right." The gray-handed man said.
The man said: "I'm afraid that my... recollection may be different from the actual situation."
"Didn't this happen just now?" The Gray-Hand Man asked, "Will you forget?"
"It's not that I forgot...it's not..." the person said, "it's just that I felt...very strange that time just now. Now that I think about what happened before, I still feel strange, so...I don't know what's in my memory at the moment. How much… how much… how much… what I felt just now are exactly the same.”
"Say whatever you think." The gray-hand man said.
"At first... it was... it became pitch black here." The man said, "I just... said this."
"Yes, I told you." The man with gray hands asked, "Are you sure it's 'here'?"
"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, yes."
"Do you think what happened before happened here and now and not somewhere else?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes...yes...you ask..." the person said, "I have always been here...here, and I haven't left. Could you...couldn't you have seen me disappear suddenly?"
When he said this, the man's eyes flashed with fear again.
(End of chapter)