This Damned Thirst for Survival

But after a punch, Jiang Luo's expression became stiff.

He is like hitting a rock, the rock does not hurt, he is about to die of pain.

Jiang Luo twitched his brows and forced the pain down. He retracted his hand without changing his face, and then kicked Chi You's abdomen fiercely.

Chi You's back hit the coffin lid, making a dull loud noise. The music outside suddenly stopped, and the coffin stopped shaking.

The evil spirit laughed muffledly, the laughter getting louder and louder. Jiang Luo pressed Chi You down, smashed the lid of the coffin with Yinhu, and unhurriedly pulled out the coffin.

There were no water ghosts and marrying ghosts in red outside the coffin, so he immediately turned around, ready to push the lid of the coffin.

"Ms. Chi," he looked at the evil spirit in the coffin without a smile, "You can stay in there alone to find your heart."

The coffin was about to be closed. In the last gap left, the evil spirit leaning on the coffin didn't know when he changed his position. He lay flat in the coffin gracefully with his hands on his abdomen.

The coffin lid gradually covered the corners of his strange mouth and his deep eyes.

With a "click"—the coffin closed tightly.

Jiang Luo pasted dozens of talismans on the lid of the coffin.

He looked around. Although there were no red and white ghosts around, the fog was thick and he couldn't see his fingers five meters away. The sedan chair stopped next to the coffin. Apart from a stream, it was hard to see where he was.

Jiang Luo touched Yinhu's head, looked at the coffin, and suddenly smiled coldly: "Bump it."

Yinhu yawned, and the tiger's mouth opened wide. It backed a few steps, its paws charged up, and suddenly slammed into the coffin.

The coffin was knocked over and fell into the stream.

The stream gradually moved away with the coffin, Jiang Luo stood there, laughing freely, "Good luck, teacher."

The far away coffin was stopped by a monk.

The bald monk with picturesque brows slowly lifted the talisman on the coffin. The next moment, Chi You pushed aside the coffin and sat up calmly.

Ge Wuchen sighed, "Master, you called me because of this little thing, and asked me to distract Ge Zhu?"

Chi You walked out of the coffin and led him to a place full of white mist, "Don't you want to see your brother?"

Ge Wuchen lowered his eyes and turned the flow beads lightly, "The master said and laughed."

After "showing off" Chi You, Jiang Luo raised the curtain of the sedan chair.

Lu Yi was dizzy in the sedan chair, frowning, as if he was in a nightmare. Jiang Luo patted his face, "Lu Yi?"

Connected to call out three times, Lu Yi slapped Ji Ling suddenly and woke up, "Fuck!"

He struggled with his hands and feet dancing wildly, and Jiang Luo retreated in time. After a while, Lu Yi gradually calmed down. He looked at Jiang Luo, his heart relaxed, and he let out a foul breath, "I was scared to death, Jiang Luo, do you know what happened to me?"

"I blinked and you were gone, and I arrived in the sedan chair, and there was a ghost dressed as a bride sitting in the sedan chair."

His face was pale and frightened, "I was almost killed by her."

Unfortunately, I am not the only one.

Jiang Luo was comforted, and his mood improved instantly, "It's okay now, come out."

When the two walked out of the sedan chair, Lu Yi frowned, looking at the thick mist, "something is wrong."

They didn't have a compass in their hands, Jiang Luo shook the yin-yang ring twice, but the yin-yang ring shone on all sides, unable to point Jiang Luo to the north. This is the first time that the yin and yang ring can't work, Jiang Luo frowned, "the yin and yang ring doesn't work anymore..."

In ordinary locations, the Yin-Yang ring is at the intersection of Yin and Yang. Whether it is in the sky or underground, dense forests or high-rise buildings, the position can be accurately distinguished.

There is only one place regardless of the north, south, east and west.

That is the underworld.

Jiang Luo tore off the red silk flower cluster on the sedan chair, "Lu Yi, use the earth to find the method."

Lu You nodded, he took out a knife and cut off the inverted triangle decoration on the top of the sedan chair. He ran to the stream and filled it with water, and then brought it back carefully. Lu Yi buried the bottom of the pointed triangle in the soil, making the exposed surface look like a bowl.

