This Damned Thirst for Survival

At dinner, Jiang Luo was called to the restaurant.

He was the last one to arrive, except for the fate, everyone else came and was eating hot pot around the dining table.

On a table, only Feng Li still had an empty place. Jiang Luo walked over and sat down. As soon as he picked up his chopsticks, Ji Yaozi brought the wine over, "Drink a drink together?"

Drinking small wine and eating hot pot in winter, this is so cool. Jiang Luo pushed the wine glass over and expressed his words with actions.

Ji Yaozi gave him a full cup and gave him a clear look at each other.

Jiang Luo raised his hand, the wine glass was about to reach his lips, and the heavenly master sitting on his left side coldly said: "Let it down."

The smile on the black-haired youth's mouth was stagnant.

Feng Li took the wine glass from his hand and glanced at Ji Yaozi again, unhappy, "Don't pour him anymore."

Ji Yaozi scorned: "I remember he has reached the age to drink?"

"He fell ill yesterday," Feng Li took the glass of wine in front of him, took a sip, and made a decision for Jiang Luo without a word. "Forbid the spicy drinks for a month."

Ji Yaozi glanced at Jiang Luo sympathetically, and reluctantly retracted the bottle.

Lian Qiang and Lian Bing, who were sitting opposite, were still winking at Jiang Luo just now. After listening to what the heavenly master said, they couldn't help but look at each other and smack their tongues.

Heavenly masters are too harsh, but fortunately their masters are not like this.

On the contrary, Jiang Luo laughed out quickly, not caring, "Then listen to Mister."

The doors and windows in the room were closed tightly, everyone was sweating on their foreheads, and there was a thick layer of mist on the glass windows.

The sky outside is getting darker, and the dining table is lively and noisy. Daoist Wei He and Ji Yaozi pulled Feng Li and drank a lot of wine. Seeing their posture, they seemed to deliberately want to get Feng Li drunk.

The meal was fully eaten till nine o'clock.

After nine o'clock, the wind outside gradually became quieter, but another sound came from afar, seemingly to the restaurant.

The juniors who had eaten a long time ago noticed the sound first, and Lian Xue turned his head to listen, and said hesitantly: "Uncle Master, there seems to be music outside."

Even Qiang nodded repeatedly, "Uncle Master, I heard it too."

Dao Wei He put down his chopsticks and listened attentively. There was indeed a sulky sound from outside.

It's far away, but it seems to be on the top of the mountain.

It's weird, how can there be music on this winter night?

Wei He thought for a while, "Go, let's go out and have a look."

The crowd filed out, and Jiang Luo was about to leave when he saw Feng Li still sitting still. As a good student who "respects the teacher and respects the moral", he immediately stopped and asked with concern: "Sir, don't you go?"

Feng Li took his last sip of wine slowly, put the wine glass on the table, took out a tissue and wiped his hands calmly, then stood up and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Luo went to see his look. There was no strange expression on Feng Li's face, his feet were steady, his eyes were clear, and he should not be drunk.

They walked at the end and walked out the gate one after the other. Outside the gate was already full of people with "Wu Sushen".

Someone rubbed their eyes and couldn't believe it, "What's that?"

Jiang Luo passed through the crowd and saw Ji Yaozi's elders standing in the forefront, and the fatalist was also standing in front. The curiosity in Jiang Luo's heart became heavier and heavier, he walked to the side of Ji Yaozi and took a look, couldn't help being taken aback.

Starting from the foot of the mountain, a team of red lanterns was winding on it, and it was halfway up the mountain with gongs and drums. The scarlet fire was bright and dyed the snowy ground red. In the middle of the line, there is also a big red sedan chair.

Dao Wei He said in amazement: "This is the joy of yin marriage!"

In front of the team were slender cats and ghosts. The black cats stepped gracefully on the snow, their hair melted into the darkness, and only a pair of horrible green eyes were shining. Snake ghosts accompany the team on both sides. They ran across the snow, and the sound of sand irritated people's scalp.

The soul-wounding bird hovered in the air and screamed, screaming sternly, combined with the ghostly music.

The gongs and drums were noisy, and on the entire bare and peaceful back mountain, only this team was dancing and singing lively and getting closer and closer.

Dead people with white faces carried the sedan chair. They were dressed in festive red clothes, with the word "囍" sewn in the center of their chests, and their lips were painted with scary red.

Ji Yaozi's face was solemn, "It turned out that a hundred ghosts came to greet each other, who is such a big show?"

Jiang Luo squinted to see those ghosts, "Hundred ghosts?"

"Great ghosts, hanging ghosts, water ghosts, as well as kid ghosts, tomb ghosts, shaggy ghosts..." Ji Yaozi pointed one by one, looking dizzy, "There are still swordsmen."

Jiang Luo was surprised, "I thought the sword-worked ghosts would only appear in the mountains of Linchuan, Jiangxi."

"I think so too," Ji Yaozi said, "but I must have read it correctly. This is the sword-worked ghost. When the sword-worked ghost is infested, there are often strong winds and heavy rains. I said why the evil wind suddenly blew up today. On it."

"How come there are so many ghosts," Dao Wei He was shocked and angry, "What ghosts have to get married from my mountain?!"

Feng Li put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "I can't see them, so if you want to come, let them change their paths."

