Chapter 5030 (Five Thousand and Thirty) Destruction
"I used to laugh at those ordinary people," said the Gray Hand.
The man with brown hands said: "Me too."
"But later, I discovered that I was actually like that." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said, "It's all the same."
"I still remember the way he looked when he said certain words just now. I was very irritated when he heard him speak, but now, I want to hear him speak, talk to me or you." The gray-handed man said.
"I think so, at least that way, it can prove that he can communicate with us normally, and he won't be like this now." The brown-handed man said.
"I don't know why I am so desperate this time." The gray-hand man said, "I have obviously experienced despair before."
The man with brown hands said: "I am more worried at the moment."
The gray-hand man said: "He said that the green bird died. I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably scared."
"It's not just you, I'm scared too." The brown-hand man said, "And it seems that I'm a little too scared."
"I thought I wouldn't be like this." The gray-hand man said.
"Should we cheer up?" said the brown-hand man.
"I also want to cheer up, but looking at him now, it seems to mean..." The gray-handed man said.
"What does it mean?" asked the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "I don't want to say it anymore."
The man with brown hands said: "What you don't want to say must be helpless, right?"
"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "I don't know why I felt so wrong when I heard him talk about the death of the green bird."
"I thought about things that I can't change," said the brown-hand man.
"I thought about the end." The gray-hand man said.
"I just thought, you may have thought of this." The man with the brown hand said, "And it's not just the end of the individual." "Yes, it's not just the end of the individual." The man with the gray hand said, "I'm not just thinking of myself. The end of.”
The man with brown hands said: "What else have you thought of?"
The man with gray hands said: "Nirvana."
"I can feel that emotion," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "Although he mentioned rebirth just now, when he mentioned rebirth, I actually felt more terrifying."
The man with brown hands said: "So you are like this too."
The man with gray hands said: "What, you too?"
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "Rebirth... shouldn't the word rebirth be used to give people hope?"
"I also think it should be like this, but when I heard it, I didn't feel any hope." The man with gray hands said.
"I don't feel any hope either." The brown-hand man said, "I feel that the hope of rebirth is already dashed."
"That's right." The Gray-Hand Man said, "I don't know why, but when I heard him say that all the green birds were dead, I felt that there was no hope of rebirth, and everything was dead."
Just when the gray-handed man finished speaking, the two heard what the man said again.
"The green bird is dead... just... dead." The man said, "Why am I talking about rebirth?"
The man didn't say anything else, but both the gray-hand man and the brown-hand man seemed to hear a lot from his words.
These words made the already desperate gray-hands and brown-hands people even more desperate.
"There is no rebirth." The Gray Hand Man said, "He even asked himself why he was reborn."
The man with the brown hand said, "What do those green birds mean? Why did I feel that unusual when he said it?"
(End of chapter)