This Damned Thirst for Survival

When the fatalist stepped into the temple of the true **** as usual, he found that the empty temple was lit with incense again.

He was taken aback, then his eyes lit up. He walked quickly to the door and bowed down, "Senior is back?"

The misty voice of the true **** faintly sounded, "Yeah."

The fatalist settled down, and he smiled and talked about what happened after the true **** left in the past half month. After finishing some little things about Sesame, the Fate Man changed his words and sighed: "You have been away for half a month, but the younger generation has figured out some things."

The true **** said indifferently, "Oh?"

"You previously pointed the younger generation right, the younger generation has decided to correct it if you know it, and admit my mistakes to the people who have been deceived by me," said fatefully. "After I repay my mistakes, please seniors can continue to point the younger generation to achieve their wishes."

Jiang Luo said slowly and rationally: "If you really will change, I will naturally help you."

As far as fateful people can see, there are all invisible "God" characters. These individual spirits corroded the reason of the fatalist day and night, and deepened the fatalist's obsession to become a **** over and over again. After getting an affirmative answer, the fatalist simply said neatly: "After seven days, the Heavenly Master's Mansion will give lectures, and I will admit my mistakes that day to show my determination."

"Then go," the true **** said indifferently, "Let me see how far you can do it."

After the destiny left, Seror smiled, "Jiang, you want him to admit his mistake so much, are you trying to get ahead for Chi You?"

Jiang Luo hurriedly called to deploy staff and snorted, "For him? Guess if I was for him."

Serol curled his lips, Jiang Luo brows and confessed everything happily, then suddenly smiled gloomily, "Fate man, I finally waited until this day."

His smile surprised Seror. Seror always felt that Jiang Luo looked like a devil now.

...

Seven days passed in a flash.

There will be two or three opening lectures in Tianshifu every year, and there will be many people giving lectures each time.

Jiang Luo's identity is sensitive, and instead of coming to the scene, he can only stay aggrieved at the Jokhang Temple.

He can't go, but his friends can get in and pass on the site information to him and the logistics staff of the Scientific Research Bureau.

Dean Xu led Lu with a few people into the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and met the old Heavenly Master within a few steps. He greeted the old master enthusiastically, and the old master glanced behind him, "The kid didn't come?"

Dean Xu knew it well, but pretended to be stupid: "Which child?"

The old master laughed, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me... Forget it, it's okay if he doesn't come."

Lu Yi did not wear cameras on them, allowing Jiang Luo to see everything through the surveillance. Jiang Luo was boring watching them politely, and shared the video with Chi You, "Today the destiny is going to do a big deal, don't you go take a look?"

Chi You sent Jiang Luo a photo of the scene.

Jiang Luo curiously said: "Yeah, did you really go? You haven't recovered yet, are you afraid of being discovered by the boss?"

Chi You said slowly: "I have a lot of puppets."

He doesn't need to go, he can use the eyes of the puppet to see everything.

Even a bird or a bug may become the eyeliner of evil spirits.

Jiang Fuming was jealous.

A few minutes later, Chi You sent him another video.

Jiang Luo didn't know the location, so he opened, and he saw Feng Li's expression indifferent, and Zhou Wudu's apprentices appeared in the video in a hurry. He rushed to the front of Dean Xu, and after looking behind Dean Xu, Air-conditioning even further asked, "Why didn't Jiang Luo come."

The tone can be called a question.

Dean Xu's face remained as usual, "Tianshi, Jiang Luo happens to be out of time today."

Feng Li sneered, "He dare not come to see me?"

The video ends here. Chi You also sent a voice for a few seconds, and in the voice there was only a chuckle of unknown meaning.

Jiang Luo: "..."

Jiang Luo's goose bumps were all up with his smile.

He returned to the real-time surveillance video.

Dean Xu didn't know what he had said to Feng Li, and the atmosphere was silent and stagnant. The old celestial master slowly said, "Dean Xu is right. Jiang Luo has no relationship with you or the celestial master's mansion. If he has time to come and do anything, you shouldn’t ask. ."

Feng Li has lost a lot of weight, the contours of his face are more profound, and his eyes are not bottoming. His aura became sharper, and there was an invisible oppression when staring at people. Now he is like a bladed dagger, and his exposed attack power is uncomfortable.

Hearing the words of the celestial master, Feng Li's expression did not change. "If you don't come to such a big event as opening a lecture, it will only ruin his talent. Is Baihua University so accommodating and conniving to students?"

Dean Xu laughed loudly, "It's better than pulling out seedlings to help."

