This Damned Thirst for Survival

Looking at the proficiency of the village chief, it is definitely not the first time that she has treated a selected girl like this.

Is this the real purpose of the ancestral hall selection?

Jiang Luo put his hands behind his back, leaving a gap in purpose. He pretended to struggle for a while before he was **** by the village chief.

Because of his "female status", the village chief didn't tie it tightly. After wrapping Jiang Luo with several loops of rope, the village chief said, "God, I will tie her up."

The **** father looked back and sighed, "The village chief, are you **** like this?"

The village head rubbed his hands helplessly and glanced at Jiang Luo, not knowing what went wrong, "It was all **** like this before."

Jiang Luo twitched his forehead.

He had a foreboding that Chi You was looking for trouble for him again.

Sure enough, the goddess walked towards him, and his wet black robe didn't even know when it dried out. The mysterious **** father stood in front of Jiang Luo, lowered his head and looked at the black-haired young man.

Jiang Luo looked at what he was planning to do with cold eyes.

The **** god raised his hand wrapped in layers of black cloth. He uncovered the layer of cloth on his arm, and the two-finger-thick cloth slowly fell off his hand.

The black cloth fell down, revealing the pale complexion on the god's hand. He held this long piece of cloth in his hand, "It is not enough to tie people up."

The **** god raised his hand, and the black cloth approached Jiang Luo's eyes. In the eyes of the black-haired young man who seemed to be burning a fire lotus, he lightly covered this pair of beautiful eyes that hide the brilliant stars.

"And tie his eyes."

Oh shit.

Jiang Luo definitely heard the hidden smile in the voice of the god.

Dog Bi Chi Yu, really added a new trouble to him.

His eyes were covered, and his vision returned to darkness. Losing his vision in front of the unknown and the enemy obviously made Jiang Luo a little flustered. His lips were pressed tightly, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line.

The god-gong tied a black cloth lightly behind his head.

When the eyes are invisible, the ears become more sensitive. Listening to the rubbing of the clothes in his ears, Jiang Luo could almost imagine how the god's black robe was rubbed on his shoulders.

The tip of his nose smelled the faint breath of God's body.

It is the incense scent of sandalwood and candlelight.

The god’s movements were slow and tidy. In the eyes of others, the god’s wide black robe enveloped the black-haired youth in his arms as soon as he opened his arms. Was strictly blocked by the black robe.

In the heart of the only village chief who acts as a spectator next to him, he has never done this before.

After tying Jiang Luo's eyes, the gods retreated. He glanced at the black-haired young man who was tied firmly and his eyes were tied. The smile on the corners of his pale lips flashed by, and he was hoarse. : "The village chief, come with me to get the sacrifice."

The village chief responded quickly, and the footsteps of the two gradually faded away.

Jiang Luo waited patiently for another twenty seconds, and after making sure that there was no one here, he slid a knife out of his sleeve, showed the face of the knife, and cut the rope cleanly.

After freeing his hands, Jiang Luo tore off the blindfold. He originally wanted to throw it on the ground, but remembering something, he put the long black cloth on him.

Perhaps, he can also act as a god.

Before the **** and the village head came back, Jiang Luo seized the time to look inside the ancestral hall. He came to the two stone walls with a candle in his hand, and looked at the mural above.

Two scenes are depicted in the mural.

One is a worship picture of the villagers. The villagers knelt on the ground respectfully, praying for longevity, and in front of them was a black and white statue of a **** with open eyes.

Beside the idol, there stood two people who looked like protectors, one holding a big sword in hand and the other in red. Behind the idols, there are rolling water and neat trees.

Jiang Luo's gaze rested on the guard who was holding a big sword on the left.

Is this a dead ghost?

The second picture is a scene of the girls offering sacrifices. The girls lined up one by one to enter the secret path and saw the gods. They knelt before the idol, closing their eyes peacefully.

At first glance, it is sacred and beautiful, but upon closer inspection, a large opening was cut in the girl's wrist, and blood flowed from the wrist to the body of the god, turning the **** image from colorless to painted.

