This Damned Thirst for Survival

From the root to the end, every hair is so white that it won't be stained with dust, which is much better than the white hair dye in the barbershop.

Jiang Luo and the black-haired youth in the mirror looked at each other, and frowned.

Kuang Zheng looked at his face and praised it strangely: "It's pretty."

Lu Yi came over and said, "Jiang Luo, did you go out to dye your hair today? You just dyed it so little, you can't see it unless you look closely. But let alone, the effect is pretty good."

Jiang Luo silently picked out this strand of white hair from his black hair. Indeed, as Lu Yi said, the white hair was like a stream of beads, which seemed to be a decoration in his hair, and his coldness eased his appearance. Brilliantly brought. But although it looks good, Jiang Luo feels particularly upset.

Being robbed of vitality by ghosts, what is robbed of is vitality and youth. This strand of hair will still grow, but no matter how long it is, it will always be white hair, as if it has stepped into the twilight.

As a designer who stays up all night to make pictures, nothing is more important than hair. If the evil spirit was still standing in front of Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo would have already hit the evil spirit's handsome face with indignation.

He concealed his white hair in his black hair with a calm face. Fortunately, there was only one strand of hair that was robbed of vitality. Otherwise, his hairstyle would not be good-looking, but would be considered non-mainstream.

After dealing with the fall into the river, the group set off to return to school. The other people exchanged a few glances when Jiang Luo didn't see it.

They didn't believe what Jiang Luo just said, but in order not to irritate Jiang Luo, they followed Jiang Luo's words and changed the subject.

If it were for nothing, how could it be possible that the car and the car would crash into the river?

They guessed that Jiang Luo thought of Chi You again on the way back, or Chi You appeared to confuse Jiang Luo again, that made Jiang Luo dazed and fell into the river in the car.

This time and again unexpected events made them feel very sorry for Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo is no longer the same Jiang Luo he used to be. He studied so hard to become stronger, isn't he just to help Chi You become stronger?

The prodigal son always makes people feel soft when he turns around. They have regarded Jiang Luo as a companion, and they can't watch Jiang Luo fall into this hopeless love affair. During the day when Jiang Luo was away, they also gathered together for a small meeting, determined to prevent Jiang Luo and Chi You from meeting. But this was not enough. They also planned to adopt Zhuo Zhongqiu's suggestion to encourage Jiang Luo to start a new relationship.

Isn’t the saying that the most effective way to replace a previous relationship is to start a new relationship?

Jiang Luo didn't know their plan at all. After returning to school, he went back to the room and continued to study the Yin-Yang ring.

The twelve golden mantras of the Yin-Yang ring can form twelve zodiac signs, but the stronger the zodiac, the higher the requirements for Jiang Luo. Like a dragon, Jiang Luo wanted to summon it to take a look, but with his current strength, he still couldn't control the twelve inscriptions and secret spells to form the shape of a dragon.

Jiang Luo wasn't in a hurry. After he got used to the feeling of controlling the golden mantra for a while, he was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Lying on the bed, the long-lost sense of peace of mind hit his heart. Before falling asleep, Jiang Luo thought about a lot of things in a mess, and finally thought, can the Jinwen Secret Mantra see through Chi You's puppet?

Sleepiness rose slowly.

Forget it, think about this tomorrow... Jiang Luo slowly fell asleep.

That night, Jiang Luo slept extremely steadily, without even dreaming. When he opened his eyes again, it was already the moment when the sun was rising.

Jiang Luo stretched out, raised his hand, and the sunlight passed through his fingers, casting bright and mottled light and shadow on the quilt.

He looked at him dreamily for a long time before getting out of bed and taking a shower.

The weather today is very good, the clouds fly low, and the sky is blue as water.

Jiang Luo stood on the balcony and admired the morning scenery for a while, feeling that he had traveled through the most relaxing day so far. The corners of his lips were raised, and he carefully observed the appearance of the school. In this way, he saw a crop field not far away.

There was a slice of green onion, tomato and cucumber planted in it. Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, thinking of the unpalatable meal in the cafeteria, and seldom thought of cooking by himself.

If he said nothing, he went downstairs to pick some vegetables, went to the canteen to borrow a place, fry a plate of tomatoes and eggs, and mixed a plate of cold dishes.

But when he came out, he saw that one or seven people in Lu were waiting for him with rice and smiling faces.

Jiang Luo resignedly put two dishes on the table, "How do you know that I am here?"

Wen Renlian smiled and said: "The time for the next level is out. One month later, the location has changed to Xiangxi. We want to tell you the news. Who knows that the dormitory aunt said that you came to the cafeteria to cook."

During their conversation, the two dishes had been caught by one person and one chopstick. Lu Yi poured the tomato and egg juice into the rice, carefully not to waste a drop, "Jiang Luo, you can actually cook!"

Jiang Luo grabbed the white rice, tasteless, "This kind of thing, can't you learn it once you learn it?"

Ge Zhu vicissitudes of life smiled, "No, we can't learn, in order not to be starved to death, we can only eat food in the cafeteria."