Feng Li took a deep look at him, then turned and left with his disciple.

The old master sighed again.

The last time the Palace of the Heavenly Master gave a lecture, the person who gave the lecture was a celestial master. This time it was Feng Li himself.

It is visible to the naked eye that many more people came to the Heavenly Master's Mansion this time than last time. The old celestial master has become a past tense, and Feng Li is now the pillar of the metaphysical world.

Dean Xu told the students to spread out and play, watching Feng Liyuan’s back, and seldom telling the truth: "You can take care of him while you are alive. When you die, he can do whatever he wants. , Who can hold him down then?"

The old master smiled, "Are you worried about Jiang Luo?"

Dean Xu wondered: "You said you're just an apprentice. How many people does Feng Li want to be apprentices? Why is he holding Jiang Luo? This fate is similar to that of a husband and wife. It's not sweet."

"You don't use it to imply me," the old teacher said, "Is it because I told him to hold on to Jiang Luo?"

Dean Xu also knows that the celestial master is doing his best, but he has to think about it for his students, "Let's see if you can think of a solution to the future."

The old master was silent for a while, "Don't worry about him, he can't move Jiang Luo."

Half an hour later, Jiang Luo received the news from Zhuo Zhongqiu, "The destiny is here."

Jiang Luo clicked on the video, and in the screen, the fatalist found the celestial master. The celestial master didn't expect the destiny to come, and his expression couldn't hide his consternation. Immediately, the two of them entered a room alone.

Zhuo Zhongqiu waited outside for a while, and soon the old heavenly master and the fatalist walked out again. There was a cloud of suspicion on the face of the celestial master, he summoned a disciple to whisper a few words, and brought the fatalist to the place where he lectured.

Feng Li is giving lectures.

As the youngest celestial master in Tianshifu, Feng Li seldom lectures in person. His words are refined, concise and clear, with a weak tone. Things that can be clearly stated in nine words will never be explained in ten words.

Therefore, his words are extremely obscure. The young people underneath are so dizzy to hear, but they dare not ask or stop, they can only bury their heads in the notebook with question marks and use notes to write down every word that Tianshi Feng said. .

But even if they worked so hard, Feng Tianshi was still disappointed. He swept across the person who was immersed in the notes below, and the corner of his mouth was slightly pressed down. Although he didn't say anything, it seemed to have written the word "waste".

Jiang Luo looked at him and began to sympathize with the people at the scene.

Feng Li is a very unsuitable teacher.

His disciples are talented enough, Feng Li may have taught them some superb knowledge of feng shui for managing ghosts, but he has never had a mentorship with his disciples, and has never even been close to him.

——Only Jiang Luo... Jiang Luo's face was dark, he suppressed the memories that disgusted him.

The thing he hates most and hates most is that after someone approaches him as a friend or relative, he has other thoughts about him.

This was so disgusting that he couldn't think of Xia Qin.

The lecture was originally scheduled for two hours, but Feng Li finished all the lectures in half of the time.

Zhou Wudu and Wang Santan followed the Master closely, and Wang Santan cautiously said: "Sir, have you seen someone with outstanding talents?"

Feng Li said coldly: "What did the old master tell you again?"

Wang San sighed, looked at each other with Zhou Wudu, swallowed, and said, "The old master said...If you are reluctant to bear the little apprentice from the past, then you will accept another one. Let you, let you get back to the original state quickly."

Feng Li wiped his hands for a while, he turned sideways, just about to say something, but saw that the named disciples around the old master were hurriedly inviting some Yuan old people from the metaphysical circle to the inner courtyard.

How is this going?

Feng Li asked Zhou Wudu to come forward and ask. Zhou Wudu came back soon and said honestly: "Sir, they said that the heavenly master invited some friends to sit in the backyard."

Feng Li frowned.

The celestial master didn't tell him that there will be this one.

However, Feng Li has always obeyed him by three points. He didn't think too much, and took someone back to the study.

Dean Xu was also one of the people invited to the inner courtyard.

Before he left, Wen Ren even patted the buttons on his sleeves, put a monitor on Dean Xu's body, and said with a smile: "Go and come back quickly."

Dean Xu gave him a meaningful look and said in a low voice: "Boy, I ask you, is this thing safe?"

Wen Renlian also replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, it is produced by the country, and no one will find out the formation on it."

What's more, the people attending the meeting were all old men, and there was an ancestor who had lived for two hundred years. None of them could find this device as small as a button.

Dean Xu nodded thoughtfully. Wen Renlian reminded him again, "No matter what you see or hear, don't be afraid."

