Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 3438 (Three Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Eight) Paper Ashes

Tie Jinjue thought again about what he had thought before, whether people in another world could see the people and things in this world from afar. He thought again: If this is true, then... then at this moment, are my parents and sister looking at me? Are those who did these things with me in the past also looking at me? In this case, when we walk this road, are there actually many people accompanying us, but they are in another world far away?
While Tie Jinjue was thinking about that, Tie Hongyan was looking at the burning painting and thinking about something: Uncle had said a long time ago that he would burn grandma's relics, but he didn't know where they went. Now that uncle had drawn the relics on paper based on his impression, and the painting was burned, would uncle feel as if grandma's relics were burned? But the pain that grandma had suffered was already experienced, and it could never be burned...

After the mid-air movement occurred, Tie Wandao stood there motionless and did not make any sound.

When he just recovered, he saw that the candle had fallen to the ground and the painting of the relic had been burned to ashes. He was shocked and immediately thought: Am I experiencing the air travel phenomenon again? Will they notice it? How can I explain it?

He recalled that he had just snorted and said "Damn it! What the hell!", and that he looked a little angry at that time, so he thought: This matter is very infuriating! I still feel angry when I think about it now! According to the current situation, I must continue to act angry. In fact, I don't need to act deliberately, I am already very angry! No one stopped me from burning the painting. Is it because no one noticed that I was floating in the air? Do they just think I want to do it on purpose? Do they think I am angry? Then I will act like I am burning the painting because I am angry!
The painting had been burned. Tie Wandao picked up the remaining unburned candle and said angrily, "I still don't feel relieved even after burning it!"

Everyone else just looked at him and still said nothing.

Tie Wandao said to Ning Duanye, "You, clean up the ashes! I get annoyed just by looking at this ashes!"

"Yes, Patriarch." Ning Duanye said.

After saying that, he took out a paper bag from the bag.

As a Taoist priest, Ning Duanye carries several paper bags like this with him, because sometimes he needs them when he uses magic. The paper bags are just ordinary things, and no one has ever cast a spell on them, but they can help Ning Duanye perform magic.

Ning Duanye put the ashes from burning paintings into the paper bag bit by bit. Just as he was about to stand up, he heard Tie Wandao say, "Clean it up! Clean it up thoroughly! Don't leave any behind!"

"Yes, Patriarch!" Ning Duanye said.

After saying that, he continued to deal with the ashes.

The others could feel how tense the atmosphere was at the moment. No one spoke. Some looked elsewhere, some looked at Ning Duanye who was picking up paper ashes, and some looked at other people, but almost everyone looked at Tie Wandao out of the corner of their eyes at the same time.

Ning Duanye continued cleaning for a while and felt that he had put a lot of dust on the ground into the paper bag, but he didn't dare to stand up immediately and continued cleaning there, for fear that after he got up, Tie Wandao would say that he didn't do it thoroughly enough.

Tie Wandao just stood there, frowning, watching Ning Duanye pack up coldly without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)