Chapter 4673 (Four Thousand Six Hundred and Seventy Three) Not Accepted
When the man said this, his lips trembled.
This made the gray-hand man a little nervous, worried that he would once again fall into a state where he could not communicate with others normally, so he quickly said to him: "Just speak slowly, speak slowly, it's okay."
The man continued: "I...then I would also feel extremely scared! My biggest fear during that time probably...probably came from this."
The man with gray hands felt more at ease after hearing the man continue talking instead of falling into that state, and then asked: "You can't say that you firmly believe that your nails will not turn blue, you just Keep telling yourself that it won’t be like that. Do you think that keeping telling yourself that it won’t be like that will help you believe that it really won’t be like that?”
The man said: "Actually... you are right... after all... after all, I didn't know what that person had done at the time. I could only rely on myself to tell myself and make myself believe it."
"Then do you think the words you said have a big impact?" The gray-handed man asked.
"It still... still has some effect, but... but it still doesn't make me absolutely believe it." The man said, "Just try your best... well, try your best."
"What happened next?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Then, those two beams of white light suddenly disappeared." The man said, "The man spun around in circles."
"What was your reaction at that time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't know what he was doing, but I just felt... the fingernails... were still very painful." The man said, "Then... then I... I suddenly felt that my restraints were lifted and I could lower my head, and the poisonous snake and The centipede is gone too."
"Then you looked down and saw your hands?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No," the man said.
"You didn't even see it when you lowered your head?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I didn't see it." The man replied, "I...I just lowered my head slightly, not...not too...obviously."
"Are you still looking at the man spinning in circles?" the man with gray hands asked. "I'm still watching him out of the corner of my eye," the man replied.
"Since you feel that the restraint has been lifted, why don't you raise your hands and take a look?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Because...because I simply...don't dare to look." The man replied.
"Your fingernails hurt all the time?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Actually... it gradually became less painful." The man replied.
"Why don't you dare to look at it even if it doesn't hurt?" The man with gray hands asked, "Are you worried that your nails have turned blue?"
"I...have such concerns," the man said.
"Is it possible that you didn't bow your head for a long time?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Yes, very short." The man said.
"Why did you bow your head then?" the man with gray hands asked.
"At first, it was just because... because... I suddenly felt as if I was no longer bound by the previous restrictions, and wanted to lower my head to try it out. I... I kept thinking about looking at the other person when I lowered my head, so... so I'm still here "Looking at it from the corner of my eye." The man replied, "Then I quickly... looked up."
"What's the reason for raising your head?" the man with gray hands asked.
"The reason why I raised my head is that I... I was worried that if I... lowered my head more obviously... then... on the one hand, maybe... maybe I wouldn't be able to see the other person clearly from the corner of my eye..." the man said.
(End of chapter)