It was as if the gods took their lives and gradually came back to life from a stone.

Jiang Luo looked back at the **** statue.

The idol sits cross-legged, and his smile is as amiable as the mural above. Jiang Luo approached with the candlestick, and now he took a closer look at the idol.

Except for the color of the stones on the feet, the idols are almost already colored.

What do the colors on the idols represent?

Jiang Luo frowned, and there were two footsteps behind him, it was the **** and the village chief who had returned.

Jiang Luo immediately jumped onto the platform and hid behind the statue.

Fortunately, the idol was big enough to shield Jiang Luo who was kneeling and squatting tightly. Almost immediately after Jiang Luo was hiding, the **** and the village head entered the ancestral hall.

The sacrifices **** by them disappeared in the ancestral hall, and the village chief's panicked voice sounded, "Where are people? Why are people gone!"

The **** father said nothing.

The village chief's voice gradually became sharp and terrified, "God, what should we do!"

Jiang Luo pricked his ears to listen to their conversation.

The **** god did not speak for some reason, and after a while, he said: "The underground is like a maze, he can't run far."

"Yes, yes, you can't run far," the village chief looked at the rope thrown in the passage, "God, she must be running outside, let's go after it."

Jiang Luo squeezed the knife tightly, sweating in his palms, he held his breath and waited for God's answer.

God is fair: "Then go after it."

The two gradually moved away.

Jiang Luo didn't come out hastily. He looked at the back of the idol and counted silently in his heart for a minute.

He waited until no one came back for a carbine before he was convinced that the two were gone.

Jiang Luo put away the knife, did not go down, but instead took advantage of this opportunity to take a closer look at the idol.

He cautiously summoned the snake to entangle him first, and wrapped his right hand with the black cloth left by the god, before carefully bumping into the idol.

Unexpectedly, the texture of the statue was much softer than Jiang Luo had imagined.

Jiang Luobrow's heart beat, and he even felt like touching the skin of a dead person.

The softness, coldness, and the touch of the stone are completely two extremes.

His hand slowly moved upwards, leaning toward the neck of the **** statue, trying to test whether the **** statue had life.

The statue was motionless, and just as Jiang Luo's hand reached the neck of the statue, a stone-carved hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Jiang Luo immediately looked up, his breathing stagnated.

The head of the idol turned to ninety degrees, and he was looking at him kindly.

The snake smelled the evil thing and violently attacked the idol. The **** statue’s smile did not change, but the other hand grabbed Jiang Luo’s calf, and the rock-hard fingers penetrated Jiang Luo’s skin and pierced into the flesh, leaving five terrifying finger marks.

Jiang Luo snorted and kicked away the hand of the **** statue fiercely. The snake slammed into the idol again, and the altar could not withstand the two heavy blows. It collapsed completely, revealing a huge hole.

Jiang Luo was caught off guard and fell into the hole. The snake violently chased him away. The idol rolled forward with a smile, and fell into the hole rumblingly.

The hole is very long.

The sound of the wind blew past Jiang Luo's ears, and Jiang Luo's calves flowed out a lot of blood, which was blown by the wind and flew back.

Is this the big evil hexagram that Feng Li predicted for him? Jiang Luo thought.

But the look in his eyes became more and more calm and composed, he had already died eighteen times, this injury was not enough to make him surrender and confess his life.

The snake behind him surrounded him, leading him to slowly land on the ground. But the moment Jiang Luo landed, he retracted the snake into the Yin-Yang ring.

The golden rune disappeared, and the entire cave was plunged into the invisible darkness. Jiang Luo hid in the corner with his injured calf. He stopped the wound with a hemostatic talisman, then tore off the cloth on his body, rubbed the blood and threw it on the other side. After doing all this, a loud noise fell, and the idol also entered the cave.

Without changing his face, Jiang Luo turned his head and stared into the darkness of the sound.

In the short moment when he fell, Jiang Luo was thinking about one thing.

Why don’t the ancestral halls on the ground light up the lights, and the stone steps to the ground floor don’t light up the lights, but the underground ancestral halls light up candles?

