This Damned Thirst for Survival

The night is quiet, and the stars flicker.

In the city, it is rare to see such beautiful stars. The moon was white and the wind was clear. It should have been quiet and beautiful, but at this time no one had the leisure to appreciate such a starry sky.

After the sacrifice, Jiang Luo took off the mask. This mask made him feel uncomfortable. It was obviously smiling, but it had a lifeless feeling, rigid, stiff, and full of weirdness.

He stuffed the mask into his pocket and listened quietly to the whispered conversations of the contestants.

"Did you find anything today?"

"Nothing, what about you?"

"Neither did I. However, I found that there are very few elderly people in this village."

"Even the village chief seems to be in his fifties, not too old."

There are many rural elderly people in their 50s and 60s who still work in the fields. Therefore, the elderly in the rural areas are healthy and can live to the age of 70 or 80. In rural areas where there are no entertainment activities, the most common thing is to sit at the door and soak up the sun. Old man.

But in Shentu Village, I didn't see a few old people.

After Jiang Luo eavesdropped on the conversation, he withdrew from listening attentively.

Lu Yi said suddenly: "Jiang Luo, isn't that the little girl we met before?"

He dragged Jiang Luo and motioned Jiang Luo to look to the left.

Jiang Luo turned his head and saw that the little girl in a red dress quietly moved away from her parents, and ran back from the corner in secret.

He promptly said: "Go, let's go and have a look."

Jiang Luo and Lu Yi kept low-key away from the crowd, and chased after the little girl.

They gradually chased from the village to the edge of the inaccessible. After passing through a large dense forest, they suddenly opened up in front of them.

At the end of the dense forest, there is a large wilderness cemetery with the grave head next to the grave head.

The tombs are like small hills, and each grave is carved with a tombstone. At a glance, except for the weeds on the tomb bags, almost all the tomb bags are exactly the same.

Jiang Luo looked at the tip of the grave quickly, and soon saw a red figure, "There."

The little girl is digging a grave.

Her hands were only half the size of an adult. She neither held a shovel nor a shovel. She dug the grave with her bare hands with her two white tender hands. She was quickly rubbed with blood stains by the sharp blades of grass and hard stones.

Even if someone came, she just looked up at Jiang Luo and Lu Yi, then lowered her head to continue digging the earth tomb.

Jiang Luomian squatted down without changing his face, and said softly, "Little sister, what are you doing?"

Lu Yi squatted tremblingly next to Jiang Luo.

The little girl did not respond, Jiang Luo asked again, and the little girl dullly said: "I'm digging a grave,"

Jiang Luo asked patiently: "Why dig a grave?"

The little girl said: "I'm looking for my parents."

"Are your parents under the grave?" Jiang Luo asked unhurriedly, "Then your parents we met during the day, aren't they your real parents?"

The little girl did not speak, but shook her head silently, not knowing whether she was denying Jiang Luo's problem or expressing that her parents were not real parents.

She dug two more graves, suddenly looked up at the sky, and muttered: "It's dark, I'm going home."

After speaking, she dropped the grave bag and Jiang Luo that had been dug into a small pit, and rushed into the dense forest quickly.

Jiang Luo was caught off guard and reacted when the little girl disappeared. Lu Yi swallowed, "Then let's go too?"

Jiang Luo looked down at the grave bag, his half-dangling eyelashes moved, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, "Lu Yi, have you dug the grave?"

Lu Yi: "..."

Ten minutes later, the two people started to dig the grave with the two long pieces of wood they picked up.

The moonlight was in the sky, and the pale moonlight hit the open space, which was brighter than a lamp.

Lu Yi was sweating profusely. After digging the grave, he couldn't feel afraid anymore. The long wood was so powerful that the grave was half flat soon.

The coffin in this grave was buried very shallowly, and it didn't take long for the coffin skin to emerge from the grave.

The two worked together to clean the soil. Jiang Luo lifted the lid of the coffin with the tip of the wood. Lu trembling in a voice, "Luo, do we really want to open it?"

Jiang Luo stopped his movements and glanced at the grave bag, "Then let's bury it back?"

Thinking of the hard work of digging a grave just now, Lu Yi shut up.

Jiang Luo pushed the coffin open abruptly. Lu Yi had a probe and took a breath of cold air.

I saw two corpses lying in the coffin, a man and a woman, exactly the same as the parents of the little girl they had seen during the day.

The corpse is a bit decomposed, but the clothes are neat and tidy, and it should have been dead recently.

