This Damned Thirst for Survival

Feng Li followed the monk to a cave.

The sound of the water pattered, listening to this sound, it seemed that there was a dark river flowing inside. Feng Li's face was pale. Although he followed the enemy to unknown places, he was not worried.

As the youngest celestial master in the celestial master's house, he is revered and feared by countless people, so he naturally has the confidence that he will go deep into Longtan and Tiger's Lair and retreat all over his body.

After walking for a while, Ge Wuchen stopped, turned and respectfully said: "Tianshi, my master is right in front, please go in."

Feng Li glanced at him lightly, and walked in without rush.

Soon, Feng Li saw a familiar black figure by the dark river.

The celestial master's sharp eyes narrowed, meaning unclearly: "Chi You."

The evil spirit turned his head, the handsome man was pale, his lips were raised high, his tail was dragged, and the mysterious ripples of the dark river reflected in his profile. He slowly said: "Heavenly master, it's been a long time."

Feng Li turned the jade pull finger in his hand, his aura was so fierce and oppressed, his killing intent was terrifying.

"The heavenly master does not need to be so nervous," the evil spirit shrugged helplessly, "I invite you to come, just want to talk about cooperation with the heavenly master."

"Cooperation?" Feng Li mocked, "Cooperation will sell you my disciple?"

The evil spirit burst into laughter, and the laughter kept reverberating in the cave. It was weird and gloomy. After a while, he stopped with difficulty and apologized: "It's rude, but the words of the heavenly master are too funny, just like Jiang It's the same thing as yours."

Feng Li straightened his lips displeasedly, his fingers stamped on his chest, and the evil spirit said slowly: "Does the heavenly master want to know those little secrets?"

Feng Li had a meal.

The evil spirit looked back at the dark river, "This is the water from Lianjia Tianbi Lake. It will flow to the large spring pool in the old house. The effect of holy water must have been experienced by the celestial master. I have to say that it is very useful."

Feng Li put his hand down, he looked at the dark river, and said with a slight mockery: "Ge Wuchen, who betrayed the Buddha, actually took refuge in you. The previous leader of the Chi family really should not be underestimated. He can still have such a great ability after he died. Compared with Chi Zhongye, you are too strong for him."

The evil spirit smiled, and the gentleman lightly said, "Thank you."

Feng Li turned his fingers around, "How do you know the relationship between me and Ji Yaozi and the fatalist?"

"In addition to you, there are a few people who know this, they all know more than you," the evil spirit said, "such as—"

"The fatalist treats your body as the shell of his second body."

Feng Li suddenly smashed the jade finger on his finger, his eyes sank, and after the storm passed by, he calmly asked, "What else do you know?"

The evil spirit said casually, "A lot."

Feng Li had to say anything more, the evil spirit suddenly said "Huh?", looked up, and stretched out his hand into the air.

A mass of paper ash suddenly appeared in the air, slowly condensing into a bluish-white card in the hands of the evil spirit. The evil spirit stared at the piece of paper for a long while, and his smile suddenly changed a bit. He smiled and said, "Unexpectedly..."

Feng Li frowned. The evil spirit held the card between his fingers and put the card in his pocket. His attitude became a little absent. He said, "Let's speed up, Heavenly Master."

He looked at Feng Li, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes, and said softly, "I'm still waiting for a date."

Feng Li's eyes were blank for a moment, and his eyes were lost and stiffened in place as they lost their mind.

The evil spirit sighed: "Heavenly master, it is really not easy to control you. Even now, I can only give you some hinting commands that you can't notice. I used to want to make you mine. Puppet, but who caused your apprentice to attract most of my attention? I have given up on you."

"Originally, I wasn't going to attack you so soon," the evil spirit sighed, "but you and Jiang Luo are too close."

He said: "This makes me very unhappy."

"If you want to learn psychic skills, it is best to keep the boy's body," Ji Yaozi gave Jiang Luo a special look. "Because the boy's body has the most yang energy, it is easy to gather clean aura. But you don't have to struggle now, you can do it. Do as good as you can."

Jiang Luo nodded, "Lao Ji, what exactly is spiritism?"

"All things have spirits," Ji Yaozi said, "people have spirits, ghosts have spirits, and animals and plants have spirits. The spiritism you have understood before is just a technique for dealing with ghosts. It is too monotonous. But spiritism. Techniques are not that strong either. Although everything has an aura, you can only choose to practice in the same way. The level of psychic training you can reach depends on the number of chakras in your body."