Jiang Luo pulled out a few silk threads from the red silk cloth and twisted them into a rope. There was still some free time in his mouth and said, "Lu Yi, now it seems, who is more unlucky?"

Lu Yi said bitterly, "I."

He couldn't help but want to explain, "But I thought about it again, when I landed, there really wasn't that dead branch on the soles of my feet."

Jiang Luo glanced at him, "I don't believe it."

Lu Yixin sighed.

Jiang Luo took the twisted rope and walked to the side of the bowl. Lu Yi inserted a straight branch straight into the middle of the bowl. Before the branch fell, Jiang Luo quickly wrapped the rope around the branch several times with his hands, and then pressed the ropes at both ends with his index fingers, pressing the left and back to the limit.

The rope was tight, and the branch was firmly tied in the middle. Lu Yi dipped the water in the bowl with his index finger, and lightly tapped the tip of the branch.

The branches moved slowly.

It slowly bends down from an upright position until the tip of the branch touches the ground. Under the rope, the tip of the branch drew a straight line on the ground.

After the straight line was drawn, the branch slammed into force and fell to the edge of the bowl and to the ground.

Jiang Luo let go and looked along the straight line, "Let's go."

The two people were walking in the thick fog, but the fog around them became thicker and thicker. I don't know how long it has been, two red lights faintly revealed in the white fog ahead.

Jiang Luo and Lu glanced at each other, and quietly approached the red light. After walking in, I found that these were originally two red lanterns hung on an ancient city gate.

On the gate of the city are written four gloomy words like bones: Fengdu Ghost City.

Below the city gate, people kept coming in and out. In the crowd, there were people with strange costumes like Tengbi who looked like ancients, as well as men and women in modern costumes. Some people who walked in black robes hurried in and then hurried out. The bull's head and horse-mian were guarded on both sides of the city gate.

All of them walked lightly, their heels did not touch the ground, and it was obvious that they were not alive.

Jiang Luo's face was solemn, and Lu Yizang was by the side of the road looking at the ghost town.

"Tu Xun Fa pointed out this for us. We estimate that we will have to go through the ghost city to leave," Lu Yi said in a low voice, "The red and white double evil spirits should be the yin and yang realms that carry us through the ghost city."

Jiang Luo said: "The ghost town is going to enter, but we can't enter like this."

His eyes flew through the crowd.

Those who enter and leave the ghost town are not necessarily all ghosts, but also living people.

But the living people are all walkers, and they can only stay a little time after they come to the underworld. There is a uniform dressing rule for the yin people. Under normal circumstances, ordinary ghosts will not embarrass the yin people, but if they encounter a cruel and unreasonable ghost, the yin people have almost one dead word.

Therefore, the matter of going overcast has always been a last resort.

Lu Yiyi asked, "How do we get in? Do you pretend to be a yin-goer?"

Jiang Luo said casually: "Do you think the yin walkers are so easy to pretend? Unless two people happen to die, where do we go to get their clothes?"

It's not that they can't be robbed, but after robbing, the shaman who was robbed of clothes can only wait to die.

Lu Yi sighed several times, but a few little ghosts suddenly walked out of the ghost town.

The little ghost grabbed the corpse of the yin man in his hand, cursing in his mouth: "Three more died."

"Raksha Ghost is in a bad mood. I really don't want to dispose of his corpse after killing him. I kill him as soon as I kill it. I have to eat the flesh of the soul into my stomach, and the minced meat fell all over the floor, which is really unlucky."

"How many people died today?"

"There are eight!"

Another kid said: "He can't open the arena of ghosts, of course he is in a bad mood. Rakshasa ghosts are too high on themselves. Only the strongest ghost can open the arena of ghosts and become the king of the arena. He has not yet At that point. In how many years has our ghost town opened a ghost fighting field? Brutal ghosts like him like to see us struggling in the mouth of ghost beasts."

"It's really unfortunate that these yin walkers came today."

"It's not just a shameless person, we are also taut, this Raksha ghost is not jealous, he has eaten several little ghosts."

"Ugh."

Several little ghosts found a remote place and threw down the corpse of the shaman, and returned to the ghost city.