Lu Yi: "This, this..."

If the two bodies in the coffin were the little girl's parents, who was the couple they saw during the day?

After reading the corpse, the mystery didn't solve a bit, but it became more chaotic. Jiang Luo and Lu Yi covered the coffin and restored the tomb bag to its original shape.

Jiang Luo buried the last piece of soil and ran to the tombstone to read the words on the tombstone.

Lu Yi wiped the beads of sweat on his face, but Yu Guang saw a bright light flashing behind Jiang Luo, his heart jumped and he shouted, "Jiang Luo get down!"

Jiang Luo only heard the sound of breaking wind, he reacted quickly and rolled on the spot, rolling all the way to another grave bag.

After he settled down, he looked up, and a broad blade of cold light flashed straight into the ground he had just stayed in. The sharp blade was not half of it. If it hadn't been for Jiang Luo to run fast, I'm afraid he has been caught by this broad blade. Cut in half.

Jiang Luo looked in the direction where the sword was thrown.

A weird man walked out of the dense forest.

He was wearing a very strange clothes, like a layer of shabby cloth wrapped around him, but also like a simple robe. He gradually stepped into the moonlight from the darkness, the tall figure stepped on the fallen leaves and dead branches, walked to the big knife, and drew the big knife.

With a "rub", the man held the knife and looked at the one or two of Jiang Luo and Lu.

His image is like an ancient general soldier, his eyes are cold and full of **** killing. Jiang Luo got up from the ground, his back slightly bent, his whole body tense, and he was ready to attack and escape at any time.

The man gave him a great sense of oppression. This person is like a person and not a ghost, like a ghost but not a ghost, and the evil spirit on his body is like the essence. That is the evil evil that can only be formed by killing thousands of people.

"Who are you?" Jiang Luo asked tentatively.

The man didn't say a word, but walked towards Jiang Luo with the knife in his hand. Jiang Luo turned the Yin-Yang ring, but to outsiders, he was motionless, as if he was frightened stupidly.

Lu Yi leaped forward and hugged the man's thigh. He gritted his teeth and said loudly to Jiang Luo: "Run!"

"Run, Jiang Luo!" Lu Yi's face turned pale in urgency, "Run!"

Jiang Luo was startled.

The man frowned slightly bored, stopped walking towards Jiang Luo, looked sideways at Lu Yi, and raised his hand holding the broadsword.

The knife light flashed across Lu Yi's body. Lu Yi closed his eyes tightly, clearly terrified, but still held the man's leg firmly. Just as the big knife was about to fall on his back, a golden light suddenly rose, and the golden shadow rushed the man to the side. The tiger roared and slapped one of the golden tiger's paws on the man's head again, and the blood basin opened wide. , Screamed at the man's face: "Roar!"

Lu Yi was stunned and opened his eyes. Jiang Luo panted and walked to him and squatted down, "Lu Yi, are you stupid?"

Lu Yi: "Huh?"

Jiang Luo's lips were pressed tightly, and the expression on his face restrained tight, faintly mixed with deliberate indifference. It seemed that the scene where Lu Yishe stopped the danger just now didn't get the slightest touch from him, and it made him very repulsive.

"Why are you jumping over," the tone was even agitated, "Do I need you to do this?"

But Lu Yi didn't realize that he was wrong at all. He replied stupidly: "I think your legs are weak. If I slow down, you will die."

Jiang Luo's inexplicable anger stagnated, he took a deep breath, pulled the idiot up, and coldly looked at the man who was crushed by the tiger.

Just now in a state of desperation, his mind was filled with anger and tension, and he was almost angrily thinking: Do you dare to touch me?

In this mood, he unexpectedly summoned Yinhu who had not been summoned before. Yinhu is huge, twice the size of a real tiger. Jiang Luo's eyes are colder when he looks at the man, and the harder Yinhu steps on the man's paw, the more angry he growls.

The man seemed to have strength. He held the knife and moved it manually. Yinhu seemed to be provoked, and a heavy claw hit the man's head without mercy.

The blood ran down the man's forehead, and the man finally closed his eyes. Jiang Luo walked over slowly with Lulu, his sharp gaze swept the man's whole body, and kicked the big knife in the man's hand with his foot.

Lu Yi looked at the mighty tiger without blinking, exclaiming for three consecutive years before stopping: "Fuck, fuck!"

"So handsome!"

He also wanted to reach out and touch the tiger, but he saw the man under the tiger's claws suddenly opened his eyes, and the wound on his forehead had recovered.