But he was very optimistic, "The food in the cafeteria is not good, the only good thing is that you don't need money and you are full."

Jiang Luo asked sincerely: "Why didn't the school change a chef?"

"The people who know that our metaphysical circles exist are not simple, and those who are chefs are even rarer," Zhuo Zhongqiu said. "The cook of our school is not an ordinary person. He is the master of our dean. He was invited by the dean. After I arrived at school, I didn't want to be a teacher, so I changed my job as a cook."

Seeing them pitifully surrounding two small empty dishes, Jiang Luo helplessly went to the kitchen to fry two hard dishes.

Lu Yi and Ye Xun were waiting beside them with rice bowls. Lu Yi was moved with tears in his eyes, and he took a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, "Uuuu, it's delicious."

Ye Xun was a little more calm than him, "You haven't eaten yet."

Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile, and asked, "Ye Xun, is Kuang Zheng going to fix the little fan for you today?"

Ye Xun smiled a little, "Yes."

"Can I go and have a look together?" he curiously asked.

Ye Xun nodded, staring at the ribs in the pot, "Jiang Luo, why do you cook?"

It was the first time that Jiang Luo felt like being accompanied by someone cooking. He turned the spatula and replied: "People have to eat."

Although the level of the cooks in the school cafeteria is poor, the ingredients are very good. Jiang Luo's level is actually the same, but throwing all kinds of materials into the pot, the final result is unexpectedly good.

On the first day back to school, because of his hand, everyone was spared the torture of the canteen. Jiang fell into their eyes, almost having the illusion that he was promoted to God of Cooking.

They just came back from the game and they have no class today. In the afternoon, Jiang Luo followed Ye Xun to Kuang Zheng's mixing room.

Kuang Zheng was not the first time that others saw the process of refining. He placed the Wraith Doll in the formation, and with a serious expression, he drew out a strand of black resentment as a needle and thread, and carefully stitched the place where the Wraith Doll was torn apart. Together.

A sturdy hill-like man was holding a stitched doll, Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile, "Need help?"

Kuang Zheng shook his head, "No need."

The production of the Wraith Doll is very difficult, and the repair is also extremely complicated. Jiang Luo looked at it for a while, Yu Guang glanced at Ye Xun's face and noticed Ye Xun's excessive tension.

After Ye Xun went out to go to the bathroom on the way, Jiang Luo asked, "Why does Ye Xun care about this resentful spirit doll so much?"

Kuang Zheng was so hot that his back shirt was soaked with sweat. He took off his shirt. The naked muscles rose and fell as he raised his hands again and again. He said dullly, "This is the doll left by Ye Xun's mother."

"The resentful spirit doll needs to be absorbed by the doll willingly before it can be used," Kuang Zheng wiped the sweat off his head. "The resentful spirit in Xiaofan before is his mother."

For Ye Xun, Xiaofen is not only Xiaofen, but also his mother.

No wonder.

Jiang Luo glanced at Xiaofen and was silent for a while: "I hope the resentful spirit inside can be fine."

Before the resentful spirit doll was repaired, Chen Pi called Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo quietly exited the mixing room. Chen Pi smiled and chatted with him about a few things. Jiang Luo said calmly: "Master, I accidentally fell into the river for the car you gave me yesterday. The car was salvaged. It's still being repaired after it came up. Why don't I buy you a new one?"

"It's just a car," Chen Pi didn't seem to care. "If it breaks, it will break."

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Master is magnificent."

"Master, what kind of atmosphere is this," Chen Pi sighed, "After you..." The next master is called the atmosphere.

Chen Pi didn't expect that the little disciple under his name would be admired by Feng Li one day, nor did he expect Jiang Luo to have such a great talent now. It is impossible to say that he does not regret it. He can only try his best to mend his relationship with Jiang Luo as a teacher and apprentice.

Chen Pi finally said: "I'm almost at your school, Master will pick you up to do errands."

Jiang Luo: "Master, what's the matter?"

Chen Pi laughed loudly, "It's a good thing! Don't worry about going with Master!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Luo thought for a while and walked to the school gate.

Chen Pi's car stopped by the gate, and as soon as Jiang Luo passed by, someone opened the door for him and welcomed him into the car with enthusiasm.

Chenpi is a lean old man, with a good-looking appearance, just like any old man. He looked at Jiang Luo with a smile, and sighed: "Good boy, you have grown up too."

Jiang Luo smiled, Chen Pi talked to herself without feeling embarrassed, and talked all the way about what happened when she was a child.

It is nothing more than a childhood story that every child will have. Jiang Luo quickly heard it. These are all made up by Chen Pi.

The car slowly walked towards the city and came to the Feng family's ancestral house.

Hidden in the city, Feng's ancestral home is in the most prosperous place in the city. Feng's family ancestor's house has another name in the metaphysical circle, which is Tianshifu. Every celestial master will move to live in the ancestral house, and even if he abdicates, he will not move out of the ancestral house.

Jiang Luo didn't expect Chen Pi to bring himself to the Heavenly Master's Mansion. He followed Chen Pi and walked into the Feng family's ancestral house.