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Gu Juan drank the last sip of clear water and sighed heavily.
If it was normal, he would probably jump up for joy knowing that the marks of the red clothes disappeared, but in this situation, she is the thigh he must hug. How can the above accessories be happy?
Therefore, the nightmare of the sixth night may still come, and he can only rely on his own strength to fight to the death.
?There is no choice, and there is no way. In this uncivilized world, being weak is the original sin.
You are weak, you are a fool.
If you are weak, you deserve that you cannot survive.
Thinking of this, he suddenly calmed down, even wrapped his deerskin coat tightly around his body, and quickly fell asleep with the help of alcohol.
In the middle of the night, Gu Juan woke up from his sleep, washed his face with ice-cold water, and then sat cross-legged with a patrol ax across his lap, breathing long and long, quietly waiting for the second sleep.
Huh
When he regained his sanity from the confusion, he suddenly found that the development this time was different from the last time. It was no longer a dark and scary dark path, but warm and bright. In a cheerful atmosphere.
Laughter, singing and dancing.
He found himself among a large group of people, surrounded by a high burning bonfire, singing incomprehensible songs, dancing awkward group dances, and turning around the fire again and again.
On the farther side, there were more people standing there watching, beating enthusiastic beats.
Gu Juan remained calm, but secretly raised his vigilance, and then twisted his body vigorously in accordance with the rhythm, pretending to blend into this atmosphere.
But after only a few laps, he felt unsustainable, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of others.
It's not because this dance is too awkward, but because it's too difficult. Head, neck, shoulders, chest, hands, waist, abdomen, buttocks, legs and feet, almost every part of the body has to make different movements according to the beat, and they are coordinated with each other. , even with his current physical coordination, it is almost impossible to do it.
What's more, he felt very tired.
Although the body is getting lighter and lighter, as if it is about to float, but the spirit seems to be wearing a set of heavy shackles, and it is extremely drowsy and tired.
Suddenly, Gu Juan saw someone retreating from the group dance circle and joining the crowd beating the rhythm on the sidelines, and then he couldn't bear the pain of continuing to dance anymore, and slipped away without a sound.
Wow
The dancing crowd parted a gap, automatically making way for him to leave.
He thought for a while, but still decided that he couldn't stay away from the bonfire and face unknown dangers in the endless darkness farther away, so he found a nearby place and squeezed himself in.
The two people next to him politely made way for a little space, allowing the retreating judge to join in smoothly.
Gu Juan suddenly narrowed his eyes, and found that just a moment after he withdrew from the group dance team, at least four or five people ran out from the crowd to compete for the suddenly vacant seat.
Heh, the square dance troupe that he couldn't stay with turned out to be a treasure troupe that other people flocked to?
The dream this time was so clear and not scary, but people from these ancient tribes would kneel down and shout that name, and worship its phantom.
Gu Juan tried his best to empty his mind, so that the word "Ji Hou" did not appear in his thoughts. Then he looked at the two people on the left and right who gave up his position, but he was suddenly stunned.
At the same time, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.
Standing beside her were two acquaintances.
The one standing on his left is Hu Yuanwai, and the one on the right is Hu Yuanwai's concubine Xiaoyun.
The two of them didn't seem to know him anymore, they had been beating the beat desperately, their faces distorted to the extreme were full of fanatical expressions, staring straight at the quietly burning bonfire.
Gu Juan's heart skipped a beat, and after carefully observing the crowd standing around him, he realized that, including Zheng Nuyuan, Li Daoshi, Wang Xiucai, and Feng Cunzheng, etc., all of them were familiar faces here, with distorted and fanatical faces , while clapping together with the singing.
Suddenly a terrible thought came to mind.
Is he dead, like them?
Has the body been turned into ashes and drifted in the wind, or is it the expressionLying on the ground with twisted emotions, the body starts to harden and get cold?
A series of gloomy thoughts flashed through his mind, and Gu Juan's mood instantly became irritable. Subconsciously, he grasped the bone of his right finger and touched the hot patrol axe.
Just hack them all to death!
Anyway, these people have already been declared dead. Even if they are still here, they are at most nothing more than puppets under the control of a different kind. What's the point of continuing to exist?
Hacking them to death, forcing them out, and then having a quick battle, even if they die, at least there will be a little movement left behind, which is better than dying in silence like this.
Before he regained his sanity, he had already danced for an unknown amount of time beside the fire, and now he has turned into a crowd of onlookers watching those people dance. This feeling of waiting is really irritating. Distraught to the core.
If he waits any longer, with his analysis and judgment ability that is always critically attacked by reality, he might not be able to analyze anything useful, so he might as well just smash the can and smash it, and forget it with an axe!
Wait any longer, maybe his ashes are floating thousands of miles away!
Boom!
Gu Juan let out a low cry, pulled out the ax suddenly, and slashed at the face of Hu Yuanwai without any warning.
"I'm really sorry I didn't protect you last time!"
Member Hu fell down in response, a head flew high, and then fell towards the direction of the campfire.
Since Gu Juan had already launched a violent attack, he didn't stop, and slashed Xiao Yun's face again.
"Send you a life and death together!"
Click!
The upper half of Xiaoyun's face also flew up high and fell straight towards the campfire.
Crack!
Two heads fell into the fire one after another, and there was a sudden and crisp explosion.
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It was also Gu Pan's sixth night.
It was late at night, and Youxie Town was shrouded in darkness and silence.
Only the two watchmen, wrapped in thick cotton coats and hats, never sleep, come out of the rest room on time, and beat the bang and gong to remind the townspeople.
The first watch at Xushi, the sky is dry and the things are dry, so be careful of fire and candles; the second watch at Haishi, close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft;
Two hours later, two old widowers hired by Youxie Town to be watchmen tightened their worn cotton coats, opened the door and went back to the hut where they lived. First, they took a look at the brazier. The food is flourishing, exuding steaming heat.
Breathing out the cold, the two took off the outermost layer of cotton robes, folded them carefully, and then turned the hourglass upside down, sat around the brazier, and warmed up with the half pot of spirits left.
The watchman is a hard job with black and white, especially when it is approaching the severe winter like now. Every time I go out to watch the watchman, it is a great torture for people. When I go out and come back, it seems that the whole body has no longer listened to the command and has been caught. Frozen to a stiff and numb feeling.
Only when they get through the five shifts at Yinshi can they be considered as having completed a day's work, and they can lie in bed and sleep peacefully until the afternoon of the next day, making up for the lack of sleepless nights.
Suddenly, the wooden door of the hut creaked and was slowly pushed open. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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