Chapter 5639 (five thousand six hundred and thirty-nine) blue paper
Suddenly there was a "bang" and some blue paper floated down from above.
The man with gray hands and the man with brown hands looked at the blue paper at the same time.
Just as the two of them were looking at it, the blue papers disappeared in mid-air.
"Why is it gone?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I thought it would float all the way down to a position where I can see it clearly. I'll take a good look." The gray-handed man said.
"I think so too," said the brown-hand man.
"Is this caused by the 'hissing' sound from you and me?" the Gray Hand asked.
"Isn't it the 'sound of the flute' that we originally wanted to affect?" said the brown-handed man.
"Yes." Gray Hand Man said, "Why is this phenomenon happening now?"
The man with brown hands added: "The sound of the flute doesn't seem to have changed much?"
"I didn't even notice the change," said the gray-handed man.
"In my opinion, the sound of the flute has not changed at all." The brown-hand man said, "It still feels the same as before. I'm just saying that there is no change in the feeling. I don't mean that there is no change at all."
The man with gray hands said again: "I know. Where is Shuzhu? Do you see the change?"
The man with brown hands looked at Shuzhu and said, "No. What about him?"
The gray-handed man looked at the man and said, "I don't see any changes either."
"The angles of the eyes and the corners of the mouth seem to be the same as before?" The man with brown hands said, "I must have read it correctly, right?"
"You should have read it correctly." The gray-handed man said, "I just made a note of it."
"What if it's tiny?" asked the brown-hand man, "is this possible?"
"Probably not." The gray-handed man said, "I really 'measured' it just now."
The brown-hand man understood what the gray-hand man meant. Only people like the gray-hand man and the brown-hand man could achieve this kind of "measurement". The man with gray hands said: "You can still 'measure', which proves that you still have such ability."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, this ability has not disappeared."
The gray-handed man added: "This kind of ability doesn't seem to disappear that easily."
The man with brown hands said: "But in this environment, nothing is new. Even if this ability disappears, I won't find it so incredible."
The gray-handed man said: "I'll give it a try."
"Are you worried that your ability will disappear?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"According to unreliable experience, you and I are generally in sync." The brown-hand man said.
After trying to "measure" it, the gray-handed man said, "Yes, I do still have this ability."
"Are you glad?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Fortunately." The gray-handed man said, "I don't seem to be too excited. Although I was worried just now, I didn't think there was much possibility of my ability disappearing."
The man with brown hands said: "What do you think the disappearance of those blue papers in mid-air has to do with it?"
"I can't figure it out." The gray-handed man said.
"Could it have something to do with the 'sound of the flute'?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I think the 'sound of the flute' is strange enough, can it be even weirder?" The gray-handed man asked, "For example... I'm just talking casually, after the 'sound of the flute' leads the blue paper down from above, Make the blue paper disappear?"
"Do you even think that the sound of the flute was caused by the blue paper falling from above?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I just happened to think that way." The gray-hand man said, "It really doesn't make sense."
"But if I think about it, I can't figure out what caused the blue paper to fall from above." The brown-handed man said.
(End of chapter)