This Damned Thirst for Survival

"Wu Su Nian" as a ci brand name is often used in Taoist poems by Taoist parents. Seeing these three words, Jiang Luo knew that this was definitely the residence of the Wei He Dao chief of the Lian family.

All of them have this style.

Lian Xue knocked on the door, and after a while, a child opened the door. He was about fifteen years old, and he was not surprised by the arrival of the group of people, and said calmly: "Brothers and sisters, please come in with me. Dao Master is waiting for you inside."

The boy led them into the door of the house, and not long after, they saw the chief Weihe who was sitting and waiting in the quiet room.

Weihedao has been over fifty years old, and there are deep scars on his brows that have been wrinkled all the year round. He looks like a serious and upright elder. Seeing that the three people from Lian Xue came back safely, the expression on Weihe Daochang’s face was a little slow. He watched several people back and forth, "The news came a few days ago under the mountain, saying that you are taking advantage of the time when the snow stopped. I ran up the mountain, but the blizzard followed. These days, I don’t know how many people are worried about you. Fortunately, you all have to come in front of me, otherwise I will have to be nagged by your masters and uncles. Go half-life."

Lian Qiang smiled and said: "Uncle Master, if you are worried about us, just say it."

"Why do I worry about you bastards," Weihe said with a long beard and stared, "I said that if I don't go down the mountain for a few days, you can't wait patiently under the mountain?"

When he said this, he also looked at Jiang Luo specifically.

Jiang Luo was still in the midst of piercing the thrill and excitement that the evil ghost liked him. After noticing the sight of Wei He Daochang, he just let his head calm down quickly, recalling what Wei He Daochang had said.

When Wei He Daochang retreats in the back mountain, he would go down the mountain in a week. But a week later, it was inexplicably dragged on for three days. Once three days arrived, a blizzard came and the mountain was covered by heavy snow.

This time difference is too coincidental. Lian Xue and the three people don't have the habit of watching the astronomical phenomenon, but did Wei He Daochang, the town of the mountain and stone of Lian's family, have not predicted the arrival of this blizzard?

Jiang Luo was inclined to what he predicted.

He predicted it, but deliberately dragged him down the mountain, Wei He Daochang's meaning was very clear, he didn't want to get involved in Jiang Luo's contamination. So he borrowed heavy snow to avoid going down the mountain, but did not expect that Lian Xue would take them to take the initiative to go up the mountain at risk.

If Jiang Luo and the others did not go up the mountain, they would not meet the wooden houses and villas, and therefore would not enter the world in the mirror.

But there is another possibility, Jiang Luo thinks differently.

Doesn't Wei He Daoist understand Lian Xue's character? He hasn't come down the mountain for a long time, what will Lian Xue do when he is anxious in his heart, people who are familiar with her will not be able to guess?

Thinking about it this way, they seemed to have been induced to go up the mountain.

Jiang Luo didn't know what kind of situation was Dao Wei He, but he was certain that the blizzard and the mirror formation in the villa were mostly inseparable from Dao Wei He.

Even if it wasn't what he did, he probably knew something.

Maybe even Xue... is not so innocent.

After thinking about so much, Jiang Luo's face still smiled, and no one could see that he had begun to doubt the Daoist Weihe and even the few people present in his heart.

Lian Xue briefly recounted the accident they encountered on the road, and pointed to the three people who collapsed on the chair and said: "Master, after their death in the mirror world, they can't wake up in reality. Look at what happened to them, besides them, Lian Bing also suffered serious injuries in the mirror. There are also disciples of Feng Tianshi..."

Lian Xue turned to look at Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo shook his head, and said modestly: "Let's show the seriously injured people first."

When Wei He Daochang heard the words, the frowning of his eyebrows eased a little, Jiang Luo seemed to be a kind and friendly temper, which made him feel a little calm.

He had a bottom in his heart, but he was much more relaxed. Wei He Dao got up and took the pulse for the three people one by one. He pondered for a long time, his face gradually became serious, "The three of them are not in a good condition. If they are a little careless, they will not be able to open their eyes in this life. Even Qiang , You take the two boys, send them to the pharmacy first, and I will go over and take a closer look later."

Lian Qiang took them out with someone, and Li Xiao was worried about his classmates, so he left the quiet room with him.

Dao Wei He looked at Lian Bing again, "Go and soak in the holy water. You have to soak for at least seven or forty-nine days to get well."

Lian Bingsun said: "Uncle Master, why is it so long?"