Lu Yi sat down in shock, "Jiang Jiangluo, he opened his eyes again!"

Jiang Luo immediately looked sideways and saw the man staring at them with his eyes open, but apart from looking at them, he didn't even make any struggling movements.

The tiger roared, and the man looked at the tiger blankly, then at Lu Yi and Jiang Luo, "Who are you."

He paused, "Who am I."

Jiang Luo: "..."

Lu Yi: "..."

The man's expression was a little confused, and the coldness on his face was resolved, "Why is this tiger stepping on me."

"Are you pretending?" Lu Yi said contemptuously, "You dead ghost, do you think you can fool us like this?"

"Is the dead ghost my name?" the man said, "then what is your name?"

Jiang Luo: ...I'm undecided in case of trouble.

The hexagram proves that the man did not lie. Jiang Luo cautiously entangled the man with the golden talisman culture as a snake before letting him get up.

After the man got up, Jiang Luo knew why he had lost his memory.

When the tiger threw the man down, he threw the man onto a sharp rock. The stone was inserted into the back of the man's head. I don't know the origin of the man. In a short time, the wound on the back of his head has healed. The wound is tightly wrapped with the stone, leaving only a small point of the stone on the outside of the scalp.

Jiang Luo squinted at the wound, and even smiled.

The anger just dissipated a lot, he and Lu looked at each other, and Lu had a coughing throat, "Have you really forgotten who you are?"

There was some blank doubt on the man's expressionless face: "Didn't you say that I am a dead ghost?"

Lu Yi choked, then smirked, "No, the dead ghost is just your nickname, you still have a big name."

The man asked: "What's my name?"

"Called Jiaojiao," Lu Yi said seriously, "because you like acting like a baby."

The man pondered for a moment, "Then you still call me a dead ghost."

After confirming that the man had really lost his memory, Jiang Luo didn't know what to do with a person who knew nothing about him and seemed to be a new student. He said indifferently: "Lu Yi, we are gone."

Lu Yi immediately left the dead ghost to follow Jiang Luo, and the two walked out of the grave, but the man who just wanted to kill them picked up a big knife and followed them silently.

Jiang Luo let out Yinhu, and raised his lips coldly: "You follow us again, I'm not welcome."

"Why?" The dead ghost looked at them in confusion, "Aren't we friends?"

Who would be friends with someone who wants to kill himself?

Jiang Luo stopped talking nonsense, released Yinhu to deal with the man, and He Lu Yi left the grave quickly.

The man who was left there resisted the tiger's attack with difficulty, and slowly moved to chase them.

...

After half an hour, Jiang Luo and Lu Yi returned to their residence. They talked to their companions about the corpse of the little girl's parents.

"It seems that we can only wait for the selection of people in the ancestral hall tomorrow," Wen Ren even frowned. "I don't know what this selection means. Do you think they are like people who choose to sacrifice?"

"But if it is the person who chooses to sacrifice, the village chief shouldn't say things like'Don't worry, don't disputes'," Ge Zhu said with his chin, "unless this sacrifice represents in their eyes It has a good meaning."

Liao Si was about to say something, suddenly raised his eyes and looked out the window, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he smiled and said: "It seems that a living dead has come outside the door."

As soon as his voice fell, a shadow was reflected in the gap in front of the room.

Lu turned his head to look at Jiang Luo for a moment: "Isn't it a dead ghost?"

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows and got out of bed to open the door. As expected, the man standing outside was like an ancient man with a big knife.

There are many wounds on the man's body, the scars have healed, only messier clothes and blood stains can prove his embarrassment. When the man saw Jiang Shibu, his eyes were loose, but he still said with a sullen face: "Friend, I'm looking for you."

A few people in Lu walked behind Jiang Luo, and Lu Yiyi couldn't say a word: "Why it's still you."

Liao Si looked at the man behind the crowd, his eyes flashed, and raised his voice: "Jiang Luo, do you know this living dead?"

The man heard the sound and glanced in Liao Si's direction. Liao Si muzzled silently: Why are you here?

But as soon as he said a word, the man turned his gaze away without a wave, his eyes fixed on Jiang Luo and Lu Yi, as if he didn't know Liao Si at all.

Liao Si's forehead twitched, why did Tengbi become like this?

"He is the living dead?" Jiang Luo turned around and asked Liao Si, "What is the living dead?"