He guessed that the idol could not see things in the dark.

Therefore, someone used this method to prevent the idol from leaving the ground and reaching above the ground.

Of course, this was just a guess. Jiang Luo didn't have any evidence to prove that he was right, but he wanted to take a gamble at this time.

He slowed his breathing, listening to the movement not far away.

In the darkness, the idol stood up. He is made of stone, and every foot movement is extremely large. His smiling face looked around in the dark, but did not see the existence of the sacrifice.

After a brief silence, the idol rumblingly moved again.

It was in the direction of Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo leaned on the wall, moving slowly and changing the place quietly without making any movement.

But the idol stopped at the place where he had dropped the blood-stained clothes.

You can smell blood.

Jiang Luo judged calmly.

The idol launched an attack on the clothes. Jiang Luo heard the sound of the rock wall cracking, as if realizing that there was no one in the clothes, the idol stopped moving.

Sure enough, he couldn't see things in the dark.

Jiang Luo felt that although he was unlucky, at least he was not unlucky in the end. He leaned on the wall and moved the yin and yang ring gently.

A golden talisman culture became a mouse, sprinting in the opposite direction like lightning, the idol was attracted by the golden mouse, and rushed to chase the mouse heavily.

After the ground trembled for a while, calmness gradually returned.

Jiang Luo sat on the ground supporting the wall, his head covered with cold sweat, but his consciousness was very clear. Jiang Luo rested for a while, tore off a piece of cloth on his body to tie the wound, and waited for the twitch-like pain on his left calf to subside before standing up again.

The wound only penetrated into the flesh, but fortunately it didn't hurt the bones and veins. At this moment, Jiang Luo really envied the dead ghost's physique that healed in a second.

He summoned the golden runes and looked at it with the golden light. Below the cave was a karst cave. Jiang Luo even suspected that he was 50 meters below the ground. There is still an underground here. I can only say that Shentu Village is worthy of being called Shen. Tucun is really deep enough.

He shook the yin and yang ring, and the yin and yang ring pointed out the north for him. Jiang Luo looked towards the bottomless north, exhaled a foul breath, and walked forward slowly.

On the ground, when Jiang Luo entered the ancestral hall, Wen Renlian was using divination to determine the location of Jiang Luo.

They walked further and further on the ground, and even reached the mountain, but after reaching the mountain, Wenrenlian's compass was disturbed by the magnetic field and became messy, and he even became more cautious and slow in divination.

The dead ghost felt a bit familiar here.

He didn't know why he felt familiar, but he followed intuition and walked under a giant tree. He thrust the big knife into the ground with all his strength, pressing down with all his strength, and the ground here suddenly collapsed, revealing a dark hole.

Started by the sound, Lu Yihe and Wenren looked at the black hole in astonishment, and walked around quickly, "What is this?"

The dead ghost said honestly: "I don't know."

He paused, "But Jiang Luo should be below."

That's what the dead ghost thinks.

Wen Ren even took a divination, and said solemnly: "The dead ghost is right, it should be right down here, let's go down."

But the dead ghost stopped Wen Renlian and said, "You can't go down."

Wen Renlian's face became cold, and his squinted eyes that had always been tenderly opened rarely opened, showing the sharpness of his masculine side, "Why."

The dead ghost said: "Your birth date is yin."

Wen Renlian was startled, and instantly understood what he meant.

The ancestral hall needs sacrificial offerings that contain yin. If he goes down, it may become a drag, or even a tool for something to become stronger.

Wen Ren even cursed, and then moved away from his position. He deeply looked at Lu Yi and the dead ghost, "Then I beg you."

Lu Yi nodded solemnly, and prepared to go down without delay, Wen Renlian suddenly said, "Lu Yi."

Lu Yi looked back at him.

Wenren's lips opened for a moment, then he threw a pack of cigarettes from his body to him, and whispered: "Come back with him alive."

Lu Yi grabbed the cigarette tightly, "Don't worry."

He and the dead ghost jumped out of the hole.

Wen Renlian looked at their disappearing figure, his left eyelid twitched several times.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Lu Yi's ability, he just doesn't believe in the stability of the dead ghost.