"It takes a long time to raise your wounds and bones. Your soul body has been bitten off by half of your body. It's a good thing to stand up now. You still think it's too long?" Wei He Daochang's voice became higher, "Go away and soak. !"

Lian Bing hurriedly got out. At this time, only Jiang Luo was left in the quiet room.

Dao Weihe looked at him for a while, and Lian Xue interjected: "Uncle Jiang, Brother Jiang Luo came here to clean up the filth. I once said to Heavenly Master that we can restore Senior Brother to the original state in a month, but Now, there are only ten days left in a month, what can I do?"

"Don't worry," Dao Master Weihe took the two of them out, "His master will go up the mountain in these two days, and there is no need to struggle with the one-month deadline."

Jiang Luo was a little surprised, "My master?"

"Yes, your master," Wei Hedao said in a long conversation, "Lian Xue, you go and see your junior brother first."

Lian Xue glanced at Jiang Luo worriedly, and stopped obediently, "Yes."

Dao Wei He led Jiang Luo out of the house and walked to the back of the courtyard. Jiang Luo paid attention to his every step, allowing his steps to accurately step into the footsteps of Weihe Daolong, so as not to fall into any formation trap.

Behind the courtyard is a cluster of dry and bald woods, with heavy snow falling from the branches from time to time.

After Jiang Luo followed the Weihe Road for a while, he found that there was a brick under his feet and the thick snow gradually became thinner. After dozens of steps forward, the shadow of the snowflakes was gone. In the moist soil, it was small and soft. The grass came into view.

The dead branches come out in spring, and buds emerge. It seemed to walk all the way from winter to deep spring, until he walked to a pool with white mist in the heat, then Wei He Daochang stopped and said: "There are two springs outside the water in Tianbi Lake, and the one in the ancestral house is a big spring. The eyes flow is the clear cold spring. The small spring eyes are deep in the mountains, and the flow is the hot spring. What your brother Lian Bing soaks in the room is the hot spring water carried from here. Lian Xue said that your body is heavily filthy , Go down, let me see how serious it can be."

Jiang Luo tactfully refused: "This is not so good, right."

Although he also wanted to soak in a hot spring, Jiang Luo was afraid that he would not be able to get out of Lian's house if the spring eyes were blackened.

His meaning was clearly on his face, and Dao Master Wei He naturally saw it. The fifty-something old man laughed and said with a bit of arrogance: "Just go down, this Koizumi's eyes will never be stained by you."

Since he said so, all right.

Jiang Luo shrugged, put down the things on his body, and took off his heavy clothes. He went down into the spring with only a thin sweater.

The heat hit, and the height of the spring water was reaching Jiang Luo's waist. He found a place to sit, leaving only his shoulders above the water surface, and could not help but sigh comfortably.

Although the water of Tianbi Lake can make the area that flows through become warm in spring, it can't change the temperature in winter. In the winter, being able to soak in a spring of hot water in this vibrant environment, Jiang Luo's soreness also eased a lot.

He dissipated the mist that filled the water with the palm of his hand, and began to watch the changes on the water surface.

The Chief Wei He who was standing by the shore was also watching.

But he didn't worry much. Although Koizumi's eyes are only the size of a small kitchen, it is much more effective than Daizumi's eyes.

Why the elders of Lian's family like to retreat in the back mountain is because of this small spring pool. Weihedao spends his days on the mountain all year round, and the effect of Koizumi’s eyes is very clear. Even if twenty people infested by evil are dropped into the spring at the same time, as long as he can stand, Koizumi will be able to control it in a quarter of an hour. All the filth on these people was washed away.

It's not an exaggeration to be authentic, the Chief Wei He feels that there is no one in this world who can't be cleansed by Koizumi Pond.

In addition to washing away dirt, the water in Koizumi's eyes has a more important function, which is to wash away people's desire for corruption.

Every time after soaking in Koizumi Pond, people will become sane and refreshed, and their desires will be reduced. It is also easy to let go of the frustrated dissatisfaction that is entangled in the heart. If you soak for a long time, you can achieve the "no desire and no demand" pursued by even the family.

Dao Wei Wei walked away slightly, but when he returned to look at the pond, his eyes widened and he didn't dare to say: "How is this possible!"

I saw a circle of pure black dirt slowly overflowing from Jiang Luo's side in the crystal clear spring water. The pollution extended outwards at a slow but constant speed. Instead of dissolving the black pollution, Koizumi Pond was continuously eroded by the pollution. Amidst the astonishment of the micrograin road, half of the spring water was swallowed in a flash.