Lu Yi silently turned his head to look at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo: "..."

Jiang Luo: "It's none of my business."

Lu Yi faintly said: "Jiang Luo, don't underestimate your poisonous milk skill, in this respect, you are the first."

The two of them hid in the white fog, slowly approaching the place where the little devil threw the corpse. After walking in, he found eight corpses of shady men wearing black robes.

Jiang Luo and Lu Yi found two clothes that were not stained with much blood and put them on them, and took away the things that the Yin Zhaoren were carrying. As a thank you, the two of them read the past life scriptures to these corpses.

When they were ready, the two went to the ghost town.

Jiang Luodian touched the black cloth bag that he had taken from the Yin-traveler, "What's in it, there is a smell of blood."

He opened it, and suddenly raised his brows, and said with interest, "Pig heart."

It's understandable that the yin people bring other things, but why do they bring a pig's heart?

Lu Yi also untied a black cloth bag and raised his head and said, "I am also a pig's heart."

Jiang Luo felt the Yin-Yang ring thoughtfully.

In the thick white mist, a golden mouse held the heart of the idol and rushed in from under Jiang Luo's black robe, and calmly delivered the heart of the idol and the Yuan Tianzhu in his mouth to Jiang Luo's hands.

Jiang Luo had been secretly protecting the heart of the **** statue with the golden rune of the Yin Yang ring.

One is that the rune can isolate the evil nature of the idol’s heart and prevent people from being aware of the existence of the idol’s heart; second, if someone wants to **** the idol’s heart from the mouse, Jiang Luo will instantly detect it, and then quickly summon the mouse back. Into his bracelet.

Jiang Luo had a deep understanding of his unlucky physique. As long as the idol heart and Yuan Dzi were placed on him, it would never be safe.

They walked to the gate of the ghost town.

With his eyes closed, Minotaur opened his eyes and glanced at them, then stretched out his hand and said, "City fee."

Jiang Luo asked: "What counts as the entrance fee?"

"A heart," Niutou's voice buzzed deep, like Hong Zhong, "If you can't take out your heart, you can't enter the city."

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "We have hearts."

He lowered his head, the brim of his hat covered his face, and Jiang Luo put away his smile blankly.

What a coincidence, it takes a heart to enter the ghost town.

How do you think about it, how is it like Chi You's request for him.

Maybe it's more than that, maybe even the red and white double evil is Chi You's method, all purpose is to get the heart of the **** in his hand.

Jiang Luo handed the black cloth bag containing the pig's heart to Niutou and Ma Mian.

Niutou and Ma Mian opened and checked, and said, "Go in."

Jiang Luo and Lu Yi finally walked into the ghost town.

The markets in the ghost town and the world are generally lively and prosperous, but they are full of eerie atmosphere. On the stalls on both sides, there is a red lantern in the middle, and the stall owner stands under the red lantern.

The stall owner's face was pale, his lips were as red as blood-painted, and he smiled and watched the flow of people coming and going on the road.

The white fog disappeared in the ghost town.

Jiang Luo's afterlight swept across the sides, and there were horrible ghosts everywhere. There are severed hands crawling on the ground, the limbs of the ghost without human skin are sticking to the wall, and the female ghost has long hair.

His eyes fell on the stall.

The stuff on the stall is even more weird. Human hands, heads, skin pouches, and withered babies.

Jiang Luo didn't look much, and quickly walked towards the exit of the ghost town.

But when they reached the middle of the road, they were blocked by a group of ghosts.

Among the ghosts stood a very conspicuous Rakshasa ghost. The Raksha ghost is as tall as three meters, with red hair and green eyes, dark body, and blue-faced fangs, terrifying and terrifying.

His voice was extremely loud, almost shattering people's eardrums, "Send your son to me for a taste, old ghost, I have walked so many ghost cities, this is the first time I have seen a ghost with five heads."

The old man's cry sounded: "I beg my lord to forgive us."

The underworld is no different from the human world. The ghost of the underworld relies on its strength to do evil and do evil.

Jiang Luo watched coldly, planning his departure route in his mind. But he knew that Lu Yi was a man with a great sense of justice. He would have been hostile to Jiang Luo for Chi You, would save his life for Jiang Luo, and would want to get ahead for such injustices.