This living-dead talent has been in contact with them for less than a day, even if the other party looks harmless now, but after all, it is an enemy or a friend, no one can be sure.

If the dead ghost stabbed his back halfway, Yi Lu had such a defenseless character, it would definitely be in danger.

Wen Renlian was worried. He took out a piece of paper crane folded with a yellow talisman from his arms, wrote the word "speed come" on the paper crane with a pen, and patted the paper crane lightly. Go ahead."

Thousand paper cranes staggered away, heading down the mountain.

Lu Yi and the dead ghost fell directly into the darkness.

Lu Yi fell and hurt his butt, "His—where is this place?"

The dead ghost covered his mouth, staring coldly into the darkness, "Don't make a sound."

They walked forward tentatively, the dead ghost leading the way. In the darkness, there was something on the ground that stirred them a few times, and after walking for a long time, they finally saw a faint light.

Under the light, there is a large dome.

There were densely packed figures on the ground, but upon closer inspection, they discovered that they were all lifelike paper figures. There are many paper people, and you can see people all hairy. Lu had a tingling scalp, "This is..."

A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, pulling him and the dead ghost into a hidden hollow cave.

Lu Yi almost jumped his feet and was about to struggle when he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ear, "It's me."

It's Jiang Luo.

Lu let out a long sigh of relief for a while, and the dead ghost also put away the broadsword, and followed Jiang Luo peacefully to hide.

Jiang Luo's image was very embarrassed. He was leaning against the wall with a few messy dust on his face. Sweat stuck to his hair, and the braid he placed on his left shoulder was almost unraveled. He tore off two robes that looked like a long skirt on his lower body, and on the straight calf that was exposed, a horrible five-finger print was conspicuous.

But Jiang Luo's expression was very calm, and even his embarrassment didn't seem to be embarrassing, but rather strange and moving.

But seeing Lu almost burst into tears, he lowered his voice and said, "Jiang Luo, are you okay?"

Jiang Luo shook his head and raised his eyes to look at the dead ghost, "Why are you here too?"

The dead ghost said: "You are my friend. It is only natural for me to save my friend."

Jiang Luo smiled inexplicably when he heard the words, he asked, "Do you feel familiar with this?"

The dead ghost nodded slowly.

Although he didn't know why, he did feel a bit familiar.

Jiang Luo said to himself, "That's it."

The dead ghost is really the guardian around the idol.

Then he and Lu went to dig their graves in the middle of the night and were beheaded by the other party. It seemed that there was a reason.

Because idols need the truth of sacrifices, they cannot be discovered by outsiders.

Jiang Luo felt that the difficulty of the competition had exceeded the judgment of the competition party and the judges. The idols, the living idols, it was too embarrassing for them to deal with this group of students who have not yet graduated.

But already in the whirlpool, Jiang Luo doesn't like to think about other things. Not only does he report it when facing Chi You, but also when facing other gods, people, and dogs, he doesn't want to take a step back. .

——He just wanted to return the wound on his leg to the **** statue.

"Do you know where this is?" he asked.

The dead ghost hesitated and said: "Under the ground?"

Jiang Luo: "..."

Almost forgot, this guy is currently in amnesia.

Jiang Luo reluctantly retracted his gaze, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the smoke in Lu Yi's hand. He couldn't help but smiled, "Lu Yi, did he bring me a pack of cigarettes when he came down?"

He took the cigarette, and there was a lighter in the cigarette case. Jiang Luo smiled again, placed a cigarette skillfully, and squinted to relax his tight nerves.

Lu asked in a low voice, "Jiang Luo, what's all outside?"

"Paper people," Jiang Luo said, "They look dead, but in fact they are alive. As long as there is a little sound, they will gather to besiege you."

Lu Yi was terrified at hearing, "Is the paperman still alive?"

Jiang Luo sneered, "All the gods are alive."

He finished smoking a cigarette, pressed it out, and took out the talisman paper from his body, "How many fire talisman do you have?"

Lu Yixian counted it again, "Five."

