Chapter 6096 (six thousand and ninety-six) Looking at the ground
The brown-handed man said: "There is no need to estimate anymore."
"Aren't you worried that this is too absolute?" the gray-handed man asked.
"What's so absolute about this?" the brown-hand man said, "That's it, right?"
The man with gray hands said: "Actually, my situation was very similar to yours last time, so I won't talk about it, right?"
The man with brown hands said, "You don't want to say it?"
"Yes." The gray-hand man said, "I want to say something else."
"Then let's talk about something else." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-hand man asked: "Has he ever said 'bow down' to you when he was alone with you?"
The man with brown hands said: "He told me, and every time I bow my head, he tells me that if I bow my head and reflect, it will be less easy to do something wrong."
The man with gray hands said: "He also told me this, but I don't understand it."
The man with brown hands said: "I have one too. You go ahead and tell me."
The man with gray hands said: "The days when he told me to bow my head seemed to be the days when I didn't anger him."
The man with the brown hand said, "You want to say that those are the days when you didn't do anything that would cause him to punish you?"
The gray-handed man said: "Yes, I thought about it, it seems like it happens every time."
The man with brown hands said: "Did he ask you to see him alone and tell you nothing else?"
The man with gray hands said: "Yes, every time there is nothing else. He just calls me over alone and asks me to bow my head."
"Same as me," said the brown-hand man.
"He would also tell me to show me the land." The gray-handed man said.
"Tell me too," said the brown-hand man, "I don't understand what the place is doing."
The man with gray hands said: "It seems meaningless. Could it be that he has tampered with us?"
"You mean using magic?" the man with brown hands asked.
"It's not impossible." The gray-hand man said, "But it's not that similar."
"I found that he showed me the floor, always in the same room," Brown Hands said.
"Is it the room with the gong on the wall?" the gray-handed man asked. "Yes." The brown-handed man said.
"Will there be secrets in that room that we don't know about?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said: "Could it be related to us?"
The gray-hand man said: "I also thought of this, but it didn't feel like it."
"He told me to lower my head, look at the ground, and reflect on myself, and I didn't feel anything unusual," the brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said: "I didn't feel anything unusual when you told me."
"Is he just letting us reflect?" The brown-hand man asked, "But why do you go to that room every time?"
"When you look down at the ground, where is he usually?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Right next to me," said the brown-hand man.
"Standing or sitting?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"Sometimes you stand, sometimes you sit, that's not necessarily the case." The man with brown hands said, "What happened to you?"
"It's similar to what you encountered." The gray-hand man said, "Sometimes he is close to me, and sometimes he is far away from me."
"So there doesn't seem to be any rules to follow," the brown-handed man said.
"Every time he showed me the ground, he didn't say anything," said the man with gray hands.
"He didn't say anything when he showed me the ground," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said again: "Do you need to be quiet?"
The man with brown hands said: "He told me not to speak either."
The gray-handed man said: "You won't let me speak either."
"Every time I go out there, I don't feel anything unusual," said the brown-hand man.
"Neither did I. Sometimes I even think about it specifically, but I don't even notice it." The gray-handed man said.
(End of chapter)