Chapter 5147 (five thousand one hundred and forty-seven) blocking the face
"This is not said by someone you can see?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't know either." The man replied.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Did you not see clearly whose mouth was moving at that time?"
"Those faces are all the same...but...but when I heard the sound...the mouths I saw...none of them were moving." The man said.
"Do you think that voice came from outside the screen you can see?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It seems...it doesn't look like it." The man said, "Those people were changing positions and their mouths were not moving...I actually couldn't see whether all the mouths were moving at the same time...I can only say...I saw it at that time Those mouths...are not moving."
"Then what happened?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Then... something even more terrifying happened... some hands... blocked those faces..." the gray-handed man said.
"You can only see part of those people's faces?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes...the hands...are blocking those people's mouths..." the person said, "That way...looks very weird...like they are covering their mouths and laughing. But...those hands...are not necessarily the same as covering their mouths." It’s the same person.”
"Do you think the direction in which those hands come out looks strange?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Strange! Very strange!" said the man, "Anyway... I don't know... where it comes from."
"Do you think this, covering your face with your hands, will make you feel scary?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Not only that... but also... those hands..." the man said, "those hands themselves are terrifying."
"The hand itself?" asked the Gray Hand, "Why does it make you feel scary?"
"Because...the nails on those hands...are all...blue." The man said, "It's the blue color unique to the blue-armored people." "You can see very clearly?" the gray-armed man asked.
"I'm also surprised...in that place...I saw a lot of things...I couldn't see clearly...but...but only those people's fingernails...I could see them very clearly." The man said, "That level of clarity. Ah...it's like...you want me to see it clearly."
"Did you say anything after that?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I...oh...I said it." The man said, "I just asked...who it is."
"Who is it?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I...then I said, 'Who the hell are you?'" the man said.
"Who are you asking this to?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Actually... I didn't ask anyone... because I couldn't figure out who said it... but... someone spoke... I just... asked the person who spoke." The person said, " It seemed like it would be better to ask, 'Who are you?' But... I was so scared at the time... I couldn't think much about it, so I just asked."
"Afraid of being like this?" The man with gray hands asked, "Is it because of the man with blue armor's nails?"
"Yes...no...no..." the man said.
The man just admitted it and then denied it.
"Sometimes you say yes, and now you say no?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I...can't be." The man said, "I...a Tiecang person...can't be afraid of the people with blue armor...absolutely not! So...no. I want to say...I'm not afraid of the people with blue armor...I I was just afraid of that... that situation."
(End of chapter)