This Damned Thirst for Survival

The funeral shop owner quit, "I teach your apprentice to psychic, he is not my disciple yet, I will not do this."

Feng Li raised his eyes from the tea bowl, "If you don't want to, then wait for the psychic technique to disappear."

The funeral shop did not speak for a long time, and suddenly sighed, "Why do you say he is suitable for psychic?"

"He doesn't contain yin, but it attracts yin things," Feng Li said. "He has both yin and yang qi, but they blend in just right. You haven't seen such a special physique yet?"

The funeral shop owner said slowly: "My eyesight has never been as good as yours. What's more, how many times have I met your disciple? It's normal if I can't tell."

Jiang Luo couldn't help taking a deep look at the funeral shop owner.

The owner of the funeral shop is farting.

Obviously when he wanted to open the ring of yin and yang, the funeral shop owner said to him himself, "You have a dead body, you have a yang in your soul, and yin and yang are intertwined. It is really rare." This is more than that, he also said that he "good luck, good soul Close to the body, the yin and yang blend just right", these two sentences can be said more carefully than Feng Li.

He had noticed Jiang Luo's special physique tomorrow morning, why did he lie to Feng Li at this moment?

Isn't he afraid that Jiang Luo will expose him?

The owner of the funeral shop did not move under Jiang Luo's gaze. Jiang Luo retracted his eyes. He did not pierce the lie of the funeral shop owner, but quietly listened to the conversation between the two.

Interesting, the owner of this funeral shop has a secret.

Feng Li said: "You only need to take him to the hospital cemetery to find out. This kind of talent is a waste if you don't learn'psychic', Ji Yaozi, do you teach it?"

The owner of the funeral shop played Tai Chi without panic, "This is not something I can teach if I can teach. I will make a decision after I have seen his skills."

Feng Li was not in a hurry, he nodded slightly and put down the tea bowl.

The owner of the funeral shop looked at Jiang Luo again, "Do you know what'psychicism' is?"

Jiang Luo respectfully said: "The disciple doesn't know."

The owner of the funeral shop said: "Then you understand."

"..." Jiang Luo smiled kindly, "Psychic, should it be dealing with the dead?"

He thought of the black air of the proprietress he had encountered when he was in Hotel 129. The moment he encountered the blackness, Jiang Luo realized the remaining obsession and emotion of the proprietress.

Just like the upper body of a ghost, but not the upper body of a ghost, is spiritism similar to this kind of magic?

The funeral shop owner nodded and shook his head, "It is too narrow to say so."

Jiang Luo asked humbly: "Please advise."

"Everything has spirit, more than just dealing with the dead," the funeral shop owner didn't go on, but instead talked about another thing, "To learn spiritism, it's best to keep the body of a boy. If you ask for the upper body of the spirit, Only if your body is clean and not polluted will you be liked by the righteous spirits. Please come at the moment of crisis. But if you have broken your body and are not a boy, the spirit of the invitation is also an evil spirit. If the upper body of the evil spirit is invited, it is a **** It’s easy to send to the gods and it’s hard. If you are not careful, you will be controlled by evil spirits, and you will eventually be injured and die."

From the first sentence he said, Jiang Luo was stiff without a trace.

Feng Li didn't notice his strangeness, "He is naturally a boy."

The owner of the funeral shop looked at Jiang Luo up and down.

Looking at the two of them, Jiang Luo quickly composed the script in his mind. His expression slowly became humiliating, and his eyes slowly turned red.

If he insists not to say it now, he will only pit himself later, it is better to show it out now.

Jiang Luo didn't believe in Feng Li. Feng Li focused on the Heavenly Master's Mansion. He realized that he was not important enough to let Feng Li confront the Qi family and the Chi family for him.

The fact is that Jiang Luo is Feng Li’s disciple. The Qi family and the Chi family dare to kill him, and the Chi family dare to drug him, or with Feng Li’s permission. They think Jiang Luo would even sue Feng Li. Li wouldn't do anything to them, or he was not afraid of Feng Li.

The Chi family was very fond of Feng Li, so the latter can be ruled out.

But now that Feng Li still thinks he is like a boy, even if Feng Li knows that Qi and Chi are going to attack him, he doesn't know what they did.

Even if Feng Li wouldn't stand up for Jiang Luo, but it would make the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the Chi Family and Qi Family have a rift, Jiang Luo's complaint was worth it.

He pursed his lips, faintly pale, and clenched his fists, looking like he had been insulted by great insults.

The owner of the funeral shop was surprised. He sat up and said, "What's wrong?"

Feng Li frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Say."

Jiang Luo wiped his tears, and said with a forbearance: "Sir, when I was on the ship, I was given medicine by a group of people. They seemed to be from the Chi family, and they said they wanted to use me to lead Chi You out. That medicine is too good. Shamelessly, I... I lost my boyhood that night."

The black-haired youth had a painful look that couldn't bear to think about it, and he took the matter over in a few words, but the despair was evident.

As a young man with outstanding talent and promising future, his virgin body was forced by evil spirits because of being drugged by others. This is too shameful, and it is really irritating. How can there be such a shameless method?