Jiang Luo whispered: "Lu Yi, you know, this is a ghost town."

He paused, "A ghost who can go in and out of the ghost town freely without being taken away by the ghost chase, whether it is the old woman or her son and grandson, is probably not a good ghost."

Lu has one: "I know."

He muttered: "I'm already very guilty for causing you to break into the red and white Shuangsha with me. Don't worry, I won't drag you down anymore."

Jiang Luoxin said, I'm sorry, the real situation is likely to be that I drag you into the red and white double evil.

But he didn't talk to Lu Yi, not only didn't, but rather confidently said: "You've grown up."

Lu Yi: "..."

The Rakshasa ghost in front seemed impatient. He grabbed the five ghosts he wanted with bare hands and gave them to his mouth, devouring his lower abdomen head by head, chewing like a jujube, "It's delicious!"

The five heads screamed in unison, but the voices disappeared one after another, only becoming the residue under the sharp teeth of the Rakshasa ghost.

The old lady who had been crying very hard just put away her crying cleanly, got into the crowd and hid.

Rakshasa ghost had a full meal, he laughed and patted his stomach, turned and left.

The crowd parted a road. The Rakshasa ghost was about to walk by, suddenly stopped, raised his head and sniffed the air, "Human smell."

The shaman hiding in the crowd trembled, lowered his head and hid more carefully.

Jiang Luo and Lu glanced at each other, and slowly moved back.

The green eyes of the Rakshasa ghost rolled around in the crowd and saw nothing. But he didn't give up, he sniffed the air again, and said loudly: "It can't be wrong! It's humanity! Or extremely delicious humanity!"

His nose shook, he was walking through the crowd with his smell, and the ghost rushed out of his way.

The route of the Raksha Ghost obviously came from Jiang Luo and Lu Yi.

Jiang Luo decisively said: "Run."

When Lu Yi hadn't recovered, he had already ran to the exit of the ghost town.

Lu was surprised, "Fuck!"

He hurried to catch up.

The two of them ran with a gust of wind, and the hats on their heads were blown behind them. Jiang Luo glanced back with his black hair flying, and the Raksha ghost behind him said excitedly: "It's them! It's the human touch from them!"

Lu Yi couldn't help smelling his own creak, "I'm **** boring!"

Jiang Luo took advantage of his speaking skills and moved away from him by another meter.

Lu Yi at this time made people feel safe.

Raksha ghost chased them.

This evil ghost is one-story high, and when running, one step can be compared to Jiang Luo two or three steps. He quickly narrowed the distance between Jiang Luo and Jiang Luo, laughing wildly, "Compared with ghosts, Human flesh is the best food."

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes and pulled his eyes away, the exit of the ghost town was still a considerable distance away from them. According to this running method, at most half a minute, the distance between them and the Rakshasa ghost will become zero.

If you can't run, then don't run.

Jiang Luo stopped quickly.

Lu Yi almost ran into him, panting and saying, "Why didn't you run away?"

Jiang Luo turned to face the Rakshasa ghost with a calm expression. He said, "Lu Yi, I will give you a reason today."

Lu Yi asked in a daze: "What?"

Jiang Luo touched the Yin-Yang ring, and the huge Yinhu suddenly appeared beside him, raising his head and shaking the sky with a tiger roar.

"Fleeing is because I want to avoid trouble and reduce unnecessary rights and wrongs," Jiang Luo smiled, eyes fixed on the approaching Raksha ghost, his voice gradually lowered, "But when it is useless to escape, there is no need to escape."

"At this time, I'm going to go directly."

As soon as the voice fell, Yinhu was already like an arrow, sprinting toward the Rakshasa ghost.

With roars, Yinhu's speed was getting faster and faster, and the golden runes on its body were flying in the air, like flames that burned up, hitting the Raksha ghost hard and fiercely.

Raksha Ghost's eyes widened, and he was knocked over and rolled to the ground.

Yinhu jumped forward, stepped fiercely on Raksha Ghost, and roared at his head.

