Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5710 (Five Thousand Seven Hundred and Ten)
"You also think the sound of the wind is very strange. Is this what you are talking about?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man, "I didn't just feel that way."

"That's what I felt when the wind started blowing just now," said the Gray Hand Man. "It was really obvious."

"Under normal circumstances, where can you hear such a sound of wind? There are three or four winds," said the brown-handed man. "The fact that the term 'several winds' can be used to describe the sound of wind like this is enough to prove how strange the sound of wind is."

Gray Hand said: "Although we said 'several strands', we are not making ordinary things seem strange, but the things themselves are too strange."

The brown-handed man said, "I have encountered so many strange things that I can't say I am completely 'uncomfortable'. I mean here, in the current situation."

"Me too." The Gray Hand said, "It's too difficult for me to be completely 'used to it'."

The brown-handed man said, "I often feel something strange here."

The Gray Hand said, "I don't know how long this pace will last."

"You mean the rhythm of the rain?" said the brown-handed man. "If that's the case, it's hard for me to predict. The appearance of the rain itself was something I couldn't predict. I just said 'unpredictable' because I don't want to be absolute. In fact, this is simply too unexpected."

Gray Hand Man said, "I am still waiting for the voices of the four winds to reappear."

The brown-handed man said, "In fact, no matter how long the rhythm of the rain lasts, as long as the sound of the four winds can be reproduced, we can still do as we said just now, right?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "Do you think there is much hope?"

The brown-handed man said, "If it was just now, I would think there might still be a lot of hope."

"The 'just now' you mentioned shouldn't include the time after the rain sounded, right?" the gray-handed man asked. "No," the brown-handed man said, "the just now I mentioned means before the rain sounded. Even when I thought there would be four wind sounds but there were actually three wind sounds, I still thought that the four wind sounds would appear again at that time."

"Now you feel that hope has become smaller. How small is it?" the man with gray hands asked the man with brown hands.

"I can't explain it clearly. It doesn't seem to be fixed." replied the brown-handed man.

"You mean your hopes wax and wane?" asked the Gray Hand.

The brown-handed man said, "I just felt that what I said was hard to understand. Even for people like us, it seems that it is not easy to understand what I said. I was just about to explain it to you, but you said what I actually wanted to express."

"Are your hopes fluctuating at this moment?" the man with gray hands asked the man with brown hands.

"It is a sudden big sound." The brown-handed man answered, "But even so, it is still not as big as before the sound of rain started."

"It seems too difficult compared to before the sound of rain." The Gray Hand said, "I say this because I think so too."

"Is it possible that there will be wind and rain in a while?" asked the man with brown hands.

"You mean the rain hasn't stopped yet and the sound of wind started again?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "I just suddenly mentioned this situation again and thought about it. I didn't think it was very likely."

(End of this chapter)