Chapter 5307 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Seven) Smell
When the Gray Hand saw the man saying these words, although he had an expression of contempt, fear still shone in his eyes, and he was still a little worried. , so he said to him: "It's just a dream."
The man said: "It's obviously a dream, so I shouldn't be so... so scared, and... I shouldn't feel too embarrassed... but... but why would I... be so embarrassed in a dream?"
The gray-handed man said: "Isn't it a dream? Everything is possible in a dream."
The man said: "I told you just now whether it looked like a dream or not. What I said this time... was a real dream... a dream I really had. Now that I think about the dream at that time, I still feel... It’s... very shameful, and I can’t seem to get rid of this shame.”
The man with gray hands said: "Did you fall asleep again after this dream that day?"
"No." The man said, "I really can't sleep. I'm even worried that someone... saw my fearful look in my dream when a man in blue armor pressed against my back... I'm worried that the Tiecang people saw it. Call me embarrassing. Later... I wasn't completely trapped in fear. I... was always fear and... intertwined with shame, or rather... the shame was more obvious, but... but just now. When I told you, when I thought about the situation at that time, I felt extremely scared again. "
The man with gray hands asked: "Is it because it is connected with the situation you said your spirit encountered in another world?"
The man said: "Yes, yes, it has a lot to do with this...! When my spirit was in another world, the thing... was... what I told you. Just now you asked me when I can talk now. Let me tell you that I suddenly felt... a strong smelly wind blowing towards me, and I smelled... the smell of blood again. "
The man with gray hands felt that he had learned almost enough information from the dreams he said he had had before, and there was no need to continue asking him about his previous dreams, so he continued to ask him about the situation of his spirit in another world.
"You'd better continue telling me this." The gray-handed man said.
"My spirit is in another world..." the man said, "Let me continue talking about this, right?"
"Yes." The gray-handed man said. "After I smelled the smell of blood... I remembered the scene when I tortured the blue-armored people before. At this time... I... suddenly felt scared." The man said, "I should be... either afraid of the blue-armored people, or ...I'm just afraid of being in that darkness and cold...again...smelling that bloody smell again...I can't wait to leave that place, but...it's been so long, if No one continued to pay attention to me, and I...I couldn't leave, so I just spoke."
"What did you say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I said... it was too dark and cold in this place, and... no one cared about me, and there was no... light." The man said, "I also asked... who could save me."
The gray-hand man said: "Now your attitude is obviously different from before?"
"Yes." The man said, "At this time... I just want to stay away from that bloody smell."
"When you talked to them, did you mention the smell of blood?" the gray-hand man asked.
"No...I won't mention it." The man said.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
(End of chapter)