Iron Snow Clouds
Chapter 6253 Fragrance
Chapter 6253 (Six Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty Three) Fragrance
The brown-handed man said, “Can you tell me that I’m a little scared, because I think he’s going to make us jump into the well?”
The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, “Yeah, that’s what I thought of.”
The brown-handed man said, “I’m quite familiar with this feeling.”
“You said you were familiar with it, and I feel familiar with it myself.” said the man with gray hands.
“Looking back, it feels quite different.” said the man with brown hands.
“It’s suddenly time to talk about how it feels.” said the man with gray hands.
“Is it inappropriate?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.
“Of course it’s not inappropriate.” The gray-handed man said, “Even if you say it has a different fragrance, it’s fine.”
“Fragrance?” The brown-handed man laughed, “I’m talking about taste. Are you talking about one of the things that taste includes?”
“Yes, it’s like eating, the feeling on the tip of your tongue.” said the man with gray hands.
“Suddenly I feel that I may have felt some unforgettable fragrance on the tip of my tongue a long time ago.” said the brown-handed man.
“Is it after eating some edible flowers and plants?” asked the man with gray hands.
“How do you know what I’m thinking?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.
“I thought of that, too.” said the man with gray hands.
“Is this another feeling worth analyzing?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.
“Our feelings count as one, right?” the Gray Hand Man asked.
“Yours and mine are the same kind, right? At least similar, right?” said the man with brown hands.
“Well, I think it’s at least close,” said the Gray Hand Man.
The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, “Have you ever thought about the time before you became a Buddha?”
The Gray Hand said, “I figured it out.”
“Do you think there are flowers and plants appearing in front of you?” asked the man with brown hands.
“It does seem to have appeared,” said the Gray-Handed Man.
“I don’t know why, but I seem to think of the peculiarity of flowers and plants.” said the man with brown hands.
The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, “Exotic flowers and plants?”
The brown-handed man said, “It’s edible, and it tastes pretty good. As for whether it’s a flower or a grass, I can’t really tell, but it’s edible anyway.”
“Perhaps both flowers and grass can be eaten.” The Gray Hand Man said. “Have you also thought about the long time ago?” The Brown Hand Man asked.
“Yes, I thought about it and it seemed as if I could see the scene at that time.” said the man with gray hands.
“What kind of thing?” asked the Brown Hand. “Can you describe it?”
“Blurry.” said the man with gray hands.
“So it’s hard to describe?” asked the brown-handed man.
“It’s hard to describe,” said the Gray Hand Man. “Not only are the flowers and plants blurry, but everything else is blurry, too.”
The brown-handed man asked, “Can you tell anything?”
“I don’t even know if I saw what I thought I saw,” said the Gray Hand Man.
“Is anyone there?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.
The Gray Hand said, “I seemed to taste a fragrance just now.”
“What kind of scent?” asked the brown-handed man.
“I can’t explain it clearly. It’s delicious. It’s really delicious. Very delicious.” said the man with gray hands.
The brown-handed man said, “I seemed to have tasted it just now.”
The Gray Hand said, “Can you tell me what kind of fragrance it is?”
“I can’t tell you. I can’t tell you, so I asked you.” said the man with brown hands.
“I can’t tell you either. Who should I ask next?” asked the man with gray hands with a smile.
“Ask the heaven and earth.” said the man with brown hands.
“Are you going to ask now?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
“I asked it in my heart.” said the man with brown hands.
“Did you get the answer?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
“The heaven and earth told me to look for it in my own heart,” said the man with brown hands.
“Are you kidding?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
“This is just my imagination.” said the man with brown hands.
“You said it yourself, but you claim it was the heaven and earth who said it?” asked the man with gray hands, smiling.
(End of this chapter)