"Five? That's enough," Jiang Luo unbuttoned his coat and threw aside his inconvenient outerwear, leaving only the short-sleeved vest worn inside, "enough to burn out these paper men."

Lu Yi and the dead ghost learned his actions and took off the inconvenient clothes. After waiting for his arms to stretch freely, Jiang Luo asked, "Do you see the appearance of the paper men clearly?"

Lu Yi was taken aback for a moment, and quietly walked out of the cave and took a look outside.

The paper man closest to him was wearing red and green, with two red plateau reds on his face. The bright colors did not make the paper man look a little bit amiable, on the contrary, it was so strange that it made the whole body chill.

Lu Yi didn't see anything wrong with a cursory glance, but looked again strangely, suddenly his face turned pale, and he retreated into the cave in a trance.

Jiang Luo raised his eyes and looked at him: "Did you find it?"

"There is a paper man," Lu banged his teeth, "It seems, it seems how to know."

How do you know that Wenxing University was the one who first went to the deep soil village alone.

They haven't seen He Zhi since they came to Deep Earth Village.

Why is there a paper man so similar to He Zhi?

Jiang Luo: "It's not just how you know, most people in the village can find a paper man who looks like them here."

Lu Yi swallowed, "What does this mean?"

"Represents those people on the ground, it is very likely that they have been replaced by paper men," Jiang Luoyu threw down a terrifying thunder without a wave. "The paper men under the ground represent their true state. This village The people of people pursue eternal life, so they prayed to God to worship the Buddha. God told them that as long as they were hanged or drowned, they could get eternal life. They believed it, and sure enough, those who were hanged and drowned became young and healthy again, and they came back to life."

"No one knows that the only people who survived were paper people who looked the same as the dead, but the little girl in red had discovered that something was wrong," Jiang Luo smiled. "People who have been hanged and drowned cannot be reborn, their souls are very It may be used as feed for the gods to help the gods become stronger and become living creatures. Is this possible?"

Lu Yi was already stunned.

Jiang Luo continued: "When I first came to Shentu Village, I found it strange why the staff said,'Every time a person dies, there will be a new life in the village' instead of'Every time a new life is born, Just die alone', it’s very easy to want people to die, but it’s very difficult to let life be born on time, it’s a weird saying."

"I even suspect that the police who came to the police did not figure out the truth about the'new life', and the people in the deep soil village would not tell them the truth. They might just count the number of villages after they determined that one person had died. The total number, the result is the number 311."

Jiang Luo's words came to an abrupt end, "This is just my own thought, and I will elaborate on it after I get out. Now, we have to burn these paper people before we can move on, otherwise, even if we pass the paper people's nest, we will send out They will catch up with the voice."

Lu Yi was dizzy, and simply didn't want to think, "Then how do we finish burning them? I took a look, and they didn't get together."

"Bring them together," Jiang Luo drew out a fire talisman, "go to the other side and make a sound to draw them over and burn them all in one fell swoop."

Dead Ghost and Lu Yi had no objection, Jiang Luo even suspected that they had never thought about whether this method was feasible, so he nodded cleanly.

Jiang Luo sighed and led them out of the cave.

After the three were ready, they stepped into the paper man's den.

The paper men are piled up in twos and threes, trying to pass between them without disturbing them, which is actually somewhat difficult. Fortunately, the three of them were very careful. They successfully walked through the dome and reached the opposite side.

Jiang Luo picked up a stone from the ground and threw it down from a height.

A crisp sound rang, and the lifeless paper man came to life in an instant, and rushed to the place where the sound came from.

Jiang Luo threw three fire talismans on them, the flames abruptly, and the paper man was swallowed in the flames, which continued to fuel the fire.

The three left here in time when the fire reached the entrance of the cave.

At the moment when he turned around, Jiang Luo suddenly thought of a question.

Why did Chi You pretend to be the **** here?

Jiang Luo believes that Chi You will not be so idle. He possesses a contestant to participate in the competition and wants to be the first to get the Yuan Dzi Bead. It is still reasonable, but to become the **** of the village, what does he want to do?

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