Liao Si returned to his senses and explained: "The living dead are people who can act like living people even though their bodies are dead. They are different from the corpses, but they still have the memories and emotions of being alive, as if they were alive but dead. "

Ye Xun added: "The living dead are extremely rare. Some people are too evil, and there is no evil spirit who dared to detain his soul after death. Only by chance can he become a living dead who walks between the world and the earth."

And the man in front of him is undoubtedly the kind that Ye Xun said.

Jiang Luo thought with interest, why did a rare living dead appear in Shentu Village?

Why did you come to kill him and Lu Yi?

Everyone looked at the man curiously. Seeing that other contestants noticed the movement here, Jiang Luo let the man into the house.

The man sits at the table and puts the big knife on the table. There was soil left over when he attacked Jiang Luo on his knife. Under the light, Jiang Luo could clearly see the appearance of this knife, but the appearance of the sharp knife was very simple. There is a circle of black cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife, other than that, there is no decoration.

Under Jiang Luo's gaze, some black evil spirits gushed out around this knife. In the midst of the suffocation, there were countless ghost faces trying to escape, and they were imprisoned in the knife face.

"Do you want my knife?" the dead ghost said suddenly, "but I can't give it to you because I only have this weapon."

Jiang Luo retracted his eyes, turned his head to the side and said lazily, "How did you find it?"

"Follow your smell," Dead Ghost Sword frowned, and said, "The smell distracted and made me go around for a long time. Friends, do you want to get rid of me?"

Lu Yi quietly whispered in Ye Xun's ear: "He speaks so strangely and quietly."

Ye Xun nodded, "Looking at his appearance, he should be a living dead who has lived for hundreds of years."

Zhuo Zhongqiu asked curiously at this moment: "What's your name?"

The dead ghost said: "I am called the dead ghost."

Everyone was silent, "...What a good name."

It's getting late, and it's time to rest. Everyone put these things down for the time being, and first went back to bed to rest.

When others were busy and no one cared, Liao Si casually stood beside the man, looking at the scenery outside the window, "Tengbi, what are you doing?"

The dead ghost looked at him strangely, "Who is Tengbi."

Liao Si frowned, "Did you really forget or fake it?"

The dead ghost didn't want to care about this weird person, he closed his eyes and turned a blind eye.

Liao Si grinned stiffly. Seeing that the people from Baihua University were coming over, he had to press not to mention it.

The second day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Luo went out, planning to find the little girl he met yesterday.

It didn't take long before he noticed the changes in the village.

There are many girls going back and forth in the village. These girls have a ruddy complexion, and their eyes, like black pearls, are bright and affectionate. Their rich and shiny hair braided behind them, their bodies were slender, and their clothes were neat and close-fitting from head to toe, as exquisite as if they weren't a peasant girl.

Jiang Luo approached a good-looking girl and asked him. As soon as he approached, he smelled a sweet fragrance on the girl, "Sister, do you know why there are so many beautiful girls today?"

Jiang Luo looks too good to be a mortal, and when he smiles deliberately, it makes people blush and heartbeat. In addition to her sweet mouth, the girl covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes radiant, "Because the ancestral hall has to choose people today. We all want to To be the bride of God, of course you have to dress well."

"Does the ancestral hall choose a bride for God?"

The girl's eyes gradually became obsessed, "The ancestral hall will only be opened when God chooses a bride. We have promised ourselves to God. As long as God chooses me, there will be an auspicious day. Come and marry me away."

Jiang Luo thoughtfully bid farewell to the girl, and after walking around the village without finding the little girl in red, he returned to his residence and joined his companions.

The companions also noticed what happened to the girls in the village. Wen Ren even put his chin on and asked, "Do you know the Luohuadong girls?"

"Luohuadong women, along with chasing corpses and releasing Gu, are called the three evils of western Hunan," Wen Renlian said softly. , They will no longer be tempted by ordinary people. They will keep their beauty and demure every day, hoping for the day when they truly marry God."

Zhuo Zhongqiu said: "You mean, there is a **** here?"

Wen Renlian shook his head, "Is there really a'god' or someone is pretending to be a god? We can't guess. If we want to figure out the secrets inside, the best way is to mix in those girls, I will go to the ancestral hall again at six this afternoon."

After the careless Jiang Luo heard the words, he suddenly had a bad premonition, and he took a step back without a trace.

"If you want to be a girl, of course you have to dress up as a girl," Wen Renlian said with a smile, "Although I can, but I am not enough. Isn't it, Jiang Luo?"

Everyone looked back at Jiang Luo neatly.

Jiang Luo: "...I don't wear women's clothing."

Beat to death without wearing.

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