Chapter 5186 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Eighty-six) Invisible

“Did you notice the direction of Daoguang?” asked the man with gray hands.

“No. I was so frightened at the time that I didn’t even notice where the light was coming from.” The man said, “But I wanted to know, so I looked down again out of curiosity.”

The Gray Hand Man asked, “Look at the iron shackles on your hands and feet again?”

“Yes,” the man said, “look down again.”

“Did you see that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“No.” said the man.

“No more light?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It should be… there is no light… I… I feel that the light below… seems to be dim.” said the man.

“Feel it?” asked the Gray Hand Man, “Didn’t you see it clearly?”

“No,” the man replied.

“Why?” the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“Because… because I didn’t bow my head successfully this time.” said the man.

“Is the feeling completely different from the last time you lowered your head?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes… It’s completely different.” The man said, “This time when I wanted to… lower my head… I felt like something was stuck in my neck.”

“Can you see with your peripheral vision what’s holding you back from looking down?” the Gray Hands man asked.

“I can’t see it.” The man said, “I even think… that there is nothing at all.”

“What’s that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I just feel… that I’m being… controlled by a force.” said the man.

“Power again?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I… I don’t know how to explain it.” The man said, “Now that you ask me this, I can only say this… Maybe this… should make you understand what I mean.”

The Gray Hand Man said “Hmm” and continued: “You feel like nothing is holding you back, but… but you are being held back by something invisible, right?”

“Yes…that’s right.” said the man.

“At this time, you can only see the iron shackles clearly in the spring?” asked the Gray Hand Man. “Yes.” The man said, “I can’t lower my head… I can only see… the iron shackles there.”

The Gray Hand asked again: “What is your reaction at this time?”

“I… I just want to ask… why there are iron shackles on my hands and feet.” said the man.

“Did anyone answer you?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Still nothing.” said the man.

“And then?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I kept asking.” The man said, “I asked… who put the shackles on me. I said I… didn’t need the shackles!”

“Will it be useful to say it?” asked the man with gray hands.

The man said, “It’s no use.”

“And then?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I just said… I want to… run…” the man said.

“Did you really try to run?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Try to run.” said the man.

“Can you run?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It’s… impossible.” said the man.

“Because of the iron shackles?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“That’s not all,” the man said.

“Any other reason?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“At that… time… even if it weren’t for the iron shackles blocking me… my hands and feet would have been… unable to move.” said the man.

“You were able to move before, but after putting on the iron shackles, you can’t move your hands and feet anymore?” asked the man with gray hands.

“Both arms and…both legs…are all…unable to move,” said the man.

(End of this chapter)