Dao Wei He couldn't believe his eyes, and muttered, "How can this be...this is Tianbichi water, but Koizumi's eyes..."

The black water whale swallowed the tiger, and it didn't slow down at all because it was the water from Koizumi's eyes.

Jiang Luo coughed awkwardly. Seeing that Dao Master Wei He's hand was shaking with anger, he took the initiative to say: "Master Dao, I should go out of the spring, right?"

Wei He Daochang took a deep breath, waved his big hand, and stared at the pool water closely, "Don't move, keep soaking, at least you need to soak for a quarter of an hour."

After waiting fifteen minutes, Chief Wei He looked at the water that was so dark that there was no ripple, and he had nothing to say: "..."

His beard trembled, Yu Guang was taken aback when he saw the opposite, and suddenly calmed down, "Fate, you are here."

Jiang Luo followed his gaze.

Amidst the greenery, a fateful man covered with a layer of snow slowly walked over. His skin was pale. It stands to reason that with such a white skin, it is easy to see the bruises under the skin, but Jiang Luo has never been destined. See this in people.

The Fate Man’s long hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were almost white as a snowman. When he raised his eyes to look at the person, his pupils almost lost their color.

He doesn't look like a person.

The fatalist walked to the spring and looked down at a pool of black spring water.

The heat was lingering around him, and Jiang Luo almost felt like he would melt in hot water.

The Fate Man is here?

Shouldn't he be in the Heavenly Master's Mansion?

Wei He Dao long sighed and said ashamed: "In a quarter of an hour, this water will be like this."

Jiang Luo himself felt that the filth on his body seemed to be more serious than under the mountain.

Among the wooden barrels at the bottom of the mountain, he can dye a wooden barrel black with water in fifteen minutes. When it was the turn of this larger fountain, it was no more, no less than fifteen minutes.

The water has increased, but the time has not changed much.

The fatalist nodded lightly.

He wore a white robe, as if a gust of wind would follow the wind. Jiang Luo didn't know what he was going to do, but the next moment, the Fate Man stepped up and gently stepped into the black spring water.

Dao Wei He immediately said: "Fate man!"

Fate and humanity: "No problem."

He was completely in the water.

The movement of the fatalist made black water ripples, and the slightly fluctuating fountain began to sway from his waist. The fatalist raised his eyes to look at Jiang Luo, and walked towards Jiang Luo slowly.

Jiang Luo's muscles involuntarily tightened, rising vigilantly instinctively.

The half-length robe of the Fate Man was wet with water, but he didn't care.

While he was walking, the sewage on his side suddenly began to be purified, and the sewage instantly faded to black and turned into a clear and transparent color again.

Every time he took a step towards Jiang Luo, Qing Shui quickly followed him to purify the black water. At the end, only the black water beside Jiang Luo was still lingering.

The Fate had already walked in front of Jiang Luo.

He stretched out his hand towards Jiang Luo, those light-colored pupils that seemed to hide the vicissitudes of life with a gentle smile, he said: "Come."

Jiang Luo twitched his fingers under the water, then raised his hand with a smile and placed it in the hand of the fate.

At the moment when the two of them touched their hands, Jiang Luo's fingers were blackened with the remaining water droplets in the hands of the fatalist. The Fate Man glanced down and closed Jiang Luo's hand.

Suddenly, starting from the tips of Jiang Luo's fingers, every drop of black-stained water on the young man's body quickly became clean and transparent. In a blink of an eye, there was no drop of black-stained water in the pool.

Jiang Luo's eyes flashed, and suddenly he became admired, and he took the initiative to say: "You are amazing."

The fatalist smiled and said, "This is nothing."

He put down Jiang Luo's hand, his face was condensed with water droplets from the mist, and he drew in a lot from an unreachable distance, and even made the fatalist look a little soft. He said: "You come to the middle of the pool. ."

Jiang Luo obeyed his words and walked to the middle of the pool.

The fatalist left the pool, and at the moment he left, the black water on Jiang Luo's body appeared again. The fatalist raised his hand, his slender fingers hanging down. A drop of blood overflowed from the fingertips of his left **** and dripped into the pool water.

The Tianbi Pond, unable to resist the black water, seemed to have infinite strength, and began to continuously swallow and purify the filth from Jiang Luo's body.