Ji Yaozi stretched out his hand, and a sharp needle suddenly flew out of his sleeve, passed through the fallen leaves of the tree, turned and flew back, and stopped in front of the two of them.

"What I choose is the instrument spirit," Ji Yaozi said, "the spirits of all things have their own will, and they will choose you in the opposite direction. I like refiners and spend the longest time with artifacts. Fortunately, they also like me. , We have the same intentions and learn spiritism to get twice the result with half the effort, so you have to choose a direction that suits you best."

Ji Yaozi retracted the pointed needle, "Some people call my hand Yuqi, but it's correct."

This hand is so handsome, Jiang Luo watched with all his attention, "Then you have trained to become a weapon, is it impossible for other people to practice?"

"Also," Ji Yaozi raised his chest slightly, "but if they are not as talented as mine, they will only be second forever, and they won't be able to surpass me."

Always second, this is too awkward.

Ji Yaozi said: "Which aspect are you planning to use spiritism?"

Jiang Luo asked humbly, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Ji Yaozi thought for a while, and talked with his hands behind his back, "This spiritism can encompass everything, whether it is geomantic omen, thunder and lightning, or gold, wood, water, fire and earth. As long as you practice well, either of them is powerful. You can do all these things in front of you. Feel the sensations and see if you can feel the spirit in them."

Jiang Luo nodded in understanding, "I will think about it."

What kind of things can be used at any time, are powerful and changeable?

Jiang Luo really likes green plants, but the growth of green plants also needs the cooperation of the environment. If in winter, in the deep sea, in the wasteland without green plants, even if he has mastered the spirit of plants, it will not be able to exert its effect.

"This is really not easy to choose. After all, there are so many spiritual things. Who knows which one is the most suitable for you?" Ji Yaozi said in a good way. Items."

Jiang Luo nodded, and suddenly said, "So can Yan Ling have a choice?"

Ji Yaozi was taken aback for a moment, and then his face darkened slightly, "Someone has already chosen Yan Ling. Under the circumstances that he has chosen, you'd better not choose the same thing as him."

Jiang Luo thoughtfully, after thanking Ji Yaozi, went back to the room to continue reading.

But after flipping through a book, Jiang Luo still didn't know what to use to channel spirits.

Of course, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are ok, but the five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. As long as you learn one of them, there is another way to crack it. Moreover, Jiang Luo is a greedy person, he is not willing to learn only one.

He wanted to suppress the evil spirits and protect the people he wanted to protect, so this choice was too prudent, and Jiang Luo's attitude could not be overstated.

When he looked up from the book, the sky outside was already dark.

Ginseng essence was carefully removing the rose flower on the table, squeezing two tears into the vase. With the tears of five hundred years of ginseng essence, even in the evening, the rose bloomed beautifully and scorched the eyes.

Jiang Luo said, "What are you doing?"

The ginseng doll seemed to have been woken up by him, so she slapped her spirits so hard, scratched her head, and honestly said: "I'm watering the flowers."

Jiang Luo looked out the window, "Don't water it, it's dark."

The ginseng doll responded with a slow response, returned to the bed slowly, and fell asleep quickly on the side of Jiang Luo's pillow.

Jiang Luo lay down after washing, his nose is full of mint smell of toothpaste. He looked at the ceiling for a while, the talisman in his hand turned wrinkled at his fingertips, and finally put it away, slowly closing his eyes.

Since coming to the top of the mountain, he has only met Chi You once in a dream.

I have to say that the "crazy pursuit" mentioned by the evil spirits really aroused Jiang Luo's interest.

——He can give alms to the evil spirits to meet.

"Master, please believe me, this time Donor Jiang will definitely look at you with admiration."

Ge Wuchen's voice is not in a hurry, and he is confident, "You only need to show your strength, financial resources and ambition, and the donor Jiang will naturally be overwhelmed by your charm."

No one knows how to make others feel good about themselves and win over their subordinates with personal charm. No one knows this better than Chi You. But how to pursue Jiang Luo, this is indeed Chi You's first time.

And he didn't want to treat Jiang Luo in the past.

In fact, Chi You even wanted to kill Jiang Luo when he realized that he liked Shang Jiang.

