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Having said this, the man's expression showed confusion.
"Do you know why it sank?" asked the man with gray hands. When asking this question, the gray-handed man thought of the "iron shackles" the other party mentioned before.
"You know... it should be... it should be because of the changes in my hands and feet... I feel... my hands and feet... seem to be... comforted by something. I... even heard the sound of iron colliding. "The man said, "I don't even know where that thing came from."
"What is that?" The Gray Hand asked, "Did you read it?"
"I...I saw it," the man said.
"Can you lower your head smoothly?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"Yes." The man said, "It went very smoothly... lowered his head... without encountering any obstacles... but when I saw it... I felt... it wasn't good."
"What did you see?" The man with gray hands thought that the other party should say "iron shackles", but he still asked.
The man replied: "The iron shackles... were originally dark, but when I lowered my head... there was light shining on the iron shackles. I... I could see the iron shackles clearly."
"Then you successfully raised your head again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, I raised my head successfully... but... I still feel bad." The person said, "I even think... I didn't encounter any obstacles when I lowered my head before, which was... a bad thing. When I raised my head... Not encountering any obstacles, this… shouldn’t be a good thing.”
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I feel that the reason why I was able to... lower my head smoothly without encountering any obstacles... is probably because... there is a force... that wants me to see that my hands and feet are bound by iron shackles. I feel ...This is not an expression of my freedom, but...some kind of power wanted me to see the iron shackles at that moment." The man said, "If you don't want me to see...then...then I will. It shouldn't be that easy to lower your head casually. "Then you didn't encounter any obstacles when you raised your head. Why do you think this is not a good thing?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man added: "Because when I raised my head again...I...I saw...the iron shackles on my hands and feet in that spring."
"Appeared in that spring?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said.
"Have other circumstances changed in the spring?" the gray-hand man asked.
"It just... became blurry." The person said, "Before, I just couldn't see the people inside clearly... but... this time... it... became a blur of spring... but In...in the blur of spring...I saw clear iron shackles...the iron shackles were exactly the same as what I...had seen on my hands and feet before."
"Do you think that is what some kind of power allowed you to see?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I think... yes." The man said, "I made it so... clearly... for fear that I wouldn't be able to see clearly. In fact... when I lowered my head before... I could already see it clearly. I still see it clearly. I don’t know where the previous light came from.”
"The light that shines on the iron shackles when you lower your head?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes, that's what I'm talking about." The man said, "I... really don't know where it came from."
(End of chapter)