Dean Xu had a point in his heart. He went to find Ji Yaozi, and together with Ji Yaozi, he went to the celestial master.

Ji Yaozi was a little bit disheartened, just as Dean Xu was also thinking about the purpose of the old master, and the two came to the living room quietly.

There were already a dozen elderly people sitting in the living room, all of whom were among the best in the metaphysical world.

There are Master Chengde, a few veterans from Xuanling, and a few principals from twelve colleges and universities who are about to retire.

Dean Xu and them are all acquaintances. After greeting each other, they asked: "This formation is not easy. Who of you knows what the heavenly master is going to say?"

Ji Yaozi looked at it one by one and was taken aback.

These people are the people who knew the predictions of the destiny back then. It's just that there are no people from the Qi family and Chi family, and no people from the Lian family.

He knew from Jiang Luo's mouth that something was wrong with Lian's family before, but he didn't know what happened. Ji Yaozi subconsciously asked, "Did Weihe Daoist come?"

Dean Xu said, "Yes, why didn't you see Junior Lianjia?"

Some people didn’t care about it and said: “It’s not even a day or two to hide from the world, so don’t worry about them. I wonder what the heavenly master wants to do, why don’t people come?”

As soon as the voice fell, the celestial master said loudly: "Come."

Two figures walked in.

After seeing the destiny next to the old master, everyone who hadn't taken it seriously showed a look of surprise. The old guys stood up tremblingly, "Fate?"

After seeing the fate, Ji Yaozi couldn't control his eyes and began to dodge, even a little bit of fear in his heart.

He took a step back and stood behind the crowd.

The fatalist looked at everyone around, smiled gently, and said in a hurry: "I asked the old master to ask everyone to come over and talk about the past and talk about the past."

A bird flew over outside the window and stood on the branch. Dark bean eyes peeked in through the window.

At the same time, somewhere in the basement.

Liao Si smiled and sat next to Chief Wei He, and when he clicked on the video on his mobile phone, the brothers embraced Chief Wei He well.

"The master specifically told me to show you this thing, Dao Wei He, let's take a look together?"

When the video started, there were more than a dozen big acquaintances. Wei He Dao was stunned and couldn't help but cheer up.

When he saw the Fateful Man appearing in the video, Wei Hedao's thoughts were complicated. Although he had already taken refuge in Chi You and Jiang Luo, when he saw the Fate Man again, Mr. Wei He still felt a little ashamed and guilty in his heart.

But soon, the words of the fatal man broke his guilt.

"Everyone here knows that I made a prophecy thirty years ago," Fate said, "I told you the content of that prophecy. I said that Chi You will destroy the metaphysical world."

This scene overlaps with thirty years ago. Thirty years ago, in order to make himself a god, the fatalist used the spirit of words to make the people present believe his prophecy.

Thirty years later, the same is to become a god, but the fatalist wants to overthrow what he once said.

This sentence seemed to be the beginning of a nightmare. The old man who heard this sentence couldn't help but ask with horror: "Isn't Chi You dead? Isn't the prophecy still gone?"

"Yes, he is dead! Didn't he get killed by Chi Zhongye and the others?"

Several old people of Xuan Ling's office said solemnly: "Everyone, don't worry, let the destiny say first. Destiny, why did you suddenly mention this prophecy?"

The fatalist is still smiling, as if what he said is not important, but just trivial things, "You don't need to be nervous, the content of the prophecy will not be realized."

The dozen or so old people who were straining their nerves suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, even Dean Xu couldn't help but relax.

Fortunately, it won't happen anymore.

But the fatalist immediately said: "Because the content of that prophecy is false."

The others froze and looked at the destiny in disbelief.

"I have never predicted the future for the metaphysical world, I only predicted the future for myself," the fatalist sighed, as if sincerely reproaching himself, "In my prediction, he will threaten me. . So I changed the content of the prophecy, deceived you, and let you eradicate the threat for me."

The birds outside the window stared at him closely.

Before the video, Wei Hedaochang's breathing suddenly worsened, as if he couldn't breathe, and there seemed to be a huge fishbone stuck in his throat. It made him dizzy and sweaty.

At this moment, his thirty years of persistence, his family's contribution to the destiny, and the things he did to Chi You's soul... all rolled up surgingly wrapped in a skin of sin.

Unparalleled pain and anger instantly poured into his limbs and corpses. Wei Hedao's long eyes were red, and he suddenly stood up and lifted the table, "Fate, fate, man--!"