Although this was not his sixth night, Gu Juan thought that he couldn't wait any longer.

Even if you want to gamble, you must gamble one step in advance, and when you really need to press life and death in the end, it will be too late to win the bet.

Rumble!

The spikes at the top of the axe stabbed two Crimson Marks.

Before he suddenly fell into a coma without warning, he seemed to see a flash of red light burst from his wrist, and the whole world was instantly filled with blood.

Then he could no longer resist the deep sleep, and was tossed under the black waves.

.............................................

In front of me is a dark path, only the road ahead and no way back.

On both sides of the road were gloomy forests, and the trees were twisting and dancing like hideous shadows.

The feet are covered with flowers and grasses, but they are all gray and not mixed with any other variegated colors.

Gu Juan walked on this path.

The more he moved forward, the more he felt his body become lighter, as if a gust of wind could float high in the air.

It's a strange feeling, but for him now, it's not in his thinking.

Because he has now basically lost the ability to think for himself.

He didn't know why he was walking here, but there was only one way to go, so it seemed that the only choice was to keep going.

The whole environment was quiet, there was no sound of wind blowing branches and leaves, no insects, no beast roaring, not even the sound of his own breathing and footsteps, there was no existence.

Gu Juan took all this for granted, no, he didn't actually think about anything at all, he was just taking mechanical steps, moving along this dark path that didn't know where it leads.

The road under his feet seemed to have no end, and he didn't know how long he had walked or how far he had walked, but he had just kept walking, tirelessly.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be a little different.

It is as if a touch of other colors have been added to the eternal ink color.

Gu Juan was still walking mechanically, but as the color gradually deepened, he suddenly unconsciously began to think about a question.

This question is actually very simple, and even a three-year-old child can answer it in one bite.

However, it just stumped Gu Ju.

He just couldn't give an answer to what color this color mixed into the darkness was.

Gradually, he began to get a little irritable.

This problem that cannot be solved is like a sharp fish bone stuck in the throat, which makes people extremely uncomfortable.

What color is it?

He stopped, walking all the time, and spun in circles in fidgety.

Color, color!

What the hell is this color!

Swish!

It's the same different color again.

No, how many colors are there!?

Gu Juan suddenly quieted down and stretched out his palm, as if waiting for something.

After a while, he lowered his head and let out a strange laugh from his mouth.

The laughter grew louder and more infiltrating.

Finally he couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Elementary school nature teacher, I'm sorry for you!

Sunlight passes through a prism.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.

It's red, red like blood!

Rumble!

The scenery in front of me faded like a tide in an instant.

The path and the dense forest disappeared at the same time, leaving only a dark void and the only light in the void.

Gu Juan squinted his eyes violently and stared at a bonfire burning not far in front of him.

There are also phantoms of people singing and dancing around the campfire.

Wrapped in linen cloth and animal skins, they sang and danced merrily, and soon pushed the atmosphere to a fiery high/tide.

"Count the throat! count the throat!"

At this moment, all the phantoms knelt down, and their mouths shouted with the same voice.

He was so infected by this atmosphere that he almost got to his knees and cheered.

But the next moment, he raised his head suddenly, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Count your MB, throat your grandma!"

Rumble!

A huge phanther suddenly appeared in the void above the campfire, exuding a desperate and inexplicable oppressive aura.

Gu Juan suddenly widened his eyes to the maximum, and his heart seemed to be clenched by a big cold hand, and then clenched, squeezed, and rotated fiercely.

It was a horror that was difficult to describe in words, and just by looking up, his mind was almost frozen, and he couldn't turn over a single thought in his mind.

Suddenly, the red mangs were in full bloom, and the heat burst out.

Although the red rays and heat currents only lasted for a moment, they disappeared without a trace under the oppression of fear, but they had already made Gu Juan recover from that terrifying oppression and regain a little autonomy again.

"Get out of here!"

The evil fire that had been suppressed in Gu Ju's chest for an unknown amount of time suddenly erupted, his left hand was horizontal in front of him, his right hand was curled up at the side of his waist, and he came to the bonfire in a few big steps.

Then he exhaled and threw his fist into the campfire with the most violent gesture, his right hand clenched under the pale gold flames, and his muscles were exposed.

The massive phantom hovering above the campfire remained motionless.

It seemed to be looking up at the void high above its head, and it seemed to close its eyes to listen to the sound of nothingness, and it didn't pay any attention to Gu Ju, who was smashing his fist below.

The moment before the fist came to his body, Gu Juan suddenly changed his fist to grasp, and without warning, an extra sharp axe with cold light flickering and wrapped in layers of golden flames appeared in his hand, and smashed down with a more violent attitude.

Bang!

It was as if the bonfire, which had been burning quietly from an unknown number of years ago, suddenly burst into an extremely bright light at this moment.

Before his consciousness was about to fall into the deepest darkness, Gu Juan vaguely saw a woman in a white dress with a disheveled hair appearing next to the bonfire out of thin air.

She also seemed to be silently staring at the void above the campfire, and suddenly without warning she burst out laughing.

"You are so ancient, have you already figured out what objective existence is?"

"What I am looking for, objectively exists!"

The eerie woman's shrill laughter instantly filled the entire space, layer upon layer, and never ended.

I don't know how much time has passed, Gu Juan opened his eyes suddenly, and only the bones were still holding the warm patrol axe in his hand.

He tried to struggle to get up, but as soon as he moved, he lay down on his back, his body was as uncomfortable as if he was falling apart, his throat was like fire, and when he coughed, a large mass of fleshy sparks erupted.

After a long time, his eyes finally returned to clarity, and he directly gave up the idea of struggling to get up, and just lay quietly on the cold ground, silently staring at the horizon in the distance.

There, there is a hint of fish belly white slowly emerging.

"It's been four days since the fourth watch......"

As soon as the words came out, his voice was hoarse and weak to the extreme, and at the same time, a large mouth of sparks erupted.

It wasn't until the yolk-like sun finally jumped out of the horizon and began to sprinkle light and heat onto the earth that he was finally able to calm down a little, and he was no longer able to breathe out the sparks that kept spitting out the smell of meat.

Gu Juan felt very tired and hurt.

Although the crisis of the fifth night was over, he had no idea of taking a break.

Because he didn't know if the sixth night, the most terrifying of all, would come as scheduled.

He didn't even want to close his eyes, he didn't want to remember the phantom above the campfire that could really scare people to death.