Only when Jiang Luo died, would he completely belong to him. But after Ge Wuchen knew his thoughts, he immediately persuaded him to let go of this thought. What if Jiang Luo died, he wouldn't become a demon?

Or what if death affects his character so that he will no longer make Chi You feel so interesting?

Chi You was persuaded by him.

After all, the current Jiang Luo is not the previous Jiang Luo, even Chi You, there is no guarantee that Jiang Luo will disappear in this world after his death.

On the bed, Chi You lazily closed his eyes, and his pale face was slightly sickly pale, with a faintly excited smile on the corner of his mouth. On the tidy bed, this smile and the neat suit that he wore when he fell asleep Appears quite neurotic.

"Strength, ambition?" He snorted, "Ge Wuchen, what do you want to do?"

"I just put into a dream the appearance of the metaphysical world you will rule in the future, and show the donor Jiang a look at your master's power," Ge Wuchen smiled unchanged, "More than that, I have also notified Teng Bi. , He will let Donor Jiang’s friends follow Donor Jiang into their dreams. In the dream, your relationship with Donor Jiang can be honestly known to that group of humans."

Chi You thought of Wen Renlian's repulsive attitude towards him when he was close to Jiang Luo at the hot pot restaurant, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, "This is a good idea."

Ge Wuchen smiled slightly and worried again: "Master, but is this dream world too dangerous?"

"The more dangerous the better," Chi You said leisurely, "he will like it."

He tapped his fingers on his abdomen happily, "And I can save the beauty as a hero."

Ge Wuchen nodded, "Then master, I won't bother you."

He exited the room and closed the door. After standing there for a few seconds, Ge Wuchen walked to the door and found the coyote, asking him and Tengbi to convey the news that they were ready to do it.

Teng Bi said: "I see."

After the beaver's voice no longer sounded in his mind, Teng Bi looked at the people lying in the room and pursed his lips.

At dinner time, he ordered something and everyone passed out. Thanks to the time coming for the trial, in order to avoid accidents caused by the lack of people, everyone lived in Lu Yi's apartment, and even Seror from abroad came back with him.

Teng Bi remembered what Ge Wuchen had said to him in the afternoon.

"At night, you let those people enter the master's dream with Jiang Luo," Ge Wuchen said, "I will persuade the master to show the master's appearance after ruling the metaphysical world in the dream, only to let Jiang Luo realize that world. Jiang Luo will stop the master from the harm of the situation."

He repeated: "In this world, only Jiang Luo can hold the master and let the master give up such terrible thoughts."

"You don't want them to die either, Tengbi." Ge Wuchen said last.

Tengbi recovered, he wanted to sigh, and said to himself: "I know."

He took out the needle, first walked to Lu Yi's side and squatted down, pierced Lu Yi's finger, and took a drop of blood to the center of Lu Yi's forehead.

Unconscious Lu Yi frowned, his fingers struggled.

Teng Bi clenched his hand and pressed the needle-like wound with a cotton swab. He quietly looked at Lu Yi's face.

"I hope you know my name is Empress Tengbi..." he said, "you can also invite me to dinner for New Year's Eve, friend."

Jiang Luo opened his eyes, and the dazzling light on the ceiling made his eyes hurt.

He covered the light with his hand, turned around and found that he was in a hotel.

This room is extremely dilapidated, like a small hotel that can live in one night for fifty yuan. The bedding on the bed was spilled with beer, and there were holes made by cigarette butts. The ceiling and wall were glued with newspapers in many places, and some newspapers fell in half, exposing the moldy wall covering underneath.

This time the dream is a little different.

Jiang Luo lifted the quilt and walked to the table with the wall. The touch on the wall was so real that it was doubtful whether it was a dream. He walked to the table and sat down with a notebook on the table, which turned out to be Jiang Luo's own handwriting.

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, and became interested in the dream content that Chi You created this time. He opened the diary, and there was only the first page in the diary.

It contained a short half-page of content, from which Jiang Luo found that he had a new identity in his dream. He was still named Jiang Luo, but he was a love brain who dropped out of school before finishing college and ran away with a wild man. Now, he is eloped with his "husband" to a small hotel.

He and his "husband" have spent all their money, and his "husband" decided to stay here to work for a period of time to fight for the next travel expenses. At this moment, his "husband" is working outside and will be back from get off work until six o'clock.