Jiang Luo's blood flow rose rapidly, and he became excited. He looked at the Rakshasa ghost completely suppressed by Yinhu, and his cruel and dark thoughts rose.

kill him.

Bite him.

It's like the Raksha ghost just ate the five-headed ghost, biting off the flesh of the Raksha ghost, tearing off his head, and letting him shatter his body, even the soul and the meat.

Jiang Luo's heart was beating faster and faster because of this thought.

"Thump, thump."

Suddenly, the heart of the idol beat with him.

Every beating seemed to shake Jiang Luo's soul. In the distance, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded, the boulder fell, and the dust suddenly flew.

All the ghosts in the ghost town stopped their movements and stared at the movement in the distance.

"The fighting ghost arena has appeared."

A pair of eyes were placed on Jiang Luo's body.

The black-haired young man was wearing a black robe, his breathing was slightly heavy, his eyes were full of unquenched spirits, and the pure malice had not yet dissipated from him.

The kid whispered.

"How could the king of the fighting ghost field be a human?"

"You care so much. As long as the Arena of Fighting Ghosts can be opened, we can watch the excitement. The king of Arena of Fighting Ghosts is a unique existence in the Arena of Fighting Ghosts. He said which ghost should be thrown into the Arena of Fighting Ghosts. Go in. The ghost beasts in the ghost arena have not devoured their dead souls for several years. I don't know how hungry they are. The scene will be beautiful by then."

Countless ghosts surrounded Jiang Luo, cheering around Jiang Luo and headed to the Fighting Ghost Arena.

Jiang Luo didn't understand what had happened, and he was already standing on the edge of the fighting ghost arena with Lu Yi.

The Fighting Ghost Field is a deep pit.

It is more than ten meters deep, and it is as huge as the sky and the earth. Beside the deep pit, there is a high seat.

And it's the only one.

At this time, Niu Tau walked from among the hideous ghosts and charms to Jiang Luo's side, and he respectfully said: "My lord, please come to your seat."

Jiang Luo looked at the bottom of the pit and said softly, "This is what they are talking about?"

There are dozens of iron cages on the wall at the bottom of the pit, and there is a faint green light in the middle of the iron cages, which are the eyes of ghost beasts.

Bull head said: "Yes, this is the Fighting Ghost Arena. The adults opened the Fighting Ghost Arena, and the Fighting Ghost Arena will be buried under the ground again at the next child. On this day, the adults are the king of the Fighting Ghost Arena."

There was virtual sweat on his head, but he did not dare to wipe it off, "In the arena of ghosts, what you say is what you say. Which ghost do you want to fight against the ghost beast, which ghost must go down to fight the ghost beast. Here, you don’t have any shackles, but there is only one rule. The ghosts who have successfully survived from the arena of ghosts will come to see you."

Jiang Luo thought silently for a while, then suddenly raised his lips, and made a line towards Lu: "Lu Yi, you should leave along the exit of the ghost city first."

Lu Yi said worriedly, "I'm not leaving."

Jiang Luo smiled, "I will feel at ease after you leave."

He persuaded Lu a few words, and Lu Yi finally turned around one step at a time.

After seeing Lu Yi'an out of the ghost city, Jiang Luo turned around again and looked at the dense and fanatical ghosts behind him.

His spirit was extremely relaxed and extremely excited. He grinned and walked on the high seat step by step, accompanied by the cow and horse.

When Jiang Luo really sat on the "throne", he looked down at the evil spirits below, with his slender legs folded, and the smile on his mouth became deeper and deeper.

carnival.

The evil spirits cheered and yelled loudly. Their appearance was distorted and weird, the demons danced wildly, the ghosts were crying and howling, the whole scene was terrifying, nothing more than that.

It's ugly.

But Jiang Luo thought in his heart, this is really wonderful.

His soul seemed to have become one of the ugly evil spirits, happily waiting for the birth of blood.

Evil, desire, looking down on sentient beings.

The heart of the idol at the mouth of the heart became consistent with his own heartbeat.

Jiang Luo tapped on the armrest of the seat lightly, glanced from the bottom, and suddenly fixed on the Raksha Ghost.

The corners of Yin Hong's lips provoked, and he smiled and said: "The first one, it's him."