If they can change their course, they will change course, otherwise they will have a conflict with Hundred Ghosts, and it will only hurt the enemy one thousand and eight hundred. But if they are obsessed with understanding and have to pass from the top of the mountain, then they have to show their hands to deter them.

The children watching the excitement were all driven back. They had never seen this kind of scene. They turned their heads one step at a time, with reluctance on their faces. Lian Xue's three juniors who were unable to protect themselves were also driven back to the yard.

Jiang Luo stayed here, and he said to the funeral shop owner: "I once met the red and white double evil spirits once. This music is not the same as the red and white double evil music."

"Of course," Ji Yaozi said, "Red and white are evil. Although the infernal marriage is a bit in the underworld, it is a happy event after all. These two are not the same."

While talking, this team had already walked halfway through the mountain and came to the top of the mountain.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, this scene is very spectacular. The front of the team was about to reach the top of the mountain, and the bottom was still hovering at the foot of the mountain. Ji Yaozi was too right, and this posture was too big.

Jiang Luo watched and sighed, after becoming a ghost, marriage is more important than others.

Weihe Dao longed for them to change lanes, but this team accurately stopped beside the outer formation that was destroyed during the day, and a long team rounded the entire top of the mountain.

The beating of gongs and drums stopped, and the top of the mountain fell into a dead silence.

Wei Hedao frowned, his throat coughed and his voice was loud and loud, "The top of the mountain is the residence of the old way. You should make a detour. You should retreat. Don't stop here to get in the way!"

As soon as he said this, the other side really moved. Several little ghosts came to the front with the red human skin drum on their backs, knocking on the skin drums on their bodies, and shouted with all their strength: "Our master wants to see the disciple Jiang Luo of the Tianshifu Mansion. Please come out, Mr. Jiang Luo. With a good night tonight, please hurry up to our sedan chair."

After taking a breath, he shouted again: "We used ninety-nine pipa ghost bones for the sedan chair, and ninety-nine pieces of cloth for the wedding gown of the wedding ghost. The cushions were made of skin and flesh, and nine layers of dead skin were sewn. The cushion is soft, the space is breathable, beautiful and delicate!"

After reading it, there was no response to this group of people in shock. Ge Wuchen turned sideways and said with Chi You: "Master, Donor Jiang did not respond. I looked at it, and apart from the fate, Feng Li and Ji Yaozi are also on the mountain. Are we going to continue?"

Chi You raised his lips and said lazily, "Continue until I see people."

Ge Wuchen: "Yes."

After getting the master's order, Ge Wuchen walked to the little devil who beat the drums and handed them the collection of love words that had been prepared, and asked them to read according to the words above. They went to the music team again and let them continue to play the gongs and drums to warm up the venue.

The flower lily walked to him with a dark face and sneered: "Ge Wuchen, you have been giving your master various ways to pursue Jiang Luo for the past two days. Even this yin marriage is your proposal. What's your idea?"

Ge Wuchen smiled slightly, turned the prayer beads, and said "Amitabha Buddha", "The master has someone he likes, and as a subordinate, of course, it is necessary to help the master achieve his wish."

The flower lily looked at him coldly, then turned and left after sneering.

The little ghosts began to say love words, and they murmured as if Jiang Luo would agree as long as they used a lot of strength. Jiang Luo's expression was expressionless when the words of love were written so numbly.

"What do they mean?" Wei Hedao was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, raised his voice, and said with anger, "Who is your master! Let him come out for me!"

Hearing these words, the little ghosts who beat the drums refreshed, as if they had been drilled hundreds of times, neatly--

"Our master, Chi You, is the youngest person in power in the Chi family, the youngest genius in the metaphysical world, and is so powerful that no one has come before. The master is handsome, gentle and considerate, clean and self-conscious, elegant in taste, and perfect in body. Mr.'s characters are in perfect harmony, and they are perfect for each other."

The cat ghost and the soul-breaking bird screamed, as if echoing the words of the little ghosts.

Dao Wei He was so angry that he was shaking his hands this time, "Chi You, Chi You, he dare to be so arrogant--"

Feng Li's face was frighteningly cold, his eyes were calm, looking at these smoky ghosts.

"I just wanted to kill him today, he came," Feng Li's tone was wrapped in cold ice, he slowly turned his finger, "I will meet him."

Jiang Luo shouted, "Sir, wait."

Feng Li paused.

Jiang Luo walked to the Fate Man. He lowered his head and seemed to be extremely intimate with the Fate Man and said: "The Fate Man, you were right before."

He smiled faintly at the destiny, his eyes were full of peace and firmness of trust, "For the metaphysical world, we should all do our best. I want to understand the evil relationship between Chi You and me personally. The metaphysical world destroys a sinful evil spirit."

He Feng Qingyun calmly said what Fate Man wanted to hear most, "I will kill him."

The fate's eyes flickered, and he smiled slowly, "Go."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and gently and gently touched Jiang Luo's forehead hair, like encouragement and hypnotic saying: "Go and kill him."

Standing among a hundred ghosts, Chi You quietly watched Jiang Luo's interaction with the Fate Man.

He squinted his eyes, his smile getting higher and higher, and the light of the red lantern hit the corner of his mouth, reflecting an unknown crooked red.

During the day, Jiang Luo and his master were close to each other, making them more intimate.

In the evening, Jiang Luo and Fateren began to grind together.

Jiang Luo didn't take his words to heart at all.

The surface is cold and innocent, but the inside is always seduce people.

You have to catch him well and give him a lesson.