Jiang Luo looked up at the clock on the wall. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and his "husband" was about to return in one hour.

This dream seemed interesting, Jiang Luo got up and turned the room around.

He found a cell phone by the pillow, and the phone book contained only one number for "husband". In addition, there is also a QQ and WeChat.

Jiang Luo clicked on QQ, and found that there was a group of Class 01 of Natural Science and Social Studies of Shirakaba University who said "If you have something, please burn incense".

There are a few people in the group, and their avatars are all online, but Jiang Luo's finger moved a few times on it, but he still didn't click in.

Lu Yi, how could they be in the dream, it is probably the same as the dummies in the classroom last time.

Forget it, Jiang Luo temporarily put down the phone, and then checked the things in the room.

The poor and broken hotel can be seen clearly at a glance. When Jiang Luo went to check the toilet, he found that the toilet mirror was torn apart and broken into several pieces.

Large and small fragments were barely framed in the mirror, illuminating Jiang Luo's face distorted and split, faintly weird.

The mirror in the toilet is broken, which is not a good sign. Jiang Luo turned around and went out of the bathroom, walked to the bed and called the hotel reception.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

After a while, the phone was dialed, and a male voice came from the other side, "Hello, guest of 203?"

203. Jiang Luo wrote down the number of the room, "The mirror in my toilet is broken. You can have someone repair it."

Unexpectedly, the service attitude of this hotel is very good. "Good guests, we will send someone to fix it now. Please wait patiently for a minute."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Jiang Luo to respond. Jiang Luo felt a little weird. He looked up at the clock on the wall, the second quickly turned around, and just after a minute, there was a knock on the door.

The knock on the door rang rigidly three times.

Jiang Luo slowly walked into the door, frowning involuntarily.

Surprisingly, the soundproofing of such a small hotel is not good enough. Why hadn't he heard any footsteps at all for 60 seconds before someone walked to his door?

There were cat eyes on the door, and Jiang Luo walked over and looked out with cat eyes. The corridor was dark and there was nothing.

There is no one outside, how did the knock on the door come from?

Jiang Luo hadn't stepped away from the cat's eye, he took a closer look, but with good night vision ability, he really didn't see anything in the dark corridor this time. Jiang Luo was about to leave the door when the door was knocked three more times.

Grass.

Jiang took a step back and walked away from the door.

Sure enough, there is something weird.

Jiang Luo didn't have a Yin-Yang ring or talisman on his body. He tried Jie Yin and painted talisman himself, but found that none of them worked. It seems that Chi You wants to play a big game this time.

Jiang Luo sneered, and he didn't guess wrong. The crazy pursuit that the evil spirit said was to play him to death.

The hotel phone by the bed rang suddenly.

Jiang Luo walked over and picked up the microphone. The hotel owner's voice became a little bit more intolerant than before, "Guest, our people are at the door of your room, why don't you open the door for him?"

Jiang Luo lied without changing his face, "Have you arrived? I didn't hear it. Did he knock on the wrong door?"

The hotel owner definitely said: "No knock is wrong. He is waiting at door 203. You will open the door for him soon, otherwise..." His voice became gloomy, "Otherwise, guest, you have to tell a lie. Fined."

Jiang Luo hung up the phone directly.

The phone started to ring frantically in the next second, and the posture seemed to shake from the table to the ground immediately. At the same time, the knocking outside the door also sounded. Jiang Luo stood beside the phone coldly. After not knowing how long, the phone finally stopped and the sound outside the door also stopped.

Before Jiang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, his phone vibrated again.

Jiang Luo frowned and picked up the phone, and found an unread text message in the mailbox.

He clicked on the text message, which was a candid photo.

The protagonist who was secretly photographed was him.

The black-haired youth was standing in front of the bedside table, looking down at the phone, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, and a faint blue light reflected on his face.

There is also a threatening sentence attached underneath: [Open the door! ! ! 】

Chill rose from behind, Jiang Luo took a deep breath and began to compare the angle of the candid shot.

From the bottom to the top, within two meters...

His gaze slowly moved to the bottom of the bed.

The bottom of the bed was thirty centimeters wide. From his perspective, there was nothing under the bed, so dark.

Is there a person hiding under the bed in the room?

...Or is it a ghost?