The owner of the funeral shop was dumbfounded, "You and Chi, Chi You—"

With a loud "bang", the solid wooden table in front of Feng Li was torn apart.

Things on the table fell to the ground, the tea bowl shattered, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

The tiles rolled down to Jiang Luo's feet.

The two people in the room instantly held their breath and looked at Feng Li in surprise.

Feng Li's complexion was moody, he didn't seem to be angry, but the aura on his body was extremely terrifying, as thick as the substance. Fragments on the table fell on his robe, and the celestial master in Tang suit was like a statue with deep emotions. He asked without a wave of trouble: "They gave you medicine and made you break the boy's life. body?"

Feng Li looked extremely calm, but such calmness was frightening.

"it's me…"

The floor cracked under Feng Li's feet, and the cracks broke apart, terribly spreading around.

Feng Li's eyes were dark, he turned the jade pull finger on his hand silently, and Jiang Luo shut his mouth in time.

The atmosphere is stagnant, and breathing becomes depressed. The funeral shop owner suddenly stood up, walked hurriedly to Jiang Luo, and said sharply: "Pick up your clothes and let me look at your waist!"

Jiang Luo was puzzled: "My waist?"

The funeral shop owner was too anxious to answer, he stretched out his hand and rolled up Jiang Luo's clothes, only slightly rolled up, and saw a small three moles on the waist of the black-haired young man in an unobtrusive position.

The red mole appeared in a low-key manner on the white and thin waist as if it were drawn up with a pen.

Jiang Luo followed his gaze, only to realize that he had these three moles on his body. He touched the three small moles in surprise, "When did this appear?"

The location of the three small moles is hidden. When the body was full of hickeys a few days ago, these three moles should have been hidden. Jiang Luo took a bath these few days, because he didn't want to see the traces on his body, he didn't even look at the changes on his body in the bath. He only discovered it at this time.

The funeral shop owner looked ugly and murmured, "Oh, oh, oh..."

His expression made Jiang Luo feel bad, Jiang Luo's eyelids twitched a few times, "What does this mole represent?"

Wouldn't it be difficult to break a place, but it would cause trouble, right?

As soon as Jiang Luo finished speaking, he felt a shadow approaching. He looked up and Feng Li walked to his side.

The owner of the funeral shop stepped away from Jiang Luo and solemnly said to Feng Li, "Come and see."

Feng Li stretched out his hand, lifted Jiang Luo's clothes with cool fingers, and looked down.

The three small moles are clear and distinct, and his fingertips gently brushed this place, and the chill suddenly grew on his body.

"He did go to bed with Chi You," the funeral shop owner twisted his eyebrows uncomfortably. "Even the curse of the Chi family's direct line has spread to him."

Jiang Luo: "...what did you say?"

The curse of the Chi family? !

"Since you have that kind of relationship with Chi You, you must also know that the Chi family's direct line never lived to be thirty years old," the funeral shop owner looked at him with complicated eyes. Can’t bear the spirit body, so they die young. But as long as you think about it, you will know that it doesn’t make sense. The Chi family is not only a person surnamed Chi, they also have wives, but they are married to the Chi family. , But also will die before the age of thirty."

"Only a small number of people know about this. We guess that this is the curse of the Chi family's direct line. No one knows who put this curse, and what it is, but everyone who has a couple with the Chi family's line, Three moles like this will appear on the waist and die before the age of thirty."

"Because of this curse, the Chi family's direct line has a bad reputation in the dark."

Jiang Luo's face turned blue, but there seemed to be something flashing in his mind when he heard this.

There seems to be something wrong...

Before he caught him, he heard the funeral shop owner sigh: "Chi You is dead, why would he..."

Jiang Luo's anger rekindled, and he thought of the three moles on Chi You's waist that had been described twice in the original work. He thought it was a simple physical feature, but he didn't expect it to have such a meaning.

Oh shit.

Being humiliated by the enemy in bed doesn't count, it also comes with a curse, even if Jiang Luo dominates the desire competition, it won't make him happy.

But this is what he took the initiative to teach Chi You how to behave himself, and he can only say that he is unlucky.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath and immediately asked what he cared about the most, "How can I break the curse?"

Jiang Luo didn't want to die.

He didn't want to die very, very much.

Since entering this extremely dangerous world, from the first day, Jiang Luo has been trying hard to survive.

He has a strong desire to survive. Although Jiang Luo is always doing some adventures on the edge of life and death, he bursts out powerful vitality in danger again and again. This feeling of survival in danger made Jiang Luo addicted to his scalp trembling, but he liked dangerous excitement, and it didn't mean that he wanted an ending that must die before the age of thirty.

This simply made Jiang Luo laugh with anger.

At this moment, in addition to cursing Chi You, his hostility and killing intent towards the Chi family reached an unprecedented new height.

Damn the Chi family.

The desire to destroy the Chi family and break the curse is high. Jiang Luo felt sullen in his heart. He suppressed the violence and looked straight at the funeral shop owner, waiting for his answer.

The owner of the funeral shop smiled bitterly: "Even Chi You died before the age of thirty... Who else can do it."

Jiang Luo looked cold.

Feng Li put down his clothes, turned around blankly and walked out, "Prepare the car and go to Lianjia."