Chapter 4857 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Fifty Seven) Destruction
"At that time, do you think that as long as the three bags are still in their original positions, you may hear that huge thunder again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "At that time, I thought that the huge thunder was most likely caused by one of the three bags, or... or it appeared under the combined effect of the three bags."
After saying this, the man seemed to remember a little more about the feeling at that time, and added: "Actually...just now...I said 'I have lingering fears'...I don't know if it is appropriate...I can't tell." I was afraid... was it more because I was frightened by the thunder before or... or was it more... because I was afraid of hearing that thunder again. "
The gray-handed man said "hmm" and asked, "After you said 'it's simply impossible', what was that person's reaction?"
"That person...he...he said...if I don't agree, why didn't I refute him before." The man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Answered." The man said, "I told him... the thunder was... too loud at that time."
"How did he react after hearing this?" the man with gray hands asked.
"He laughed loudly," the man said, "asked me where the thunder was, and said... He also said if he thought it would rain soon."
The man with gray hands asked: "Do you think he really didn't hear it or did he do it on purpose?"
"It must be intentional!" the man said, "His laughter just...has no good intentions."
The man with gray hands asked: "Then what did you say to him?" "Yes." The man said, "I told him... maybe only humans can hear the thunder."
The gray-hand man asked: "How did you feel when you said this?"
"I was so scared that there was thunder in my heart." The man said.
"More scared than before?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right." The person said, "At this time, I have clearly felt that... when I use unpleasant words to say to the other party... the fear in my heart seems to 'bite me', and then... after I finish speaking For a period of time, my fear... didn't seem to 'bite me' as much as it did when I was saying nasty things to him, but... But in my own opinion, overall... my fear was The added... difference in different moments is... the difference between whether it is... 'biting me' or not."
The gray-handed man asked: "What do you mean by biting you?"
"I...I don't know how to explain...to make it clear." The man said.
"Explain as best you can." The gray-handed man said.
"Oh...ok...I...explain...explain as best I can..." the man said, "It's...it's like...it's biting my soul...when the fear is there...it...it It doesn't necessarily make me feel the kind of pain that makes me want to die...that is, it scares me...it scares me and makes me feel particularly uncomfortable...but...but at certain moments...it's different. ...at those moments, that feeling of fear would...bite my soul...make me...have a...painful feeling of wanting to perish...that kind of painful feeling...simply...I simply don't know what to do... What did you say?"
"Are the certain moments you mentioned the times when you said unpleasant things to the other party?" the gray-handed man asked.
(End of chapter)