In the blinding light, I kept walking upward.

The pillar of light looked very long, hundreds of meters, maybe even thousands of meters, and it was so glaring that I had a vague and strange sense of distance.

After putting away the clown, I was left alone, climbing up the pillar of light.

At first, it was nothing, but as I climbed the time, I gradually had the illusion that I was not climbing a cave, but climbing to the sky, step by step.

The closer I got to the zenith, the higher the temperature became, and I was drenched with sweat and my mouth was so thirsty.

These can be persisted and tolerated, but in the position of my left eye, there is a faint pain like a pinprick in the face.

It doesn't hurt much, but every time a needle prick is like a stab in the eyeball.

Gritting my teeth, I continued to climb up, having forgotten how many steps I had walked underfoot, all I could remember was that the distance was shortening.

I looked up at the hole above, and my left eye ached violently again.

The pain this time was different from the previous times, the first time it was a pinprick prick, but this time it was like a sword piercing into the eye socket and stirring vigorously on the eyeball.

I couldn't help but snort, and cold sweat broke out all over my body.

Sweat flowed wildly down my body, and my brain felt as if it had been torn apart.

I crouched on the ground, holding on to the steps under my feet with one hand, fearing that I might slip down by accident, and covering my left eye firmly with the other.

Just now the clown said that this place is a gathering aperture, and this thing has a complete dispelling effect on yin qi.

My left eye, because Qin Yue used ghost blood, should also belong to the yin eye.

The clown's blood obsession doesn't dare to be illuminated by the pillar of light, not to mention that my eye is just a yin eye.

Fortunately, I didn't feel anything in my right eye, otherwise I would have become blind.

Pulling a strip of cloth from my body, I wrapped my left eye around it to prevent a little light from penetrating it.

After a long pause, I got up and continued to crawl forward, a faint stabbing pain in my chest, and I knew it was the location of the broken rib.

On the left is complete darkness, while on the right, there is a blinding light.

There is still a faint pain in the left eye, but there is a kind of warmth flowing in the right eye, and there is a special sense of comfort.

One left and one right, two sensations came at the same time, which made me feel a special weirdness.

After climbing for a long time, I finally got very close to the aperture, and the only remaining right eye looked over and saw that there were faint symbols around the aperture.

The light, which should have been harsh, looked very soft in my right eye, and I even had the illusion of seeing through the light.

When I stood less than a meter away from the aperture, all the symbols I had just seen with my right eye disappeared, leaving only a large character floating in the light.

The quaint and solemn sense of vicissitudes is coming, and the breath of the years seems to be integrated into it.

The ancient and cumbersome font just appeared in front of my eyes, I don't know what this character is, but it has a long and vicissitudes of life on it, and I can't be wrong.

Looking at such a word, it is like looking at a great man who has traveled from ancient times.

I don't know what the meaning of this word is, but with this kind of atmosphere, it is definitely not simple.

Desperately use his own memory, which is not very strong, to firmly engrave the font in his mind, and when he has the opportunity, he must ask others what the meaning of the word is.

The characters were in the air - they didn't appear for long, only a dozen seconds, and when I was almost all about to write them down, the characters suddenly disappeared.

I tried to remember what I had just seen, and told myself that even if I forgot my last name, I couldn't forget the sketch of the word.

In his right eye, there was a sharp pain.

Unlike the pain in the left eye, the left eye was stabbed with a sword and stirred.

The right eye, on the other hand, is boiling hot, as if there is a fire burning in my eye.

I snorted again, not daring to stop, enduring the intense pain, staring at my right eye, seeing the road under my feet, and rushing out of here.

The screen panned quickly, and in the blink of an eye, I was in a dimly lit room.

A round table with eerie blood flowing and a lit candle on the table.

It's back, it's finally back.

I licked—licked my chapped lips and lifted the strip of cloth from my left eye, which was still faintly painful.

I feel like if I'm a little late, I'm afraid my right eye will burn because of the high temperature.

I had some minor injuries in this game.,The injury is very light.,Only a few ribs were broken in the chest.,Compared to the previous few near-death returns.,This time it's very good.。

After healing my injuries, I didn't hesitate to return to town from the Scarlet Round Table Secret Room.

The air in the town is still so fresh, I take a deep breath when I come out.

You can still vaguely see a lot of figures, working hard in the town.

During this time, whether it is a former old man or a newcomer, you should go through one or two games.

They should know by now that there is no complication here, money, fame, or power, etc., which does not play a role.

Everything can only rely on oneself, and only when you become stronger can you have the possibility of living.

I took another deep breath, pulled out my twin knives, and slowly drew the characters printed on my head on the ground.

The characters were cumbersome, and I paused several times in a row to draw them.

Looking at the characters on the ground, I nodded with satisfaction, although the writing was ugly, at least there were no mistakes, which was good.

In more than ten seconds, I can completely memorize it, which is beyond my understanding of my memory.

After I finished writing, I played with the knife skills taught me by the clown and walked towards the town while studying.

"Taiyi, are you back?"

Luo Ming greeted me with a smile, I haven't seen him for so many days, his physical fitness has obviously improved a lot, and now he doesn't have to breathe when he runs.

The newcomers around him are also a lot more honest, although I don't know if anyone scolds me in their hearts, at least on the surface, they are polite to me.

This time, I didn't see the wolf-headed man who fought with me, including the kid's girlfriend, and the man who used to communicate with me was not there.

"Three people missing?" I turned my head to look at Luo Ming, not sure, maybe there were more than three.

At that time, I was in a hurry to study the incense burner, and I didn't talk to them much, let alone pay attention to their numbers.

What I can remember is that apart from the wolf head who fought with me, there was also a man who stood in front of me and reasoned with me softly.

Also because of the wolf-headed man, I still remember his girlfriend who had nothing to do and made a lot of noise, and was the first to shrink back in case of trouble.

"Four people, to be exact, they've already gone to the game, and they've just been gone for a short time." Luo Ming waved for the newcomers to continue, and he walked back with me from the trail.

"Is it possible that the game of four people will be like what we encountered some time ago?" I said half-jokingly, putting away the black and white knives in my hand.

"It's not very likely, before they entered the game, they all went to Kong Li to borrow the cursed thing. In the early game, the danger is low, and they have a curse in their hands, so they should be able to get through it safely. ”

I looked up at the open-air cinema not far away, "Hopefully, it's best if you don't die." ”