Chapter 5103 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Three) All Things
“Could it be the Spring Shadow he mentioned?” asked the gray-handed man.
"I don't know," said the brown-hand man, "You can't see it at all now, it's just some colors mixed together there."
The man with gray hands said: "The red color is gradually fading."
"The process of fading is not surprising at all." The man with brown hands said.
"It looks very comfortable," said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "It seems that all the colors are left."
"Many colors are actually not dyed by other colors." The gray-handed man said.
"Yes, each maintains its own color, but they can still be together. They seem to be constantly moving on the tree beads. It looks so good." The brown-handed man said.
The gray-handed man said: "Does this really have anything to do with Haruying?"
"It's possible." The brown-hand man said.
Soon, the colorful things on the tree beads changed again. The colors seemed to fly happily, flying to many places. Some turned into blue sky, some turned into white clouds, some turned into flowers, and some turned into flowers. Some turned into trees, some...
"The colorful ones seem to be everything in the world." The gray-handed man said.
"You actually said such a thing," said the brown-hand man.
"These words are indeed not like what I have been able to say before." The man with gray hands said.
"When were you talking about before?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Of course, after the transformation, but before today." The gray-handed man said.
"I think that's what it means." The brown-hand man said, "Our changes today look really unusual."
The man with gray hands said: "Those greens have turned into grass."
The man with brown hands said, "There are still colors moving."
The gray-hand man said: "It's like a feeling that turns into many things."
"It's like this," said the brown-hand man.
"The sun, the sun came out from behind the clouds." The gray-handed man said.
"This light suddenly became so bright," said the man with brown hands. "Is this Chunying?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It's hard to say whether it's the shadow of spring, but at least it's spring, real spring." The man with brown hands said.
"I have another impression." The gray-handed man said.
"What impression?" asked the brown-hand man.
"About the impression from long ago." The man with gray hands said.
"Before the transformation?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The gray-hand man said, "I remember that Huana had an impression related to spring before."
"When you say so, I seem to have one too," the brown-hand man said.
"Really?" asked the man with gray hands, "our impressions are so similar? So what happened to us before?"
"I don't know what's going on." The brown-hand man said, "What is the image related to spring that you think of? I can't remember the specific one."
"I can't remember the specifics. It would be great if I could really remember it." The gray-handed man said.
"It's that vague again, isn't it?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"The world on this tree bead is the world of spring." The man with brown hands said.
"Yes, I think it has something to do with the spring shadow he mentioned." The gray-handed man said.
"But I think the spring shadow he mentioned seems to be a personal image." The brown-handed man said.
"Do you feel the same way?" the gray-handed man asked.
"What, you too?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"Listening to what he said, I also felt that it was a personal image." The brown-hand man said, "It's not as simple as just talking about spring."
(End of chapter)